Note: This is another totally true story, although the names and places have been changed to protect the guilty.
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The guy had, almost by accident, become a good friend. He was thought of as quite a strange kind of person, by those that new him. He was one of those completely useless types, no confidence at all, no self-esteem, he even said that he must have got his degree by mistake. His degree, yes it was in some weird, obscure subject, that few people had ever heard of.
However, he did, for a while anyway, gain a teaching post at some university or other. There wasn't a great deal of interest in his subject, he had very few students. Somehow, he kept the post for some years, perhaps almost forgotten by the faculty.
Then one day, fate caught up, and he was made redundant. No one wanted him, he had nowhere to go, completely lost outside his small academic field, he was completely shattered.
Then, his father died, and it was his mother who came to the rescue. She told him to find a wife, and she would buy a house in Italy, somewhere she had always wanted to live, and he and his wife would live with her.
Problem was, he had no chance of finding a wife, well not the usual way.
So, he took himself off to Thailand, registered with an agency, and before you know it, he struck gold. Well, I think so anyway.
His bride to be, was a very pretty girl, much younger than him. She was clever, had been at university before family problems had made her drop out. Her main problem was that she was semi crippled, she had been born with a badly deformed leg.
A series of operations had got her walking, but with a terrible limp and a peculiar gait. The family were financially struggling and told her she had to go, so in desperation, she had turned to a marriage agency.
Along came David, he seemed pleasant enough, a bit old for her, but at the end of the day, it got her away. She soon found, that his peculiar ways, that he was actually a very nice person, certainly kind and considerate.
David doted on her, her every need was catered for, but one.
He had never had sex in his life, he was scared stiff at the prospect, needless to say, he found that he was impotent.
They had been married five years, and never once, had she had a glimmer of sex.
Naturally, I knew nothing of this.
I had known them four for years, I quite often had a meal with them, and a drink or two. I had found that I thoroughly enjoyed their company, we would sometimes, debate for hours about all sorts of stupid subjects.
At times, I thought that Mya, seemed to be glancing coyly my way, but I surmised it was just my over active imagination.
Then one day, David asked me to drop by, I thought it would be the usual, you know, fix a leaking tap or some such.
When I arrived, he invited me to sit, then in an awkward kind of way, he shoved a glass of wine in my hand, one of your favourites, he had said.
I happened to just catch a glimpse of Mya, peering from a slightly open bedroom door.
I looked at David expectantly.
Hesitantly, he began, "You do know that you are my best friend, well to be honest, my only friend. I've got the greatest favour in the world to ask you." A pause, then "This is very awkward for me, so the only way is to come right out with it."
He looked at me, I was really puzzled.
Suddenly he blurted, "I want you to make love to my wife."
I was dumb founded, well you would be, wouldn't you?
He went on to explain their problem, and that he and Mya had discussed the issue in some depth, naturally in a very academic way knowing David. The conclusion being, that she would still be happy at home, if only she could have some sex with someone, really with anyone. Someone of his choice, she said, although he got the impression that she was hinting at me.
He said, "Have some more wine please," he sat back, looking at me. I saw the bedroom door move, and this time, clearly saw Mya's face staring at me with a pleading look.
I felt dreadfully embarrassed, for David more than me.
He went on, "I'm taking mother to hospital tomorrow, we won't be home until late evening. Mya will be here alone, perhaps you could drop by to see she's okay sometime."
The next day, after I had seen David's car disappearing down the lane, I knocked at the front door. Mya came and opened the door, it was so quick, she must have been stood right there waiting for me. She was beautifully dressed, in a traditional Thai dress, it was absolutely stunning. Her hair was up, and adorned with a little jewellery, and a colourful flower to one side.
She did their little bow, with hands clasped in front, her eyes cast down. She stepped back, and asked if I would like to come in.
She indicated my usual chair, and the glass of wine already sat there waiting for me.
When I sat, she came and knelt in front of me, reached for the wine, and held it to me with both hands.
The look on her face almost brought a tear to my eye. It was beseeching, almost begging.
I had a sip, and then put the glass down, a worried look crossed her face, I held out my arms to her. She made a strange little noise, and then fell against me, her hands clinging, with her head below my chin, as she rested on my chest. I tipped her chin up to look at me, those deep black eyes, they just stared into mine.
I only had to lean a little, and my lips brushed hers. Then, she smiled. Her hands went round my neck, to pull me tight to her lips. It was a kiss borne of desperation, of wanting and need.
I eased her away, again the worried look, "We have all day, take your time." I said.
Now again, she smiled, then reached and hugged me.
Then, she stood, felt for the pin in her hair, it fell to cascade, long and black, around her shoulders, it was truly beautiful hair. It was the first time that I had seen it let free.
