Diary Excerpt #71… Guest Post
#71…In my search for a memorable escort, rather than the youngest or most beautiful, I responded to an add for a more mature japanese escort. By now it had become evident that the photo attached to the add means nothing and that the age they supplied was a ballpark figure judged on appearances. Most put their age at 23 which I guess is considered the sexiest age being not too young to be inexperienced but still in the prime of life. This lady had 29 as her age but when we met I guessed she was more likely about 40+.
The small timber house close to the city centre was tucked away down a side street so I parked in the carport as it was the only parking space available.
As soon as she opened the door I felt a connection. She was dressed conservatively in a plain dress tied at the waist and sensible flat shoes. She smiled pleasantly and invited me inside.
This was more like what I’d been searching for. Someone more my age , though still about 10yrs younger , she spoke english well and was pretty but in a subtle , intelligent wife sort of way. The sort of lovely caring lady you see married to some lucky buisnessman.
After she closed the door we hugged in a greeting that seemed to melt into a mutual desire for each other. One of those hugs that starts as friendship but as it went on it became heavy breathing , roaming hands…. , closed eyes….,soft moans…,cheek to cheek and body shudders before a sudden separation so we could stare into each others eyes to check if we’d both felt the same way.
She held my gaze for a second before demurely lowering her head and stepping back , smiling as she whispered ” this way” , holding my hand to draw me into the bedroom.
We stood beside the bed for a second then awkwardly had to separate to get undressed. I’d stripped in a second and placed the cash on the bedside table and sat on the bed to wait and watch as she moved like a geisha , pealing her clothes off slowly in deliberate measured movements shyly as if on her wedding night for the first time naked.
I stood to meet her and lowered her gently to the bed. Her eyes were like black pools of water and her lips were a strong dark red color.
She was slim but curvy. Her pale perfect skin felt so soft and youthfull! I raised her arms up and out so her body was displayed like an offering. It felt wrong to ravish and pound her like part of me wanted to because she seemed so fragile and delicate.
I ran my fingers over her whole naked body very slowly and very very softly. Barely touching her as I traced nipples ,inner thighs , arms , breasts , belly , legs and feet… sometimes softly kissing as I played. She closed her eyes and moaned softly , her body twitched but she stayed in place… each time I return to her face she peers into my eyes with her lips slightly parted as if begging to be kissed.
I restrain myself savouring the moment of seduction.
It was her nipples that ended the foreplay. They sat up tall and hard! Her soft breasts had become slight mounds topped by very dark nipples that stood half an inch tall and were so sensitive that when my tongue flickered over them she arched her back , moaned loudly , shoved my face into her tits and wrapped her legs around me. In some ways I thought it’s a shame that we hadn’t done more, like oral sex or passionate kissing , but I couldn’t hide that I was ready and she seemed so keen to have me inside her. The condom went on and I entered her slowly while looking into her eyes. Once we were connected the sex was amazing, not because of my physical prowess but because it seemed mutual.
“I love you” slipped from my lips just as I cum. She looked away and whispered ” I like you too”.
It was a little surprising to hear a response like that. For me saying ‘I love you’ during sex was an effort to make it seem more real to myself, so normally the escort either just smiles , because they have heard it a million times , or they say it back to me to help with my fantasy. The way this lady said it felt like she meant it.
We lay facing each other , chatting afterwards , telling each other about ourselves….
She had come to brisbane ‘very recently’ to escape a messy divorce with her husband of many years. She had a 6yr old boy together but his gambling had ruined their marriage. Then I began telling her about myself until I mentioned my children! She asked what happened to my wife so I confessed I was married still. She back handed a slap to my arm and said ” oh I thought you weren’t married” and pointed to my ring finger…. I don’t wear a wedding ring so she’d assumed…
The mood changed and I was quickly out the door!
I drove home a bit stunned , lost in thought… , surely she hadn’t really liked me…, for real?
I book and return a week later but I’m knocking and no one answers the door.
Her car was there and I phoned her but no response. I wonder if she just didn’t want to see me again?
I’m sure I’m deluding myself but it felt like I’d hurt her feelings?
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Meet Howie… a 54 year old happily married man living in Queensland, Australia. Unfortunately for Howie, his wife is no longer interested in sex. But, Howie still is, and since he loves his wife, and would never be unfaithful, he seeks relief from sex workers. Howie is not a writer, just an ordinary family man who keeps a diary, well hidden I’m sure, here is a page or two. E H
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Oh that was such a passionate encounter! I hope he does get to have an experience like this again. Thank you for sharing, Howie if you read this.
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Thanks Rehnsy , thank you for reading and commenting.
I just re-tell as it happened so yes that lady meant something to me.
Can’t help but wonder ‘what if’ ❤💋
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Such a shame to lose a connection.
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Good to have one though , ‘cup half full’😆
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Aww Howie – a I read it I felt there was a connection there too, and perhaps she had hoped it might turn into more but knew it couldn’t be. It seems a haphazard way to go husband hunting if that was her plan!
The sex you describe was very sensual and definitely built on the loving connection – so much eye contact seems very intimate to me. Lovely episode.
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Yes I had assumed she was a good actress but the way it ended confused me. I don’t know what would have happened if I was quicker thinking and said I wasn’t married🤔
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She seemed sweet on you. I think she might have been disappointed.
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very hot encounter as Posy wrote not a good way to go husband hunting. or maybe she didn’t want to feel that she was taking a man from another woman.
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I guess so but if she was going to escort anyway then it would be a way of knowing if you were compatable in bed at least. Though normally guys that go to escorts might not be as caring as I am🤔😚
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It seems like she really liked you, Howie. So sorry you lost this connection and couldn’t see her again.
~ Marie
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Me too Marie. I wasn’t looking for a date so it took me by suprise😍
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It all started so well. Yes, and it went on well. But it ended somehow sadly.
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It is possible that she hopes to find not only sex, but also a husband.
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