Hi loves, Nina here! If you haven't read any of my past posts, I'm 28 years old, recently separated and over the past few months I've transitioned into sex work to make my living and make ends meet. I'm from Canada but have a Lebanese background.
My clients range in age but are usually much older in their 50s and 60s. I use dating sites to find many of my clients. My profile on one of the dating sites has pictures of me from the neck down, as I don't want to risk my parents finding out about what I do for a living (don't ask me for my profile link because I won't give it).
A while back I got a message on the dating site from a man in his 60s who was interested in meeting a younger woman like me. Before answering any messages, I skim through the person's profile to see if I'm interested. This particular person had his photos set to private and his public photos didn't show his face. According to his profile he was in his 60s and like me was from a Lebanese background. Believe it or not, I had never been with someone with the same background as me so I was intrigued. Plus, I have a weakness for older men and so I decided to message back.
We began talking and I instantly felt some sort of familiarity towards him. We decided to exchange pictures and it turned out that my instinct was correct - the man was my uncle (i.e. my dad's brother). I was shocked and didn't know what to do. All of the pictures I had sent him were from the face down so he wouldn't know it's his niece, but many of them were racy and had me wearing very little. He commented on my body, telling me how beautiful he found me and everything he wanted to do to me if I was in front of him. I wonder if he would have said all this if he knew it was his niece he was talking to.
Against my better judgement, I continued to talk to him and sent him nudes. I decided to not fully crop these pictures and they showed the bottom half of my face, almost to give him a hint about who he's speaking to. He still didn't seem to realize it was me as we continued to talk dirty over chat. Then...he asked to hire me. My heart sunk in my chest. I knew this would be coming, but I didn't think about how I would react. I didn't respond instantly and decided to think about it as my mind went back and forth. On one hand, the idea of sleeping with my uncle was one that I had never thought of, but it turned me on like crazy. It was wrong and inappropriate but made my heart race like crazy. On the other hand...he's my uncle...my dad's brother and a spitting image of my father. This was wrong on so many levels. But maybe that's why it was so appealing.
I accepted his offer, not knowing what I would do or what the plan was. I was just going to show up at his door and gauge his reaction. If he would be into it, I would let things happen. Otherwise...well, I didn't really have a plan B.
I wore my favourite outfit - my peach backless top and my tight white mini skirt. I didn't wear a bra and put on a lace white thong, with a pair of wedges and a short coat.