Being a John
The first time I paid for sex was in Las Vegas. Jay and I called a company and asked for a petite brunette to come to our hotel room. We were quoted $300 on the phone. She showed up, blonde and about 5 ft. 10″ in heels. That was fine, I was just glad she didn’t have fake boobs. She immediately asked for the $300 cash up front, then said that that was the fee for the company she works for, and that it only covers getting her in the door. If we wanted to “do something,” we’d have to pay her. She said she’ll do anything, she’s amazing at it, and “full service” costs $3000. The first half hour of our meeting was all negotiation. I was impressed by her business savvy. She called her company from our hotel phone, to let them know she made it here, and that she’s staying with us.
We decided it would be a girl-girl thing, and that it was ok for Jay to take photos. We weren’t getting “full service” but she said she’d get us going then sneak out when Jay and I were hot and ready for each other. I admit I gave up control of what was about to happen. She’s the professional, I thought, she must know what she’s doing. I didn’t tell her what my expectations were. I guess I just didn’t really know what to expect, total amateur that I was.
She stripped down to her thong and let me suck on her nipples. Then she went down on me, which was mere lip service (pardon the pun) and definitely not amazing. Worse, when she smelled Jay lighting up at the table across from the bed, she got up immediately and asked to join him. Then she got dressed and out of there.
This photo is the best thing that came out of that night. This is my $1000 photo:
It was a disappointing experience from beginning to end. Negotiating rates up front is a buzz kill. I wish I was informed about these details on the phone, before the woman was in my room. For the moment to work for me, I need to take care of business with her agent, then keep the business side of it to a minimum when we’re together. You know, the “leave the money on the nightstand” approach.
In the end, I felt taken advantage of. I felt angry at myself for not demanding what my money was worth, or at least what she initially said she would do for us. Ultimately, I knew this sexual encounter would not be as exciting for me as one that is created out of genuine attraction. I learned that hiring a sex worker is just like hiring any professional. Some are excellent at what they do, some need to be followed up, and others need to be micromanaged to get what I want. The first kind makes work a pleasure, it makes money no object at all. In the case of sex work, the latter two turns what was supposed to be pleasure into work. I suspect that one can get better at hiring sex workers as one becomes more savvy. I’ve read about people who’ve built client-sex worker relationships that span years.
We haven’t had much more experience hiring sex workers after that. Jay and I have paid for lapdances, that was fun, but that’s not really sex. Does anyone else have some John-related experience to share? I’d love to hear them.
the only good sex workers are asian. they treat you with respect and love your body even before tipping. they let you touch them all over and do what you wantand do the same to you and they kiss you. they enjoy themselves too. whether they are dancers in the back room ,call girls or masseuses they are the best.they know how to love romantically and sexually giving and receiving. i love my gf ,you and many asians for a reason mai.
a little more. they will perform any sex act on you and you on them as long as you treat them tenderly. they like it when you are romantic and do not treat them like a toy. they give you respect so you must give them respect. their bodies and faces are lovely and they love white dudes.
Vegas is not the place for a true GF experience. Vegas is all about the money. I can see you have not had the best of luck, lately. You don’t want someone who is on the clock. It is best to pre-arrange all the details. If a person seeks to re-negotiate forget it, unless you are the person asking for new terms. When I was young I had a great experience in Vienna, Austria. After a bottle of champagne we enjoyed each other fully. She was a blonde who was quite taken with her body. I am sure that if you are patient you will find a woman who will meet all of your expectations and fulfill all of your fantasies. Don’t expect passion from a GF, it is a business after all. The trick is to find one who will please you without letting you feel that it is a business transaction. Are you going to find a hot woman for Jay? Would you be jealous?
Greetings May
I visit prostitutes here in NZ. When I am between partners, which is sometimes longer than I would like. I never visit parlours/ brothels as I don’t see the point in spending twice what I need to just to be in a fantasy themed room. I don’t use outcalls because an extra hour is charged in ‘travelling’ time. I do visit suburban brothels, where 3-4 women rent an ordinary house to work from (and where they don’t have to give 50% to the brothel owner). These ladies charge between NZ$60-80 for 1/2 an hour and NZ$100-NZ$120 for an hour. BDSM and watersports etc. comes with an extra NZ$40-60 surcharge. Sex without passion/desire is nowhere near as good as with it. However there are a No. of beautiful (and I mean within themselves
not just appealing to look at) Japanese, Cambodian and Thai women who certainly do not make their job seem like a chore.
For a number of years I had the pleasure of seeing a lovely Cambodian woman (she has now quit working). We were able to have very companionable times together coupled with great sex.
Thanks for your post and the chance to share a little of my experience. Regards, J.B.
I admire and commend you for sharing this and other stories that don’t necessarily have the fairy tale ending (I guess there is little to no sex in traditional fairy tales). I’ve often thought about what it might be like to experience a paid for sexual event, but have worried that it would turn out like your story. I’d feel empty and a little lighter in the wallet.
I’ve paid for it once in san francisco… it was pretty disappointing as well. She wasn’t really my type being blonde but she was petite so that a plus. I’m a pretty affectionate person and I like to explore…while I could let my hands roam, the boundaries she had up were thick. On top of that it felt rushed and didnt even feel that great. She gave good head but head with a condom is just not worth it. At least it only cost me 800$. I doubt I’ll pay for it again…I dont really need to but I wanted the experience.
It is really hard to get past her mercenary attitude. She seems kind of like the bad stripper archetype. All the bad parts – efficient at separating you from your money, over-promising about how good she is, and displaying contempt for you in all possible ways – without any of the fun that normally comes along with sex: exploration, intimacy, passion, connection.
I’ve had an experience like that in the States. I expected the money to be something that was handled quickly so the fun could flow uninterrupted. Instead I was milked for every dollar continually. When I finally demurred, she was out the door in a flash. I felt like a total sap. I was pissed and embarrassed. You at least got a photo, I got a $650 handjob.
It isn’t all bad, a friend had a completely different experience on vacation in Thailand. Unrushed, playful fun. I was going to say it probably has a fair amount to do with the different amounts of money involved relative to local costs, but maybe it is just a cultural difference in how prostitutes consider the profession.
Normally I would leave my full name, but in this case I feel a little discretion is good, in case an over-eager HR guy decides to do an in depth Google search.
Anyways, I had a wonderful experience that was of the pay-for-play variety. This was with a transsexual, a beautiful Latina with artfully crafted breasts and an uncut cock. I came to the door of her apartment and she let me in, she asked me how my day was, and we sat on the couch together for a few minutes. She put her fingers through my hair and told me how cute I was and then stood me up and drew me into a deep french kiss as her hands slid deftly down my back and cupped my ass bringing us together. She then whispered in my ear to put her gift on the dresser if I was enjoying her company. I slid an envelope on her dresser and the night began in earnest.
It was slow, warm, and passionate. There was soft touches and we both eventually came. The hour was up but we sat talking for an hour and a half afterwards. It turns out she thought I was cute and seemed like a gentle man and was attracted to me.
We ended up dating a few times in the following weeks, sans payment for her time. A wonderful and unexpected experience. I only wish we had not lost touch. She felt her career as it was did not lend itself to having serious relationships, and a month after we met the dates stopped and she faded away back into the night.
My girlfriend hired twins for me one year on my birthday. It was very nice. B)
If I was going to pay for “full service” I’d go to the land of smiles. $300 would go a long way in BKK or Pattaya. I can’t imagine anyone paying $3,300 for a single sexual encounter. Especially for poor customer service.