FBSM worker and our professional relationship

#1
Part 1 - There was an Asian gal I met at a FBSM place back in 1999. I took to her quickly, and was soon a repeat customer. Everything BUT F/S – she was erotic, playful,
devilish, had an amazing body, was a fantastic DFK kisser and pretty – I could go on and on. She spoke very good English, and was going to school at FIT, studying graphic
arts. I became quite enamored with her, she became my ATF, and after about 3-4 sessions, we exchanged ***** addresses, and became a little friendly. I then tried to see her on the outside. I took her out to dinner, and we wound up at a short stay hotel – did what we usually did, and again, no F/S. I didn’t push it. It felt weird. I didn’t know if I should compensate her. Would she expect it, or would she be insulted by it? I wound up
giving her something, which she took. By now, I was wild about her.
For some reason I don’t recall, I stopped seeing her, but then ran into her on the
streets of Chinatown, she looked fabulous, and she took my breath away. So,
I saw her again at the FBSM place (they had two locations – one in midtown, one
in Chinatown). Then we went out on a date, to a jazz club in the village and had a great time – I didn’t try to do anything sexually, and just wound up with a long DFK at the end of the evening. Then, a few weeks later, we went out again, but this time I wanted her sexually. But she refused to do anything with me. She said we can be friends and go out, or you can see me at “her office”. But not both. The night ended badly. I swore I would never talk to her again, but two days later I was *****ing her, and she reiterated what she told me. One or the other. Friend or customer. So, I chose to see her again at “the office”. That hour was beyond memorable. She was hot, she was into it, she made me absolutely crazy with her sensuality and sexiness. Again, no F/S (not technically allowed at this place). Not that I didn’t try, but she literally and figuratively blew me away. Gave me one of the two full body orgasms I ever had. Oh my!! By the time
I left, I was in love. Just crazy about this girl. I continued to see her at her
place of work, but she always rejected my requests to go out on a date. . . until
one day she agreed. Well, it was her Birthday coming up (she was turning 25 –
something I later came to know as a fact), so I had to plan something completely
outrageous for the two of us. It was summertime (2000), and I booked a two hour
cruise aboard a yacht, complete with a crew of two. (Was about $750 altogether)
We were to meet at a Starbucks in NYC, and when she walked in, my mouth gaped open. She was dressed in a beautiful and sexy black dress, had her make up done perfectly, her hair was as luxuriant as I’d ever seen it, and she was just stunning. Well, we took that cruise, and it was fabulous – we had a blast, took lots of pictures, cuddled, laughed, and did some DFK while laying on the deck. The romantic in me was totally
fulfilled, but there was no sex that night. I didn’t try to push it, so as not to
possibly sour the evening. But what was next? She had stopped working at
her place, and was now concentrating on school. She did what she did to earn
money to pay for her tuition, and now that she had that, there was no need to go back to the FBSM to work. Little did I know what a simple conversation on that boatride would
lead to.
 
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#2
Part 2 – We had a graphic arts department in my company, and it seemed she was studying in school the programs we used. My off the cuff comment was – “maybe
I could get you some work in my company”. Turns out our graphic artist was
taking a vacation, so I told the owner I knew a college student studying graphic
arts that might be able to fill in. She said sure, bring her up. I had a good sounding
story as to why I might know such a girl. Well, I told her about it, and she said she’d
be glad to come up for the interview. Oh shit, can this be possible?? So she comes
up, the owner likes her, and hires her on the spot to fill in for 4 days around her school
schedule. I couldn’t believe this – I was now going to see this girl I was nuts about
4 days a week – in my office!!! Of course since I knew her, the owner asked me
to help her get acclimated, and while she didn’t work directly for me, there were
projects she could do on my behalf. So, for the next three weeks, I get to see her,
and get to work with her. She was completely professional, and seemed to grasp
things pretty well, but it was just soooo strange to have this girl working there,
knowing what the seeds were of our relationship. It was great and awful all at
the same time. I get to see this object of my desire almost every day, but there’s
nothing I can do about it. I did ask her to go out for dinner, and she agreed. I
was being touchy/feely with her, but she told me she was uncomfortable, and
to please not touch her. And then we had to go back to work the next day – but
it was like nothing happened. Then, the shocker. The owner liked this girl so
much, she decided to fire the other girl, and hire her!!! They worked it out
so that the 4 days were OK. This now came under the heading of “careful
what you wish for. . . . “ I felt bad for the fired girl, but I felt great that I was
able to help this girl that I was so crazy about, and that I could see her almost
every day I came to work. It gave me hope that one day she would repay me. .
with sex! I tried to spend as much time as I could with her without being obvious.
However, I knew someone was noticing when my assistant (a guy), said to me –
“What’s with you and **** - seems every time she comes over, your eyes light up”
I kinda brushed it off, but he was no dummy, and knew something was up.
Occasionally, she would tease me a little, or give me a sexy glance, but in all
the time she worked there, she did a very good job. I had to learn to have complete
respect for her. She made it clear from the beginning (except that first date!!),
that we can only be friends – no mixing anything as co-workers with any kind
of sexual relationship, though I never stopped hoping. We both left the company
after 1 ½ yrs of working together, and we stayed in touch, getting together a couple
of times, but only as friends. I did later find out (a couple of months after I last saw her in the Spring of 2002), that she indeed went back to work at a different Asian FBSM
Place – one I had discovered and was going to. Somehow in conversations with
one of the girls there, I found this out, but at this point, she had left. This girl also
told me my friend specifically told the mamasan that if I ever found my way there, to
be sure I did not see her. She apparently didn’t want me to know that she had to
return to this line of work. We had little contact after that, though our last one
was an offer from me to spend 3 hours with her for $1200 - and I was specific
that this would be all inclusive. She told me the offer was tempting, as she
could really use the money for tuition, but she declined my offer. Seems she
always wanted me to have respect for, though she did what she did. She did
it clearly for the money to pay her tuition. She was a great kid, and I was
glad I could help her. Finally, she closed her ***** account, and dumped her
phone number, so I was never able to contact her again. Guess I still haven’t
forgotten her.
 
#4
I had always saved the photos from the yacht cruise. I put them far, far
away, down in the basement, in an old briefcase, in a virtually unused
closet. So one day early this year my wife decides to clean out the basement thoroughly,
and she's down there with my son. (She didn't ask me to help as I was still recovering from my illness). I walk down, and I see she is about to open the briefcase, as she had pulled
just about everything out of that closet. I walk over and say, "let me go through that
quickly, I can probably dump all of it". And I took it from her, and indeed, threw out
all of the contents, my buddy's included. I do however, have two artsy objects she had
gotten me as gifts that are on view in my home, though their origin is of course unknown to my family members. I learned a very valuable lesson that day. Boy, was I lucky.

I know it is a pretty unlikely scenario to work professionally with someone that you met
while paying for some kind of sexual service. But there has to be others. Anyone else out there go through this?
 
#5
Not exactly, but back in '99-'00, I had a fairly intense relationship with a dancer who wanted to get a legit job, but was hampered by a lack of work experience in the US and poor English skills to boot. Our initial OTC meetings were p4p, but quickly became more conventional dates, where we'd socialize with an English-speaking crowd so she could practice her conversational skills.

I ended up hiring her as my secretary, and she worked for me for about 2 years. She was in a real shitty marriage at the time, but didn't want to end it; I was going through a pretty rough patch in my own marriage. The funny thing is that after about 3 or 4 months, the sexual aspect of our relationship cooled off to a (very) occasional thing, but I later found out that everyone -- from my wife to all of my co-workers -- assumed that we were constantly screwing.

I had to lay her off after the project that I was working on was finished; she could have stayed on, but she didn't want to travel to our main office in NJ. She got a good job near where she lived -- she really was a very loyal and reliable worker, and her spoken English had now vastly improved. She patched things up with her husband, as I did with my wife, and as far as I know she's never gone back to any type of sex work -- we stay in touch, but I think that she'd now be embarrassed to tell me, even if she had.

I'd like to think that we both got a good deal out of that experience. I know that I did.
 
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wow, ryanscot, what a story? A lot of guys I know would have dumped their wives and proposed to this girl to finally possess her. Did you ever seriously consider that scenario? I also want to know where all the hot 25 year old amp girls went.
 
#8
wow, ryanscot, what a story? A lot of guys I know would have dumped their wives and proposed to this girl to finally possess her. Did you ever seriously consider that scenario? I also want to know where all the hot 25 year old amp girls went.
I never, ever considered "possessing" her. With two kids, and being quite settled
down, I wouldn't let the little head be THAT MUCH in control. And this place she worked
at, which I have mentioned once or twice on the boards here, legitimately had girls
that were almost always in their early-mid twenties, were generally very attractive, attended school, and spoke pretty good English. I would usually be alone in the apartment
with the girl, so it was nice & cozy. Again, no F/S, but just about anyone else. Most girls worked 2-3 days a week. I remember the first time I met her, the mamasan had two
girls to choose from. (Then she and the other girl would leave) It seemed a tough choice, but I chose "her". She had on a loose jean jkt over her top, so I couldn't see if she was busty or not, though she had a mischievious smile. Generally, the girls would provide a sensual massage in their bra and panties, and then take it all off for the action. When she stripped down, I couldn't believe her body - a beautiful set of breasts, at least a C cup, and certainly all natural. And a thin waistline. But it was that devilish nature about her that really hooked me. She was truly one of a kind in so many ways.
 
#9
A few years ago while I was wrapping up my first college stint, I made the mistake of accepting an internship at an ad agency that was owned by one of my customers. He was a nice enough guy, and to be fair he was always reasonably professional in the office. The problem was that he didn't stop coming into the club on the nights I was working, even though I repeatedly asked him not to. Of course, this made the days I spent trying to work with him on serious projects rather uncomfortable.
Finally, the internship ended and I graduated from school. A couple months later, I saw him again at the club, and this time he had one of our coworkers in tow. It was so embarrassing. The coworker was this really shy, reserved techie-type who I'd sat right next to and worked closely with for several months, and all of a sudden he's asking me to give him a lap dance and telling me how crazy the outline of my thong underwear through my pants used to make him. I told him I was busy with another customer and ignored the both of them for the rest of the night.
The whole thing was totally and completely my fault - I mean, what did I expect? I needed the internship to graduate and I was sort of desperate by the time he proposed the idea, which is the only reason I accepted in the first place. I did some pretty idiotic things in my time.
 
#10
. I did some pretty idiotic things in my time.

No offense but that seems to come out a lot from long term working girls. However, it might not have seemed idiotic if the guy respected your wishes and didn't go to the club. But again, don't feel so bad, I know a working girl who had bareback greek with some clients, and one of them a client who proudly admits he had bare sex with homeless women and even nasty Patty. That you can say is pretty damn idiotic.
 
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A few years ago while I was wrapping up my first college stint, I made the mistake of accepting an internship at an ad agency that was owned by one of my customers. He was a nice enough guy, and to be fair he was always reasonably professional in the office. The problem was that he didn't stop coming into the club on the nights I was working, even though I repeatedly asked him not to. Of course, this made the days I spent trying to work with him on serious projects rather uncomfortable.
Finally, the internship ended and I graduated from school. A couple months later, I saw him again at the club, and this time he had one of our coworkers in tow. It was so embarrassing. The coworker was this really shy, reserved techie-type who I'd sat right next to and worked closely with for several months, and all of a sudden he's asking me to give him a lap dance and telling me how crazy the outline of my thong underwear through my pants used to make him. I told him I was busy with another customer and ignored the both of them for the rest of the night.
The whole thing was totally and completely my fault - I mean, what did I expect? I needed the internship to graduate and I was sort of desperate by the time he proposed the idea, which is the only reason I accepted in the first place. I did some pretty idiotic things in my time.
This was not your fault. This man should have respected your wishes. Also, he should never have brought another co-worker into the club you worked. People deserve a private life. He should have been able to keep the relationship you had, between the two off you.

Ryan, that is one hell of a story. Life has a funny way of bringing people together, someday you may run into her again.
 
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A few years ago while I was wrapping up my first college stint, I made the mistake of accepting an internship at an ad agency that was owned by one of my customers. He was a nice enough guy, and to be fair he was always reasonably professional in the office. The problem was that he didn't stop coming into the club on the nights I was working, even though I repeatedly asked him not to. Of course, this made the days I spent trying to work with him on serious projects rather uncomfortable.
Finally, the internship ended and I graduated from school. A couple months later, I saw him again at the club, and this time he had one of our coworkers in tow. It was so embarrassing. The coworker was this really shy, reserved techie-type who I'd sat right next to and worked closely with for several months, and all of a sudden he's asking me to give him a lap dance and telling me how crazy the outline of my thong underwear through my pants used to make him. I told him I was busy with another customer and ignored the both of them for the rest of the night.
The whole thing was totally and completely my fault - I mean, what did I expect? I needed the internship to graduate and I was sort of desperate by the time he proposed the idea, which is the only reason I accepted in the first place. I did some pretty idiotic things in my time.
The owner was a piece of crap. Of course if you told his wife about these excursions of his, he would be outraged at this "boundary" violation. As for the techie, that Geek probably fantasized about you from day one and suddenly grew some balls to talk to you while you were working at the club. You should have told him off and he probably would have ran home and shriveled away in the fetus position.
 

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#13
I hired a cocktail waitress I was having sex with on occasion and who I would 'help' with cash.... had her trained as one of the office managers - once or twice a week I would stay late when she worked the night shift.... was fun and she learned a new trade.... went on to start her own business... she even lined up other non-pro friends who were married but liked a source of some extra cash and some good sex.... lasted a couple of years... I was out of control in those days... had women in two of the towns I had offices in that I was screwing on the side... employees/mistresses....
 
#14
I hired a cocktail waitress I was having sex with on occasion and who I would 'help' with cash.... had her trained as one of the office managers - once or twice a week I would stay late when she worked the night shift.... was fun and she learned a new trade.... went on to start her own business... she even lined up other non-pro friends who were married but liked a source of some extra cash and some good sex.... lasted a couple of years... I was out of control in those days... had women in two of the towns I had offices in that I was screwing on the side... employees/mistresses....
Sounds to me like you were completely in control.
 
#15
I hired a cocktail waitress I was having sex with on occasion and who I would 'help' with cash.... had her trained as one of the office managers - once or twice a week I would stay late when she worked the night shift.... was fun and she learned a new trade.... went on to start her own business... she even lined up other non-pro friends who were married but liked a source of some extra cash and some good sex.... lasted a couple of years... I was out of control in those days... had women in two of the towns I had offices in that I was screwing on the side... employees/mistresses....
how did you eventually end the deals?

some complain or fear how these kind of relationships end: messy breakups, possible lawsuits etc.
 
#17
My wife would have gotten into that briefcase and saw all of the boat pictures. This is my luck.
All I know is - the angel that watches over me. . . was watching
over me that day. I was a heartbeat away from a disaster.

Uhh honey - I never told you about this identical twin I have. . . . . .
 
#18
After my object of desire started working there, I related above that we went out
together for dinner, but she was uncomfortable with me touching her in any way.
The night left a bit of a sour taste in my mouth, but we were faced with going to
work the next day. So, wanting to make sure she wasn't upset with me, I bought
her flowers to be delivered to our office! It so happens that next morning we were
part of a weekly company meeting where we all sat together in our showroom with the owner. While we're sitting there, the flowers get delivered!! Of course she steps up
to take them once her name is announced, and all the other girls are thinking how lucky she is to get flowers at work - someone must really like her. Little did they know that that someone was sitting in their midst. If they only knew. . . .
 
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