Not posted a review in a while, sorry for that – but unable to punt as much as I used to. Enough said.
External Link/Members OnlyRead a few reviews singing the praises of the newly managed Oriental Relax on George Street in Caversham. Decided to give it a try, not been there in a few years since a one time disappointing visit.
Sent them a text to see if the recently reviewed Jess was available. Simply got back a message saying 2 girls available, 24 and 26. Had to ask a couple more times if Jess was available, eventually got a ‘No’ reply but figured I’d try anyway.
Turned up unannounced thirty minutes later. Greeted by a receptionist, Michelle I believe, short and dumpy, mid to late thirties, long dark hair, with a nice cleavage on show, dressed in black top and leggings. Thought I’d ask to see the other girl – ‘busy’ I was told and she pointed upstairs.
Handed over £ 45 for an hour and followed her up the spiral stairs to one of the rooms. Into the room and as she brushed past me she reached for my crotch and gave me a squeeze. I figured it looked promising.
She stayed in the room as I undressed. Lay down and she comes to the head of the bed. Leggings have gone. ‘Getting better and better’, I thought. I immediately grabbed her legs and ran my hands up until I was holding her behind in my hands as she starts to massage.
Five minutes or so later she comes to the side of the bed and then climbs up on top and continues the massage. I’m enjoying the anticipation but there’s a sad lack of credit card sweeps or reach-unders. She does manage one or two but despite my all too audible sighs of appreciation she then stays away.
She clearly knows what I want, seems like she really doesn’t want the same. Eventually she does ask the question though, ‘Body to body?’ I reply in the affirmative and suggest she might like to give me a BJ as well. Initially she wants £ 60 but I talk her down to £ 50.
Off come the clothes, nice set of natural breasts along with a bulging tummy and largish rounded arse. Pretty much as expected. She bends over me and rubs her breasts on my chest and then my legs but stays well clear of the little man who really wants some attention. She climbs up on top, lies down on me, wriggles a little and then gets off and disappears for no apparent reason onto the floor by the bed. It was a little strange. This carries on for a couple of minutes until I have to ask her what she’s doing? No reply was the instant response and then I twigged, she was searching for a condom.
I let her know that I really wasn’t interested if she had to use a condom and that we could just revert to the rather below average B2B. She eventually relented when she realised I was serious and negotiation was futile. Well when she did take me in her mouth, it was very pleasant, but just for thirty seconds or so before out came the baby oil poured generously to avoid any further oral contact.
I got what I asked for I suppose, but a bit like a rail journey though I got to my destination, I hadn’t realised I would have to stand for the whole time.
Would I return? Possibly, but I would definitely avoid Michelle.
