A Great Success

I could tell how well last night went. I'm at a really great stage in my life/career at the moment because I only need to see a handful of clients now, and they're usually regulars (or at least have met me before). That eliminates any risk of me not being their type - I know that these men want me and I know what they want.

I know I've blown my own trumpet a few times about my blowing skills, but I think I exceeded my own expectations last night! I hope he doesn't mind me using direct quotes, but a few words thrown about were "incredible", "perfect" and "wow (x3)". This was all after the initial few minutes of speechlessness! I can't get enough of it, delicious.

This man also found my weak spot, which I would never disclose willingly. If a man kisses me here, I'm completely at his mercy and would probably agree to anything - it's ridiculous! As I don't meet with my blog readers I suppose it's safe to tell you: the area at the back of my neck at top of my shoulders. Having it kissed, licked, blown on... it turns me to jelly! He must've been able to tell the effect it had on me, I can act but I can't stop my body from responding. It was heaven.

Excited about the weekend, I have a couple of parties in town. Maybe you'll see me, but you'll never know!

Enjoy,

Brooke x

Butterflies (again)!

This is fantastic. For the first time in quite a while, I woke up feeling genuinely excited about life. There's so much opportunity, and I have so much going for me. I know I'm usually an optimist anyway, but I really appreciate how lucky I am! It's actually giving me butterflies in my stomach.

I saw Mr K yesterday, my last appointment before I take a week off to pamper myself and rest up. I had that fire starting to reignite in my eyes, and handily it's very effective at making your loins burn. A regular hotel meet, glass of wine and polite chat (take note boys - Chardonnay is not my favourite; I prefer a good Sauvignon Blanc). The sex was nothing exceptional, but I thoroughly enjoyed it because I could feel the excitement about life slowly seeping back into my veins. That in itself is nearly as good as an orgasm.

I revelled in my own talent for blow jobs, hearing him gasp "Oh my fucking God" as my hand and mouth worked together. I teased him for a while, running my tongue along his shaft and around the tip before taking the length of him into my wet mouth. I love it.

Get excited about life; I highly recommend it.

Brooke x