Me 38, her 29 - first met at a bar in Montreal. She was with her brother & sister, so not working. Got her number, called her, and we began dating. ONE YEAR later she confessed she IS an escort. (a $900/hr escort)

I've always considered myself an alpha. I've been playing the game for as long as I can remember, and never committing - even to some 9's and 10's. This girl was different. She takes care of me better than every other girl combined. Back massages, early morning bj's, sex is always available, even the kinky stuff w/ riding crops, plugs, etc, cooks, cleans, drug-free, smart, sexy as fuck 10, gets me awesome bday presents, etc. My family adores her. We travel a lot.

I considered running when I found out. I was pissed... I was mad at the whole world. I spent a month pretty depressed, but I came out of it and said fuck it, this chick treats me like a king, and she stopped escorting and found a desk job. Plus, she occasionally sets up threesomes for us with local escorts. She's fucked hundreds of men, but this has taught her what men like, and I feel like I'm being rewarded for it daily. Plus, she is STI free. We've been happily married 3 years now.

I plan to have children with this one. I'm not sure how, if at all, this will affect our future, but for now I'm happy and in love and fuck the stigma - I'm confident enough in myself to not let this get to me. I think I found the perfect woman. I think maybe she got fucked so many times the hamster inside her died from the G Forces.

Some validation that I'm doing the right thing would always be nice, but I'll accept your comments about being a dumb motherfucker also! All critiques will be welcome.