I got through to her number on the first try and heard a rather deep feminine voice. My request for an early afternoon meeting received a positive response and we even agreed on the time and the length of the session. Erika confirmed the address.

If I write that the meeting took place in a house situated on a small side street close to Kolossy tér this venue will be familiar to a few members of this website? And getting to Kolossy tér is not really difficult. I did not have time to look around as to the conditions of parking a car.

It’s house with garage and garden. The procedure is as follows: you ring the bell at the appointed time and announce yourself and whom you are coming to visit and in reply you are invited in while the gate door opens. A few steps to the entrance of the house and as soon as you are in, there is the girl who expects your visit greeting you. Once you have taken off your shoes the girl leads the way up a spiral staircase. Follow the girl.

Erika came down the staircase 3 steps at a time and with a big smile on her face. She was wearing the red outfit but barefoot (understandable as it’s easier with the staircase) and with her fashionable short haircut that suits her so well. She led the way to a medium sized room that had all you need: a wide tatami a chaise longue a clothes butler, coffee table, music system etc

Back in the room from the shower Erika insisted on drying me off properly and to do this she took off her outfit as if it was the most normal thing in the world and embraced my body with hers. I did not offer any resistance. Then, having absorbed a little of her warmth I lay down on the tatami like a good boy and she proceeded with the massage. Her hands felt good on my body but I asked for a little more pressure. During the massage there was some music on and we alternated small talk and silence. When she had massaged all my back she returned to my bottom and gently to the crack between my cheeks. Since this felt very nice I raised my bottom and sure enough the pressure increased.

At that point I sat up and gently pushed Erika on her back; she did not resist and gently parted her long legs. I did what I could to pleasure her and eventually met with success. Erika’s turn: boy, can this girl blow and on top of that she can toss a mean salad too. And she doesn’t hurry. Fabulous. It took quite a bit of paper towels to clean up the mess that had somehow resulted. That too was done gently.

This time I had asked in advance and had prepared the prezzy in an envelope which she only accepted at the end of the meeting.

Very positively surprised because I do not often meet girls with whom we are on a wavelength right away all the way. Before the meeting was over I knew I would like to repeat this. Thank you kindly, Erika.