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

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

Sordid Office Affair

I had a lot of fun on Tuesday night. Due to copious pre-dinner, during-dinner and post-dinner cocktails, I wasn't feeling too clever yesterday! I spent the night with my client, and woke up 2 hours after I was supposed to leave. Whoops! Luckily he had left the hotel for an early meeting, so I got to laze about a bit. The restaurant was incredible, some of the best food I've had in a long time... getting hungry just thinking about it, actually.

I decided to wear some vintage style stockings with seams running along the back of my legs (my favourite), sheer black with lace tops, which you could just see under my skirt when I crossed my legs. I made sure it was only visible to my client under the table cloth, well hidden from his business associates. Just as I'd hoped, I did feel his hand slide under the hem a few times, squeezing my thigh tightly. I did the same to him, and felt his body tense when I moved slowly towards his semi hard-on. I only lingered there for a moment, which was worth it to see the flash of delight and terror cross his face!

Back in the room, I kept on my heels and suspenders while he bent me over the dressing table. I felt like a secretary or PA having a sordid affair with her boss - quite exciting really! The sex was fast, and before he'd finished he pulled out and rubbed his cock across the bare skin of my arse, coming all over me. It was so hot - that is until he had to go and get some tissue while I stayed bent there to avoid making a mess! He rubbed it off tenderly, taking the time to trail his eyes along my curves. Very nice.

I think every woman should own a pair of those stockings.

Brooke x

Turn the Lights Low

Being a high class escort, you have to keep your appearance practically perfect at all times. I usually take pride and pleasure in this, loving my nights of pampering and salon appointments. However, my love of wine and penchant for vodka can sometimes be a hindrance! After all the fun last weekend, I discovered multiple bruises, a cigarette burn and some grazes across my body that aren't the prettiest things to look at. I can't remember doing most of them! For my date last night, I tried my best to make my skin look gorgeous with shimmering moisturiser and bronzer, but some marks refused to be hidden. Luckily, my client only noticed one bruise on my arm, which he kissed gently and promptly forgot about. Phew!

To hide the burn and bruises on my legs, I wore classic black lace topped stockings with a vintage style seam running down the backs. I suggested to him that I kept these on with my black heels, and nothing else; unsurprisingly, he liked that idea. He tried to roll them down at one point after kissing all the way from my ankle to my thigh, but I guided his hands to my breasts and squeezed my hands there over his. It felt good to have him pressed warm against my body.

This weekend will bring even more fun - I can't wait. Hope your year is proving to be as exciting as mine!

Brooke x

Back Online

Hi all,

Sorry I've been away for a bit. My laptop threw a tantrum, but we've kissed and made up. You should be hearing from me more regularly now!

I've had a fairly mediocre week, but one night stood out for me. My client left his hotel key at reception with my name on it and asked me to let myself in. He wasn't sure what time he'd be back but told me to make myself comfortable. I took advantage of his power shower and mini bar, finding a good music station to create some ambience for when he arrived. I was wearing a dress so short that it couldn't be worn in public, with a couple of inches of bare skin showing on my thigh between the hem and the lace top of my stockings; combined with tousled hair and killer heels, I looked quite the sex kitten.

The look on his face when he arrived said it all. He was more pleased to see me than usual; it had been a few weeks since our last meeting. The plan had been to have a drink and watch a film before getting down to business, but we couldn't keep our hands off each other! His hand kept wondering onto my leg, and every now and then he'd lean into my neck, planting small kisses along my collar bone. It gave me goosebumps.

We gave up on the film after about 20 minutes and climbed into bed. At first he just held me tightly from behind, pulling every inch of my body into his and stroking every bit of skin he could find. I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck, and my senses seemed heightened. By the time his fingers found my pussy, I was completely wet for him. He groaned gently into my ear as he slid a finger inside. I twisted my body to kiss him hard on the mouth, then took his hard cock in my hand and began to rub it gently.

Part of me wanted this stage to last for hours, and another part of me wanted him inside me right that second. I held back for a minute or two more, then pulled him on top of me and demanded that he fuck me. My nails dug into his back as I held him close, urging him to push into me as hard as he could. Every thrust felt orgasmic - I couldn't have kept quiet if I wanted to.

He flipped me over onto my knees to take me from behind; at this point, I turned my head to look at him - I know how much he loves that. If we'd had more energy, I gladly would have fucked him all night long. I was so wet that there was no chance of me getting sore, but sleepiness eventually overcame us and I took him into my mouth to finish him off.

Yum.

Brooke x

WOW

Oh my. Last night was everything I hoped it would be; it felt more like I was acting out my fantasy than his. I wish I could have captured the look on his face when he first saw me; my tight shirt was unbuttoned just enough for him to see a glimpse of my pinstripe bra (hope you're impressed with my attention to detail), giving him an eyeful of generous cleavage. The slit in my already short skirt gave away the fact that I was wearing suspenders, flashing the top of my black stockings.

My pristine perfection didn't last very long after he grabbed me, kissing me fast and furiously. I pushed him back against the wall and pressed my hips into him, feeling his hard erection ready for me. In those first 10 minutes we did a pretty good round of the room, making use of the walls, the chair and the bed. He yanked up my skirt and buried his tongue into my pussy - I was already wet with excitement. By this point my sexy secretary outfit was all messed up along with my hair, but I could tell it still looked damn hot.

He first entered me on the bed, lying on top of me with my legs up against his shoulders. I love it like that, it lets his cock go really deep inside me. I could've stayed right there, but knew there was something else we should do; rolling him off, I walked carefully in my sky scraper heels over to the desk and bent over for him. The mirror there gave us both a great view of my exposed cleavage. He ran his hands over my stockings and up to my arse, before pushing himself inside me again and thrusting hard into me. Our skin was slapping loudly against each other's, our bodies both damp with sweat. When I could feel him getting close, I dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth and looked up at him over my naughty little glasses. I sucked him to climax, then closed my eyes to let him come all over my face. It covered my lips and cheeks with some dripping down onto my breasts, and I licked up all I could reach.

We had some drinks and played some music before round two which was much more slow and sensual; he did exactly what I told him and brought me to a multiple orgasm - four times while he was inside me. I rubbed my clit as I controlled how fast and deep he went, and by the time we drifted off to sleep it was already the early hours of the morning.

I'd do it all again tonight if I could.

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

Strange Dreams

I'm sure I slept solidly last night, but woke up feeling exhausted. All I remember was a selection of my clients standing around a car, I was packing the boot with bags. A couple of my favourites were there, I hugged them. Symbolic? I don't know about things like that.

I want some new underwear, my stockings never last long with an eager man.

Brooke x