The next time I feel horny...I am going to the mall!
Yesterday I was checking out the therapeutic services section of CL. I was feeling a few pains, and a good massage seemed more important than a happy ending (yeah, right). I noticed a couple of ads for massages by nice Chinese girls (are there any other kind?) in a couple of the malls. WTF? Although the ads stated that I should call for an appointment, I decided to scope it out first.
Surprisingly, the place was listed on the mall directory. I was expecting it to be one of those "doctor office" locations, sort of like they used to have at Lennox, but no, it was a regular store front in the main part of the mall. There was a massage chair in view, and a couple of massage rooms to the side. Only the rooms did not have walls - instead, there were bed sheets hanging from the ceiling, down to within a couple of feet from the floor. There were even some gaps between a couple of the sheets, and I could see the head and shoulders of a cute young therapist working on someone. Ooof!
The middle-aged mamasan saw me and enthusiastically asked what a I wanted (acupuncture, massage, etc). Feeling a bit uncomfortable, I opted for only a hh massage (.32). I was led to one of the "rooms" and was told to undress down to my underwear. Oh-oh, not a good sign. I laid down in my underwear, waiting for the therapist to return, and watched the shadows of passing shoppers on the wall of sheets.
The therapist returned. If she had a bit more in the butt, she would have been my idea of a perfect spinner: cute, shorter than average, skinny, pale but flawless skin, and long black hair. Ugh, she was wearing jeans. I had trouble understanding her English when she asked if I wanted "medium" pressure, and her name sounds something like Wendy. She put a towel over me and gave me thorough groping, including my glutes, through the towel. Hey, I thought, maybe this will be OK. She then started massaging my back. She moved the towel down and pulled back the top of my underwear so my butt was exposed. This is getting better, I thought, so I asked to change from hh to H (.6), and she clearly said "Thank You."
The massage was excellent and she took her time. When she moved from upper body to lower body, she pulled up the legs of my underwear to give her access to my glutes (thank god I was wearing baggy boxers!). Ah, it was heaven.
When she flipped me to massage my chest, she pushed the top of my boxers down a little so she could tease, I mean touch, my abdomen area, and I started feeling aroused. Then she put the towel on my chest, and pulled up one of the legs of my boxers to gain access to my upper inner thighs. At this point, I started to lightly massage her thighs and crotch through her jeans. I also slipped my hand under her blouse to caress and explore, and then her fingers started brushing the boys. I started saluting, and when I was at full mast, she raised and lowered the flag repetitively. I guess sheets don't provide much sound dampening, as she had to put her hand over my mouth to keep me from yelling to the woman in 'sheet room' next to me, and to the shoppers nearby, about how good her massage skills were.
She let me calm down and continued her massage unhurriedly, then cleaned me up and even put on my socks. Total time was 70 minutes.
I probably over-tipped her (.3) but I wanted her to remember me. Mamasan asked me if I had a good time, and told me to tell all my friends. I am not sure if all the mall therapists and all the locations are this good (YMMV), but I will be back. In fact, I am beginning to feel a little stiff already.
For anyone who is curious....
Total damage for the girl at Covington Spa was $.6. She wanted that just for extras but talked her down to $.2. BTW, for all you screamers out there, they have a sign in the shower room that says something like, "Don't talk loud in shower room," apparently because of the Domino's Pizza next door.
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[QUOTE=Astor Bryan]I agree. Great report Niteluvr.[/QUOTE]