So far we have shared with you several hot stories, told to us call girls that we talked to them...
Today's story is a little different!!
It shows how many different things a person can need. It shows at how many different levels a single company can really escort to offer its customer. It's of course sex, sex toys and so on. But that's not all.
There are people who miss the company, there are people who miss the beautiful presence, there are people who miss the conversation, the hug or whatever. The needs are different and of course one escort, does not exist only to sexually cover her clients.
This is the story of Maria, Maria is a 27-year-old Greek girl, escort..
Alexis was one of my favourite clients... Not because there was no sex, after all I enjoy sex. A lot!!! He was a favorite because he was a very sweet man, smart, calm, pleasant in his own way and most of all ..painful! I've always taken pleasure in helping those around me, I've always enjoyed seeing people happy and content and knowing that I've had a hand in making that happen.
He had called the office and asked for me because, as he said, something clicked with him about me in the pictures he saw and he thought I would be what he was looking for. He informed me that if I just arrived and gave him the same impression in person, he would like to keep me all night. And so it eventually happened..
The first time I entered the hotel room, I was greeted with great pleasure... He informed me that he would like me to stay the whole night. He took my bottle and asked me if I wanted a drink. He already had his drink. I agreed, since I already knew that I would stay the whole night with him. He poured me a drink and asked me to sit in the lounge.
We spent over an hour and a half talking. He explained that he is a driver and travels a lot. That he is divorced and that he doesn't want to find a woman for his own reasons. He then explained to me that what he misses most of all is company, cuddles and the feeling of a naked body next to him when he sleeps.
He asked me if he could undress me. He seemed generally buttoned up and hesitant. I made him as comfortable as I could. I sat at his feet and gave him a kiss while I stroked his hair. He seemed to enjoy it a lot more than I expected. It was like something clicked for him.
He gently lifted me up and slowly removed my dress. I stood in front of him in my underwear and pumps, which he also took off by himself. He traced my body and gently caressed me everywhere, from head to toe. She told me how beautiful she finds the chest my back and my back and my person me. He pointed out that everything else is beautiful, but the above simply caught his eye and made him feel something.
He asked me if I would like to take a bath with him and I said yes. He filled the hot tub and we both got in with our drinks a little later. He started stroking my chest and my back and kissing me. Not rabidly, not intensely, slowly and again a little hesitantly. I told him to relax and began to gently stroke him all over too. He relaxed easily which made me happy.
We continued to talk and caress each other in the hot tub for quite some time. It was a pleasant time with him.
We went out, had a cigarette and went to bed. When we lay down he started to explore my body again and brought his face close to my chest. He started stroking it and licking it gently. His every touch was soft and gentle! He continued on my belly and then dove between my legs. There something changed in him, he started licking me with fury, with passion. He loved what he did and looked like. Suddenly the hesitation and inhibitions were gone and she let go. He made me cum and then came and lay down next to me.
I told him that it was my turn now and I walked dizzily towards him. He smiled and nodded his head affirmatively, which he settled into a pillow. I began to slowly play with his penis and barely touched him with my tongue to start. Then I made it a little more intense, but not too much. Since by now I had figured out how he didn't want anything rough. He missed the contact, so very, very much. I kept going until he came.
I lay down next to him and asked him if he had relaxed enough. He said yes and I asked him if he would like to take it a step further. She explained that she can't have sex easily and that it's not what she's asking for. But he thanked me for being so eager to please him. He told me that all he wanted was for him to lie down next to me and we could sleep after we both took a shower.
When we got back to bed, he asked me if I was comfortable sleeping on my back and I said yes. He started to stroke me gently on my belly and told me how much he liked my skin and my smell.A little bit of drinking, a little bit of games, I was relaxed too.
Soon after he stopped petting me and just stuck to me. Close contact, human, beautiful. That's what she needed.
I had set an alarm at 7 to leave, but he beat me to it. He woke me up a little earlier himself. He started kissing my belly gently and when I opened my eyes, he told me it was the best sleep he had had in a long time. He explained that he was leaving for work and would be back next week. He thanked me for the night, said I made him feel comfortable and beautiful and told me that I look beautiful when I sleep. I smiled and thanked him for the evening as well and told him it was my pleasure to thank him.
To my surprise, he had already had coffee... The night before, during our conversation, he had asked me what kind of coffee I was drinking and finally made the best use of the information. I took a few sips, took a shower and got dressed. He said he'd be happy to see me again next week and I left.
And so it was, the following week and several times from then on I saw him every time he came. We never had sex in the three years I saw him. I never asked why, I never pressed him, and he never discussed it on his own. It was his idiosyncrasy and it was respected. Besides, who says the only way to please someone is through sex?
I found out on one of our last dates that she was getting married. That he met someone on a trip and that he can finally move forward. He thanked me profusely for reminding him what intimacy is like and for getting him to overcome many of his complexes and freak-outs. I felt very good about that, as I was glad that a man had found his way.
