Recent visit to C&C Wellness in Herndon
[QUOTE=IceCityX1221;5713544]Anybody been out to C&C Wellness recently? Any recommendations for a decent rub + FS?[/QUOTE]Went two weeks ago hoping to see Anna. Told Anna is on vacation but there is a new girl. Agreed to a one hour everything session with the new girl. I don't recall her name but she is not Anna. I would recommend waiting until Anna returns. The new girl seemed uninterested and mostly concerned about the time.
What is the point of self serve?
Against better judgement I decided to check out FF massage in chantilly.
Maybe it's because I like a challenge, or pushing the envelope like a renegade when they are told no, or maybe I just enjoy throwing away my money. In any case, I find myself there and decided to do an hour with Lily my provider. She's average, a bit pudgy but from what I could tell a fairly cute face behind the mask. She tries to get me to do a lomi lomi massage which is 30 $ more, no 60 for 60 is fine don't let them dupe you into doing the same level of massage for 30 $ more. Lomi lomi is a scam. I'm escorted into a room with a giant sign that SEXUAL ACTIVITY IS PROHIBITED. MOTION OF SUCH CAN LEAD TO TERMINATION OF SESSION SND FORFE-yeah yeah we get it. It's like a tiny bird puffing out it's chest to look big in front of all the other legitimate massage parlors.
Massage is pretty good. They use hot oil which on a cold day that we've been enduring this week was quite welcome. It's a very open massage building, high walls but no encapsulated rooms so you can kind of hear what's going on in other rooms, something I've never liked whether at a legit massage place or not. This dream has plenty of teasing. They take the towel off and soft touch to the butt which kinda gives you a false sense of security that a HE is possible upon the flip. Flip happens and lily does a pretty poor job of covering up junior. I swear this chick was egging me on just daring me to get erect. Soft touch to thigh, belly, even tickled my butthole. All the clear signs any normal provider would give to indicate extras are on the table.
So at this point I'm tired of teasing and I tear the proverbial bandaid off and just show her my junk at full mast. Her eyes light up like I showed her the holy grail and she eagerly springs for the hot oil to douse it over my dick. Well alright, showtime.
Then the two of us stop there looking at each other awkwardly like we'd each were read the same fortune but took away entirely opposite meanings. I notion to put her hand on my dick and she gives me the N O. By waving her hand at her throat. She beckons me to finish myself. I really hate this. I've spent decades honing my craft and many sleepless nights as a teenager punishing my own dick with drunk dad energy that no mere Asian masseuse could ever hope to replicate. So I try to grab her arm and get her to wrap her hands around junior but she hastily withdrew her arms at every attempt. I don't need self service, and normally I walk away then and there but I'm a man of science, and I decided, just this once. I'd see where it would take me and maybe I could warm up lily to offer a helping hand so I started on self service and tried to feel her up. She let me to OTC roaming and would smack my hand away when I tried to get under her shirt. The whole time she would let her eyes gaze deep into my cock like it were some sort of mystical crystal ball. She would tickle my legs, my ass, and even. Tickled my ballsack as I stroked my cock.
All the while I kept thinking to myself. What is really the difference here? I even grappled Lilys tits over the shirt like they were fresh squeezed oranges ready to be juiced, there was no resistance to this, I got a full cup of her breast sitting in the palm of my hand, a bra and tshirt as the only barrier and still this chick would not go for anymore. I mean at this point it's got to be clear that I'm no cop. It's also clear she's not appalled by the sight or even entirely resistant the idea of extras. Why not make a little extra money and jerk me off? It was baffling. Eventually I realized I wasn't going to get the satisfaction of a true happy ending, so I decided instead to settle on the petty satisfaction of making this chick clean up the massive puddle of semen I spewed over her and myself. It's been a week since I last had any action so I was saving up quite a rumble and went off like the fountain show at the Bellagio.
Just this once tho. Never again. But even now, it boggles my mind. I play it back in my head and think damn I think I would have preferred she simply say no. We dont do that here and move on. What is the point of self service? Truly makes no sense, either you allow HJ or you don't. I don't understand the point of this half measure? Everyone loses.
Water forgets the names of TheDrowned.