Finally got to see her, though it was a little bit of a twilight zone experience. Called (and got through!) and made an appointment. I told her I hope she doesn't do to me what she did last time -call me when I'm halfway there to cancel so she can go shopping with her sister- and she assured me no problem, she's home and plans to stay there. I get to the intersection she told me and call again, I was maybe 20 minutes early. I call and no answer. Call again and no answer. I can't believe this is happening again! Call again and finally she answers and tells me that she has a customer and will be finished in about 40 minutes. I tell her I'm not happy that I made an appointment with her and she then took another customer before me so she apologizes and asks me to wait. Get this - at my originally scheduled time she calls and tells me to come over, that the customer has left. OK, I thought. Let's finally give this a shot.
I go up to her apartment and she greets me very nicely and I'm brought to a clean room with towels and sheets that smell like fabric softener. I'm hoping the sheets are clean and not just sprayed with Febreeze. Anyway, I undress and she is still sweeping the hallway after I walked in. She comes in, turns some classical music on, comments on how she likes that my chest is hairy, and starts the massage. She does look short and pudgy in a Fred Flintstone sort of way but seems to have nice boobs under a sundress. She doesn't shut up! She talks and talks and talks. Asks me a lot of personal questions (the type that providers hate to be asked - am I married, so I have a girlfriend, where do I live, what are my hobbies - more than the usual "Are you LE" type questions) and I tell her I would like to relax for my massage and just close me eyes but she still doesn't shut up! She starts telling me about all her problems. Am I Dr. Phil now??? Every now and then, during the massage, she'll play with me in the right spot and go back to her massage.
I have enough of her talking and tell her straight out let's do the deed. She climbs on the table and starts bbbj - I didn't even ask. A little while later she goes out to get a bottle of lube, comes back and takes off her dress. Wow did that dress cover her well. I was expecting Fred Flintstone, but I wasn't ready for the fat stomach that was lurking beneath the sundress. And how the heck did that sundress make her boobs look so big? Looks like they disappeared when she took off the dress. So, I'm sitting on the table and she gets on her knees and continues to bbbj, then covers me and hops on the table. Again she comments on how fat she is (lucky I was so horny, otherwise I think I would have lost wood with all her comments about her being fat). She guides me in and, let me tell you, she is tight. And I mean very tight. I was pleasantly surprised at this considering her size and age. And while I'm on the topic of age, she does look 48. In my experience with Asian women, they most often look a lot younger than they really are. So, if she looks 48 then she is probably 58. (BTW, did anyone else notice that she is losing her hair? ) We went at it for a while, she kept caressing my chest hair and saying that she liked it. She had no problem with me playing with her boobs. When I was done she didn't want to let me out from inside of her! Most providers want you out right away, I think especially because of the chance that the condom may come off but she kept me in there pulling my semi-wood into her. After a few minutes of that I had to get up. She cleaned me up with some wipes and continued with the massage.
In spite of all this, she ends up calling it quits at 40 minutes! She said "time for you to go home now". I'm thinking, WTF? Is this what happened with the previous customer too? He did leave early. Anyway, with this bit of craziness I don't really mind - I'm kind of glad to be getting out of there and I don't think I could take any more of her conversation/interrogation. I use her shower and she gives me a freaking hand towel to dry off with. After all this, she asks me if I'm hungry and when I say yes she asks me if I'd like to go out with her to eat some Korean noodles. WTF? Kicks me out early then asks me to lunch??? Is this the Twilight Zone or what? Told her I was meeting a friend and I had to leave. Gave her $80 and left. It was almost sad the way she said "I really hope you come back to see me" when I left.
I agree with brunswickce, I won't go out of my way to repeat but I might stop in if I need a quick fix.