Bangkok - Sex Stories

Bangkok

... something it is done. My two cousins are capable of taking care of themselves so we are free to do as we wish.”. Stepping into the elevator she pulled my face to hers kissing me deeply, her scent enveloped me with the most exotic essence as my body responded with unexpected anticipation.

The elevator settled softly at the lobby level; the doors whispered open. Taking my arm, she led me to the hotel exit as she spoke Thai to the attendant handing him a few bills. The heat and humidity consumed us like a warm, wet blanket as we stood waiting. A black Mercedes pulled up, and the attendant opened the back door. She slid in and over, pulling me beside her. The chill of the air conditioning negated the outside heat and humidity quickly as we settled back into the luxury of the back seat.

Pulling out into the crawling traffic, the driver adeptly maneuvered the chaotic nightmare that was Bangkok traffic, keeping in a lane that allowed steady progress forward. With a touch of a hidden button, the separation between front and back seats was closed, isolating us from the driver. She turned to me running her hand across my chest, nuzzling my neck nipping it with a combination of soft kisses and light bites.

“What is your name? Who are you?” I mumbled.

“My Thai name is Aruni, but my foreign friends call me Kali. Before you ask, we are going to my house. This is the weekend, so I have made the assumption you can stay the entire weekend and have no other plans.”

“I have no ...

... plans, but my clothes…?

“Since my family owns the hotel you are staying in, I have taken the liberty of collecting your clothes and having them delivered to my home.”

The drive took about an hour to reach our initial destination during which time we acquainted ourselves with each other's bodies, touching, caressing, and kissing enjoying the intimacy of introducing ourselves to each other physically. The car pulled into what appeared to be a small private airport. A helicopter sat with its blade churning the air and the passenger door open. Kali pulled me out of the car and we ran bent double to the helicopter door and climbed in. We sat back as Kali handed me a set of headphones. Once secured and belted in, she said we would be flying for about thirty minutes to get to her country home.

The helicopter quickly ascended then reaching altitude drove forward. Obviously a thousand questions crowded my thoughts, mostly why me of all people? Kali curled into my side under my arm as I held her close caressing her as she sighed softy her fingers finding their way into my shirt playing with my pebbled nipple. My questions blurred, and my mind simply accepted what was happening as strange but not unappealing.

I travel extensively around the world to support my business endeavors and have met and entertained a collection of women. In the years working overseas never has there been a woman as exotically beautiful as Kali or as seemingly strong willed., both traits I am finding ...