Now that I know what a veggie massage is, I can relate my veggie story.

Back in October 2011, when I was in HK with the wife, there was a day when my Brother-in-Law (a HK local) told wifey that he was going to go for a massage and that I could join him. So, with glimmer in my eyes, $2000 in my pocket and a rocket in my pants, I joined him.
Consented cheating - I hoped! Even if I just got a HJ out of it, that was good enough for me.

He took me to a massage parlor with a big storefront not far from my hotel (Panda) on Shiu Wo St. 2 girls were presented to us. One was older, smaller framed and very un-attractive. The other was a bigger framed woman, early 30s and somewhat cute. I'm thinking "Please let me get number 2, please let me get number 2..." as we are getting led back to the massage area. As we get to the back, we are both ushered into one room - not really a room, but more of a stall, where the top and bottom are open like a bathroom stall in a restaurant! We are handed each a pair of navy blue shorts, a curtain is drawn between the 2 of us and the 2 ladies leave to let us change!

Ugh!! Here I was expecting a private room, maybe a list of options from the girl and I end up sharing a stall with my B-i-L! I'll have to say that the massage was pretty good (from #2), although the two woman chatted the whole 90 minutes that we were there. They picked up on my horrible cantonese accent and asked where I was from. I said "Canada" and it was right off to the races for the 2. "Oh, the land of opportunity", "no stress in Canada", "the government takes care of the people there", "people in HK struggle for everything"... Also a lot of noise from the common area outside our stall where people were getting foot massages, shoulder and neck massges on chairs etc. After listening to them speak, I could tell that the smaller woman was definitely local and my masseuse has a mandarin accent, so probably from the mainland.

All the while, I was thinking to myself how I was going to get my rocks off with my B-i-L on the other side of the curtain! Now that I think about it, was anything but a veggie massage even available? Does anyone even know if I were alone, would this kind of place offer any "extras"? (I looked it up on Google Maps and the location was on 32 Shiu Woo St in Tsuen Wan).

So, in the end, I paid $600 for 2 massages plus $100 tip for the 2 girls and left with sadness in my eyes, $1300 in my pocket and the same rocket in my pants. To this day, I wonder if my B-i-L was expecting the private room as well. We never discussed anything before or after as he is my wife's brother!!

[ Last edited by  sox_fiend at 9-1-2012 23:17 ]

same thing happen to me and B-i-L a long time ago. I went in full of anticipation thinking we each get private rooms, but we ended up sharing the same room. I ended the night with blue balls. Looking back, I think many of us has experienced this kind of ackwardness one time or another. Thanks for the memories.

I wouldnt even risk cheating with the Brother in law and always expect the worst. I am sure he is down to get his rocks off as he was probably thinking the same thing. However, you don't want to give him a secret he can use against you when and if the time comes. I think the best scenario occured as no secrets were exchanged