Our conversation shifted to other topics and books and interests. I was captivated, or rather, we were both caught up in each other’s strong opinions on North America politics and the landscape. I had lived many years over there and she was surprised at my knowledge of the homeland landscape. It has been a quite a while I felt so intellectually stimulated on a conversational topic.
Seems like as the alcohol piled up, our intellectual discussion went up too. But the music volume had also gone up too. It was crazy. It didn’t seem like a Monday night. This bar/pub was happening and it was getting crowded. No doubt its customers were largely from the many backpacker joints up and down the same street.
I felt the urge to go pee, but relished the semi-hardon which I am sure Alicia can feel from her thin sarong dress she was wearing each time she leaned into me when we talked. I had moved off the high bar stool and felt we had better body contact when I was standing up. She too also stood up and let one of her chunky friends take the bar stool. By now I counted we had roughly about 8 people around my table. I dunno who the rest where, but they were indeed friends of her 2 chunky friends. I couldn’t care less, I was to busy chatting up Alicia. Our table was propped against the wall and there was a pillar there too. I couldn’t bear the pee any longer and decided to go to the toilet and also look for Piti. I excused myself and squeezed my way to find the toilet.
I let off a nice long pee as I moan loudly (like I was cumming) in the tiolet. As I got out I found Piti- he was downstairs and chatting with his cousin still and some other local thai guys. He saw me and gave me an OK sign with his hands and I thumbed up to tell him I was upstairs and he can look for me there. He nodded.
I struggled back up the stairs and fought my way back to my table and found that while I was away peeing, it was overtaken by more backpacker strangers. Alicia was now standing at the pillar part of the wall. She was chatting with one other girl. She turned and waved at me. I thought to myself. Good Sign - at least she waved at me , meaning that she still wants to talk. I made my way to the pillar and worked my frame around her and her friend and got to lean against the wall, facing her and her new friend. They were chatting in French or rather Canadian french. I mustered my basic college french and barely made up what they were chatting about so animately. It was already hard enough to hear from the loud music.
Me : pardon, anglais sil vous plait
Alicia did a double take and smiled. And she waved off her friend. Her friend pecked her on her cheek and made her way out. I guess she was leaving.
She : I didn’t know you speak french.
me : No I don’t. hardly ever apart from college work.
We got back to where we talking, the sad state of oil politics etc… Whatever the topic was, I am sure you are not interested in reading further. What interest you was the following.
My pee at the toilet was a huge relief. It also allowed me to re-position my dick in my loose underwear. (ya ya ya… At this point Fellow Bros who had experience this before will understand). In its semi aroused state, it was more comfortable and thus allowing it more room to expand when the occasion calls for it.
Me : Hey, you want another drink?
She : Sure what are you getting?
Me : Another Vodka Orange, you ?
She : uhmm I’ll have the same.
I waved at the waiter and he fought his way into our pillar area and ordered. He suggested we take a pitcher instead as it was worth the money. I looked at Alicia and she nodded.
Fast forward into 30minutes later and Alicia and I were both drinking off the same pitcher (with straws).
She : Max, you been to a Full Moon party here yet?
Me : No.. I heard about it. Isn’t filled with decadent drugs and wanton sex ?
She : (LAUGHING) I dunno. I haven’t been to one yet and the girls are itching to go as well.
Me : Oh well be careful. I heard some of the boat operators are not into the safety thing.
I told her about the many incidents of tragic accidents of people drowning as a result of carelessness (boat operators too drunk to operate boat or capsized at sea or boat collision).
She grabbed my hand and looked at me intensely and said : Hmmm maybe we need a superhero to keep us safe.
As she said that, she had leaned her body into me. I don;t know if it was on purpose or was it because some one else in the overcrowded space had had to stand up and move and she had to step into my space to make way.
No matter what. I was not complaining. I like the feel of her body. She wasn;t petite. But her body weight leaning into me made my rocket go on DefCon 2. My limpid ICBM went to a standby on a semi erect state.
She must have felt the DefCon 2 alert. I was sure about it.
Me : “We?”
She : Oh.. I mean… “I”.
We kissed/
Yep Just like that! We kissed.
Our lips some how found each other and in the crowded noisy bar and loud music. No one was paying any attention to us. We were just standing or rather leaning against the pillar at one corner and we found ourselves kissing.
The funny thing was that as we kissed. I didn;t feel horny or didn;t feel my pulse racing. It was as if I was kissing my gf. Like it was no big deal.
Maybe it was the alcohol having an effect on me. Like I said, I am not getting younger and I am already past my prime. It was just a normal kiss. Nothing passionate. Just a kiss.
She moved her thighs between my legs. I know she must be checking out if I have a raging hardon when she was doing that. But somehow my rocket was only on DefCon 2.
My hands stroked her arms. Hairy - I could feel the tiny baby hairs that ang mo ladies have. Her suntanned skin was browned from too much sun. I could see her freckles dotting her nose, her upper cheeks.
We didn’t speak much. She looked up at me and grabbed the vodka pitcher and we both shared another swig at Vodka.
Me: Ok.. now that we got “THAT” out of the way…
She laughed when I said that. I made the awkwardness less awkward I guess.
She : What am I doing? I dunno what I am doing..
me : Yes you do… aw come on… we are not like kids. This is ok
She looked at me. I said : Yeah, its ok, I enjoyed it. I like it. And I hope you do too.
I leaned forward and pecked her on her forehead.
She : You are a good kisser.
Me : really? I thought you are the good kisser. I was just returning the action thats all.
She poked me playfully on my tummy and I tried to grabbed her arm but in the tussle, I felt her braless breasts beneath her Tees. Funny. For a ang mo girl, she wasn’t big.
OK OK OK OK.. Sisters reading this, I am sorry. I am just being an MCP here. Why must men always talk about breasts… But I had to for completeness sake. Otherwise the guys will feel I am holding back. Right fellas?
Now where was I?
OK… yes, we continued to play ’tickle’. I played along. I guess she wanted me to feel her up. I obliged. But it was strange for me. I didn’t feel turned on and neither did my dick felt the need to maintain DefCon2.
We joked abit and I was stroking her arms, and her hands when Piti appeared.
Piti : Boss, go back?
I looked at my watch, and it was already past 1am. I nodded to Piti and said we go in 130am. He nodded and gesticulated that he will wait downstairs.
She : Well, I better be heading back.
Me : I will walk you. Its nearby yes?
She : Ya… only 50m.
I passed the remaining unfinished vodka pitcher to her 2 chunky friends who were by now still busy with their friends as Alicia and I made our way downstairs.
Piti was still with his cousin and thai friends. I waved to Piti to wait for me.
He nodded.
Alicia and I walked out to the cool night air into the street. Outside, it was alot more refershing than inside the crowded bar. I guessed that also cleared our heads. We walked the 50m and stood outside the backpacker hostel and she leaned up and kissed me again on the lips.
She : Thanks max, It was a pleasure to have met you.
Me : Enchanted ( I mimic a Parisian accent in french)
She laughed and our hands lingered and parted as she walked into the hostel.
That was it. No phone number, no contacts nothing…
It was all the more the better, as I had planned to be up early the next day for a round of golf.
I walked back to the bar and Piti drove me back to my 5 star lodging. Piti said he will pick me up at 7am and we will head off to the golf. I said ok.
Day 2 morning - at Ko Samui and today SHE ARRIVES on schedule.
Golf was as bad as the hot weather in Ko Samui. Ok.. I blame it on the hot weather even though I had 1 caddie. And Ok ok… maybe it was the rental golf sets. I am just not used to iron sets, or maybe it was the rental shoes… I dunno know. I just lay on the excuses as much as I can to explain my over 160 score on my golf score card.
Playing in Ko Samui is HOT and HUMID. No doubt I was like maybe the 5th golfer that morning. It was a quiet and relaxing golf game. I actually half enjoyed it if not for the hot weather.
After coming off the shower , all cleaned up and dressed. I headed to the Golfers Terrace and found Piti sitting there waiting for me.
Piti : Good game boss?
Me : Shit game Piti, as I mimicked a practise swing before I sat down.
The waitre came by and I ordered 2 cans of 100plus and also lunch. I was famished and tired.
After Lunch, Piti suggested I should go for a massage. A Cheap local massage some where along the way back to the hotel. I nodded.
I got off as soon as Piti parked the car and asked for a 2 hour traditional thai massage. My shoulder was aching from hacking the divots all morning at golf.
Massage was decent and good and I felt relaxed. Piti drove me back and I sent him off and told him to come back at 7pm to pick me up for dinner.
Such is the life of a holiday with a Driver on call. I LOVED IT.
I completely forgotten that she was arriving today while I was at Golf and the thought came back to me when Piti drove off. At the lobby, I was greeted by Sheila.
Sheila : Good Afternoon Mr Max, how was your golf this morning?
Me : (I nodded and smiled) Ok… I am not like Tiger Woods you know.
Sheila : Oh, Tiger Woods is very good yes. YOu know he is half Thai?
I nodded.
Sheila : Mr Max, your partner has checked in. She is already in the villa now.
Me : Oh.. thank you.
Sheila gave me a ‘knowing’ look. I dunno what she was thinking. I wasn’y thinking anyway.
Sheila : Please wait here, I will get some one to take you back to your villa in the buggy.
Me : Oh no.. its ok.. I think I will walk.
I looked at myself. I had only a small backpack with me, after all, I had rented my golf set when playing golf.
I wanted to take my time to walk to the villa and clear my head and needed to think of what to say when I see her.
I felt like a teenager all over again. Feeling excited, yet anticipating something, yet nervous, yet anxious.
You know what I mean?
I adjusted my belly, tucked in my Tee Shirt, pulled it out again as I walked towards the Villa.
The path to the villa was winding and slightly downhill. It made for easier walking in the shade of the lush green surroundings. I could hear the bubbling sounds of the private pools in each villa I passed. Clearly there were guests in the villas and they were occupied. But I couldn;t see anyone because of the high privacy walls and the thick green vegetation screens.
I finally arrived at my villa and turned the door and stepped into the aircon insides. It felt a relief from the outside and I was breaking into a sweat walking back to the villa.
I heard water splashing and saw movement in the lap-pool. I spotted a body swimming laps in the pool.
Great! I thought to myself. She is making herself at home and using the facilities.
What a great idea ! Such a hot weather, maybe I should jump into the pool too.
I walked into the 2nd BR and dumped my smelly sweaty golf shorts and shirt and underwear into the bathroom, mentally reminding myself to wash them when I take a shower.
I walked back out to the kitchen to get a drink. She clearly was not aware I had come back into the Villa. because she was still in the water swimming.
The fridge had nothing except for the hotel stocked Soda Water, soft drinks….
I made a mental note to drop by a 7-11 this evening with Piti to restock the fridge because the hotel charges a bomb for such niceties.
I took out 2 glasses and filled it with ice cubes. Open up a San Pellegrino and poured the minerale water into the glasses and headed out to the pool deck.
As I slide open the door, she stopped swimming and must have heard me.
She stood up in mid water. Ahhh…. the pool wasn’t that deep. The water reached her barely at her shoulders.
She brushed back her hair and beamed a warm smile and waved.
She : Hey! Where were you?
me : Oh I was at Golf. Just came back.
I waved the 2nd glass of water in hand at her.
She : Thanks. I need that. Its really hot.
Me : When did you get in?
She : oh about maybe 1 hour ago.
Me : how was the flight? OK?
She : yep. Pretty Good.
I looked at her as she swam to the edge close to the deck. I walked closer and knelt down and handed her the glass.
Me : Welcome to Ko Samui Krup!
She laughed : Corny welcome ! and she splashed water at me playfully and got my bermudas completely wet.
Since my bermudas were already wet, I sat down at the deck edge and dipped my 2 legs into the pool as she leaned into the edge holding the glass of water and gulping it down.
Me : You hungry? had some thing to munch in the plane?
She : yah.. no worries. I am not hungry
So there we were, 2 adults. Me an old guy with a tummy on the edge of the inifnity pool. She, a hot 30s girl in a bikini in the pool. Just 2 of us in a private pool villa and the rest of the week, with nothing else better to do except maybe food, drinks, massage, sun, sea , surf and ???
I felt like I had a mermaid pet in the pool all to myself. Silly me. That’s how I felt at that moment.
She: Hey you know when I checked in, I figured you weren’t in yet as I didn;t see your luggage at all and the bedroom is empty.
Me : yah… I left that for you. My things are in the 2nd Bedroom.
She : ya, I noticed, I went to check it out.
Me : you are such a busy body.
She splashed water at me again playfully. Now my T shirt was wet. The deck floor around me was completely wet and my bermudas were already all soaked. That was because I was kicking the water in the pool when I was sitting down.
She : Awwww… max, you are so nice. You sure you dun wanna change rooms?
Me: Nah… its ok. I dont need that much space. Besides I didn’t pack much as you can see.
She : Sure? We can change rooms you know. I mean, I feel bad. I am a invited guest and you kena go to the 2nd Bedroom.
Me : shush, enough already. its ok. You can have it. If you don’t want it, go sleep on the sofa.
I pointed back at the lush living room behind me in the glass doors and glassed walled. She splashed more water at me again. And this time I splashed back with my legs.
By now I was completely soaked. My Tee Shirt and Shorts were all wet and i stood up. I held out my hand and she placed her glass back to me and I got up and placed the 2 glasses on the side table next to the deck chairs.
I looked at myself I was dripping wet.
Me: gee Nice !!! that was other change and I am gonna run of stuff to wear at this rate.
She : Then don’t wear anything Max.
me : yah right, you wished.
I turned to walk back in but she said : Hey !!!! Where are you going? Come on in, the waters fine.
Me : ya, I am going back in to get my swim shorts
She : You idiot, You are already wet. Just take off your shirt and jump right in.
That some how made sense.
I peeled off my T Shirt and draped it over the deck glass balcony on one end where the sun was shinining on, in the hope it will be dried by the sun.
My bermudas were soaked, my underwear was soaked. I made a mental calculation of my wardrobe and realized if I don’t dry these, I will run out of clothes to wear as I have packed way too light this time around. Heck I am already running out of dry clean underwear !
I got into the pool and slipped in as gently as I could and realize it was same deep level on the sides. The water rose to my mid chest. Quite a comfortable depth. The pool water was nice given the hot weather. And then I jump back out.
Me : Oh shit!
She : What?? What??
I stuffed my hands into my pockets and gently extracted out the thai bahts, my wet credit cards… This is what happens when I get distracted. I got up and placed them on the towel and placed on the deck table and pulled the table to the sun shine to dry them.
I jumped back into the pool this time, making a human ball and gave the biggest ever splash when my combined tummy and body frame crashed royally into the water. She gave a playful yell and swam towards me underwater. We pushed and tugged at each other underwater like 2 kids in a summer camp.
I swam a couple of laps and tried to be smooth which was proving difficult with my bermudas now slipping past my hip bone and dangerously slipping off revealing the most of my underwear elastic band.
I had a chance to look at her now with her wet hair. She looked a picture of health and sportiness. Her hair all slick wet and back, and her tanned skin made for a picture of health too. She was tanned and looked good in the sports bikini. OK… I dunno la… any bikini that is not string type and has thicker bands for me is not string bikini la. I assumed she wears this on her weekend wakeboarding. It was just a plain green bikini. She definitely has the body for the bikini.
Any thoughts to try to hold my tummy and huff and puff up my chest was dashed anyway… I couldn’t careless. I am not a buffed up dude and some macho shit mister. My exGFs loved me for what I am and I continued to be usual self.
We swam to the ‘infinity edge’ and looked at to the beach and sea below us.
I told her the facilities around us. And also pointed to her that the beach stretch below us was just ‘ours’ as it was private. And that we only have access to it apart from the morning gardeners who would come to groom the sand and the beach and clean up and set up the beach furniture and the umbrella.
She told me she was kind of worried about developments in her office. Seems like there were some restructuring going on and she felt she might be affected. Oh well… what better time to take a few days off than now then.
She smiled at me and said : THANK YOU. You maynot know it, but I needed to get away from the office and this is a good distraction.
I just smiled back : Ok…then you owe me babe. You can buy me dinner or whatever treat you have in mine over the next few days being here.
She splashed water into my face : Hah ! You should be so lucky I am here to adorned your arm as a dinner date, cos I know you said you hate eating alone….
And so it was like that - back and forth bantering and we literally TCSS for like another hour or so, leaning at the infinity pool edge looking out to sea. The sun started to go down and our pool was getting shading from the villa and the 2 trees that no doubt gave us privacy from the next door villa.
I looked at my watch and realised it was 520pm and I nodded back towards the villa.
Me : Hey, I am going to swim a few laps, and then go shower and change. I have a driver coming at 7pm, We should change get ready for dinner for a trip to the happening stretch ya?
She : woooooo…. got driver some more? Waaaaa….. I feel soo spoilt. Ok. I am getting up and showering as I need time to get ready, I need to wash my hair.
I leaned back against the infinity edge facing the villa deck and watched her swim back to the edge and pulled herself off the pool. She had a fit body. As she pulled herself off the deck, I couldn’t help but notice the bikini bottom line crease caught between her butt cheeks. “NICE” were the words that came to my mind.
I think she knew I was looking, so I wasn’t going to pretend I wasn’t.
Me : Hey ! Nice ass !
She got up and wrapped a towel around and playfully showed me the finger as she slid open the glass door and walked into the villa. She turned around and pretended to flash me and jiggled her boobs
She : Ass only?
I open my mouth to show my jaw dropping slowly in a dramatic fashion and she started to laugh. She sure cracks me up.
She : Ok. I need about 45minutes and where are we doing dinner?
Me : I dunno honestly, we’ll have to ask Piti and what he recommends. Go and shower cos I am not sure if we have time for a sunset drink.
With that I swam a few laps, enjoying the pool for the first time since I checked in yesterday
With my laps completed, I got up and grabbed the towel but not before placing my credit card and damp thai bahts on the dining table.
The aircon air gave me a temporary chill as I wrapped the thick towel around me and walked towards the bathroom.
And so it was with men, we are just easy to maintain. I showered and cleaned up and was ready in less then 20minutes. I walked out and took in my wet T shirt and piled it on with the rest of the wet stuff in the corner of the bathroom.
I opened up a can of pepsi. What’s with Pepsi and Thailand? I think the Thais have a sweet tooth. I can’t find a can of coke in the fridge. I made another mental note to stock up the fridge this evening.
I flipped the channel and “nice” they have a soccer channel and so that means I can catch up on the barclays league and find out what the fuck is going on with the football scene these days.
There was really nothing to snack on except for some airplane size peanuts and cashew packets.
She : WELL ! Is this appropriate?
I turned my back and closed the fridge door as I was hunting for ice cubes.
She was dressed in a nice flowery sundress. Spaghetti strings held up the dress that dropped over her ample chest. Ok my eyes found no secondary strap apart from the sun dress . Was she braless? or she was wearing those strapless bra? heck why should I even care? Anyway I am narrating for you bros ok..
Me : sure… you looked great.
I looked at my watch. It was 645pm Perfect. We need time to walk out to the lobby. I offered my remaining pepsi with ice cubes in the glass to her. She took it from my hand and gulped it down while she looked at me with her large eyes. I see make-up, blue eye shadow whatever…
We walked out to the darkening evening made darkening faster because of the lush vegetation along the footpath. Along the way I pointed out to her the different villas, 1 bedroom and 2 bedroom and the Spa Villa as well.
Piti was on time and he drove us out to the main stretch in Chaweng and we finally decided to have seafood dinner.
Dinner conversation centered on what i did the previous nite. I shamelessly told her I almost picked up a student and she gave me a ‘shameful’ look and said I was preying on SYT. But I did confess I didn’t get her number and it was only her name I knew. She laughed it off.
We had beer to start with as I was thirsty no doubt from the morning golf and then ordered wine to go with the lobster, mussels and other shellfish stuff. I was mentally telling myself am I loading too much aphrodisiac or really do shellfish work because it will be neutralized by the alcohol anyway.
In any case, she was eating most of it anyway. I was enjoying my tom yum kung.
Around us, couples were also engaged in their intimate conversation. I just can’t help but asked her what she thought of them. We played a game of psycho-analyzing couples in every table. Soon our analyses deteriorated to how much sex each of the couple were having and whether the girl was a squirter or a screamer?
Dinner between 2 persons can be short. I know cos we either talked too much crap or we order too little… I was thinking of going to another place to hang out for drinks. She agreed and we asked for the bill.
She dutifully honored herself and paid for dinner. I of course tried my minimal to fight to pay for the bill. Ha ha ha ha LOL. Of course I did my best la. I guess drinks were on me then.
We walked back out and Piti was already waiting in the car. I asked Piti where would be a good place in Chaweng for a bar. He doesn’t know and so we got in and he drove up and down the stretch until we decided a place finally. I told Piti not to wait for us and that he can go home and we will take a cab back.
He knew I had another golf game planned for the next day. I told Piti to come pick me up at 8am.
Piti : Sure? 8am? He looked at me and looked at her and then asked again.
I gently tapped him on the shoulder and said : 8am Piti, Good night. Go!
She must have caught Piti’s comments and she smiled as she walked up the curb. As Piti drove off, I caught up with her and we both walked into a racous bar already filled with live music. NICE!
It was strange. Really.. I am not joking, It felt strange.
We were having drinks and we sat at the table as the band played sone after song. But we were talking like old friends. She was about to order a pitcher mix but I had to stop her as I told her I have another golf game tomorrow.
So we ended up ordering house pours instead. The crowd at the bar was nice. And it wasn’t that crowded unlike the bar I had been to the night before.
After drinks, she suggested we take a walk and check out the pasar malam stores outside. And when the band ended their set, we walked back out again and enjoyed the slow walk taking in the pasar malam sights.
A guy shoved me some DVDs of Porn. I looked at it and she came up to me and flipped through them too before I returned them back to the tout.
We continued to walk and she asked what turns men on. I said , I dunno what turns men on, but I know what turns me on.
I made a rude gesture of humping and she laughed. I said Wild Sex, screaming orgasms are sure enough to make any men high, and for me too.
I am not into costume or role play, but I like being teased just like women. She shared with her fantasy, I listened on with eyes wide open and jaws open too. It was just too much for sharing.
We walked into a 7-11 and I bought the list of things we needed. Snacks, chips, instant noodles (well she wanted instant noodles), drinks, and 2 cans of redbull (she wanted it, I am not a fan of redbull) and water.
The night was getting warm and we were walking which made it more humid and sweaty. Besides the load of grocery supplies was getting heavy. And so I turn and flagged down a cab and we rode back to the villa.
Back at the villa, I turned on the aircon and loaded up the fridge. She disappeared into her room and when i was finished I went back to my room and change back to some thing light as I wanted to take a shower to wash off the stickiness of sweat.
I came back out and heard splashing. The lights were all off in the living and dining area except for the kitchen night light. The pool lights were on, but were dimmed. But the sliding door was open.
In the cover of darkness of the living room villa, I saw the pile of towel and bedroom slippers. She was swimming again.
I told myself I should have done that instead of going to shower. I was about to walk out to the pool when I realised in the darkness that I could make out, she was swimming nude.
Maybe I was imagining it, but I definitely knew she had no top on for sure and despite the dim pool lights, in the moonlight I could make out the willowy human form and skin under the water as she swam and dove underwater in the pool. I enjoyed the view in the darkness and stood there for awhile as I watched her swim from end to end under water.
I felt a stirring in my shorts and then I muttered to myself : FUCK !!!!! I FORGOT TO BUY CONDOM at the 7-11 store !!!!
I decided to head back to the bedroom have another cold shower. I needed to get up the next day for my golf game.
I wondered if she saw me seeing her ? I showered with that thought in mind and was thinking should I PCC in the shower that night and ended up not doing it and went straight to bed.
Ok guys, yes, the most important item in the mission and I forgot.
Sorry la. You have to know from my point of view is that I am not used to having and buying condoms. In my history, the girls I have made love to, were all done without the need for condoms.
Now not that I am a careless freak or overconfident guy. But you must understand those girls I dated, we were ’exclusive’ and they were not like some slut I met on the street. They were ‘decent and clean’ corporate women, who had a career and were healthy individuals. I never cheong and steal eat when i was with Vicky (ok apart from from Ingrid) And Ingrid was different, She was a lesbian and she never had been with a guy and it was me.
Besides, with Vicky and Ingrid, I never needed to pay for commercial sex or cheong. You know what I mean?
So that’s why I never thought about condom… and in any case, I didn’t plan and had thoughts of having sex (YET)
LOL, I just read a few PMs in my inbox.
OK…OK.. I am being too long winded. You fellas wanted me to dive straight to the sex stuff.
Ok folks, any other comments and suggestions?