FBSM worker and our professional relationship
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Maybe you weren't Chinese
I have had some experience along these lines. Maybe the object of your desire was wanting to play around and learn what she could from experiences with you. But in the back of her mind, if you weren't also Chinese, she might have figured that she had to be more traditional and honor her parents' wishes that she meet and marry a Chinese man.
I have run into that situation several times, and most times, tradition wins out over heart.
It's less romantic, but that's the way life is for many Asians, as well as others from strong ethnic, traditional families.
And the more she led you along, the more you wanted her, naturally.
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I have had some experience along these lines. Maybe the object of your desire was wanting to play around and learn what she could from experiences with you. But in the back of her mind, if you weren't also Chinese, she might have figured that she had to be more traditional and honor her parents' wishes that she meet and marry a Chinese man.
I have run into that situation several times, and most times, tradition wins out over heart.
It's less romantic, but that's the way life is for many Asians, as well as others from strong ethnic, traditional families.
And the more she led you along, the more you wanted her, naturally.
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I have to say, your comments seem right on point. Yes, there were things to learn from me that would help her. And her traditions were surely a factor in some of her behavior. And lastly, the old story "the more she led you along, the more you wanted her, naturally" - always so very true. When I get a chance, I have to post a story that highlights that point in a big way, and demonstrates embarassing behavior on my part with regard to this young lady. I don't mind laughing at myself, so I will get to it shortly. (Of course it wasn't very
funny at the time)
funny at the time)
Hey Ryan great story I think I know this girl, I lived and worked downtown at the time and also met a beautiful girl from Shanghai who was going to FIT She had a great pair of natural breasts for a slim girl and a great personality.She also worked at a place downtown and midtown I once visited her uptown and she said I should visit her downtown as it was cheaper (it was) Does White Orchid mean anything to you?
Well that certainly sounds a lot like her. She was certainly all natural with a very playful personality. She worked at a FBSM place for a gal named Nicki who had a couple of places. One (maybe a couple) in the thirties around Madison, and one in Chinatown on Baxter St, one block south of Canal. This was 1999/2000. She went under the name "July". (Her month of birth). She then worked briefly at a FBSM place on 57th St. in early 2002, though she never wanted me to know that. I don't know if she ever worked at White Orchid Spa, though I've been there - downtown on Chambers St.
If you saw her, you know she was one of a kind. I recall in a candid moment with her when we became friends, I was telling her how special and different she was from the other girls. She told me that as long as a guy was paying for her time, that she would give him the best experience possible - and boy, did she!! If you have any specific memories of her and want share (that is, if you think it is her), go right ahead!
If you saw her, you know she was one of a kind. I recall in a candid moment with her when we became friends, I was telling her how special and different she was from the other girls. She told me that as long as a guy was paying for her time, that she would give him the best experience possible - and boy, did she!! If you have any specific memories of her and want share (that is, if you think it is her), go right ahead!
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Wow ... i got schivers when the briefcase came out. its a shame you could not find a way to secret the photos away with some other papers. but alas..
i have worked professionally with three strippers. only i worked for them. it was odd going back and getting a dance with them after i had completed my work. the dances with all of them were never just dances there was always F/S in there. A bit of a sureal experience.
In my role though, i did not have to see them every day for a few years like you did. I would have been nervous about the bubble bursting and disaster to follow.
i have worked professionally with three strippers. only i worked for them. it was odd going back and getting a dance with them after i had completed my work. the dances with all of them were never just dances there was always F/S in there. A bit of a sureal experience.
In my role though, i did not have to see them every day for a few years like you did. I would have been nervous about the bubble bursting and disaster to follow.
My take on that old line is this - if I'm working somewhere, don't get involved with anyone. The reverse happened here - we were involved, and then we went to work together. There was never, ever any hint that this could turn out bad for me professionally - and it never did. I am savvy enough to know if this could have been dangerous for my career. Another person, maybe - but not her. She was originally hired as a 3 week summer temp for someone that was on vacation. The owner liked her so much, she fired the other girl when she returned, and hired my buddy. Once that happened, there was never any involvement between the two of us, outside of going out a few times as friends, which includes an episode I have yet to write about an outrageous attempt on my part to get her where I wanted her. In the end, it was pretty cool to have her as part of my real life, and to see her as a person outside of the FBSM scene.
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I finally found the guts to relate this story.
In my never ending scheming to find a way to get this girl back in a closed bedroom and naked, I came up with a slightly outrageous plan. Knowing that school was just ending for her, and she would have more time, I plotted and planned, trying to hook into her sense of playfulness. The plan was hatched thusly – we would meet one night at the end of a day where she had not been in the office – at a bar on the upper west side. The pretense was for us to meet as strangers, and assume a different identity – and that no
matter what happened that night, we would never fall out of the character each of us
created for the evening. Outside of that, I explained to her that I would bring my
portable backgammon set with me, and the only thing I would tell her about my character
was that I was an expert backgammon player. She agreed to do this, much to my surprise, and so there it was, a warm early summer evening in late June of 2001, just
a couple of months before all of our world’s became rearranged, that I strolled into this
bar buzzing with hopefulness, playfulness, and expectations. I mean, she had to know
this was yet another contrivance to get her into bed, but she up for the game.
I sat down at a stool and looked around – she wasn’t there, so I ordered up a drink.
Not 5 minutes later, she comes strolling in, dressed in a very sexy red dress, looking
as gorgeous and tempting as ever, my heart immediately racing. I had decided what
my name would be for this encounter, and I adopted a persona of someone visiting
from out of town. I say something to her, and she gives me the “I’m not interested
in talking to a stranger” kind of reply”. So we’re sipping drinks 3-4 stools apart,
and it’s early, so the bar is not crowded. Then she slithers over to me and strikes
up a conversation, being very flirtatious in the process. I wondered what name she
would use for herself. I kinda hoped she would use the name “July” – the name she
had used when she worked at the FBSM place, and one I had not called her by for
over a year. I figured by using that name, that would indicate she was up for a night
of fun. So, I ask her name, and the reply comes back with that sexy smile of hers –
“July”. We talked for a while, and I then invited her to the back of the bar to get
a table so I can teach her some backgammon. This went well, and was a ton of fun.
I was really getting into my character now, and she was into hers. (Time has taken
away that particular memory of what her character was)
In my never ending scheming to find a way to get this girl back in a closed bedroom and naked, I came up with a slightly outrageous plan. Knowing that school was just ending for her, and she would have more time, I plotted and planned, trying to hook into her sense of playfulness. The plan was hatched thusly – we would meet one night at the end of a day where she had not been in the office – at a bar on the upper west side. The pretense was for us to meet as strangers, and assume a different identity – and that no
matter what happened that night, we would never fall out of the character each of us
created for the evening. Outside of that, I explained to her that I would bring my
portable backgammon set with me, and the only thing I would tell her about my character
was that I was an expert backgammon player. She agreed to do this, much to my surprise, and so there it was, a warm early summer evening in late June of 2001, just
a couple of months before all of our world’s became rearranged, that I strolled into this
bar buzzing with hopefulness, playfulness, and expectations. I mean, she had to know
this was yet another contrivance to get her into bed, but she up for the game.
I sat down at a stool and looked around – she wasn’t there, so I ordered up a drink.
Not 5 minutes later, she comes strolling in, dressed in a very sexy red dress, looking
as gorgeous and tempting as ever, my heart immediately racing. I had decided what
my name would be for this encounter, and I adopted a persona of someone visiting
from out of town. I say something to her, and she gives me the “I’m not interested
in talking to a stranger” kind of reply”. So we’re sipping drinks 3-4 stools apart,
and it’s early, so the bar is not crowded. Then she slithers over to me and strikes
up a conversation, being very flirtatious in the process. I wondered what name she
would use for herself. I kinda hoped she would use the name “July” – the name she
had used when she worked at the FBSM place, and one I had not called her by for
over a year. I figured by using that name, that would indicate she was up for a night
of fun. So, I ask her name, and the reply comes back with that sexy smile of hers –
“July”. We talked for a while, and I then invited her to the back of the bar to get
a table so I can teach her some backgammon. This went well, and was a ton of fun.
I was really getting into my character now, and she was into hers. (Time has taken
away that particular memory of what her character was)
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We laughed, we had fun, we played backgammon, and all the while, there she is across
from me with that very sexy red dress of hers on, teasing me with a folded leg every
once in a while. I then asked her to step outside with me – I had a surprise for her –
a limousine parked outside, waiting to whisk us away. She entered it with me, her
dress now showing all of her leg, and away we went, my arm around her, both of
us laughing. I had the driver bring us all the way downtown to Battery Park, where we
got out and walked around, talked, getting deeper into our characters, and enjoying
the sun going down across the Hudson while we stood at the foot of the harbor. I
can’t remember much of our conversation, but the only thing on my mind was my
next move – a limo trip back to the hotel room I had reserved for the night. She
readily agreed to join me there, and I thought I was In Like Flint. We brought up a
bottle of wine to the room, a very nicely appointed room, and sat down on the floor,
opened up the backgammon set, and flicked on the TV. I had made a cassette (remember
those?) of sexy songs, and put the tape on the tape machine I had brought up to the room.
So the mood was set – and after I while I asked her to get up and dance. She did so,
and we began dancing, my body about on fire by now for this girl who I hadn’t tasted
in exactly one year. Yes, after all this time working together, I was hoping for a
night of unbridled passion. What happened next was simply stunning, as I had just
begun to kiss her neck. In the space of about 12 seconds she did the following – said
she didn’t really want to be doing this, walked over to the bed and picked up her
pocketbook, walked to the door, opened it, turned to me, said goodnight, and left!!!!
It was like someone had put a knife through my heart. Just like that, after this
great buildup all evening, she was gone like a puff of smoke. After drinking
a couple of glasses of wine, I then did the only sensible thing – I called up an
Asian outcall place and had them send someone over! She was there to get
things done quickly, and then leave – which she did, leaving me more upset than
I had been after my good buddy had left.
This all occurred on a Friday night, and when I saw her at work the following Monday,
nothing was ever said about this – never again was this night spoken about between us.
This remains to this day the most pathetic, failed attempt at seducing a woman I wanted.
I long ago got over this – it’s like it occurred another lifetime ago. I have only one
question – how could she do what she did – go that far – and then just run away??
She had to know this ending would crush me.
from me with that very sexy red dress of hers on, teasing me with a folded leg every
once in a while. I then asked her to step outside with me – I had a surprise for her –
a limousine parked outside, waiting to whisk us away. She entered it with me, her
dress now showing all of her leg, and away we went, my arm around her, both of
us laughing. I had the driver bring us all the way downtown to Battery Park, where we
got out and walked around, talked, getting deeper into our characters, and enjoying
the sun going down across the Hudson while we stood at the foot of the harbor. I
can’t remember much of our conversation, but the only thing on my mind was my
next move – a limo trip back to the hotel room I had reserved for the night. She
readily agreed to join me there, and I thought I was In Like Flint. We brought up a
bottle of wine to the room, a very nicely appointed room, and sat down on the floor,
opened up the backgammon set, and flicked on the TV. I had made a cassette (remember
those?) of sexy songs, and put the tape on the tape machine I had brought up to the room.
So the mood was set – and after I while I asked her to get up and dance. She did so,
and we began dancing, my body about on fire by now for this girl who I hadn’t tasted
in exactly one year. Yes, after all this time working together, I was hoping for a
night of unbridled passion. What happened next was simply stunning, as I had just
begun to kiss her neck. In the space of about 12 seconds she did the following – said
she didn’t really want to be doing this, walked over to the bed and picked up her
pocketbook, walked to the door, opened it, turned to me, said goodnight, and left!!!!
It was like someone had put a knife through my heart. Just like that, after this
great buildup all evening, she was gone like a puff of smoke. After drinking
a couple of glasses of wine, I then did the only sensible thing – I called up an
Asian outcall place and had them send someone over! She was there to get
things done quickly, and then leave – which she did, leaving me more upset than
I had been after my good buddy had left.
This all occurred on a Friday night, and when I saw her at work the following Monday,
nothing was ever said about this – never again was this night spoken about between us.
This remains to this day the most pathetic, failed attempt at seducing a woman I wanted.
I long ago got over this – it’s like it occurred another lifetime ago. I have only one
question – how could she do what she did – go that far – and then just run away??
She had to know this ending would crush me.
I'm sorry, but I've got to ask. How old were you? (I'm being serious.) You had (have?) a wife, two kids and a house, so I'm guessing you were probably in your late 30s at the time. She told you that you could be friends, or you could be a client. She told you that when a guy was paying her, she would do anything (almost) to make him happy. What makes you think that she was romantically interested in you, or ever would be? When you were paying her, she did everything up to her limit. She didn't want to be your girlfriend, for whatever reason.
While you were working together, you're lucky she didn't sue you for sexual harassment.
While you were working together, you're lucky she didn't sue you for sexual harassment.
How do I Avoid?
Well I find myself in the same situation. Met this girl month ago in a high end legit spa and now I think I'm falling for her. She's 23 & only been here for 3 months...needless to say super cute with a amazing body and there is not much of a age difference between us. I'm not a sucker fo asian chics but this girl really blew me away. Actually she asked me first if i like to go a movie and that's how it all started. So during last month we went out couple of times and soon all hell is going to break loose.
The problem is I'm in a great relationship which i don't want to fark up. I see a great future ahead but now I have a feeling that it's going to mess up soon. We both have very tight schedules and sometimes things get heated up when each other is not willing to give up. But we have a good understanding and so far it has worked out well.
So now this girl enters and I'm just caught up in web where my mind is always on this. Even at work I find it very hard to concentrate. Is there a pill or something that I can just take and forget all this? Wish it's that easy....
Well I find myself in the same situation. Met this girl month ago in a high end legit spa and now I think I'm falling for her. She's 23 & only been here for 3 months...needless to say super cute with a amazing body and there is not much of a age difference between us. I'm not a sucker fo asian chics but this girl really blew me away. Actually she asked me first if i like to go a movie and that's how it all started. So during last month we went out couple of times and soon all hell is going to break loose.
The problem is I'm in a great relationship which i don't want to fark up. I see a great future ahead but now I have a feeling that it's going to mess up soon. We both have very tight schedules and sometimes things get heated up when each other is not willing to give up. But we have a good understanding and so far it has worked out well.
So now this girl enters and I'm just caught up in web where my mind is always on this. Even at work I find it very hard to concentrate. Is there a pill or something that I can just take and forget all this? Wish it's that easy....
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Some of you already know me from our "Sister Site" so let me part with some wisdom.
-If you are married, try to have sex as soon as possible, if they see you are hooked, look out.
-If you are single, go ahead play their game but be leary
-Enjoy the game but remember, asians to this as a Means to an End. They sometimes might leech you dry. Don't believe me, ask around.
-If you are married, try to have sex as soon as possible, if they see you are hooked, look out.
-If you are single, go ahead play their game but be leary
-Enjoy the game but remember, asians to this as a Means to an End. They sometimes might leech you dry. Don't believe me, ask around.
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She probably thought it was too calculated. It's on the same level as having a condom when you go on a date: girls may think that you're being presumptuous. Or she might have changed her mind at the last second. Like she really, really wanted to do it but then realized that Monday was going to be even more awkward if she went through with it than if she didn't.
But don't put the pussy on the pedestal. Keep it moving!
But don't put the pussy on the pedestal. Keep it moving!
I was hoping to turn this into a similar situation I had several years back when I had a
"girlfriend" that I helped out with her bills. Never thought she would be truly romantically interested, but hey, we all do some odd things when the pussy strikes us as just exactly perfect. As for the sexual harrassment comment - that's silly. No green card, and she's gonna sue me? Besides, our relationship in the office was completely professional. She agreed to go out on a date with me outside of the office. Sexual harassment? By the way, I was 47 at the time. I have no regrets about anything. It's far in the past with absolutely zero damage.
"girlfriend" that I helped out with her bills. Never thought she would be truly romantically interested, but hey, we all do some odd things when the pussy strikes us as just exactly perfect. As for the sexual harrassment comment - that's silly. No green card, and she's gonna sue me? Besides, our relationship in the office was completely professional. She agreed to go out on a date with me outside of the office. Sexual harassment? By the way, I was 47 at the time. I have no regrets about anything. It's far in the past with absolutely zero damage.