Day two of Dubai Trip - Wednesday
continued from my last report:
well after a vigorous st session last night, woke up late (once you miss the last breakfast call. it is late), decided i had to get my supplies. you know the usual stuff like condoms, lubricators (you never know when you meet a greek lover), foam bath and ofcourse spare toileteries etc. also needed to have lunch so headed of to deira's favorite shopping mall, had lunch (more like a food orgy) at my fav fast food outlet, picked up the stuff i needed and reached back to my hotel at 2 pm. nothing to do and with my sexual appetite still unfullfilled decided to figure out my bearings with respect to the area i was in and also with recent hype on broadway decided to see if i could make it there just to check out the day time action for later use. so i walked out, the conceirge clerk wasn't there for me to confirm the hotel's gfness for girls brought from outside so i walked out.
could have taken a cab straight away for broadway but decided to walk and explore the nearby streets (you never know maybe the al-rigga street is right round the corner), checked out the prc daytime bar in the hotel next door (mentioned in the hotel review section) and walked on clueless on ajoining roads for the next 15 minutes. no sign of how far or near broadway was, so decided take a cab. now the cabbie did not the hotel. thank god i had the intelligence to check out the hotel website before flying off to dubai (i always do that) so i knew the name of the street and i knew that it was walking distance to ghurair city. well through trial and error i finally reached this paradise of a hotel tucked away in a small street near ghurair in the next 15 minutes. i walked in again clueless as to what i would find in there.
broadway 2: 45pm. 3: 15pm
i walked in to the main entrance and as if an unknown force had pulled me towards the left to where the entrance of a coffee shop/bar (actually now that i think of it the unknown force were a couple of giggling cis in skimpy clothes walking out of the bar). i walked in and man it was another little world out there. a dozen or so cis looking women sitting on various tables and 2-3 men on different tables. i went and sat down in one corner and immediatly ordered a coffee.
as i observed, there were only two men sitting alone including myself, two girls were happily chatting to two other men on one table, 4 women sitting together and the rest were sitting in pairs. out of the 12 or so women, 2 clearly because of their age looked like the madams, there were atleast 4 stunners. occasionally, one or two would get up and head out and then be back in 5 minutes or so. i also spotted that there was another way out of the coffee bar which looked like an alley to the side of the hotel through the window. women also went out and came in again from there. i wondered what that place was and then suddenly a batch of new cis also came in through that door. man it must be the side entrance to joint and maybe this is the door one has to use to bring in outside girls to the hotel as the main lobby was tiny.
one of the things i immedietly noticed were the luscious stares and flirty smiles that i got from almost every woman in the joint. now this i had not experienced before, cis women marketing. i immediatly fell for this place and got up, walked out to the reception and inquired for room availabilty. yippee they had a room, and the rate was 800 aed (much more affordable as compared to the other hotels i was qouted for this time period). wow this was too good to be true. i immediatly booked a room paid upfront for the entire stay (despite my passport being at the original crappy hotel) and promised to return quickly i went back to settle the bar bill. as i sat down to finish off my coffee, my eye caught this stunning woman sitting with another at the other end of the room, we made eye contact, she smiled and took her hand inside her shirt as if playing with her nipple. i almost fell down my chair. whoa, this was amazing, compare this to the icy babes of cyclone. i got up as if in a trance and the next moment i was sitting next to her.
i got her name (lets call her ms. s) and number out, she wanted aed 700 for 2 hours and boy she looked worth it. now i had no intention of picking her up there and then as i was in the middle of a hotel change plus i was comitted with a friend from the evening till late night, so i didn't negotiate/close the deal but i wanted to get the details out for the night. however, she claimed she only worked mornings and afternoons (hmmm maybe change of venue at night), acting wise i inquired the menu, to which she flirtingly replied "i will give you lots of fun". okay vague answer but the way it was given explained a lot. upon my explaining the hotel situation she claimed that sandras is girl friendly, i then clarified that i am checking in this hotel to which she said okay but also offered her own place if i closed the deal with her. i promised to take her during my stay (with ofcourse a sorry face "but i wanted to take you tonight". okay maybe tomorrow afternoon). i went back to my table, quickly gulped down my coffee paid and literally ran back to my hotel. in short ms. was a stunner, very nice body, seemed to have great skin, a brilliant smile, black hair and really very good english and ofcourse an attitude which was worth taking home.
broad way 4: 15pm
checked out from sandras and checked in at broadway. the room was very very nice when compared to what i was staying in at sandras (review given in hotel section). now although i did not want to pick up a girl as i had to head out to bur and onwards by 6pm, i still decided to spend every possible minute having coffee downstairs. hey i get to warm up eyes, keep little bro in pants happy in anticipation, get some good fr material for the forum and ofcourse mark the women i wanted to have during my stay and last of all study the women that i've marked in terms of attitude and how much i want them (this makes the best p4p experience. just like the women we stare and be around during our normal lives and want to end up in bed with them badly. is it my fantasy or is the same with everybody). well broadway does provide the perfect opportunity to fullfill this fantasy and boy because of this did i get an overload of coffees and teas in the coming few days. lol!
well i managed to get a table, i could see that the number of people had increased both in terms of mongers and women. men were mostly arabs and were still low in number but women were now above 20.
all cis looking, still 2 madams and rest girls. stunners or doables were now over 6-7 and hey there were atleast 3 a listers. ms. s was not there. one a lister was sitting at the front table with three other women. one of them looked like her madam sitting in an abaya, one was okay with multi streaks in her hair and the third was hideous fat and ugly. now this a lister was very very and i mean very innocent looking (except a big tatoo on her shoulder. i found it very sexy), man dark brown hair, young face, nice full breasts, thin waist and a well rounded ass (this i saw during her marketing parade) olive skinned, she looked indian or pakistani wearing western clothes more than cis. man she was marked. didn't get much eye contact so i decided to let my explore the rest of the room.
there was an absolute stunner of an a lister sitting right opposite me eating a salad. she was blond (dyed), hair tied up towards the top, incredible huge and huge pair of tits wearing a boob strap, naked flat belly, and a tiny micro mini skirt. and what a pair of white milky legs she had. trust me guys, an earthquake couldn't have made me get up at that point in time unless anyone was interested in seeing the leaning tower of pisa i had errected in my pants. she again had a gorgeous face (looked late 20s), large eyes and what i call perfect bj lips. covered in make up (but elegant) she was beautiful. i could tell that she was tall. she was busy eating without being bothered to what's happening around her (attitude problem? or maybe tired after an st session upstairs). another very sexy woman joined her who seemed like her friend, pretty face dark brown hair, bigger boobs, would have qualified for a but i spotted her belly which was large as per my standards. she was again dressed in mini skirt and top which i have only seen in porn (backless with only a loose cloth hanging in the front). but come to think of it as a pair these would not be bad. well the a lister (i'll call her big jugs for reference) was also marked by me with her friend joining in for a possible threesome (subject to other options and the price). hmm not bad at all, i have cumalatively spent half an plus in this place (first visit counted) and already i have sure shot two women who i want to sleep with.
the third a lister, was in my opinion perfect. she was blond, had a very perfect young face. the right size of nose, eyes, lips, smile etc. long neck, very perky pointed tits. ultra long legs and very very sexy again she was dressed in a very short skirt i could see all the way up from her ankles to the bottom curves of her ass. it was mind blowing. and one hardly comes across ultra elegant regular women let alone finding one in the working class. she was that ultra elegant, i could actually envision her getting off from the passenger seat of a ferrari or socializing at a high end creme-dela-creme of a party. you tell the refinement with every step she took. wow this was class. her attitude seemed okay as well, because the way she was smiling at everyone, infact the way she was playing hostess to the coffee bar, sitting at almost every table. she seemed perfect in every sense. however, in my eyes she had a major problem. her face was a ditto copy of this drag celebrity i have in my home country. man what a turn off and what a let down. now i do not want you to judge the beauty of this woman because of my personal referances. because in isolation she was beautiful (so for reference lets call her drag face). so she did not get marked by me.
a few observations i made:
- some girls who came in front of me or who left in front of me did so in black abayas.. most were carrying large hand bags (i could see them hanging to the back of the chairs) and some even had shopping bags as well. these were used to carry abayas for entry/exit (i later found out that the bags also carry spared clothes for next day/evening, change of shoes, basic toiletries such as tooth brush and makeup)
- when they go up for short time they only carry the hand bag and leave the shopping bag behind and if they are calling it a day/night or have an lt the shopping bag goes as well.
- they market by walking around going in and out (to see if you follow), if you give even a hint to them in terms of constant eye contact, smile or a wave they come over and sit down with u. you can also approach them by simply sitting down next to them or calling them over. if you are sitting alone for a couple of minutes you'll start receiving the smiles and if you are the only man in the shop which i was for the next three mornings, they'll start talking to you openly over the tables.
- even when they are sitting with other men, do not hesitate to wave, smile or even approach them because once the deal is made no one sticks around obviously because quicker st means more quantity options in terms of time for the wg and lt means getting more out of the time for the monger. most of the times either the women sitting with men are passing time, enjoying their company or simply negotiating and you can tell negotiating because the men are waving their hands about and constantly discussing something with their friends and the girl is constantly looking helplessly towards her madam or friend who then joins them. inshort you can tell a negotiation.
- when they get up and leave the bar without the bag. means they have simply gone out towards the restrooms, so you can catch them next to the lifts or wait as they will be back in a few minutes. when they head outside the other door which looks like an alley and a seperate entrance. relax it is just an outside sheesha and sitting place and the access to the main door is shut. so your girl will return.
- do not try to stand in the middle of the staff's working and walking space between both doors (infront of the bar casheir) or the door leading to the outdoor seating and wait for the girl or negotiate with the girl as the staff does not like it as you are most probably getting in the way. even when the tables are full (which they are at night) try to adjust yourself in a corner or keep moving (very cyclonish. but cyclone has place to move).
well it was almost getting to be 6 o clock, i had to leave for my bur and beyond engagement and i even had to change upstairs, so as i was leaving, another stunner walked in. now in my books she was an a lister (and i know i am being totally biased here) because this woman was a ditto copy of a very sexy friend i have back home. perfect for my sleep with that friend fantasy took over and she got marked. the attitude looked very nice, a bouncy walk, dressed in a short shirt, caprice jeans with sneakers (i found the look to be very sexy. very next door girl dressing and thus the face fit the dressing fit the friend fantasy). she had nice tits, thin waist, slightly wide at the ass, shoulder length black hair, very cute face (late 20s). as a complete package looked perfect. but commitment is a commitment i left the bar at exactly 6pm.
i (after having a bath and changing) stepped out to get my taxi. just to make sure about my plans for the night, i chatted with the bell boy who was getting me the taxi as to the best night time pick up venue within the hotel (actually he inquired first as to why i didn't take a girl. no actually i had first complimented on the excellent crowd he has in his coffee bar when he was taking my luggage to the room). he promptly told me that the arabian and the russain clubs are so so, the best place to pick up a girl anytime was the coffee shop infact it was the only place.
so looking forward to the night i headed off in chilly evening of dubai towards bur sitting next to big ass mustached taxi driver.
details of the night and remaining trip to follow in next reports.
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House cleaning is not my speciality
There was a 3 week period of time between the day my CIS girlfriend returned to her country for a few months, and the day my wife traveled half way round the world to join me for a vacation. Since I am not enthused about spending time in sexual abstinence, I frequented York, Rockafellas, Cyclone and Rattlesnake to recruit the services of young ladies to satisfy my basic sexual needs. In the process, a few long blond and black hairs accumulated in hard to clean corners of my living quarters. Once these were discovered by my wife, I was faced with a barrage of questions. I was eventually obliged to admit my guilt. This was followed a heated discussion on marriage vows, fidelity and deceit. I was then forced to elaborate on my dalliances and sexual exploits. My wife felt intrigued by this series of misadventures, and I agreed to allow her to check out several nighttime venues.
First was York. We arrived at about 10:30 PM. I was immediately accosted by a number of very friendly ladies from the Orient, including two that I had been acquainted with in a very enjoyable threesome. They demanded a kiss on each cheek. During this time my wife refused to let go of my arm, and I kept praying she would not bang these delightful ladies on the head with her purse. A beer or so later and she had settled down, had been propositioned by several mongers, and was beginning to enjoy the experience. She even suggested that I take the telephone number of a delightful petite CIS for future reference (I did not as I feared the repercussions).
A few days later we visited the Cyclone. My wife applied her make up, dressed to look fashionably seductive, and we arrived at the club at 11:30 PM. We had a beer and sat on the stools by one of the tall tables. I decided to check out the talent and made the rounds. I couldn’t believe the latest asking prices. AED 1,500 to 2,000 seemed to be the norm for CIS, with AED 1,000 to 1,500 for PRC. There seemed to be a definite preference to visit hotels only. Are Cyclone girls becoming elitist and pricing themselves out of the market? My wife even commented that the Cyclone girls seem very aloof and unfriendly in comparison with the York girls. When I returned to my wife, she was deep in conversation with a “potential” customer. I believe she was requesting too high a compensation package, because the monger in question eventually retired to chase alternative delights.
After a few hours we returned to our residence. Although my wife felt sympathy for a number of the WG’s, she was totally turned on by the episode. I then experienced a sleepless night as my wife turned into a sexual predator and would not leave me alone. The next day I was happy and satisfied, although totally exhausted.
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