As we strolled through the park, I held his hand and we chatted about
our lives. We watched the ducks and the families feeding them,
accompanied by yappie Jack Russell terriers and nannies. We could see
our breath in the bracing winter air. I snuggled against him for warmth.
We had been getting to know each other and I could tell that he was
relaxed around me and was particularly enjoying my company this cold
afternoon. This is what I wanted. I wanted him happy. He was a lovely
guy and he deserved a special day out with me.
We stopped at a little café close to the park. He grinned as I asked
for whipped cream on my hot chocolate. He had a coffee. We both giggled
when I got some of the whipped cream on my nose. It’s the little things
that can make a couple connect. I could sense him feeling a bit shy, so I
reached for his hand and gave him a reassuring wink. He responded by
blushing, which I must admit is rather cute.
We wandered past boutiques and fancy shops. Suddenly inspired, he
dragged me into one and asked me to try on some outfits. ‘Why not?’ I
thought, ‘I want him to have a great time and if he wants me to model
clothes, his wish is my command…it’s not like he’s asking me to do
something really weird’. The sales assistant was happy to oblige and she
brought me a variety of outfits to try on. I could hear him making
encouraging noises and suggestions.
I felt particularly beautiful in a glittery dress, inspired by the
1930’s flapper style. Lots of fringe and tassle and very flirty. He
could see my delight and then he told the sales assistant to wrap it up
and he’d be purchasing it for me. I squealed and threw my arms around
his neck, kissing him square on the lips and making him blush again. I’m
not sure what the assistant made of us, me almost two feet taller than
him, in my heels and he almost four decades older than me, but I’m sure
she was pleased with her commission. That was a very pricey little dress
he bought for me. I don’t have to tell him how grateful I am though. He
Arm in arm we meandered through town, looking at all the Christmas
decorations, talking about the holidays and feeling the thrill of the
hustle and bustle of all the excited people doing their last minute
shopping. Finally, we stepped into the restaurant and one of the staff
graciously took our coats and his hat. We were shown to our table and he
ordered a bottle of expensive bubbly straight away. He asked me to tell
him stories about my childhood in Estonia. He always enjoyed hearing
about the country I was born in and how I grew up. I have no idea why he
was so enchanted by them, but he would listen to them intently and ask
questions about my family. He wasn’t so open about his own life, which I
sort of understand.
We ate our meal and headed up to the room that he had booked
especially for tonight. I happen to love this hotel. It’s one of the
most beautiful in London and it is just the perfect balance of opulent
and tasteful. I am hoping to be an interior designer, once I finish
college, so these things are important to me. My good taste is something
he says he admires about me.
When we got to the room he suggested we take a Jacuzzi bath, which is
something I know he loves doing and especially after walking in the
cold all day, he’ll be feeling a bit stiff and sore. He loves watching
me undress, so I make sure to do that for him extra slowly..making him
blush again of course as I stand, completely naked in front of him in
only my high heels. He invites me to sit on his lap temporarily and uses
the opportunity to explore my body with his eyes and hands. It becomes
rather obvious that we had better get into the tub now or it would be
too late, so I playfully jump out of his lap, grab both his hands,
pulling him out of his seat and guiding him to the alluring warm bubbly
He decides he’s not going to wait until after the bath, so I do
everything he’s told me he loves and even a couple of things I know he
loves but he’s too embarrassed to ask for. We step out of the tub, and
it makes me happy to know that he’s utterly satisfied. I also know that
he’ll enjoy a good snuggle in bed, skin against skin. I wonder if he has
the energy (or the blue pills) to allow me to indulge him one more time
before he falls asleep. Turns out that he has both and once again, he
realises how appreciative I am of him and all his attention.
I’m not Cinderella, but I do have to get back to my apartment before it gets too late. He hugs me close and tells me to have a look in the drawer in the bedside table. Inside is an envelope with my name on it. I smile at him and open it. A beautiful Christmas card is enclosed and inside the Christmas card is a very generous Christmas gift. He says that he’ll see me in a few weeks for our regular arrangement of a true Girlfriend Experience. I kiss him and head out of the door. It’s gentlemen like this that make working for Cleopatra Escorts so worthwhile.