How I choose . . .
I see somewhere on the forum somebody talks about how to chose an escort from a profile, When I choose a escort its usually for a "favorite", or because of the physical appearance of the escort in question; sometimes I prefer a blonde, sometimes a brunette, some other times I like a slim girl in her early 20s, and sometimes a curvy mature escort in her 40s. It all really depends on what I want to do and if the escort ticks all the boxes for that activity.
Let me give an example on my most recent visit to an escort- it all began because of something that happened in my work, we had a new female manager come down to us from the central office, she had just joined the company and was keen to impress the senior management by whatever means possible- which meant coming down to us blue collar workers to treat us like shit, while licking her own managers arses, and doing a lot of rude shouting and threatening to sack people in our place, if things "didnt improve immediately".
Now lets call her "Wendy"- not her real name but used to identify her in this "Dick Spunk's Tale of the Unexpected".
Now Wendys behavior really pissed me, in a frustrating way, I had seen these things all before by other "seagull" managers (ie they fly in, do a lot of squarking and shitting on things, then fly off away again).
My reaction to this- it was time to see an escort!
But in a strange way- not for fully sexual reasons- more for frustration reasons. So I sough out a escort that looked like Wendy in appearance- mid 20s, plain face, long fair hair.
I contacted the escort I told her I wanted roleplay- she was happy to take my request, we agreed and I set off to her apartment after I finished work.
In the escorts apartment I explained to her what I wanted her to do, she thought the whole thing funny and agreed to perform in my roleplay.
And so it was I emerged from the shower totally naked, my semi erect cock wobbling as I walked, the escort was sitting on the side of the bed dressed in just knickers, and then we began- she pretended she was Wendy!
She tied her hair just as Wendy had hers, and for the next 15 odd minutes we argued(!) about the job, all the time me wanking my cock just inches from her face, sometimes I would make the odd thrust of my cock into her face (to unload pre cum), but mostly I just handjobed myself, evenually I exploded my jizz into "Wendys" face!- telling her to "take that and enjoy it!, several times!
And I left that apartment feeling much much better about this day in work!
A couple of days later the real Wendy appeared in our place complaining to and threatening all the staff again, but as she went on I just contracted my penis muscles in my pants , feeling delight as I remembered all the wanking and cumming I had had on "Wendys" face!
Last edited by Dick Spunk; 08-04-09 at 14:58.
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