Encouraged by my friends to return to the city after weeks spent in my favorite suburban haunts, last week I selected one of my favorite downtown properties to host in.
Surrounded by the distractions of good shopping and proximity to my home & friends I was kept focused by my assistant who apparently bored by my approach to availability decided to playfully test my professionalism.
After several days off I was excited by the prospect of meeting friends and felt a flush of anticipation and physical excitement while bathing.

After I finished my makeup I received notes on a prospective guest. I was impressed by her methodical verification and I chose to accept the suitor.
I took another glance at my made face & curled hair, slipped into my silk dress & heels and walked around the suite to become comfortable in my chosen outfit.  I looked at myself several times, practiced my smile, walked the length of the long entry corridor in practice a few times imagining what it would be like to have the eyes of my guest on my legs & heels and gave a little laugh at myself for being so self-conscious.

At the light knock at the door I was expecting, I answered, with only my red nails wrapped around the opening door to greet him.  He quickly entered, a blur of a long overcoat and cologne and then he was behind me as I placed the little privacy hanger out and locked the door.  I knew he was looking at my backside and the fit of my dress; I paused to let him turning around slowly with a smile.  I looked at him for the first time and his face showed that he was pleased which made me happy and I felt a little sigh of relief.
I wrapped my arm around his lower back, settled into the nook of his shoulder and we introduced ourselves briefly while walking down the hall where I excused him to freshen up.
I fidgeted while I waited, lighting a few more candles and decided whether or not to undress, settling on the drama of watching him remove my clothing.
He emerged with a gentle smile, still fully clothed and I was relieved that I would have a few more moments to learn his pace and desire.
I approached him to loosen his tie; I brought my face close to his to find out if he would allow me to kiss me- and he did.  His hair brushed my face, he wrapped his arms around my waist and he turned his mouth to mine; I held my breath like I always do during the first kiss and relaxed into it, instantly aroused.

It was then that I tasted the smoke in his mouth - it was as though he had chain smoked just before coming upstairs.  At that moment I also noticed the slight tremble in his touch.
I drew back and looked at his face and understood immediately that this was his first time with a provider.  I asked and he quietly said "yes" and with that I began a very charged session determined to demonstrate all of the good things about being with a professional without compromising the quality of our time together with a routine.  

We undressed each other quietly and took our time touching the lengths of each others bodies.
He let me position him in several different ways so that I could demonstrate my body and make myself fully available to his explorations while I took him in and out of my mouth.
He decided that he was too excited for prolonged play in that manner and asked to be inside of me.
I wanted it too and moved to cover him quickly; with one fluid motion from his surprisingly strong arm he positioned me underneath him with my back deeply arched and my bottom high in the air.  He pushed himself into me slowly; my several days off clearly evident with tightness and then a flood of response.  Any previous awkwardness or reserve on his part was erased by instinct as he gripped my waist with one hand, pressed my body into the mattress with the other hand and skillfully worked me to orgasm in a matter of minutes.  No need for theatrics, I was relatively quiet until I came which brought a deep moan, insistence that he wouldn't stop and my body clamping firmly around his in a series of shudders-
My response prompted his and I immediately felt him throbbing inside and collapsed atop me with his arm still wrapped around my waist.
Sweating, laughing and damn near crying I turned my face to look at his and thought "that's about as real as it gets."

He dressed quickly as not to miss his train home.
I gave him a little spiel about serving as a reference for him and the benefits of using TER, all of the things I thought would be helpful in his foray into the hobby.
He looked at me quizzically during my explanations and he said:
"That all sounds really great...but how do I find you? Is your friend going to ask me all of those questions again?"

I kissed him goodbye, assured him that the hard part was over gave him a name that I would recognize and told him to call me anytime.

As delicious as that experience was, I was primed and ready for my next guest a few hours later, a hobbyist of many years with many tricks.  I met his show-ey display of skill with my own thoroughly enjoying the juxtaposition of the physical honesty of the new client and the intensity and ambition of the seasoned client.

Xo,
Ally
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Wow I am wondering what you thought about our encounter hmmm I know what I thought my toes are still curled up

review to come

You are actually the "seasoned hobbyist" mentioned towards the end of my story : ).

I think you could tell that I was quite keyed up that afternoon; thank God I had a warmup because I don't think I could have handled your energy "cold"!

*Sigh*
That was a VERY good day in the Allybook.

Thank you for a wonderful visit.

Xo,
Ally

my very first time, not that long ago, but your story resonates with me. I remember being scared to death driving into town. What if I get into an accident? What if I get pulled over? All things that can't be easily explained. ( Actually did get a parking tix LOL) Not a smoker so had a bananna to help settle my uneasy stomach. Into the Hotel and up to the room(what am I doing?)And then, one small, soft kiss( you know who you are!) and the world is right, for 60 mins at least.
I leave smiling like I have not for years, and again, all is good. Have never turned back after that wonderful hour.
Thank you Ally ( who I have yet to have the pleasure) and all the other women who make us feel at ease and keep us coming back!