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Tales from the Mile High Club

Sexy Gatwick airport escort dreams of a starry night

5th May 2012

All thoughts of Hermione vanished from my mind as I trailed the well known actor with my eyes in contemplation of an exciting illicit encounter. Should I take the plunge and proposition the handsome hunk or would I just end up looking foolish when he rejected me. To be fair I wasn’t use to being snubbed by men and I could only remember one occasion when I had made a move on a guy and been rebuffed and that was only because his wife was by his side. Well, when you fancy someone you have to give it at least one chance do you not?

After my seriously sensual and sexy tryst with the female television presenter mid air I had vowed to take up my own form of autograph hunting and it didn’t involve a pen and ink! This was my first chance to satisfy my new found craving for celebrity sex and so I needed to make an effort and give it a go. With my looks I could have been an actress or a model, perhaps even editorial as well as glamour – though when you undress me you do reveal my hidden charms and to be fair there are not many women with a body as toned and desirable as mine – a visiting escort at Airport escorts or a catwalk queen. I had the looks, I oozed sex appeal and I was ready and willing and taken all together that was some erotic combination even if I say so myself. When I worked at Heathrow Airport escorts I had stood out from the crowd and that translated into a regular following of clients who just couldn’t get enough of my sensual massages and sexy company. Would the movie star feel the same?

The actor was in his early fifties if his internet movie database was accurate and he was married. He didn’t feature in the tabloids much and certainly not for any scandals so if he did cheat on his partner he did so discretely and with some style. I liked a man who didn’t go around boasting about his sexual conquests, it showed class and a regard for his other half that, frankly, some of the footballers I had enjoyed over the years generally lacked. I guess if you are a regular ‘victim’ of kiss and tell revelations it probably makes you less sensitive to casual sex partners as you probably always fear the worst, such as a double page spread in a red top and a mark out of ten in the bedroom!

I walked casually across to where the star was leafing through some non-fiction titles in the Gatwick airport newsagents and sent a text to my friends at Airport escorts telling them just whom I had spotted and what my intentions were. I hadn’t even taken half a dozen steps before the envious texts rained in from the busty escorts wishing me luck and asking me to send pictures of him in a state of undress! Charming!