Excellent medium Thai massage and good hand relief
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I had spotted this place a couple of weeks ago, but I couldn't stop at the time and so it was on my list of places to try at the first opportunity. That opportunity presented itself and so off I went. I didn't book before beforehand and so I was taking a chance - but it paid off.
The shop was easy to find and parking was available on a side street nearby, so no change for meters needed. The area isn't particularly brilliant and I'm not sure that I would be happy leaving the car there at night, but it was OK during the day.
I only had to go just round a corner and I found myself outside. At this point I should mention that the place is sandwiched between two shops on a busy road. This might put some off, but as I don't live anywhere nearby and have no chance of being recognised, it did not bother me. I boldly pushed the door only to discover that it was on a chain. A girl quickly unhooked it and ushered me inside.
I did notice that she was young and attractive which is aways a good start. As I was bursting for a pee, I was sent downstairs to the toilet whilst my masseuse was preparing the room. When I returned I nearly dropped... she was gorgeous. She was typically Thai in that she was short, about 5ft 2in, with a slim build, with medium length black hair. Her age is difficult to guess, but I would say early 20s. She was also wearing a lovely cheeky smile. I couldn't believe my luck.
So into the room itself. I noticed that it was very clean and tidy as well as being brightly decorated. Even being windowless it was airy and not dark and seedy like some room. Fresh towels were rolled up in a doorless cupboard and soft music was playing.
I undressed and lay on the bench. I do prefer a bench to a futon, so that was another good plus. Then the massage started. Tina (she called herself) asked me if I wanted soft, medium or hard. I plumped for medium and she then gave me a fantastic proper Thai massage. She draped a towel over me and really went to town with everything used - her arms, elbows, knees the lot. But, I stress, at no time was it painful, but wonderfully relaxing. She also used warm oil on my arms and neck before moving the towel to one side to start on my legs. Again I got an eclectic mix of styles. There was some conventional rubbing but also her elbows came into play again. The thing that really got me going though was when she sat on my bum and began to gently ride me like she would a horse, that did feel good and induced some interest from down below.
By now the clock was ticking and I was asked to turn over. She massaged my legs and upper thighs which was quite electric and then started on my stomach. I think she may have seen the towel move a little, it was still covering my play area, as she then pointed to it and asked for £20. I happily agreed and so she started on what was a superb bit of hand relief. Lots of oil and her little hands went to work. Gently gliding up and down with one, whilst the other one played with my balls. Unfortunately she stood just a bit too far from me to allow touching, but her gentle technique and gorgeous cheeky smile compensated for that and I came quite quickly - perhaps a bit too quickly as I would have liked it to continue. Anyway, she cleaned me up and offered me a shower, which I declined as I was heading home. She did wipe off as much oil as she could with a towel. On the way out I noticed another girl sitting at reception - and she was also young and attractive.
This could be quite a find. I did take enough money for a body-to-body massage and would have gone for it if she had asked, but sadly not. I am going to go again next week and maybe if I get recognised, I may get body-to-body with a lovely young attractive girl - the like of which doesn't seem to work at the Orchid or Baan.
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