She rubbed oil onto her hands and began her skilled work as an outcall massage therapist, hands kneading to work the muscles in my back, her skin softer than silk felt like heaven on my aching muscles. I felt the physical knots of stress unwinding into relaxation underneath her expert touch. We started talking as she worked her way down my back, I told her about how I was new to Hong Kong, and about my new teaching position. In turn she told me a few stories from her childhood, and what made her want to work in the outcall massage business in Hong Kong. “I want to help people feel better,” she said modestly. “I think that I can make the most difference through relaxing massage, physical massage, tantric massage. I like to feel close to my patients.” she said the last sentence quietly through her pouting, pink painted lips.
She was so gorgeous and engaging that I couldn’t help but ask her if she’d show me around Hong Kong. To my pleasure she agreed to meet me in the hotel the next morning.
This morning she was wearing tight yoga massage pants and a tube top, waiting in the lobby with a smile on her gorgeous lips. She took me to her favorite places in the city of Hong Kong, we ate breakfast lunch and dinner together and talked and talked until the sun started to set on he coastline of Hong Kong harbour.
I reached out and grasped her delicate hand gently. She moved like a tigress, a beautiful predator who knows what she wants, and leaned in close. Our lips met like fire and gasoline, igniting the passion that had been smoldering under the surface waiting for the right spark to turn it into a raging fire. From then on Mei Woo and I became completely enthralled with one another. Her eyes sparkled and her soft skin glowed in the warm sun.
Mei continued to massage me every day in the hotel, only now she was coming directly up to my room. Each morning she gave me another of her fantastic tantric massages and then we would leave the hotel and go and have lunch at one of her favorite restaurants in Hong Kong…(to be con’t)
