There are those who think that a womancannot do a “man’s job” and be glamorous at the same time but
in my opinion they are just chauvinists and are living in the past. I
am proof personified that a woman can get her hands dirty as a grease
monkey but can still have a man drooling when I dress up for a night
out.
There were two things I loved as a
child, cars and clothes. As the only girl growing up in a house full
of men – I have six brothers and mum moved out when I was little to
be with her ‘fancy man’ as dad called him – it was perfectly
natural for me to take an interest in football, rugby, cars and even,
by the time I was in my late teens, women! It wasn’t unusual for me
to date one of my brother’s female friends. I knew that I wasn’t
a lesbian, I was bi-sexual and adventurous in nature: at twenty one I
was fully into swinging and experimenting with my sexuality and sex.
I was also most of the way through an apprenticeship at the local
garage.
The garage gave me the opportunity to
combine two of my passions, men and motors, because the boss was a
horny old so and so who took every opportunity to invite me into his
office to discuss my ‘progress’ as a trainee mechanic when in
fact he was actually checking out my ability to give him a good time,
which I did with some gusto. He wasn’t my dream man, I don’t
think I believed in that, it was just that I got really turned on by
the naughtiness of it all, knowing that the guys in the shop were
only feet away from me pleasuring the boss.
Then one day the boss asked me how I
would feel about doing a promotional photo-shoot for the garage that
would appear in the national press. He had picked up on an article in
a lad’s mag asking readers to send in saucy shots of girls doing
jobs that were traditionally done by men. I knew what it meant of
course, I would glam up make-up wise and probably have a smear of oil
across a cheek. I would be wearing blue overalls but they would be
open to the waist revealing my bosom in a lacy bra! It’s all good
fun and I’m not exactly the shy and retiring type. In fact I think
my looks have been a real boon to my career as the boss regularly
gives me a pay rise because of the customers I pull in. I play up to
my sexy persona, letting my long blonde hair fall loose and making
sure that I always have my full mouth covered in red lipstick!
The day of the shoot I was really
excited. I put on my sexiest lingerie and stepped into the tighter
than usual overalls. I had my sexiest stilettos on and as the saying
goes, “I was ready for my close up”. It was after closing time
but the boss had said he would stick around and watch. No doubt he
hoped for some hot sex after being turned on by my poses but as it
happens his wife called and he had to leave. That suited me because
the photographer was a real hunk. Needless to say he got more than a
few stunning pictures that day.
Before he left the photographer asked
me if I’d ever considered working as an escort. To be honest I had
thought about it because I have a friend who does exactly that and
she is always going on about how much she earns and what great fun it
is to meet up with strangers for an intimate time. She has always
said it’s like getting paid to enjoy yourself and I know what she
means. If you are the type of girl who enjoys a party and not the
settling down sort then why not make the most of your natural assets?
Anyway, that’s how I ended up a garage mechanic by day and an
escort by night!
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