Today, I was chatting online with a very special friend of mine. We are very close but recently, we have stayed away from fantasizing about each other. Sometimes in life, the friendship takes the greater importance and it is not a bad thing.
We were talking about her career goal. She is in her 40's and back in college after raising her children. As a business major, she was considering the Hospitality Sector: hotels, resorts, etc. I teased her about becoming an escort. "Great job," she replied. Her answer brought us back a few months ago, when we would share our dreams as well as our real life experiences, past and present. I must tell you my friend Janet is exploring the bdsm lifestyle in many ways. I know where she went and I have a very good feeling about where she is going.
I felt I was long overdue about playing with her mind. That is the best online sex possible, playing with the mind; much better than camsex in my opinion. This is how I described her work as an escort, using Skype on my iPhone to tease her from my office.
"Janet, being an escort would be great. Imagine you would be paid to date out of town business men, or maybe women, on occasion. I would have fun buying you dresses and shoes; but the only condition would be that I would chose the styles and the sizes," I started telling her.
She did not reply, but I could well imagine the images in her head. I have a wicked sense of fashion and when I feel like dressing a friend in a sexy way, I can go trashy. Janet has been a very willing model for my nasty urges. I always felt the shoes were so great; it gave her the courage to wear my selection of dresses in public. Receiving pictures of Janet in bars, restaurants or other public places as proof of her obedience was my reward.
"So Janet, can you picture yourself, letting me choose the outfit and the shoes; sending you to get your hair and make-up done?" I asked. Of course, I knew the answer. She had very crisp images of herself in her mind. Janet is a mature woman, a short brunette, plump like I prefer them to be. Her sex-appeal is built into her personality. Her attitude yells: "I want to please you! Do to me what feels good!" Never would she say this openly. But I felt it on our first online encounter; and now it was only more obvious.
"I would select the clients for you dear. Only the finest! I would check their background, ensuring your health and safety. You would have no concern, but would also follow directions without question," I went on. I bet she swallowed hard at that last comment. I knew her current experiences were matching my words. She was now at the stage of following orders; without any hesitation. As an escort, she would do the same.
"Walking in the lobby of a hotel or the entrance of a restaurant, you would attract attention. After dinner is over, you would maybe go dancing or attend a show. After the evening, you would accept the invitation to go up to the hotel room; even if plain sex would not do much for you," I knowingly told her.
"But my research for customers would also serve to identify the best and unique clients; for those, no play in the hotel room.