Within moments of walking into the bar, I was greeted by a gorgeous little Thai, who took me by the hand and escorted me to a small table and asked what I wanted to drink. The room was full of middle-aged, white men — who were accompanied by girls half their age. But despite winning with ease, the real win come from my exclusive view of her tight ass and cleavage each time she leant over the table. We walk into the hotel and the man on reception smiles at me whilst nodding his head in approval.
Meanwhile, I strip off, pop a Viagra, hop into bed and start fiddling with my flop as for some stupid reason, I want her to be impressed if you know what I mean. She walks over to me, wearing nothing but a towel, starts to kiss me, whilst feeling me through the covers. We went at it like rabbits for an hour or so, sweating our tits off, but loving each and every thrust. When I woke up the next morning, she was still there, snuggled up in exactly the same position. She looked cute.
Really cute. I hop in the shower, but before long am greeted by the shaven Goddess who was wearing nothing but a beaming smile and perfect set of tits. And true to her word, when she finished her shift at the bar, I got a message and a knock on the door. Perhaps the absence of Viagra explained why I lasted less than a minute? Either that or the fact that sleeping bareback is sooo much more satisfying — especially when you come inside them. After rinsing my residue from her insides, she got back into bed where we spent the rest of the night cuddling up like lovers.
This was pretty much our routine for a week or so until I told her I was leaving to go back to the UK in a couple of days. The next morning, I spent the whole day thinking about her, and felt anxious about leaving Thailand. She pounced at me, wrapped her arms and legs around my body, and kissed me as if nobody was watching. If I win, you buy me one? Challenge accepted. We eventually traded the red and yellow Connect Four pieces for some balls and a cue. I thought I stood a much better chance of beating her at pool, and I was right.
As the night progressed, we continued to devour the cocktail menu as if it were a rack of ribs. Her face broke into a cute smile. I could have easily come in her mouth, twice. We dried off, and got back into bed where we talked and watched a movies until late in the day. I was genuinely beginning to fall for her. We made a habit of texting during the day and meeting up at night. Free of charge of course, after all we were kind of dating now. She tried convincing me to stay, and refused to sleep until I agreed to think about it.
