The “social date” from earlier ended up turning into a three-hour appointment. The client said he wanted to leave open the option to go back to his hotel after dinner.
However, I should have told him that it wouldn’t be two separate fees (social rate plus my hourly rate): I should have told him that if he decided to go back to his hotel, he would end up paying my regular three-hour rate. By the time I realized my error, I had already told him I would charge him for the hour after the dinner if he decided.
I thought maybe the client actually was trying to get around paying my three hour dinner date rate. But I think he was sincerely creating an option that would allow him to bail if he decided he wasn’t attracted to me once we met (I’m a face-in provider).
When I arrived for dinner, the face card did not decline (😌) and he was very pleased with what he saw. He asked if I was okay to go back to his hotel.
Conversation during dinner was great. We talked about climate change, sports, yoga. I told him my conspiracy theory about how all major sporting events are fixed and I think he enjoyed hearing that. He tried to debunk my theory when it came to cricket, though (his favorite sport).
He ended dinner at the one-hour mark (probably because he was horny) and he drove me to my car. Before I got out of his car, he gave me a sloppy kiss (he was ready to make out). I told him we needed to move along and we drove to his hotel separately.
I was pleasantly surprised that he had my ninety-minute rate waiting in cash for me at the hotel (🥳). I thought he only wanted an hour. And glory be to God, that horrible sex only took 45 minutes! Like all the other clients over 45 years of age, he couldn’t stay hard.
Anyway, I left after that. Before I left, he asked if I had a favorite restaurant. I told him about a high end steakhouse north of the city and he said he would take me there on his next trip into the town (he lives out of state but visits on business every two or three weeks). That dinner date would be dope because this steakhouse is the sht. Food is good and the setting is formal.
I’m home now, I’ve showered and washed all the client saliva and sweat off my body and removed the toxic nail polish from my toes (usual after-work cleansing routine).
Today was a great day. Last month, I raised my goal by $3K for the month of July and, at this rate, I will actually reach July’s goal. I need to start bookkeeping for this business.
I only wish that I could properly enjoy this money instead of spending it on necessary monthly expenses. Half the house doesn’t have consistent electricity and the AC is broken.
However, I think I will use a little of the money to buy a new dress for dinner dates and outcalls. I’m running out of day-to-night dresses. I’ll probably go to Zara.
