Thai Girlfriend Cheated on Me... and I Watched!
By Moreau
My Thai girlfriend of one year wanted to teach me a lesson. Her lesson: the consequences of being a jealous foreigner (farang) in Bangkok.
'Dahling,' Noi would say to me, 'Don't look another lady. You know when I first meet you I am broken heart. My ex-boyfriend look too many lady.'
'I only want you, Noi,' I reassured her. Still, I wondered about all the Western guys she met on her job.
'Peter, I feel big love mak mak for you,' she answered, then squeezed my hand.
I was 45 and teaching EFL in Bangkok. She was 35 and a golf caddy at a club which had Western businessmen as its main clientele. She walked 18 or more holes a day in the broiling Thai sun, and her body was sculpted and slim with an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. Unlike most Thai girls, she had large breasts but very narrow hips. Think Raquel Welch without an ounce of fat on her, and you'll get the picture. Oh, and Noi's long, naturally curly hair and tan skin. I called her 'jungle girl' sometimes, but she didn't like it.
We met at CM2, the Siam Novotel disco, where she was partying with friends, trying to forget her recent break-up. Well, I learned that later. Out of a crowd of drop-dead gorgeous Thai girls I picked her out -- love or lust at first sight, I'll never know. Something clicked with her after we danced together. She was funny and a little drunk, and I invited her to my apartment at Victory Monument off Soi Rangnam after the disco. She giggled and was very affectionate.
I pushed her back on my bed.
'No, don't... we just met... don't do bad with me.'
We kissed feverishly and I was dry humping her tight jeans.
I rolled her over on her stomach and was on top of her.
'Oh my God,' she whispered, 'We just met... Oiyyyy...' as my hand went down into her jeans and explored the dampness inside her panty. I gently toyed her clit and she started moving against my hand, humping my hand as I lay on top of her.
I played with her pussy and she pushed her hips stronger against my hand. She came fast. Believe it or not, I didn't get off. I knew a one-night stand would kill any future to a relationship, so we rearranged clothes and I put Noi in a taxi and paid her fare home.
We met again at CM2 the following Monday -- she was with her girlfriends again - and soon we became boyfriend-girlfriend.
Back to the present...
So I was walking off school campus for lunch and headed over to our favorite pad thai place on Soi Thong Lor. I had found the place, 'Original Pad Thai,' and invited Noi to try it. She loved the pad thai shrimp there and we joked that it was 'our special place.' Noi was working that Friday so I was going to eat out alone. Well, or so I thought.
I entered the narrow restaurant past the large, sizzling griddle at the front and nodded at the cook. He knew my usual order, but before I could say anything, I stopped dead in my tracks. Looking into the restaurant I saw the back of a bushy-haired girl wearing Noi's favorite sexy black sleeveless t-shirt. 'Oh no,' I thought, 'That can't be Noi. She's at the golf course today.'
I walked back and stood next to the table. I prayed it wasn't her, but sure enough, it was Noi and she wasn't alone. The blood drained from my face.
'Oh, Peter, what you doing here?'
'It's my lunch break. Who the hell is this?' My voiced wasn't calm.
The tall blonde-haired blue-eyed European guy looked down.
'This is Daniel. He is customer and I am tour guide,' Noi said confidently.
Daniel didn't offer to shake my hand and I didn't know if I should hit him or her. A flood of horrible thoughts swept over me along with terrible anger. Slap her for cheating? Punch him for snagging my jungle girl hottie?
'Daniel is customer for you? I think you caddy today.'
'No dahling, I make good money tour guide for Daniel. I show him around Bangkok.'
As they say, three's a crowd and my anger was bubbling over. She took this big Thor-type to OUR favorite little restaurant. Should I feel betrayed or flattered?
'Yeah, have a great time tour guide with your customer... see ya.' Not a very articulate response for an English teacher, right?
I left. What a crummy feeling... anger combined with a sinking feeling.
A rush of adrenaline propelled me out of the pad thai joint and across Sukhumvit soi 55, the busy road, and back towards school. I berated myself out loud like a crazy man. 'Why did you trust her you idiot!' Luckily, none of the crazy Thai drivers ran me over as I bolted across the road.
How could Noi do this? Why did she lie to me? Didn't I take good care of her?
The remainder of the school day was a blur as I played some song for the students and had them sing along. After school I managed to get back to my small apartment, a very confused farang. I always knew that I was an emotional child compared to most women, but here was the proof. Noi was cool as a cucumber and, well, maybe she was a tour guide. But why didn't Daniel look at me or offer to shake my hand. That doesn't seem very innocent. Ugh, that sick feeling came over me again.
The choices -- ditch her or accept her infidelity. Or maybe... a third alternative. Let go of the jealousy and see what unfolds. Was I evolving? I put on my shorts and went out for some exercise to clear my head. Working out in the hot and steamy city always made me feel better.
At 9pm that evening my mobile pinged and it was a message from Noi.
'You too angry so I don't call you. I want tell you more. Can meet me tomorrow? I explain everything.'
'Where are you now?'
'Daniel wants go Nana and disco, so I taking him tonight.'
'Well, have a great time, Noi.'
'Dahling, I am tour guide and Daniel paying me good, better than caddy.'
Well, there was no escaping that logic. Lately, Japanese golfers had been booking Noi and the Japanese idea of a good tip after 18 holes of golf was $7 USD. Noi had complained bitterly about their stinginess.
'I met Daniel when he booking me as caddy. He give me tip 1500 baht and asking me for tour guide. Dahling, I want you understand me.'
'Okay, we can meet.' I had half a mind to tell her to fuck off, but I didn't want to close my mind off to Noi so fast. I had invested time in Noi and didn't have a second girlfriend waiting in the wings.
'Tomorrow come to Landmark Hotel. Daniel stay room 1405 Executive Suite. We talk more then. Now I going with him Nana show him around.'
'Oh great,' I thought, 'my girlfriend is going to the most notorious red light district with some tall Swedish type who wants to visit go-go bars.' I laughed at myself. Jealous energy was a waste. I was tired from my workout and emotionally drained from the day's 'revelation.' Tomorrow is a new day, right?
I sent her a text message that midnight. 'Teerak, what club you at?'
No response.
'Where are you now?'
Nothing.
At 2am, 'Do you visit go-go?'
Silence.
I tried phoning her at 2:30am but no answer. I felt... awkward. Not knowing what your girlfriend is doing on Friday night is a problem. We usually met and went at it like rabbits on a Friday night.
On Saturday I walked through the lobby of the Landmark carrying two pieces of emotional luggage. One was full of jealousy. The other was a strange sense of excitement. I didn't know what to expect but I knew where I was going. Suite 1405. Executive Suite sounded impressive. My heart was pounding.
The carpeting on the 14th floor was so dense I barely made a sound when I walked to the room. I knocked on the door and heard voices inside.
Noi opened the door with a sheepish grin.
'Sawasdee kha. Come in dahling, look at this room!' No hug or kiss for me but a formal wai. Hmm.
I couldn't help noticing she was wearing a bathrobe. In fact, Daniel was sitting on the sofa wearing a bathrobe, too.
'Come look at this!' Noi exclaimed. She stood by the window with a commanding view of the city. I noticed her long curly hair was wet as if she had just showered. Standing next to her, the fragrance of her hair was enticing. I put my hands on her shoulders and she stepped away.
Daniel said, 'Have a seat, Peter. I am happy to meet you. Would you like something to drink? The bar is all complimentary. Courtesy of Volvo.' Definitely a Swedish accent.
'Peter, he is engineer from Volvo. He Sweden. Do you know? Noi asked somewhat bragging.
Yeah, I knew. I didn't mind to help myself to a drink. I pulled a 7-Up and Seagram's 7 from the mini bar and mixed myself a nice drink.
Then I noticed that Noi had parked herself next to Peter on the sofa. There were two glasses of red wine on the table in front of them. Noi was sitting close to Peter. Very close.
'Noi ja,' I said, 'Did you go home last night after Nana? I tried to call you but you not answer.'
'Oh Peter, we finish too late. I think not safe to take taxi home at 3am. Thank you to worry me.'
'So I invited Noi to stay here,' interrupted Daniel. His gaze was stoic but I detected a slight grin. He wasn't that good of an actor.
And then a strange feeling came over me. I looked at the adjoining bedroom and saw a disheveled bed with two pillows. I knew that Noi didn't sleep on the sofa. Instead of feeling jealous, I felt, well, excited. The shock of jealousy had passed the day before. Was he as good in bed as me? Did she do 'everything' with him? Now, I wanted to know.
With his tall frame, blonde hair and blue eyes, Daniel was Noi's jackpot. It is the dream of every Thai Issan girl to hook up with a Nordic type, and this guy Daniel had it in spades. She's an athletic tan skinned curly haired hottie, and he's a tall, straight-haired hunk. The picture was complete. But how far did they go? Excitement was taking over from jealousy.
'Dahling, I know you angry yesterday. Daniel is my client for tour guide. He give me big money and I show him around.'
'So you stayed here with Daniel last night.'
'Yes, she did,' Daniel added. He was smiling now. Swedes have more progressive ideas about sexuality, so there was no argument from me.
'It too late to go home safe... Daniel make me stay here,' Noi added, grinning at me.
Now, Noi dropped her hand down to Daniel's leg. And she looked at him adoringly.
'You think I do bad, but I working and make money more. I want you understand,' Noi said to me.
She continued, 'But you think I do bad, how can I say?'