All things sexy in Marylebone

This helpful guide to the “sexy” goings on in Marylebone is brought to you by none other than Rachael herself; read, enjoy, venture out and book an escort in this perfect little district.

All Things Sexy in Marylebone: Rachel’s Weekend Without James

For those of you who know me, you know I love to share, and the blog on my escort agency website is the best place to do it. You might follow my Telegram updates, WhatsApp status reports, or Instagram, but here? Here, I can go deep—well, not that deep!

This weekend, I spent a glorious 48 hours in Marylebone, checking into a fabulous hotel, dining out solo, and catching up with some of our stunning escorts based in the area. I didn’t venture far—why would I when there was so much to see, eat, and enjoy?

This would be my dream postcode if I ever move back into the Big Smoke. So, lovely clients, keep those bookings coming—help me turn that dream into reality! (Hint hint.)

A Hotel Stay That Was Pure Indulgence

One of the perks of my job is hearing firsthand feedback about London’s best hotels—both from our clients and our ladies. One hotel consistently gets five-star reviews? The Marylebone on Welbeck Street. Naturally, I had to check it out.

I booked two nights in a studio suite, and it was just what the doctor ordered. Running one of London’s top escort agencies, being a mum to two, and a wife to James? Hard work! A weekend away was much needed.

The hotel is gorgeous. The pool? Divine. The rooms? Sexy as hell. Let’s say I’m planning a return trip—with James this time. Room service was spot on, and while I’m currently alcohol-free, I was impressed with how fast they delivered my overpriced but delicious mocktails. James, however, loves that I pay £25 for a tiny glass of fancy fruit juice. Oh well!

Before she jetted off for the week, the stunning Aylin popped by for a drink in The Cocktail Bar. Sitting there on a Friday evening with one of the most breathtaking brunettes in London? Let’s say we turned a few heads. Maybe some of you saw us but were too shy to say hello. Next time, don’t be!

Where to Eat in Marylebone: A Foodie’s Dream

I love food. The idea of eating bland chicken and rice or restricting myself to 1500 calories a day? Not for me. And let’s be honest—when I’m working the reception desk at 1 AM, the biscuits will win.

I’m obsessed with Acai bowls and always make it my mission to find new spots. This weekend, I discovered two gems:

Mudcha (New Cavendish Street) – A perfect menu and an Instagram-worthy rose lemonade. Yes, I walked around with a pink drink and straw, feeling like that girl.

Kin Café & Restaurant: As I strolled past on Sunday morning, the sunlit outdoor seating called to me. Just as I sat down, the gorgeous Villa walked by—how could I not invite her to join me for breakfast?

For dinner, I took Reese’s advice (she’s obsessed) and booked a table at Carlotta on Marylebone High Street. Apparently, the "sides cure cancer" (her words, not mine). The Italian food was divine, the atmosphere buzzing, and the setting? Pure Marylebone chic. Dress up or down—but when I say down, I mean Loro Piana old-money vibes, not phone-snatcher tracksuit down.

Visiting Some of Marylebone’s Finest Escorts

Get your mind out of the gutter! :-)

I prioritise meetings for every escort we advertise—James and I have done it for the past 14 years. Some agencies are just catching on and acting like they invented the concept, but we’ve been doing it since day one.

So, this weekend, I popped in to see some of the stunning ladies I work with daily. Saturday was spent flitting from one beautiful incall apartment to another, sipping tea, eating cake, and catching up with Marylebone’s most delightful companions.

Asha, Keyla, Lindsey, Aliya, and Verity greeted me with warm smiles, great tea, and various cakes. Ladies, I don’t work out as hard as you do! We brainstormed ways to improve their diaries, attract more bookings, and keep things running smoothly. I can’t wait to share the exciting updates on this website soon.

Would I Do Another Marylebone Weekend?

Absolutely! However, I doubt I’ll escape next time without James in tow. (He’d much rather sip cocktails in a sexy hotel than trudge through muddy woods with the dog on a Sunday.)

Next on my list? The Hotel Twenty-Two. A client stayed there recently and raved about it—she said it was the best hotel she’d ever visited in London. Even Robyn commented on how stunning it was and begged for future bookings there. Now that’s a recommendation!

A Final Note

I hope you’ve enjoyed this little peek into my weekend. I wanted to take a different approach for this blog—something more personal, giving you an insight into what goes on behind the scenes.

Yes, I’m a real person. Yes, there is an actual Rachel (though spelt differently from the agency name—James’ idea). And yes, I meet with all the fabulous escorts you lucky gents (and ladies) get to spend time with.

Next up: James and I take on London—meeting escorts, strolling the city, and indulging in a cheeky Nando’s in Gloucester Road. Stay tuned!

I’m Rachel, and I’ve worked in the escort industry for the past 14 years—not as a working girl (trust me, you couldn’t handle me for an overnight in my PJs). You’ll often find me working reception—especially since the lovely Danielle has been off—or on my Telegram channel, The Voice of Rachel.

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