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Suppose that she were a gourmet chef who came to your house and cooked for you and that there were no sexual overtones. What Would you do? Wouldn't you ask her for a date? Why not ask this girl if she'd like to go for coffee or a late night meal. Nothing fancy. Don't try to buy her. You might find out, worst case, that she has a husband or boyfriend. If she accepts treat her like an ordinary person but don't push for sex. Let her bring it up. And do not give her any money. That's not what a man does with a potential girlfriend or wife.
Faint heart never won fair lady. Go after her. And again, do not try to buy her.
I don't even want to look at this thread gone wild right now because I don't have enough time to respond beyond this - a few things I can't help but add to what I've said. Obviously I've been thinking about this a lot and am just sort of dumping, I guess. But this is what it's been like for me over the past year.
I know now that I fell in love with her during our second visit, when I first looked deeply into her eyes while I was making love to her. Our eyes had locked before, but not while we were only inches away. And I know people are going to object to the notion of making love, but from my side, that's what I was doing. I looked into her eyes and, I swear to you, in a moment was completely and utterly lost. I've never experienced anything like this before. I swear it was like she could see right into my soul. I have never felt so helpless in all of my life. I have never been so completely consumed in an instant. A moment later she closed her eyes as things got very hot. And for the next several months I was spellbound.
I told her about the effect she had on me but made it sound very matter of fact... like this sort of thing happens all the time with a great escort. What I couldn't tell her is that I could think of nothing else for days afterwards. And I had to be very careful about gazing deep into her eyes thereafter, less she would know. I was always afraid that she would see right through me. So I tried my best to pretend that I just think of her as a very good friend. And I wanted her to know that I care about her, just not how much.
From the start the chemisty between us was obvious. We were both very comfortable with each other immediately. Our visits quickly grew longer and longer and more frequent, and we both seemed to enjoy our time with each other more and more. The hours seemed to fly by. We would spend six or eight hours talking and I would think it was only a two or three until I looked at the clock. And our discussions tended more and more towards intimate and personal details of our lives. I know she had some very bad times and went through a lot of pain. She was never abused but she definitely had a very difficult childhood. She knows about my misery and all of the crap with the ex. And we both seemed comfortable sharing pretty much everything. She would talk about the other clients, while protecting their privacy of course, and I talked a lot about the women that I had seen before. We talked a lot about the business too. It is a fascinating world. Eventually it seemed pretty clear to me that a true friendship was emerging. And that was good enough for me. I was in love with a girl who couldn't possibly love me, but this wasn't a bad alternative. She is incredibly giving and highly driven sexually. And we always seemed unusually compatible sexually, even for an escort and client. I would love her to love me like I love her, but I was still getting almost as much from a relationship as one could ever hope to have. So, I made the most of it. And our friendship continued to blossom, as did our sex life together.
I think this is supposed to be PG or something so I'll keep it light, but we have both discovered a lot about ourselves through each other. I won't even bother to justify my comments other than to say that I see the fire in her eyes. And I've been with plenty of women, in addition to being married for a very long time. With her in control of the reins, so to speak, we explored our sexuality together. Nothing super kinky or anything, but adventurous and fun. And guys, you have to appreciate this one. In all of this time, there is one and only thing that she has ever asked of me beyond paying her what she is due. The only thing she has ever asked of me is that I get her another escort to join us. She too loves young beautiful women. We did this once and she pressuring me again, so maybe for her birthday...
And for Christmas, my gosh. For privacy reasons I don't want to give the details, and it wasn't kinky or dirty, but it was sweet, wildly seductive, intensely personal, and quite simply the most wonderful gift anyone has ever given me. She did something very special and really put herself on the line. She trusted me with her emotions and made herself very vulnerable. And I was moved beyond belief. It was all that I could do to not tear up and completely give myself away.
i always have assumed that this will end, probably sooner than later, and accept that this will happen. But at this point in my life I live for the day. This has given me more joy than I can remember ever having. But at the same time I would love to see her stop doing this and never see me again. For obvious reasons I worry about her well being. I don't want to her hurt. But I can't walk away from what I have either. So it's one day at a time with no expectations. But for the first time ever i can't help but hope that maybe there could be more. Either way you can be sure that I will do my absolute best to protect her and her feelings. The last thing in the world that I would ever want, is to see her hurt.
I know now that I fell in love with her during our second visit, when I first looked deeply into her eyes while I was making love to her. Our eyes had locked before, but not while we were only inches away ... etc., etc.
You are most certainly missing your true calling if you are not, in fact, a budding author of cheesy romances published by Harlequin. This forum actually would be a perfect testing ground for such flowery drivel. Although it's not to my taste, I can certainly see how much of the last post would appeal to patrons of the "regency romance" genre and congratulate you on the improvement in your writing style. Well done!
Oh, I would cut down a bit on the obsessive references to the eyes. A bit of overkill there - "I first looked deeply into her eyes ... I looked into her eyes ... she could see right into my soul ... a moment later she closed her eyes ... I had to be very careful about gazing deep into her eyes ... I was always afraid that she would see right through me ..." and that was just in the first two paragraphs.
And it's pretty neat to bring up that she asked you to bring another escort into the mix - sharing the wealth as it were as I'm sure that costs extra. Oh gosh, how sweet indeed and bound to create a real page-turner. Well done - your professor will be impressed at the improvement once you do a bit of editing!
Getting into a hooker's backdoor is soooo romantic.
HAHAHAHA!!!! Would rep you if I could. Precisely.
I love how he says "at this point in my life, I live for the day". <= yes. You and 5 million other horny men. (5 million is wayyyyyy low by the way) And most are married.
For women who need a serious eye opening to the male pscyhe, watch "Dateline - To Catch a Predator"
Men who simply could not afford the $500 dollar per hour stripper have resorted to meeting teens in chat rooms, and have gone younger and younger as supply and demand dictated. The 22 yr olds realized at some point they could charge for it, so they did. (see RunWild's life) But the younger ones have not yet figured that out, and they would run into some legality issues anyway, so a huge percentage of those men simply go younger and younger to find ones that don't charge.
According to the Dateline Producers....the number of men they have encountered willing to try a teen if they can get away with it is horrifically scarey. And most are married. Which probably includes that guy you will be laying next to tonight.
And yes, the guys who visit the strip club would sleep with the stripper in a heartbeat if she were willing. Anyone who says otherwise is kidding herself.
I don't even want to look at this thread gone wild right now because I don't have enough time to respond beyond this - a few things I can't help but add to what I've said. Obviously I've been thinking about this a lot and am just sort of dumping, I guess. But this is what it's been like for me over the past year.
I know now that I fell in love with her during our second visit, when I first looked deeply into her eyes while I was making love to her. Our eyes had locked before, but not while we were only inches away. And I know people are going to object to the notion of making love, but from my side, that's what I was doing. I looked into her eyes and, I swear to you, in a moment was completely and utterly lost. I've never experienced anything like this before. I swear it was like she could see right into my soul. I have never felt so helpless in all of my life. I have never been so completely consumed in an instant. A moment later she closed her eyes as things got very hot. And for the next several months I was spellbound.
I told her about the effect she had on me but made it sound very matter of fact... like this sort of thing happens all the time with a great escort. What I couldn't tell her is that I could think of nothing else for days afterwards. And I had to be very careful about gazing deep into her eyes thereafter, less she would know. I was always afraid that she would see right through me. So I tried my best to pretend that I just think of her as a very good friend. And I wanted her to know that I care about her, just not how much.
From the start the chemisty between us was obvious. We were both very comfortable with each other immediately. Our visits quickly grew longer and longer and more frequent, and we both seemed to enjoy our time with each other more and more. The hours seemed to fly by. We would spend six or eight hours talking and I would think it was only a two or three until I looked at the clock. And our discussions tended more and more towards intimate and personal details of our lives. I know she had some very bad times and went through a lot of pain. She was never abused but she definitely had a very difficult childhood. She knows about my misery and all of the crap with the ex. And we both seemed comfortable sharing pretty much everything. She would talk about the other clients, while protecting their privacy of course, and I talked a lot about the women that I had seen before. We talked a lot about the business too. It is a fascinating world. Eventually it seemed pretty clear to me that a true friendship was emerging. And that was good enough for me. I was in love with a girl who couldn't possibly love me, but this wasn't a bad alternative. She is incredibly giving and highly driven sexually. And we always seemed unusually compatible sexually, even for an escort and client. I would love her to love me like I love her, but I was still getting almost as much from a relationship as one could ever hope to have. So, I made the most of it. And our friendship continued to blossom, as did our sex life together.
I think this is supposed to be PG or something so I'll keep it light, but we have both discovered a lot about ourselves through each other. I won't even bother to justify my comments other than to say that I see the fire in her eyes. And I've been with plenty of women, in addition to being married for a very long time. With her in control of the reins, so to speak, we explored our sexuality together. Nothing super kinky or anything, but adventurous and fun. And guys, you have to appreciate this one. In all of this time, there is one and only thing that she has ever asked of me beyond paying her what she is due. The only thing she has ever asked of me is that I get her another escort to join us. She too loves young beautiful women. We did this once and she pressuring me again, so maybe for her birthday...
And for Christmas, my gosh. For privacy reasons I don't want to give the details, and it wasn't kinky or dirty, but it was sweet, wildly seductive, intensely personal, and quite simply the most wonderful gift anyone has ever given me. She did something very special and really put herself on the line. She trusted me with her emotions and made herself very vulnerable. And I was moved beyond belief. It was all that I could do to not tear up and completely give myself away.
i always have assumed that this will end, probably sooner than later, and accept that this will happen. But at this point in my life I live for the day. This has given me more joy than I can remember ever having. But at the same time I would love to see her stop doing this and never see me again. For obvious reasons I worry about her well being. I don't want to her hurt. But I can't walk away from what I have either. So it's one day at a time with no expectations. But for the first time ever i can't help but hope that maybe there could be more. Either way you can be sure that I will do my absolute best to protect her and her feelings. The last thing in the world that I would ever want, is to see her hurt.
If the OP wants to pay for it - that's fine, nobody is stopping him. But I find it humorous that the other men who also pay for it just assume that ALL men pay for it. Yeah, we believe you.
I've been a psychic consultant for over twenty years. I've gotten calls from men like you and it can work. I'm talking about marriage. I've also gotten calls from escorts who were in love with their clients but none of those ever worked. I've had a plethora of calls from young women in love with older men who were dealing with 30-50 year age differences.
Faint heart never won fair lady. Go after her. And again, do not try to buy her.
I'm not a believer in psychics in the pure sense, even though I think many people are better at reading Human nature, relationships and outcomes than your average person.
"I've had a plethora of calls from young women in love with older men who were dealing with 30-50 year age differences."
To your knowledge did any of those work out? Personally, I have a couple of May/December relationships in my family work out. Men dieing earlier than women would probably preclude me from pursuing a much younger women.
"And again, do not try to buy her"
Wealth can create a stable environment that for whatever reason people try to discount. If it didn't we wouldn't see so many wealthy men and some women with very attractive spouses.
"Faint heart never won fair lady."
Absolutey! People that get things in life don't give up and are extremely persistant.
I'm divorced and was just having fun. After seeing a dozen or so high-priced escorts, I ran into one that just blew me away. It felt like love at first sight. Within our first few moments in bed together, she snuggled up to me and it felt as if she'd been there forever. I've been seeing her for almost a year and it just keeps getting better and better. The sex went from okay to amazing. We usually spend a couple of days and nights together and I am always incredibly sad when it is time to leave. I'm 50 and she's 22. This is crazy impossible so I kept my feelings to myself. At best to let on is just setting myself up for a big fall. She knows I care about her but I never let on how much until last week. We were eating when I think I let it slip but I'm not really sure what I said. I meant to say something like I care about you and feel closer every time we see each other. But I think I said I'm falling in love. So I tried to cover my tracks and minimize what I had said, and told her not to worry about my head trips, that she's just so beautiful that it's easy to get carried away sometimes. But she said that she cares about me as well; that she finds this confusing, and then she attacked me and we had the best sex that I've had since I was in my twenties. And in her email the next day, she called me "my love". And she has never been one to hype the lovey stuff. That too was a first. I am her favorite and her best client but she has no reason to lie. She knows I'm not going away. She had me completely hooked long ago.
So I have to assume that she could be working me, but that really isn't her style. Another guy fell in love with her some time back and she refused to see him anymore. But with me she seems to be reciprocating. And she knows I will continue to see her whether she pretends to love me or not. So I don't know what to think. It was almost easier when I thought there was no chance. Now I'm not sure.
The worst of it is that she has affected me deeply in ways that no women ever has before, including all previous girlfriends and my ex wife.
I am so screwed! But I'll take whatever I can get. I am so pathetic!
She is playing you. She read you from the jump and knew that she could string you out for the long haul. When the checks stop coming. So will you.
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