Sexy girls enjoy a spot of role play

I was loving every minute of my date with the interesting if unusual guy. He had a thing about Victoriana and when Sandy and I had first turned up on his doorstep I was initially taken aback by his vintage attire and his deferential and courteous manner, as if he had stepped out of the pages of a history book. And then there was the house itself, full of incredible antique furniture that must have been worth a small fortune should he have ever decided to auction it off with every piece complimenting the next. It was as though we had entered a time warp and been transported back a hundred and fifty years.

But I liked his strong and quiet presence and the way that he maintained his character. Obviously Sandy and I were an anachronism in this environment as we hadn’t been fully prepared for the scenario. On the telephone Frederick had asked me if I enjoyed dressing up and I had replied ‘yes’ without hesitation. I loved role play though in the past this had consisted of me wearing a sexy French maid’s outfit or a nurse’s uniform. Once a guy asked me to dress up as Catwoman and I obliged, it was great fun though in truth it didn’t really get me all that aroused as I preferred fetish clothing that was more grounded in reality.

Sandy had asked me about becoming a visiting escort and joining me at Hertfordshire escorts but she could never in her wildest dreams have thought that she would also be joining me in my hobby. In my own time I liked to enjoy wild sex with strangers, the wilder the better. I had found out that what turned me on more than anything was living out other people’s fantasies and giving them the ultimate sexual satisfaction. This was beyond the world of sensual massages and intimate companionship, more than an intimate dating service. This was me living out my own personal desires and to be fair I had been surprised that Sandy had wanted to play along, but here we were.

Frederick had asked us to go upstairs and get changed and a whole array of vintage clothing greeted us in the master bedroom, from petticoats and bloomers to corsets and crinoline dresses. Authentic footwear and even bonnets and parasols were scattered about the room and we took our time selecting the sexiest and most tight fitting bodices.

Once dressed we surveyed ourselves in a mirror and we liked what we saw - two sexy Bedfordshire girls ready to have some erotic fun. Even an expert would have been hard pressed to find fault with our costumes. We were sure that our host would be equally pleased. I could feel a sexy tingling in my stomach as we descended the stairs and entered the candle lit drawing room.