John was on another of his business trip; this time his work took him to Pattaya in Thailand. It was supposed to be a short 3 day trip, and as usual, John had arranged to stay over the weekend to spend a couple of days there for leisure.
On the business side of things, it turned out to be a non event and John managed to clear all his work by Friday afternoon. He was looking forward to hitting the pool, and by the time he reached the hotel in the late afternoon, he wasted little time and changed to his trunks and made his way to the pool. He was planning to stay at the poolside for the rest of the afternoon and then hit the famous bars in Pattaya in the evening, have a few drinks and maybe bring a bar girl back to the hotel for a quick shack to round off his trip.
John settled into a poolside chair with the sun shining gloriously down at him. He looked around and there were plenty of eye candies on show, mostly tourists from the West.
John thought to himself, "Well, all these boobs bouncing around should set my mood up for tonight."
John looked around and was enjoying the sight of all the skimpily dressed western women lying around with their boobs squashed under the weight of their bodies, when someone across the pool caught his attention. It was easy to pick this one out as she was petite amongst all the bigger western women and had black hair, and obviously a Chinese. Most importantly, she looked like somebody John knew.
John decided to pick his stuff up and walked over.
The lady was lying on a poolside chair, had her eyes closed and was not aware of John standing by the chair.
"Jenny....?" John called out lightly, still not so sure.
The lady opened her eyes, dropped her shades a little, paused for a while and on recognizing John, said," Oh, John, is that you?"
"Hi, Jen, I thought it was you. What are you doing here?" John said, placing his stuff on the chair next to Jenny.
"Oh, I am here for a short holiday, how about you?" Jenny said, pushing herself up.
"I am here on business trip and will be spending the weekend here, I am really surprised to see you here," John said, obviously pleased.
John and Jenny goes some way back, they started as colleagues about 5 years ago and have got on really well. When John first met Jenny, she was 30 years old, and married with a son, so things never really got the chance to develop sexually. Jenny, although already a mother, kept herself in shape by working out. She was a petite lady, about 5 feet tall, with black hair flowing down her shoulders. She was an average looking woman, but there was always something about her that oozes sex from her body. Relative to her petite body, her handful B cup boobs stood out and John never failed to steal a glance at them whenever possible. Although average looking with average features, Jenny was always at the top of John's MILF list.
John found out that Jenny was in Pattaya for a short get away, and what surprised him was that she was alone.
"Why didn't your husband come along, Jen?" John asked.
Jenny seemed a bit annoyed at the question, shakes her head and then put her shades back on.
John could sense some frustration in her reaction and left the question as it is.
Jenny had a bikini on which revealed her still very firm body. It seemed like motherhood never caught up with her although she was already 35. John took a peak at Jenny and thought she had her eyes closed, although he could not be sure as she had her shades on. Nonetheless, John took a chance and started checking out her body. He started from the neck down and noticed Jenny's boobs were as firm as he had imagined them to be.
Prior to this, the closest look John had on Jenny's body was when it was hidden under a tight workout outfit.
John let his sight lingered on Jenny's boobs a little longer then he should and thought he saw the outline of her nipples straining against the thin fabric of the bikini top. He then let his glaze dropped down further and was amazed at Jenny's flat tummy. He looked further south and could not help but imagine how she would look like without the bikini bottom, and below that, was a pair of legs that John could only imagine how they would feel like wrapped around his waist. By the end of John's little uninvited sight seeing tour of Jenny's body, he felt his cock getting hard and had to use a towel to cover himself up before anybody saw the bulge straining against his trunks.
After spending some time at the pool, John arranged to have dinner at the hotel's restaurant with Jen that evening and went back to his room.
With the image of Jenny's firm body still in his mind, John contemplated jacking off in the shower, but decided against it as he had plans for an adventure in the bars that night.
During dinner, Jenny wore a body hugging white t-shirt, which accentuated her perky boobs. Below that, she wore a mini denim skirt which showed quite a bit of legs. John felt his groin twitched again and was prepared to have a long "hard" time at the dinner table.
Both Jenny and John had always kept in touch, so there really wasn't much to catch up on. They have always been on good terms and over the years, gotten close enough to talk just about anything from work to sex.
"So Jenny, are you still staying with your in-laws?" John asked. He knew that she had moved in with her in-laws after she sold her previous apartment during the property boom to cash in on some profit.
That's when John saw Jenny frustrated look again and she said," Yeah, very much stuck in the tiny room for all 3 of us."
"Oh, it must be a little cramp for you guys, why don't you buy another apartment?" John asked.
"Sigh, that's what I have been telling my husband to do, but he was always going to wait," Jenny said, her tone of voice suggested that this could be the reason why she was there in Pattaya alone.
Sensing that he has just lighted a fire, John changed the subject to work and soother the atmosphere a little.
They had Thai food during dinner and with all the frustration and holiday mood, they had a few extra wine and got a bit tipsy. However, when the subject turned to her husband, almost immediately, Jenny's mood would turn for the worse.
Sensing the frustration, John tried to turn the subject to sex, but realized almost immediately that it was only going to make it worse," So Jen, with both of you and your son in the same room, how do you and your husband....you know....do it?"
Jenny rolled her eyes and said, "Well, John, we don't have a problem with that, because, we don't do it anymore."
With the source of her frustration well defined, John tried to stir away from the subject as much as possible.
When dinner was done, Jenny asked John," Do you have any plans tonight?"
Of course, John had planned to raid the bars and hopefully get laid, but as close as he was to Jenny , he was not about to tell her in plain English that he was going to look for a fuck later.
"Oh, er, not really, er, actually I was just going to go for a drink later," John stumbled on his words a little.
Jenny had a smirk on her face and flicked her finger at John, saying," C'mon, John, this is Pattaya, no bars? No bar girls tonight?"
There was a moment of silence, and then Jenny broke the awkwardness, "C'mon, lets go to my room and have a drink there, I will make sure you won't miss the bars too much."
Jenny then pulled on John's arm and dragged him towards the elevator.
Not really understanding what Jenny meant, he followed her to the elevator and went up to her room.
Once he was in Jenny's room, John could almost recognize the smell to be Jenny's perfume. John always found it amazing how women could make their hotel rooms smell like their body, it's almost like magic.
Once in the room, Jenny took off her shoes and the look of her naked feet just make John's blood rushed to his groin and very soon, his cock was hard as steel. Jenny then went to her luggage and took out a bottle of wine, obviously prepared to drink her sorrow away. John took the wine from Jenny while she went into the bathroom, probably to wash up a little.
After about 10 minutes, Jenny came out from the bathroom, looking fresh. She also smelled like toothpaste and probably had a fresh splash of perfume on her.
"Oh, that feels good," Jenny obviously has washed away the effect of the wine and is feeling as fresh as morning.
While John was pouring the wine into a couple of glasses, Jenny asked, almost teasingly, "John, you sure you want to stay here? The bars are waiting."
John shrugged his shoulder and said, "Well, I will give that a miss if you would give me a table dance."
Both John and Jenny let out a laugh on that comment but one could sense the sexual tension building up in the room.
John excused himself to use the bathroom while Jenny started on the wine.
When he returned, he saw Jenny sitting on the carpet floor with her knees up against her chest, this gave John a clear view of Jenny's lace panties and immediately, his cock sprang to life again.
Jenny passed John a glass of wine and they started drinking, all this while, Jenny never changed her sitting position and John could not help but stared at her crotch. Even in the dim lights of the room, John thought he saw a glimmer of moisture on Jenny's panties.
After a few drinks, Jenny asked, "John, remember when you asked about my husband and our, ..you know ...sex life? It's really frustrating you know?"
Thinking that Jenny, like most women, just wanted him to lend a listening ear, John kept quiet and listened.
