Annoying client

So I’m a gay escort advertising in FL.

Last week, a guy (43) from NC told me that he would be visiting a city an hour and a half away from me, on account of work. He said he would be staying Monday-Thursday and would want to meet twice depending on how the first interaction goes. He said he wanted to first meet on Monday.

So I tell him, days in advance, that I work my regular job that night. I work in a restaurant and it’s pretty standard to never have a specific “end time” because it’s entirely business dependent. Because I knew I’d be leaving work late, and would then have to travel to his hotel, I told him I wouldn’t be there until after midnight.

So Monday comes around and he starts texting me saying he needs me there ASAP. Luckily, where I work I’m allowed to switch out times with co-workers, so I give $30 to a co-worker so he’ll stay late for me and I can leave when he would’ve been leaving.

So I get to the hotel around 11:30, they only have paid parking. The client tells me to park there and he’ll pay the fee. I find a spot, grab my purse, and start putting my condoms, lube, lotion etc inside. I turn the other way and there’s a random man standing outside. I get out the car and he says he’s from valet, so I tell him I’m just meeting a friend and things shouldn’t take more than an hour. He says okay and lets me park for free 💅🏻

Anyway, so I get to the hotel room. The guy asks me to take my clothes off, so that’s what I do. And he IMMEDIATELY asks me “So why are you a whore? Did something traumatic happen? You seem to be too good for this.”

Like, how am I supposed to be sexy when that’s the first thing you say to me? I tell him I love meeting new people and giving them great emotional and sexual experiences, and he says “Nah, that’s too rehearsed, like it feels like a Miss America answer”.

He asks me how many guys I’ve met up with recently, I ask him if he has a wife (he does), and we conclude some questions aren’t worth asking.

He asks me if I’m ever afraid of serial killers, and what I would do if he tried to attack me. I said I’d scream and would like to start now, and he freaks out talking about how his co-workers are nearby and they can’t hear any commotion.

At this point I’m annoyed so we get to the sex part. I give him a massage, he says I suck at it, I don’t offer massage so whatever. Then we get to oral/anal. He asked “What if I don’t to wear the condom” so I told him he’d get AIDS and he said it might be worth it. Like bruh…

He tells me to nut cause it will help him nut, I nut in about 10 seconds and he says some “Damn I must’ve turned you on”. We’re trying different stuff, he can’t nut, he tells me I “can’t leave” until he nuts as if I intended to. He nuts, we shower and he asks some more dumb questions.

Like if I’ve met with more than one client in the same day. “Uh, never mind actually. Don’t answer that.” I’m a HOOKER for goodness sake.

“What do you do if you’re unattracted to a client?” What I just did? The lack of self awareness is…insane.

Anyway, he tips $50 which was nice, we agree to meet again on Wednesday, which was yesterday. I work late again but am willing to make accommodations, so I text him four times between 4 and 6 PM confirming that we’re going to meet because he’s so far away.

He responds at 10 asking where I am. I say I’m at work, can’t leave early now, and that I wouldn’t be traveling to him on account of not getting a response earlier, as I’ve already made plans for the night. I tell him I can do Thursday instead.

He’s pissed, I send him a (purposely bad) ass pic and tell him to masturbate. He says that’s not enough and needs something better, I ignore him.

I don’t know if he’ll want to meet tonight, but God…he’s mentally exhausting. His poor wife.