£80 for 90 minutes with shower + £30 for topless HJ
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External Link/Members OnlyRolled the Gumtree dice and the "special shower" intrigued me. That and the fact that I had to come to Manchester for work on my day off deterred me from trying Queens Massage in Cheetham Hill, which had been my Plan A.
Comms were prompt and clear, mostly. Always prompt with good English and I was going to say that she does her own admin, except she didn't know or remember what I'd booked when I turned up.
First text told me she was in the Green Quarter near Shudehill. Second text confirmed availability at the time that worked for me so I confirmed. Next text put her address closer to The Marble Arch on Rochdale Road. Ok, I had time for the extra walk. Next text asked to push it back five minutes. Agreed but flipping cold to be aimlessly wandering the area. Exactly on the five minutes, a text with clear access instructions to the apartment. Sorted.
Through the door and the hallway lights are off and she's hiding. When she's talking softly, I assumed that we're not alone but I never saw or heard anyone else.
Into the bedroom, where the action will take place and it's a typical flat pack and soulless box with a double bed in the middle. It's warm, clean, not too brightly lit and smells neutral. You can hear movement in the surrounding flats but nothing from outside. The bed has a sheet, duvet and pillow on it, with a towel running lengthways down the middle and pretty low, coming up to my knee at best.
Yukari is from Yokohama in Japan. In the UK for a year, excellent English, and Manchester for a month. She admitted having been in London and internet searches show Birmingham and Cambridge in her travel history. She says that she operates from two locations, this one and one at the far end of Deansgate/City Road and aims to be around "for a while".
External Link/Members OnlyBy appearance, she's sub five foot, cute and petite. Not excessively bashful as some can be. Brunette hair tied back and running past her shoulders. I'm going to guess older than the 22 years that she advertised but this is based on conversation experiences, rather than appearance. She was dressed in a white, cotton rich, thinly strapped top that gapes pleasingly to reveal a 32/34 C/D bust when she stands close or bends over. The blue skirt that you can see above stops just below her backside, also cotton rich, and has a wrap over appearance but isn't. All in all, I was pleasantly surprised. There are no photos on her GT ad or previous VS ads but as well as the ones on UK Classifieds, I found one on the auto-censored where her hair looks longer and slightly darker than I remember from our meeting.
Unfortunately, I can't post a link as it gets censored.
Even though I was clear in my text booking, she asks what I want then tells me that the "special shower" is 15 minutes at the start or end of the session. I ask if she joins me to be told that she helps in the shower but doesn't get wet.
Money sorted, drink order taken and she disappears for five minutes. On her return, I tell her that I want the shower first. She gets a towel from a wardrobe, tells me to get undressed and follow her. Towel round my waist and it's into the bathroom, which is also warm.
Theres a bath with a shower and glass partition at one end. It's all clean and smart, with just a few items on the shelf, not the usual miscellany. Yukari runs the water hot and I step in, facing the jet. She steps into the other end of the bath and asks if I want my hair washed. I agree for what little there is and she lathers shampoo to massage my scalp. I'm only around 5'10" but she struggles to get to the top of my head, so I bend a little. Something I do a few times in various positions in the shower.
This is a good start, and then she swaps to shower gel to soap my back and shoulders. It's been a while since I received such a pampering and I tell her so. Down to the backside, thighs and calves and I'm really enjoying this. It doesn't feel like timewasting repetitions but doesn't feel rushed either. Not much in the way of CC swipes but she does reach through to soap up the twins, whilst she's knelt behind me.
Around five minutes for the turnaround and I'm treated to being able to look down into her cute face and into her cleavage as she soaps me up again. The gel is used sparingly and there's no sudsing up. Barely a couple of minutes of rubbing her hands over my chest, stomach and hips. Then she kneels again for legs and the twins. I don't recall any soaping up of Stephen so when she calls time, I rinse around front and back.
She hands me the towel again to start drying, then takes another to join in. We've been in the bathroom less than ten minutes and around fifteen minutes after walking in, we're back in the bedroom so as enjoyable as the shower was, it's not worth the extra when a regular 90 minutes massage can be found for £20-30 less.
She starts music on her phone and we're underway. She calls it jazz but it's more Ibiza chill so it fits the mood. I'm spreadeagled and she puts a fresh, warm towel on my back from shoulders to legs and starts the chit chat. There's a lot of giggling, which does it for me but might not be for everyone.
The chat confirms that she probably runs her own bookings and whilst she could take bookings every day, she's not sat waiting at either location for customers to turn up. Whilst there have only been a few customers so far that day, she has had to shuttle back and forth between each.
When we chat about Japan, it seems genuine that she's from there. She will be going back home later in the year to visit but doesn't say when. It seems that there's an ex waiting for her back there but she's not interested and thinks he should move on. I make reference to Japanese soapy massages but she only confirms that there are lots of places in Japan that do this. She doesn't offer to do it herself. Shame.
The massage starts through the towel to squeeze and manipulate the main muscle groups; calves, thighs, glutes, upper arm and shoulders. The glute touches alternate between medium and almost teasing.
More chit chat and then she uncovers my lower half and starts with oil from hips down. The touches around the buttocks and boy bits aren't shy but they're not bold either.
The oil feels strange and she calls it coconut oil but it's cool to the touch initially and either absorbs quickly or evaporates which makes me think that it's more lotion than oil and possibly alcohol based. In any event, it doesn't leave a strong odour and doesn't leave me greasy afterwards so the lack of post service shower isn't going to be a problem, even if there was an 'er indoors to go home to.
The massage continues and errs just the wrong side of a good therapeutic workout and a little more on the right side of sensual. I've had more full on raunch with Chinese and Thai girls, but I've also had less, just. That isn't to say that I'm hating the attention as the combination of touch, talk, personality and perky appearance hardly make this a Guantanamo experience.
Yukari continues for another 15, 20 minutes or so going head to toe but always moving the towel around. I tell her that it's a lot warmer now and that the towel makes it too hot but she only turns it sideways across my waist. Ho hum. Another ten minutes and I take matters into my own hands and tug the towel out of the way.
After almost an hour on my back, which as I say isn't a torturous experience, I figure it's time for the turnover ask how long is left. She tells me that we have time and giggles. Not long after she tells me to turnover and I haul myself onto my back, still undraped.
Then we start the negotiations, which are laboured, partly because little muffin wants his way, partly because of language, partly because there's only 15 minutes left and partly because of her start points. £30 for HE and £40 for topless. We do a deal for topless HJ with touching for £30 and then I thought she asked if I wanted water and decline but she actually asked if she could get my wallet. Cash paid and her top is removed.
The jumper bunnies are a good handful, which I prove, and long, dark nipples which jut out stiffly. Now my hands can roam as far as I can reach, with her knelt alongside and just below my hip as she makes little muffin happy.
She moves around a bit as she continues and I manage to feel her up from top to toe, but not straying under her underwear until she's straddling me and kissing my neck and ear. Nothing on the lips but I didn't try as my attentions were elsewhere.
Eventually, I ask her to sit the other way in mock RCG so that I can explore the rest of her body. I ask about reverse massage on her and there's nothing extra if I wanted that but I would have to pay if I wanted her topless and I think she said that she doesn't go further than topless, but I was getting distracted and focused more on her job in hand.
Afterwards, it feels like ten minutes into the fifteen that I thought were left when she calls time. I call her out on this and she says some customers like to stop straight after the HE and thinks I'm trying to haggle on the price. In truth, I'm not but say that I might have done things differently if I'd l known how little time there would be for the HJ Now it makes sense that she gets the cash upfront.
I talk about how I would want to structure the session next time and there's some relenting on her part so she agrees to a back and neck massage for five more minutes if I sit up.
All done and she grabs her top and disappears, leaving me to get up and get dressed alone. Once I'm ready, I track her down coming out of the bathroom in the darkened hallway and say farewells.
Would I go back? Not sure. A true Japanese masseuse is rare and she ticks every box looks wise. Added to that, the shower and service were decent enough. But I struggle on VFM compared to others. For the same price I could have had 60 minutes naked full service and massage up the road at Orange Spa or had 90 minutes (but no shared shower) topless HJ elsewhere for the same price or less than her basic before extras. What still leaves me confused is that if her massage rate is £50 for the hour, what is it that her fbsm page says will "put a big smile on you for you to bring home" worthy of the £100 rate she advertises there if the most that she will do is take her top off? EM
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