I had an arrangement with one of my two favorite SBs of all time from 2021 to 2023, while she was in college and then unemployed for a year after graduation. It apparently was not one of her favorites, as she ghosted me about two weeks after she got a real job (in computers).  I was not happy about it, but did not make a fuss -- as Herb reminds us, all arrangements end.   But because she ghosted me rather than explaining, I don't know if she was just moving on, or hated me, or what.  

Anyway, Saturday night, my wife and I go out to dinner and as we walk to our table, I can see that she is seated at a table just on the opposite side of a frosted glass divider from our table. I literally  sat next to her (separated by the divider) for an hour and a half, quite uncomfortable about what might happen.  Nothing did.  

But it is a reminder, I guess, to always try to leave relationships on good terms, if you can (I never had the chance), in case you run into them in the future, or rekindle the relationship of course.  

Thanks for the shout out.  You handled it well, in that you did nothing.  

 
Hopefully you didn't even make eye contact with the former SB, so she may not have known you were there.  And you don't mention it, but I'm assuming she was there with a date of her own? He could have been a BF, Hubby, or even a new SD.  So I'll guess that even if she did see you, she realized that ignoring you was the right thing to do.  

 
Now might be a good time to think of how you will react if she did see you and recognize you and decides to contact you in the near future.  Or I suppose if you are still interested, despite being married, will you contemplate contacting your old SB?  That's a risky move and I'm not sure I would go there... but I'm not you.  

 
Life is good

 
The Cat

Especially after ghosting.  She could have a million things going through her head.  Who knows what her life is like. She might be in a marriage, arrangement, or a complete disaster.  She also may want to forget she was having sex for money or dating an older guy.

Sounds like you handled it perfectly, Ali. Well done.

 
I've had two chance encounters in the wild.

 
1) Twelve years ago I was at my airport gate at a major east coast city. I recognized a well known, upper-tier indy escort when I was about four feet away from her. I had seen her once and I have nothing but praise for her. She pulls out her (paper) boarding pass and I succumb to the temptation to read her name. I thought about saying something friendly, but good sense took hold and we each continued our journeys with no interaction. Nothing good would have come from reintroducing myself, and I'm glad I realized that in the moment.

 
2) This year, out at a high class steakhouse in a not-large Midwestern city with a 23yo hottie dressed to kill. I had specifically asked for a cozy, wraparound booth. She sits down but before I'm even seated, I see one of my company's investors at another table with his party. Not the kind of investor who would approve -- at all -- of me dating someone decades younger on a fairly obvious sugar date. I told my date we needed to leave. (This was not our first date.) She complied immediately as if she understood and I did explain as we left. We found another classy place for dinner. Once seated, she noticed one of her friends across the room. She wasn't comfortable, but it would have been worse to get up and leave. We outlasted her friend and her date, who maybe? never recognized her. Interestingly, the two incidents increased the sexual tension. She said it was "so hot" to possibly be seen by those we know. She told me she also had seen me with another girl in that town on another night a couple weeks before. Our BCD that night was explosive. The morning matched it. However, I decided to end it because ... she's seeing me with another girl in town ... my investor could have seen us ... and her friend could have seen us. That town is too small for dinner dates. Which is too bad because she eagerly took anything I gave her and wanted even more. Great BJ skills, great skills all around.  

 
Rockford

I definitely did not make eye contact. Indeed, I felt like I had my hand over my face most of the evening. I will not make contact. Although I was sad to see it end, I have accepted my fate and moved on.  She was there with three friends.

As planned, I took my #1 SB to Morton's Steak last night after some memorable BCD fun... guess she really liked those flowers I sent...

 
We arrived about 15 minutes ahead of our reservation time and stood by the hostess station waiting to check in. I was just about to give the hostess my name when I spotted a rather familiar luscious ass attached to a 5'4" AA women standing in front of me.  I recognized that ass immediately. I knew it from all the times I've spanked it, licked it, glazed it, and had it planted on my lap as it rode me Cowboy style.    

 
It was a former SB:  
The one I took to Australia for a month in 2017.  
The one who I busted using money I gave her to attend a career-advancement seminar in Las Vegas but instead used it to fuck a Chad she'd met on IG in Vegas (there was no seminar).  
The one who stuck me with a past due rent bill for $1k three years after I stupidly co-signed her first-year lease.    
That SB!  

 
She was with another Chad; mid-30's, tall, athletic, well-dressed and confident. Outwardly I remained calm, cool, and collected.  Inwardly, my brain was overheating as it tried to game-out every possible scenario that might occur IF she spotted me. Fortunately, they were led off to a table by the hostess before I could say my name, and she did not see me.  

 
My date was unaware of the disturbance in the Force as that Sith-in-Training headed away from me.   We were directed to wait by the bar until our table was ready.  The old SB and her Chad headed to a different room than we would be in, and I did not see either of them after that.  

 
I hope they are very happy together.... but I want my fucking $1,000 back!  

 
Life is good

 
The Cat

I’ve had the opportunity to take my family out a meal and interact with a SB as she was our server.  Once at a steak house where the wait staff all sing and perform together. My meal came out all fucked up, she was a vindictive bitch. At least she didn’t want to make a scene and loose her job. A second one was Christmas morning b’fast.  That one I didn’t recognize at first but it rekindled our arrangement for a few more meetings.