Hitomi. Going, going, gone?
After an unexpected afternoon at work on Tuesday (called in on an off-day), I was in the mood for a reward so I figured I'd make the long trek up to Hitomi. It had been awhile as I'm on the other side of the city from the NE (and I work down in DE to boot), but I have always enjoyed my time there and been treated pretty well.
Texted them ahead of time to set up an appointment and did not get a response. The last time I tried (about a week prior) MMS was late getting back to me, so not hearing back immediately is not out of character for them, I guess.
Arrived there mid-to-late afternoon and the Open sign is off. Rang the bell anyway. Noticed there's also paperwork in the window. L&I seems to have not renewed their license and there's a public hearing on whether or not to renew. About a minute or so after I rang the bell the door is cracked open by one of the therapists, who invites me in.
Her name is Mia. She's about 5'7"-5'8". Not fat by any sense of the word, but if she were a bit larger all-over I'd use the words "corn-fed" to describe her body. Luxurious without being overweight. Healthy. Flat-ish midsection with natural larger C's / smaller D's up top. Attractive. Off with the shoes in the lobby as is the custom in a Japanese spa and into the room.
$$ up front for an hour, all-in. My initial presentation of the previous rate betrays how long it's been since I've been there. We both strip naked for a table shower. She didn't join me on the table but did some half-hearted body-to-body contact as she scrubbed me down and rinsed me off.
Massage was significantly less than I had remembered. My previous experiences here had high marks for all aspects of the experience, but this time the massage couldn't even be described as perfunctory. It wasn't unskilled, just. Short. Lacking. Like it was something to check off a list to say it was done before moving on. Shame.
On to the fun. Flip, soft touch, on with the cover and right on cue some Billy Joel came over the loudspeakers. I motioned for her to join me and she was instantly responsive to the tip of my tongue. I counted three of her encores as we were probably enjoying each other for the better part of about ten minutes and she was not shy with her hips.
She hops off, lays down and motions for me to join her. Two or three minutes later she's got her legs wrapped around me and pulling me towards her in a rigorous rhythm. After about five minutes, encore #4 comes rushing through us and it's much more intense than the first three. After it subsided she lets go of my waist with her legs and pulls me to her with her arms for a warm embrace. We started back up again and I finished myself just a few minutes later.
We both showered together to clean up and I was on my way, with about 15 minutes left on the clock.
As I was getting dressed I was upsold for an additional tip.
Regardless of whether they survive or not, and as satisfying as the mutual satisfaction was, I am not sure I'd repeat. I don't enjoy being upsold as I was after a lackluster massage and a shortage of time. She's only been there a week. Not an excuse, but things may be different in whatever spa she was at before (she was not forthcoming as I tried to get to know her through the shower and the massage).
That being said, it was a very satisfying soft touch experience and I'm not averse to paying for quality. In the 20-25 minutes of fun she gave me everything I was looking for and she got as good as she gave, if not better. Maybe I'll change my mind.
But if you have enjoyed yourself some Hitomi and you have been promising yourself you'd come back, now might be the time. I did not catch the date of the hearing on the paperwork before being invited in, so sooner rather than later I'd say.
