After I was finished with my accounting degree, I really thought that I was set for life.
I had a great prospect job in the city, an amazing girlfriend and no where to go but up. This is why it was so infuriating to experience that something ‘missing’ or to even begin to explain it to my friends and family. I went through the motions of life for the next 2 years being successful, but oddly passive and irritable at a lot of things.
The idea of escorting was brought up through a buddy of mine (we’ll name him Chris) on our annual beer-filled weekend getaways. Chris was going through a rough patch -breaking up with his girlfriend of 6 years as well as being financially tight- and happen to stumble upon an ad online promoting male escorts; to which my other friends and I teased him about. It was definitely the drinks doing most of the work, but before I knew it, Chris and I had our phones out and were messing around the site. We even went to the extent of daring each other to enroll on it as an escort, and before I knew it, we each had sub-par profiles of our own.
I expected to go to bed that night and wake up to delete the profile first thing in the morning, so imagine my surprise when I received a new message from Kat66 –asking just how much I’d be comfortable charging per hour. I froze immediately, unsure what to do. Slapping a rate of $200/hour, I decided to humor the woman. We exchanged numbers pretty quick and started calling one another on a regular basis. There was a huge part of me that felt guilty for what I was doing behind my girlfriend’s back –but we were on rocky waters anyway, or so I tried to convince myself. I knew it was wrong pulling up to Kat’s driveway, knew it was terrible when I was seated skin-to-skin with her on the couch as we watched the latest episode of Black Mirror. But I was too far in.
We ended up making out barely 20 minutes through the episode, and before I knew it, were both two naked, sweaty bodies who couldn’t get enough of the other. Kat was an amazing lover and an equally as gorgeous woman, so it confused me as to why she would’ve needed to pay someone to do what anyone would have done for free.
Then it struck me. There is both an exhilaration and comfort knowing that the person that you’re with is focused solely on bring you pleasure. There is no need to compromise your sexual pleasure for the sake of someone else’s feelings, an ability to instruct the person to the ways of pleasuring you –instead of being so focused on other things like “Is he going to call me back?” or “I wonder if I should fake it?” because therein lies the beauty of escorting. Simple, uncomplicated and wildly fun.
I broke up with my girlfriend the next week. She took it better than expected -the man she was posting pictures of on her Facebook a month after might have been a factor-, and I immediately started being active on the escort site. I’ve been in the business for close to 8 months now and have never regretted a second. For me, it was the beautiful simplicity of a physical transaction and how it’s free from other unnecessary worries of the dating world. It’s definitely an obligation and not easy in the slightest –but if properly managed can stand to mean a lucrative and exciting lifestyle for all those involved. My advice for those thinking about venturing into the world of escorting is that once you have the right mindset, discipline and thirst for adventure; nothing can hold you back from making it big!
xoxo,
James R.