Oh la la, let me whisk you away to one wondrous and tantalizing Friday massage I savored at Infinity! The adventure began with a lovely operator helping me book my session. I was cheekily eyeing a 90-minute escapade, but alas, an hour was on offer. I hesitated briefly, yet swiftly decided to embrace the hour and a half instead. This enchanting lady was already on my wishlist, and I wanted to keep my energy aflame for the upcoming weekend festivities.
Before embarking on this indulgent journey, I tidied up, groomed a bit, and set off. The destination was Koubkova, which has recently become a favorite haunt of mine. Though Halkova holds a special place in my heart, Koubkova has its own charms, being conveniently close to IP. Pavlova.
Upon my arrival, I was greeted by a delicate sprite of a woman. For a fleeting moment, I almost didn’t recognize Rebeka. I had imagined her taller, which threw me for a bit of a loop, but as soon as we entered the room, a serene calm washed over me. Perhaps it’s my frequent visits to Infinity that make it feel like a second home—a little heartwarming affair, if you will. Rebeka inquired about my desired duration and type of massage. I told her, like a seasoned pro, the “Infinity mix” for 3200,- to which she chuckled.
Then it was time to peel away the layers and head to the shower for a cleansing prelude. A bit of chit-chat later, we ventured into the cozy confines of the room. I casually mentioned my penchant for giving massages, leading to a playful moment of indecision about who would begin. Ultimately, Rebeka took the lead.
She started with gentle caresses on my legs, then seamlessly transitioned to a position where her delightful petite frame was tantalizingly close. She inquired if I wanted to swap roles and if I’d like to massage her. But first, she asked how long she should focus on my back. With her sitting opposite me, legs apart, I found myself utterly captivated and soon requested a pause. Rebeka was amused as I had only just enjoyed a neck and back rub. Oops! Nonetheless, I got my turn to play masseur for a couple of minutes before we switched again.
Rebeka’s expertise was evident. She enveloped me with her charm, and I sweetly complimented her on the closeness she exuded, with our faces and necks just a whisper apart. We basked in this intimate little escapade until she asked if she could explore a more adventurous touch—literally walking on me! I obliged, my curiosity piqued, and Rebeka gingerly balanced atop me, reminding me to voice any discomfort. To her surprise, I remained silent and unfazed.
Our personalities clicked, and the conversations flowed effortlessly. Rebeka’s originality and experience were palpable, as was her genuine effort to cater to my preferences. After a delightful back-and-forth of tender touches and playful banter, she allowed me to guide her, making the connection feel personalized and sincere.
As the end approached, she coyly asked how I’d prefer the finale: firm and quick or soft and slow. I opted for firm and slow, and through a little impromptu dance of positions—cuddled close, then a playful 69, followed by her seated before me with my hands exploring her enchanting curves—it all culminated beautifully. Her hand grew weary, so I assisted in the final flourish.
A heartfelt thank you to the operator who pointed me in Rebeka’s direction, ensuring I couldn’t go wrong. Her understanding and delightful attempt to connect made it feel like we’d been friends for ages. I am already eagerly anticipating more passionate encounters and shared massage adventures at Infinity Spa.
