I don’t normally get personally involved with the gents I date at Wembley escorts, but this one guy has become stuck in my mind. It is a little bit like he is one of those earworms, songs or snip bits of sings, that you cannot get out of your head. I have never felt like this about one of my Wembley escorts dates before, and I am not sure that it is good for me at all.
Should you get personally involved with dates? I have been thinking about this very hard recently. Few of the other girls at Wembley escorts have been personally involved with gents and it has not always worked out. But there has been occasions where things have worked out for couples who have met at the escort agency. This guy feels special somehow and I cannot really put my finger on why he is so special. He treats me nicely and I even get the odd present from him, but apart from that, I am not sure what is so special about him.
Could it be that it is the fact that he laughs a lot that gets me going? The other day when he came around, I was in the middle of one of my favorite games on my lap top as he walked in. I told him that him that I needed to exit the app, and he started to giggle. He said that he never had me down for a gamer, but I truly am. On his next date, he brought me a Nvidia tablet and I have never looked back. When he brought me the tablet, I was like a little kid at Christmas and could not wait to get started.
Sure, not all of the girls here at Wembley escorts are gaming addicts, but I do like to play in many different ways. This gents seems to have playful side to him as well, and is always ribbing me about things. He seems a lot younger than his 52 years and I must admit that I like his body. When he comes in, I feel like I like to pin him down, sit on top of him and unbutton his shirt very slowly. I like to run my tongue down his chest as I slowly and do all of the buttons on his shirt, and give his nipples a squeeze.
Do I normally have sexual fantasies about my dates at Wembley escorts? I do try to keep my hair on and not get to carried away, but this guy is so different. Last night I could not resist but to put my nose against his neck and smell his scent. He asked me what I was doing and I said that I liked his after shave. He gave me a look which was something in between wanting to sniff my neck and eat me up. It felt good, and at that moment, I did not really want him to go at all. But he went out into the night, and I keep wondering where he went to and if he will come back to me.