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Sex on the menu for a Middlesex Escort

31st January 2012

I had enjoyed my romp with the glider pilot but had been disappointed that I hadn’t been able to combine act with location and join the mile high club. The tandem seating had been something of a shock though the back ache I was now suffering from the confined and cramp store room wasn’t so much of a surprise. It hadn’t only been compact and bijou, it had been draughty and there had been all sorts of implements and utensils stored in there and many of them had enjoyed carnal knowledge of me... My friends at Middlesex Escorts thought it was hilarious of course.

If I was going to join the mile high club it would have to be through other means but for now I needed another adventure and one with more of a risk of being caught in flagrante. I had plenty on my ‘sexy bucket list’ including having sex in Middlesex whilst white water rafting, in the cinema, at an orgy, in a gentlemen’s club, at a football match and more... Gentlemen’s club could be good but I would need a gentleman who was a member to help me get in. There was one guy I knew from working as a cheap Middlesex Escort, someone in lower government but with a member’s card for a top gentlemen’s club. I wonder if he could be persuaded to let me borrow it. Of course he could, I’m a hot Middlesex girl and men find me irresistible, they’ll do anything for me and I will give him some fun in return. Now, what else do I need to think about?

Well actually I suppose I am a sexy Middlesex girl and that is something of an obstacle to entry to a gentlemen’s club. I would have to trim my hair, wear a loose fitting suit and possible even put on a fake moustache if I was to have any chance at all of getting in. And once in there was the not inconsiderable challenge of finding a sex partner. Come to think of it, that’s not such a worry. Lol.

I duly got hold of the membership card and I trawled second hand clothes shops for my disguise. One of the Middlesex Escorts I knew had a brother who worked in the theatre and she persuaded him to persuade his boyfriend who is a make-up artist to have a go at transforming me from miss to mister. This was going to be fun! I just hoped the security guard didn’t look too closely at either me or the photo on the pass – the guy in the picture is in his sixties... Still, if there was no risk there would be no reward, isn’t that what they say?