"EL MANAGER" 1. Como decidí convertirme en Manager

Good morning, I want to tell you the story of why I decided to become a Manager of girls Scort, or Prostitute, as you prefer to see it.CURIOSITYAll was when I was very young, had 19 years and although getting sex wasn't a problem or something that made me lack, always felt much curiosity to know how it would feel to be with a Sex servant, the ones I saw passing by outside of motels in the area of bars in my city, they separated in front of the local waiting for clients, and although some were young women and very attractive, also noticed that their clients were old men who didn't generate any kind of confidence and therefore one couldn't trust that these girls wouldn't have diseases or necessary hygiene; Then I started searching on the Internet, pages or forums where women announced with photographs of their bodies, clear, these services cost significantly more than the girls at the motels, and while the prettier the girl in the photos, the higher the cost.

I repeat, although it called me a lot, it wasn't an urgency what I had, sex had much at that age, so I spent several months visiting these pages foros until one chick caught my attention, She announced herself with the name Channel, 19 years old, petite, very flirtatious and sensual; Her photos helped her publication, she looked like a girl with clear skin, black hair and long, thin, medium-sized and firm breasts, small backside but well formed, and wearing black lingerie that matched but was simple. Her photos went up to her mouth which looked small, painted red and with a very flirtatious smile. OF COURSE I CALLED MY ATTENTION.

I already had curiosity and now I was interested in a particular girl, but still didn't decide because I believed that paying for sex was for old or desperate men (which I later found out wasn't the case) and also had certain fear of some disease, who doesn't know about the environment of Scorts usually is prejudiced and ignorant, but I'll explain it better at another time. In short, after a couple of weeks I decided to contact her, we talked little, me He said tariffs, motels where I could go and his hours. It seemed pleasant to me although a bit abrupt, but with a sweet and sexy voice, we agreed to meet the same day a little later at a motel that was near my work.The DateWe left at 4 pm, she asked me to send a message when I got there to confirm the meeting and room number, I arrived an hour early, took a bath, and at 3:20 minutes sent the message 'I'm here, room 208, waiting for you', She responded with a sharp 'OK' And at exactly 4 pm she sent another message saying 'On my way', I made use of the time and put a movie on TV, at exactly 4 pm I put some porn to get in the mood thinking that she would like it when we arrived; My first disappointment was realizing that more than an hour and a half had passed and she wasn't arriving, I was patient, didn't want to seem rude (because yes, contracting escorts but always a gentleman), almost at 5 pm the motel reception called me to ask if I was waiting for someone which I confirmed and they let her pass, I open the room door and find exactly what I expected, a thin girl, small, approximately 1.5 meters tall, black hair, large eyes, and a small smile, delicate features, she was a naturally beautiful young woman, she asked my name and then entered the room, I sat on the bed and she sat in an armchair next to me, She didn't say much because she was looking at her phone and not at me, which was my second warning, but it didn't matter, I wasn't leaving, completely game, with a tiny black dress that showed off her underwear, a thong visible under the dress and no bra.I was quite nervous to admit, didn't know what to do to start, apart from not stopping looking at her, almost 10 minutes passed and she wasn't saying anything, just on her phone while I watched her, that was already bothering me, so I asked if she didn't want to sit next to me, she turned her eyes, lowered the phone a bit and agreed, sat down beside me and with the most possible apathetic tone said Do you have money? , I didn't like that at all, it seemed improper for the level of service because the one paying was me, even so I got up from the bed, went to my wallet which was on a table with my things, took out the money and gave it to her. I wondered what she wanted, and in my nervousness asked her age, if she studied, if she had kids, etc.; We were talking for about 20 or 25 minutes, during which she responded but every two minutes took her phone to respond to messages that arrived. That was really annoying me, but I didn't want to demand anything, somehow time was going by and she wasn't doing much except looking at the phone and responding to my questions very coldly. By then I was already very nervous and annoyed too, so I decided to put my hands on her legs and start lifting up her dress, a few seconds passed and she got up from the bed, didn't say anything and went to the bathroom, stayed in there for a minute or two and came out completely naked, I didn't know what to think, was annoyed by all the time lost, by her attitude and because I didn't let her undress herself, but on the other hand she was naked right in front of me, my woman with a spectacular natural body, and I just wanted to grab her, my penis reacted at the moment of seeing her and got hard. I got up and started undressing completely, she went to her bag, took out a condom and knelt down in front of me, asked me to sit on the bed and started putting the condom on me, thought we had little time left but that everything was worth it. I was very wrong.We were ready, she started giving me oral sex, but only the tip was in her mouth, it was a cold blow job, without much feeling, I could see that she had her eyes open but only looking at my stomach, as if waiting for it to be over, it didn't last long, just a couple of minutes and she got up, didn't say anything, just went to the bed and lay down on her back, took a minute and pulled me towards her, I wasn't aware of time so I started getting more worried but it was still cold, she was faking pleasure, not moving much at all, I took her missionary style, her face was bothering me, it looked like she didn't enjoy it, so I turned her over, started having sex with her and giving my best effort to try to please her, I'm a man who likes to please, not just have sex to get off myself. I gave it my all, did my best tricks, haha, but she was still barely moving, just letting herself be had. One disappointment after another, nothing was working out like I imagined, I wanted to see her in action, feel like I'm having sex with a woman and not an inflatable doll. So I asked her to hurry up, she agreed, this was getting better already, she was moving really well, first slow then fast, it looked incredibly beautiful from my perspective, she wasn't pressing her breasts with one hand and her hip with the other, I felt like I could come at any moment, but that's when the biggest disappointment of the day hit, a alarm sounded, it was her phone, she didn't wait 10 seconds and got up, leaving me completely frustrated and with an enormous erection, I thought she had stopped to turn off the alarm, so I got up from the bed thinking about putting her on the couch to finish faster, took me 30 seconds to get up and get to the couch, but when I turned around she was fully dressed, in less than 30 seconds she even had her shoes on. I was in shock, wondering if it was serious that she was leaving without coming after her phone rang, I answered And he said, 'Yes, I'm already downstairs', Who had gone to look for her was already waiting for her, not even 2 minutes had passed since the alarm on his phone indicated that an hour had passed, when she was no longer in the room.







THE DOUBT

I was there, completely naked, erect, full of sweat and my member still wet from her vagina, even in shock, thinking I had passed, arrived an hour late, lost 10 minutes without saying a single word and 25 more minutes chatting with me while using my phone and left me standing there without so much as a goodbye; I was annoyed, sat on the bed and started to masturbate to be able to come, then took a bath, got into bed and thought about what had happened, and that's when 'Doubt' came to me. Will all whores be like this? Do clients accept and pay for this? Would I pay again for a service? Those and many more questions were going through my head, but the most important one of all was,What should I do to offer a service that's really worth what it pays?That was the question that led me to make the decision; I wanted to find girls who would work with me, offering something more than just cold sex, something more than just a nice body and a bad attitude, girls that clients like me could want to come back to her again and again. Took the decision at that moment and that's what led me to continue for many years more being The Manager
 
 
A apology if the story wasn't so erotic, it's just the beginning of several stories together, I hope you can follow them up.