My first Regular was, in fact, also my very first punt; she had a full-time day job and advertised home visits for non-sexual companionship at £50 an hour - she was actually simply trying to raise some cash to buy a small car. We had a very convivial evening, I got a bit bold, she didn`t object very strongly and we finished up in bed. She was not particularly good looking, but I had been without sex for over a year, she had the tightest fanny I`d ever put my dick into, I soon found which buttons made her cum, and it was all very satisfactory.
She agreed to come again a few days later, it was just as good again and she stayed for 3 hours, and in the end she came to see me twice every week for 3 hours at a time (all still at £50 an hour) for the next 4 months. The sex was just so good that I could not imagine it being any better with anyone else. Then she told me she`d got enough for the car and a shiny new engagement ring from her fiance, and she hoped I`d find another nice girl.
The second regular I`d found on AW. She operated part-time, preferring outcalls, and was prepared to come to my house on a Sunday evening. She, also, was not a ravishing beauty, but once she got going she was very, very hot stuff. I fucked her almost every Sunday evening for a couple of hours at a time for 10 months until her ex-husband turned up again and got her pregnant.
My last Regular I again found on AW over 9 years ago- working for a very dubious agency. I booked her for 2 hours outcall at my home, she was comparatively young at 24 (compared with my then 79) and her sexual experience was rather limited. I thoroughly enjoyed giving her the benefit of my own 60 odd years sexual education, we certainly clicked sexually and both thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. She left the Agency, and set up on her own and became my Regular for over 6 years. She was certainly the best fuck I have ever had, and I only had to simply think of her for a couple of minutes before my dick was standing firmly to attention. Sadly she insisted that under no circumstances was I to review her here or she would never see me again. She has, in any case, now retired.
Unfortunately I now find that, at 89, neither thinking of her, nor any other subterfuge, still has the same power, my musket will no longer `present arms` and I am only left with the memories.