It's a beautiful night in the neighborhood

I know a lot of people in the neighborhood so I pass by the spa all the time. It has a huge sign displayed on a busy street and I always wondered if it were legitimate or not. The internet postings about the place were not very illuminating until one day I rode by and saw the police swarming in and out and the discussion livened up. Apparently, they found only a masseuse working without a license and the spa was not shut down for sex. Which seemed ironic since some said they used this place as their benchmark on good massages.

So after a quiet couple of months with things apparently back to normal I figured I would find out for myself what kind of services I could find there. I had some time to myself one Saturday evening and since I was in the neighborhood, I figured I would stop by. I knew that people who expected me home were distracted by other events and I was hoping my friends in the area were too. I drove by at dusk on pretty deserted streets. Even the main street had light traffic. I parked around the corner and hugged the shadows as I made it to the front entrance.

There was a small foyer right inside and I said hello to a face in a sliding wooden window. The mamasan welcomed me into the spa and led me to a room at the end of a dark corridor. She collected my fee and left me to undress. The lighting was low in the room already but I was able to read a hand-written sign that said, "Tips appreciated, but do not ask for sex." Must be a concession (or a notice) to the police department.

N came in to lead me to the shower room - she's short, late 30s probably, wearing black pants and a low-cut white blouse with bulging tits, maybe from a push-up bra. Have I been here before? Well, no But I have been to others like this. Maybe she'll buy it. I don't look at all like I could be a cop.

We went back through the corridors and through what looked like a kitchen area complete with under-cabinet lighting and into the shower room. I knew the routine from other AMPs so I waited for her to wet down the table and then lay down on my stomach, there's nothing like being soaped up and scrubbed down by a lovely woman. After I flipped over she made sure she cleaned off my half-hard cock by jerking it off a few times, giggling as she did so. We didn't say much to each other - her English was not so good - but somehow I knew I would have a happy ending.

A few minutes in the sauna and back to the massage room. I lay down as N turned down the lights and adjusted the mood music and draped me with a towel. Good, no oil. I asked for medium and she did a good job over the towel, even doing handstands on my back. There was no opportunity for accidental touch for me to send a certain signal. When she was done with my back but before he flip, she asked if I were OK while caressing my ass. I grunted agreement and she left for a minute or two leaving me wondering.

I didn't have to wonder much longer. N came back and began a light touch tease all over my back paying special attention to my ass. She eventually concentrated all her teasing on my balls, inner thigh and ass with the occasional brush against the tip of my cock which was making its presence known as I adjusted myself to give it some room. She reached under the table and came up with a small bottle and dribbled oil on my balls and cock and with very gentle hands, caressed everything down there until my throat was closing up and my breathing became heavier in anticipation of a great release.

I had to flip over and offer the next muscle that needed massaging which was making no bones about it (so to speak). Oiling her hands and my cock, N began a slow stroking that made the world stop then and there. I watched her and took a mental picture of the scene of this Asian woman seemingly enjoying herself as she pleasures me. She was close enough now for me to politely run my hands over her ass and down her blouse and she offered no objection.

She built up her intensity and I had to let out some very appreciative moans as I climaxed. She had just the right touch after I came, leaving my very sensitive head to itself as she stroked my shaft to drain me completely. I would have followed her anywhere except I'm not sure I could have stood up at the moment.

N had a wet hot towel to clean me up and to my surprise, she lay down next to me and nuzzled up to me. We cuddled for a few minutes while I regained my wits. It was a nice finish to the nice finish.

The streets were dark and still pretty deserted as I left. No one at hope noticed the extra hour I was gone. I'll have to wait to see if any of my neighborhood friends will say they saw me.