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My girlfriend and I had just broken up because she was moving away from London. We both still cared about one another, but we were both sure that a long distance relationship between the two of us just wouldn’t last. She had been gone for two weeks and during that time I had been feeling sorry for myself and feeling lonelier every day. I was missing my girlfriend, but I was also missing the company of a woman. I wasn’t ready to get into another relationship, so I didn’t think it was right to involve just any woman. I really wasn’t one for one night stands, so I did the only thing I could think of, which was to request the company of an escort.

I went to an escort service website and I paged through all of the pictures of beautiful girls. There were girls of every nationality you could think of and there were petite girls and not so petite girls, red heads, blondes, and brunettes. The selection was extensive and it took me awhile to choose the one that I was most attracted to. I finally chose a girl named Rosalie. She was a brunette with skin that reminded me of the porcelain dolls that my sister had collected when we were kids growing up in London. I made my way to the reservation page and paid for Rosalie’s company. I asked to meet her at her place as it just didn’t feel right to invite her to my place, where memories of my now ex girlfriend were everywhere I looked.

I readied myself by taking a shower and making sure that every hair was in place and that I shaved my skin just so, making it smoother than I generally had attempted over the last couple of weeks. I chose my favorite pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt and slipped on my socks and shoes. We were just going to be spending time at Rosalie’s place so I really didn’t feel the need to dress up. I looked at myself in the mirror and was satisfied that I looked good.

I had been emailed directions to Rosalie’s place, so I left my flat and made my way to the tube. I had to go up three stops and when I got off the tube my stomach was suddenly filled with butterflies. Being with an escort was something that I had thought about several times while growing up in London, but it was never something that I did. I made my way to her home and when I got there I knocked on the door. A few seconds later the door opened and Rosalie was standing there, looking even more beautiful that I had expected her to look. ?Hi,? she said. ?You must be Andrew”

I nodded and looked at her appreciatively, ?Yeah. And you must be Rosalie”

She nodded and motioned for me to come into her place, ?C?mon in!? She smiled warmly and as I walked in the door she touched my back lightly and then closed the door. I followed her to the living room and she asked me if I wanted anything to drink and I said I would take a bottle of water. When she got the bottle of water I looked around her house and I had to assume that she did quite well for herself as her house was very nice and she had a lot of nice things. I assumed, based on what I paid, that escorts did quite well and I wondered if it was her only job.

?Is there anything in particular that you want to do” She asked. I suddenly felt silly because I didn’t know exactly what I wanted to do.

I shrugged, ?I hadn’t really thought about it. This was sort of an impulsive thing for me to do. I just broke up with my girlfriend and I was feeling a bit lonely so I arranged to meet you.? I was more open than I thought I would ever be comfortable being with an escort, but it was nice.

?We?ll just talk then,? she said with a warm look in her eyes. I was sure at that moment that this was not the first time she was with a client that was lonely and wasn’t sure what he wanted from her. We went on to have a great conversation that must have lasted an hour. We talked about everything from our jobs to our homes, to where we grew up in London. After our lengthy conversation she asked if I wanted to see the rest of her home, and I agreed as I was very curious about what the rest of the house looked liked.

She showed me around the whole house and then we came to her bedroom. It was decorated nicely, and it was obvious that a woman lived in this room, as there were flowers and pink everywhere. She made her way into the bedroom and I suddenly felt affection for her as it was like she had let me into her real life, not just who she was as an escort. We were standing very close and I reached out and put my hand around her waist. When she turned toward me she kissed me gently at first, and then with more passion.

We made our way to the bed where she unzipped my pants and pulled down my boxers, which I struggled with as I tried to take off my shoes. She undressed slowly and when she was naked I couldn’t help but looked at her for a long minute as she did not have any flaws, her body was beautiful, her skin still looking like porcelain to me. She lay back on the bed and I lay on top of her, entering her gently. Each time I entered her she moved her hips gently forward toward me. All of my movements were slow, I was trying to take my time and really enjoy the warmth of her skin. I was more lonely than I was sexually frustrated, so it was nice to really enjoy the moments where I was touching a woman.

My arousal grew more and more uncontrolled by the moment and I enjoyed hearing Rosalie’s moans. She ran her fingers down my back as her moans became louder and signaled her climax, with this I let go and climaxed as well, pushing into her harder and more quickly than I had been before. And then, it was over and we were both breathing hard. I bent my head down and kissed her gently on the forehead before rolling off of her. She looked at me as I lay beside her and smiled, I smiled back but neither of us said anything. I rolled onto my side and she snuggled in next to me, her face in my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, forgetting that she was an escort all together and simply enjoying the closeness. I closed my eyes and when I opened them again I was lying with this London beauty in my arms and it was obvious that we had slept through the night in one another’s arms as the sun was shining through the window of Rosalie’s bedroom.

I had been invited to a ritzy type party that was being hosted at a London museum. I was excited about the party, but it was the type of thing that you wouldn’t want to go alone to. I called all of my female friends and everyone had plans. I had just about resigned myself to the fact that I would be going alone or not going at all when I logged onto the Internet just to check my email. When checking my email I came across an unsolicited email that mentioned escorts, and suddenly I knew that I didn’t have to go alone. Instead of being bored or uncomfortable at the party all I needed to do was find a beautiful escort to go with me. It would be my first experience with an escort service but it seemed like a great idea!

I logged onto a website that I had actually heard of and was instantly greeted with a very professional looking online space. I browsed through pictures and liked what I was seeing. All of the girls were quite beautiful and you could tell that some of the women were down right naughty! For anything else I might go for one of those women, but I needed someone who looked classy and like anything but an escort. I continued to scan the pictures and stopped when I came to a girl named Maddy. She was beautiful with brown hair and deep green eyes. She was quite curvaceous, with the curves in all of the right places. I quickly made arrangements to pick her up at the place of her choice and asked that she please wear something formal as we would be going to a party at a museum.

The day for the party came faster than I thought it would as my level of anticipation was quite high from the moment I reserved the time with the escort. I readied myself for the evening by dressing in a suit and tie and before I left I sprayed on some cologne and grabbed my invitation to the London museum party. I picked Maddy up at a residence, I didn’t know if it was hers or not. She was waiting on the steps in front of the building when I came out and when I saw her I was taken aback. She was stunning, and she had chosen to wear a beautiful black formal dress that hugged her curves in just the right way. The dress showed just enough skin to keep it sexy, but it was still classy.

I got out of the car and let her into the passenger side and took a good look at her from the backside as she got in. She was beautiful from every angle, and though she had done little more than smile at this time, I was very attracted to her. When I got in the car I laughed and said, ©By the way, my name is Shawn.?

She laughed and adjusted her dress a bit where it had folded in her lap and said, ?I was hoping so! I didn’t figure just any man would drive up and let a stranger in his car!? She laughed her airy laugh again and I couldn’t help but smile when she laughed. I watched her out of the corner of my eye as we chatted about things such as how long we lived in London, the weather, and we even spoke briefly about her working as an escort. She seemed to like the job, and I was happy that I was with an escort that was as warm and as comfortable doing what they do.

When we arrived at the museum I explained that it wasn’t really a party, more of a mingling session. The person that invited me was a business acquaintance and that was the only reason that I was going. I told her that we would probably only stay an hour or two and then we would leave, at this she laughed that airy laugh and nodded, ?Sounds like it?ll be a good time.? I laughed at her sarcasm and really enjoyed the fact that she put me at ease.

As soon as we entered the party I was greeted and I realized that this party was going to be as stuffy as I thought it was going to be. Maddy held onto my arm and I kept watching her out of the corner of my eye and liked the way she leaned into me when other men would walk by and notice her. I was sure that no one would have ever guessed that she was an escort. As we mingled we were both laughing at the boring party that we were enjoying at the expense of those around us. She was laughing and she leaned in and kissed me, surprising me. She pulled back briefly and that is when I leaned forward and kissed her, more deeply than she had kissed me.

I was suddenly very turned on and my dress slacks were not doing a good job in hiding this fact. I was moving awkwardly and that is when Maddy noticed what was going on. Our eyes met and we started making our way to the bathroom in a very casual manner. We slipped into the women’s restroom, which was just one stall so there was no need to worry about anyone else walking in.

As soon as the door was locked I unzipped my pants and suddenly she was half kneeling half squatting in front of me. She took my penis into her mouth and began to apply a very soft pressure at first, and then it became more intense and she moved more quickly. I had my hands in her hair and I couldn’t help but watch her beautiful face go up and down. When I couldn’t hold back any longer I climaxed and felt my beautiful escort swallow hard. Feeling spent I could do little but smile when she stood up and wiped her mouth. ?Feel better” she said in a teasing tone. I nodded and pulled my slacks back up. After our brief encounter in the bathroom the party seemed more entertaining and we ended up having a great time together.

I was lonely, new to London, and without any female companionship. I had been in the area for about two weeks and was already feeling quite isolated. I had been out and had seen what I thought might be prostitutes, but I didn’t want to go there, I wasn’t quite that desperate! But, when I saw them I got to thinking about all of the times that my friends and coworkers told me about the cheap English escorts that London boasted and I thought that sounded like the perfect fix for my loneliness. Though I didn’t know anyone yet, I thought it would be good simply to be in the company of someone else. My computer had become my best friend over the last couple of days so I figured I would open it up and find one of the supposedly many escort agencies in the UK and see if I couldn’t find someone to spend some time with for the night.

I quickly came upon a great website that featured pictures of girls of every type. I knew that I would be most drawn to the blonde escorts UK services could offer, so I took particular notice of the blondes. There were many of them ranging from very young to very sophisticated looking. I simply enjoyed looking at all of them, and then I zoned in on one named Chelsea. She was beautiful, and was definitely a busty UK escort. It was my first time contacting an escort service, so I wasn’t quite sure how to proceed so I spent a little time simply navigating the site. I soon learned that I didn’t need to go anywhere, I didn’t actually need to call anyone, I could simply make the reservations on the Internet. This was good news for me because I was feeling a little bit nervous about actually calling and paying for an escort. I quickly made my reservation and was pleased to see that Chelsea was free to meet me that night.

I quickly readied myself and tried to straighten my flat as much as possible. I had just moved in, so there were still boxes and the like, but I tried to make things as appealing as possible. I had purchased a couple of scented candles and I lit them to hopefully create some ambiance, I figured they would make the place smell better too. I checked myself in the mirror a couple of times and then figured I had plenty of time to run down to the corner store and pick up some drinks or something as I figured I should have something to offer. Quickly, I grabbed my keys and went out my flat door, closing and locking it behind me. I almost ran down to the store, picked up a bottle of champagne, some strawberries, and made my way out just as quickly as I had come and almost ran home with these items in hand.

When I came home I pulled out some wine glasses from a box and set them on the counter with the champagne and put the strawberries in the refrigerator. I then looked in the mirror again, straightened my hair, and sat down on the couch to wait for Chelsea to arrive. About 15 minutes later the bell rang and I made my way nervously to the door and opened it. Her bright face made me smile and I said hello, ?Hi! How are you” She had a very bubbly personality and instantly put me at ease. ?I?m good. Thanks.? I didn’t know what else to say, so I simply said nothing as she made her way into the room.

She put down her purse and then turned to look around, ?Just move here” I nodded and laughed. ?Yeah, I did. I know it doesn’t look like much now, but it?ll be good to go in a couple weeks.? I shrugged, again not knowing quite what to say. She turned to look at me and suddenly and amused look came over her face, ?Is this your first time” The way she asked I thought she meant my virginity so I simply shook my head. She laughed easily and said, ?No! Your first time with an escort!? I then nodded and felt silly.

With this she moved toward me and smiled and then kissed my neck softly. She then moved to my mouth and pushed me toward the one bedroom. When we hit the bed she pushed me down, unzipped my trousers, pulled down my pants, and pulled them both off and left them on the floor. As I watched she stripped down to nothing and then pounced on top of me, smiling and giggling the whole time.

As soon as she started to undress I had instantly become erect and when she pounced on me she amazingly landed just so, and I entered her, with some force. I gasped and then was uncertain of what I should do, as I had never quite been in this position. Before I could ponder what to do or how to do it, she began to move up and down. She started out slow and then started moving faster and faster, her hips obviously quite familiar with the motion. As she moved up and down she reached back and she tugged gently but with pressure on my balls, eliciting a pleasurable sensation that I was not familiar with but liked very much.

The more I moaned it seemed the harder she would come down on my penis and within a short period of time I was climaxing inside of her. My orgasm seemed to last forever and was more intense than any other orgasm that I had remembered having. Chelsea lay on top of me for several minutes and we simply enjoyed the warmth of her body and the rise and fall of her chest. I realized that I enjoyed her company as much as I had enjoyed the sexual interaction simply because I was so lonely since moving to the area.

I was in London for the weekend and though there was a lot to see and do in such a beautiful city I found myself bored and in need of female companionship. I would only be in the area for a week so I knew I shouldn’t become involved with anyone, so escorts seemed to be a good way to go. I had heard from friends who had traveled to London in the past that there were some beautiful escorts that resided in the area and I was actually quite excited about meeting some of them myself. I called up the first escort company that I found online and decided I would simply choose one of the girls that worked with them. I knew there were many escort agencies in the UK but was simply looking for a good time and didn’t have a preference of one over the other.

The escort agency I found was among the best and was immediately excited at what I saw on the webpage. The girls were all beautiful, offering different looks, body types, and styles. I browsed through what seemed like 100 different escorts, looking at their pictures and what they offered. I was pleased to see that many of the escorts were known to be warm to their clients and many of them were quite adventurous when it came to sex. I quickly made my reservation through the website and decided that I would enjoy the company of Mercedes. She was a busty blonde that had sparkling green eyes. I requested that she just wear jeans and a t-shirt as I thought we would do some sightseeing. What would be better than to tour around London and see the sites with a beautiful London gal? I could feel the excitement growing inside of me as I got up from the computer and readied myself for my evening with Mercedes.

I met Mercedes at a local caf? and was immediately turned on by her. While I had suggested just jeans and a t-shirt I was pleasantly surprised at the way she looked. She had on jeans that fit every curve of her body just right. She also had heels on that accentuated the length and tone of her legs as well as her rear end! Instead of a t-shirt she wore a blouse that was just low cut enough in the font and showed off most of her back. She was even more beautiful in person than I had expected her to be and when she came toward me and kissed me once on each cheek I could feel my arousal growing.

After sharing a cappuccino we made our way out to the car I had hired for the evening. Our conversation was light and easy and I felt her moving closer to me with each passing moment. Though I didn’t have a lot of experience with escorts I was definitely turned on by her and felt tremendously confident around her. She placed her hand on my leg and I felt her move it up my thigh slowly. I immediately felt a stirring in my groin and she smiled coyly when I shifted a bit in my seat. I turned and looked at her and she smiled slightly again and reached her hand up and touched my face, and then kissed me on my neck. I felt the hair on my arms and the back of my neck stand up and I pulled her by her hips closer to me.

When I did this she threw a leg up over my lap and ended up straddling me, facing forward toward me. When she looked up at me and our eyes met I pulled her into me by the back of her head and we kissed deeply for several moments. I told the driver just to drive around for awhile and I proceeded to kiss Mercedes deeply. She was an expert; there was no doubt about it as she knew just how deeply to kiss, where to kiss, and when to start fondling me. Her hand moved slowly down to the zipper on my trousers and pulled it down gently. At the same time I fumbled with the button on her jeans and then lowered the zipper. We had a slightly awkward moment where we both undressed and then she straddled me again. I entered her more forcefully than I had planned and she gasped, which just turned me on all the more.

She moved up and down slowly at first, and then increased the pace at which she moved up and down. I grabbed her by her hips and helped her move her hips, moving us rapidly toward orgasm. As if she could read my mind she would stop right before I would orgasm, giggling when she stopped movements just seconds before I would cum. Finally, I grabbed her hips and guided her up and down onto me and she got into a rhythm where I knew she would not stop. She began to move faster and harder and her moans became louder, my pleasure growing more intense by the moment. Finally, I could not hold back any longer and I pulled her into me and had an intense orgasm. She giggled into my ear while breathing hard, making my hair stand on end again.

When we were finished I asked for the driver to bring us back to the caf? where we had met. While I had planned to site see with Mercedes, we had a better time just getting to know one another in the back seat of the limo that we were riding in. We had an awesome time and as I watched Mercedes get out of the limo I couldn’t help but take note of how beautiful she was. I promised her that if I was ever back in London we would have to get together again as I had that good of a time!

I was down on my luck and had been pitying myself for two weeks and decided that I needed to snap out of it. In a week’s time I had broken up with my girlfriend and lost my job. For two weeks I rarely left my flat and I spent a lot of time feeling sorry for myself. I had decided that this feeling sorry for myself streak had to end and I was trying to think of something that would brighten my spirits. I decided I was awfully lonely so I decided to call upon UK escorts to help me feel better about myself and get things going in a more positive direction again.

I had been with many a UK escort in the past and decided that I would call on one of the Bunnies of London to help cheer me up. I opened my computer and quickly logged onto the website that I was familiar with. I paged through the pictures of all of the beautiful and busty UK escorts. The girls were all unbelievably beautiful and it was hard to choose just one. I finally came upon a picture of an escort named Molly. She had red wavy hair that spanned to the small of her back, and she had piercing blue eyes that seemed to reach out through the photograph. She was wearing absolutely nothing in the photograph and I couldn’t help but stare at her curves for a moment before making a reservation.

I made the reservation for later that night and was happy when I found that Molly was free. I was depressed but all of a sudden I felt very excited about Molly coming to my home to cheer me up. I asked that Molly just wear something casual, no need to dress up just to come over to my flat for the evening. I decided I had better take a shower and shave since this beautiful UK female escort coming to my home. Since losing my job I hadn’t been worrying about hygiene all that much, but decided this was a good time to start worrying again.

I jumped in the shower and for the first time in awhile I felt alive. I pictured Molly in my mind and I couldn’t help but become aroused. I reached down and touched my hard penis and stroked it gently at first, and then with increased momentum. I continued to picture Molly in my mind and all of the things that I could do with her when she arrived. In moments I had to grab onto the shower wall to brace myself and I continued to stroke my erect shaft. All at once the pleasure mounted and as I came I let out a moan and then stood still for a moment, allowing for the pleasure and sensitivity to lessen just a bit. I felt refreshed, excited, and ready to go out into the world again. I finished showering and got dressed and tidied my flat a bit in anticipation of Molly’s arrival.

About a half hour later Molly arrived with a knock on the door. I opened the door and was shocked by the fact that she looked even more beautiful in person than she had in her picture. Of all of the English female escorts I had met in the past she was easily the most beautiful and exotic. I smiled and said, ?You must be Molly” She nodded coyly and entered my flat when I motioned her in.

As soon as I closed the door to the flat I couldn’t help but begin to kiss her. I pushed her up against the door and began to kiss her neck gently, which caused her to moan which only made me more excited. I then moved up to her mouth and I kissed her deeply and she returned the sentiment by doing the same. She was wearing a skirt and I lifted her leg and reached my hand up under her skirt. I noticed that she was wearing thong style pants, which I thought was very sexy. I slowly pulled her pants down and I reached between her legs and felt satisfied when I felt the moisture mounting. I then unzipped my jeans and pulled them as well as my pants down and worked my way out of them. When I was free of the clothing I pushed Molly up against the door and entered her. It took some force, because as moist as she had become, she was awfully tight. The tightness heightened my arousal. I thrust in and out of her gently at first and then began to thrust harder and harder. Each time I would push into her she would moan and her hands would tighten around my shoulders and then move up to my head.

My legs were growing fatigued so I gently guided Molly’s body down to the cool tile floors in the entryway. She gasped when her bottom hit the floor, but I wasted no time, entering her again. The floor provided me more leverage, so I thrust hard and fast. Molly was almost screaming with pleasure and unable to hold back any longer I let go and came inside of her, enjoying an intense orgasm, screaming out in unison with Molly. I lay down upon Molly then as we both struggled to catch our breath. We said nothing, but the rise and fall of her chest underneath mine was very sexy.

After a moment I rolled off of her and grabbed a hand towel for her to wipe off with. She stood up, picked up her pants from the floor and straightened her skirt. I felt a bit awkward because we had shared just a couple of words before I had initiated sexual contact. I wasn’t sure where to go from here, so I simply kissed her on the cheek, led her to the kitchen, and we both enjoyed a glass of wine. She was just as beautiful, if not more so, now that her wavy hair was a bit disheveled from our encounter on the floor. She stayed for just an hour or so more and that was it. I was officially free of depression and ready to go out and get a new job!

I had just returned to London from a business trip and I was tired, sore, and simply uncomfortable. I had been away from home for far too long, but somehow returning home to an empty house was not at all a welcome sight. I wanted a massage but didn’t feel like going to my normal masseuse, I just wanted to be pampered right in my own home. When I realized that I wanted company I decided that I would call a couple UK female escorts. In the past I had a lot of fun with a few girls, and I decided that a couple of them that were very friendly would be just what I was looking for tonight. I didn’t necessarily want anything sexual, just a great massage! And, who better to give me a massage than a good looking girl or two?

I logged onto my computer right from my couch and I requested the services of Grace and Hillary. I had been with them together and separately in the past and was excited about spending time with them again tonight. They had both given me great massages in the past, so I knew this was going to be good. I requested that they just wear whatever they were comfortable in as I was looking for a massage. An hour later both of the beautiful busty UK escorts were at my door, each with massage oil in hand.

I had thrown an old sheet on the bed because I knew there would be oils involved so I didn’t waste any time. I undressed slowly with both girls standing at the end of the bed, and I climbed onto the bed. My back was really sore so I told the girls to start there. All at once Hillary climbed on top of me and straddled my body. She poured warm oil on my back and began to massage gently at first, and then becoming more firm. Her small frame felt great on me and though I was tired I couldn’t help but be aroused. Somehow they knew just how hard to rub and where to rub, as it seemed that they were systematically rubbing all of the tension out of my muscles. A 16 hour flight had really done a job on my back and there simply was nothing better than having two beautiful women rub away the aches and the pains.

Grace began to massage my legs and then moved down to my feet. Had there not been two beautiful women massaging me I had no doubt that I would be asleep. After a long while Hillary climbed off of me and told me to roll over onto my back. When I turned over I revealed to both women that I was very turned on and I watched as both of their eyes fell on my erect penis. Grace giggled seductively and then climbed up on me to begin massaging my chest area.

She was wearing a little skirt and matching shirt and as she massaged me I couldn’t help but appreciate the beauty of her body. She was perfectly proportioned, just toned enough, yet she had meat on her bones so I didn’t feel like I was going to break her. I was pulled out of my appreciative haze when Grace sat back onto me and I realized that I had entered her. She looked at me playfully and then began to move up and down, slowly at first, and then she gained momentum. Hillary was down at my feet and my eyes met hers and she smiled as she watched with pleasure.

Grace continued to move up and down expertly and I almost lost it when I looked down toward Hillary again. She was standing at the edge of the bed pleasuring herself. Just as I noticed Hillary, Grace began to moan loudly and it became obvious to me that she was having an orgasm. When she was done I motioned for Hillary to come near. Grace moved off of me slowly and then I pulled Hillary onto me, and then slid into her. I slid into her easily, as she was wet from pleasuring herself for several moments.
I turned her over so that she was on her hands and knees, and then entered her from behind. I thrust into her roughly over and over again until I heard her moans heighten and then I relaxed and thrust in and out, until we were both moaning in pleasure at the same time. When we were both spent she lay down and I rolled to one side. Grace surprised me and was already lying on the other side of the bed, so I was in between the two beautiful busty UK escorts. Both of them had satisfied looks on their faces, each of them lying with their faces toward me.

Suddenly the 16 hour flight that I had been on was catching up with me and I couldn’t help but close my eyes and drift off to sleep. Last thing I knew I had been treated to a massage, I had pleasured two beautiful women, and I had fallen asleep in their company. When I awoke the next morning I was alone, a little note left from each of the girls thanking me for a great time. I looked around, the notes and two bottles of massage oil being the only evidence that anything had occurred.

I woke up and felt great, my muscles were no longer tight, and during my travels I hadn’t been in the company of a woman, so I felt satisfied sexually as well. I was only sorry that the girls weren’t there when I woke up in the morning, as I like to tip them in cash for their efforts. These two busty UK escorts are a couple of my favourites and there is no doubt in my mind that I will be calling on them again in the future!

I was at a business party enjoying and mingling with friends and acquaintances. It was a lot more entertaining than I thought it would be, as this was the first party I had attended by myself in a great while. My wife of 25 years and I had just divorced and I wasn’t yet accustomed to going to these functions solo. With some prompting from friends, I forced myself to attend the party and was happy when no one really seemed to take notice or make a big deal of the fact that I was there alone.

When I walked in I spotted a woman across the way that was very lovely. She had long brown hair that fell well past her shoulders, she had blue eyes that were so bright they seemed out of place, and she was wearing a beautiful red evening dress. I must have been staring because she turned toward me and looked right at me from where she was standing. Our eyes locked for a moment, she smiled, and then she looked away to continue the conversation that she was having.

All evening as I made my way from conversation to conversation my eyes were always drawn back to her. From every vantage point I would stand and admire her, the way her curves were perfectly proportioned, the way she held her body. She was radiant and I was sure I couldn’t be the only man in the room that had taken notice of her, yet I only saw her locking eyes with me just about every time she looked. I tried to be discreet in my appreciative glances, but somehow she always knew I was looking and would turn to meet my eyes.

Soon after I arrived at the party I noticed that she was attending the party with a business associate of mine. He was a good guy, and I couldn’t help but envy him with this beauty on his arm. They seemed to be having a good time together, yet I still continued to watch her and like the fact that she watched me. Somehow the fact that she was unattainable made her all the more interesting.

After enjoying myself at the party for several hours I felt the need to step away, so I made my way to the loo. I was walking up the staircase and when I was about three quarters of the way up I could hear someone walking behind me and I assumed it was simply another party goer. When I arrived at the door that I knew I needed to enter the figure didn’t stop, so I turned to see who it was, and it was the woman in the red dress. Our eyes met for just a split second, and then we both glanced around. No one else was near so we stole into the loo together. For a moment we just stared at one another and then I pulled her toward me and I kissed her deeply, and she returned with the same amount of passion.

I pulled up her silky red evening dress and was surprised to find that she had no pants on. I was distracted as she suddenly unzipped my trousers, which made me drop her dress that I had pulled up. She dropped to her knees and took me into her mouth. I looked down and watched as her mouth expertly moved up and down on my penis. When I was just about to cum she stopped, wiped off her mouth, and stood up. At this I pulled her hips into me and thrust into her. She gasped quietly and then again when I thrust into her once more.

I turned and leaned her against the door, thrusting in and out of her quickly. She wrapped her legs around me as I thrust in and out of her, and I was turned on by her ability to know just what I wanted. With one final thrust I felt and explosion of pleasure and felt satisfied when she tensed her entire body up and then ran her fingers down the length of my back.

We didn’t move for what seemed like forever, but it was probably just a few seconds. When I finally let go she put her legs down on the floor and our eyes met again and she smiled that same smile she gave me when I walked into the party. ?What are you going to tell Ed” I asked, suddenly realizing that she came with someone. ?I hope you don’t think I was attempting to ruin your relationship!? I suddenly felt a bit of guilt.

She smiled and shook her head, ?No need to feel guilty, I?m and escort.? She said it so matter of fact that I was surprised. I knew there were UK female escorts, but I never thought I would come across one. Apparently I hadn’t just come across any escort, but one of the UK sex escorts that I had heard about in the past. Oddly enough, that was the end of our conversation. She dressed, kissed me lightly on the lips, gave me that same smile, and then walked out of the loo as though nothing at all had happened.

I waited a few moments and then made my way out of the loo as well. I straightened my tie and walked down the stairs and did my best to rejoin the party as if nothing had happened. I spent the rest of the night mingling with friends and business associates, even Ed, who was with the escort. Every time our eyes met she looked at me appreciatively for a split second and then would look away. I never did find out her name, or which of the UK escort agencies she was affiliated with. I did take away some scratches on my back though, and I thought of the escort in the red dress every day until they were healed, and for obvious reasons I still think of her every now and again!

I was getting married and my friends wanted to host a bachelor party in my honor. At first I had told them I didn’t want a party, but as time went on I thought it sounded like a good time. It had been too long since we had all gotten together, so I was actually quite excited about the idea. My fianc? simply requested that there were no strippers at the party and my friends promised that there would not be any strippers. After that agreement the party planning was in full swing and all I knew was that the party would be at my friend Derek’s house.

The night of the party finally arrived and because I didn’t know for sure what was going on I made sure that I looked decent by taking a shower, shaving, and wearing my best pair of jeans and a polo shirt. My fianc? gave me a kiss and out the door I went. I figured we?d probably just hang out, shoot some pool, and drink too much. I really didn’t expect anything grand, but when I pulled onto Derek’s street there were cars as far as I could see. Apparently the guys had called every friend I had ever had from the time I was a child.

I walked up the front porch and friends started pouring out of the house to greet me and wish me luck on my upcoming wedding and marriage. The number of people coming out of the house was impressive; it was obvious that a lot of work had gone into making sure that all of my closest friends were there. I was honored to have all of these people come to a party just for me. I was impressed how many people had showed up. Everyone sort of followed me into the living room and I couldn’t help but notice the beautiful girl sitting on the sofa. I thought it was strange that someone had brought their girlfriend, especially one this beautiful, to a bachelor party that was sure to get crazy with all of the testosterone in the place!

She stood up as Derek appeared through the crowd of people. ?Congratulations, man!? he said with a smile on his face and then motioned to the girl.

I scrunched up my face in confusion and said, ?Huh” unsure of exactly what was going on.

Derek laughed and motioned to the girl, ?This is Naomi.? When I didn’t respond he said, ?This is your gift. She’s an escort.?

I was sort of shocked because I thought that we had an agreement and now poor Naomi was in the middle of an awkward situation. Before I could say anything Derek said, ?Lacie said no strippers, and she’s not a stripper, she’s an escort.? At this I had to laugh and I extended my hand to her, ?Hi, I?m Darryl. It’s good to meet you.? I cleared my throat, ?Don’t think I don’t think you?re beautiful, because you are, I was just surprised.? This was going to be my most interesting experience during my time in London, I was sure of that.

She shook her head, ?No offense taken. I get it all the time.?

I felt better then and it seemed the party really started after our meeting. She laced her arm through mine and though I felt a bit guilty about being so close to another woman just a week before my wedding I had to admit I liked the attention. I mingled with friends for hours and even played pool with Naomi and we were having a good time, better time than I thought I could ever have with an escort.

The party began to die down and a handful of us went and just sat around the pool sharing stories. We had our feet dangling in the water, and Naomi was still beside me, as affectionate as ever. I wasn’t really sure how to respond, so I was affectionate right back, which my buddies were obviously enjoying.

My feet were turning into prunes as I sat with them dangling in the water so I got up and moved to a lounge chair that was beside the pool. Naomi and I were the only ones left around the pool as the others had gone to say goodbye to some of the other guests. As the others left Naomi kissed my hand and then kissed me on the lips. I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol, the setting, or what but I kissed her back, and I kissed her back deeply.

In just a few seconds she had unsnapped my jeans and was unzipping my jeans. Before I realized it she was taking me into her mouth and I gripped the arms of the lounge chair in pleasure. She was moving quickly and was applying the right amount of pleasure in all of the right places. As I moved closer to climaxing I became less and less aware of how wrong the whole situation was and finally I climaxed and groaned in pleasure. I had my eyes closed tightly and I was gripping onto the arms of the lounge chair tighter than I had been earlier.

When I opened my eyes after climaxing she was getting up and straightening her clothes. I started to zip up my jeans and button them just as the guys came back out and joined us around the pool. I was sure that I looked guilty, but no one said anything and no one asked about it. For the remainder of the night Naomi continued to be very affectionate with me, and though it was very wrong I didn’t stop the affection. No one every knew about that night with Naomi, and as far as my friends could tell my wife nothing ever happened, even though they had hired a London escort to befriend me just days before my wedding. To this day my brief encounter with Naomi remains a secret.

I am a busy attorney and because I am dedicated to my work I often have a difficult time keeping relationships going. I have been married twice and each time it seems that I failed the marriage because I was more committed to my law practice than I was to my wife. It’s a fault in my personality, but one that I have come to accept. I have several women that I date casually, but I have vowed to keep it that way. I had just lost a huge court case and was feeling a bit low. I wanted the company of a woman, but I didn’t feel like getting into specifics about the case I had lost with any of the women that I was dating, so I decided to make arrangements to spend some time with an escort.

I had used the same escort service several times, and I decided I would go with Bunnies of London again. They had beautiful women that were warm and friendly so you didn’t feel odd about being with an escort. One girl that I had particularly liked was no longer living in London so I knew I was going to have to find a new escort to hang out with this evening. I browsed their online website until I came upon a picture of a girl that I was very attracted to. In fact, when I saw her I felt myself become quite aroused. Her name was Alice and she was probably the most beautiful escort I had ever been with. I quickly made arrangements for her to meet me at my London flat later that night. I decided I would go out and buy some champagne and strawberries for us to enjoy together.

Before I knew it there was a knock at the door. I had lit candles all around my flat and I had the champagne poured and had purchased two dozen chocolate covered strawberries, everything was set in place so that Alice and I could have a wonderful evening together. I answered the door and she just about took my breath away with her beauty. She had a perfect body and she knew how to accentuate all of the positives about it. Her breasts looked great in the low cut shirt and mini skirt that she had on and I couldn’t help but give a quick once over as she stood in the door way.

She smiled and asked, ?Are you Darren” I nodded and smiled back, ?I sure am. Come on in.?

She put her purse down on the entryway table and she walked in and sort of looked around, taking in her surroundings. We made our way to the living room and I told her she could sit down. She took a seat on the leather sofa and I went and grabbed us each a glass of champagne. I handed her a glass and went back to the kitchen to get the strawberries. When she saw the plate loaded with chocolate covered strawberries she smiled and said, ?Yum.?

I put the plate down and picked up a strawberry and held it out for her to take a bite. She licked her lips, looking at me, and seductively took a bite of the strawberry, and then I took a bite of the same strawberry just as seductively. Her eyes met mine with a sparkle in them and then she took another bite of the strawberry, just as seductively, yet this time I felt myself become aroused. I knew the growing firmness now concealed by my slacks wouldn’t be able to be concealed much longer. Just as I was thinking this to myself Alice looked down and saw the growing arousal and smiled at me.

She leaned forward and put her hand on my penis through my pants and caressed it lightly and now there was an urgent need for me to touch her, kiss her. I leaned forward and kissed her neck and moved down and kissed her breasts. Her hands found their way to the button on my pants and unbuttoned them. Awkwardly we removed my pants and we also removed her panties and skirt. She was on all fours facing the back of the couch just minutes later and I was entering her. Alice would push back and I pushed into her and the sensation was overwhelming, and I was climaxing in minutes. When we were both spent I wished it would have lasted longer, but was satisfied with the experience nonetheless.

After we were finished we both redressed and we enjoyed our strawberries and champagne together. We had sort of done things backward, as we had sex first and got to know one another a little bit afterward. She was very affection and I was glad that I had chosen one of the girls that had owo, cim, as well as gfe listed under her picture. I liked the girls that were adventurous but would also act like they were your girlfriend, so you didn’t think so much about being with an escort, which allowed for the experience to be more fulfilling. We talked a bit about what I did for a living and I also asked her if she enjoyed being an escort, and I was surprised how much she seemed to enjoy her job. I was also surprised when she said she didn’t get physical with all of her clients, I figured every man alive would want to be physical with an escort that was as beautiful as her!

For a few months our first meeting every time I would like the company of a London escort I would call and ask to meet with Alice. She was an expert at what she did, and we always had amazing sex. I was disappointed when I learned that she had moved from London, but that just gave me the chance to get to know some new escorts, all of which were beautiful, too!

In all of the years that I had been enjoying the company of escorts I had never once gone to their place. It simply seemed too personal to visit a woman’s home or place of business, so I always had them come to me, or we would go out and about and enjoying an evening on the town together. One busty UK escort that I enjoyed spending time with by the name of Carla had asked me if I would come to her place if I wanted to enjoy her company. I finally agreed that I would visit her place and I made the reservation to do so. I was a bit nervous as this was out of my comfort zone but decided if she was able to come out and about with me so often that I could certainly visit her at her home.

I arrived at Carla’s flat at the designated time and I knocked on the door with a brass door knocker. I was surprised when the door didn’t open right up, and there simply was no response at all. I knocked a second time, banging the knocker even harder. This time I heard someone come running, and in an instant Carla was standing before me, just a towel wrapped around her body, hair dripping, obviously fresh from the shower. ?Am I early” I asked wondering why in the world she looked this way. ?No, sorry. I was running late and hoping you would do the same so I would have time to shower.? She motioned for me to come in and I did so, looking around the flat, amazed by all of the great art that she had hanging on her walls. She had fine furnishings and I simply never thought that British escorts would live so extravagantly. Of course, I knew she had money I just never assumed that she put it into her home. I was pleasantly surprised.

I continued to look around while she finished cleaning up for our evening. I walked all over, looking in places that I generally wouldn’t look if the homeowner was with me. I pulled open drawers and looked in cabinets, amazed at how normal everything appeared to be. While many men might not be as interested in their UK sex escort after seeing this, it made her even more intriguing to me because I didn’t know how she pulled off such a double life. In her home she seemed like anyone else, but when she was out she seemed like an exotic UK escort. The two lives seemed to contradict one another greatly and I wasn’t sure what to think. Just when I was really starting to wonder who Carla was she exited the bathroom and I remembered why I loved spending time with her. She looked great and she simply exuded confidence and sexuality.

?Do you want anything to drink” she asked. I said I would like a rum and coke and she made me one straight away. She then lead me into the bedroom, which was massive and had a king size bed in the middle of the room. There were what seemed to be a million pillows on the bed and everything was beautifully decorated. When I saw the bed I was overcome with the desire to have her right there on the end of the bed. Just when I thought that I was going to regret coming to her home, I remembered that this was still the UK sex escort that provided me with hours of entertainment and enjoyment in the past.

I led Carla to the bed and when I pulled up the little nightgown that she had on I was turned on by the fact that she did not have on any pants. I propped her up on the end of the bed, face down, and I quickly dropped my jeans and my pants to my knees. I was already erect so I simply entered Carla, thrusting into her deeply at first. She moaned and I pulled back and thrust again and enjoyed the sounds of her moan again. I enjoyed the way her body looked when she was bent over, as her behind was definitely one of her best features. I thrust in and out of her quite hard, making the bed groan every time I pushed into her. Being an expert, Carla would push back every time I entered her, heightening the pleasure that we both received as a result.

After a few moments Carla stood up and she turned around. I was about to ask her what she was doing when she went to her knees and took my erect penis into her mouth. The sensation was amazing after already having been inside of her. She took me deep into her mouth, applying pressure in all of the right places, playing with my balls, and touching my thighs. Her timing was always impeccable and I couldn’t help but be turned on when I looked down at her and her head was bobbing up and down rhythmically as if she had been the creator of the blow job.

Unable to hold back any longer I pulled her head into me and guided it down onto my penis quickly and harder than she had been doing. I felt my hips gently thrusting into her face as I neared orgasm, and just as I began to cum I grabbed fistfuls of her hair and pulled her into me. She swallowed deeply and I moaned loudly as I finished climaxing. When she knew I was done she stood up, wiped off her mouth, and smiled at me knowingly. ?Feel better” she asked playfully. Out of breath I simply nodded and began to redress.

When we were done I sipped the rum and coke that she had made me and continued to look around with astonishment. I was turned on by the fact that she was a self sufficient woman, but it was also an odd experience. Though it wasn’t a bad night, I told Carla I would rather her come to me in the future. It would allow for me to imagine her to be whatever I wanted her to be, and sometimes I got off just on that!