[QUOTE=After The Flip]This is why we hobby.
Not for the only-slightly-better-but-significantly-more-expensive-than-a-wank times. It's for the times you're going to remember as long as you can recall the names of your offspring. This is why we hobby.
Wednesday last week, I show up unannounced at One Spa. I'm met by Lee who looks harried. (She also looks incredible and I tell her every time--we live in hope.) She lets me know they're really busy and it's clear that her monger traffic control skills are being put to the test. This part's funny. She shuffles me first into the girl's dressing room, back to the lobby, and finally the elevator. There was someone else waiting in the stairwell. Then the obvious happened. An arriving monger called the elevator from the 1st floor. We weren't going to acknowledge each other in any case, let alone talk. But when I did not exit the elevator and rode it back to the 3rd floor in silence, chances were made quite certain we were never going to be pen-pals. Feeling brazen, I coughed the secret password 'Jackson' but that just added to the weirdness. On the ride up, I surmised his girth and dislike for stairs were connected. When Lee sees us appear together she's in a panic. I admire what they try to do. Personally, I don't care. But I get that some of you do and that's just fine by me. Humpty is ushered inside and me into the stairwell, which frankly I found a bit annoying. I did not check the laundry chute for the previous stairwell occupant, but I did hear some muffled cries.
Once inside and after things have calmed down a bit, she brings Nicky. Nope. I didn't write about her, but she's a clock-watcher and complained about everything I did including not finishing up almost immediately. There are much better at OS. Don't get me wrong: she's mighty young and hot. Just not that into it. So I insist "no" with Nicky. There's a lot of Korean spoken by at least three women for a couple of minutes. Finally, Lee runs to the dressing room returning with a bikini. A minute later a very shy and totally hot girl in that bikini that's a cup size too small for her appears in front of me. Game on. I was not told her name, which as we'll see is significant later. I eagerly say yes, mostly because I think I've exhausted the fun to be had riding in silence with strange but like-minded men in elevators.
We both get escorted back to the waaaaay-back by Lee. (See my previous report on Nana.) It's as if my girl doesn't know the layout of the place. Another significant fact. I'm not putting it all together yet. Predominantly because I'm distracted watching her lovely ass. This time I was beginning to see the virtues of it being a long way to the way-back. Cut, cute, cute. As she turned the corners, I could see she had an ample bust. Funny: I'm into completely flat-chested or good-sized, good-shaped ones. Nothing else really does it for me. Hers were in the latter category and I'm starting to get excited.
We wait for what seemed like ages and we start in on the massage after collecting the house fee and leaving me alone to get undressed. The massage was OK. I like gentle and she obliged. I chatted about this and that and then I asked her name, assuming I'd forgotten. She told me straight up that she didn't know. Then I twigged: she's just off the boat and here I am with her and she's not even got set up with a name yet! This is why we hobby and I'm really intrigued. After discounting a number of dumb names (dumb for an AMP--that takes some doing!) I suggest 'Sunny'. I told her it was because she filled the room with light, which she liked. I was also thinking--but realized it was way too tacky to mention--that her round Haedong face reminded me of the sun too. She was embarrassed to have me name her and I wondered whether I'd transgressed some cultural taboo. Considering what I'd come for, I now think it was kind of funny to wonder that.
Finally the shower, where I take the opportunity to reinforce how much I like her new name. She's warming to it, although a little short of the 9,800F surface temperature of her eponymous celestial body. I'm pretty sure the shower would have been better had she been able to figure out how to cajole the temperature from tepid to luke-warm. We all know the routine. The shower in a new place takes time to work out. Think of it as a clock face. At home it's 7:00. At One Spa it's 2:30 and I was very happy to oblige and show her. Funny thing is, I noticed the correct setting from previous visits. I think she was even a little bit impressed. TS was a bit clumsy but I wasn't complaining.
Back to the room and Sunny started back in the massage. Enough of that already, I'm here for the main event. I ask her to take her clothes off and she obliges without ceremony. It's funny: in some ways she doesn't know what she's doing. In others, she's clearly a pro. It's fun guessing what she's good at and what's fodder for USG. After a lot of fooling around, centered largely on sampling her tremendously appealing and well-shaped jugs, taking in her long, long nipples on the way, she ends up at the head of the massage table with me lying down and facing up. She stretches down from my head to my waist and offers me more of her magnificent mams, dangling them at an interesting angle for me to savor. Nice. But she doesn't stop there. She deftly glides into a perfect 69. I assume she did something clever with the cover and I reach down to check. She did. Upon which, all notions and fantasies of taking an AMP virgin fly out the window. If there were any windows at One Spa. You know what I mean. I have a very pretty view and unlike most others, she was kind enough to leave the light on as I requested.
Into it now, she gives a very convincing performance. It would not be a stretch to say she looks like she's enjoying it and that, my friends, is the ultimate turn-on for me. I try all the usual positions, culminating in doggy for the big finish. She's tight and knows how to work it. I pull out from time to time to delay things. She's OK with it. Back to pounding her mercilessly, I feel the incredible sensation of hitting bottom. I come and it's a really strong one. She cleans me up and we lie down for a good 10 minutes chatting about this and that. That's when I find out that she was not due to start until the next day. But because they were caught short-pussied I think I caught Lee persuading her to start early. If that's all true, then I was her first at One Spa. It's very clear, however, that there have been many before me in LA where she's from.
She dresses me and walks me to the door. Lee's there to see me out and I let her know that I named my girl Sunny. 'You like gleam?', she said. Turns out Lee was considering the color 'Green' as a name (to go with Blue?). I told her I liked my name better. Outside the lobby again and Lee strikes up more conversation than before. She asks me how she was and I said good, like I always do if that's the case. That's usually the end of it. But this time Lee wants to know all the intimate details. I guess it's no use pretending I was only there for the body rub. I told her about as much as I could remember and the thanked me. Looking back, that was the strangest part of the whole affair.
I walked down stairs, jump in the Jeep and head back to Boston with a thousand details whirling around my head.
But of all the unknowns and strangeness one thing is clear. This is why we hobby.
Stay safe,
ATF[/QUOTE]
great story sorry the secret password did not work.
