To my surprise he said that he was looking forward to spending some time with me and he would like to keep our date for the same day.
The day of our first one-on-one, I rushed around my place hiding any evidence that might implicate an involvement in the escorting world. I hid the boxes of condoms, dildo, and a huge bottle of lube. The men’s shower gel in the washroom had to go too. I made my bed to look like I actually used it for sleeping, not rolling around in. I stood back in the entrance hallway and swiped my eyes over the rooms. “Well, it might pass for something more than a fuck-pad.” I thought with a sly smile.
At exactly 10:00 in the morning I heard the apartment buzzer go off. I pressed the button and asked who was downstairs. “It’s J”, said a man’s voice on the other end.
“Please let yourself in.” I said and pressed the button that unlocked the heavy metal door outside. A couple minutes later I opened my door to his knock. It was nice to see him again! He walked in and for the first time I put my arms around him and let him hold me close. I looked up at him and he slowly kissed me on the lips.
After he took off his shoes and fall coat, I showed him around the place. He complimented on how cozy and clean it was. We sat down in the living room and started chatting about everything and anything. Conversation flowed smoothly compared to our date at the coffee shop. Then, he finally brought up the allowance.
“I understand the range you gave me the other day, but can you tell me the specific amount?” He asked me.
I looked at him and pronounced the exact figure.
“Okay, that’s no problem.” He responded.
My next sentence was, “I am not sure how you’d like to do this, but perhaps to build the trust between us you could bring a portion of the allowance each time you come over. And once you know that I’m here for you, we can change it to twice or even once a month?”
He responded positively to my suggestion and was shortly on his way. It was a nice and relaxing meeting. A lot shorter than what our trysts would be over time.
Is this happening now or are you writing your history...if so, how long ago? Just wondering.
ReplyDeleteAlso, is the picture of you? If it is then....wow. I am sure you know this but...wow...my kind of girl....I like skinny white girls...
Enjoying your blog.
@ Kenny:
ReplyDeleteAlmost anything I write would be in my history don't you think ;) LOL...Because once I click "Post Comment" it will be in the past.
This story about J is happening as I tell it. At the moment I'm about 4 to 6 weeks behind in the story.
The girl in my avatar is not me. I will just say this, I hope you get a feel for what I look like through this journal. As I tell my stories I'll add descriptors.
Thanks for reading.