Cooking is one of those things that seems to be so normal and doable yet has some how completely passed me by. My mum was never really into cooking or preparing fancy home cooked meals, preferring instead quick oven cooked meals and pre-made dinners out of boxes. I guess I developed a similar lack of interest but now I’m approaching my thirties I’m experiencing a desire to feel more at home in the kitchen. I’m an elite escort and last year I got lucky in that I met a new client who was a chef and even owned his own restaurant. We had a couple of dates together before I felt as though I could be forward enough and somewhat cheeky enough to ask him for a lesson. I needn’t have been worried as he was delighted by the idea and decided that our next session would take place at his home, where we could make full use of his big kitchen and fancy appliances.
I love my work as an elite escort and the interesting experiences it affords me, but in the days leading up to it, I was particularly looking forward to my cooking lesson. I turned up looking sexy but with a fairly informal dress code, suited to our stay at home date of the evening. We got into the cooking pretty quick and my client had already decided what we would make for dinner. He assigned me tasks, showing me and giving tips along the way. We made a great team in the kitchen and later on we made a great team in the bedroom.
