Wednesday, 2 July 2014

He asked me to pretend to be an escort. What he didn’t know was that I am an escort.


I met this guy on a night out. Good looking, charming, well to do. Said he had a good job in the city. He was the strong and silent type. Didn’t say much but when he did speak he had a certain power about him. He oozed charisma. But there was something unusual about him if that is the right word. It was like he was an iceberg and all I was seeing was the tip of it. Beneath the surface there was something more.
I had dressed to impress. I hadn’t been out on the tiles for a while and I was looking forward to having a great time. I was supposed to meet up with Sarina, a girl I know from the escort agency. Oh yes, I forgot to mention that I work as a visiting escort. I love it! I get to choose when I want to be available, I meet some really fun people, I earn good money and I get to enjoy myself. I wasn’t working the night I met Ranulph but I certainly caught his eye in my short cocktail dress. I think my legs are my best feature, long and lithe, toned and tempting. I love it when a guy runs his fingers the length of my thigh, just gently brushing the skin. It’s a major turn on for me and I am instinctively drawn to guys who do that without me asking. Ranulph was one of those guys.
The conversation inevitably turned to sex and I found myself discussing my innermost, deepest and most intimate fantasies, stuff I don’t normally reveal on a first date! But there was something commanding about this man and I just found myself putty in his hands. And then he began to tell me what he liked.
Ranulph had a thing for submissive women, light bondage and escorts. He told me that his number one fantasy was to meet up with a woman and take her to bed only to discover that she was an escort! I thought it must be some sort of wind up at first. It just seemed too unlikely, too much of a coincidence. But he seemed so sincere, so honest and genuine. Could he really be about to enjoy something that he had always dreamed of, his number one turn on?
I didn’t know what to say. Having a fantasy is one thing, acting it out in real life is another. And how would he view me afterwards? To be fair I am not in to long term relationships, been there and done that and I have no intention of being pinned down ever again. I like my freedom and my fun too much! I also love my escort lifestyle. And so I thought what the hell, make his day.
If only I was good enough with words to describe the look on his face. His eyes narrowed as if he was weighing me up and deciding if I was having him on or not. Then he whispered ever so softly that he had to have me and he meant right now! How hot was that! I could almost feel his passion, it was tangible. I could also feel his fingers brushing across my thigh under the table. Naughty boy! Just how I like them.
What happened next was amazing but I’m afraid I can’t go into details because then this would be an x rated blog and I would get into trouble! Suffice to say there was some real grown up fun between the two of us that night and I don’t think it will be the last time that Ranulph spends time with an escort, though next time he may have to book me if he wants to combine business with pleasure!
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