Many years ago, the early noughties if I remember rightly, I put an advert in the local Friday Ad and one or two other local papers, and I think, the Daily Sport, and waited to see what would happen. I didn`t expect a lot of interest and I was right. All I got was pervy blokes ringing me up or texting me asking for details. I had a message from someone reckoning that they were two gay guys who wanted to hire me for a session - no thank you and probably (hopefully) not real anyway. I soon realised that it was the same old gang of saddos trawlling through the small ads who would ring me and ask the same questions so I knocked it on the head for a while as it was a complete waste of time.
Then I had the idea of discretely advertising a massage service through the Personals column of the local paper (they were not so strict on what you put in the ad in those days) as I am quite good at massage having been taught how to do it properly by one of my regulars who was a qualified masseuse. I had three calls all from women and met two of them. The first was a right ugly fat minger with who I got away with a massage and fortunately it didn`t go any further.
The second one was an old granny in her seventies who I met at her flat for a coffee to see how we got on. Her husband had passed away years ago and I don`t think she had had any cock for a long time. I left her to think about it and she rang me a couple of days later and I went round her flat and shagged her. She wasn`t too bad bodywise considering her age but it was a strange experience performing to order as it were. I went to her flat and she came to the door with just her undies on under a night gown and I took her into the bedroom where we both stripped naked and I got into bed with her. I actually performed very well under the circumstances. The sex was like making love to a complete stranger (which of course it was) kissing, cuddling, fingering, sucking her tits etc etc. I gave her a good licking out, donned the rubber and fucked her long and hard. Got £50 for that effort.
She called me a couple of weeks later and I went over and gave her a good sorting out again. And then it all went tits up. She got a massive dose of EAS and started ringing me at all hours of the day and night. Fortunately I had been sensible and used a pay as you go anonymous mobile for contacts. She literally started to stalk me and I became a bit paranoid as I didn`t know if she was going around trying to find and me and if she would turn up at my house. She didn`t know my proper name or where I lived of course but she only lived a few miles away and I saw her in the local supermarket once not long after (but she didn`t see me thank God). I ignored her and eventually the calls stopped coming but it taught me a bloody big lesson and it is not an experience I would want to repeat. I had no other contacts after that and called it a day.
