Trust me, this post really is about sex. I’m a steak lover. Some years ago I had a string of mediocre steaks at various restaurants and came to an important realization: It wasn’t worth wasting my time or money on a mediocre steak. Ever since, I’ve limited my restaurant steak consumption to those occasions where I can go to a top steakhouse. Sure it costs a lot (and when I started out budget considerations made this a rare treat), but now when I eat steak each bite is almost a religious experience. Or, in a sex blog perhaps it is best to say that the steak is even better than sex. NOT! Fortunately the two are not necessarily mutually exclusive.
When I decided to pursue my middle-aged sexual adventures I immediately realized that the best way to do it was via various forms of “paid companionship”. I wasn’t looking to get entangled in a relationship, and “paid companionship” is, except in its most advanced form (something for a future post), inherently No Strings Attached. So I had a basic direction, and started looking at having the occasional (initially once a year) adventure with an Escort.
I’ll be writing numerous blogs about escorts in the days to come, but this one is about two specific topics. The first is about what is important to me about the overall experience. The second is about money. They are related.
I started this posting off by talking about steak, and particularly steak at a restaurant, because I wanted to make a point about mediocre versus excellent “product” and more importantly “experience”. I can buy an incredible steak at the butcher and cook it to perfection at home, along with my favorite sides. And when I’m done with the shopping, preparation, cooking, clearing the table, washing the dishes, etc. I’ve put a few hours of effort in for about 30 minutes of pleasurable dining. Now, when I do this just for myself mostly what I recall is all the work. When I do it for friends what I recall is sharing a great steak (and wine, etc.) with my friends. So when I go out for a great steak I want the entire experience with it. Great atmosphere. Great Service. Great Food. Great, well everything. Sure it revolves around the steak, and the steak had best be great, but everything else needs to be incredible. And this too is my approach to Escorts.
I love women. Sure, I REALLY love sex with them. But I just love to interact with women in general, (try to) understand them, and develop a connection with them. It doesn’t matter to me if I’m dealing with a clerk in the supermarket, a fellow business traveler, or a “sex worker”. Except in the case of a “sex worker” I know the interaction is likely to lead to some form of sex. So in their case, all those interactions with women that I enjoy so much in daily life take on a new urgency: Seduction. Put another way, when dealing with an escort the Seduction Phase of the encounter is every bit as important to me as any actual sex play that occurs. I want to seduce and be seduced. Even if it is “paid companionship”.
When I started my explorations I didn’t realize how important seduction was going to be to me, though I discovered it pretty quickly. The worst escort experience I ever had actually involved perhaps the best blow job I’ve ever received. But because I had no (ZERO) connection with the woman, it was almost like interacting with a blowup doll, I couldn’t stand another minute with her. I ended the appointment an hour early. On the other hand when I look back at one of my fondest encounters I realize that the sex itself was above average but not memorable. However, we’d spent hours having a wonderful conversation over dinner and made a real connection. That made up for the sex itself being less than I’d hoped. And then there is “the one” where everything was perfect that first time. And still is. I wonder if she’d mind me telling that story?
Which brings me to $. When reading any of the boards devoted to “the hobby” one invariably comes across a conversation debating the fees charged by escorts. This usually happens when a particular escort is charging significantly above the local going rate. “Why should I pay $300 when <insert highly regarded local provider x here> does everything for $250?” My favorite is the complete indignation expressed when some High Dollar Hottie enters the scene. “What does $1000 an hour get you?” is repeated over and over, as they try to discover some sex act that explains the difference in pricing. It doesn’t get you the mythical Venus Butterfly or some other special sex act (and you’re not paying for sex anyway!), it gets you seduction.
Invariably (perhaps excluding porn stars, where you are paying for something else), the escort who can get away with charging more is better at the art of seduction that others. It may be that they are more skilled at it, or (it seems to me) that they derive enormous pleasure from it themselves, or they realize they can charge more for it. Most likely it is all three. So everything else being equal, an escort who charges $300 an hour is going to devote significantly more attention to the seduction than one who charges $250 an hour. One who charges $500 an hour is going to focus much of her attention on the seduction. And at $1000+ an hour it is almost all about the seduction.
Going back to my steak analogy, $250/hour is like a steak at the Texas Roadhouse, $300 is The Outback Steakhouse, $500 is El Gaucho, and $1000 is Peter Luger. While I occasionally get roped into a steak at The Outback, when I have a choice I make my way to El Gaucho or Peter Luger.
Go get seduced.
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