I don’t remember why I did it. I don’t remember how I found the courage. The only thing I remember is that at some point I was on the phone, talking to a woman. She seemed really nice. We talked for a bit. About how I found out about them and whether I really knew what an “escort” is. We made a date to meet.
A couple of days later we met at a public place. She and her husband were already waiting when I arrived. We went into a cafe near by and talked some more. What is it exactly that they do. How they do it. How much money… But we also talked about me. What I was willing to do, for example. Which days/evenings are good for me? They told me that they would call me “Svetlana” for their homepage and would give me a call in a couple of days, for a “test run”. I also was asked to get hold-up stockings and a short skirt. I went home thinking what I was doing there.
The newspaper where I found their ad was still on my table. A couple of days later I got a phone call. They asked me whether I still wanted to do it. When I answered with a yes, I was told that one of their drivers would pick me up at about 10 pm and drive me to their place. I started getting ready. Put on the stockings, the skirt, a thong, a shirt and boots and went downstairs. After a few minutes he arrived and I got in. It was really nice. We had a little talk while driving and it calmed me down a bit.
After half an hour we arrived at a house. The couple I met was there. They told me that they called a long-term client. He was told that I am new and inexperienced. As I was walking out the door, they gave me a couple of condoms and reminded me again to always have my mobile with me and call the driver when something’s wrong.
The driver brought me to the man’s place. It was a regular apartment. I rang the bell and walked upstairs after he buzzed me in. He took off my jacket and we sat down in the living room. First thing he did was to give me the money. He had some champagne waiting for me and we talked a bit. He indeed was really nice. After a while he started kissing me and caressing my body. Then he took me by my hand and we went into his bedroom. He turned on the TV, a porno movie was showing. “Something for you to enjoy”, he said. He started to undress me and himself. I honestly don’t remember a lot about the sex. The only thing that I do remember is that was one of the rare times that I actually came just from having a cock in my pussy.
We talked for a few minutes afterwards and the hour was already over. I got dressed and went downstairs. The driver was waiting for me. He took me back to the couple’s house and we talked a bit. They wanted to know how it was and if I was willing to actually do that regularly. I asked them, if I could think about it and after a few days told them no.
I had a lot of fun and they seemed to be very nice and actually care for “their” girls, I just could not see myself doing that more often. But it was for sure the shortest and most fun way to earn some money 🙂