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A couple of days later, as I was dropping off a friend to catch a flight at Luton airport, I thought I saw somebody that I recognized. I slammed the brakes on in my Mercedes sports hearing the roaring AMG engine protest. Was that my favorite date from Luton escorts dragging his suitcase behind him. He looked as he was getting ready to hale a taxi, so I shouted out with both arms waving in the air. I got a look of surprise but I knew that he had recognized me.
Slowly he walked towards me, and I felt a mounting sense of expectation. “Helena” he said I nodded yes. I offered him a lift to his accommodation, and I soon realize that he had thrown in his job Stateside. Fortunately, he had kept his apartment in North London which had I visited many time on outcalls with Luton escorts. We had so much to chat about, but his apartment only had a bottle of red wine for us to share. However, the red wine helped us to relax, and as we felt our tight knotted bodies unwind, we gradually let go and became one and whole again.
An hour later, it did not matter that we only had a bottle of red wine to share. As we lay on his bed, exhausted from a few minutes of desire, I knew that I wanted to explore my feelings for this beautiful man. Yes, he was a few years older than me, but I knew that it was good to have a steady and slow hand after hectic days at Luton escorts. That evening, I never bothered to start up that roaring AMG engine again and drive back to my Luton escorts boudoir.
My motor was running in a completely different way, and as I felt the touch of my lover’s hands on my body, I knew that I was not in a hurry to rush back for anything. Slowly we let our desire ebb and flow throughout the night. In the early hours, as I climaxed for the last time, I knew that I had found my place in the world and settled down to sleep contently for the first time in a worry long time. Watching my lover drift off into sleep, I wish that I could find the words to express how much I missed him.