Well known walk down on the corner of Greek Street and Bateman Street. Shares an entrance with a newsagents.
A lovely sunny Sunday afternoon around 2pm last month.
Got masked up and speed marched up the road looking hard at the floor knowing anyone in that shop will see me and look. Pavement was clear outside so swerved right in and dived down.
Once you're down there it feels quite insulated but there's always something going on at the top of the stairs to make you think somebody is about to come down. There's always somebody in the room and always somebody waiting on the chair outside the door as well. Luckily as I came down there was a rotation and a pleasant black maid stuck her head out of her office told me to make myself comfortable. Tamara shouted through she was taking a shower and I sat down.
I spent the next 15 minutes or so sitting there listening to the maid softly sing along word for word some RnB album that she was carefully selecting from with such devotion that at one point she even started one all over again (complete with word for word singing) because she was rudely interrupted by the phone. It was very soothing sitting there listening to her lovely voice. Meanwhile the bed started to bang against the wall, then the click of the door and a shadow darted up the stairs.
Tamara's Indian about medium or small height with shortish black hair, nice skin, wrapped up in a silk dressing gown with nothing underneath. She wears contacts so has blue eyes which are pretty. To me she looks reasonably attractive but typically Indian. Somebody said she's mixed and gave her a kind of urban street vibe but she looks Indian to me like a student don't expect some rude girl. She's got a strange accent that isn't indian however. She said she is 23 and looks it. Ass didnt do anything for me but remarkable perky tits.
Paid £65 for 20 minutes (+£2 tip - well worth it for the singing). She asked me if I wanted anything specific when we did the paperwork but I said I like to see how it goes. She stashed the money and announced to everyone that she's taking a shower.
She came out drying herself off and joined me on the bed totally playing the slut and getting me hard through my boxers and put the condom on through the fly. I took them off when she started blowing me and she moved herself around gave me a very horny blow. She is well kinky for Soho in this day and age. The service reminded me of Crazy Anna to be honest. She's also got the firmest, bounciest small to medium size tits i've ever seen or touched. I couldnt keep my hands off. They were amazing and she told me to squeeze them as hard as I like. She gave me a filthy blow job until I almost came then I changed to missionary to finish. Quite an experience, much like an old fashioned Thai service.. I can see why she's busy.
Got dressed while she took shower. She made fun of me for asking the standard "what days do you work etc" small talk and she let me out.
There's someone on the chair as I darted back up the stairs back to reality and natural light. People in the shop again... back on the pavement outside and it's not fucking quiet anymore... the place had transformed... fucking chairs and tables everywhere... hipsters and trendies fucking lounging around totally clocking me as I speed march the fuck out of the area... masked up but if anyone who knows me saw me I would have been caught red handed.
