Dinner, the Yacht and the Escort

Dinner, the Yacht and the Escort

One of the advantages that my repeat escort clients have is that I’m willing to break out of our standard hotel meet. I’ve seen him over 4 times and by now knew that he loved the water and had a yacht. He always invited me to go with him on a cruise even a short day trip, but since the yacht was in Europe there wasn’t much chance of that happening.

As usual a month before his arrival in Israel, he sent me an email where we made a preliminary date. This time however he told me to save a 2 hours maybe even 3 hours.We started off with dinner in the Herzaliya, one of the very nice restaurants next to the marina. I guess since I was there as an escort, it was a business meeting.  I like fish and so that is what I ordered, and what was served was not what I had ordered. I had a slight dilema, I don’t have a problem in asking / telling the waitress that I had received the wrong fish, I just didnt want to do it in such a way as to ruin the fun and light atmosphere that I was working on with my client, yet I wasnt going to accept the fish. I figured that it wasnt such a bad thing, since my client  will get to know a little bit more about me, my personality. Still, I didn’t want to freak out the young waitress.

I explained to her the problem, yet she insisted that I received what I ordered. Ok this was not working out as planned, I asked her, well sort of demanded that she bring in the manager, but with smile. My client, clearly wasnt sure what to do about this as  i was clearly in control and he was slightly uncomfortable. Anyway the manager came, quickly took away the fish and soon I had the fish I ordered. I though this exchange slightly ruined the atmosphere,  I was wrong. After my fish arrived, he had this funny smile, I asked him what was going on and said he never knew how a strong woman could turn him on. He was used to being the “strong man, the one in control” and the interchange that I had with the waitress, simply “turned him on.

This has happened to me more than once and it always surprises me (well less now).Though I can take care of myself, its seems that our cultural training seems to favor giving control to the man. And when I take control, the reaction is always interesting. I could tell that he was getting excited and probably thinking about skipping our meal and heading straight for the room.  I made it clear that we are not rushing through our dinner and infact I might even have two deserts…

 

Control he liked? Control he was going to get!

I certainly took my time, in fact I removed my shoe and even played with his foot, put my foot up his pants a little bit. I also ordered a second side dish, a second desert, always reminding him that I am in charge. I could see it was driving him crazy, the teasing with my foot while my taking my time with dinner. This escort was not going to be so easy 🙂

As we finished, I asked him which hotel, he just glanced at the boats in the marina with had this naughty smile. I had to think quickly, should I give him this ‘victory.? It does change our relationship as it means giving up some control, and I was curious about his boat. I gave him a smile back but did mention that we’re staying in the marina.

We walked along the many boats and finally at the far end arrived at his a modest yacht and it was then that the wind picked up and the rain started. I always like the rain and love the wind, especially when I’m inside and can hear it outside. This was a bit different as the rain on the boat had a different sound than that of a house, a bit more threatening and the wind was definitely having its affect on my balance. (hi heels and boats are not a good combination).

I cant say it wasn’t fun, because it was and it certainly was different from my traditional hotel visits as the architecture is a bit different from the standard hotel room, luckily I”m very flexible 🙂

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