When I left London escorts to get married, my current situation was one that I thought that I would never find myself in. Sure, I had heard horror stories from other former London escorts how they had left their jobs to marry some old guy that started to drive them around the bend after a couple of months. Silly me, I never thought that it would happen to me. I was convinced that giving up charlotte escorts or even escorting in London and marrying Brian was the right thing to do.
Even when I was still working for London escorts, I realised that getting married to Brian was going to be a bit of challenge. After all, Brian was 20 years older than me. But, at the end of the day, I thought that our lifestyle would more than make up for it. Brian was one of the more wealthiest clients that I had met while working for London escorts. Unfortunately, I did not realise how challenging that our marriage would become
Within a matter of month, I understood why Brian’s two previous wives had left him and he had ended up dating London escorts. When Brian was not working, he could be found on the golf course. I am sure that over the years, Brian has spent more money on golf clubs that dating London escorts. Fair enough, he never really denied me anything, but at the same time, I knew that the limit on my credit card was a lot lower than Brian’s. Still I was willing to carry on and make the most out of it.
When we had been married for a year, Brian started to go on golf holidays rather than take me on cruises. It was annoying to say the least. I must admit at that point, I thought about chucking it all in and go back to work for London escorts. I felt really lonely and in many ways let down. We had made all of these fantastic future plans and here I was with a husband who seemed to be happy to throw it all away. It was obvious that I was just becoming his side kick. Someone he went home to after a day on the golf course.
Anyway, I decided to take the bull by the horns. Instead of going back to working for London escorts, I found other ways to make myself inaccessible to Brian. When he came home from golf, I made sure that I was out of the house. I was either running an errand or spending time at the spa. Another favorite of my mine was going out with the girls for afternoon coffee. Before I knew it, Brian realised that I was trying to tell him something. One afternoon when I came home from coffee with the girls, he had booked a fantastic holiday for the both of us. Apparently, he said that he wanted to spend some personal time with me and enjoy my company on his own. There you go girls, don’t spend all of your time in the kitchen!…