Sometimes I Want to Be Seduced Too
A personal look at what happens when the woman you came to be seduced by gets to feel desired, appreciated, and seduced too... and why a little attention to her pleasure can change the entire energy in the room.
You booked me. I know that. I know why we're here. I know that when you chose to spend your time with me you paid for your experience, your pleasure, your escape. And after more than twenty years of doing this, I've learned not to put expectations on a session. Trust me. I learned that one the hard way!
But every once in a while, someone reminds me that just because I'm the woman you came to see doesn't mean I don't want to be seduced too. And when it happens? Oh, it's niiiiiccceeece.
I'm Still a Woman in the Room
I think sometimes people assume that because I'm experienced, because I'm comfortable with intimacy, because this is something I do professionally, there isn't much left to discover.
But I have turn ons too. I have things that make my body soften. Things that make me feel beautiful. Things that make me feel appreciated instead of simply admired. And there's a difference.
I love massages. I love low lights and candles. Small gifts or lowers will probably always do something to me because there's something about someone thinking enough about me beforehand to bring them. I love someone taking their time with my body instead of treating intimacy like we're racing toward the main event. I love being kissed slowly and having someone linger. I love love bites on my legs, my butt, my neck, my back. I love when someone gets close enough to whisper something in my ear instead of feeling like every desire needs to be announced across the room. And I absolutely love being shown appreciation for my body. Not just "You're sexy." I know I'm sexy. Tell me what you're noticing. Make me feel like you're actually looking at me. There's something incredibly seductive about being with someone who isn't just hungry for access to a woman's body, but is genuinely enjoying the particular woman standing in front of him.
You Don't Have to Perform for Me
Here's the funny part.
I'm not telling you any of this because I want men showing up with a checklist. "Okay, flowers. Check. Candles. Check. Massage. Check. Whisper something. SiSi should now be sufficiently seduced."
Please don't. 😂 That would defeat the entire purpose. Seduction isn't a sequence of moves. It's attention. It's curiosity. It's taking your time. It's noticing how someone responds and allowing that response to tell you where to go next instead of deciding where the experience is supposed to go before you've even touched her. That's the part I find sexy. Someone being interested in my experience without making my experience another goal they have to accomplish.
I've Had to Learn Not to Expect It
This is probably where my two worlds, being an escort and being an intimacy coach, collide the most.
Because I know what mutual pleasure and attunement can feel like. I also know this isn't a date. And I have to remember that. There have been times when I've caught myself wanting more attention, more reciprocity, more of something that I enjoy, and I've had to remind myself afterward: He paid for his pleasure, not mine. That isn't something I say bitterly. It's actually something I've had to learn because expectations can quietly ruin an experience. If I walk into every session expecting someone to intuitively know how to turn me on, romance me, appreciate me, or give me the kind of attention I personally crave, I'm setting both of us up for disappointment. So I don't. I let each experience be what it is.
But not expecting something doesn't mean I stop enjoying the hell out of it when it happens.
That's When Something Shifts
There's a noticeable difference when someone comes in thinking only about what he's going to receive versus someone who is also curious about what might feel good for me. The energy changes. I don't feel like I'm responsible for manufacturing the entire experience. I can relax into it a little more. And when I'm relaxed, appreciated, unrushed and genuinely enjoying myself, you're getting a different version of me too. Not because you've earned some secret prize. Because that's how human beings work. We respond to being considered. We respond to attention. We respond to feeling wanted rather than simply accessed.
And maybe that's what I mean when I say I want to be seduced too. I'm not asking you to forget why you booked me. I'm not asking you to make the entire experience about me. I'm definitely not asking you to arrive with rose petals falling out of your pockets and a ten-step plan for my pleasure.
I'm saying... Remember there's another person in the room. A woman who likes flowers. Who melts for a good massage. Who loves dim lights and candles. Who likes being whispered to. Who likes when someone takes his time. Who loves feeling appreciated. Not only for what her body can offer you, but for the body itself and the woman living inside of it.
I won't walk into our time together expecting any of that from you. I've learned better than to put those kinds of expectations on a session. But when you surprise me? When, somewhere in the middle of everything, I realize you're not just here to be pleased, you've been paying attention to what pleases me too? Yeah. That's really fucking nice.
Because sometimes the woman you've come to be seduced by... wants to be seduced too.