Seeing somebody you know at work
A few months ago I walked into the introduction room in the brothel to introduce myself to a punter. You can imagine my surprise when I saw my Mum and Dad’s neighbour there. From the look on his face he was shocked to see me standing there wearing nothing but lingerie and heels and about to offer him my services. I tried not to show my own surprise and quickly introduced myself before he could say anything.
“Hello John. I’m Emma. What can I do for you today?”
After a silence that seemed to last forever he replied, sounding more than a little embarrassed “Hi Emma. Do you do anal?”
I nodded “Yes, I’d be more than happy to do it with you”
At that point I excused myself saying that he had to meet the next lady. While I was waiting for him to choose a lady I couldn’t help feeling proud of myself for staying calm when I saw him. I’d always known that someone I knew outside work would come in and see me working but I’d never been sure how I would react. It helped that I wasn’t very worried about him telling anyone about me since my family and closest friends already knew what I was doing. The more I thought about it the less worried I got. He knew why I was there and I knew why he was there. If he told anyone about me there wasn’t anything I could do about it. Besides, I’ve never been ashamed of my prostitution.
John chose another lady that night but he came back about a month later and hired me. I see him every month now.
“Hello John. I’m Emma. What can I do for you today?”
After a silence that seemed to last forever he replied, sounding more than a little embarrassed “Hi Emma. Do you do anal?”
I nodded “Yes, I’d be more than happy to do it with you”
At that point I excused myself saying that he had to meet the next lady. While I was waiting for him to choose a lady I couldn’t help feeling proud of myself for staying calm when I saw him. I’d always known that someone I knew outside work would come in and see me working but I’d never been sure how I would react. It helped that I wasn’t very worried about him telling anyone about me since my family and closest friends already knew what I was doing. The more I thought about it the less worried I got. He knew why I was there and I knew why he was there. If he told anyone about me there wasn’t anything I could do about it. Besides, I’ve never been ashamed of my prostitution.
John chose another lady that night but he came back about a month later and hired me. I see him every month now.