I've been working as an escort since my university days. I'll explain how I got started in another story but basically it was to help pay my way through my studies.
I got started as a financial consultant off the back of my accountancy degree and studies as well as at the advice of one of my 'escort' clients.
I'd been struggling to work out what to do as a career since graduating and so had become a full-time escort while I decided what to do.
Over the course of a few months, one of my regular clients, Ted, had been helping me work out what I could do and suggested that I started up my own financial consultancy.
He was a very successful businessman and offered to help me secure some of my first clients. Although I'd be new to the industry he felt confident that I'd be more than capable - he thought the best way would be to employ some great advisors from the start, even if they were initially funded by my escorting until the consultancy could pay for them.
That way I'd not have to worry about funding the salaries of my team to start with. Sounded like a great plan.
Finally I took the plunge and started up my consultancy.
I hired 2 experienced accountants to start with who took care of a few clients for me while I went and tried to win new business.
Most of my business came through either Ted who was helping set up the business - through referrals - or via my other escorting clients who would pass on their business contacts. Most of the escorting clients were businessmen of some sort so usually had lots of contacts I could make use of.
During the first six months of trading we'd won about 10 clients in total all paying us a monthly fee to manage their accounts and give advice on their businesses.
I'd also within this period recruited two more accountants and also a secretary for myself.
The business was definitely growing and becoming a very profitable outfit. But, I was still having to escort alongside it to help finance the new recruits before I could win enough work for them.
This was working out just fine though as I absolutely loved escorting and it was proving to be the ideal way to make new connections and sales leads for my 'other' business.
I was working full-time during the day for the consultancy and then meeting 'clients' for dinner after work and then following up the leads the next few days. All working as a slick sales machine!
One day Ted passed me the details of a potential client. They were a very large company and if we won them as a customer they'd easily be the largest client we'd have.
The next day I called Ted's contact and arranged a meeting with him within a few days. His name was Andy and he'd been waiting for my call as Ted had told him what a great consultancy we had and how we'd probably save him a lot of time and money.
As I often did, I arranged to meet Andy for lunch as I found it so much easier to discuss work and potentially secure a client whilst enjoying a great meal out.
First impressions are so important in meeting prospects so I made sure I'd gone to the salon in the morning to have my hair and nails professionally done. More important I find if the client takes a woman along to the meeting. Most men don't notice those kinds of details but us women definitely do! Never trust a woman with chipped nails at a business meeting.
After leaving the salon I called in at the office to change into my outfit.
Some of you reading don't care for the details but some do so excuse me while I indulge some of you who do want to know...
Having had Ted tell me a bit about Andy I knew he'd really appreciate my chosen outfit. I'd picked out out one of my favourite cocktail dresses. Not over the top for a lunch time dinner but classy enough to catch the imagination and still look professional.
It was a tight fitting black satin dress with lacy details around the neck like and small short lacy sleeves. The dress came to about mid thigh so was short enough to entice but not too short to be unprofessional.
What I also loved about the dress was that it was designed to be very tight under by chest and with a low plunging neck line I didn't really need a bra - the dress had enough support and was lined.
So on this day I decided to go without a bra and just wear a thong - being a tight fitting dress any underwear was easily visible and really I liked teasing men and seeing if they could spot any undies. Obviously they liked guessing too!
I also slipped on a pair of sheer lace top holdups and a pair of black knee high leather boots. Boots don't usually go with cocktail dresses but, I wanted to make sure the image Andy had of me was a knock out and really boots always deliver. It was also a fairly cold spring day and so the extra warmth from the boots was very welcome.
Not usually one for jewellery I'd found a lovely matching pair of ear rings and necklace which complimented the dress really well. The necklace especially did well at drawing the eye to my rather fetching cleavage. Always a good thing for 'work' meetings as the men often feel so embarrassed that they got sucked into looking at your cleavage, they'll agree to anything!
Andy was a gorgeous man, it has to be said. Ted had told me that I'd fancy him but I just thought he was jesting. However, Andy was a very fit looking man in his 50s. In a lovely well fitting suit he looked good enough to eat.
Dinner went really well and we seemed to be getting on very well indeed. Work discussions flowed easily and without any real complications. He seemed to already be sold on hiring my company and so a lot of the discussion was around each other and our own personal lives really.
As we finished out meal and usual coffees Andy insisted on paying the bill. Upon helping me on with my jacket he took my arm in his and we walked through the restaurant to the reception area. I thought this was a little 'close' for our first encounter but what he said next really took me by surprise.
"So, Ted tells me you sometimes like to socialise with a client before making a deal?" Andy said as turned to look straight at me, holding me around my waist.
Wow...what a question to pose and in such a way with incredibly close bodily contact. How do I respond to that??
