Here, the anonymous mum, from Australia, shares the details of the VERY awkward encounter…
I started working as an escort when I lived in Hong Kong about a decade ago and mostly worked as a ‘handbag’ for wealthy businessmen who were single and wanted an attractive Caucasian woman on their arm.
Sometimes it would lead to sex but other times it was purely what it was – a night out pretending to be someone’s girlfriend.
This was not main my source of income to begin with.
I was working as a PA after I followed my then-boyfriend to Hong Kong where he had a high-paying job, but I was forced to work on the side as a sex worker when he dumped me for a much younger woman and my job just wasn’t enough for me to survive on in such an expensive city.
I did the escort work for about four years and then I met the man I went onto marry, Mike.
He knew what I did for a living and it never bothered him when we were dating, but he made it clear that when we got engaged, he wanted me to stop my escort work.
At that stage I had held back on the sexual side of my job, out of respect for Mike, but I quit altogether leading up to our marriage.
But five years down the track, our marriage was over and I was forced to move back to Melbourne with our daughter.
Mike stayed in Hong Kong as he’d fallen in love with another woman, which was pretty upsetting but that’s life I guess. I struggled for a while to find a good job. I did a bit of temping but the pay was ridiculous.
That’s when I decided to join an escort agency again.
It was almost always sex work and there was a regular I’d have, Bill, who came once a fortnight.
I was forced to work on the side as a sex worker when he dumped me for a much younger woman and my job just wasn’t enough for me to survive on in such an expensive city.
I knew he was married with kids and that he worked in the construction industry but that’s all I knew about him.
He was a lovely man. I was very fond of him and he treated me very well.
Life started to settle down and I enrolled my daughter into a local private primary school.
It had a really nice community feel and I became friendly with several of the mothers.
They had no idea what I did ‘on the side’ and it wasn’t something I would ever tell anybody, especially not in a Catholic community setting.
So, fast forward to the school Christmas concert and who walked in? It was Bill!
I’ve learnt over the years to be very discreet, so while he looked at me and gave me a shy smile (not a horrified smile as other men might do) I didn’t react at all.
Then, because his wife was seated immediately in front of me, Bill was forced to sit close to me as well. His wife wasn’t what I would call a friend of mine but we were friendly enough to say hello.
I noticed right away that Bill didn’t even kiss his wife hello, not even a kiss on the cheek – but maybe that was for my benefit.
But they were whispering to each other and giggling a fair amount.
Clearly their relationship looked quite good but you never really know for sure.
Bill had only ever told me that his wife doesn’t like sex apart from the obligatory ‘once a year session’ as he described it.
As I sat there watching Bill and his wife, I was suddenly filled with sadness that I probably would never see Bill again.
I thought it wasn’t likely that he’d keep coming to see me now that I knew that our kids were at the same school.
But I was wrong – he turned up the following week.
The other mothers had no idea what I did ‘on the side’ and it wasn’t something I would ever tell anybody, especially not in a Catholic community setting.
He didn’t even mention the school concert and because I’m so discreet, I felt it best not to bring it up.
It’s not unusual for married men who visit sex workers to keep both sides of their life completely separate, so I didn’t want to shatter that illusion.
I haven’t seen him for about six months now – maybe his sex life is better now, or maybe he tired of me and sees a new girl.
I’m used to people appearing and then disappearing from my life. I can’t see it ever changing.
This story previously appeared on Whimn.com.au and has been republished here with permission.
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