First visit to Fuji. The first few times/days I called, the phone was 'temporarily disconnected' which was pretty discouraging. I finally got through (as I was preparing to dial AsianBarbieGirl) on the regular number. So at least this place is still on the map.
After being lead through the streets of midtown, went up to the right floor (using the stairs rather than the unresponsive elevator). The door was held open with a large bucket : really classy.
Paid the $80 house charge to the front desk, and was asked whether 'Maggie' was acceptable - as if that was really a question, since Maggie appeared to have a great body under her spa clothes, and a hopeful face. They also asked where I work, etc. It was charming.
Around the pool (roped off) to a series of small spa rooms. Each room seems to have a professional spa table (with a face-hole), and a shower room, as well as a solid sliding door behind the curtain door. Maggie went off to get a towel, while I had a quick shower.
For some reason, Maggie wanted to know what I did for a living again. And also to check whether 'being in finance' was the same thing as being 'a cop'.
Anyway, on to a face-down neck, shoulder and back massage - which was improved by the addition of oil, but was never hard/thorough enough to be considered a 'serious' massage. But a nice prelude for lighter, teasing touching below the base of the spine. Somehow the table was getting less comfortable, and I had to shift positions as her fingers carressed my cheeks and boys.
Is there anything you'd like? - seemed like a reasonable question for her to ask, as Maggie rolled me over. She was standing close, in a dainty nighty. Just close enough for me to know that her question as to whether we might need a condom 'later' made a whole lot of sense.
Now, normally, when a girl disappears saying 'back soon', I take it to mean that they're off to have a smoke until I'm almost ready to bail. But this time, I couldn't help but lay there in anticipation - something about her had held my interest. Something gave the vibe that she might also be anticipating getting a little frisky. She wasn't gone too long.
And as she started playing with the boys with a naughty smile, I started to carress her nighty - which she removed quite gently, to reveal ample breasts (not over-inflated, not rock-hard : just beautiful). And smooth, supple skin (not a manufactured look). This was quite a change from the standard Korean fare. And the situation had an improvised feel to it - like we were both in college again.
There seemed to be some question about whether a cover was required right then, but personally I don't mind taking care of those formalities early on - and besides, I didn't really feel like getting into a bargaining situation : much better to see how things played out without trying my luck too much (at least on the first visit).
Somehow, it seemed a little unfair for the oral action to be so one-sided. And her shapely thighs and ass seemed so tantilizingly close - what with her G-string having disappeared so quickly.
One thing about massage tables being set so high off the ground is that it makes it much easier to position oneself one foot on the floor, one foot on the bed : and Maggie demonstrated how this pose allowed her to continue sucking and rubbing while my face was buried between her legs - my tongue teasing her and getting some authentic moans in response.
It could have easily ended there - but changing positions allowed me to get some composure back, and Maggie to lie down across the table, head relaxing back, asking for "more". And there was more - more tongue, and my cock being eased in. Gingerly at first, and then with bolder strokes as we got into a rhythm.
Once again, I had to catch myself : no sense rushing things. After all, I had to experience this from a few angles. To see how her ass looked while being pumped from behind. And maybe we should change positions again... and maybe I could feel myself nearing the 'home straight'... Everything was becoming a blur of skin and breathing and clasping. And finally I could relax into the private bliss that we're all looking for. Intense release.
Both sweating, we headed off for a shower, smiling at how suddenly we'd got acquainted.
A few pleasentaries remained : Maggie is from Hong Kong. She didn't seem to check the tip I gave her ($80) (ok, plus an extra $20 just so that they know I'm not going to undervalue a great experience). And off into the rain I went. Hardly touching the ground.
Overall an 8+/10