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Monday, July 22nd 2019
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Back of my dress tucked into my pants.
I feel quite honoured and a bit over confident today.

I received a lovely email from a chap who begged me to continue to write, it was lovely, delightful, he massaged me in my special place, my ego, who can resist that?

Following that intense high, where do I find myself? I'm 45 minutes from a meeting and typing this on Ye Olde Computerie, the one I keep in my "office" in case of thieves.

Something happened recently, I made the decision that I want only to speak from my heart, not as the hooker and not saying the things that I think my readers want to hear.

I cannot be ingenuine any more. If you, my readers, are willing to share your time perusing my musings, I have a responsibility to make this readable and real.

There will be, from this point hence, no more pointless blogs stating where I will be and what I am doing in a business sense.

I intend to share the real stuff.

I must, however, now attempt to make myself beautiful but rest assured, I have the next three blogs firmly in mind.

Kisses,
JJ xx








Saturday, July 20th 2019
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First world problems
Far far too many glorious affairs.



……All of us fantasise about retirement.

I decided when I was 17 that I was going to retire in Tuscany, to half-restore a beautiful crumbling old building and sit under my vines each evening drinking the fruits of my labour.

So, here I sit at 40 and it isn’t quite how I imagined that life would pan out but that’s ok, in fact, it is very ok.

One has to be adaptable and life is subject to change.

My plans haven’t altered all that much, it is just that circumstances have a tendency to get in the way.

When I was 17 I was caught up in biographies written by people who had experienced their mortality and were coming to the twilight of their years, however, it was almost as though I wanted to wish it all away and get to that elusive good part at the end.

What I have learnt along the way however, is that the very best of it , is what happens along the way.

As cliched as it clearly is to make this statement., experience has taught me that, if I just keep my eyes open, life truly is about the journey, not about the destination..

That said, I still want my toes to be golden with sun tan, my shoulders to be covered in age spots that speak of many lazy wasted days bathed in the Sun God’s golden rays.

I want to enjoy the richest of red wines, aged to perfection, embibed as I bake like a slave to the last of Apollo’s golden rays, greedily stealing the sunlight as it rushes away from me before creeping majestically over scorched golden hills, earth stealing his last cup of golden sunlight from another glorious day.

The best line that I ever heard, or one of them at least, was taken from a film, apologies, I forget the name, but the line was, “ Oh God, not another fucking beautiful day!”

It’s a tricky old business being in my tricky old business.

I do adore the experiences, the love affairs, they are all unique and all so wonderful.

More than that, I really do relish the freedom but this young girl is getting old and I believe that retirement may be looming.

I want the sunshine and the wine and the peace and the birds and the garden that I would work so hard to cultivate.

I want my crumbling old building and my big old range to cook on.

First world problems eh?
Saturday, July 20th 2019
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The last drop
**** thank you for the messages of condolence, this blog was written 18 months ago, it is only now that I felt able to share it xx


My good friend Blue said that I should share this.......

The last time that I spoke to my father we both knew on some level that he wasn't going to be there any more.

I can't say how we knew, we just knew.

I'd gone up to see him in Southport.

I told him that I was so grateful that I had had the privilege to have him as a father.

He didn't get things right for a lot of years but he was human and real and he knew how to say sorry and be humble, as did I through his teaching I hope.

We went through a lot together.

We have been partners in crime, best friends, strangers, people who fell out.

He was always my first and greatest love.

The last time that I saw him, in my heart I knew I would not see him again. Don't ask me how I knew, I just knew.

When I turned up at his door I held him tightly and I said, "I've missed you and I love you so much."

It was the weekend of his 70th birthday.

A few days before, when I realised that it wasn't just his birthday, but it was his 70th birthday, I had shed a tear in my bedroom. It had struck me that I wouldn't have him all that much longer and I couldn't bear the thought.

When we hugged I didn't want to let him go. I breathed in the scent of him and held my arms around his large frame and wished that I could hold him forever. He didn't release the embrace either, it was as though we hadn't seen each other for a second longer than either of us could stand.

I am sure he felt it too. It turns out he most likely did.

I went into his small place and he made me so welcome, as he always did. I sat down in the best spot, which he always gave to me and he and I spoke about the small things that were occupying our daily thoughts. He was never selfish, he wanted to hear about me rather than speak about the intricacies of his life.

He wasn’t a silly man by any stretch of the imagination but he was a gentleman. He knew who I was and what my life is, David was a gentleman though, my business was always mine, an unsaid thing, treated with dignity and respect.

I’d bought a picture for him to make the place look nice, I got it from the car, I’m not sure if it was very good but he said he liked it. I hope he did.

In a younger life, he was an artist, a good one, so buying art for him was a slightly nerve wracking thing. He would love or despise things and always cut to the core when it came to his genuine opinion.

Anyway, I loved it and I think I did well. (It hangs above my bed now.)

As usual, after a couple of hot drinks and some time spent on his small business we found ourselves in our usual bind. Both being night owls we struggle to settle so we fell into our usual way of entertaining ourselves.

We loved to drive……anywhere, we loved to drive.

We used to say, or at least I did more than him, “I love driving with you, it’s the only time we really talk. You and I can be sitting there together and never really exchange a word but isn’t it great, whenever we drive we really seem to speak.”

So, we drove, as we usually did.

Sometimes we drove to Blackpool and watched the drunks falling into the street and we laughed our heads off or sometimes we drove to Preston and we had to watch our speed as we drove past the police training college.

Once we drove to Lancaster and Dad showed me where he forgot about his baby sister when the Queen was driving through, when he was a little boy..... and he was so excited that he ran home to tell his mum and forgot all about the pram and its precious cargo!

We drove a lot, on many evenings and it didn’t really matter where we went but what really mattered was the chats that we had on the way.

When we got home dad slept on his sofa. I wish he wouldn’t have but I have sore hips and he always insisted that it didn’t bother him. He always gave me his bed and fresh sheets, forgoing his comfort for mine. That was Dad. Completely.

The next morning we didn’t do much at all but I just loved being with him so much and I told him, as I did often.

It was his 70th birthday, so we travelled up to Cumbria to see his sister.

She made him a cake, we had a meal. I took picture.

After leaving the next day the two of us took a walk in his favourite place, Meresands Wood, a nature reserve.

It’s odd but we both knew it was the last time we would do it.

It was such a special place.

In the reception, at the entrance, I saw some wooden carvings and remarked how lovely they were.

When I returned from refreshing myself Dad surprised me. He had bought one for me as a present. I never could have known how precious this simple gift would become to me.

As we walked out and he gave it to me, I heard the old lady volunteer at the desk gasp at the loveliness of the exchange between the two of us when I was so touched and surprised at his sweet gesture. I hugged him to me and said, ”Ahh, Dad, you shouldn’t have done that, I love it! Thank you!”

I hugged him to me as we walked.

We wandered around the reserve, lost in our chats, as we always were. We found a tree with lovers hearts carved in it that had grown over 40 feet tall and we wondered how old those lovers were now, or if they were even still alive, their carved hearts had grown so high.

We found a field all dressed in white, like the fields you see in Spain.

Both of us had always thought that the white covering the growth was made of plastic, but we climbed into the field and saw that it was a membrane which must protect the plant, allow moisture and nurture growth.

We came upon a kid’s fort, made of wood and reminisced together as the two of us spoke about youthful things and then lastly we sat ourselves down in the hide by the water.

When he sat down Dad was tired.

He didn’t look right.

Dad said that there were sometimes kingfishers at the hide.

We waited a long time but there weren’t any kingfishers that day.

Dad got up but had to sit down again, it was ok but his eyes had just gone a bit funny.

Dad was seeing two of things again.

I said, “Dad, I don’t like this, PROMISE ME, you will get this sorted out.”

He said, “It’s ok, when you get older, the wheels just drop off.”

After our beautiful weekend, when I left, I couldn’t let him go. Something in my soul said that this was the last I would have of him.

I held him in am an embrace at his door and said, “Dad, I just don’t want to let go of you.”…….. and he said, “Stay” but I said, ”No, I have to go, you and I have plans.”

…..and we did...

As I drove away, I did something I’ve never done before, I prayed for God to look after my father and I prayed to see him again.

I knew I never would.

The next call I had was to tell me he had had a catastrophic stroke.

I spent almost six months living out of a bag to be at his side.

He was in a semi vegetive state. He knew nothing about it but he was paralysed, incontinent and unaware.

However, after several months he realised what was going on, overnight.

When he realised, he decided to stop all food and water to kill himself.

He died 6 weeks ago.

I am so grateful that my friend persuaded me to put this on paper because, had it not been for her suggesting that I record this, these memories would have been lost.

Each and every time that I read this back it transports me back to that place and time.

It was so painful that I cannot bear to think of it. sometimes we wash the most beautiful memories s away because they hurt too much.

Thank you Blue, you didn’t give these memories to me but i shall be forever grateful because, thanks to you, I have kept them.


Tuesday, July 16th 2019
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Beauty never fades...musings.
Speaking as a grand purveyor of intimate time, a connoisseur of cock, I can ensure my readers that I have given this topic much research and consideration.

I find it disheartening that so many of my gentemen friends feel such insecurity about their looks.

In all honesty I scarcely believe that the opposite sex find me interesting or sexy or desirable at all.

My gay BFF assures me that when we are out I am being constantly eyed wherever we go.

I have a theory though…….

I am convinced that it is being ones natural self that is the crux of desirability.

One’s true nature is their innate beauty and for me it is the single most magnetic quality one can possess.

Lovely bodies are lovely, pretty faces are pretty.

I have news for you though, beauty fades but the twinkle in ones eyes only sparkles more with age.
Sunday, June 16th 2019
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A Sensual Moment.
The art of making love.

For me the most wonderful thing is the anticipation rather than the touch.

To long for the skim of a breath on my skin, having been made to wait until I can barely tolerate another moment, just having been made to crave it, for the most perfect amount of time, makes it something that is so yearned for, needed and so delightful and delicious once it is finally felt.

Instant gratification is so hollow, so base and so uncouth.

The lightest caress on the neck, a gentle tongue slowly and gently brushing along the shoulder, a featherlike and tender stroke on the soft and sensitive skin located within the inner knee or elbow.

The true art of making love.

When I speak of love making, I speak purely in a physical sense. The art of mastering true sensual pleasure.

My preference is always to allow the physical to come first and then decide later if there are other emotions involved.

I digress....

The feeling when one cannot stand a moment longer because the hunger between a woman and a man has become too great almost to stand......oh and the feeling when finally it is satiated.

The longer the anticipation, the greater the reward.

Now that is the true art of making love.

But, much deeper than that and far more intelligent than that.......

How can there be desire or appetite, greed, lust or longing without intelligence and maturity?

The little joke, a clever comment, the game between a woman and a man.

This, absolutely, is what sets me on fire.

Base and crude things may have their place and, in honesty, we can all be super adept at this kind of simple behaviour.

For me, I crave, aspire to and desire, in the deepest way, the most simple, yet most complex of things.

Make me want you, make me wet and craving for you. Make me laugh, make me play. Make me crave you.

This is the true art of love making.

There are women and men in this world and there are also ladies and gentlemen.

On a higher level I have such a deep desire and innate need to enjoy time with like minds, exploring, delighting in one and another, not simply our bodies, but also our minds.

Turn me on.

The most erogenous zone I possess is my mind.

Here is the challenge.
Sunday, March 17th 2019
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Returning to Preston
I am delighted to announce that following my extended break, I am finally returning to Preston and will be once again based at my beautiful city centre apartment for incalls as of 21st March.

I have had quite a lot of time off recently and cannot wait to get back to doing what I enjoy.

I often take long breaks because for me this job is more of a hobby than a necessity and I only make myself available when I want to.

This may seem unprofessional but from my perspective it means that I am always fresh and the job remains fun and exciting for me.

I shall be updating my profile pictures soon to reflect my new blonde image. The wonderful lady who shoots for me will not be available until May to take them, so please see attached a "selfie" of the new look.

Hope that you like it!

JJ xxxxx
Monday, July 23rd 2018
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Preston Pied-à-Terre.
I am absolutely thrilled to finally be ensconced in my beautiful new permanent pied-à-terre.

It seems to have taken forever to secure my new Preston city centre apartment and I have taken much time and care to make it a beautiful place to rendezvous with special friends.

I have found the most enormous wooden bed for playtime and have mirrored an entire wall for enjoyment!.......But enough of that, you must come and see me if you want to discover what further delights lie within.

I shan't be touring for a good while now as I am enjoying my new pad. It could not be in a better location, just half a mile from the train station and virtually across the road from the bus station.

Admittedly, it does lack a little in kerb appeal and the entrance is far from beautiful, however, it is wonderfully discreet given it's central location. The entrance is far from prying eyes and benefits from being in an extremely quiet block with an abundance of parking opposite at an extremely reasonable cost.

Once inside, the apartment is spotless, tastefully furnished and decorated to a very high standard with floor to ceiling windows and a balcony, which has been lovely during the recent warm spell.

The bathroom has a newly fitted shower and is stocked with all manner of men's toiletries. There are fluffy towels and luxurious robes for lounging lazily over pillow talks.

I am so excited to finally be able to enjoy this new space with friends both old and new and look forward to pencilling some steamy encounters into my little black book very soon.


Tuesday, February 27th 2018
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Severe weather
Good morning campers!

It’s 08:45 and I am happy to report that contrary to the news reports of doom the roads between Manchester and Birmingham this morning were as clear as a whistle!

The severe blizzards turned out to be but the mildest hint of a flurry of soft snowflakes and the journey was far easier than usual, given that half of the country have clearly made the sensible decision not to risk it, well, that and the fact that nobody quite feels like getting up early again yet, following the half term break last week.

I do adore my early mornings, I always find that it is my most zen part of the day. I love the calm and quiet as the sun rises to welcome another lovely day.
....it’s often also often my friskiest time too!

Those who know what’s good for them will schedule a steamy encounter on their way to work, should they wish to take advantage of this rather pleasant quirk.

Wishing all a peaceful and safe day.

Kisses,
Jess x

Sunday, October 29th 2017
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Back in the saddle!
Following an extended break of almost 6 months, save the odd day, I am finally delighted to confirm that I shall be returning to Birmingham this November.

I have missed being Jessica so much! My lovely clients, the sense of excitement and anticipation before each meeting, the pampering and beauty regime, it is certainly good to know that I will not have to wait much longer to resume my favourite pastime.

I enjoyed another fabulous photoshoot last week in preparation for my return and have posted six of the gorgeous images to my Adultwork profile. I do hope that you enjoy viewing them and, who knows, perhaps you will like them enough to want to sample the live version?!

If we haven't met before please take a moment to view my profile and don't hesitate to call me on the supplied number if you would like to arrange a rendezvous soon.

Lots of kisses,
JJ xx



Tuesday, January 17th 2017
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Welcome back indeed!!
Happy New Year!!

Oh my, where do I begin?

Spain was wonderful and I had a fabulous Xmas and New Year away. I'm as brown as a berry and horny as hell after a month without work.

For me not working affects me in a similar way to being tired or hungry, I become as grumpy could be!

Today was my first day back and who should call but my first ever client!!!

MY VERY FIRST EVER!

Now, this may sound odd to the uninitiated but I have often got a bit misty eyed about this gentleman.

It was my first ever meeting and he was so gentle and kind to me, he set me on the right path, gave me some sensible advice, an earth shattering orgasm and an envelope full of Pasanté to take away. What a guy!!!

When I arrived at his apartment I was shaking with nerves, even given the large glass of Dutch Courage I'd imbibed in the taxi on the way over.

He understood my nerves and was so sweet, patient and kind to me. Take note gentlemen, this is how to treat a lady who is new to this. Please.

I've always wondered what happened to him, if he was ok and happy. We saw each other a few times over the next couple of years and then I moved, he moved and we lost touch.

It was so good to see my old friend this evening, to find out what has been happening in his life, what's new, what's still the same. Such a lovely evening.

This is yet another thing that I love about my work.

The common misconception is that it is mechanical, soul-less and sordid.

My truth is that this work has led to some genuine friendships that I value and love.

I have met some great people through what I do, I have had some times that cannot be topped and have no regrets whatsoever.

This job has opened my eyes, my heart and my soul.

Long live the oldest profession!!!
Wednesday, December 7th 2016
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Advertising young love for sale.
An increasing number of my contemporaries are advertising their wares on sugar daddy websites.

Perhaps I am a bit out of touch but to my mind this is a recipe for trouble.

I much prefer a straight forward transaction rather than offering an elusive promise in exchange for presents. In all honesty, it sounds like a lot of hard work to me too!

Call me old fashioned but I have never wanted to be bought. You can hire me, for sure but at the end of the day I belong to me and that is the reason why the thought of ever getting married leaves me cold.

Ugggh, and while I'm on the subject, what on earth possesses women to agree to love, honour and OBEY anyone? It is really beyond me.

I love my freedom and that is never going to be even negotiable, much less on offer in exchange for finance.

I adore my freedom and I just could not have things any other way.
Tuesday, December 6th 2016
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Garlic and bread??? Garlic bread?
Hello Lovelies,

Just a quick note from me to you.
I'm not half getting tired of the strange calls I get.
How difficult is it to read a profile, really?

Good job that my sense of humour is still in tact.

Today a man called me and asked if I would kick him, yes, you read this correctly! He wanted me to don a pair of pointy heels and inflict pain on his most sensitive area!!!

Goodness me!! I had to ask twice too!

Another one wanted me to dress him up as a baby and feed him milk from a bottle!!!

Nowhere in my GFE job description have I seen those two requests to date.

Where are all the good old fashioned chaps who just want to share a glass of wine and see a hot lady in suspenders and a really expensive pair of heels? I despair! Honestly, I do!

Perhaps I have hit upon my best scheme yet though, I'm going to create an app that warns me before I pick up the phone and then I will sell it to all of the girls.... and then I will take over the world Mwoohahahahhahaamwoohahahhaaa!!!

(that's my evil megalomaniac laugh, for those who don't know!)
Wednesday, November 16th 2016
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Golden oldies
Oh my, I do love to wake up to Mellow Magic. Every morning I set my Teasmade to make me a cup of good coffee and simultaneously my radio alarm wakes me gently with golden oldies.

This has led to me being the source of great ridicule amongst my friends, who have now nicknamed me, "Teasmade"!!

It doesn't matter how much I protest that it is a gentle and practical way to welcome the day, they continue to roll around laughing while suggesting that the spirit of a really old lady must have possessed my body. Bast@rds!! lol

If only they knew that I have a secret double life that is anything but "old lady", it really tickles me sometimes that people have no idea.

I live a fairly quiet life in my home town and am settled in a stable career but it really appeals to my wicked side that I have this other, secret clandestine part of myself, Jessica.

There is something about the secrecy of it all which turns me on every bit as much as the client. Perhaps there is a little kink in my nature.

Still, when friends joke about what a square I am, all I can do is smile to myself and hold my hands up while I secretly laugh inwardly and think to myself, "If you only knew!!"
Tuesday, November 15th 2016
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Sucker for lace and silk!!
Good morning Gentlemen and Ladies!

Just received a parcel of absolutely gorgeous new underwear in the post at my incall address!

I'm an absolute sucker for online shopping and anything lacy and silky is irresistible to me. This set is bright red and looks absolutely gorgeous! I can't wait to model it in company. I've developed a fetish for cupless bras since my enhancement and this set looks great.

My name is Jessica and I am addicted to online shopping! Really, I need help! It's getting out of control!

Last week it was a splurge on toys (do you like my choice of words?)

I bought myself the most fantastic plug in toy, yes, you read right, it actually plugs in to the wall!! I am not sure if I should feel horny, hysterical of petrified by the thing!! I have yet to try it out properly, no honestly!!!! Suspect that this may be yet another online purchase destined for the bottom of a drawer, never to see the light of day again. Perhaps I will find a willing participant who can help me to break it in!!

Oh crikey, I am feeling very naughty and mischievous today!!


  

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