I Hired Her As A London Escort Now I Want Her As My Girlfriend

The dilemma faced by all timid or single guys when they have an event or special occasion they to attend is finding a date to accompany them. This was exactly the kind of problem I had faced when I had got an invite to my cousin’s wedding. Whenever there is a family event there is huge pressure on both single guys and girls to find someone they can take as their plus one. Now it would just seem too desperate to run all over London asking any random girl I meet to come along with me to the wedding. These types of family events are certainly a nightmare for eligible bachelors or bachelorettes in their late twenties or early thirties who are still single. You have to field questions from nosy aunts and uncles who constantly hound then with personal questions like, when are you going to settle down? Is there someone special in your life? Some of them even try to play matchmaker and set you up with their friends or colleagues’ daughter/son who is also single as well, thinking that they are doing a heavenly deed by helping you find a life partner.

Being a guy, I was definitely not ready to go on any more awkward blind dates with any woman who think they are just being nice by agreeing to go on a date with a shy, helpless chap. I decided to call up a professional London escorts provider and hire an escort for that night, just to fend off the annoying questions that my relatives would throw at me for still being single. It would make one think that being single is considered a crime in their eyes, and by the time you are thirty, you should be well settled and maybe be planning to have a second kid with your wife. Now it was never my idea to go to the best London escorts agency on the internet to accompany me to the wedding. It was when I was talking to a close friend of mine about my dilemma; he told me that he had the exact same problem when he had an office event to go to. Sure, no one out there would have asked him when he was going to settled down, but he explained that he was actually the only guy who would have been without a date at the party and that he thought would not give the right impression of him in front of his bosses. I was sold for the idea and took the number he gave me of a popular London escorts agency that provided escorts to accompany single guys to various events.

I won’t lie, but I was really very nervous the first time I called up the London escorts firm to inquire about an escort who would accompany me to a family event. The receptionist at the London escorts deskhad sensed by nervousness and assured me that my name and other personal details would be keep strictly confidential. After feeling a bit relieved, I asked told her I would want a woman escort to come with me to a attend a wedding in the family. She first explained to me all the terms and conditions of the cheap paddington escorts service and the applicable charges, after I agreed to the same, she put me in touch with a woman escort. The London escorts agency first set me up with a short meeting with a woman named Ramona at a bar (so that I could discuss my dilemma with her and then we could probably come up with a story to fool my relatives for one night). When I first set my eyes on Ramona in her short black dress, I instantly felt my blood rushing to a spot in my body that always causes me a great deal of embarrassment. I could only imagine what that scene would have been like if I walked up to her in that state. It would probably go like “Hi, I’m happy to meet you!” and she would reply saying “Yes, I can see that you are!”.

Fortunately, she did not see me or the flagpole between my legs, so I had time to go to the men’s room and wait till the blood returned to all the right places. I then took a deep breath and introduced myself to her. She smiled and was really very pleasant to talk to. I usually find myself extremely nervous around gorgeous woman, but Ramona somehow made me feel at ease. I don’t know if that London escorts agency was paying her extra to be polite with me, but I somehow felt that she was genuinely a nice woman, with a mesmerizingly good looks too. I was occasionally finding it hard not to look at her supple twins when she wasn’t looking, and how I would have loved to be that stool she was sitting on. I actually had a great time just talking to Ramona, and we also came up with a plot to tell my folks how me meet and what our first date was like. For the first time ever, I was actually happy to go to a family event. Thank goodness for London escorts agencies. Since me and Ramona came up with a pretty fool proof plan for what we would say if any of my relatives came up to question us, the evening went on very smoothly. Ramona looked positively ravishing in her backless red dress and I could not help but marvel at her dazzling figure. It was not until we started dancing that I realized that I wanted her to be my girlfriend. After the function I took a chance and held her hand. I couldn’t help but feel her squeezing mine as well. After we reached her place I so wanted to kiss her luscious lips, but did not have the courage in me at the time. I knew she may have liked me by the way she stood close me during the entire event, especially while dancing. However, I did not make a move. But to my surprise she herself leaned in and kissed me on my cheeks looked me in the eyes and said “I had a wonderful evening, I wish we could do this again sometime”. I called up the London escorts agency the next day to check if I could speak to Ramona, but they informed they did not provide the personal contact details of the escorts. In my grief, I decided never again to go to a London escorts agency. However, just when I was about to give up hope, I received an email from Ramona. She must have taken my email from the details I registered at the London escorts agency. In her email she mentioned her real name, phone number and a time for me to meet her at a nearby coffeeshop for our first official date.

Im A Woman Booking Escorts In London

Hi, I’m looking for some advice… It all started back when I was a little girl. You know? I never really thought much of it. I’d look at girls the same way I looked at guys and I just thought this was “normal” behavior, I guess. I never really like messed about with any girls or anything, but there was always this in the back of my mind.

Like, I remember my first boyfriend. I went over to his house and we’d do what kids do but there was time where he’d catch me staring at his sister… oddly. He’d say something and I’d play it off, for some reason I never really admitted it to myself. I figured, it wasn’t a big deal. I liked guys too so I wouldn’t have to worry about it. I got some enjoyment looking at women but I still got to stay straight in the public eye because I’d always be with guys.

Well, things have changed. I met my husband back in college in America. I was studying social work and he was taking his engineering classes. We dated through college and got married a year after we graduation. Both of us want to leave the country, so we looked for work in London. We lucked out and 8 months into our job search we both had good gigs on the other side of the Atlantic. I’ve been married to him for five years, but that wandering eye of mine has been acting out lately. Not for other guys, mind you, always girls. I feel terrible about it, but I don’t know if I should. My husband is pretty laid back about stuff, and I am attracted to him and I love him dearly so I don’t want a relationship. I just want to spend some time with a lady. I caught myself looking through escorts in London and I know I have to come clean soon.

It’s seeping into all walks of my life. I’ve caught myself even staring at the older girls coming into my office, you know 18 years old and up. I can barely listen to them and I’m afraid they’ll catch me just staring. I feel like a misogynist. I can almost relate to how piggish some men get at this point. At home I still have a good relationship, in all ways, with my husband and I do not want to cheat on him. Is it wrong to want a non-physical relationship and non-emotional relationship with a woman? I just want to flirt and stare and have her do the same. This is why I’m seriously considering going out with some escorts in London.

They’re in my dreams at this point. When I was a girl I’d have those special kind of dream about people, but I haven’t had them in so long. But now, it’s like I was reawakened. Every night there’s girls in my dreams, and sometimes I feel bad for it feeling so good imagining them like that. And I’ll wake up to my husband, and I’m not disappointed seeing him. Not at all, but do you think he’d be comfortable knowing what got me going? That it’s women I’ve been thinking of and not him? I don’t know why this is happening. I guess I repressed it too long as a girl and never experimented when I needed to. It’s making me go mad, that’s for sure. I’m an adult woman having school girl fantasies about other women and particularly sexy escorts in London at this point. A nice night out with an escort in London would help more than anyone could imagine.

What’s the best way to break this to my husband? I’m worried he’ll think I’ll leave him or something. And is it wrong I don’t want him to be there? There’s no way he’d trust me in this, but maybe he will. They always say communication is key in relationships, but do you just blurt out, “Honey, I’m bisexual and I need to see an escort in London. Tonight.” And then what? I could see two things happening. He goes quiet and leaves me or he bursts out laughing and wants to send me to a therapist. Maybe a need one. I think a London Escort would be a good therapist. I know what I’ll do. I’ll just call and talk to an escort. Just to see what they’re like. I’ll tell them what I’m thinking. I know that will feel good. But I’ll want more! I would imagine having a London escort kiss all over me.

I don’t need, you know, everything. I just need to feel desirable to a woman. I’ve never had trouble with men, but I see the way women look when they’re into someone. I want them to look at me like that! Those melty eyes and heavy breathing, coy but like they can wreck your world if you want them to. Take me out somewhere you vixens. So, I guess I’m asking for some advice. I obviously needed to get this all out. It’s been spinning in my head for months now. Would you tell your husband? Husbands, if your wife told you all this how would you feel? Maybe I should just let him read this and see how he reacts.I’m scared because I NEED to do this. I need to go out with some escorts in London, just a few times and just feel what it’s like to be desired by a woman. I’ll repeat myself, I’m not looking to go too far with anyone. I just want to feel like I could.

I’ll tell my husband tonight I think. No matter what. I’ll tell him tonight. I’m not asking him for permission, but I need to tell him what is going through my head. Maybe he’ll understand. If not, then we’ll just see where we are after. But I’m going to see some escorts in London I’m going to check the sexy escorts available today and book one. Do you think he’d like coming with us? I could see that working. With both of them flaming over me. That could be fun. Maybe he’ll like it too. I’ll tell him, “Husband, I want to take out some escorts in London and have a fun flirty night. Would you like to come along?”

That solves it then. That’s what I’ll say. I guess I didn’t need advice, I just needed to vent. Maybe you’ll see me out there in the pubs of London. My husband and an escort fawning over me over drinks and me looking like I’m in heaven.

Will Lolita my Latin London escort leave escorting for me?

A few years ago I was in Europe on a 2- month long business trip. As the weeks went by I found that the nights were lonely and having dinner alone was boring. I had no friends in the town and would watch people laughing and enjoying their evenings together night after night.
That’s when I remembered a colleague who had visited Europe and had a Latin London escort to accompany him for the evenings. I recalled the pictures he had shown me of buxom women on his arms as he attended business events and at clubs. I got out my phone and gave him a call. I admit that I was a bit shy during the conversation but he gave me a Latin London Escort number and told me that it would change my life. Little did I know the truth of his words until I met my Latin London escort. I called the number he provided and i had the privilege of booking a fantastic charlotte escort for an evening dinner. The escort service asked me if I had a preference and I said that I would like a Latin London escort who could provide companionship for a dinner date. I had browsed the online gallery and seen so many pictures of beautiful women. I chose Lolita. Within two hours my Latin London escort date was at my hotel door. She was so beautiful and the words got stuck in my mouth from her breathtaking beauty.

Lolita my Latin London escort, was dressed elegantly in a flowing red dress and her jet black hair fell down her shoulders in rich waves. I offered her a drink, felt my knees weaken and thought myself to be the luckiest man alive. She was tall and had such a tiny waist that my I could not ignore the lustful thoughts in my mind. I could imagine how our night together would be spent with the Latin London escort and the images in my mind were graphic and detailed. As we had a drink she asked me what I would like to do for the evening. I told her that I really didn’t know and I had never used a Latin London escort service before. She smiled and told me that we could do whatever we wanted. I really enjoyed her company as we sat on the lounge chairs and just talked about everything and nothing. The silent moments in between our conversations were comfortable and her laughter could make anyone laugh as well. We ended up not going out for dinner as planned and just spent the night in my hotel room.

As I bid my Latin London escort goodbye in the morning, I asked her with a sheepish smile if she would go out for dinner that evening. I picked her up at her place and we went and enjoyed one of the best dinners in the town. Afterwards, we went dancing and had some cocktails at a club. I was amazed at how she could change her attitude from reserved and polite at dinner to fun and adventurous at the club. She was so much to be around and I felt that the money I was paying for her company was well worth it. She was very receptive and was willing to do anything to make me happy. It is no wonder that I spent every single night with her on my business trip. On some days we would go hiking, swimming and cycling and on some, we would attend business dinners and events. Everyone would stare at her and I would feel like the luckiest man alive. She would charm guests with her beauty and intelligent demeanor and make appropriate jokes that got everyone laughing. I would buy her expensive clothing and jewelry to show my appreciation and we would spend romantic nights together.

When my business trip ended I had such a strong feeling of dejection that I could not muster a smile on my face. I had met my soul mate and had no way of telling her that my feelings for her went beyond the professional relationship. I could not imagine that the romantic nights we had together would now come to an end. That she would spend her nights with other men and share the same affection with them as she had with me. As we had our last dinner together, I spilled out my guts and told her that she was an amazing person and I would like to have a personal relationship with her. She looked at me, looked down and went silent. It was unbearable to sit there without knowing if she had the same feelings for me or if I was making a fool of myself.  “Will Lolita my Latin London escort leave escorting for me?” I asked myself this over and over. Indeed I could provide for her in the way that she was used to because I was not struggling financially.

As I wrung my hands beneath the table, she spoke up. “Yes. I will be yours.” I was elated. However, we had to wait until her contract expired. This did not dampen my mood one bit. She had said yes and that was all that mattered. I made arrangements to extend my business trip so that I could spend more time with Lolita. She had gotten into escorting men to make some extra cash for her education and she had dreams of becoming a dentist.

She had some reservations about how she would now earn a living without being a Latin London escort but we figured things would work out in the end. I would pay for the rest of her medical school tuition and help her achieve her dreams of becoming a dentist. She would live with me and leave the world of escort service. I would not have to share her affection with anyone and it now was not a business proposition. As we headed off back home after my business trip, I felt that it was just like a storybook ending. Life, love, and money to give you the best things in life.

MY Threesome With My Girlfriend And A London Escort

My girlfriend and I have been dating for the last four years. We are very sexually liberal and compatible and we have never shied away from trying something that has the potential of adding a spark to our sex life. We role play, have mutual masturbation sessions and when the need to get extra freaky arises, we take it further and use toys. Since the day we became an item, we both agreed that we would be exclusive to each other. Never in the four years we have dated has either of us cheated on each other. I thought that we would always be the two of us only in the sack until recently. Obviously, my girlfriend has other ideas. She recently suggested that we book a London escort for a threesome! At first, the idea of bringing a third person in our intimate encounters greatly freaked me out but the more I thought about it, the more excited the idea makes me. Here is how it all started…

Last month, my girlfriend and I attended a wedding of one of her coworkers. The ceremony was taking place in one of the many wedding venues in London. She and I are both Londoners by birth and we also work in this big city. My girlfriend is an events planner and I am a lawyer. While at the wedding, we happened to see a mutual friend who we had not seen in years. His name is Max and he attended the same college with my girlfriend Shirley. I met Max in the first few months after Shirley and I started dating each other. Thereafter, we would meet on a weekly basis at his apartment for a poker game every Friday. Even though we would at times be joined by a couple of his friends, we never got to meet Max’s girlfriend. Being the nosey man that I have always been, I decided to dig for the skinny and enquire about Max’s love life. Shirley was only too happy to feed me with details and that is when I learnt that Max had been single for almost two years. According to Shirley, he was recovering from a broken heart after his fiancé of three years had left him and married some tycoon from Glasgow. Two years later and Max moved out of London and relocated to Manchester. Still with his broken heart and a vow to never date again…

It thus came as a surprise to us when we ran into him on the wedding with a very beautiful blonde on his side. At the reception, we got lucky when we got seated at the same table with Max and his obvious date. My curiosity was written all over my face and I wanted to know about this mysterious, very beautiful woman who was clinging to Max’s side like arm candy. Erin was her name and she was a sexy London escort! Max had booked her to accompany him to the wedding and judging from his obvious adoration of Erin, it was clearly evident that a lot more was going on between the two. This is the exact day when the idea of introducing a third was planted inside my girlfriend’s head!

We were undressing for bed later that night when Shirley came up behind me and put her arms around me. Cooing like a dove, she whispered to me,” Honey, what do you think about us booking a London escort for a threesome one of these days?” .Thinking that I must have heard wrong, I spun around with shock written all over my face. The look that was on her face told me that she was not joking. She was serious. Now, you have to understand that as much as we were both very sexually liberal and daring, neither one of us had ever had a threesome, or attended a swingers’ event. She was suggesting doing something that neither of us had done previously.

With so many people that would eagerly join in on a threesome, you are probably wondering why my girlfriend would opt for a female London escort, right? You are not alone. I also had exactly the same question before Shirley explained the reasoning behind her decision. According to her, an escort would not be bringing any baggage to our already established relationship. A London escort would clearly understand that having a threesome with us was just our own way of taking things further in our sexual exploration. Unlike any other woman, she would come expecting no emotional commitment from either of us. Once the deed was done, she would simply walk away with her feelings intact, and she would never bother us again unless we booked her again for a repeat performance.

Discretion is also another reason why she thinks that a threesome with a female London escort is the best way. According to her, escorts are some of the most discreet people. What you do in bed remains a secret known only by the parties involved. Unlike your day to day girl who would expose all your fetishes to everyone who cares to listen, a London escort is mute when it comes to divulging things they do with their clients. This makes total sense to me because before I had started dating her, I had a one-night stand with some co-ed in college and the next day, everyone in my hall of residence had known. That girl talked! Since then, I had always been careful about who I got intimate with. Being exposed and being viewed as a freak is no fun.

I could probably spend the entire day writing about every reason she is using to convince me to agree to having a threesome with a London escort but the above two are the ones I find most convincing. She has reassured me time and again that having a threesome does not mean that she has stopped caring about me. Or stopped finding me attractive. Although I have not yet made up my mind on whether to go for it or not, the idea really excites me. I have read articles online about couples who at one point had a threesome with a professional escort and judging from their tones, the experience must have been magical. As I write this, I am like 99.99% confident that I will definitely go for it! The excitement is just too much!