My first encounter was with a forty three year old married man who was in my town for a a couple of days, he had contacted me about a week prior offering £100 for an hours meeting, In his proposal, he had also said that he would give me £1000/monthly for regular longer meetings and outings if I wanted that, the promise of a monthly wage made it even more appealing and I said yes instantly and the date was on.
That day of the meeting, he gave me the address of the hotel room he had booked and he also instructed me on what to put on. When I arrived, he was waiting for me at the bar, I was unbelievably anxious but he was pretty reassuring and was not too bad looking either, he was a lot more tanned than you would generally see this far north where I live so it wasn’t too uncomfortable. He bought me a drink and we sat talking for a little while. I was sure everyone knew what I was there for and I was terrified of anybody that new me calling me by name.
Eventually he suggested we went up to his room which was quieter, I gave the meekest "okay" that has ever gone through my lips and we went up to the room, here I at long last felt a great relief not having people looking at us…
We lay on his bed and chatted a bit more before he suddenly kissed me, we kissed for a while till he pulled back and said "I like the way you do that, let‘s take off your dress and see what else you do amazingly." at that point I got undressed and gave him a blowjob.
I was not actually expecting him to finish at that point but he did, he then lay back on the bed and indicated I join him, we snuggled and talked for a bit and then he said to me that he thought I was good company and sweet and "way too good at that" and that he did not want to see me again just in case he formed an emotional relationship, he just needed sex and did not want to mess things up with his wife. I accepted his argument about his wife and we went on talking some more.
Eventually, after I had been with him for 2hrs, I begun getting dressed and was waiting for him to give me the money but he was not making any moves in that direction so I sat and talked a little bit longer, I then gathered up the guts and reminded him that we had agreed on £100 for the meeting and I had already stayed over the agreed one hour, he acted surprised then he made a show finding his wallet then counted out each note dropping it on the bed as he did. When he was done counting my £100, I took it and walked out, not accepting his offer to call me a cab. I felt rather gross for a few days but my later bookings after that were better….

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