Eastern Spa Ray and Rural
[url]http://phoenix.craigslist.org/evl/thp/1596014847.html[/url]
Well, here we go. Ol Bubba was on his way home when he remembered a new spa that had opened on Ray Road and Rural. I had about an hour to spare before I was expected, so I thought I would "Wet my beak. "
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light. Err. Wait, thats Hotel California. I mean I saw the place. I parked out front and watched through sheer curtains as some monger was saying his goodbyes to his hostess. This goodbye seemed to go on a little too long. WTF? This should have been my hint of things to come. She was hugging and hugging like a Vietamese hooker saying goodbye to a G. I. After a week pass.
Finally this guy leaves and Ol Bubba goes in. Was greeted by 2 nice looking Asians with suspect english and led to my room. They were EXTREMELY friendly girls. I felt like I'd stumbled upon some newbies who had not been jaded by the biz yet. Obviously AZperson or Chilly Willy had not been here to "poisen the well. Cough. "
So by now, after talking to the nice girls, my time is dwindling as my wife is cooking dinner at home with a time in her head as to my arrival. I need to get down to biz asap.
The massage itself was nothing short of phenominal! She was fully clothed the whole time and seemed to have some sort of training. Her name was Ann and I'll be damned if I recall her face. Err. Wait, thats Gordon Lightfoot. And yes I do recall her face and she was quite lovely. Maybe late 20's. I remember spying her shoes thru the head pillow hole. They were black and kind of "Disney" looking. But I digress.
Like I was saying the massage was superb. Her english was very poor. Therefore a nice balance and no inane small talk. (see cassandra review)
Ok. So this friggin massage is going on and on and on. My monger built in timer is going off like crazy. This girl seems to really enjoy giving massages and then suddenly starts paying attention to my wedding ring. WTF? And then like clockwork, my cell phone starts going off in my pants on the floor. My wife. I'm now one hour and 30 minutes into this "experience" with no end in site. The little head is in complete control of the situation, and that never ends good with me and my home life.
To be continued.
Eastern Spa 2 "Electric Bugaloo"
Ok. So to continue. I'm on the table an hour and a half into a massage with my wife calling on my cell phone and a massage lady questioning my wedding ring.
So finally my phone stops ringing, and I know for sure I'm already in trouble at home. Most of my lame excuses have been used up lately so I know its going to be bad. None the less, I need to focus on the attractive asian girl in front of me.
So anyway, she asks about my wedding ring. (in very bad english I might add) and I assure her that I just need a massage and my wife won't do it. Cough. She continues the massage and finally heads down to the area I've been waiting for. Finally she takes off the towel and starts rubbing lightly around the boys. At this point due to worries and the length of this "experience" my pecker is in a depleted state with no intention of firming. So to speak. She is looking at it closely and starts a type of accupressure around my stomach and leg area. "This help handsome man. This help handsome man. " Huh? Cue Rod Serling. Submitted for your approval. Bubba 1979. Caught forever in an Asian massage parlor while his cell phone starts ringing non stop again. "Is that your wife on phone? " "Me knew you have wife. You handsome man. " Oh for gods sakes. Would you fucking start rubbing my pecker already? "Me done. You come back and see Annie soon ok? "
Man. At this point I'm going apeshit. Theres no way I'm going home to an "ass chewing" without something from this. At this point I grab myself and start showing her what to do. Grudgingly she starts grazing my boys lightly and saying that I'm married and she shouldn't do this. Huh? The whole while I'm still soft as Obama's housing market and frantic to end this. At this point she starts again with the accupressure on my stomach and says "This help you. This help you. " I'd pretty much givin up on her and started going after myself with reckless abandon. When she suddenly asked for my business card. Business card? Business card? In case you didn't notice, theres a gringo on your massage table whacking off right now, not exactly in a position to hand out cards. Mercifully, I let it go with grudging help from Annie. The spell is broken, and reality quickly sets in. I look at my watch and I've been here for 2 frigging hours. 2 hours. I frantically get dressed and practically sprint for the door. I throw. 4 at Annie and thank her. She starts the G. I. Hug thing at the door and starts begging me to come back soon. (with a business card. I shit you not.)
I run to my car and head home, knowing whats to come. (don't we all know that feeling?)
So, what can I say. The single strangest event in my mongering life. I don't think I will be going back. I highly recommend to you guys for something different. Honesty, I don't know if anything is on the menu at all. Her shock at my requests seemed genuine.
I promise no more long winded accounts. Just the facts next time.
Bubba
Me Rub you Long Time! ;-)
[QUOTE=Bubba1979]Ok. So to continue. I'm on the table an hour and a half into a massage with my wife calling on my cell phone and a massage lady questioning my wedding ring.
So finally my phone stops ringing, and I know for sure I'm already in trouble at home. Most of my lame excuses have been used up lately so I know its going to be bad. None the less, I need to focus on the attractive asian girl in front of me....
So, what can I say. The single strangest event in my mongering life. I don't think I will be going back. I highly recommend to you guys for something different. Honesty, I don't know if anything is on the menu at all. Her shock at my requests seemed genuine.
Bubba[/QUOTE]
Great post! No, I've not been there and from the sounds of it wont, unless I need a killer massage.
Take the ring off next time :) They all know we're married anyways.. thats why we go to these places!
Eastern Spa - another strange encounter
[QUOTE=Bubba1979]So, what can I say. The single strangest event in my mongering life. I don't think I will be going back. I highly recommend to you guys for something different. Honesty, I don't know if anything is on the menu at all. Her shock at my requests seemed genuine.[/QUOTE]I had a similar dream.
Ok, I should have listened to Ol'Bubba but something about this place NOT being a sure thing turned me on and worst case I get a nice massage. This wasn't worst case, it gets worse (massage was great).
I enter, say I want the one hour for 50 they advertise on BP. There are two asian ladies in the room, one older, one younger and pretty. The old one (who is standing near me) asks if I want foot massage or body massage. I say body massage. The cute lady across the room says "you choose" but I thought she said "your shoes. " I thought she wanted me to take off my shoes before entering (common in asian cultures). I start taking off my shoes but then she says it again and points to her friend and then to her self. Now I get it and the choice is easy. I point the cute one across the room.
Ok, she is dressed in long running pants and a tight top so no indication that more was to be had. She took me to the room and asked me to undress. Now, they haven't taken any money from me so I lay 3 twenties on the desk and start to undress. I left the door open and a third asian walks buy. Now she is older but cuter and dressed in a sexy red dress. She comes in and says Hi. I thought maybe this would be my therapist but she motions for me to hang my clothes on the hooks and closes the door.
I'll try to be more succinct.
The original messeus returns, sees the money on the table and asks "oh, is this yours? " I explain the it is for the massage and she says to pay at the end. She gives a good massage and tells me at least three or four times that I am handsome. (Whatever). During the massage she never pulls away from me when I rub my hand on her leg but she is very careful to keep me covered with the towel. I think she is just being careful that I might be LE.
She never touches anywhere inappropriate but comes very close until the right near the end. She actually place her hand on the towel which is directly over my cock and actually puts some weight on it. Now her other had is actually doing the work so I'm not entirely sure if this was inadvertent or on purpose.
Once, while standing at my head she was rubbing down my chest to my stomach several times and one of those times she rubbed her boob right over my face (clothes on entire time) on the way down and on the way back. I tell you again, I can't tell if it is on purpose or not.
When she was finished with me face down, she left and returned with a hot towel to wipe off the baby lotion (she used way too much and I am still very slippery). So when I am face up and she leaves to get the hot towel I pull the towel off and drop on the floor behind the massage table. She returns and freezes. She is just standing there looking at me. It felt like a 10 minute pause but in reality it was probably more like 5 seconds. I can see her looking on the floor for the towel and when she doesn't find it she just starts wiping me off like it's not big deal. When she gets around the other side of the table she sees the towel and stops, then asks me "Why did you remove the towel? " Crap, this is awkward, so I say it was an accident. She picks it up but doesn't cover me with it. Thank goodness it would have been filthy. And she finishes cleaning the other side. Then she covers me again and starts a karate chop from my waste down, knocking my pecker several times while going up and down my legs.
So, all of my advances have been successful, she has managed to get me aroused and we are at the end, she folds the towel very narrow so only my penis is covered. Then she turns, grabs the sixty bucks on the desk and asks me if it is all for her. I say yes but I have more for you and grab her hand and pull it toward my private area. Now she won't let it go that far. I try again, repeating that I want to giver her more and pull her hand toward me again. She won't do it and is quickly making a dash for the door.
I believe she is still playing it safe so I grab her boob and ask if she will watch me. She actually pushes my hand off of her boob but agrees to watch me do myself. Not exactly what I wanted but I hope she will join in.
I ask her for some lotion and she walks back around the table and gets it. I motion for her to pour it on me but she grabs my hand and it will only put it in my hand. Then she goes back to the desk and brings out some napkins.
As I start I motion for her to lift up her top but she refuses. I keep asking and she is just looking away. So much for the handsome part.
Now this is the worst part, right as I am getting ready to finish, she actually steps away from me and starts to leave the room. She opens the door just as another monger is being escorted by the room. She just stands there with the door open. She doesn't know to close the f'ing door but there I am, laying on the table, fully nude, fully exposed with my cock in my hand and jizzing all over with two providers and another monger standing at the door looking at me. The timing could not have been worse.
Needless to say I quickly got up, cleaned my self off, got dressed and got the heck out of there.
I won't be going back.
However, I do believe the third provider in the red dress will do more. Only saying that based on the 5 seconds of conversation and 15 seconds at looking at her.
Eastern Spa Analysis session
C She never touches anywhere inappropriate but comes very close until the right near the end. She actually place her hand on the towel which is directly over my cock and actually puts some weight on it. Now her other had is actually doing the work so I'm not entirely sure if this was inadvertent or on purpose.
I had forgotten this. She actually does barely cover it and presses hard for awhile. To any monger this means a green light. As I have thought about it, her constant request for my business card is a way to uncover L. E. She was adament that I bring the next time. Good Report!
As far as luxury spa across the street goes. (gold coast report) I have had many successful sessions. Some quite memorable.
Perhaps some monger will step up and go to Eastern Spa with a Business Card at the ready and see what happens!