Date & Time of Session: Yesterday: noon
Location: Silk Thai Massage & Spa - Central
Name: Didn't get it, and she said she's going back to Thailand this week
Link:
https://www.silkthaimassage.com/
Nationality & Language: Thai; English
Age: mid-30s maybe
Face: 2/5
Body: 3/5
Skill: 5/5
Service: 5/5
GFE: 5/5
PSE: 3/5
Price & Session Length: $800 total ($400 + $400 tips); 60min
Repeat: Likely
So, a while back I had visited the sister establishment to Silk Thai in Wanchai called Home Thai Massage & Spa and gotten a really great veggie massage with an offer of HE or BJ, which I declined once I heard the price (a firm $500). I had a little time around lunch yesterday and wanted to get an actually good massage, and then see if I would get the up-sale again, leaving my decision to go through with it until the last minute. I called them up and made an appointment, which was very easy, since the MMS spoke great English, and headed up the escalator to see what would happen.
The facilities are really very nice at this location, with clean, large massage tables, bathrobes, slippers, and thick plush towels that you won't find at your average Rub&Tug joint.
I was greeted at the door by the MMS and a diminutive and clearly "experienced," yet cute, woman. After settling on an hour oil massage and being led into the large massage room, I disrobed and assumed the position. The massage, which started off with a relaxing hot-towel rub-down of my feet and calves, followed by an over-the-towel press-fest was quite good, with adequate pressure to loosen up some entrenched knots on my back and legs. After about thirty minutes or so, out came the oil and thus began the long strokes to the back, legs, and buttocks, respectively. When it was time to work on each leg individually, she caught the signal I was trying to send by parting my legs juuust a bit more than necessary, and brushed my crack and LB with sufficient frequency for him to start to look forward to the flip.
After the flip, the masseuse began to work on my legs with long, firm strokes that always ended with a brush to LB, who was at this point paying even firmer attention. All the while she kept the towel covering the off leg and LB, which I actually found more exciting, since it had become clear where this was going, but both of us seemed to prefer the illusion of propriety. The real value-added service started when she flipped the towel up and over my now erect member and positioned herself at my feet and began to stroke up from the ankles to my perineum, ending the stroke with a firm push to that area that felt wonderful. At this point, mind you, we hadn't spoken more than two words, but it was clear what both of us wanted. As she moved to stand beside me, I asked if I could touch her and after her assent, my hands roamed across her body, which was still, unfortunately, clad in black lycra. She massaged my balls and ran her hand down to press on my asshole, which was a nice touch, as she leaned close to my face and began to kiss and lick my ears, followed by a nice kiss to my mouth while she played with my nipples. Finally, she asked me in a whisper if I wanted a HE or a BBBJ, to which I somehow had the wherewithal to respond and ask the price. As expected, she quoted me $500 for HJ and $1000 for BBBJ, but my playful frown had her revising that down to $400 immediately. Always the businessman, I suppose, I shook my head even at that and asked for $300. It was her turn to playfully scoff and we engaged in a few minutes of negotiation while she continued her slow massage of LB, before we settled on $400. Then, to my surprise she took a firm grip of LB and slid him into her mouth! It felt good, but I like to keep things hands only with WGs, so I gently pulled her face away and gave the international signal for HJ. "You don't like?" she asked. "Oh, I like. Just not today," I replied. She said, "It's okay, same price." Which I thought was very sweet, but still insisted she finish me off with her hand. She looked a little disappointed, but went to work on her new task with resolve and in a few minutes milked every ounce of cum I had out of me while I played with her b-cups through her shirt.
After I shot, she used the remaining 2 minutes or so to clean me off with hot wet towels, followed by a rub down with a large plush dry towel to finish the session. She reminded me that the MMS would "kill her" if she knew what she did (yeah, right), and asked me not to mention anything to her on my way out. I fished $400 out of my wallet, keeping aside part of it to give as a tip to the girl on the way out to keep up the veggie charade, and gave her $300 right there before putting my clothes back on. I paid up after drinking a nice cup of hot tea while putting on my shoes in the waiting room, and said I'd certainly be back!
This place's sister shop in Wanchai has 4.5 star review on TripAdvisor and Silk Thai has a 5 star review. I'd say they both earned it from the veggie massage service alone, and now I think it's certainly worth a 4/5 by our "meat and potatoes-based" scale here, subtracting one star for the high cost. Will I do it again? I just might, now that many places seem to have increased their rate to $600 just for a jackhammer R&T in a filthy and uncomfortable massage room.
