car_demon
02-09-2005, 03:51 PM
So I turned the majical 29 this past Monday and the g.F. treats me to a Blue Mountain weekend and arranges for a manicure and pedicure for me locally here in Brampton. So I reluctantly go in thinking that only gurly men do that $#it. So the place is empty and I\'m led to this backroom with a lovely massage chair and foot whirlpool bath.
Out comes this Asian hottie named Kim. 4\'9\", well tanned skin, long black hair with the typical brownish orange highlights, make-up like catwoman, curvy shapely petite body weighing 95lbs and nice mango size breasts in her revealing outfit. She had lively flirtatious eyes and a slightly aged face so I knew she was over 17 and below 60. I couldn\'t tell with that Nationality or Ethnicity!(No offence; but a compliment). I was intrigued by her numerous bangles on her wrists and the gold chains on her neck which accented her smooth complexion. And of course the ultimate turn-on was the thong slightly showing when she bent over revealing no tan-lines on her tailbone and bum-bum. She motions for me to sit at her station; the g.f. rolls her eyes as she gets a less attractive girl to work on her feet.
Let\'s just say I got the best pedicure and foot massage of my life. Because I had long legs, the calf rub made my therapist stretch while my foot was in her breast of which she done purposely while she was mumbling \"whey-bing, bong, bal-ing\" to her other partner a few chairs down from me and then she would smile and they would snicker like school girls. Ever get that feeling that people are talking about you in another language. I need to bring an intepreter next time.
The g.f. was furious and kept staring at my trackpants crotch. Let\'s just say I should have worn jeans and two pairs of tight underwear. The girl didn\'t seem to mind but enjoyed my arousal and was stroking my feet and calves in a peculiar and erotic way. The pressure points she was pressing most have hit the missile button too and who was I to not give in. Reflexology and pressure points date back a long time and the Shaolin peasant treatment she was giving made me feel like the Abbot in a higher level of meditation.
I was then escorted to the manicure section of which we sat face to face as she methodically worked on my hands and fingers. The G.F. was also situated a couple of chairs down and I felt guilty and good while the therapist chick embraced my hands intimately and seductively. I felt a connection. She started asking me questions about how old was I?, how long I was dating this chick and what was my nationality? All of a sudden she blurted out that her ex was a Canadian-Jamaican man. I must have blushed because she gave me her business card and told me to book with her anytime.
I think that I should treat myself to a pedicure more often and see what happens.
When it was done an paid for by the g.f. she gave me the evil eye and told me that I should never go back there alone and that she knows better places. I think she is wrong. I should go back there with some guy buddies:sarc
I don\'t want to reveal this secret location in Brampton yet until I go there again and book my next appointment. I\'ll keep you guys filled in though.
Out comes this Asian hottie named Kim. 4\'9\", well tanned skin, long black hair with the typical brownish orange highlights, make-up like catwoman, curvy shapely petite body weighing 95lbs and nice mango size breasts in her revealing outfit. She had lively flirtatious eyes and a slightly aged face so I knew she was over 17 and below 60. I couldn\'t tell with that Nationality or Ethnicity!(No offence; but a compliment). I was intrigued by her numerous bangles on her wrists and the gold chains on her neck which accented her smooth complexion. And of course the ultimate turn-on was the thong slightly showing when she bent over revealing no tan-lines on her tailbone and bum-bum. She motions for me to sit at her station; the g.f. rolls her eyes as she gets a less attractive girl to work on her feet.
Let\'s just say I got the best pedicure and foot massage of my life. Because I had long legs, the calf rub made my therapist stretch while my foot was in her breast of which she done purposely while she was mumbling \"whey-bing, bong, bal-ing\" to her other partner a few chairs down from me and then she would smile and they would snicker like school girls. Ever get that feeling that people are talking about you in another language. I need to bring an intepreter next time.
The g.f. was furious and kept staring at my trackpants crotch. Let\'s just say I should have worn jeans and two pairs of tight underwear. The girl didn\'t seem to mind but enjoyed my arousal and was stroking my feet and calves in a peculiar and erotic way. The pressure points she was pressing most have hit the missile button too and who was I to not give in. Reflexology and pressure points date back a long time and the Shaolin peasant treatment she was giving made me feel like the Abbot in a higher level of meditation.
I was then escorted to the manicure section of which we sat face to face as she methodically worked on my hands and fingers. The G.F. was also situated a couple of chairs down and I felt guilty and good while the therapist chick embraced my hands intimately and seductively. I felt a connection. She started asking me questions about how old was I?, how long I was dating this chick and what was my nationality? All of a sudden she blurted out that her ex was a Canadian-Jamaican man. I must have blushed because she gave me her business card and told me to book with her anytime.
I think that I should treat myself to a pedicure more often and see what happens.
When it was done an paid for by the g.f. she gave me the evil eye and told me that I should never go back there alone and that she knows better places. I think she is wrong. I should go back there with some guy buddies:sarc
I don\'t want to reveal this secret location in Brampton yet until I go there again and book my next appointment. I\'ll keep you guys filled in though.