Massage Parlours Babraham CB22

Taming Evan: Arriving at the Massage Parlour

Evan locked the car door behind him and walked towards the massage parlour. He could feel the thrill of what was about to come, and a little bit of nervousness. He had read about the parlour online, heard some good recommendations, and felt that it was time to take the plunge and visit it in person.

It had been a few months since the end of his last relationship, and Evan had begun to realize that he needed something to fill the void. An escape from his loneliness, something to let go of the pain and replace it with intense pleasure. The massage parlour seemed to be just the perfect solution.

He pushed open the door to the massage parlour and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit and very seductive. Soft music was playing and it had a very calming effect on him. He saw a few other people wandering around the room, and a few ladies of the night talking to each other in whispers.

Evan walked up to the reception desk, and a woman smiled warmly at him.

“Welcome sir,” she said. “How can I help you today?”

“I’m here for a massage,” he said.

“Of course,” she said, and handed him a menu.

Evan took the menu and started to look it over. He had read about different massages online and knew which types he wanted to try. He decided on the classic Swedish massage and the deep tissue massage. The deep tissue massage was particularly intriguing to him, as he had heard great things about it.

The woman at the reception desk smiled again when he told her his choices.

“We have a room ready for you,” she said. “If you follow me I will take you there.”

She led Evan down a corridor and opened a door, gesturing for him to enter. Inside, the room was large and inviting. It was sparsely decorated in nice warm colors, and there were candles burning in the corners. There was a massage table positioned in the middle of the room, and some nice smelling massage oils were laid out on a table.

Evan undressed, laying his clothes on the chair next to the massage table. He lay down on his stomach, and awaited the start of his massage. When the masseuse entered, he knew immediately that she was experienced. She had an air of confidence and intelligence about her, and was wearing a revealing outfit that made her curves even more enticing. Her hands were firm and smooth as she started massaging his back.

She worked her way down his body, and before long, Evan was feeling all the tension and stress rolling off of him. The massage parlour had delivered exactly what he had wanted and more. His whole body was now relaxed and refreshed, and he knew that he wanted to come back for more.

For the next week, Evan visited the massage parlour in Babraham CB22 every day, enjoying a different massage each time. Each massage was better than the last, and the masseuses seemed to really know the art of massage. They used the perfect amount of pressure, each massage was tailored to his needs, and the care and attention they were giving him was outstanding.

The week was over too quickly, and Evan knew that he wanted to come back again. This time, he would have to ask his next visit to be a bit more special. He was feeling adventurous and ready to explore the world of massage parlours, and if all went well, take it even further.

On his next visit to the parlour, Evan was feeling confident and ready to try something different. He requested a tantric massage, a massage style he had been reading about online and was curious to try. When the masseuse came in, she was wearing nothing but a tiny bikini, her skin lightly glistening with oil.

Evan lay down on the massage table and let himself relax into the experience. The masseuse started off slow and gentle, using her hands and body to massage his back and arms. As she moved down his body, she used more pressure and started exploring his body with her lips and tongue. She took her time, teasing and pleasing him in ways he had never experienced.

Evan felt himself growing more and more excited as the massage carried on. His breathing became rapid and shallow, and before he knew it he was lost in the pleasure. When it was over, he felt more relaxed than ever before.

The massage parlour had been a perfect escape for him, and a great introduction to the world of massage. He knew he was going to go back, maybe even make it a regular thing. He just had to decide what massage he wanted next. Whatever it was, he knew it would be amazing.