Andy was approaching retirement having worked in insurance for his whole life. He'd never married and had never even had sex, not that he'd told anyone this. He was a little embarrassed so had hidden it from his friends all these years. He had a lot of friends, both male and female that he socialised with but he'd never met anyone he'd wanted to settle down with. That's why he'd never had sex. Little did he know that was all about to change with the help of a high class busty London escort.
Andy had heard about escort services but had never dared call one. What he didn't know was that his good friend Helen used to be London escort in South Kensington. Andy was meeting Helen today. He'd always thought she was beautiful but hadn't ever been able to make the move. Today they were going to see a play and then take the evening from there. They'd always enjoyed the odd impromptu drink or too, nothing too much as Andy always had work the next day but today was Friday, he could relax tonight.
On their way home, as usual they slipped into their local bar and ordered a bottle of wine. With them both having the next day off, it wasn't long before they were a little tipsy. Helen leaned in toward Andy and told him she had something to get off of her chest. He was taken aback but assured her, she could tell him anything. She began to whisper and as she did, he leaned in closer. He couldn't believe what she was telling him. Helen hushed, "I used to be an escort in London for one of the best escort agencies Central London. In fact I was considered one of the best Asian escorts they had to offer."
He leant back, open mouthed not knowing what to say. She was always so quiet and somewhat of a wall flower. He found it difficult to believe that she used to be an escort. He leant in towards her more, putting his hand on hers and assured her that he didn't care about her past, she was his friend and that was it. He then decided this was the perfect opportunity to get a secret off of his chest, tit for tat as they said. He told her about his lack of female company and how it had led him to still being a virgin at 59 years old.
He could see she was getting a little curious. She asked if he'd ever come close and how often it crossed his mind. He told her he was curious but had accepted that was simply the way it was. She got up and headed to the bar bringing back a bottle of champagne, she wanted to toast their friendship and their newly divulged secrets. She had suddenly found herself hugely attracted to this tall, strong virgin. She wanted to show him just what she was missing. With her experience as one of the busty escorts she thought she was the perfect woman. She kept quiet though; she didn't want to scare him away. He always walked her home so that would be the perfect opportunity.
They stumbled out of the bar about an hour later and as always he walked her to her door. He lived a little further down but always liked to make sure she got home safe. As he was about to say goodbye she grabbed his hand. She asked him if he'd like to come and talk a little more about his secret he'd revealed. He was shocked but the alcohol had given him enough courage to simply utter "yes, ok then".
She opened her door and ushered him in. Standing in her living room, watching her pour him a coffee (she wanted to sober him up a little) he begun to feel urges he'd never felt before. He felt a stirring in his crotch as he watched her bend over. Tonight was going to be the night he'd been waiting for his whole life and with one of the best female escorts, well ex-escort anyway. She could feel his hand reach toward her waist...