It started with a recent trip to Thailand. I had some spare air points and thought I would use them for a good break from the New Zealand winter and to catch up with some old friends from my time living in Bangkok.
Doug and Jenny were pleased to hear from me and suggested that we could spend a weekend at their holiday apartment in Hua Hin. We all travelled down from Bangkok in their car and arrived in Hua Hin at dusk on Friday. That night we had a superb meal at the seafood restaurant on the wharf and had a pleasant, uneventful evening on the balcony of their 12th level apartment.
The next day was a glorious day in the Thai sunshine, swimming and enjoying the facilities on the beach followed by another excellent meal at yet another seafood restaurant. During dinner Jenny mentioned that I was welcome to stay on after their departure back to Bangkok the next day but her daughter and her partner would be arriving the next morning for a few days so I would be sharing the apartment. I thanked her and was pleased to have the opportunity of a few more days' relaxation.
It was probably 15 years since I had last seen Lizzie - she must have been about 12 and although she was always shy in a crowd, we had always had a close uncle/niece type relationship over the ten years that I had been in Bangkok and her parents had been closest friends of my late wife and myself.
It was a different looking young lady that walked into the apartment that Sunday morning. Lizzie had matured into a beautiful 27 year old woman with blond hair down to her shoulders, only about 160cms tall and very slim with modest curves in all the right places.
But the real surprise was her partner, actually introduced as her "husband", but in fact a tall, stunning Thai lady who looked to be in her thirties. I think I did very well in hiding my surprise as Lizzie wrapped her arms around me in a very warm hug which made me very aware she was all woman. The introduction to her partner, Suchada was more traditional with a formal Thai 'Wai' passing between us. Suchada was about 190cms tall, beautiful and clear bronze complexion with a dazzling Thai smile that would melt any human being.
Luggage was moved in and there was a general hustle and bustle as everyone settled down with a light lunch before Doug and Jenny packed up and headed off back to Bangkok.
Lizzie and Suchada pleaded tiredness and went off to their room for an afternoon nap which left me to take advantage of the cable TV which had the Setanta Rugby channel available and I settled down to watch my home team, the Hurricanes in their latest match of the Super rugby competition. After watching a satisfying win to the 'Canes I must have drifted off to sleep myself and woke just as dusk was starting to close in. Lizzie and Suchada had still not appeared but as I passed their room on the way to the bathroom I heard sounds which left me in no doubt they were no longer sleeping and I confess to feeling a tinge of excitement as I imagined what may be going on behind the closed door. In fact, as I returned to the living room, I heard what sounded like a passionate groan followed by a loud "Yesssssss," which was the unmistakable sound of someone cumming and cumming hard!!
I did not linger but returned quickly to the living room and fixed myself a drink and went out to the warm evening air on the terrace to enjoy the magnificent view over the Gulf of Thailand and the lights of the fishing boats twinkling in the distance.
I was just going inside to get my second drink when Lizzie and Suchada strolled into the living room. Lizzie was wearing a tight pair of cut-off jeans and a brightly coloured bikini top while Suchada had on a short, flared skirt with a tight fitting tank top and very obviously no bra.
Suchada immediately headed for the kitchen declaring Bloody Marys were the drink of choice tonight and she set to work with the preparation in a large pitcher. Lizzie put together some light snacks and we all strolled out to the Terrace to relax before dinner.
As I took my first sip of my drink it was obvious that Suchada did not spare the Vodka bottle in preparation of the Bloody Mary. I enjoy a drink with the best but I could not help but ask if there was a shortage of tomato juice in Hua Hin. Suchada just smiled and said it was just how they liked it.
Well that first Pitcher disappeared fairly quickly and while another was being produced Lizzie set to work on dinner which was to be cooked on the electric BBQ out on the Terrace. Just as Suchada was bringing out the next pitcher of Bloody Mary Lizzie also appeared with a large bowl of peeled, wonderfully large tiger prawns which were sitting in a marinade which I was advised was olive oil, garlic and parsley. These were left to marinate for about an hour while we made slightly slower work of finishing the second pitcher of Bloody Mary. By this time I was very relaxed with a pleasant buzz from the drinks, the atmosphere and the good company.
The prawns were skewered then placed on the hot plate of the BBQ for a couple of minutes per side then left on the warming tray above the hot plate. The table on the Terrace was set and we all sat down to a delicious feast, appropriately accompanied by a lovely bottle of chilled New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc.
After dinner, we stayed out on the Terrace and settled into a platter of cheese, some coffee and a delightful French Cognac.
All relaxed the talk started to drift in a different direction. It started with Suchada offering an apology if I had been alarmed by the noises coming from their room earlier. Lizzie giggled shyly and blushed a bright red. She turned even redder when Suchada suggested that she told me what she had confessed earlier. After much cajoling, Lizzie admitted, without managing to look me in the eye, that she had always had a big crush on me and that I had been her fantasy lover all through her school days and every boy she had met was measured against me and, in her eyes, failed to meet up to the standards I set.
I was very flattered but, unusually for me, I was rendered speechless by this revelation. While I was trying to recover my composure I was further blown away when Suchada intensified my embarrassment by suggesting that I should feel guilty for this infatuation and that I should be made to make the offer to fulfil some of the fantasies that Lizzie had had during her teen years and later.