Wall Street’s Dirty Little Sex Secret

Page Six Magazine is claiming Korean massage parlors are replacing Strip Club’s as Wall Street’s favorite after work destination. Anka Radkovich, the long-time Details sex columnist, runs is all down for the Post’s Sunday insert.

Steven, 28, is a financial analyst at a Wall Street investment firm who specializes in hedge funds. He graduated from Princeton, lives on the UES and summers in the Hamptons. He is attractive, single, straight, makes $100,000 a year and seems like a great catch-on paper- for an aspiring young lady of Manhattan society. But Steven does not want to get married. He donesn’t even want a girlfriend. With Wall Street pressures, from a looming recession to disappearing-job fears, “I don’t have time for a relationship right now,” he says. Unfortunately for young, ambitious finance guys and the women who’d like to date them, job pressures in today’s economy are so fierce that these men no longer have time for traditional romance and courtship rituals. Page Six Magazine

Steven has a weekly lunchtime appointment at a Fulton Street massage parlor where he relieves stress by taking a soapy shower, followed by a sensual deep tissue massage and finally a “happy ending”.

The girls are not “model material”, and he rates them “a six or seven”. 

And in case you need to do some comparison shopping, Skip, a 36-year old lawyer, runs down the price list:

Massage w/happy ending
$100

Oral Sex
additional $50 ($150 total)

Half and Half (oral sex plus intercourse)
additional $100 ($200 total)

Skip recommends you pay cash, as it will save precious time, and will not leave a paper trail similar to the one that tripped up Spitzer.

With Wall Street’s walking wounded under siege, don’t expect the Vows section of the Sunday NYT to run more than two pages long any time soon. Having your wife nagging you while you positions melt down is not very appealing to Steven:

As Steven says, “My job is so demanding and consuming that this is the only thing I do all week that completely relaxes me.”

Golf used to be Wall Street’s favorite way to relax; but one glance at the chart of Callaway Golf (ELY-NYSE) reveals it is clearly out-of-favor; the stock is printing new 52-week lows as happy endings replace an afternoon on the links as Wall Street’s favorite way to unwind.

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Steven, 28, is a financial analyst at a Wall Street investment firm who specializes in hedge funds. He graduated from Princeton, lives on the UES and summers in the Hamptons. He is attractive, single, straight, makes $100,000 a year and seems like a great catch-on paper- for an aspiring young lady of Manhattan society. But Steven does not want to get married. He donesn’t even want a girlfriend. With Wall Street pressures, from a looming recession to disappearing-job fears, “I don’t have time for a relationship right now,” he says. Unfortunately for young, ambitious finance guys and the women who’d like to date them, job pressures in today’s economy are so fierce that these men no longer have time for traditional romance and courtship rituals.

But Steven does have time for his weekly lunchtime appointment at a Fulton Street massage parlor. Here, every Friday, he relieves the stress and tension of his Wall Street week by getting a soapy table shower, followed by a sensual deep massage and finally a “happy ending”. “I like Russian girls who barely speak English,” he says, “and cute Asian girls who giggle a lot. My job is so demanding and consuming that this is the only thing i do all week that completely relaxes me.”

With an influx of illegal workers pouring into Manhattan, massage parlors-many called Asain spas-are popping up as frequently as new nail salons. Sensual massage services are adverttising on Craigslist, in the back pages of alternative newspapers and even in the Yellow pages.

Interestingly, NYPD vice squad sources say they’ve recently focused most on nightclub enforcement-which has, perhaps, left the door open fo r the message parlor business.

Although the majority of these places boast “exotic massages by Japanese models,” Steven says that “90 percent of them are run by Koreans” and admits that most of the girls are not exactly “model material”. (Rather, he would rate the average masage girl as “a six or a seven.") Frequently housed in two-bedroom apartments in Midtown, Chelsea and, of course, Wall Street, these places advertise under names like Oriental Bliss, Paradise on the Table and Happy Ending Palace. Sessions are by appointment only-walk ins are not accepted. Kevin, 29, a single NYSE trader, says that “ a lot of traders go to those places. Massage parlors are the new strip clubs, Just last week. a bunch of us from work went to one for a bachelor party-in separate rooms, of course,” he adds. “It’s an alternative to a strip club, where you go and just get frustrated. For the same amount of money, you can get some action.”

Skip, a 36-year old lawyer who specialized in investments, is a married father of two who confesses he goes to the spas, usually twice a month, for more than just a “rub and tug”. He’s been frequenting these places for two years. “Once you go a couple of times and become a regular,’ he says, “you can get whatever you want.” A one-hour “bodywork” session starts with the guy removing all of his clothes and taking a shower. ("That guarantees you’re not a cop). This takes up the first 10 minutes. Then you give the girl cash, “usually $100”, he says. “They also take credit cards but that eats up another five minutes” of the hour the customer is paying for. Then he gets a full body massage for another 20 minutes. While getting a “handy,” Skip says, “you are allowed to touch the girl. If you want oral sex, you have to pay her another $50. If you want a “half and half” (oral sex plus intercourse) that is another $50. The only thing I hate about these places,” he adds, “is that when you’re done the girls shuffle you out real fast, like, “Next!”

After all, since these men are paying, they want to feel like they’re the ones in control. “Guys go to massage parlors so they don’t have to five to women, or feel bad that they haven’t pleased the woman,” says Manhattan psychologist and sex therapist Dr. Judy Kurlansky. “He gets what he needs and is done with it and doesn’t have to care about her feelings.”

As real estate prices continue to rise in Manhattan and fall outside he city, massage parlors are now appearing in New York suburbs, too. Last September, married mortgage banker Robert Werner, 34, and Heather Ann Mazzenga, 32, couldn’t sell their $750,000 house in New Rochelle-so she allegedly turned it into a massage parlor. the spot was eventually busted for misdemeanor prostitution and practicing massage without a license. (The case against Robert was dropped due to insufficient evidence.) “We noticed that cars were pulliing in and out of there at all times of the day and night,” reports a neighbor. “I naively thought, “They mist have a lot of friends.”

Wall Street’s Dirty Little Sex Secret
Page Six Magazine

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