What is it really like to go on a date with a high class escort from Eslabelle? Many of our clients leave a review after their experience, while others enjoy sharing the story behind their date. For Eslabelle, this client wanted to share his personal experience with us.
There was never really any doubt. After our first date, perfectly matched by Esmee from Eslabelle, it did not take long before we arranged a second meeting. We had discovered that we shared so many common interests, yet there was still so much left to learn about each other and talk about. More than anything, I simply couldn’t wait to see Anne again.
Surprise
For our second date, I had planned a special surprise. We agreed to meet at the same hotel where we had met before, but my plan was to take Anne somewhere else. Another surprise was waiting for her there. I walked into the lobby from outside, and Anne was already sitting there. She looked as beautiful and captivating as ever, with her long hair and effortlessly elegant casual outfit. The moment I saw her again, my heart skipped a beat with excitement and happiness. Anne greeted me with a warm hug, and I could immediately feel how genuinely happy she was to see me too. For a brief moment, I wished that embrace could last forever, but of course we had somewhere to be, Anne’s surprise was waiting. When I told her we were heading to another hotel, she looked at me with a smile, slightly puzzled. To reassure her straight away, I explained that Esmee was part of the plan and knew exactly where we were going.
Once we were in the car, the thirty-kilometre journey seemed to grow shorter with every passing minute. Every time Anne smiled that enchanting smile, it felt as though another twenty kilometres had disappeared. Of course, that was impossible, but it certainly felt that way. Before we knew it, after what seemed like far too short a drive, we had arrived at our destination.
“Dinner was already waiting for us, and our taste buds were in for a real treat.”
The first thing Anne noticed were the pink, heart-shaped notes attached to the hotel room door. Inside the room, there were even more hearts, each carrying a word that had stayed with me since our first date or captured something I had come to cherish about her. Simple, perhaps, but incredibly meaningful. Anne could not stop talking about them. She thought the gesture was thoughtful, romantic, and beautiful. Mission accomplished.
The room had already been prepared with the warm, romantic lighting we both love. A bottle of chilled champagne was waiting for us, inviting us to celebrate the evening ahead. As soon as the music started, we found ourselves dancing together almost without thinking. It was a feeling I had never experienced before. Were we dancing on a soft cloud? On the moon? Among the stars? It hardly mattered. When you are in Anne’s arms, the rest of the world simply disappears. I could happily have stayed in that moment forever. Eventually, the large whirlpool bath had filled, and with a glass of champagne in our hands, we slipped into the warm, softly scented, bubbling water and simply enjoyed being together.
“It was heaven.”
I will spare you the details, but the night that followed was the perfect continuation of a fairytale that, this time, truly existed. Whether it was the intimacy we shared, the conversations that flowed so effortlessly, the remarkable connection between us, or the jewellery I surprised Anne with, there is only one way to describe it: It was heaven. This time, I was the one who woke Anne, just as she had gently woken me during our first date.
Believe me, waking Anne so tenderly was even more beautiful than watching the sunrise welcome a new day. The breakfast that followed was served in our room and, once again, everything had been perfectly arranged. Before we had even said goodbye, we were already making plans for our next two dates. Now I simply have to find a way to make the time pass until I see Anne again. One thing I do know is that she is worth every moment of waiting. With Anne, I feel as though the autumn years of my life will be lived with the warmth, excitement, and happiness of the summers of my youth. Somehow, that makes the waiting a little easier.
