7 comments/ 87556 views/ 56 favorites Asian Massage Delight Ch. 01 By: aiibaah I sat in the hotel room trying to rub the soreness out of my neck and shoulders. This was day five of a five day corporate training seminar and the daily agenda was pretty intense. It didn't help that I had overdone my attempts to get back in shape and was now paying for too many hours in the gym with an aching body. My company put me up in a nice suite in a Manhattan five star with a per diem of $500 so I didn't have much to complain about. Still I was really having trouble relaxing after the long days at the seminar. I'm not much for sitting and typically am up and about all day encouraging my sales team or making presentations to clients. So I was glad I didn't have another day of sitting on my ass and watching power points as the presenter droned on about market trends and ROI. Nope, tomorrow was my day to relax a bit before heading to the airport for the trip home. My cell phone chirped and I picked it up only to find another text from my recently ex-girlfriend. Why the hell won't she just leave me the fuck alone? The relationship was bad for both of us and we mutually agreed to go our separate ways but she insisted on checking in on me. As usual I just deleted the message and tossed the phone on the bed while I looked over at the pile of tourism and entertainment magazines I had picked up the day before. Maybe I could find something interesting to do tomorrow. As I sift through the pile one caught my attention. It's a thin, maybe 40 or 50 page glossy magazine on adult nightlife activities. The cover shows a couple of strippers, oh excuse me 'dancers', swinging from the pole of some neon lit club. Strip clubs are definitely not my thing except on rare occasions when I have to take a group of clients who are into silicone and stilettos. Usually I have to hold back my laughter as some chick, soaked in body spray, tries her sales pitch to lure some twenties out of my wallet for a glimpse of her kitty and a grind. "So what brings you into the city? Is this your first time here? What do you do for work? Are you ready for a private dance? Do you want to go to the VIP room?" I know a few of the other sales execs play the game and usually get off on knowing sales psychology on a level these girls can't even imagine, seeing the angles before they've even occurred to the dancer. I don't play games like that, even with my clients, so why do it with a stripper. It seems so pointless. As I keep flipping through the pages I notice a section on massage spas. Now, I would have to be pretty stupid not to have an idea about what goes on in these places but at the same time.......the thought intrigues me. I haven't been with anyone since I left my ex and I really could use a massage, not that I'm too sure these places are known for their massage skills. Maybe it would be fun to combine a bit of relaxation with some stimulation? An ad catches my eye. It's a bit smaller than some of the others but features what looks like a candid picture of a very attractive Asian woman standing next to what I assume is the entrance to the spa. The other ads all have what are obviously stock photos of Asian models and the fact that this one seems to be genuine makes me want to go check it out. I call the number in the ad and a woman who sounds like she might be a bit older answers with a thick accent. "I'm interested in getting a massage. Do I need to make an appointment?" "Appointment not necessary but sometime we busy. When you want come?" My mind processes that as "when you want cum" and I smile to myself. "Well, let's see it's about 7pm now. Would it be possible to get a massage at 8:30pm?" "Sure, what you name?" "Uhm, Sam." "Ok.....Sam....we see you then." I'm not sure why I gave the false name. I mean it's not like I live in the area so why should I care? Again I laugh at myself, feeling a bit silly but at the same time like I'm embarking on a bit of an adventure. I decide to have a shower before I go so that I'll be fresh. Wow, what am I doing? Preparing for a date or getting ready for a massage? I step into the large shower stall and enjoy the soft rain-like stream from the massive showerhead. As I lather myself up with the French boutique soap the hotel provided I start to become aroused, my cock lengthens at the subconscious inklings of what is to come. This reaction surprises me a bit since I don't normally get too excited unless I'm anticipating a night of........well, I guess I am anticipating...something. I put on the pair of jeans and t-shirt I packed in the off chance of getting time away from suits and ties and head down to the lobby. The doorman flags down a cab and once inside I give the driver the address to which he raises an eyebrow. I wonder what he is thinking as he pulls out into traffic and we're on our way. I'm used to cabbies making small talk but this guy is silently smiling. It kind of makes me feel a little creeped out as though I'm doing something very illicit and he's in the know. Which...I guess I am....and he is. After weaving through the evening traffic and turning down several avenues we pull into a narrow street, not much more than an alley, and the cab comes to a stop in front of what I recognize as the spa in the ad. I pay the driver and hop out onto the pavement noticing the place looks surprisingly clean for it's less than inspiring location. Looking up and down the street I notice most of the other businesses are securely gated for the night. The glass front door has a painted image of an Asian woman in that familiar geisha make up and the hours and phone number for the business. Above the door I see one of those rolling security doors like the locked neighboring businesses. Next to the door is an intercom button with a sign that says "please ring for service." I press the button and here a faint buzzing. "Yes?" "Hi, I'm Sam. I have an 8:30pm appointment." "One moment." Through the glass door I see another door inside open and an older, maybe 50-ish, Asian lady walking towards me. She presses some kind of button inside and I hear a click and then the door opens out to let me in. "Hi Sam. I glad you come to see us." Whew! I'm glad she said 'us.' For a minute I thought she might be the masseuse, although I still don't know that she isn't. It's not that she's not attractive, but I was hoping for the 30-something beauty from the ad and not her mom, or boss, or whatever. "Please you follow me." I follow her down the hallway and through the inner door which she closes behind us. This door seems more intended at keeping people from looking into the interior of the business than at keeping anyone out. We stand in a small office/waiting area with several comfortable looking chairs, none of which are occupied. "How long you want massage? Thirty minute, one hour? Or you want special 90 minute?" Ninety minutes would have me leaving around 10pm and that should give me plenty of time to relax and...maybe....have some fun. "How much is the ninety minute massage?" The lady smiles. "That one $100 but I know you will be very happy." I reach into my wallet and fish out a hundred dollar bill and hand it to the older lady hoping I'm not making a huge mistake. She smiles and takes the bill from my hand and then motions me to follow her down another hallway, this one lined with doors on both sides. I follow her until she gets to the next to the last door on the right and opens it into a bedroom size space with a large massage table, a chair, and two tables against one wall. On one table is a stack of towels, some lotions and oils, and a small, clear zippered bag. The other table has a row of coat hooks and some hangers above it and appears to be where customers place their clothes. In a corner I see one of those electric waterfalls that stand about three feet high and are supposed to be very soothing. "I go get Lilly. She give you massage. You want Lilly give you shower?" I was about to say that I just had a shower but the thought of having 'Lilly', whoever she is, give me a shower sounds very interesting. "Yes, I would like that." This draws another broad smile from the older lady. "OK, be right back." With that she closes the door and I'm left alone in the room. I take off my shirt and jeans and drape them over the chair. Next comes off my underwear and socks which I place on top. Standing in the room naked I suddenly become self-conscious at the thought of a strange woman walking in. Wow, that's pretty strange given that I'm in a massage parlor about to get more than just a massage, hopefully. There is a towel on the massage table and I was starting to think about wrapping it around myself when I hear a knock on the door and it opens almost simultaneously to reveal the same gorgeous woman from the ad. My naked body doesn't seem to faze her a bit as she steps into the room, smiling at me as she looks me up and down. "Hi Sam, I'm Lilly." Her smile is absolutely stunning with perfect white teeth, ruby lips, and almond shaped eyes that smile along with her mouth. She is even more beautiful in person than her picture. If I had to guess I would put her age at around thirty, kind of the perfect age where a woman leaves her youth and enters maturity but has not yet truly aged. Her silky, black hair falls several inches below her shoulders and her perfect skin has a sort of café au lait tone. I can't see much of her body since she wears a terry cloth robe that ends about mid-thigh, but her legs are gorgeous and toned. Unlike the older woman there is only the slightest hint of an accent which makes me assume she grew up in the US. I feel like I want ask her a dozen questions to get to know her. Is that appropriate? This is a business appointment, not a date. Why am I feeling this way? "Nice to meet you Lilly. By the way it's really Jason. I told the other lady Sam because I was a bit nervous. Should I wrap this towel around me?" "No Jason, it's OK, you're our last customer tonight. And you have nothing to be nervous about. I'll take very good care of you. You might want to put your wallet in that bag to take with you to the shower." She points to the clear, plastic bag I had seen on the table. I guess this is to make their customers feel safe that they have their money with them when they leave the room. I remove my wallet from my jeans and place it in the bag then zipper it shut. "Follow me to the shower." Lilly takes my hand and leads me out of the room and down the hall to where it opens into a larger area that has bathrooms on either side and what looks like a laundry room on the end. She has me go into one of the bathrooms and as I step inside I notice a tile covered bench running the length of one wall with a foam mattress on top and a large bucket next to it on the floor. A faucet with a hose attached is on the wall next to the bench or table. Lilly takes the bag with my wallet and sets it down on a shelf next to some more towels. She then turns on the water and waits a moment for the water to come to an agreeable temperature before spraying the vinyl covered mat. Once it's sufficiently wet she pats it to indicate I should lie down. "Lie on your stomach first please." The mat is nice and warm from the water and I lay with anticipation, my chin resting across my folded arms. Apparently that is not what Lilly wanted as she moves my arms to my sides and then begins spraying my body with the warm water. I close my eyes and hear the water shut off followed by a sloshing sound which has to be the bucket next to me. Lilly takes a sponge and starts to lather my back and legs, coating me in a nice, lightly scented soap. After I'm covered in suds I hear the sponge being dropped into the bucket and then feel a new sensation as Lilly scrubs me with what feels like a face cloth. I open my eyes to see she has put on a glove that seems to be made of terry cloth and which she is using to gently scrub my body from head to toe. The feeling is very soothing and I'm starting to feel incredibly pampered. Why couldn't I have a beautiful woman bathing me this way every day? This must be what it was like to be a sultan or maharajah. Once she has given my back and legs a thorough cleaning I feel her bare hands return to my skin. What had previously been a soothing scrub now turns to very arousing caresses. Her hands massage my feet and then travel up my legs until she reaches my ass where she raises her hands off my body and lightly drags her nails across my cheeks causing goose bumps. Her hands move up and down my back in a very light massage and then down my arms until she reaches my hands which she softly rubs in hers. Next I feel Lilly's fingernails trailing erotically up my arms and down my shoulder blades and back until she once again reaches my ass sending chills throughout my body and causing my cock to stir beneath me. I jump slightly as Lilly's fingers travel between my cheeks and down towards my balls. She gently rubs up and down my crack, her fingers brushing my sack each time as my cock starts lengthening and a moan escapes my lips. Lilly's hand slips between my legs and under my body to cup my now hard shaft, giving it a gentle squeeze. Her fingers play briefly before she tells me it's time to turn over, which I do somewhat grudgingly at the loss of her touch. I move to my back and as I lay flat I look down to see my stiff pole sticking straight up from my abdomen. Lilly notices this too and smiles broadly then turns to look me in the eyes. "Does that feel good?" "Oh my God. It feels amazing." "Good." She laughs in a way that displays more satisfaction than amusement. Again she uses the sponge to soap me up, only this time I keep my eyes open so I can watch her. She moves so fluidly, like a graceful dancer, looking up at my face and smiling from time to time as she goes about her work. I want to take her then and there but am resigned to let her set the pace even though my cock is telling me otherwise. Soon the sponge is back in the bucket and Lilly slips on the terry cloth glove. She works from my thighs down to my feet and then slowly back up my sides and shoulders. The feeling is relaxing and my erection fades as I cool down. I'm sure this is the intended effect, causing the customer to start a slow simmer. The glove is pulled off and Lilly starts teasing with her finger tips, moving from my stomach to my chest and then down my arms. My erection returns just as Lilly's hands move to my thighs and this brings a satisfied grin to her face as she watches my cock slowly rise up off my body. Her hands circle around the shaft putting light pressure on my public bone causing my member to pulse upward. Her soapy fingers slowly stroke up and down the length of my hardness and I gasp involuntarily. It feels so good I'm afraid she is going to make me cum then and there but after several strokes she releases me and reaches for the bucket. Lilly pours the warm water over my body rinsing some of the soap off then asks me to sit up. She grabs the hose and checks the water temperature then proceeds to gently rinse the rest of the soap off asking me to stand at the end to get the remainder. Lilly picks up a towel which I thought she would just hand to me but instead she starts to dry me off, asking me to lift my arms over my head. I have never felt so pampered. Being bathed and then dried off by a beautiful woman is an incredible experience and one I'm sure I will repeat if the opportunity arises. After getting me dried off Lilly hands me the bag containing my wallet and we make our way back to the massage room. My semi-hard cock is leading the way and I see the older lady watching us from the office with a toothy smile. I'm sure we are quite a sight, a naked American with a boner following a sexy Asian woman in a robe down the hallway in a massage parlor. Not a scene I ever expected to be in but you only live once as they say. Entering the room Lilly asks me to lie face down on the table and place my face in one of those donut contraptions that all massage tables seem to have. She then pats me dry one more time and asks if I want oil, which she assures is unscented and good for the skin. I agree and soon feel the trickle of oil on my back. As the oil runs slowly down my back I hear a click and then soft music starts playing from an unseen stereo or radio. It's the typical New Age stuff you hear in massage studios and definitely sets a relaxing tone. "Do you want hard, medium, or soft pressure?" I'm surprised that she asks since this is a question I wasn't expecting from a 'not so therapeutic' place. "Medium please." I tell her hoping for the best. Lilly truly knows her stuff and goes about giving me an incredibly good massage. She even notices the stiffness in my shoulders and inquires about what had happened. When I tell her about overdoing it in the gym she starts doing some sort of trigger point massage that soon has the knots released and my back feeling a thousand percent better. After at least an hour I just start to drift off to sleep when I feel a change in the massage. Lilly was working on the back of my legs and the pressure moves from medium to very light. I once again feel her finger nails being gently scrapped along my thighs then up my sides and down my back. She repeats this pattern several times until my breathing increases and I can't help but shift on the table. What an erotic feeling, like small channels of electric current coursing through my body. When she reaches my ass I find myself rising up to meet her hands. Again my cock starts to lengthen under me and I moan loud enough for us both to hear. Her fingers tickle my ass and then one hand reaches to cup my balls making me lift my ass off the table in anticipation. Lilly's other hand finds my shaft and her fingers encircle me causing my cock to pulse. Two, three, four gentle strokes and then she withdraws her hand leaving me wanting more. So much more. If the strippers had no luck selling me on their dances, Lilly could have asked me to mortgage my house and at this point I probably would have. I have never been so filled with lust, especially over a woman I had just met an hour earlier. I first catch a very faint whiff of Lilly's perfume, which I previously had not detected, as she leans close to my face. Her warm breath tickles my ear and I want so much to turn and kiss her ruby lips. "Are you ready to turn over for me baby?" "Oh God yeah." "What do you want baby?" "What?" I'm temporarily confused as to what she means. "What...do...you...want?" Lilly says again in a soft, sexy voice emphasizing every word. "I want you." "You want me? Hmmm, you're naughty. Do you want...all..of me?" "Yessss." "I was hoping you would say that. I really like you and that cock of yours looks delicious." I can't help but groan. This is too much. It may be her job and just some sort of fantasy she creates for her customers but I'm hooked and filled with a desire I have never before experienced. I turn over onto my back and Lilly places a pillow under my head then steps back away from the table. Her delicate hands move to the tie on her robe and slowly undo the knot holding it closed. When she opens the robe and lets it fall off her shoulders I'm truly stunned. This woman is a goddess. Standing in front of me in black lace trimmed burgundy satin panties and a matching bra Lilly is truly one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Not the plastic, silicone enhanced Barbie dolls in Playboy, but a woman who looks like God's blueprint for femininity. Soft, but toned, with curves to die for, Lilly is my ultimate fantasy in every way. Her stomach has that slight feminine curve that gets lost on the hard body fanatics I see walking around the gym trying to impress the gym rats. I'm sorry but I really don't want to see a well defined six pack on a woman. As Lilly turns to show me her ass I nearly faint at its beauty. I'm a diehard ass man and Lilly's is a perfect apple shape which looks absolutely amazing filling out those taut, shiny red panties. Asian Massage Delight Ch. 01 Turning again Lilly reaches behind to unclasp her bra strap as she stares directly into my eyes enjoying my reaction. Her arms move up in a theatrical move to cover her breasts and then she slowly drops her arms and the bra to reveal two perfect globes capped by dark brown nipples which are sticking out half an inch from her body. She is easily a solid c-cup and there is no doubt by the way her breasts hang from her body in that perfect tear drop shape that they are all natural. I love large nipples and can't wait to get Lilly's into my mouth. Lilly starts to remove her panties but something in my expression causes her to change her mind and instead she walks back to the massage table. My cock sticks straight up and bounces up and down with the beat of my heart, a drop of fluid forming at the head. I can feel the flush of my skin and my body aches in anticipation. I expect Lilly to reach for my stiffness but instead she moves up by my head and leans over to kiss me. Her soft lips meet mine and again I can smell the light scent of her perfume, something expensive no doubt and very erotic. Lilly kisses my forehead and cheeks before moving to my ear. Her warm breath in my ear making me tremble, she whispers, "I don't normally tell my clients this but I want you." I don't know if she means it or if it is just a way to heighten the experience, but I really could have care less, I love the sound of it. Again she moves to my mouth and Lilly's lips part, her tongue gently pressing against my lips seeking entrance. I open my mouth and our tongues meet as I moan into her mouth. I wrap my arms around her and hold her close to me, feeling her soft breasts and stiff nipples pressing into my chest. I consider myself a pretty decent kisser but Lilly schools me with the way her tongue dances around mine. I can feel her hand glide down my body until her fingers grasp my steel hard shaft making me thrust my hips up off the table. Her hand finds the precum at the tip of my cock and smears it around the head making it shiny. Lilly breaks off our kiss so she can look down my torso and watch her palm gliding over the slick head of my cock. "Mmmm, that looks tasty. Would you mind if I had a taste?" Oh fuck me. Would I mind? "Please." "Please? Please what?" "Please suck my cock baby." "Mmmm, I like hearing you call me baby. Keep calling me that." Lilly smiles looking into my eyes as she kisses her way down my body until her lips are inches from my throbbing meat. With her eyes still locked on mine Lilly opens her mouth and licks the head of my cock, coating her tongue with precum. She draws her tongue back into her mouth and smiles. "Mmm, you taste, really, really good." With her hand at the base of my shaft Lilly opens her mouth and takes just the large mushroom head inside. The warm wetness of her mouth feels amazing. I've had many blowjobs over the years and even had one particular girlfriend who was extremely good at oral. But nobody I have ever been with was in Lilly's league. Her tongue dances around the glands as she gently sucks on the head. Saliva runs down my shaft and Lilly uses it as a lube to stroke me slowly with her other hand as her tongue swirls around my cockhead making me suck in a breath of air. Lilly looks up at me as she lowers her mouth further and further down my shaft until her lips meet the base and the head of my cock is buried deep in her throat. Slowly she pulls her mouth back up my rod to the sound of slurping and suction as she maintains eye contact the entire time. Looking into those gorgeous brown eyes as her mouth works its magic is almost too much to take. I can feel my balls pulling up towards my body and know if we don't slow down I'm going to lose it soon. Lilly senses this as well but seems to want to take me to the absolute brink as she slurps and sucks the length of my cock while stroking me with both hands. The pleasure is incredibly intense and I can feel the cum welling up as my engorged prick swells further. Lilly pushes me to the point of no return and just as I'm about to shoot she clamps down on the base of my cock bringing me back from the edge. "I was tempted to let you cum so I could taste your yummy load. But then the fun would be over and I'm not done with you yet." This woman was unbelievable. What would I not do to make her mine? But I realize this is in the heat of the moment so as long as this moment lasts I'm going to enjoy every second. "I saw you looking at my panties. Do you like them?" "Yeah that set is pretty hot, especially on you." "Why thank you. So how much do you like my panties? Do you want a nice....close....look?" Oh shit. I groan. "Oh yeah, let me have a really close look." "They're really, really wet. I hope you don't mind." "Oh my God." Lilly climbs up on the table and kisses me once again and then turns around so that her perfect panty covered ass is inches from my face. Lilly has me pegged. If I have a fetish it's for eating pussy and the scent of a woman's arousal. I could see a dark stain at the crotch of Lilly's panties where her juices have saturated them. And her musky scent is amazing. My mouth waters at the thought of tasting her. Lilly slowly backs up until her panty crotch is against my lips, the sticky wetness smearing on my face and her scent permeates my awareness. My cock pulses at the erotic perfect storm of this insanely beautiful woman and her obvious arousal as it brings me to the peak of my own. I rub my mouth up and down the damp gusset of her panties feeling the slick lips of her pussy inside. Lilly's sticky juices coat my mouth and nose and the musky aroma is unbelievably erotic. I move my head so that I can rub her swollen clit with my nose and Lilly's hips buck in response. "Oh fuck yes!" She cries out. I reach up and tweak her hard nipples at the same time moving my head from side to side teasing her. In response Lilly presses her panties harder into my face and I'm enveloped in her feminine center, her soft thighs against my cheeks, her delicious scent, her juices coating face. My hands move to her sides, then down her back until I reach the edges of her panties and start to pull them over the top of her ass to let her know it's time for them to come off. Lilly swings her leg over my head and hops off the table, quickly pulling her panties down, tosses them on the table by the wall. Her pussy is as beautiful as the rest of her with a small, well groomed patch of hair above her smoothly shaved lips. Making this vision even more erotic are the tan lines that form a perfect v leading down to her crotch. Lilly catches me staring and slowly turns around so I can see her stunning ass. Damn, she is unbelievably hot. She climbs back on the table and moves into a sixty-nine position once again with her now bare pussy right above my face. Her brown lips are very swollen and glistening with her sweet, sticky juices, her clit sticking out noticeably from its hood waiting to be gently assaulted. Lilly lowers her pussy onto my face and I drag my tongue slowly from the pucker of her ass to her clit causing her to lock her legs around my head. Moving my tongue around and gauging her reaction I'm able to target the places that generate the most response only to back off, teasing her just let the fire build. While enjoying the feast in front of me Lilly goes back to my aching cock and starts licking up and down the shaft. It feels amazing but it's almost a distraction from the task at hand which is to make Lilly cum all over my face. I lift my head slightly so that I can rim her ass which gets an immediate reaction from her as she lets go of my cock and tightly grips the sides of the table. Circling around and then penetrating her only to circle around again makes her bite my inner thigh as the pleasure courses through her body. "Oh, fuck! Don't tease me anymore. I can't take it. I need to cum. Baby make me cum, please!" Moving my mouth back down to her clit I gently suck the little nub into my mouth while flicking my tongue back and forth rapidly. "Shiiiiiit!!!!" Lilly arches her back as she pushes her pussy against my face. I grab her thighs with one hand to control her movement and slide one and then two fingers into her sopping hole while using my tongue to circle round and round her clit. Lilly immediate locks her thighs tightly around my head making it difficult, but not impossible to move my fingers inside her. I use the pads of my fingers to stroke the front wall of her vagina searching for the slightly rough patch of the elusive g-spot. When her legs shoot out straight behind my head I know I've found my mark. With my tongue still circling her clit and my fingers gently stroking her g-spot Lilly is going crazy, her hips pressing down and her legs rigid. Guttural noises coming deep from her throat as the animalistic feeling overtakes her. "Stop, oh God stop! It's too much, I can't take it! Too sensitive! Oh God!" And then it happens. Like a river cresting a damn, a torrent of juice explodes out of Lilly's pussy bathing me in her cum as she shrieks in sweet agony. Her orgasm consuming her, causing her body to thrash wildly, wave after wave hitting her until there was nothing more. Soon she collapses on top of me, thoroughly spent. I lay there beneath her drenched in her juices. Amazed at what had occurred. I gently kiss her thighs and stroke her back, allowing her time to recover. After what seems like an hour, but was likely ten or fifteen minutes, Lilly moves her legs over my head and turns to look at me. "What the hell was that? What did you do to me? That was.....that was....intense." She smiles at me as she reaches down to stroke my hair. We stay that way for a while, me on my back, Lilly curled on her side stroking my hair, just staring at me with a glazed but content look on her face. And then as if something suddenly occurred to her she sits up and looks around. "Oh shit! I forgot about the time. What time is it?" I looked over at the table where the clock had been and see her panties draped on top of the time piece. Lilly hops down and moves the panties, exposing the clock face which reads 11pm. We have been at this for two and a half hours. Man, "time flies when you're having fun" is an understatement. Lilly walks back to the table looking a bit worried. "What is it?" I ask her. "Well, Yong, the lady who runs the spa leaves at 10:30pm and if I'm not finished by then I have to stay here since don't own a car and the subway is a dangerous walk away." "Hey, I don't know if this is appropriate or not but I have to get a cab back to my hotel anyway so why don't I drop you off on my way. Or..." "Or what?" "Or...you could come stay with me at the hotel tonight....I mean if that wouldn't be a problem for you. It's a very nice hotel....." Lilly puts her hand over my mouth to cut me off. Smiling down at me she kisses my forehead. "It would not be a problem for me. And besides you haven't cum yet so I feel I owe you a 'happy ending'." She laughs. "Especially after what you just did for me. But we better get dressed and get going because this area doesn't get any safer the later we stay." So Lilly and I grab a cab and head back to my hotel where we spend the rest of the night getting to know each other........but that is for another story. (To be continued...)