Having sex with so many women and each of them leaving her own mark on him yet his wife doesn’t seem to really question it! Ben has used a small inheritance to become a masseur and when he is taken up as a plaything by these women he starts to earn massive sums of money and to enjoy the good life.

All too soon, his life with “The Committee” ends, the number of sexual encounters stops at 2,000, and the economic crisis of 2008 teaches Ben even more. At that, he has a domestic problem behind him, differing in magnitude but not in nature from the domestic problem of his rich clientele. com claim their were fans around them wearing Wolves coats, in which case that’s appalling stewarding!But it’s also a tale of a man struggling to take care of his family – and even if I do not personally agree with the decisions he made along the way to do so, I did find reading about them (and reading about his justifications and internal back-and-forths about them) interesting and a bit of a guilty pleasure… The book claims to be non-fiction. Jim Perkins, 44 from Bradwell aka Ben Foster with the book which lifts the lid on his life as a gigolo.

Whichever, this is an unputdownable read as nice, married, father-of-three Ben Foster inadvertently falls into the life of a male 'escort' and sex worker. Going from a low-paid job looking after boys that really needed his attention, with his spare time devoted to massage. The narrative voice is a compelling one and Ben is a nice guy: self-deprecating, charming without being insincere, and all-round good guy (apart from the fact that he's 'cheating' on his wife, of course! These adverts enable local businesses to get in front of their target audience – the local community. And the fact that there is a financial crash on the horizon only sharpens the feeling of fear and trembling.

They groom him, use him, but it is the enticement of money, bringing a better life for himself and his family, that drives him to make choices he would have never imagined doing before, and all while overlooking the fact that the harder one plays, there always comes the time when one loses. You get the feeling that sex becomes a part of everyday life as it is explained in this book, exiting and in details in the beginning and less so in the end. Ben Foster is a working stiff who manages through his skill at massages to become part of the world of private jets, Parisian sex clubs, endless lines of cocaine and orgies in country houses with a Who’s Who of celebrities, MPs, and the international super rich. Ben Foster’s true life story explores the extravagance of old and new wealth in today’s Britain and reveals how the super rich can find no way to relieve their boredom other than with multiple partners and through sex lives that grow ever more kinky and erotic.

With a small inheritance from his gran, Ben qualifies as a masseur and is introduced to the mysterious ‘committee’ – a group of society women with one thing in they adore sex and don’t mind paying for it. The first is a modern Cinderella tale about a struggling Everyman who becomes a boy toy for the rich and jaded, which is frequently provocative and occasionally fantastic.Ben’s good looks and polite albeit innocent manners name the women hire him for his services but healing through the massages they receive isn’t the only thing these rich and bored upper crust women want from Ben. I whole-heartedly recommend this book and will without doubt, be reading more from this talented author. He had inherited some money from his late grandmother and used it to go to school, and become a certified massage specialist, but it wasn’t easy getting clients.