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Visit my agency website: Having spent hours and hours and hours with men, usually married men, in a room, on a bed, talking intimately and of course, having sex, I hear a lot. I listen a lot. And I learn a lot. Why are you here? What is your sex life like? Do you have affairs? What you have to understand first of all is that men pay me money for my time; a lot of money. Most of the men I see are wealthy; so a few thousand is nothing to them.

But some of my clients work in shops, bars or make coffees. They will save up for the occasion and see spending time with me as an investment; which of course is terribly flattering but has me thinking. What are these men not getting at home for them to spend their hard earned cash on an escort? The answer is of course; that men are not paying purely for penis in vagina.

Of course they can get that elsewhere. There are many reasons I have discovered that your partners, boyfriends and husbands visit an escort and here are the three top ones.

Yes I know I am not exactly dropping a bombshell here. I am talking about every day; or at least every few days. I know, it sounds exhausting. For me, everything becomes boring if you do it too often; even sex. But not for men. They seriously think about it all the time. So while I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but if your partner is not getting enough sex at home in his eyes ; the chances are he will stray.

I get a sense that most clients just want to immerse themselves in the female being; our smell, skin, touch and softness. One client, a lovely doctor in his 30s, paid me to stay overnight. A little indulgence for him. I asked him what he wanted me to wear; what did he want? Jeans and a T shirt, he replied sweetly.

I want the girlfriend experience. He arrived at the hotel suite at 7pm. We had dinner and drinks and were in bed by 10pm. I fell asleep in his arms at 11pm, wearing the hotel white fluffy dressing gown and woke at 7am. I remember his lips kissing my forehead and him stroking my hair. I woke at 7am just in time for breakfast in bed. Then we parted ways. There was no kinky sex, no drinking all night, no party. I was a bit anxious on the journey home.

Was that a mammoth waste of money for him? For some woman falling asleep in his arms at 11pm after just 10 minutes of sex. Hey thanks for last night, beeped the text message just moments later. I had a fantastic time. It goes a little deeper than that. I went to one "audition". The girls were snorting coke in the dressing room, and the bouncers seemed more malicious and oversexed than the customers. I did not go back. I remembered a roommate I had in university who signed up as an escort through an online service.

I drove two hours to his house, white-knuckled in anticipation of what I was about to do. He was middle aged, pretty average-looking — balding, in OK shape.

I don't want to seem flippant when I talk about the sex. There was nothing special about it except for the fact that it was the first time in my young life that I was literally prostituting myself. In retrospect, my opinion of prostitution is that it is fine if you have straightened it out in your head as to why you are doing it and what you get out of it, but you are risking your safety and your health. Can you charge a price high enough to compensate for that? And the sex was nothing I remember anything about.

He left his television muted on CNN the whole time. My biggest concern was that I had very little experience and that it would show I had only had sex a couple of times in my life. My next worry was that I would not be able to fill a full two hours with sexual entertainment. It was not that hard. Most people are easy enough to talk to, and once the sex is over it is just pillow talk and back rubs. After two months, I started scheduling dates with men and then not showing up. I was starting to get real about why I was having sex with men for money.

I had been feeling rejected by a former lover, and I was angry about being in debt and was discovering that my university degree was essentially worthless. I felt like being destructive. My last job scared me out of it for good. He was a short bald man with a big spare tyre and smelled of cigarettes. He asked if he needed to wear a condom about half of the men asked this.

I put the condom on him, and then he spun me around and pushed me up against the dresser. The force of this manoeuvre was unexpected. He tried to get me to have anal sex, and I had to struggle to avoid it. It was starting to feel more like a violation than a situation that I was in control of. It was a wake-up call, though. I have always had confidence in my physical strength and my wits to keep myself safe, but just a small taste of how quickly I might get overcome if I wasn't on my guard was what made me decide to quit.

I was a year-old virgin when I first visited a prostitute. I've always been shy and a bit of a computer geek, and somehow I missed out on opportunities at school and university that might have got my sex life off to a start. Once I graduated I ended up in an IT job, full of other single male geeks.

It was only when I hit 30 that I started to worry about the other things missing from my life. At that point, my age and lack of experience were a major worry. I was tempted by online dating, but knew that anyone I might meet would be more sexually experienced than me, and this became a major stumbling block.

Websites and forums are what I do, and mostly how I interact with other people, so it didn't take me long to find forums devoted to escort work. I researched diligently, read up on the pros and cons, and the dangers, health and otherwise, of seeing escorts. The escorts posting sounded genuine, even relatively normal, and not the junkies I'd expected. I made up my mind to go for it. It was still nearly a year before my first experience.

I chose a more mature woman, as I felt it would be easier, somehow, to confess my inexperience to her. My performance was as you might expect from a first-timer, but she was sympathetic and understanding. She didn't clock-watch, and I enjoyed her company as much as the sexual activity. I left with a feeling of relief that I'd got it over with, that I was no longer a virgin. After that, I found other girls local to me. I've had some fantastic experiences and none of the girls have fitted the mould of trafficked eastern Europeans or drug addicts.

There was the single mum of 19, who was saving to put herself through a college course to get a professional qualification and she did, successfully, and gave up escorting to take a less-well-paid job in her chosen field. There was the swinger, who had decided that if she was going to do it anyway, she might as well get paid for it. Overall, more of the experiences have been good than bad. Most of the girls have been intelligent and good company and I put that down to the amount of effort I put in to selection.

I'm generally very careful about who I choose; the less successful experiences have always come when I rushed a decision. My plan was for a short-term fix, a start towards a normal life and a way of catching up with experiences I should have had 10 years ago.

It's worked so well, that it's becoming a lifestyle choice. I think I prefer it this way. I met my wife as a first year in college, and we were married sometime later. I've had one relationship in my life, and while it's not boring or empty of sex, I was tempted by the ads in the back of the weekly arts paper in my town. My first appointment was nerve-racking. Since, I've had sessions with roughly 25 different providers and had intercourse with about half. I have found few girls who "are into the work".

Most aren't, and you can usually tell when you say hello. It could be the self-destructive nature of the visit. But, I keep doing it. Sometimes I go once a week.

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