Become a male escort during Christmas

becoming a male escortMy name is Frederick. I am not really a male escort. I am an accountant and work in the bank. But during the festivities, I seize the opportunity of increase in demand for escorts to become a male escort. It is something I have been doing for years now, and it has been a thrilling experience.

One thing that excites me the most about male escort is that anyone can become a male escort. I have discovered that no one becomes rich from their earnings alone. You can be comfortable but not rich. So, it is not a surprise that everyone seems to be taking upside hustles.

For the past one year, I started to work; I have always been thinking of what I can do to diversify my income. Whenever I finished paying my bills for that month, I was left with next to nothing. I didn’t like it at all, so I have been searching frantically for an alternative source of income.

I did not set out to become a male escort. It all happened accidentally. Christmas was nothing special for me. I would go out, have a few drinks with friends then come back home and spend the rest of the day hugging and caressing my bed.

Last Christmas something remarkable happened that transformed my life and my finances forever. I was with my friends in the bar as usual. We were chatting and drinking when a lady walked up to us asking if she could get an escort to show her around because she was new in the city. She was damn gorgeous. She had a straight face with a matching body. Her boobs and butt were just perfect.

I impulsively said yes, “I could do that”.

In my mind, I thought of spending time with a lovely lady, getting to know her and probably starting something serious with her. I was becoming pretty worried that I have no girlfriend. My male friends often tease me that I am a monk. I wanted to seize this opportunity. She was excited at my offer to help, and I was excited about a different reason too.

She was an exciting person to be with. Every minute of the way, she was chattering and making jokes that cracked me up. Normally, I would have been on my bed, but here she was injecting some of her Christmas spirits into me. I was having the best time of my life ever. I took her around different parts of the city. We played a few games in the park, stopped over in a few restaurants for drink, food or snacks.

I remember going to one of the exotic restaurants which offered Mexican dishes. It was the first time I had the privilege of tasting food that is not native to America. She had not too, but the way she ate the food will make you think it was one of her favourites. We had margaritas and burgers too.

We ended on the beach and joined a team to play volleyball. We also did a little of sunbathing, and then I took her back to her hotel room in the evening. I hugged her and gave her a peck and turned to go. The melody of her voice halted me,

“You don’t want to take your fee?”

I had not even answered when she dipped her hand into her purse and doled out a few dollar notes and stretched out her hand for me to take. I took the money without bothering to count.

“Hope it is enough”, she said.

I shrugged and laughed. Then put the money in my pocket.

She turned around to go then seemed to have remembered something.

“Can I get your number? I have some girls who need male escorts too.”

I gave her my number, and she thanked me. As I left, I counted the money, and it was close to my monthly salary. I was super excited. The next day, on Boxing Day, I got a few more calls. I still work in the bank but anytime the opportunity presents itself I become a male escort. It has been an exciting adventure all the way.