Escorts in London know better than anyone that if you want to connect with your date you have to do it when you’re alone, that’s why last night I insisted on walking my date home. Now I don’t often do such a thing but these were exceptional circumstances.
My date ‘Tony’ and I had been out in London to celebrate his birthday. ‘Tony’ had just recently got divorced and was now living with his sister until he found a place of his own, but after 15 years of marriage he wanted to celebrate a birthday doing exactly what he wanted. ‘Tony’ sent me my instructions the night before, I was to come dressed in the skimpiest French maid’s outfit I could find and then meet him at a dimly-lit restaurant, he would be dressed as James Bond. Throughout dinner I was to unbutton my dress until A) the meal was over or B) we were asked to leave. The meal was one of the sexiest and flirtiest I have ever experienced but just as our digestifs arrived ‘Tony’ got a phone call from his sister; there was some sort of leak in the flat and he had to come home immediately.
Now as I’ve said I would never usually overstep my boundaries on a date but as this one was going so well I just couldn’t help myself. His sister lived just around the corner so why not walk him home? It would be the perfect chance to spend some alone time together after a night in a crowded restaurant.
We giggled and nuzzled all the way home, my dress was frankly scandalous and when we went to say goodbye ‘Tony’ changed his mind.
“Let’s not end the evening here, I’ll run in and fix this and then we can go back to the bar.” That sounded great to me so I waited as he turned the key in the door and then followed him into the hallway.
“SURPRISE!!!” A room full of people appeared out of nowhere, waving balloons and shouting with glee, all of Tony’s nearest and dearest were there. And so was I, spilling out of a French maid’s outfit and teetering on stilettos with James Bond by my side.
In the end I decided it was best to jump in a cab and finish the date another time, but I’ll never forget the night a surprise party was more shocked to see the guest of honour than he was to see them!
