.. and while I have my share of weird thoughts none of them revolve around seeing escorts either pre or post.

Back when I was married and had to do my hobbying during the work day, getting  caught goofing off was a real concern.

It wasn't bad before the cell phone, but sometimes the office would leave a message for me to call at wherever I was headed and when I was late getting back to them, it would arouse suspicion.  Of course I could always claim traffic jams and/or I never ran into the person with the message for me, etc.

After cell phones, the office got used to yanking my chain whenever they want, and often I would leave the phone on and on occasion I'd get a call in the middle of a session, which was a real bummer.

Now I'm divorced and the kids are out of the house, and I hobby on the weekends.  It's pure bliss now.

When I used to drive in downtown DC, I used to get super paranoid about having my car towed away..

Solution: I found a couple of reasonable garages and would park there. Then took  the cab. If the hotel has valet parking for guests, that works too.. Yes, it costs a little more, but much better experience than worrying...

For second one, I don't have that problem. Since I don't have a BOSS at home like some of you guys..

I would say stop answering wife's calls altogether. Not just when you are fucking a hooker. So when she does call you when you are getting your dick sucked, and the call goes unanswered she wouldn't feel anything out of place. Eventually she will realize that husband is an asshat..and doesn't answer phone anymore.. Alternatively, you can even try to tell her that you have a new phone which only works one way..  

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Is Le kicking down door or how ever you would get busted! With SO an cell phone she knows I am busy an don't answer, it is the same with company. I have lot of voice mail's. If I have date over two hour's I just say got to answer this. Another reason I like seeing same Lady!

Welcome Cheddar

A few times I kept worrying if I had shut my head lights off. I don't like missing calls either, especially if family/friends... but I turn my ringer off and am sure not answering it while with one of you fine gentlemen  Beyond that, not really.

I have had plenty of guys answer their cell. Some are just too busy and have to answer it.

During a session,  no? Once the door closes, I have the attitude that the next hour is not go to be anything but fun, and I don't worry about the outside world.  

Prior to appointment, I cover my tracks.  I drive a plain vanilla car (by choice).  I scope the location out descreetly if it is not already known to me.  After the scond, room # call, I turn off my personal phone and don't worry about anyone calling me; hell, I grew up and spent most of life without a cell phone....the caller can wait or leave message.  And, all of this is facilitated by establishing a life pattern of taking rides, going shopping, stopping by the local pub on a whim.  Those who know me know I can disappear for a while;  I tell them it is my mental health routine.

The only thing I worry about is ladies who insist on wearing lipstick.........no explaining that when it appears on my boxers.........!

The only time I got scammed was an evening in which I had bad vibes from the time I parked outside the apartment building of the incall location.  It wasn't in a bad neighborhood, but not upscale either.  I worried about LE and I worried about two guys jumping me when I went in the door.  Worried enough that I emptied my wallet of credit cards and extra cash in my car before I went in.  

Not long after I got there, having dropped the envelope and letting my driver's license be reviewed and hearing her call her security to say all was OK, we were sitting on the couch of the 1 bedroom apartment talking   The woman (accurate photos but 15 years old at least) asked if I expected sex.  When I nodded she informed me I was lucky she wasn't LE and that since her ad did not specify GFE that meant no sex was involved.  She wanted to know if I wanted to go out to the local bar for something to eat or drink.  No, I replied, let's just talk and watch the basketball game.  I did have the sense that security in the form of a large guy was either in the bedroom or the kitchen, so I didn't demand money back and certainly didn't compound my loss by buying her food and booze.  I figured the most I could do was watch the basketball game for the full hour plus and give a bad review, both of which I did.  

Should have heeded the bad vibes I felt at the beginning.  No prior reviews, of course, I was smitten by the photo