Hot Nights in Thailand (The Year of the Rooster)
"God, there has to be more to life than this!" Laurel cried.
Steve and Laurel had just returned from a late night dinner party and were getting themselves ready for bed. Their good friends, Robert and Gail Gardiner had been entertaining all the dinner guests with tales from their latest trip. The Gardiner's led a very full life and frequently traveled to exotic locations. They had just returned from Thailand and had kept everyone spellbound recounting their latest escapades. It all sounded so glamorous and exciting. The pair looked so tanned and healthy looking, radiating a happiness that filled Laurel with envy.
"If only Steve and I could try something like that" she'd thought, as she sat listening to the adventurous couple.
They'd had only one holiday in the last ten years and that had just been a road trip to California, taken before their two girls had left for college. Maybe it was empty nest syndrome but Laurel had an emptiness that absolutely nothing seemed to fill. Laurel often thought of the words to the old Peggy Lee song "Is that all there is?" She was sure the song had been written just for her.
"What happened to us?" Laurel asked herself "We started out so full of promise and now our life is dull and boring. I'd give anything to get some excitement into our life."
Over the years her husband Steve had never really matured, and even in middle age spent most weekends smoking dope and drinking with his friends. His lack of attention made Laurel feel very lonely and unwanted.
"Even our sex life has dwindled to once every couple of weeks. I should take Steve up on his offer," she thought, then quickly rejected the idea.
Her husband had suggested she might like to take a lover to put some spark back in their marriage. Laurel had broken into tears, accusing him of wanting her to do it so that he would feel free to sleep around. Steve said that wasn't the case; he had no interest in other women. He told her the practice was far more common than she might think, confessing the thought of her having sex with a young virile stud really turned him on! He even said perhaps she should try a man larger than himself, possibly a black man, as he had heard they were particularly well hung! When she had protested no one would be interested in her, Steve told her that she was far more attractive than she thought. He said lots of young men would kill to sleep with a voluptuous middle age brunette like herself. Also, he told her, lots of guys preferred older women since they were usually much better in bed. Once the subject had been broached, it seemed it was all he thought about, badgering her continuously.
Although Steve wasn't small, she had sometimes wondered to herself what it would be like to be filled completely by a much larger cock.
"Maybe I should try it," she said to herself.
"Try what, honey?" her husband asked, emerging from the bathroom brushing his teeth.
I was just thinking out loud about the rut we've gotten ourselves into," she complained bitterly.
"Well, you know what I think we should do about that!" he said.
"Damn it Steve! For once in your life, can't you try to be serious? Laurel snapped. All you ever think about is me sleeping with other men. I mean we should do something real, like even going to Thailand like the Gardiners. We could stay at a luxury hotel and pamper ourselves. I know it would be scary, but I'm sure if we stayed in a decent enough place there would be other nice people there."
Laurel didn't like to admit it, but she had been brought up very conservatively and felt uncomfortable around anyone whose skin color was different than her own. Nice to her actually meant white, though in Laurel's secret thoughts, large black men did in fact turn her on.
"I don't know, Laurel," Steve replied. "It might be okay for people like the Gardiner's, but us? We wouldn't know what to do on an overseas trip."
Laurel's eyes welled up with tears, her pent up frustration pouring out.
"Jesus, Steve!" she shouted. "I'm so tired of our life, if things don't change, I'm not sure our marriage will survive!"
"God almighty, Laurel" Steve shouted. "You're the one that needs to fucking change! You're so Goddamn uptight. Just once, can't you let your bloody hair down and have some fun?"
Laurel climbed into bed and rolled over to face the wall.
"Yeah, I bet you'd like that," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "What you really mean is you want to watch me screwing! All you ever think about is sex!"
"Well, so what if I do?" Steve angrily replied. "What's wrong with that? At least I'm willing to try new things. I'll make you a deal, at least consider the idea and I'll take you on your stupid vacation!" "If that's what I have to do to get you to grow up, I'll think about it," Laurel grumbled, "but you just might live to regret it!"
Steve was as good as his word. Two weeks later they boarded a jumbo jet bound for Bangkok, Thailand. The flight was long and uneventful and they barely spoke all the way. Laurel was secretly pleased that Steve had booked the flight and hotel all on his own, but wasn't about to let him know. Steve thought Laurel could have acted more excited about the trip, but knowing his wife's short temper, decided to leave well enough alone. When they reached Bangkok they transferred on to another short flight to Pattaya, where they were greeted by the hotel limousine. Exhausted by the relentless heat they checked into their 5-star beach-front hotel, barely noticing the lush surroundings.
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Ed Turner, the General Manager, came over and introduced himself, saying if there was anything they needed, to please let him know. Steve and Laurel smiled gratefully, saying they were tired and needed to go directly to bed.
Ed looked at her, sensing in Laurel a smoldering sensuality that intrigued him. He decided that he was going to get to know her a great deal better.
For her part, Laurel felt her panties becoming quite wet as she noticed the confident authoritative manner he had as he ordered his staff to look after them. Ed was a very tall ruggedly handsome man about ten years younger than themselves with piercing blue grey eyes, and an easy manner about him. All the qualities that Steve lacked, Ed seemed to possess. "If only Steve could be more like Ed," she thought to herself.
The next morning Steve and Laurel, still recovering from their long flight, were enjoying a late poolside brunch. Ed, who had been watching hopefully for the couple, came over and reintroduced himself.
"Let me get you a welcome drink," he offered, flashing them his warmest smile. "It's on the house! Could I suggest a Mai-Tai for the lady? Steve, do you like good single malt scotch? We've got an excellent Glenfiddich in stock. Don't worry about the heat Laurel, you'll get used to it!" he said, noticing her discomfort, as he signaled for the waiter.
Steve and Laurel took to the handsome, personable young man immediately, inviting him to join them as they had their drink. Ed, much to Laurel's delight agreed and sat down, saying he happened to have a little free time. The conversation was fascinating to Laurel. Ed seemed very worldly-wise, filling them in on everything they needed to know about Pattaya. Then with one Mai-Tai slipping into two, and then three, Laurel began to feel quite giddy in the hot sun. Excusing herself, she said she had to freshen up for the evening. Ed seized the opportunity to invite them over to his beach house for a game of pool. Steve and Laurel, feeling very special, agreed and returned to their room to change.
The tension between the couple had disappeared in the hot afternoon sun. They both agreed that Ed was a very nice man. Steve had noticed Ed and Laurel eyeing each other with interest, and thought that if he played his cards right, his fantasy just might become reality.
Laurel took extra care dressing, choosing matching red silk panties and bra to wear under her tight black miniskirt and tank top she had bought just for the trip. Laurel also took more time than usual on her make-up, applying bright ruby red lip gloss to accentuate her full lips. Painstakingly, she applied the same shade of lacquer to her long fingernails and carefully painted her toenails to match. Finished with her nails, she fastened a simple yet elegant white pearl necklace onto her long graceful neck. She looked gorgeous, and Steve couldn't believe how stunning his wife looked
Greeting them in the lobby, Ed called for a tuk-tuk, a colorful Thai taxi. They roared off, taking less than ten minutes to reach his waterfront home. Steve watched quietly as Ed and Laurel flirted, acting as if he wasn't there. She had become quite smitten and despite his fantasy, he became quite jealous. Laurel clung tightly on their new friend's arm every time the tuk-tuk lurched, laughing merrily, and blushed with delight as he helped her step out of the taxi.
After showing them around his lovely traditional teak home, Ed called for his maid and asked her to make them some cocktails. They talked at length about their various interests, and Ed seemed fascinated by Laurel. She found herself feeling very flattered and wondered if Ed was feeling as attracted to her as she was to him.
"It's just wishful thinking" she thought. Even if he was, she couldn't possibly do anything about it.
On the other hand, Steve had said that he liked the idea of her sleeping with other men. For the first time, Laurel found herself actually toying with the idea of doing what Steve had asked. "Besides," she thought, "it's all Steve's fault, he's the one who really wants it!"
Laurel saw that her husband appeared hurt as she flirted shamelessly with Ed, and felt erotically charged, realizing how much power it gave her over him. Making sure Steve noticed, she moved closer to Ed, putting her hand on his leg as she hung on every word he spoke. She couldn't believe how much she wanted the suave young businessman!
