A sexy blast from the past

Whilst the surroundings were reminiscent of a film set the feeling of sexual tension was ever so real and palpable. Sandy and I had done as we were asked and dressed in the elaborate nineteenth century costumes and I have to admit that I was feeling rather turned on. The clothing was unusual in that I often wore fetish gear and dressing up was second nature to me when it came to my private sex life – I had been a nurse of course and I had found many men who were attracted to the idea of me in my uniform with little or nothing on underneath, in fact it drove some guys wild with excitement but this was something different, it was taking role play to a whole new level.

I have to admit as well that I enjoyed the feminine attire though the tight corset took some getting used to. Sandy looked absolutely gorgeous and I knew that our host would be impressed with his sexy Hertfordshire girls and our willingness to submit to his fantasy.

The one thing I knew that I would struggle with would be if he expected me to speak in any archaic, old fashioned manner. I had decided to stay as silent as possible and if my hot girlfriend was able to pull it off then all well and good. Having been a visiting escort at Hertfordshire visiting escort services for only a short time I was self-aware enough to understand what I was good at – meeting new people and providing excellent intimate companionship – and what I needed to work on – reading people on a date and genuinely understanding how they ticked. Given that this adventure was outside the realm of my visiting escort work and was in fact my own personal hobby it didn’t matter that I was rough around the edges and actually I thought that it was a god learning experience, better equipping me for my actual day job as a sexy escort in Hertfordshire.

Sandy was completely into the scenario, curtseying and moving around as though born in the previous era. She seemed completely at home in the fantasy and I could see that Frederick approved. Strangely I felt inferior in her company, not at all what I had been expecting. After all this was Sandy’s first foray into my secret world of sex with strangers, bringing every man’s ultimate fantasy to life and yet she was the confident, assured one, the girl totally at home in the illusory surroundings…

When Frederick left the home to bring more drinks, his exit full of decorum, I said to Sandy that I needed more time to prepare as out of my own time I was also out of my comfort zone. The girl looked almost straight through me and told me that she had never felt more comfortable and that I should leave, this was where she belonged and she couldn’t envisage returning to the real world…