I do give tips, but it's normally more in the form of "keep the change" rather than outright tipping, and so far all the tips given to her is less than $10 per time. Anyway just another update, was planning to go tmr, but tmr is packed with meetings so decided to sneak out today instead. Called and made an appointment for 90 mins with her. As I arrived, she's already waiting at the entrance for me with the same expressionless face. Made some quick greetings and I went in and laid down. We had some small chats as she started working on my back again and this time she initiated "the topic".
ML: So still want to reserve time to flip over?
Me: Yes, stomach very bloated.
ML: Ok, let me work on your back first, do you want to massage your legs too?
Me (thinking how nice if she meant the 3rd leg): Nope, leave more time for the stomach
ML: Ok
Then we continued to make small talk and she still seemed to be very careful to stay out of reach of my hands while rubbing my back. I decided that we are "familiar" enough, so my hand started searching for her legs instead and grabbed onto her calf. Not sure if I'm imagining things, but I head a soft "tsk", guessed she must be thinking this idiot is starting again
After a while, she shifted position to rub my lower back, then surprisingly she shifted position again so that this time, her thighs are touching my elbow. I wasted no time to start grabbing her calf again, making sure to put enough pressure so that she can feel it. She didn't shift position and this went on for a while, while we still continued our chat. After a while more, she asked me to flip over. I looked at the clock and there's 45 mins left.
ML: Stomach again?
Me: Yes
ML: Rub so much, wouldn't it hurt?
Me: Nope, stomach is very bloated so rubbing more may help instead.
She started rubbing on my stomach while staying out of reach again. I made sure to adjust my lil bro under the tower and shorts again. She then looked at me and whispered:
ML: Did you get some "comfort" these past few days?
Me: No, I'm waiting for you
She stayed silent, but obliged when I signalled her to move closer. I was soon roaming her butt and after a while, tried to go under her shirt from the back
ML (whispering): No, I'm sweaty
Me: I don't mind
I started to roam up and she twisted her body a while before giving up as I caress her sweaty back (she's not lying about this). She seemed to visibly froze as my hand is on her bra hook, probably scared I will unhook it. But I didn't and moved away from there, trying to slowly inch towards the front. As I was near the area below her armpit, she pulled back her hands so that her arm is blocking me from making any more progress forward. With my right hand still lingering near there, I turned slightly to face her and my left hand moved towards her breasts. She allowed my left hand to linger on her breasts outside her shirt, but the moment I tried to approach inside her shirt from the neck, she will shift and give me the death stare. We started whispering again
ML: Don't come so often
Me: Why?
ML: The front counter is taking notice. She was asking why you come so often and only request for me
Me: Isn't it normal to have a regular masseuse?
ML: Yes, but you come too often
Me: Is this your way of chasing me away?
ML: You can try other masseuse here, they are all more skilful than me and your lower back really needs a lot of treatment.
Me: No, I'm in no rush to completely solve it, you can help me treat it slowly
Then I tried to push the topic a bit more
Me: Unless you want me to solve it quickly so that we can use it together
ML gave me an empty look until she realises what I'm hinting at, which is that I will need my lower back muscles to thrust into her.
Here comes the death stare again
ML: It's not possible, we don't do that here
Me: Can I ask you out on your off day?
ML: No
Me: Can you give me your contact?
ML: No, boss does not allow
Me: It's a weak excuse
ML: No, I will not give you
I continued to caress her sweaty back with my left hand still lingering on her breasts outside her shirt. I gave it some soft squeezes and she "tsk" at me again, but didn't comment. After a while, she pulled my left hand away and signalled for me to lie down properly. I did, but without removing my right hand. As my lil bro is visibly awake now, she looked at it a while and looked at me, and suddenly start to keep stroking my stomach from the chest area down towards the groin. After about 2 or 3 long strokes, I realised she is slowly adjusting her hand position and then, her forearm started to be rubbing against my awaken lil bro gently. It felt really good (maybe because of all the excitement and buildup, and I gave her the look that I am enjoying it (at least I hope that's how I look). She looked at me and continued this way of stroking for a while.
ML: Do you want to rub other places?
Me (pointing to my lil bro): Here
ML: Ok, did you injure your shoulder too?
Me (speechless):....
She proceeded to move away and massage my shoulders. The she bent down to whisper to me
ML: Don't say "here" like that, other pple will hear and imagine things.
Me: Ok, I'm sorry
ML: When we talk, just say where you will like to be treated. My colleagues may tell stories to my boss
Me: Ok will remember that
She continued to massage my shoulders for the last 10 mins while I obediently just laid there without trying to touch her. As time is nearly up, she bent down and whispered again
ML: So obedient, you should always be like this.
Me: Any rewards?
ML smiled and shook her head. Then she asked me to sit up and we did the routine again where she pressed the back of my head on her breasts. After that's done, I turned around to her and tried to hold her head to kiss her. She resisted fiercely and I don't dare to force it. So I let go of her head. She looked at me again with the death glare and I thought this time I may have gone too far. After a few secs, just when I thought things are really bad, she surprised me by taking my right hand and putting it over her breasts (outside the shirt).
ML whispered: This is your reward
I was shocked and before I can recover to squeeze it, she pulled the hand away, smiled naughtily at me and left the room. As I dressed up and walked to the counter to make payment, there's no one else there. She sent me out of the door and we spoke along the corridor outside her shop.
ML: Don't come back so often, once a week is enough.
Me: Ok, I will make an appointment next week then. But can I have your contact?
ML: No
Me: Why not?
ML: I will consider again next time
She gave me a really sweet smile, waved and say see you next week and entered the shop. I'm thinking of pushing the boundary more next week and see if I can get beneath her bra or at least her shirt and move to the front next week
