I’VE been using escorts for sex because I know I don’t measure up in the bedroom.
I’m 42 and my last relationship was 20 years ago when I got talking to a girl who caught the same bus to work as me.
After a few weeks of dating we planned to have a weekend together and I knew we were expecting sex.
I was anxious because it was going to be my first time but our first day away seemed relaxed.
But my worst fears were realised when I stepped out of the shower that evening. I saw her look at me and smirk and I knew it was because she’d seen my penis.
We went to bed but she didn’t seem to enjoy it and she certainly didn’t orgasm.
She ended our relationship not long after with the “It’s me, not you” line but I’ll never forget her smirk. It haunts me — and I’ve never had a girlfriend since.
I was chatting to a work colleague one day a few months ago and he said he’d used an escort agency when he wanted company. I started looking online and found a company that looked professional.
I made an appointment, met a lovely girl and took her for dinner. She was 26 and after our meal she asked whether I’d like sex.
I booked a hotel room and we had sex. She said it was great.
I left feeling good about myself but then I thought she’d say anything to keep me onside.
I booked another escort the following week using a different agency in case word got around about my size. The same thing happened with a girl who was 28. She also said I was a good lover. I didn’t believe her but then I didn’t need to see her again.
I’m now booking escorts every week and it’s taking all my money. I can’t go on like this. Are these girls telling me the truth?
Source: THE SUN OF LONDON