Time passed very slowly and I took my time to shave and had my shower. I put on my clothes and watched the TV.
At around 6 plus my phone in the hotel rang and there was a call for me. Yes, it was from Adrienne:
Adrienne: “Hi”
Me: “Hi.. you are back to San diego?”
Adrienne: “yeah. just touch down not long ago. You ready.. I pick you up in 15 minutes?”
Me: “Ok.. I’ll wait for you at the lobby”
Adrienne: “Ok.. see you later”
Me: “see you”
So I took my own sweet time and went to the lobby to wait for her. Time seemed to pass very slowly but at last she arrived.
She looked a bit tired as she gave me hug and gave me a peck on my cheek.
Me: “hey.. really nice to meet you again”
Adrienne: “I am so sorry that I had to make the trip to San Francisco.. so tonight I shall buy you dinner”
Me: “OK..”
Adrienne: “If you don’t mind.. mexican dinner ?”
Me: “Sure..”
So I got into her car and she drove me to this little Mexican eatery. We had quite a bit of food and as you are aware, Mexican food is rather filling. We too had some margarita.
It was a nice dinner and we spoke about what we did in the intervening months. Basically she was traveling and conducting training all over the US. As for me, nothing changed but this trip to the US was the main highlight.
Adrienne: “How is the dinner”
Me: “Good.. But I am too full”
Adrienne: “yeah.. me too.. maybe we can take a little walk.. "
Me: “OK”
Adrienne: “When are you leaving?”
Me: “Tomorrow afternoon is the flight.. ha ha I am going to San Francisco”
Adrienne: “Oh.. then maybe we get some coffee..”
Me: “OK.. "
Adrienne: “If you don’t mind.. drop over at my place for coffee .. just a couple of minutes drive from here. At this time not many places opened other than clubs”
Me: “Ok.. is it convenient?”
Adrienne: “oh yes.. i stay alone.. so no problem. a bit messy though as I have been away "
Me: “No problem..”
So we took our leave and headed for her house.
… to be continued..
It wasn’t too long a drive and we were quiet in the car. As the car pulled to a stop in the drive-way, I felt my heart beating faster - it was just inexplicable.
She let me into the house, on the lights and she went to the kitchen as I made myself comfortable on the couch. Then she came out and she sat beside me on the couch and she brought two cups of coffee.
Adrienne: “Well, where are we?”
Me: “we were talking about what we did after we last met in Singapore”
Adrienne: “Oh yeah..”
Me: “And they.. now.. what are your plan for the future?”
Adrienne: “Oh yes, there is something I have to tell you… I will be stopping the traveling pretty soon and is going to settle down in San Francisco”
Me: “Oh.. is it?”
Adrienne: “Probably in a couple of months time.. "
Me: “why the big change to settle down in San Francisco”
Adrienne: “I am going to get married and probably going to get a job in San Francisco”
Me: “Oh”
Then there was this long silence. It was really a shock to me. Then I really had some feelings for Adrienne. I was not only attracted to her by her looks, I was also attracted to her by down-to-earth nature. When she was in Singapore, we had some wonderful times although then I did not tell her that I took a fancy to her. My heart seemed to stop for a moment as I tried to think of something to say.
Adrienne: “You not going to congratulate me?”
Me: “Oh.. Congratulation”, I said half-heartedly as I moved forward to give her a hug and then I gave her two pecks on her cheeks.
Me: “Really sorry, I was at a lost momentarily .. you never mentioned about getting married”
Adrienne: “Yes, I know. I had some hard times in the past couple of months.. traveling too much that my boy friend wasn’t too happy. And we almost broke off. So in the end I decided that he is important enough for me to give up my job and settle down with him.. I only make the decision these few days”
Me: “I see.. “, as I spoke half-heartedly and sighed.
Adrienne: “Why are you sighing?”
Me: “No.. nothing.. anyway it is not important now”
Adrienne: “Why.. it is ok.. you can tell me..”
I paused for a while, trying to find the right words
Me: “Actually.. I am attracted to you.. but somehow I couldn’t and wouldn’t know how to tell you how I feel.. and now I really felt a bit lost.. I am sorry”
Adrienne: “Oh.. I am sorry. Really. Frankly speaking, I have a very good impression of you. I must say that when I was in Singapore and that period I was really down as I had a big row with boy friend before I came to Singapore. You know those times in Singapore when I spent with you.. I was really happy.. and I thought that I really like you as well..”
Adrienne: “But oh well.. you didn’t say much.. and after I got back to California.. I patched up with him.. and then I just made the decision a couple of days ago. I am really sorry”
Me: “No.. don’t say that. It wasn’t your fault.
I looked up at Adrienne.
Me: “Adrienne, can I hug you again?”
She moved forward and she hugged me tight. I put my arms around her. Then I pushed her gently away. Then I kissed her, she struggled a bit but I persisted and then we kissed passionately. Time seemed to stand still and she pushed me away.
Adrienne: “you got to be going.. we can’t be doing this”
Me: “I am sorry..”
I stood up and took my leave. She was walking behind me and then she overtook me as she led me out of the house to her car. She sent me back to the hotel.
We were silent in the car. As the car pulled to a stop and I got out of the car. She got out too. And she gave me another hug.
Adrienne: “bye.. wish you the best”
Me: “you too.. wish you happiness… well if you come to singapore, do let me know”
Adrienne: “yes, I will”
I caught her lips and we kissed again. This time round, she didn’t resist. We kissed for a while.. till I was breathless and reluctantly, I had to let her go. She got into the car, waved to me and she drove off.
I felt a bit lost and a sense of emptiness as I walked into the hotel. There was a lump in my throat and I felt like crying. But I didn’t cry.
… to be continued..
bro, you the Man. You have done us prouder than the Olympic medallists
I have studied & worked there for a few years, also never touch a single white gal tits, except for those in strip clubs. hehehe. way to go!
Yep, that happened to me as well.
Wow, you are really making me relive my years gone by. HAHAHA!!!
Cheers!
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infinitiumus
..felt a bit lost and a sense of emptiness as I walked into the hotel. There was a lump in my throat and I felt like crying. But I didn’t cry.
Nice, touching …
When I touched down at San Francisco, it was already past noon. From the airport, I booked a hotel that was situated right in downtown - where all the action will be. It was quite a nice ride to the hotel from the Airport and as the road became busier it was clear that the my destination would be near.
Looking out of the mini-bus window, I knew then I would love this place. It seemed to be full of vibrancy as I see men and women walking around doing their business. And in no time I reached my hotel. After a quick shower I immediately took to the streets to explore the place around the hotel. And true enough to my expectations, in less than 10 minutes I was mingling among the crowds of downtime San Francisco. It was a fantastic feeling - seeing all sorts of people moving around.
I have only a day of business in San Franciso to do that that was to visit Stanford University - which was again arranged by one of my hardware supplier. And I planned to have some fun in San Franciso - at least 3-4 days.
I went back to the hotel for some rest and recharging my batteries.
And at last, it was getting dark and I took it to roam the streets of San Francisco. After the disappointment in San Diego I was determined to make it good in San Francisco. I have a nice Char Siew rice in one of the Chinese restaurant - wow the chinese there made real good char siew - rivalling those from the best of Hong Kong.
San Francisco was really teeming with sexual vibrancy. At every turn of the corner you can see pimps pitching for business. At the next turn you would see FLs standing at the streets corner, sizing you up as you walked past. As the night was still young I controlled my urge not to rush into things and must have a nice look and took my right pick.
After walking round and round the streets I felt a bit pai sei as the pimps and FLs already recognized me - an Asian turning round and round the corner. I decided that some action was required.
As I was thinking someone stopped me in my track.
“Brother, wanna free fuck?”, a smallish hispanic looking guy whispered into my ears.
“Free fuck??”, I wondered in exclaimation.
“Yes, free free, just follow me”, he exclaimed
“What free fuck”
“Shoot some movies, free fuck”
Immediately I picked up my steps and move forward. There was no way that I would allow myself to appear in a porno.
With the man sound of the man shouting fading away, I heaved a sigh of relief. But then I was back to square one - my little brother complaining for action.
I hesitated no more as I walked straight into a ’live show’ theatre.
You paid $20 dollars to get inside with one free drinks provided. And as I took my seat, you could see the stage - with 2 - 3 gals performing a live show. One of the gals would dance and progressively stripped herself naked - slowly of course and teasing the customers at the same time. When you liked the showed you can tip the gals ($1 or $2) by inserting into their bra, stockings, panty or if they were fully naked - even into their cunt.
And after each show, another gal will take over and you can request the girl that just performed to sit with you - either table dance or have a drink with you - that would cost you $20.
It was quite mind boggling - those gals - with their long limps and almost perfect body. In particular I took fancy on this girl by the name of Amber. She was simply a sex-goddess. She had long blonde hair and very nice, proportionate breasts. Her pubic hair were cleanly shaved and her face reminded me of the young Madonna.
As she danced and threw her clothing around I felt as if I danced with her. It was still early in the night and the place was not very crowded. I remembered that I tipped her at least 4-5 times and each time she would glanced in my way gave me an appreciative smile.
When her show was completed she dressed up and walked down the stage. One old man invited her for a drink and she sat right on his thighs and you can see his hands all over her. Wow, I was wondering if I could have her as well, but what a stupid question. Yes, for $20 I could have gotten her for a couple of minutes.
Another gal started any dance but I was not in the mood. I waited for a while - almost 30 minutes before it was Amber’s turn again. Again, I tipped her a couple of times. And when her show was finished, I wanted so much to ask her to sit with me but did not have the courage.
And I was there for quite a while and Amber was on stage for at least 3-4 times but each time I dared not asked her for a drink.
It was yet again the completion of Amber’s dance. As it was getting late I did not know whether to leave or to ask her for a drink. In the moment of hesistation she appeared before me and asked me if I wanted to buy her a drink. I nodded my head. She walked closer, sat on my lap, gave me a light kiss and whispered into my ears:
“If you want to buy me a drink, meet me at the pub opposite - the drinks there are much cheaper”
As I was still stunned she got up and went to the back of the stage.
I stumbled out and looked directly opposite. True enough, there was a pub there. Immediately I crossed the road and went into the pub. It chose a corner and ordered a Gin-tonic. I did not wait long as I saw Amber entered the pub. She has already changed - into jeans and a blouse - and she looked like the girl-next-door. I was stunned and almost could not recognize her but for the fact that she waved at me.
I bought her a drink and we began to chat. She asked me why I was sitting there the whole night tipping and yet did not ask for table dance or to buy her a drink. I told her frankly that I was shy. She just laughed and could not quite belief what I said.
She told me she was an part-time artist and part-time dancer to make ends meet. We had quite a nice chat and I realized that she was really a nice and decent girl - very unlike the sex-pot that she protrayed on the stage.
We drank quite a bit and I was getting a bit high. I became bolder and I did not quite believe myself when I uttered those words:
“How much would it be for a night?”
“Huh??”, She exclaimed.
I immediately knew that I spoke the wrong words and at that moment wished that there was a hole for me to hide. I apologized profusely but she seemed cooled about it.
After that there was a long silence and then she took her leave. I sat there
for a while feeling very despondent and lost. And then I staggered out of the pub.
It was already in the early hours of the morning (maybe 2-3 am). As I steadied myself, I bumped onto someone. She was not too tall and from one look I realized that she must be a hooker. Her skin was brown - not black and her face was quite OK looking. I did not know how it happened but we boarded a taxi. In the taxi, she started to french me and her hand was also groping at my now erected cock.
It was a short trip and we reached our hotel very quickly. Inside the room, she seemed intent on devouring me as she tore away at my pants and started to bbbj me - with my pants still at my ankle. As you can imagine that I was damn high and shot my load onto her within the 1st minute. when I came, she continued to suck me dry - all these while she was still fully clothed.
As I collapsed onto the bed, she removed my shirt and pulled away my pants. Then she stripped herself naked. I was pretty drunk and I can barely recall as she rubbed her breasts all over me. And as she frenched me yet again, her hands again started to stroke my little brother. Little by little my little brother stood up again. Then again she started to bbbj me. I was too tired and drunk to dictate what to do. After sucking my cock for a while she took a condom from her handbag and cap me. Then she started to ride me. As she vibrated to and fro I was feeling so lost - the feeling of a man lost in a foreign country and being completely outplayed by a brown little slut. After riding me for a while, she went on top as she pushed and pressed her cunt round my little brother. I did not feel anything on my cock but I can feel her cunt contracting as she moaned and screamed like hell. And then I exploded - but it was not shiok - more like a feeling of relief.
She removed the condom and asked whether I wanted another shot. I shook my head. Then I saw her went to my pants, took my wallet, have a peek inside, removed some money and threw my wallet onto the bed and left me lying naked, half-dead on the bed. There was a feeling of being lost, lost in this world of wilderness. I felt so empty.
You are truly intent on making me relive my past in such vivid detail, aren’t you? HAHAHA!!! Glad to know that I’m not the only one to have had such experiences. But so many similar experiences? Perhaps, it’s our local upbringing.
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You are truly intent on making me relive my past in such vivid detail, aren’t you? HAHAHA!!! Glad to know that I’m not the only one to have had such experiences. But so many similar experiences? Perhaps, it’s our local upbringing.
You should post to share. Actually those were the days… so many years ago. I couldn’t have possibly recall everything from memory with such detail. Fortunately I used to write journals - most of the details are in there and I just need to touch up a little bit and type into the computer.
I am not as eloquent as you and many others here.
Also, working from home doesn’t allow me the freedom to write long descriptive biographies.
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KrudTheMighty
bro infinitiumus, I feel sorry for you. I will be sure to keep my wallet in the front pocket of my pants, and avoid hispanic WLs along the street. Btw, what pub was that you visited when you were there ah? Any good recommendations?
ha ha That was more than 20 yrs ago. I remembered it was a pub called mardi gras or something like that.