Press for ecstasy. Those familiar with the glimmering lights and soft ambiance of Bob Bob Ricard Soho will recognise part of this phrase. However – pressing for champagne ? That’s delightful. Pressing all the right buttons for a night of ecstasy? That’s unforgettable.

My date and I met in the basement of Soho’s classic restaurant, the reflections from the wine glasses hanging at the bar creating a soft ambiance. The care my date had taken in arranging an extended date from my bucket list meant we had the whole night to flirt with each other in this beautiful setting. And that was just as well, as I was wearing my favourite outfit – a simple, tightly fitting little black dress that showed off just the right amount of cleavage.

Over delectable French and British cuisine, we talked about everything from books (turns out, we’re both Poirot fiends!) to history podcasts, and walks around London. My favourite moments? Smiling at him across the table as we talked, my eyes looking deeply into his – and my cleavage spilling out.

Something we both discussed was being a little introverted. Introverts need time, and a nurturing, warm presence, to fully enjoy the moment. That’s exactly what I relished in creating on this date, by paying genuine attention, and enjoying playful laughter. I could sense us both slipping deeper into our electric, special connection. He wanted me; I wanted him. I decided it was time to act.

We took a walk back to our beautiful hotel my date had booked for us. Relaxing further with a drink back in our room, my date suprised me with a Jo Malone giftcard, straight from my wishlist! It was such a sweet gesture that made me even more excited to dive in with him. And reader, that’s where we went …

“Close your eyes”. My dress coming off; my black, lacy Agent Provocateur going on. Climbing over him. Brushing my heavy bust over his lips. Letting out a sigh of pleasure upon feeling his tongue suck – just at the right spot. Looking down to see his smiling face. Laughing while failing to rip off his trousers. Consumed with desire to put my mouth between his legs. Desperate to feel him, and to have him feel all of me …

After, I took a little time to get dressed. Well, I took quite a lot of time to get dressed, because tight dresses don’t go on as easily as they come off. Imagine my delight when I noticed that there was a new envelope hiding in my gift bag. Upon returning home, I found a tip, and a note I’ll cherish for a long time. I see these thoughtful touches as a reflection of the true value of the feeling I love to create on my dates. The feeling I get when I reread this note confirms what I know already – there’s nothing I love more than nurturing a pair of introverts into sensual ecstasy.

Want your own ecstasy with a curvy escort in London? You know where to contact me.

Cleo x