Erotic massage & escort in Hammersmith

Hammersmith books me after work. The offices round the Broadway empty out, the business hotels fill up, and somewhere upstairs a man is sitting on the end of his bed in his socks, wondering whether a club sandwich counts as dinner. Here’s a better plan: put your shoes back on. I’m Lola, an independent masseuse and escort, and my flat in Earl’s Court is two Tube stops east of the Broadway, which puts an erotic massage near Hammersmith closer than the hotel restaurant feels.

Naked massage near Hammersmith, after the conference

You’ve talked all day, so you don’t have to talk now. Ride the Piccadilly line to Earl’s Court, walk a couple of minutes, and let me take the day off your shoulders. A hot shower first, then face down on my table. I start slowly, with plenty of warm oil, and I’m naked for it, which changes the mood of a business trip remarkably fast.

A sensual naked massage runs 30, 45 or 60 minutes. Towels, clean linen and the shower are all here, so you bring nothing but yourself and leave the lanyard in your pocket. If an hour isn’t enough, another thirty minutes is £50, and nobody at tomorrow’s breakfast meeting will work out why you look so well.

Two hours’ notice is usually plenty. Message me during the afternoon coffee break and I’ll keep the evening for you; by the time the last speaker sits down, the oil is already warming.

Body-to-body massage in Earl’s Court, two stops from W6

Not everyone here is in a hotel. Along Lower Mall and the Thames Path towards the bridge there are flats with the river right outside, and on a summer evening the light off the water turns everything gold. If that’s yours, leave the view for later and come to me for body-to-body: my hands start it, the rest of me takes over, skin on skin and oil everywhere, the blinds down and London a long way off.

From the riverside, a cab runs east along Talgarth Road and down Warwick Road in about twelve minutes. You’ll be back at your own window before the last rowers are off the water, a good deal looser than when you left.

Escort dates in Hammersmith, W6

If you’d rather be taken out first, the escort half of me travels. A GFE date, the girlfriend experience, means flirting, kissing and a woman who is genuinely glad to be there. We can start with a drink in one of the old riverside pubs by Furnivall Gardens, walk back along the water with my arm through yours, and carry on at your hotel with the curtains drawn. On a sunny afternoon, Ravenscourt Park and a slow lap of the lake make a lovely first half-hour; the second half-hour is better indoors.

Keep me overnight in a flat on the river and you’ll find out what I already know: Hammersmith Bridge, green and gold, looks very good from a bed.

Cut to: the bridge lights going out one by one, and my dress on your floor.

For any date, my cab over from Earl’s Court goes on top. Nobody asks for a deposit; you hand over the rest in cash, or send a transfer, as the evening begins. Give me 24 hours’ notice, and tell me whether you’re a suit or a jumper so I can dress to match.

Getting from Hammersmith to my Earl’s Court flat

By Tube, Hammersmith (District, Piccadilly, Circle, Hammersmith & City) is two stops from Earl’s Court on the Piccadilly line, three on the District. By cab it’s twelve minutes along Talgarth Road and West Cromwell Road, longer when the flyover jams at rush hour. My incall in Earl’s Court is private and quiet, with nobody else there, and every massage I give, nuru included, happens on that table. If your conference is at Olympia, you’re closer still: have a look at West Kensington.

For a massage, tell me the time and I’ll text the exact address an hour before. For a date, the hotel and your room number stay inside our chat, and nowhere else.