Former sex worker reveals the WILDEST fantasies clients ever requested that their wives refused to perform

A woman who gave up her education to ‘devote herself to men’ has revealed what she learned about relationships – and herself – during her decade-plus as a sex worker.

Charlotte Shane made the transition from awkward webcam work to ‘erotic massage’ and finally to real-life sex work in 2005.

And, after thousands of “dates” and at least one long-term working relationship with a client, she confesses to a growing curiosity about “the women” – did they know about their husbands’ infidelities? Were they even having sex with them anymore?

In her new book An Honest Woman: A Memoir of Love and Sex Workshe writes: ‘Bed death was the excuse clients gave when they felt obliged to explain why they were in a committed relationship and also naked with me.

‘Sometimes hysterectomies were mentioned, or chronic illness, or resistance to a specific, obsessive preference.’

In her early years as a sex worker, Charlotte experimented with wearing wigs, like Julia Roberts’ character in Pretty Woman

If the fetish was “easy to satisfy” – such as foot worship – she would encourage the man to talk to his partner about it (stock image)

If the fetish was “easily satisfied” – such as foot worship – she encouraged the man to talk to his partner about it, to give her a chance to join in. But often the man was too filled with shame, or too easily put off by the slightest hint of a “no,” a smile, or a disapproving face.

“Couples don’t have to share everything,” she writes, “but for me this was an unnecessary loss.

‘Well, no matter how innocent I thought the fetish was and how effectively my husband showed his interest, my wife’s refusal could be absolute.’

As an example, she mentions a client whose wife had cheated on him with one of his friends.

This gave rise to the fantasy in the husband that he would be betrayed.

“He didn’t want her to sleep with anyone else again,” she writes. “He just wanted her to pretend she was while they were fucking, and to tell him how inferior he was in comparison.”

No matter how hard he begged, his wife understandably refused to participate.

“I remember this man for several reasons,” Charlotte writes, “mainly because he was young and attractive and had a big dick, which made it difficult for me to belittle him with a straight face.”

Men, she said, were often too filled with shame to pursue their fetish with their wives (stock image)

In An Honest Woman: A Memoir of Love and Sex Work, Charlotte Shane reveals why many of her clients came to her in the first place

As a teenager, Charlotte knew she wasn’t exactly attractive ‘when compared to the platonic ideal of attractiveness: Britney Spears’

“But that didn’t matter, because seeing his erection and laughing fit the scene.”

Another client, an air traffic controller, wanted to participate in an elaborate role play in which he was poisoned by his “wife.” As he lay dying on the ground, she called her lover and laughed about how they were finally going to get rich with her dead husband’s money.

“He came, as far as I could tell, in his pants while he was fully clothed, lying on his back on the floor of the hotel room. He closed his eyes as if I had pulled a thorn out of his side and thanked me.”

Charlotte’s love for men was ignited at the age of 16. Growing up in a small American town, she was drawn to their wild, exuberant energy and effortless, casual nudity.

“They skipped school, sneaked out, dented already damaged cars, jumped from roofs and moving vehicles, sang loudly and often screamed,” she writes.

‘They talked about jerking off in circles, making each other come, comparing sizes… they were frequent, abrupt, naked, purely to provoke their own bodies; they wanted to make girls laugh as they raced through parties, their penises dangling like the tongues of panting dogs, before cannonballing into swimming pools or jumping on trampolines.

‘I was hooked on their energy, their fearlessness, their intolerance of boredom. They lived more deeply than anyone I had ever met.

‘Boys were synonymous with possibility. Possibility was the route to fulfillment.’

As a teenager, she knew she wasn’t exactly attractive “when compared to the Platonic ideal of attractiveness: Britney Spears, the most superlatively sexy teenager who has ever existed or ever would exist.”

However, she adds that it was this idea that she was somehow not sexually attractive that drew her to sex work. In her early years, she experimented with wearing wigs – like Julia Roberts’ character in Pretty Woman, fake tan and heavy black eyeliner.

In the process, she says, “I saw that even without the beautifying accessories, an average body could be desired, or more than desired. Exalted. Desired.

‘Some of the men on the webcam site drooled and obsessed over aspects of myself that I found grotesque… and that was a startling revelation for someone who had worried about every possible flaw as a barrier to being loved, from the gap between her two front teeth to a quarter-inch spider vein on her calf.

‘But it was surreal to personally receive the reverent attention of clients who could see every bit of cellulite and touch every stretch mark and scar.

“I began to understand what an older escort later confirmed: You can look anywhere and ask for any amount and somewhere someone will be happy to pay. Men’s tastes were so wide, their range for excitement so broad. Why had no one told me that?”

An Honest Woman: A Memoir of Love and Sex Work by Charlotte Shane is published by Simon & Schuster