It was a slow night and Bow was the only one working in the Thai Restaurant. She glanced over at the clock, counting down the minutes until closing time.
Just as she was about to turn the Open sign to Closed, a tall, handsome man walked through the door. He had bright blue eyes and a head of golden hair that glinted in the dim light of the restaurant. He smiled at Bow and approached the counter.
"Hello! Are you still open?" He asked politely.
"Yes, we're still open," Bow replied in her Thai accent.
"Can I order pad Thai chicken?" he asked in her native Thai language. Bow was impressed and smiled. It was rare to hear one of her Australian customers speaking Thai so fluently.
"Of course," she replied, smiling. "Take a seat and I will bring it out to you".
As Bow prepared his order, she couldn't help but notice the man stealing glances at her. She was used to the attention she received from male customers. With her long auburn hair, almond eyes, curvy figure, and large breasts (enhanced by breast implants), she was a magnet for male attention.
Bow was originally from a small village in Chiang Rai, Thailand where women were expected to be traditional and modestly dressed. She could never have gotten away with wearing such revealing outfits back home, but living in Sydney, Australia gave her the freedom to express herself in any way she wanted.
Many of her male customers at the Thai restaurant where she worked asked her out, and she loved the attention. She was skilled at leading them on, going out to dinner with them and accepting their gifts, but she never slept with them.
She finished preparing the pad Thai and rang up the order. James paid and lingered at the counter, chatting with her about her work and her home country.
"So, what's your name?" asked James.
"My name is Bow" she replied.
"Why you can speak Thai? You have Thai girlfriend" She asked suspiciously.
James laughed "Oh no, I lived in Bangkok many years ago. I was an English teacher".
"Can I get your phone number?" he asked, smiling.
"Ummm you have Instagram?" she replied cautiously.
James looked disappointed, but nodded understandingly. "Sure, I'll follow you on Instagram. Maybe we can chat that way."
As he left the restaurant, Bow couldn't help but feel a sense of hope. She hoped that he would become another follower and perhaps even buy her gifts like all the other men who frequented the restaurant.
As a traditional Thai woman, Bow had no intention of sleeping with James or any other man. She was saving herself for marriage and was only interested in the attention and gifts that men could provide. She was a bit of a gold digger, always on the lookout for wealthy, generous men who could spoil her.
As she watched James walk out the door, Bow couldn't help but hope that he would be one of those men. She was excited to see what the future might hold and to see if James could become a valuable addition to her list of admirers.
After her shift at the restaurant, Bow returned to her small two bedroom apartment that she shared with a few other Thai people.
She was exhausted but also a bit relieved to be home. She kicked off her shoes and made her way to the bathroom, eager to wash off the sweat and grime of the day.
She turned on the shower and waited for the water to warm up, stripping off her clothes as she waited.
Bow stood naked in front of the mirror, taking a moment to appreciate her curvy figure. She had full 34dd breasts with dark brown nipples, a shapely ass and a strip of dark public hair. Her caramel-colored skin was smooth and flawless.
As the water warmed up, Bow stepped into the shower, letting out a sigh of pleasure as the warm water cascaded over her skin. She grabbed the shower gel and lathered up, running her hands over her nipples before allowing her fingers to travel down her body and explore her pussy lips. A soft moan escaped her mouth as she rubbed circles around her clit.
She closed her eyes and let the water wash over her, as she pleasured herself with her fingers. Bow had been single for a long time, and she yearned for the touch of a masculine man, but for now her fingers would have to do.
She changed into her comfortable pajamas and settled onto the couch, pulling out her phone to scroll through her Instagram feed. She noticed a notification that James had followed her on Instagram.
She clicked on his profile and was impressed by what she saw. There were photos of him doing charitable work, playing with a cute puppy, and spending time with his nephews. He seemed like a kind, genuine man.
Within minutes James sent her a message. It was a bowl of noodles and a thumbs up emoji. She replied with a thank you emoji. Over the next few days they exchanged many messages over Instagram.
Bow learned that James was 36 years old, lived alone, and worked as a hypnotherapist. She had never heard of that profession before and asked him to explain it to her.
James told her that hypnotherapy was a form of therapy that used hypnosis to help people overcome a variety of issues, including anxiety, phobias, and habits. He explained that hypnosis was a state of deep relaxation and focus, in which the mind was more open to suggestion.
Bow was fascinated by this and asked James if he could use hypnotherapy to help her with her fear of flying. He said that he could, and offered to give her a free session at his clinic the following Saturday.
The last time Bow had flown was a few years ago, when she had visited her family in Thailand. She had been so anxious about the flight that she had gotten drunk beforehand in an attempt to calm her nerves.
It had worked, but she had ended up feeling hungover and miserable for the entire trip. She didn't want a repeat of that experience, so she was relieved to know that she wouldn't have to rely on alcohol to get through future flights.
Bow eagerly agreed and made the appointment. She was excited to see if hypnotherapy could really help her overcome her fear and finally be able to visit her family back in Thailand.
It was a Saturday morning and Bow had the day off. She woke up feeling excited and nervous, knowing that she was going to meet James at his clinic for a hypnotherapy session. She felt safe knowing that they would be meeting at his office and not his home, which is something she would never do.
She got out of bed and headed to her closet, searching for something to wear.
She finally settled on a white summer dress that hugged her curves and showed off her ample cleavage. She paired it with a pair of comfortable heels and did her makeup, taking extra care to highlight her almond-shaped eyes and full lips.
She grabbed her bag and headed out the door, taking the bus to James's clinic. When she arrived, she was greeted by James himself, who was standing outside the front door.
