I can understand why he thought I was an escort. It was an
easy mistake to make. After all, I am young, slim, sexy and I have a twinkle in
my eye if you know what I mean. I’ve never been shy and I believe that if
you’ve got it, flaunt it. And I have definitely got it! From an early age I was
well aware of the effect I have on men. And by the time I was in my twenties I
had enjoyed plenty of sexual adventures including all manner of kinky and
erotic stuff. I also dress to impress, my favourite outfit consisting of a
figure hugging dress with a plunging neckline and lingerie from the Victoria’s
Secrets range including a very racy black satin corset and g-string combo which
when teamed with black stockings and high heels turns me from sex bomb to sex
on legs hot!
When I walk into a room men stop and stare, plenty of women
too though I have never actually slept with another female. Strange really
because I imagine it would be quite an erotic and sensual experience. I’ll have
to add lesbian lover to my list of sexual to do’s. Anyway on this particular
occasion I was supposed to be meeting up with a guy I knew only from an internet
site. It wasn’t your usual, boring, mundane dating site by the way. The site
specialises in hooking up like minded individuals with a lust for life and any
activity involving orgasmic pleasure! It wasn’t the first time I had agreed to
meet up with someone that way. I remember the last time, the guy literally had
his tongue hanging out when I turned up at his house in a skin tight cat suit
and high heels complete with a pair of handcuffs hanging from my belt! They
were well used that night I can tell you.
So, when I walked into the wine bar and stood near the door
as agreed and looked about me and I was approached by a man I immediately
assumed he was my date. I was feeling horny so I took him straight back to my
place where we did the things that horny people do. All night long…
The next morning I was getting ready to leave and he stuffed
a whole load of cash in my hand, telling me that I was the best Essex Escort he had
ever been with and that he was going to call the agency and tell them just how
hot and stunning I was and that he wanted to make the booking a regular thing.
I realised at that point that he thought I was a visiting escort! I thought for
a moment and then I just looked at him and told him there was no need to call
the escort agency: see you next week, same time, same place!
What happened to my actual date you may be wondering? Well,
funnily enough James sent me a text the next day thanking me for a really great
night but at the same time saying that I shouldn’t really be using the adult
dating site to make escort bookings and that was the only reason why he
wouldn’t be getting in touch again. Oh and it wasn’t funny how I kept telling
him my name was Candy when on the site my name was listed as Hermione! I had to
laugh. But it did give me an idea. I like men. I like to meet up with strangers
and have a good time. Why not make my lifestyle pay for itself.
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