Breathlessly, he spits out the words ‘I’m nearly there’. I can hardly make out the what he’s saying, but I know what he wants to communicate. I slow my pace, smile, reached for the bottle I’d laid along side his pillow, unscrew the cap and urge him, enthusiastically, ‘sniff, now!’ His eyes open in surprise and ecstasy as the blood rushes to his head. His face turns bright red and I feel him give a few spirited bucks before he nearly melts back into his pillow with a loud groan. ‘Another job, well done’, I say to myself with satisfaction.
The night had started off a fun one. A few of us had been booked to join a bachelor’s party at a posh hotel in the West End. The guys were all young, frisky and silly. They were up for a good time, but from a village, and a little bit unworldly, to say the least. The one I ended up with was young enough to be my son. Yeah, I’m a lot older than I look. If I looked my age, I suppose I’d qualify as a MILF, but fortunately, I don’t, and as no one really wants to know too many details in my line of work, it’s just fine. It means that I’m far more experienced and skilled than a lot of the other girls, so guys who date me tend to be very appreciative. Anyway, this one said he wanted to try something new, and I was more than happy to oblige.
The truth is that I do actually have kids older than these blokes. This is how I have supported them, put them through good schools, and given them a head start in life. I have a son and a daughter. I’m pretty sure my daughter, who is all grown up and living with her boyfriend, has an idea what I do for a living, but my son hasn’t got a clue. He’s still in uni. Probably a good idea to keep it that way until I retire and then I can tell wild stories at Christmas dinner and shock them all. It’s not that I’m ashamed of what I do. Not at all. I’m quite proud of it to be honest. It’s just that people are bloody judgmental, and it might have caused them some embarrassment if other people had found out. They think I give massages, which I do, but I also provide a range of other important services.
I’m getting to the age, where retirement is coming soon. I’ve been doing this a long time and I’ve put quite a bit of dosh away, so I’ll be comfortable. I’ve also been studying to become a counselor because I really do love working with people. I think it’s a natural gift for me and to be perfectly honest, it’s a huge part of my job already. The majority of the men I date are olde, and they are lonely and have no one who listens to them or cares. Even when they are married, they think their wives don’t understand them. Mind you, I’m sure that their wives put up with plenty of nonsense from them, so they have my sympathy, but that’s why women who do my job really are good for marriages. I couldn’t tell you the number of marriages that have been saved by women like me. We do things that wives just won’t, and that includes listening.
So, another two years of this and I’ll have my certificate and can start my own counseling practice. In the meantime, I’ll keep doing what I do so very well. I feel truly lucky that I have been able to work on my own terms, setting my own days and hours and doing a job that, for the most part, I enjoy. It’s not always pleasant and, like any job, you have to put up with a few serious arseholes, but I think most people would be surprised. Turns out that the men I date are pretty nice guys. Some of them are cute and some, not so much. Some of them are interesting and fun and others, not so much. But very few of them are mean, unkind or horrible and if there’s anything you learn in my line of work, it’s not to judge a book by its cover.
Some of the guys who book appointments to see me have been coming back to me for years. I consider them friends and when I retire, I may keep seeing a few of them. They are far less complicated than boyfriends and I’m never going to complain about a little bit of extra cash. They know I’m planning to wind things down and are already worried they’ll miss me. It’s nice to feel wanted.
For now, I need to get myself up and off this young fellow, who has just had his mind and other parts of him blown. The first experience of poppers is always a bit of a shock and even more so, when you’re having one of the most thrilling experiences of your life. That’s the sort of thing that really makes me love this job. We both had a great time and he’ll always remember this night. How many people can say that about their job? All I can say is that if I were a guy, looking for a date with an escort through a place like Cleopatra Escorts, I’d opt for one of the more experienced ladies. Yeah, the young ones may be hot, but they may not be as keen on listening to your problems, or teaching you some new tricks.