I have shared with you many experiences that have been extraordinary in this business. Experiences that certainly are not the norm for an escort but do make for great memories. The couple call fits in here. I do not get the pleasure of visiting with a couple often but when I do I have to say they have made for some of most memorable moments as an escort.
These calls can be awkward prior to the actual meeting. A whole new set of rules apply and it can be a time consuming process. I always ask a lot of questions when a couple requests to see me. First I like to make sure that they have played with other parties prior to inviting me to play. This is important to me. It’s all fun and games when a couple makes the decision to have a third party play with them. But the reality is that a woman can never be totally prepared for the sight of her husband entering into another woman, even if that woman is being paid to be there. I do not want to be the cause of a nasty argument and marriage counseling for years after.
I also need to know that the woman is as much into the experience as the man, for the same reasons as above. When I kiss her, I need to know she will return my kiss. When I kiss her husband, I need to know she will not be hurt. I have to be sure that their relationship is secure, that they love one another and that they are equally aroused by what is going to take place.
The next step is discussing the rules. I talk to her, I talk to him. What are they comfortable with? What are they not comfortable with? It sounds funny but I take notes and I read them over many times prior to meeting with them. At no time do I want any boundaries crossed. I have been asked not to kiss him. I have been told that he will not actually partake in having sex with me. I have been asked not to kiss her (this is the one and only couple call I refused to take simply because it implied she was doing this for him). And even once or twice I have been told that everything is on the menu.
Once the rules are set, everyone is on the same page and the details are taken care of….I wait. This part really sucks! It’s like waiting for Christmas morning, just 3 more sleeps, just 2 more sleeps…..but the anticipation only heightens the experience. I love the wondering, the curiosity of what they will be like to play with. I read my notes and wait.
I recently had the pleasure of meeting a young couple. Before I get into the details I want to explain why I was so excited to see them. They were truly concerned about me having a good time. It says a lot when a client repeatedly asks what I enjoy. They wanted to be sure I had a good time too, it was just as important to them for me to enjoy our time together as it was for them to enjoy.
I walked into the room to see a beautiful woman smiling at me. You will notice that I will omit many graphic details, but remember things like this. Her smile turned me on as soon as our eyes met. She was dressed in a very simple black see through camisole. This was very erotic. Simple sounds boring but for me it is just the opposite. It spoke volumes for the type of woman she is. No, not simple but confident and sensual. She did not feel the need to dress up in a garter, complete with leather straps and all the frills to impress me nor her husband. She looked so calm and natural, I love that look on a woman.
He poured me a drink and we sat on the bed chatting about nothing really. It wasn’t awkward chat, just “getting to know you” chat. The jacuzzi tub had been run before I arrived and was too inviting to not soak in, even if only a few minutes. So we stripped down and stepped in. The lady and I both next to one another, he at the foot of the tub. It wasn’t long before she ran her hand up my thigh. The tub so warm and I still felt the chill her touch gave me. We continued to chat as I watched her hand caress my leg. I wanted to kiss her, to touch her, to kiss her some more. I wanted it to all happen now but found myself being content to feel her touch, to best program how that felt in a place within my mind that I would hope to come back to many times over.
I raised my hand to meet hers and I could swear I felt her desire for what was about to take place. I could not wait any longer, my hand traveling on its’ own. Down her leg and back up again. She looked at me, those eyes inviting me to kiss her, so I did. It was soft and gentle, both of us holding back from getting carried away. Another snapshot to file away. We soon decided it was time to carry this to the bed just a few steps away.
She lay herself upon the bed and I instinctively followed. What happened from there would be impossible to chart in chronological order but I will do my best to paint a picture for you. So many erotic moments were explored during our short time together. Of the most vivid is tasting her. While I explored her pussy with my tongue I watched her to see head roll back as she let out a soft moan. We were not to forget he was there, no, that would not happen. This moment could only be topped by having him taste how wet she was making me. Like the chain of life, her pleasure pleased me which seemed to make him quite happy as well.
We would switch position many times, he on the bed, us two ladies tending to his genitals. My tongue lashing against his balls while his wife kissed him with such passion. He entered me while I lapped up her sopping pussy. I crawled up her body to kiss her, what wonderful lips they were. He took a break to sit and watch and we thrust our pussies against each other. Writhing, moaning, kissing and trying to catch my breath, this was the first time I had ever been one on one with a woman. It was overwhelming, a moment I had fantasized about most of my adult years.
I loved to see him watch us. I’m sure it wasn’t easy for him but at the same time he seemed content to give his wife to me. He wanted her to have this moment, even if it meant he was not to be a part of it. That is true love. I have spent many nights replaying the events of that evening in my mind. I feel guilty at times with couples that I tend to monopolize the woman and that perhaps the man feels left out. I do my best to be sure that I include each of them equally, I really do. But times like these, they just feel right. There was no pressure to meet any expectations. They were happy if I was happy……and I was most definitely happy.
We have talked several times since our night together. They thank me, I thank them. What we all agree on when reliving that night is that it was wonderful. There was so much we wanted to do, things we wanted to try. But that is what makes this so great. While you would think being an escort becomes routine business, it does not. Each experience is different, each experience is new. But with everything that happened that night, with so much to play over in my mind…..it’s the memory of me walking in the room, putting my arms around him to say hello and peering over his shoulder to see her sitting on the bed that was most erotic for me. Her simple black camisole, her beautiful calm smile and their love for one another…that’s what turned me on. The rest that followed? It was hot, it was passionate and it was sensual. But without that brief moment when I first walked in, it would have been business. There was no business that night!
