MACPEEL

Dec 1, 2011

Review by MACPEEL, December, 2011

Christmas “comes” but once a year. I wanted to treat myself to an especially good time this holiday season, so when a buddy told me about Erika and suggested that she could give me just what I wanted, and provide a truly friendly attitude, a pert-natural body, and slinky-somewhat kinky hands-on manipulation, without quibbling, upselling and all that other nonsense... I decided to make an appointment and see what developed. I called the number in the ad and made my appointment with a girl named Connie. Erika plies her trade at a place downtown, near CSU, in a very discreet, comfortable office location just 'round the corner from the main streets. It was the usual two-phone call arrangement. So with an hour's advance notice, I found myself being let in by a smiling, sparkling-eyed young lady with a healthy sort of Italian and light African American mixed look. She had very sexy, but sane-sounding voice, too. Always a plus! It's supposed to be a “nude massage,” but I'd asked the phone girl if Erika could wear something low-cut, short, and slinky and that's exactly what she had on, only instead of the dark color I'd been imagining, this outfit looked to be more at home on a beach in Rio. No problem, though. She looked Great and I was grinning from ear to ear as Erika led me to our warm private room, which contained a very large and substantial-looking massage table and an oriental carpet. Following behind her, I noticed the curvy swell of what promised to be a really fabulous bottom under the short fall of her skirted outfit. Erika took my “free will offering” and asked me to get ready for her, while she stepped out of the room for a couple minutes. I lost no time in stripping naked and hanging my clothes on the rack. Then I hopped onto this really sturdy massage table, laying on my back on the towels provided. I stretched out and as I took stock of the various knots and sore areas in my back and hoped against hope that Erika would actually know how to give a real massage, I noticed to my Christmas mirth than “Mr. Happy” was already rising to the occasion, getting into the swing of things! The room was so nice and toasty warm that I soon forgot all about the nasty wintery cold outside! When Erica returned to our room, she dimmed the already low lights, turned on some intimate music, and walked over to the table where I lay. She asked if I wanted her to start on my front or my back. This is a pleasant surprise from some of the bossy massage girls who insist that you lay on your tummy from the very start. But I told her I wanted a real good twenty-minute back massage, followed by a full forty minutes of erotic hand-play, slowly and tantalizingly leading up to the final event. I also asked if she was ok with me telling her what turned me on along those lines as the session progressed. She laughed and responded that she had no problem with this at all. As I turned over, I watched her reaching for a bottle of warm oil that rested upon a ceramic tile atop one of those upright space heaters that look like an old time radiator. I just love warm oil, don't you :-) As Erika began working the stiffness out of my back, I just smiled and relaxed, not yet ready to get grabby with the fine, feminine goods that were displayed in that low-cut, short skirted colorful outfit so near at hand. I remember really hoping that this hot little Erika would do a good job at catering to my whims with her fingers, which were already proving themselves to be very nimble and talented indeed. I hoped that she'd leave me wanting to see her again, because it would be more than wonderful to find a skilled erotic provider who would do things my way and leave my dreaming of more. For you non-VIP's I must tell you that yes, Erika was everything I desired and I'll be seeing her again. Soon!