A Description of my Lingerie

Not a lot has happened today, so I thought I'd tell you in detail about the lingerie I've just put on for my date later.

I'm wearing a matching two-piece in turquoise satin; the bra has black lace running from the middle ribbon bow, continuing onto the straps over my shoulders. It gives me a tempting cleavage, pushing my breasts together ever so slightly. The bottom half is not panties, nor french knickers, nor a thong; in fact, I'm bare naked down there. The matching piece is actually a suspender belt in the same turquoise satin and black lace. The suspenders clip onto the lace tops of my sheer black stockings, resting flat against my smooth thighs.

On my feet are one of my favourite pairs of heels: black patent Christian Louboutins. They're classic, sexy and go with everything. Even better, they're comfortable enough to keep on as you bend me over a desk and take me from behind. Bonus.

I hope you have a good mental picture...

Brooke x

Shopping Spree?

I've been quite good this month; no new lingerie, no new shoes. I'm quite overdue a good pampering session too; methinks it might be a good time to splash out on myself? It is a Friday, after all...

I'll let you know how my date goes this weekend - hopefully it's as hot as I'm hoping it'll be!

Brooke x

Lingerie Fiend

This week has gone fast. It seems like only yesterday I was bathing in the sun... judging by the list of errands I haven't got round to completing this week, I may as well have been!

Wednesday night was quite fun, but I wasn't left as satisfied as I had hoped I'd be. Having felt particularly horny for the couple of days leading up to my booking, he must have sensed how much I wanted it. Unfortunately this got him a bit too excited. He was rock hard within seconds of me walking into the room in my black high heels; we didn't bother with any small talk - I just sat him down as I stripped off in front of him. I was planning to put one foot up on the chair and touch myself in front of him, before lowering myself onto him when I was nice and wet. He had other ideas though, and stood up to rub himself against the lace top of my stockings. I felt his body tense and his breath catch, then felt the warm spray of his cum across my thigh. I had probably been there about 5 minutes by this point. Luckily, although he was embarrassed, he didn't get cagey and ask me to leave; I managed to put him at ease and poured us a drink.

We chatted for an hour or so, and I had a couple more glasses of wine than I should have (nothing new there). With both of us fuelled by the alcohol, we decided to have another go. He ran his hands across my body, fascinated by every inch of lace and every strip of elastic. He climbed on top of me, but I could tell that he was concentrating on not coming too soon. He didn't allow himself to get lost in it, and kept his rhythm steady. It was pleasant, but no fireworks.

My client may not have satisfied all my urges this week, but I have ordered a new toy to play with... I'll try it out at the weekend and let you know how it feels!

Brooke x

Dress Up

Tomorrow night I will be playing dress up. The client I'm meeting has a fetish for kinky underwear; nothing too extreme - a peephole bra, crotchless panties, fishnet stockings and killer heels will get him going. He loves the feel of silk on his skin too - I'm going to pack an extra pair of knickers in case he wants to join in and look pretty.

I can completely understand why men go so crazy for lingerie fabrics. I remember one client pressing me against the wall in a silk set, while he rubbed his bare hard on over the smooth material covering my arse. It felt really hot actually... just the thinnest slip between his cock and me. Underwear or not, I like a man to slide himself between my legs from behind, pressed up against my pussy but not entering me. It's such a tease for both of us, and never fails to get me worked up. Feeling my wetness slide across the length, it's only a matter of time before we both give in and I tilt my hips to let him thrust into me, pressing my arse back into his hips.

Phew, sorry - I got a little bit lost in the moment there! Hopefully tomorrow night will live up to my fantasies.

Brooke x

Already?!

Wow, the weekend came round quickly this week. My body clock is hugely confused after too many late nights and lie-ins over Christmas, and lately I've had no idea what day of the week it is - none of that matters outside London! Now I'm back to real life, I'd better get with the programme...

Friday night means drinks at a swanky bar with one of my regulars. Miraculously I've managed to avoid any festive weight gain, so I think I'll be daring and pour myself into a black skintight number. Santa bought me some new satin lingerie (the old perv) so that will do nicely; all that's left is to keep the rain of my hair!

I'm finally starting to feel energetic, and pretty horny. Should be a good date...

Have a great weekend,

Brooke x

Christmas Shopping Fail

Although I'm still feeling pretty rough, I managed to make it into Knightsbridge to do a bit of Christmas shopping now. I haven't got too many more to buy, but the epic fail was spending twice as much on myself as I did on presents... oops! I couldn't help it, that lingerie was calling to me!

I know I haven't been able to tell you about any racy rendezvous' lately, but I'm hoping to fit in a couple more clients before Christmas. And I promise I'll share every dirty secret with you.

Be good,

Brooke x

Preparing Myself

The shopping was a success. By the time I'd finished, the sun was shining brightly, and the combination of that and some gorgeous purchases made me feel much better. Call me superficial, but I didn't have any solid reasons for being down so that could be seen as equally shallow!

Tonight is date night, and for this gentleman I'm required to be flawless. My skin must be smooth and bronzed, not a hair out of place and some quite specific lingerie requirements. I must remember to stand up straight, enunciate all of my words correctly and be his perfect woman. It sounds stressful, but I love things like this - it's the best kind of challenge! I've met him a couple of times before so I know that I please him; surely each time we meet will get better and better.

He likes to take me out and show me off, so I think I'll go with a bright red slinky dress - something like that always draws attention. Shoulders back, head high, and go!

Brooke x

Closed Book

I should be purring like a kitty cat today. I got to go out with my favourite last night; everything ran smoothly, we had a bit of a giggle and then I got to show him my newest lingerie - a vintage style nude lace set with a short bustier top. Although we both had good, hard orgasms, there was still a part of me left unsatisfied.

It should have been hot, eager sex like it usually is between us, but last night it felt like something was missing. His mind was somewhere else, and as hard as I tried I couldn't seem to fully catch his attention. It was there on the surface - we certainly both enjoyed him pinning me face down on the bed and thrusting into me from behind - but he just wasn't as into me as he normally is.

I've met up with this client so many times that you'd think I'd know him fairly well by now, yet this one remains a closed book. Perhaps that's what intrigues me. I don't know what he wants from me or how long he intends to keep seeing me, or if another girl will come along any minute and quench his sexual thirst rendering me useless. I guess girls like me don't get a say in that.

Off to distract myself,

Brooke x

FULL

Oh my, I am still full from last night. I went out to dinner in East London and heavily overindulged in food and wine. Never try to keep up with a man - they can eat so much more! Where do you put it all?

I'm wearing some of the new lingerie I bought a little while ago - it's such a soft fabric, delicious on my skin. I have no plans for anyone to see it today, but just knowing I have it on gives me a little thrill. Black push up bra with lace around the sides, good cleavage today. Looking forward to some pampering this evening; face mask, manicure, pedicure... bliss. How I love being a girl!

Brooke x

LUSH

This place is lovely. I do kind of miss the buzz of London - it's so quiet here, and if I wasn't being waited on hand and foot I think I might get bored!

I could probably spend all day in the spa; heated pool, jacuzzi... mmmm. My client seems quite besotted with me; we'd met around 4 times before coming here, but he's gone a bit soppy and is hanging on my every word. It's a good job he doesn't come in the pool with me because I think he'd have a permanent erection!

I took him upstairs last night and made him glad that he'd brought me with him. As he sat in an arm chair, I crawled towards him on my hands and knees (which might have looked quite silly if I hadn't done it so seductively). Once knelt in front of him, I eased his trousers down and pulled them all the way off. Everything was done so slowly and precisely that I felt like I was doing a strip tease - though this was in reverse. I was already in my lingerie.

Although he's experienced one of my blow jobs before, he still gasped and leaned his head back when I finally took his cock into my mouth. I spent some time teasing him with my tongue, working him up until he was rock hard and gagging for me. Speaking of gagging, he did hit the back of my throat but it didn't deter me. I carried on pressing my wet lips down his shaft, pausing occasionally to gently suck on his balls. He couldn't hold back and came hard in my mouth, grasping the back of my head. There was no fucking until later that night, cuddled up in bed. I'm quite happy to spoon; I'm often complimented on my GFE.

Tonight will be our last night here, then back to the big smoke. Long old journey too, hope my ipod doesn't run out of battery...

Brooke x

Relieving the Tension

I finally got back to what I'm good at last night, I hate having to pass up opportunities. I'd been ill for a while so couldn't see any clients, but now I'm well and truly back in the saddle.

I treated myself to some new underwear (again) yesterday; I decided to go for some slightly slutty looking red with a black lace trim rather than the sophisticated or girly style I usually go for. I was just feeling a bit playful and thought that if I'm going to be a high class hooker, I may as well dress like one! I did worry momentarily that my client might think I was cheap or tacky, but he still treated me with complete respect and was very admiring of it.

My lingerie is an array of colours, and now the rainbow's complete. I can't just stick to black - my favourites are a turquoise silk set with a suspender belt, and a raspberry coloured corset. Any of the jewel tones are good, sapphire and emerald. Guess I've got ruby now too!

The client was quite traditional; he didn't expect any aerobics from me. I just laid beneath him and moaned appreciatively as he moved inside me. It didn't last very long, but judging by his wheezing afterwards I think that's probably a good thing...

Brooke x

My Love for Lingerie

I don't usually have an addictive personality, but lingerie is my weakness. It can make you feel beautiful, powerful, in control... it's just impossible to stay gloomy with black silk between your legs!

My client last night was quite taken with my ribboned thong and fishnet stockings combo. I love that you can wear fishnets in the winter without looking like an escort- patterned tights are everywhere right now! They're both from Wicked Tickles, my new favourite. You've got to respect places like Ann Summers and Agent Provocateur for bringing sexy into the mainstream, but I see their pieces on other girls a bit too often. Wicked Tickles is just that little bit classier - perfect for a girl like me.

He could tell that I'd made an effort for him - these are not the kind of panties you wear for practicality. I didn't undress myself one bit; he slowly orbited me and removed my clothes one by one. First slipping my coat off my shoulders and tossing it over the chair, then unwinding my scarf and doing the same. He slowly worked the zip of my dress down and let it drop to the floor, coaxing me by the hand to step out of it. He stayed standing behind me as he undid the clasp of my bra, pushing the straps over my arms and past my hands.

The most fun was had with the bow on the back of my thong; when it was tied up, I loved the feeling of the triangle of ribbon holding my buttocks in tightly. He tugged at the bow and it flowed undone, letting them slide to my ankles easily. The whole experience was very sensual, not rushed.

The only things I kept on were my stockings and heels - one of my favourite looks. I think those bow back briefs will get a few more wears too...

Brooke x

Anticipation

It's my last day on the job for a few nights and I'm quite looking forward to it. My booking is with a man I've seen before, remember that attentive one who always wants to please me? I think he's looking for a real GFE, he's insisting on making me dinner later. It's an overnight stay, and something tells me it might be a bit of a marathon. Good job I'm in the mood for it!

I can feel a lingerie shopping spree coming on. Somebody stop me ;-)

Brooke x