What Happened When I Hired a Male Escort

It changed my perspective on love.

My hands were shaking when I made the call. I never expected to end up in a situation like this.

For many years, I had the assumption that women had it easy when it comes to finding sex partners. Honestly, it had worked well for me on multiple occasions: whenever I was interested in a guy and made a move, he’d respond positively.

It’s safe to say that I never had much trouble getting a man in my bed.

Not that I’m extraordinarily sexy — on the contrary, I consider myself quite average. But bringing someone to bed is not purely based on looks. Throughout the years, I guess I have learned the right mindset to find partners. It’s’s all about confidence and seduction.

Given this background, I never thought I’d find myself in a position to hire a male escort.

The first time I heard of such a thing was from my best friend, Linda. She was going through a dry period and decided to try it out. After all, there was nothing to lose.

In her words: “the experience was mind-blowing.”

Linda said it was the best sex of her life. Indeed, she didn’t have a vast experience when it comes to sex, but the way she described it was compelling.

She was so excited about it that she described the night in excessive detail. His name was Dave, and he had been in that profession for two years. He was very professional — he listened to the client’s interests to better satisfy her needs.

With every word, my curiosity grew stronger.

By the end of Linda’s story, I knew I had to call him. The curiosity took over my body in a way that I had no choice but to give in. Besides, Linda was right: there was nothing to lose.

On the first opportunity, I reached for the business card that Linda gave me — yes, he was extremely professional — and called Dave.

His voice was sweet on the phone. Somehow, I had unconsciously expected him to sound sexy, but he was just a regular guy. We made the arrangements and took care of the bureaucracy very quickly. Dave would come over next Friday.

When the day came, I was nervous. Even though I’d pay for it, I still dressed up and prepared as if it was a regular date. Imagine this: a date with a professional. The chances are Dave has more experiences than every guy I had ever dated before.

I was still questioning whether that was good or bad.

We decided to spend the night in my place. Earlier that day, I bought ingredients to cook dinner and a bottle of fancy wine. I realized with surprise that I had butterflies in my stomach.

When Dave arrived, I opened the door hesitantly. My first thought was: “that is a charming guy.”

It’s hard to describe precisely what made him charming. I guess it was a combination of his personality, looks, and confidence. It was surprising for me since most guys I date don’t put a lot of effort in being charming.

The powerful thing about hiring a male escort is that he understood how seduction works.

Dave was a master of seduction. During the night, I learned that the trick lies in small things: his perfume, casual clothes, laughter, or eye contact. Maybe even a pleasant conversation during the meal.

Unconsciously, I always knew that sex goes way beyond penetration. But that night, I understood the real meaning of foreplay. I realized that it had started way before we saw each other.

When Linda told me about her experience, I had already created the expectation in my mind. And that’s where seduction starts: in our minds. At that point, I felt aroused, curious, and excited — without knowing about his looks.

The rest of the night went by very smoothly. If Dave noticed I was a bit nervous due to the novelty of the situation, he did an excellent job of hiding it. We prepared the meal together and had a good conversation in the meantime.

Dave was an excellent listener. He made questions when appropriate, nodded in agreement, and respectfully presented his opinion. His presence was, at the same time, calming and sexy.

Soon, I forgot that I had hired him. Everything felt very natural.

By the time we went for bed, he had made me feel comfortable. This feeling made me so relaxed that it made sex much better. We had spent the entire night setting the mood for this moment, and the result was extremely satisfying.

It’s not that Dave had secret skills in bed. He had no magic techniques or unique toys. His strength was in genuinely understanding that sex goes way beyond physical aspects. He knew how to build anticipation and deliver what he promised.

Linda was right again: the sex was indeed mind-blowing.

Afterward, I didn’t feel the need to call him again. But I changed my perception of sex. I still believe that physical attraction matters in bed — and a lot. However, the experience becomes way better with seduction.

I started putting more effort into creating the right state of mind before I bring someone to my bed. I learned how to look for the whole package. And my sex life improved tremendously.

Sex is a complex experience. After that date, I decided not to settle for anything I considered not worth it. Life is too short for crappy sex.

Dave changed my sex life for the long-term.