Sure it was in 2000, but might have been in 2001.
In Amsterdam on business, simple document carrying to get signed and witnessed. Horny as hell aster a walk round the red light district but could not for the life of me want to fuck in a cupboard.
After doing some research I found
Women Of The World, a highly regarded agency locally, being both owned and run by an all female team of former sex workers.
Far from just looking at who is on duty that evening, the madam on duty talks you through what you want from the meeting, your interests and of course the physical attributes you would like.
A three hour booking with Claire, an English teacher by day, highly educated, well travelled and I had been assured she would be the ideal companion for my first time with an escort.
I was advised to shave earlier in the day to avoid cuts and luckily by that time I had already begun to shave my balls (short/trimmed pubic hair was highly appreciated in Amsterdam even back then from what I learnt). All that was left was to have a damn good shower, smell nice and try to stay calm and relax
I did the whole ordering of Champagne and beverage selection from room service so as to arrive shortly before she did. Then I just waited with anticipation in my fluffy hotel dressing gown.
Wow, underneath her overcoat she had very much the sexy secretary look to her. A grey pencil skirt, tight white blouse, blonde hair pulled back into a tight bun and took the eroticism to the next level with a pair of dark rimmed glasses.
I don't remember many details like I do nowadays other than a clearly expensive black lingerie set, covered oral, giving oral, sex in vanilla positions which I enjoyed and I believe I came two or three times. I recall her giggling and finding me sweet and that she was easily the most beautiful woman I had ever seen naked.
She was actually English and the conversation was as I still enjoy today, very interesting, happy also to answer my queries about escorting.
And the monster was born!