I know there's a whole other site for this subject but I get a kick out of the feedback I get from here.
I must be naive because until a few years ago, I thought the whole happy ending thing was an urban legend. I just couldn't believe that what happens in AMP was really going on. I travel a lot and often see these places. On a trip a few months ago I struck out at the strip club so I was back at the hotel with free time. I started researching rubmaps. There are plenty of AMP in the town I was in and I had nothing going on so it was the perfect time.
I didn't go to one that trip but I learned a lot online. Apparently because the masseuses are not employed by the business, what happens in the private room is between them and the customer. This takes responsibility away from the businesses in most cases. So I researched the AMP in that area (I knew I would be back in a few weeks) and had a plan for my next trip.
It was time. I chose the AMP that had the best reviews and those the were the most current too. The place I chose had a kind of line up where you enter and then choose your masseuse. Prices were quoted at $30 for half hour and then the extras were negotiable. Everything including FS was mentioned in reviews. I'm very picky and cautious so all I was after was a HJ for my first visit.
I got there and I immediately felt like a dirt bag. The location was not bad at all, a small strip mall with good lighting and several other "normal" businesses. But being there at around 11pm when everything else was closed was definitely sleezy. The fact that I had to push a buzzer to get in didn't help. I press the buzzer and wait, an older lady (late 40s) peeks through the blinds and lets me in. She welcomes me and ask if it's my first time. I answer and she tells me the prices. I tell her I want a half hour to start. Her English was not great but we could understand each other. The front room had cliche cheap Asian decor, a couch and music that you would hear at a Chinese buffet. I waited for about 5 minutes and then she took me back to a room. I'm a little worried now because there has been no line up. But I can hear other people so I know I'm not getting this lady, right?
She comes in and tells me to get completely undressed and to put the towel she gives me on. I ask who is working that night before she leaves. I'm not sure she understands but she tells me "I bring". Okay, now I know this isn't going to be good. I think about bailing but even if this old lady massages me, at least I get a massage right? I get undressed and get on the table. She comes back and you guessed correctly, she's my masseuse. Like I said, she's in her late 40s and there is nothing attractive about her black Hawaiian inspired 1 piece bathing suit. She was large chested but that does nothing for me at this point.
She puts oil on her hands and goes to work. There was nothing relaxing about the massage. She is rough and clearly not a masseuse, shocker, I know. This goes on for about 15 minutes and now I'm wondering how the process works. I'm definitely not buying any extras from her but I can learn from this visit for the future. I turn over and she works on my legs and feet. She does make contact with my balls to try to tease me. Not happening, I have zero attraction to her even if she's just there to jerk me off. She then works on my hands. As she's working my hands she points to my cock which is covered by the towel, and asks. "Does he need massage"? So I guess it's that simple and it is not an urban legend. I didn't have to use a code word or anything. My mind would have been more blown if she wasn't so unnatractive.
I tell her, no thank you. She stops, looks me in the eye and says "happy ending"? Once again I say no thank you. She seems very surprised and puts her hand on my cock. "You sure baby"? My response is YES I'M SURE. She leaves and says she'll get me a warm towel. She comes back and I get dressed. She's at the front desk as I'm leaving. I had already paid for 30min and now she asks for a tip. I gave her a small tip and walked out.
It was quite the visit and I know now that AMP just aren't for me. Even if it's just for a HJ I've got to be attracted to the girl. The massage itself was horrible too so I don't think I would want to try again unless I knew who was working. I also felt pretty scummy the whole time. I've done OTC before but with that I'm with a stripper who is already selling sexuality so in my mind it makes more sense. At an AMP it feels more questionable especially with these places located out in the open. A lesson learned for me.


;) Thanks for the initial experience review. I've always wanted to try and now I know.... Buyer beware.
Seawa, for now, I'll stick to the clubs....