Sofa Sex

Ah, the flu bug strikes again! I was feeling alright on Friday night, but as soon as I woke up on Saturday I had all the symptoms; sore throat, headache, blocked up, chesty cough... that came on fast! Luckily my date wasn't an overnight booking; he had booked me for my 2 hour minimum and then extended for another 2. I left his place around midnight, though he was very eager for me to stay! Sometimes it's tempting to give them some time for free when you really like a client, but it's dangerous to blur the lines of your relationship - and it creates expectations on their part. First it's another hour free, then the rest of the night, then they're calling you on your days off... must be strict.

We had dinner at his place (ordered in), and I gave him the full on GFE. I sat with my legs wrapped round him as he laid back on me, watching a film on the sofa. While he talked about work and family and the pressure he's under I ran my fingers through his hair; after a while he decided that was enough serious talk and steered the conversation towards how sexy he found me instead. Always nice to hear! He started to trail his fingers up and down my legs, stroking the sheer nylon of my stockings. He became quiet and his breathing got heavier, so I knew he was ready to turn up the heat.

We didn't move from the sofa and left the film on in the background; he rolled over and kissed me there, grinding eagerly on top of me. Our clothes never came off completely; I undid his trousers and worked them down as he pushed up my dress. I wasn't wearing any underwear apart from my hold ups, which stayed on. When he was ready to push himself inside me, I resumed my position of my legs wrapped around him and pulled him in deep. We rocked there, hot and close, buried in the cushions. I hope many more winter nights are spent that way...

I'll be having some time off while I shake this bug now - it's not the biggest turn on!

Brooke x

Wanted: New Crush

It's been a while since I've had a proper crush on someone. The client I met last weekend was very sexy, but when I laid in bed last night touching myself, I only thought of him for a few moments. If you have to work to keep him in your mind, he's not the one to light your fire. Although it's infuriating and exhausting to have a full on crush, I am starting to miss it... those butterflies in your stomach, wondering if it's him every time your phone vibrates. I wonder who it will be next?

If you think you can make me wet with one smouldering stare, look this way...

Brooke x

Ready for Action

After a solitary evening of epilating, plucking, moisturising and perfecting, I'm now ready to be taken to dinner later. Just can't decide whether to go girly or sexy?

Brooke x

Butterflies

It's the weekend! I'm very excited; going to take the barman to the Erotica exhibition, show him my kinky side. I have butterflies in my stomach at the thought of seeing him - it's kinda nice.

Had another client last night, a very wealthy American man. He was quite handsome in a silver fox way; not quite as smouldering as George Clooney, but certainly worth a look (I almost adopted a disgusting but hilarious phrase from my friend there, but decided against it!). I can't decide whether I like a man in a sharp suit best, or a rugged type in jeans and t-shirt. Or just in their boxers... I think I just like men in general!

Mr X had a lot of vigour - I'm sure he works out because 50 year olds are not usually that fit. With me on top of him, he grabbed my hips and lifted me up and down. I hardly had to do any work at all! This man was quite assertive and told me exactly how he liked it, which is much more preferable than trying to guess by the speed of their breathing. He ordered me to touch myself in front of him and I happily obliged. I'd had really sexy dreams the night before and woken up randy, but couldn't sort myself out because I had an appointment with my trainer. It felt good to self indulge, I almost forgot he was there at one point. It wasn't until he came across my breasts with a moan that I registered he had been leaning over me, rubbing his cock frantically.

I liked this client; without sounding too spiritual, he had a nice aura about him. Not quite as sexy as the barman though...

Brooke x