Happy post-valentines day, hope everyone managed to feel a bit more than love (if you were lucky)!! I was very pleased to receive a thing or two from the lovely post lady, which was especially nice, so thank you. I also received a little blue envelope from the gorgeous Mr B and as always I had a titter or two while I slurped coffee from my exceedingly large mug. I do love to receive mail, in any form, it does make you feel very special.

Well I promised that I would do a “part 2” to my previous bloglet and as the kind gentleman enjoyed reading his name in “almost” print, I hope I won’t disappoint. A little in the way of context, he is a new client, he hadn’t contacted me prior to coming to visit me so i didn’t know a great deal about him other than his texts were polite, which is always a must and consisted of more than 3 words per text, which is huge bonus. So he arrived as arranged on the Wednesday afternoon bearing flowers. He seemed aware that my favourite flowers of all time are daffodils and although these flowers were not those kind, the thought was lovely.

In this “not so secret” occupation I feel you should never be judgemental or never make any assumptions as to what a client looks like or how well or not so well they will “perform”. I have met with some drop dead gorgeous clients in my time who I feel could learn a thing or three from watching more YouTube videos so really you cannot judge any book by its cover.

Mr M is mid-mature in age, has a cute boyish face which makes him appear very friendly. He is not thin in stature (thankfully) because no disrespect to those who are but I do have a personal preference to men who have a more chunkier body. It was an afternoon visit and as he was in his work attire he had either finished early or had sloped off in order to come to see me, very naughty man. I politely offered for him to have a shower, which he did so when he came back out of the bathroom was only wearing a towel so there was no awkward fumbling of zips or buttons.

We had already kissed because that’s what you do. It wasn’t a full on snog but it wasn’t a peck on the cheek. It is always nice when you can enjoy someones kisses and I don’t know why or how but you can just tell that you both enjoy kissing because it appears “natural” with no pauses or bumping of noses. Anyway this is where we really began to get to know each other. Obviously when you meet someone for a first time you are always unsure of where they like to be touched or what positions are their favourite or least favourite (well unless you have a fully filled in profile or have waffled on about it a few times) but our hands really did do the talking and soon we were both naked and exploring each other’s body contours and finding out for ourselves just what makes my knees tremble.

As it has been a while since I was last at the hotel, I have not been in any position to see any clients other than the gorgeous Mr B when we have taken a few lovely excursions to some really picturesque places. But he really is “special” and is on his way to owning a penthouse apartment and a double garage!!! So you can use your imagination when I say that recently I have had to resort to recharging a few necessary toys to alleviate the pent up frustration that I have been experiencing however that is just not in the same league as when you are receiving pleasure from someone else, and your body tingles with the anticipation of where you will be pleasured next and you don’t want to orgasm because then you have to wait for both of your bodies to recoup!! Well on this occasion we didn’t have long to wait. In fact once we both orgasmed we kept the momentum going. Moving our bodies to relish in the sexual delight of feeling his cum and making rather a mess over the sheets, but it was very much worth it because what we experienced was true lust.