“It takes more than good sex to be a professional escort.”
Similar to everyone else, I too had always questioned this saying and
believed that the only way to be a skilled escort is to perfect your
skills in bed. Well, this was before I met this great guy that had been
heavily heartbroken.
On this ordinary Friday, I was just about to leave a massage parlour
in Central London when I got a text from a lad that wanted to meet. As I
usually do, I asked for his name and how he got my number. He
introduced himself and explained that he got my contact from our escort
agency. After confirming that he was serious, he proceeded to ask if we
could meet right away. Because I had nothing on my schedule, I agreed.
Fortunately, he was also in Central London and invited me for an
evening drink. Without wasting any time, I took a cab and headed for the
bar. Upon entrance, he recognized me immediately because had already
seen my pictures from the directory.
He was fairly built, well-kept, and handsome. He was a gentleman and
very polite. As we got to know each other, he told me that he wanted a
companion for the night. As we sipped on some cocktails, we talked about
so many things. After an hour or two, we were drunk and decided to head
to his place.
Immediately after opening the door, we were all over each other and
started undressing as we headed upstairs. When we got to bed, I could
feel him pulling away. And he went from hot to clod in seconds. As I was
recollecting myself trying to figure out what was happening, the guy
began crying. I didn’t know what to do so I went to the bathroom to take
some tissues for him.
When I came back, I asked what’s wrong and that’s when I learnt that
he was still not over his heartbreak. He told me that his fiancé cheated
on him two and a half years ago. And ever since, he had never gotten
closure, and neither had he ever been with a woman. That was an awfully
long time for someone to be alone.
Having gone through what he had, I understood the importance of
getting closure. And at 1 in the morning, I was able to convince him to
call his ex and put an end to his torture. We called her and she made
him understand why things could never work. And to my surprise, he
cheered up and brought some wine for us. We drank all night as we talked
about our failed love lives.
The next morning as I was about to leave, I could see a changed person. He had this smile of contentment on his face. He even offered to make me breakfast but as London escorts, we always prefer to keep things professional that’s why I left. To date, he is one of my favorite clients and am always looking forward to spending quality time with him.