this has been on my mind, so here goes. guys when you think back on the fun you have had what comes to mind? when the lady gets there she looks great makeup right everything right, then you have the pleasure of each other, then she looks like crap, make all over and hair messed up. so when you think back what comes to mind. the way she looked when she got there or during the deed or when she leaves???

the way she looks when she leaves  ... without question

the afterglow tells all.  In the heat of the moment everything can be wonderful - or so we will convince ourselves.  When I am with a lady who entrances me afterwords and on the way out the door I know I'm a lucky guy.  First impressions count but last impressions linger...

All three different looks, and when I think back, I think of them all.

When she arrives her attractiveness helps with the turn on and providing her the opportunity to return to her original beauty as leaves is an important part of considerations.

We see the beauty as she cums & goes as well as inbetween, but I'm most likely to remember who she is which superseeds physical attractiveness.

How you look going in is mostly how you feel about yourself.  How you look going out has something to do with me.  

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I always figure if my make-up and hair are a huge mess afterwards, I had a good time!

-Anya

I think so, too...if I had a good time, I would hope that the provider had a good time, as well.  So..even if she's a little disheveled on the way out, as long as she's wearing a smile..I'd be happy.

Sorry, normally I'm not vulgar.

But when I read your post it remended me of a woman from my past. She called it the Freshly F*cked Look.

Damn! She was beautiful. And, I loved to see her right after.

memories!

completly hot and sexy~

Shaye

Hey Sassy,

I never think a woman who has sex with me "looks like crap" afterwards (unless she started out looking that way).  

Looking hot is important upon entry, you only have one chance to make a first impression.  How you look matters a great deal at first.  How you look when you leave is less important because other senses come into play.

What comes to my mind is how I FEEL afterwards.  Like a million bucks. Elated to be alive, knowing I just rocked the world with a beautiful, talented woman who was trusting and generous enough to fufill my desires.  Sometimes her scent lingers with me (not perfume but her female essence - hormones, I think), and the things she said in the heat of the moment.  

Only a beautiful, talented, caring woman can make me feel this exhilarated.  She made me feel like a MAN - that's what I remember.

does that makes sense, dear?

Different women, different things. With some, it's the things that she said, others, it's the way she did something, maybe the way she walked, or slid onto/backed up to me. Perhaps it's the look she gave me, or that nasty little snicker, or the coy little laugh.

One thing I remember about everyone, is the way their body looked in all of it's splendor, total nakedness.

I do overnights with my ATF so I have seen her all dressed up and she is gorgeous but what I remember is how she looks when I wake up and see her face either on my chest or on the pillow next to me.  The most glorious sight in the world for me.

my .02

how can it be the most "glorious sight in the world" when you had to pay for it?

JMHO

Why do you guys like overnights so much, and what is so great about seeing their face first thing in the morning?

I don't think anyone would truly want to see me first thing in the morning!

Not the weekend yet and we are already into philosophy.  Ok, well I would counter that everything has a cost, nothing is truly free and therefore since you have to "pay" for everything then I cdon't mind paying for my ATF.

And actually, my kids smiling at me is really the most glorious sight in the whole world. But lord knows, I paid to have those kids.

IMHO

Please don't take this as being boastful, but the last overnight I did I had sex three times including once in the hotel elevator, a great dinner, great company, dancing and clubbing till the wee hours of the morning. Then when the sun rose I got to see the sunrays creep across my lover's face as she slept.  And I love AM sex.  When I used to do one hours, I would book some of them for the AM.

Any more questions as to why I like overnights?

Sedona, if your SO sleeps over, I can't help but think the best part of his day is waking up next to you.

IMHO

how can staring at your ATF's morning-after puffy face be the most "glorious sight in the world" when you're "cheating" on your wife and kids?

for that matter, is there a God? is there such a thing as free will?  am i channeling Spinoza this morning?  i ask you, am i?

[cough]

Orthodx is saying he enjoys the entire experience, the before, during, after, and way after... I'm with you man. I also enjoy the overnights. That's a true GFE/ATF experience, and I luv it.

Yes, I'm paying for that experience, and I'll enjoy every minute of it, thank you very much.

Waking up in the middle of the night and having a warm lovely woman by your side. Sheer Joy!!

Could it be that soon her "puffy" face will be down there with her lips wrapped around my little head.  And the other part is sort of like being a little pregnant.  Either you are cheating or you are not.  doesn't matter where, when or with whom.

It is what is what it is.

Do be Do be Do.

I have cable so I don't get the Spinoza channel

[burp]

You should contact Carrie of London, get the number for her male escort and spend the night with someone.  It would be a new experience, like the first time you did a sleep over at a friends house (lord I hope not, LOL)

Try it and then you won't keep asking us.  But take a nap the afternoon of.

Hey, you know that I think that it's all about the whole experience.  So what I like is the morner (same as a nooner only sooner...lol).  At my age, I'm fully aware of what happens to looks overnight, but I don't forget the lady who is there and am greatful for her still being there.  There is still fun to be had.  I do slip out for a quick tooth brushing however.

I'm so jealous.  That has been a fantasy for years.  I've had my share of fun in elevators, but NOT THAT!

An I'm with you on all the rest too.

It was cool.  Found an elevator with no security cameras snuck down at 3am her with my shirt on and me in a pair of shorts and then rode it up and down and in and out and up and down and in and out.  One scare when the door opened unexpectedly but that is part of the fun.

Allegorically speaking -

I love everything about Xmas presents

I love pretty wrapping paper and bows.

I love holding the package in my hands/arms and imagining what's inside.

I love to unwrap my presents slowly letting the anticipation grow.

I love playing with my toys once the wrapping comes off.

I love carefully putting them back in their box(es) so they stay nice for next time.

If I had to choose one ... nothing  is more alluring like that good ol' JF'd look, particularly if I was the JF-er.  

-BIG SMILE-

Did my first overnight 2 weeks ago. First time I gave a 10 for performance. So obviously it couldn,t have been any better.

"what is so great about seeing their face first thing in the morning?"

Sedona, you really are a nutcase sometimes!  Let me take the liberty of speaking for at least half the guys on this board...

Turn off the computer for a minute, go look in the mirror, and the answer will be obvious.

Actually, I think there's probably a lot of psychology to it.  As kids I suspect we struggled a bit with separation anxieties.  Back in the caveman days, what better time for a sabre-toothed tiger to get your parents than while you're sleeping.  I think way, way down inside there's all kinds of "acceptance/being trusted/being wanted/being worth staying for" subconscious baggage involved.

From a practical standpoint, it's probably like the old saying about a bad day fishing is still better than a good day at work...  Waking up to Sedona in ANY condition is still better than waking up alone.

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A little trick from my "mission impossible" days...  The inner doors of the elevator (attached to the car) and the outer doors (attached to the hall way) are separate, and only operate in unison when they are aligned just right.  Most brands of elevators can be stopped between floors by sticking your fingertips in the crack between the doors, pulling them apart, and then taking something (like an empty pop can) and putting it between the doors so they can't close.  The safety interlocks are designed such that when the inner doors are open, the car cannot move.

Why go through the trouble, you ask?  Because often, elevators have an alarm bell or buzzer that is wired to the "stop" button directly, not to a sensor that detects the car's movement.  You can stop the 'vator without craeting a lot of racket.

BTW, when you're done, remove the pop can, push the doors closed, and the car will just sit there.  Don't panic, as long as the doors are closed tight, pushing a floor button will get you back on the move.

All of the looks are important, but the most memorable are during, afterward and if overnighting, the look during sleep and when first coming awake in the morning.

A lady will have a hard time getting away with faking it at all times during the act and just afterward. And if she is not having a good time, it sure as hell won't be hidden while sleeping or when first getting up.

I would like to add one more thing. It's all about the money no matter how much we hobbyists want to flatter ourselves. Hopefully, we all provide a pretty high level of satisfaction to the providers we see, but when it's over it's over!

So many stop-me-in-my-tracks memories of ladies contorted faces of pleasure "during the deed" when she announces to me that she's about to reach her big O.  Two recent examples I am likely to never forget:  There was this young lady with an insatiable sexual appetite who was actually lightly punching herself in the head and thrashing her head side-to-side squealing, "Ahhh, noooo, noooooo, ahhhh Yeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssss," as she came -- WILD -- how in the world do I forget something like that?


Another "during the deed" memory was of a young lady and I parked in the backseat of my car on a highway rest stop after she'd pleaded with me to pull over so we could fuck immediately -- we were traveling to my place after attending a rock concert and she could not wait until we got home.  So there we were in the backseat with her riding me naked.  I shall never forget the sheer eroticism of her riding me and moaning and writhing, her full breasts swaying to and fro as the headlights of passing vehicles would briefly illuminate her sensuously steamy body in full heat.  If not the hottest sexual moment of my life, certainly in the top 3!  The funny thing about it was that she and I had already pulled over once into a closed car dealership to fuck in my driver's seat (she was a little horny that night, I think).  Everything was going great until her foot hit the automatic seat mover control and suddenly we were getting crushed in between the seat and the steering wheel!  The look on her face when she realized what was happening was priceless.  I was afraid that we were about to set off the airbag! Funny shit and we laughed about it immediately and still giggle about it today.

So, as you can see, "during the deed" always tends to hold the most memories for me.

I say: "not yet."

Believe me, I'm working on them...

i never thought so many people would post a reply. enjoyed reading them all. so now i won't feel like i look like crap when i leave i will just look at it as after glow.  i have never had a over night but if someone who like to make it my frist feel free to email me. also i live in FL so if you would like for me to fly where you are i have great rates for that email me  [email protected]