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Did I really write "love"? Yes, I did. Because ever since I tossed aside my prejudices and started enjoying the company of male companions, I see them as more than just male escorts. I see them as people who enrich my life—whenever and however I want.

 

It All Started with Those Little Gaps

 

My life is beautiful. If it weren't for those evenings when all I want to do is dance. Dance, without having to fend off intrusive flirting attempts. Or the occasional Sunday morning when I want to brunch with a man beside me, just like in the clichéd flicks. At certain occasions, I want a man next to me who will carry me just a little.

 

However, I don’t want a relationship.

 

I want moments where I can indulge and be pampered. Without having to wash socks and underwear the next morning or argue over who takes out the trash. I want these moments that I’ll fondly remember years later. Without the work and responsibilities. I want the beautiful things, without the drama.

 

But where can you find that outside of romantic novels?

 

When “Just Looking” Becomes Something More

 

Honestly, the first time, I just wanted to look. Which woman actually books a man? Well, aside from Jennifer Aniston in "Picture Perfect", right?!

 

An hour and a phone call later, everything was suddenly different. “Just looking” turned into “just chatting,” and that turned into an unforgettable evening. My anticipation, nervousness, and excitement mixed with his soothing, deep voice. Between tapas and tango, I found myself laughing wholeheartedly. How long had it been since I last did that?

 

When we parted ways, I didn’t wonder if he would contact me. I didn’t worry or hope. I didn’t even question if I had done something wrong or sent mixed signals. Instead, I simply enjoyed a wonderful evening filled with intoxicating moments and completely devoid of the usual baggage.

 

My Male Companions for Every Occasion

 

Thomas accompanies me to the ballet, Philipp is my favorite dance partner, spa is most enjoyable with Leandro—let’s be honest: who wouldn’t want the perfect male companion for every occasion?

 

Let’s be brutally honest once more: Not everyone shines at everything.

 

Taking along a sulking man whom I have to convince? I’ve endured that for years, only to ruin the experience for myself. In the company of the right companion, however, I can truly enjoy. And I don’t have to go to a football match afterward.

 

It’s something I indulge in with my companion of the moment. These are the moments I create according to my desires, while being pleasantly surprised. While Sebastien catches me, I dive from one adventure to the next with Antonio. And why shouldn’t I?

 

Freedom, Warmth, and Togetherness

 

I love my freedom. Occasionally, I wish for warmth and companionship or just someone to be with. But both at once doesn’t seem possible. At least, that’s what I thought. Either I give up my freedom as a single person or I miss out on being able to let go, enjoy admiration, hugs, and passion—exactly when I want. With male escorts, I have a secure way to do that. I can enjoy the benefits of companionship without sacrificing a bit of my freedom. Devotion, without sacrifice.

 

So it happens that I sometimes sink into strong arms, spend an intoxicating evening in the masculine company of a gentleman, or listen to verbal tenderness. On my terms.

 

You’re So Lucky

 

Whenever I get admiring or envious glances at the gentleman next to me, one comment is never far away:

 

“You’re so lucky!”

 

Because it seems I’ve found the charming needle in the haystack. The man who happily takes me to the dance floor, knows art, and gives me his full attention. But luck is the last thing I rely on. I prefer the assurance of having a wonderful evening. With an eloquent, educated companion who is so much more than just a man for a few hours.

 

My (not so dirty) Secret

 

“How is it, actually?” asks my oldest friend, the only one who knows the secret behind the men by my side.

 

“Simple, beautiful, and simply beautiful.”

 

For me, it has become a piece of my personal wellness to treat myself to an escort whenever I crave elegant, charming, and entertaining company. The hours spent with male companions are the balm my soul occasionally needs. It’s my secret, which I love almost as much as the temporary time together.

 

Author Jessika Mueller