I was being sent to Thailand to transact a sales deal by the company I worked for. I was told that if I was successful it could lead to a promotion. There was one big problem. My husband was angry with me. He said I was always traveling and never at home. He was right that I was away quite often. He was also pissed that I made more money than him.
We hadn't had sex in months and we had a fight before I left for the airport. It didn't help matters that I was horny as hell lately. I caught my flight and arrived in Thailand. I caught a taxi and arrived to check into my hotel. I went to my room and changed into some comfortable clothes. I needed a drink pretty badly.
I went down to the lounge and sat down at the bar. I motioned for the bartender. I saw that his name tag said 'Panit.' I asked for a glass of wine and I looked over my bartender. Panit seemed to be in his mid twenties with dark hair and he was on the thin side. I also took a look at his crotch. I could swear I saw a large bulge. I'm not sure what got into me.
"When do you get off work?" I asked him.
He looked around to see if anyone was listening.
"Six-Thirty," he told me.
I took out a paper and pen from my bag. I wrote my name and room number on it and then slid it over to him. He quickly looked at it and then pocketed the paper in his pants pocket. I placed a tip onto the bar and then headed to my room. I had no idea if he would show or ignore my advances. I got to my room and took off my clothes. I put on my bathrobe and then waited for the proper time.
Almost on the dot I heard a knock on the door. It was Panit. I opened the door and let him in.
"We aren't supposed to meet with the guests at the hotel," he said to me.
We didn't say barely a word between us. Panit began stripping out of his clothes. My eyes got big when I finally saw his cock. His dick had to be nearly seven inches in length. His member was almost as thick as my wrist. Once he was undressed he walked over to where I sat on the bed. His cock was inches from my face. I reached over and took his dick in my hand.
I brought it to my lips and took him into my mouth. God, this is what I needed. Panit put a hand on the back of my head and he began to fuck my mouth. He was gagging me as his prick slid down into my throat. I guess we both needed this. His balls were slapping my chin. I took my hand and squeezed them. Panit let out this moan.
"I need to fuck you," he practically pleaded with me.
He pulled his dick from my mouth. He reached down and unknotted the belt on my bathrobe. My robe fell to the bed and I was finally exposed to Panit. He pushed me onto my back. He took hold of my legs and folded me back until my thighs were touching my tits. I was panting as I felt his mushroom touch my slit. With one swift motion Panit entered me.
I let out a scream as I felt his thick cock stretching me. My husband didn't feel this good when we had sex. I wanted Panit to give me the fucking I craved for. He drove his member in as deep as it would go. My pussy began to go into convulsions.
"Do you want it?' He asked me.