ever dated a former wg?

[exe-punter]

Hi All,

Just keeping it short and sweet here - I am dating (and shagging) a girl that used to do AW (in fact that's how I met her). She hasn't done AW for probably 3yrs now and we kept in touch when she stopped working. She only ever did it for the fetish of being paid (she has a day job) and only used to do an evening every other week or so (so not a high volume girl).

Anyone ever been in this situation before? Any thoughts welcome..ta!

[finn5555]

Loads of threads on here discussing dating prossies so worth searching 

I am guessing as your last review was 2023 you no longer punt 

[mancsguy1975]

Loads of threads on here discussing dating prossies so worth searching 

I am guessing as your last review was 2023 you no longer punt 

Clues in the OPs name I guess? Or maybe he's from exeter 💁‍♂️

[RandomGuy99]

She's probably reading this post, so do be careful

[LLPunting]

Clues in the OPs name I guess? Or maybe he's from exeter 💁‍♂️

Exe is short for executable in the computer world so could imply he is an active punter. 

[finn5555]

Clues in the OPs name I guess? Or maybe he's from exeter 💁‍♂️

His previous albeit a long time ago punts were around Exeter 

[Colston36]

Dated? I lived with one for about two and a half years. Most jealous women I ever met. Damn near killed me - probably would have if I wasn't wearing a new suede coat. Taught me a thing or two though. Had me lying in the bath while she pissed on me.

[Chris1990mcr]

I think a lot of WG's are pretty good fun and actually know how men work, function and quite good to spend time with in or out of a punt. Obviously huge generalisation some think we are beneath them and others are totally mental, but my finding on the whole from the demographic of girls I punt would lead me to my thoughts.

Wouldn't settle down with one though.

[Stevelondon]

Not dated but am friends with three SP’s.
A dom, the second is a SP still active and the third retired and married to one of her regulars.
See them socially occasionally and the working SP and I sometimes play (wink wink)……….. not paid playing though.

[TomTank]

Dated? I lived with one for about two and a half years. Most jealous women I ever met. Damn near killed me - probably would have if I wasn't wearing a new suede coat. Taught me a thing or two though. Had me lying in the bath while she pissed on me.

Come on Colston, spill the beans please ...

[DastardlyDick]

Assuming she no longer does paid for sex, I don't see any issues, or an I missing something?

[DastardlyDick]

Come on Colston, spill the beans please ...

Yes, I'm curious about how a suede coat saved your life too!

[alabama1]

Yes, I'm curious about how a suede coat saved your life too!

Perhaps she didn't want to get blood on it 

[MissWolf]

Perhaps she didn't want to get blood on it 

Or maybe the knife wouldn't go through it 

[Tom1976]

I went for a few dates with a WG in the Manchester area having met her socially. She was open about it.

I would be an utter hypocrite if her former employment was a reason not to get involved with her.

Nice enough woman but just wasn’t for me.

[PD11]

I was seeing one off the clock for a while, she was absolutely gorgeous. A little 5ft blonde Hungarian who was just immaculate. We were only young, so it was very exciting and full of passion.

She was a lovely girl and we’d only meet in hotels. It was a crazy situation really, and I don’t think I quite read how much she liked me because i once mentioned another girl and the whole thing started falling apart. At one point we had a threesome with her friend, it was a good time.

[alabama1]

Why does it have to be 'former' OP 

[Mr.j0nes]

You say she has stopped but always in the back of my mind would be that she might still be in contact and seeing some regulars. Trust would be a major issue   

[jimbobted]

You say she has stopped but always in the back of my mind would be that she might still be in contact and seeing some regulars. Trust would be a major issue

This. I had a couple of meetings with a girl who had come off AW as she had a boyfriend (also from that neck of the woods and similar timescale as it happens!). Profile was gone but the WhatsApp still worked and she agrees to see me (and I presume others) for an afternoon and an overnight. We also did some social stuff before/after the bookings that was FOC. Have to admit it was great fun smashing her and having her say she wished her boyfriend fucked her properly like this, having seen photos of the thuggish boyfriend - kind of guy you definitely don't want to bump into on a dark night. All come to an end when she broke up with the thug and started seeing another guy but I wouldn't be amazed if she made a quiet return.

[standardpostage]

I was seeing one off the clock for a while, she was absolutely gorgeous. A little 5ft blonde Hungarian who was just immaculate. We were only young, so it was very exciting and full of passion.

She was a lovely girl and we’d only meet in hotels. It was a crazy situation really, and I don’t think I quite read how much she liked me because i once mentioned another girl and the whole thing started falling apart. At one point we had a threesome with her friend, it was a good time.

Sounds good. Looks like you lost a diamond there.

[Doc Holliday]

Loads of threads on here discussing dating prossies so worth searching 

Yes a very regular and popular topic. It is a popular fantasy.

As well as more recent threads including this one https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=426485.

.. you can go back to a five pager in 2017 https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=166818.0

There is even a 32 page thread here from 2020 to 2022.  https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=279769.0

They all read pretty much the same, including sound advice, genuine experiences (but many more imaginary/fantasy ones) and much bullshit 

[Stevelondon]

Yes, I'm curious about how a suede coat saved your life too!

Maybe he per(suede)d her out of it

I’ll get me 🧥

[Colston36]

Settle down; this takes time. And dates back to the '60s.

I was living on Queensway with a retired call girl, as the profession was called then.

She'd introduced me to some fun activities; the second night we met she had me lying in the bath while she pissed all over me.

I had a big job with a firm on Park Street, Mayfair. She had got a straight job in Notting Hill
 
When I came home one day she asked me what I'd done. I said I had lunch in Mayfair with a girl I knew.

Immediately she said "You fucked, her didn't you?"

I denied it - because I hadn't. She kept pestering me. "Tell the truth. Admit it. I'll understand. You fucked her."

This exchange went on and on. The same conversation. Till eventually I said "Look if it makes you happy, I fucked her."

She immediately thumped me in the face, starting a nose bleed all over my brand new beautiful suede coat.

I ran out onto Queensway where we lived. She pursued me, trying to hit me again, but eventually gave up.

I came back to the flat, to get some clothes. She opened the door, stark naked, and came at me with a carving knife. I swung her round and there she was, locked out, naked.

This was the start of the end of our love affair, and not long after that I met a 17 year old Polish girl who gave me a dose - but that's another story.

The real problem  in fact was caused by drugs. My excitable friend had been hooked on meth which doesn't do much for your emotional tranquillity.

Either way, I lost a beautiful coat - though that lady and I become friends again - but not until she had tried and failed to kill herself.

[Jonestown]

Settle down; this takes time. And dates back to the '60s.

I was living on Queensway with a retired call girl, as the profession was called then.

She'd introduced me to some fun activities; the second night we met she had me lying in the bath while she pissed all over me.

I had a big job with a firm on Park Street, Mayfair. She had got a straight job in Notting Hill
 
When I came home one day she asked me what I'd done. I said I had lunch in Mayfair with a girl I knew.

Immediately she said "You fucked, her didn't you?"

I denied it - because I hadn't. She kept pestering me. "Tell the truth. Admit it. I'll understand. You fucked her."

This exchange went on and on. The same conversation. Till eventually I said "Look if it makes you happy, I fucked her."

She immediately thumped me in the face, starting a nose bleed all over my brand new beautiful suede coat.

I ran out onto Queensway where we lived. She pursued me, trying to hit me again, but eventually gave up.

I came back to the flat, to get some clothes. She opened the door, stark naked, and came at me with a carving knife. I swung her round and there she was, locked out, naked.

This was the start of the end of our love affair, and not long after that I met a 17 year old Polish girl who gave me a dose - but that's another story.

The real problem  in fact was caused by drugs. My excitable friend had been hooked on meth which doesn't do much for your emotional tranquillity.

Either way, I lost a beautiful coat - though that lady and I become friends again - but not until she had tried and failed to kill herself.

Was this the pitch for the movie Syd & Nancy ?

[Chazz]

Yes a very regular and popular topic. It is a popular fantasy.

I've never fantasised about having an SP as a GF, but have inadvertently found myself in a blurred-lines relationship with one on more than one occasion. Two of them were extremely wise, loving and pragmatic. The third was as mad as a box of frogs. At the end of the day, SPs are people just like punters are. There are kind ones and cruel ones and wise ones and mad ones. As a young man I couldn't've handled a relationship with an SP, I'd've been insanely jealous. Nowadays as a tired old fucker it really doesn't bother me. Sex is just sex and just happens to be their job too.

[PilotMan]

I ran out onto Queensway where we lived. She pursued me, trying to hit me again, but eventually gave up.

I came back to the flat, to get some clothes. She opened the door, stark naked, and came at me with a carving knife. I swung her round and there she was, locked out, naked.

As I have mentioned before, it's similar to my story, she was an insanely jealous woman.

After visiting a restaurant one evening, she accused me of flirting with the hostess. Back home, she started a fight and proceeded to literally rip her own clothes off.

I ran out and she followed me, but by now she was stark naked and had no keys, it was freezing cold mid December.

The police were called due to the commotion, I ended up getting locked up for the night. Apparently that's standard procedure in a domestic situation.

She had to call a locksmith to get her back in.

I was carted off to a police station an hours drive away. I was let go 24 hours later the next evening. I had no money, no keys, just a shirt and jeans on. The police gave me a letter to show to public transport to get free travel.

[Watts.E.Dunn]

Bloody hell Colston that suede jacket keeps reminding me of the "Russet" jacket that apparently protected Ollie Cromwell in the odd skirmish with his Cavalier adversary's!.

[advent2016]

Woman(friend with benefits) I dated went to become a sex worker and then a dominatrix.  Twenty years later she was a senior accountant I bumped into at work. We were both professional. Never saw her again. I did wonder, but thinking about previous people is pointless.

[TomTank]

Settle down; this takes time. And dates back to the '60s.

I was living on Queensway with a retired call girl, as the profession was called then.

She'd introduced me to some fun activities; the second night we met she had me lying in the bath while she pissed all over me.

I had a big job with a firm on Park Street, Mayfair. She had got a straight job in Notting Hill
 
When I came home one day she asked me what I'd done. I said I had lunch in Mayfair with a girl I knew.

Immediately she said "You fucked, her didn't you?"

I denied it - because I hadn't. She kept pestering me. "Tell the truth. Admit it. I'll understand. You fucked her."

This exchange went on and on. The same conversation. Till eventually I said "Look if it makes you happy, I fucked her."

She immediately thumped me in the face, starting a nose bleed all over my brand new beautiful suede coat.

I ran out onto Queensway where we lived. She pursued me, trying to hit me again, but eventually gave up.

I came back to the flat, to get some clothes. She opened the door, stark naked, and came at me with a carving knife. I swung her round and there she was, locked out, naked.

This was the start of the end of our love affair, and not long after that I met a 17 year old Polish girl who gave me a dose - but that's another story.

The real problem  in fact was caused by drugs. My excitable friend had been hooked on meth which doesn't do much for your emotional tranquillity.

Either way, I lost a beautiful coat - though that lady and I become friends again - but not until she had tried and failed to kill herself.

Great story Colston.
So the coat saved you as part of the swinging round, or is Miss Wolf right?
(sorry, I'm being picky!)

[Iceman90]

I’ve dated several TS working girls. If you don’t take the relationship seriously and just want fun for free it’s cool. But if you catch feelings you’re in trouble because they never quit. Unless you’re rich I guess

[Thephoenix]

'Yes, it is entirely possible to have a successful long term relationship with a retired sex worker.'
'Like any other partnership, success depends on mutual respect, trust and shared values rather than on a partner's previous occupation.'

So says Gemini, my friendly AI chat lady, and who am I to disagree.

[MissWolf]

Great story Colston.
So the coat saved you as part of the swinging round, or is Miss Wolf right?
(sorry, I'm being picky!)

I think it was more to do with the blood pouring out of his nose, suade really doesn't like blood 

[Colston36]

Settle down; this takes time. And dates back to the '60s.

I was living on Queensway with a retired call girl, as the profession was called then.

She'd introduced me to some fun activities; the second night we met she had me lying in the bath while she pissed all over me.

I had a big job with a firm on Park Street, Mayfair. She had got a straight job in Notting Hill
 
When I came home one day she asked me what I'd done. I said I had lunch in Mayfair with a girl I knew.

Immediately she said "You fucked, her didn't you?"

I denied it - because I hadn't. She kept pestering me. "Tell the truth. Admit it. I'll understand. You fucked her."

This exchange went on and on. The same conversation. Till eventually I said "Look if it makes you happy, I fucked her."

She immediately thumped me in the face, starting a nose bleed all over my brand new beautiful suede coat.

I ran out onto Queensway where we lived. She pursued me, trying to hit me again, but eventually gave up.

I came back to the flat, to get some clothes. She opened the door, stark naked, and came at me with a carving knife. I swung her round and there she was, locked out, naked.

This was the start of the end of our love affair, and not long after that I met a 17 year old Polish girl who gave me a dose - but that's another story.

The real problem  in fact was caused by drugs. My excitable friend had been hooked on meth which doesn't do much for your emotional tranquillity.

Either way, I lost a beautiful coat - though that lady and I become friends again - but not until she had tried and failed to kill herself.

[PilotMan]

Anyone else hear that echo?

[Punterperson1971]

Anyone else hear that echo?

Echo?

[Thephoenix]

Anyone else hear that echo?

Yes it was quite seismic. 

[Doc Holliday]

Yes it was quite seismic. 

.. and a little concerning maybe?

[Doc Holliday]

I've never fantasised about having an SP as a GF, but have inadvertently found myself in a blurred-lines relationship with one on more than one occasion. Two of them were extremely wise, loving and pragmatic. The third was as mad as a box of frogs. At the end of the day, SPs are people just like punters are. There are kind ones and cruel ones and wise ones and mad ones. As a young man I couldn't've handled a relationship with an SP, I'd've been insanely jealous. Nowadays as a tired old fucker it really doesn't bother me. Sex is just sex and just happens to be their job too.

You raise a number of highly salient points within that short paragraph 
 
As discussed in the historical threads, a relationship with a sex worker, be it one currently working (especially) or one retired, does have some unique challenges.

However the real challenges are those that face any relationship and are based on the individual personalities and characteristics of both parties and whether there is mutual compatibility. If that element is not right (and it frequently isn’t) then the sex worker element is of minor significance.

The sex worker and indeed the sex seeking punter does raise trust and jealousy issues, but that is not unique and is very common in all relationships. IMO increasingly so in the younger generation?

In the case of an SP and SS it normally has the advantage that it is ‘out in the open’ for discussion rather than the secret nature of affairs etc.

My use of the term ‘fantasy’ is based on my experience and many years of reading this topic and it is undoubtedly a common fantasy with many punters. As a result related EAS threads are equally common.

In addition the use of fantasy relates to many of the anecdotes of individual experiences of punter/ SP interactions that are posted in these threads, which have either a ‘Jackanory’ or ‘pissing up a wall contest’ element 

[Doc Holliday]

'Yes, it is entirely possible to have a successful long term relationship with a retired sex worker.'
'Like any other partnership, success depends on mutual respect, trust and shared values rather than on a partner's previous occupation.'

So says Gemini, my friendly AI chat lady, and who am I to disagree.

She is not wrong. It is possible. In 2026 we will celebrate 20 years 

[Punterperson1971]

She is not wrong. It is possible. In 2026 we will celebrate 20 years 

I’ve known my regular for almost 20 years and we get on really well but I wouldn’t want to date her it’s just a very good friendship

[TomTank]

I did have a lovely 6 month fling with a young fit domme, and couldn't believe my luck.
However, by month 5 I was becoming complacent and not as interested - a classic case of not wanting what you can have.

Then she dumped me and I was devastated at not having kinky fun on tap.

However, I've come to the conclusion that the type of lady that I want to be with for kinky fun, is not the type I want to be with 24/7, and in any case I love being with my partner; we just don't do sex.

Punting fills the gap for me.
Also, on other occasions when I've drifted into semi relationships with girls, it ends up being more costly, mostly in time, and the sex starts to dry up a bit.
Again, punting therefore works best, a transaction for what I want in a defined time, then move on.
And if I lose interest in a particular service provider, there's no drama ....

[Doc Holliday]

I’ve known my regular for almost 20 years and we get on really well but I wouldn’t want to date her it’s just a very good friendship

Apologies I don't understand your point? 

[TomTank]

Apologies I don't understand your point? 

it kind of looks like the same point I'm making - a preference to keep punting and personal relationships separate

[Punterperson1971]

it kind of looks like the same point I'm making - a preference to keep punting and personal relationships separate

Yes and having a good relationship with a wg but no lines crossed

[DastardlyDick]

it kind of looks like the same point I'm making - a preference to keep punting and personal relationships separate

Surely, if this burd is no longer working, that's exactly what he's done?

[Doc Holliday]

it kind of looks like the same point I'm making - a preference to keep punting and personal relationships separate

Yes and having a good relationship with a wg but no lines crossed

Thanks both. I couldn't see the relevance of linking PP's 20 years to my 20 years?

Anyway I completely agree with your viewpoint which was also mine at the time and would still be my advice now.

However life is rarely that simple and sometimes fate takes a strange hand. In my case the input of a common third party meant I changed my mind and an overturned an earlier decision to not see her again. We had only met twice 6 months apart.

Twenty years on it was the right choice for us both for the reasons I gave in my earlier post about individual personality and compatibility etc.

[Doc Holliday]

Surely, if this burd is no longer working, that's exactly what he's done?

She worked for a further six months, but neither of us could cope with it so she stopped.

[Chazz]

My use of the term ‘fantasy’ is based on my experience and many years of reading this topic and it is undoubtedly a common fantasy with many punters. As a result related EAS threads are equally common.

In addition the use of fantasy relates to many of the anecdotes of individual experiences of punter/ SP interactions that are posted in these threads, which have either a ‘Jackanory’ or ‘pissing up a wall contest’ element 

My reply wasn't a reproach of your use of the term 'fantasy'. I agree that having read several EAS/pissing contest threads on here, fantasy is indeed involved a large percentage of the time. It just made me realise that a relationship with an SP was certainly never something that I was looking for or fantasised about, but that despite my own best efforts seemed to happen accidentally, and on more than one occasion.

[King Kenny]

I had a recent fling with a Thai masseuse. Had visited this place (reviews on here said HE was not always available) for the first time and got a really good B2B. Then after I left she sent me a text from her personal mobile. We exchanged a few messages and I found myself back there a week later where we fucked this time.

After that we started seeing each other out of the shop - no more than one day a week and no overnights. Then I was out of town one night with work staying at a hotel. Suggested she might want to come with me and initially she agreed but had to cancel last minute as she had to fill in at the shop.  On my journey back whilst driving around 200 miles I received some crazy texts from her accusing me of ignoring her and only being interested in getting a free fuck. All because I didn't respond to her messages immediately while driving. Decided it was best to call it a day as there was too much drama but she's very pretty and a great fuck so a large part of me was sad.

[finn5555]

I had a recent fling with a Thai masseuse. Had visited this place (reviews on here said HE was not always available) for the first time and got a really good B2B. Then after I left she sent me a text from her personal mobile. We exchanged a few messages and I found myself back there a week later where we fucked this time.

After that we started seeing each other out of the shop - no more than one day a week and no overnights. Then I was out of town one night with work staying at a hotel. Suggested she might want to come with me and initially she agreed but had to cancel last minute as she had to fill in at the shop.  On my journey back whilst driving around 200 miles I received some crazy texts from her accusing me of ignoring her and only being interested in getting a free fuck. All because I didn't respond to her messages immediately while driving. Decided it was best to call it a day as there was too much drama but she's very pretty and a great fuck so a large part of me was sad.

Dating Thai women is dangerous they are all fucking nuts as I well know