My Budh Vihar Escorts Service turned up at my hotel room. I’d chosen one that looked as much like my fantasy nurse as I could find. In my adult mind, she looked close enough and as she was so pretty and sexy, it was easy to let my guard down. She was very sweet as well. She sat down on the sofa in the room and suggested we talk through everything before we started. Even though I’d spoken to the therapist about this, it was the first time I’d ever told a woman, much less a woman who was going to help me make it real. I took a deep breath and I think I even shed a tear as I told her the whole story. When I was finished blurting it all out, she smiled warmly, reached over and gave me a huge hug. Then she took my face in both hands and spoke to me like a child. She said ‘OK sweetie, I want you to get all naked so I can give you a bath. I’m going to get ready and you go sit in the bathroom and wait for me.’
As she moved down my body and reached my privates, she looked at me and softly asked if I wanted her to go ‘all the way’. I shook my head. I was going to stick to my guns on this. I did have a raging hard on, but this whole thing wasn’t really about sex and I realised that in the moment. It was the tenderness and the intimacy that felt so amazing. I didn’t even have the urge to get off. There I was, feeling humiliated after my no show. The app thing is getting a bit dreary now. Sitting at home, shopping for strangers without a clue whether or not they are real, catfish or just areoles. A few lines of chat and then the uncomfortable wait to meet them in reality. I much preferred the meeting someone, having some chemistry, getting to know them and then, finally going on a date. This is always so awkward.
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I’m a good boyfriend, or so was told by my two serious girlfriends. The only reason they didn’t stay with me was because I didn’t have enough time for them, and that situation hasn’t improved much in the last couple of years. I do have a few mates and they try to fix me up or suggest that I get a job closer to home, but neither of those options appeal to me right now. I love where I work and, when my mum finally does have to go into a home or dies, I’ll probably up and move closer to it. The only reason I stay where I am is to stay close to her. She’s always lived in Delhi and she wouldn’t cope anywhere else. I shouldn’t have bothered with the app and just took her out instead.
The other problem is expectations. A couple of the dates I’ve been on have ended up in bed and both were seriously disappointing. The first one was just a drunk tumble and an embarrassed hangover in the morning. The second one cried afterwards and then told me she was cheating on her boyfriend. After that, I swore not to sleep with any of the dates on the first meeting. I’m glad I made that decision because none of the first dates resulted in second ones. I’m no prude. I enjoy shagging around as much as the next guy, but one night stands end up in some sort of drama for more often than not and I just don’t have time for that.
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