The Last Massage
3 years ago a Foot Spa opened in the ground floor of my office building. Intrigued by it's "off the radar" location, kind of tucked off in the back with only a small neon "open" sign, I decided to visit one afternoon after work when I had nowhere to go. This is a big shopping area, very affluent, and the spa seemed to occupied by all women getting foot treatments, pedicures, etc.
I was greeted by a chunky old Asian woman in her late 50's and she asked me if I wanted 'foot massage' and I ask if I could get a body massage. She says 'oooooh, yessss, come, come" and leads me past about two dozen reclining lounge chairs - about half of which were occupied by middle-aged and older women getting foot and leg massages, and into a room curtained off by some thin curtains in the back.
Inside this back area there were 4 massage rooms and the bathrooms, and she led me into one of the rooms and prepped the table and said "here, here" and she gave me a smile and left, closing the curtain. I took off my clothes and covered with a towel and sat on the edge of the table hoping she would *not* be the one giving me a massage.
In walks Ming - she's about 25 wearing a tight t-shirt that is thin and plain white so I can see her pink bra underneath. She has on a pair of pink and blue leggings that are really tight and she is smokin' hot. Her long hair is pulled up into a messy ponytail and she has on some cute little blue-framed glasses. She smiles, gives me a hug, and holds her hand out for my towel and I roll over.
The next hour is filled with an awesome massage and then just an absolute brutal teasing of my ass, my balls, my asshole, and the base of my shaft. Finally she says to 'turn ova' and asks me playfully if I wants more time - I'd asked for the hour so I obviously said yes. Here the massage was basically over and she teased the hell out of me again, lightly rubbing all over my body while keeping my boner covered with a small washcloth. She was on my balls, my shaft, the tip, everything - but she would *not* grab it and go. It was brutal. Finally she quit, got some hot towels, wiped me down, and guided me out with a smile.
I went back about once every other month, and it was the same thing every time - no happy ending but a brutal tease that was both relaxing and exhilarating at the same time. After a year or so she started letting me rub her legs and ass, and after another year I started to play with her tits. Finally I started getting her pants down and her top up, but still no hand job. She had a sexy black beaver with those long straight Asian pubs and her little B-cup tits were firm and fun to pay with.
One day, just as the same, I came in and we went through the same teasing game. As I was on my back and nearing my 90 minutes, she pulled her pants down and asked "more time please?" I said yes and she moved closer to where I could start fingering her - the first time she'd let me do that, but I rubbed her clit for a good 10 minutes as she smiled and pulled a leg up onto the table alongside me to give me better access. Lo and behold after a good bit, she grabbed my cock and started stroking me. Eventually, with her legs down on her ankles, she sat on me with her bra above her tits and her pussy right still in full view, and gave me a most wonderful handjob. I exploded buckets and she giggled a lot as she finished milking me out and cleaning me up.
I could NOT wait until my next appointment, but unfortunately I was traveling a lot and it was the holidays, so when I got back by my office about a month later, my old friend the 50+ mamasan told me when I came in "Ming go back to China. She no come back." Just like that it was over. The mamasan says "Sophie give you good massage, like Ming" but she was fat, around 40+, tiny tits, and not much of a looker. Truth be told, she was even less shy than Ming and she worked me over really good on the very first visit (permission granted by mamasan I guess) but it was just not the same.
Now I know that Ming knew she all along she was leaving and that extra effort was her "goodbye" for my last massage. I may never see her again, but I think of her often!
Keep in mind, this is just s standard store-front foot massage place in an affluent area of town in a major shopping district, and always busy with your typical upper-middle to high-class female in there getting foot massage and pedicures inside. I rarely saw another male in there - though one time I did need to pee during my massage and I saw one of the other rooms had the curtain open just slightly, and a lady was in there on her back having her head massaged and she was buck naked.
Ya never know...
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