Escort Experience Story / Escort Boyfriend
shailynn
They never tell you what you need to know.
I thought I would share a story, as I stayed in the hotel the same hotel as the one in this story last week and it made me reminisce.
Jump back approximately 10 or so years ago and I was still in my 20s. I was traveling for work passing through a large midwest city, supposed to be returning home on a Friday. My wife was out of town for the weekend so I was in no rush to get home. Sexually frustrated I looked on Eros and found a really hot traveling escort. Decided to contact her and after some light screening I was set up for an appointment, she happened to be staying at one of my favorite hotels in this city so I booked a room there too. I didn't arrive into town until a little after 7PM, checked in, got cleaned up just in time for my 8PM appointment that night. I call her and she gives me the room number... and it's right down the freaking hall! What are the odds when this hotel has 300+ rooms, 4 wings which have something like 7 floors.
I walk down the hall (I had told her I was staying there too) and we chatted for a good while since I was the last appointment of the day (I really didn't need to know that, thanks for reminding me there were others before me). She was the type of girl a lot of guys here would go nuts over. She had worked at the Bunny Ranch, early 20s about 5'1" with huge natural boobs, too huge, if she's 34 today and has had anymore kids (she had at least 1 then) then they probably hang to her knees now but back then they were amazing. She was beautiful, brunette with blue eyes, no tattoos, very clean and pleasant, but the session was like most escort sessions, mechanical, no kissing allowed, although just about everything else on the menu was, except for anal which I wasn't into anyway.
After the session we chatted some more, I think she was just happy to talk to someone close to her age, it was interesting to hear a traveling escorts views on life, and how distorted hers were, which probably wasn't much different than any 24 year old girls views. Anyway the point of this post is what I saw the next morning. I slept in, not being in a rush to get home and as I get into the elevator, she comes in behind me with what I would assume was her boyfriend/husband. She was dressed in jean shorts, a t-shirt and flip flops which made her look like a teenager. She looked so young in the face if it weren't for the huge boobs she could get away with being 13. What a different from the night before. On the ride home that day I keep thinking to myself, "fuck I hope she really was at least 18, surely she has to be." Her boyfriend was a little wannabe thug with neck tattoos, sagging jeans and he was an imposing 5'4" with a little mustache. Exiting the elevator we all walk to the parking lot and I ended up parking near them as well. They were driving a brand new BMW 750il all pimped out with huge chrome wheels. Yeah, way to not stand out when traveling the country hooking.
You gotta do what you gotta do, but being that guy, how can you live with your girlfriend/wife as she bangs guys all day in one bed, then you sleep in the other bed in the room at night? Plus if that's your baby's mommy? Oiy!!!!!
Added bonus, she was bragging how she just bought a new BMW in our session and how it had TVs in the back with a video game system, now you know where he spent his days when she had appointments - see we are all right about strippers/escorts boyfriends!!!!
Jump back approximately 10 or so years ago and I was still in my 20s. I was traveling for work passing through a large midwest city, supposed to be returning home on a Friday. My wife was out of town for the weekend so I was in no rush to get home. Sexually frustrated I looked on Eros and found a really hot traveling escort. Decided to contact her and after some light screening I was set up for an appointment, she happened to be staying at one of my favorite hotels in this city so I booked a room there too. I didn't arrive into town until a little after 7PM, checked in, got cleaned up just in time for my 8PM appointment that night. I call her and she gives me the room number... and it's right down the freaking hall! What are the odds when this hotel has 300+ rooms, 4 wings which have something like 7 floors.
I walk down the hall (I had told her I was staying there too) and we chatted for a good while since I was the last appointment of the day (I really didn't need to know that, thanks for reminding me there were others before me). She was the type of girl a lot of guys here would go nuts over. She had worked at the Bunny Ranch, early 20s about 5'1" with huge natural boobs, too huge, if she's 34 today and has had anymore kids (she had at least 1 then) then they probably hang to her knees now but back then they were amazing. She was beautiful, brunette with blue eyes, no tattoos, very clean and pleasant, but the session was like most escort sessions, mechanical, no kissing allowed, although just about everything else on the menu was, except for anal which I wasn't into anyway.
After the session we chatted some more, I think she was just happy to talk to someone close to her age, it was interesting to hear a traveling escorts views on life, and how distorted hers were, which probably wasn't much different than any 24 year old girls views. Anyway the point of this post is what I saw the next morning. I slept in, not being in a rush to get home and as I get into the elevator, she comes in behind me with what I would assume was her boyfriend/husband. She was dressed in jean shorts, a t-shirt and flip flops which made her look like a teenager. She looked so young in the face if it weren't for the huge boobs she could get away with being 13. What a different from the night before. On the ride home that day I keep thinking to myself, "fuck I hope she really was at least 18, surely she has to be." Her boyfriend was a little wannabe thug with neck tattoos, sagging jeans and he was an imposing 5'4" with a little mustache. Exiting the elevator we all walk to the parking lot and I ended up parking near them as well. They were driving a brand new BMW 750il all pimped out with huge chrome wheels. Yeah, way to not stand out when traveling the country hooking.
You gotta do what you gotta do, but being that guy, how can you live with your girlfriend/wife as she bangs guys all day in one bed, then you sleep in the other bed in the room at night? Plus if that's your baby's mommy? Oiy!!!!!
Added bonus, she was bragging how she just bought a new BMW in our session and how it had TVs in the back with a video game system, now you know where he spent his days when she had appointments - see we are all right about strippers/escorts boyfriends!!!!
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Stories like this are why I have no illusions or fantasies about being in a relationship with a stripper or escort.
I spent a fair amount of years as a single road warrior and I got to know a couple of girls well enough that we hung out together off the clock, either when they were between guys or whenever they wanted to get away from their routine.
The ones I knew were college educated, hell the one was a classic trained pianist, and were very much the girl next door types. They could have had any number of decent guys and no one would have ever known or believed they were sex workers.
I never understood it--not how the guy could handle it and not why the girls made the choices they did for boyfriends.
She's never had a pimp as far as I know....she has 3 small tats that you only see when she's naked. She looks like a suburban mother; in fact my current pic here is her. I don't think a short wanna be thug is her type anyway.
The answer is pretty simple. These girls are doing the best they can. Although they may have youth and beauty and in some cases brains too, their lifestyle is one that most guys can't deal with. An average guy doesn't want to deal or can't deal with a girlfriend or wife who is providing "ejaculatory services" up to and including fucking to other guys for a living, not to mention all the other deal breakers like addiction to hard drugs, bi-polar behavior, etc. etc. I once knew a girl in las vegas, blonde hair, blue eyes, c-cup breasts, her looks alone should have gotten her any guy she wanted. instead her boyfriend sold drugs and couldn't hold down a normal job to save his life. the way she explained it to me was that in her world, guys became drug dealers, girls became prostitutes, she literally didn't know anything else. we were friends for a brief while, but then she pushed me away because we just couldn't understand one another
Actually, one of the downsides of being on strippers' Facebook pages, is that I've seen this a few times. A stripper in her stripper makeup and under stripper lights looks into her 20s, and then on her Facebook page she looks like she's in highschool. Not a turn-on.
The other thing here, of course, is that rightly or wrongly, strippers are at the bottom of the social ladder. Most well-adjusted successful men are not going to put up with a stripper as anything but a side thing. Which translates to: despite her looks, her options are often shockingly limited... which is why it's notable when a stripper does marry her way out of it, as opposed to just finding a sugar daddy
Do you think it would be easier to deal if she just provided front room GFE/makeout sessions?
Yeah talking to strippers I often don't think "how would she do at the country club pool hanging with the soccer moms over the summer? I'm by sure how they'd feel about her wearing a thong bikini and her tramp stamp."