The Las Vegas Courtesan

No… I didn’t cry but the whole instance made me feel bad and kind of stunned in the end, but then again they were the ones who failed at clarifying any boundaries.

The call was at the Wynn hotel and was for a married couple from Dallas, Texas. The girl was slightly attractive woman in her late 30’s who you could tell took good care of herself. You could tell they were well off by the amounts of jewelry she adorned on anything you can stick a diamond on, yet not overdoing it so that she looked gaudy. The husband was an unattractive gentleman in is mid 60’s, or older, I think. The way their personalities were different and such you wondered what exactly she married him for. I’ll give you two guesses 🙂

So I collected the agency’s fee and I immediately notice the girl was way more nervous and adverse to girls than I had seen before on couple calls. She said she would calm down and I proceeded to dance for them both. She eagerly took off all of her clothes and got her husband undressed like she really wanted to at least try and have fun. She didn’t want to touch me much but then again that’s not an uncommon reaction from girls.

In the next step of the process we talk about tips and I easily get the price I normally quote couples… she makes sure I understand she doesn’t just want them to have dances. I said, “Definitely! You didn’t call me to your room to get the same thing as a strip club, right?” and she shakes her head no. Since she was so nervous I took it easy on her and continued to just dance while he kissed her. At some point I remember asking if they had any rules or what they had in mind for the party and they just gave a shrug to my question. So I assume there are no issues so I continue on as she pushes me to pay attention only to her husband while she proceeds to get on top of his face to receive oral. The husband apparently has issues with getting hard so I pull a little trick a girl showed me recently to get a condom on a flaccid dick (so you don’t end up trying to tug on the guy and slide the condom on awkwardly) by sucking the end of the condom only to roll the sides down. I start giving him a hand-job trying to revive the poor guy’s penis, and I notice the girl staring at me from above almost breaking her neck trying to turn around. She whispers something to her husband and hops off of him.

“You can go ahead and stop”, the husband tells me.

“What’s wrong?” I ask and turn to the girl who is now in some sort of fetal position and looks like she is about to burst into tears. “What’s going on?”

“Well, my wife has a problem with someone else giving me a blow job.”

Uhmm… don’t you think this should have been mentioned before? Either way I wasn’t even remotely attempting a blowjob. Wow I am just shocked and apologize stupidly even though I know I did nothing wrong. By this time the girl is completely crying so the husband says I can go ahead and go but thanks for the good time. Good time? I’d hardly say that. In the end I somehow felt bad and had to shake myself from those feelings because in the end, I really did nothing I shouldn’t have done and the wife surely needs some help if she can’t speak up for herself when someone asks what are the do’s and don’ts. All I know is that I hope no one ever cries on my call again!