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I had no idea how long I had spent under water but I could see a bright
light above me and I thought it must be the sun shining through the
water as I clawed myself towards the surface. But, I thought, ‘No, that
can’t be. It was dark when I fell in.’ The light grew brighter and
brighter and I wondered ‘Maybe I’m dead’. I tried to open my eyes but it
was so bright I couldn’t force my eyelids open. I heard sounds from a
long way off and it sounded like voices, but they were muffled and I
strained to hear but couldn’t quite make anything out.


I tried to move my arms to cover my eyes from the light but I couldn’t
move and I felt myself get angry that I was this helpless. I
concentrated hard and forced myself to try and move my fingers. ‘Aaah,’
I heard myself say as I felt a finger move a fraction. I could
definitely hear voices now and they became less muffled. I heard someone
say something that sounded urgent in a language that sounded familiar
but which I couldn’t place. I concentrated hard again and I felt my
eyelids flicker and then I thought if I push really hard I might be able
to open my eyes. I strained to force open my eyelids and with a rush my
eyes were open but I had to close them quickly as light flooded in.


I felt my hand being lifted up and someone was holding my wrist. I
managed to open one eye a fraction and gradually it adjusted to the
light. I couldn’t focus for a moment; all I could see were shades of
light and dark. I could now hear different voices and they were excited
about something. I seemed to be lying on my back, still unable to move
and my side began to ache.


I finally began to focus as a face appeared over me and a bright light
shone again into my eye which made me close it again. ‘Oww,’ I moaned
and felt someone touch my eyelids and gently moved them apart.


‘James. James, can you hear me?’ I heard a female voice say.


‘Of course, I can bloody hear you, I’m not deaf,’ I wanted to scream,
but all I heard was ‘Eunff,’


‘He’s definitely coming round,’ the same female voice said to someone
else. I managed to force open my other eye and I could now see that I
was in a room with sunlight streaming through the windows. I found I
could now move my arm a little but something tugged on it and I felt a
little sharp pain.


‘Try to lay still, James, you have a drip in your arm and I don’t want
you to pull it out.’ I heard the female voice say. Drip in my arm,
that’s very funny I thought and started to giggle, but stopped as my
side began to ache once more. I raised my head a fraction and then it
flopped back again as if my neck muscles didn’t exist.

‘James, do you know where you are?’ The voice sounded American and that
confused me. I tried to speak but my mouth was so dry and my tongue felt
stuck to the top of my mouth.


‘Meriga?’ I managed to mumble.


The female voiced laughed gently, and said, ‘No, you’re in hospital in
Thailand.’


‘Oh, how did I get there?’ I managed to say, ‘I live in England.’


Another small laugh. ‘You’re in hospital in Koh Samui, James. You’ve
been hurt but you will be OK. Your side might be sore but I’ll give you
something for the pain if it gets too bad.’


My mind finally began to clear and I managed to raise my head to look
around. I saw the woman who had been speaking to me, dressed in a white
coat with a stethoscope around her neck and in the background another
woman also dressed in white.


‘I’m Doctor Wichasak, and this is Nurse Taksin,’ she smiled down at me.
Both looked Thai. But the doctor spoke with an American accent.


‘How did I get here? I asked, ‘was I in an accident?’


‘James, all in good time, I want you to get some rest, and later on we
will tell you what happened.’


‘Okay, dokey, that’s fine, thank you very much...’ and I dropped back to
sleep.


When I woke up the next time, the room was dark but with a small light
dimly illuminating the room. I came round more quickly this time and I
was conscious of the ache in my side as well as a raging headache. I
tried to raise myself off the bed but the drip in my arm tugged the skin
and I just lay back. My other arm was free and I managed to rub my eyes
with my hand and felt a bandage on my shoulder. I must have been in a
big accident I thought. It was then that I began to get jerky flashes of
memory; I could remember a boat, and being at sea and falling into
water. Small jig saw pieces of memory started to return and a picture of
Areeya lying bleeding on deck and Alex with blood all over her flashed
into my mind. I thought, ‘Oh my god, what happened to them?’ I went cold
and started to shout for a nurse.


Someone came into the room and I started to shout.


‘What happened to them, what happened to the girls?’ I was yelling at
the top of my voice.


‘It’s OK, sir. I’ll get someone to come.’


She vanished and I fell back on the bed. ‘Christ, please let them be OK,
please let them be OK.’


I heard the door open and the nurse said, ‘I have someone who wants to
see you,’


I looked up and there was Alex, smiling nervously and looking anxious.


‘Alex, thank God, you’re alright.‘ I was almost weeping with relief.


‘I’m fine, I’m fine James, and more to the point how are you? You look
better than the last time I saw you,' she said. She held my hand and
gently squeezed it. ‘You had us scared you know.’


‘Is Areeya alright too?’ I said.


‘James, I’m fine too, thank you,’ Areeya was standing on the other side
of my bed and she picked up my other hand. She had her head wrapped in a
large white bandage that dipped dramatically over one eye.


I squeezed both their hands and I could see tears in Alex’s eyes. ‘We
thought we had lost you, baby, but it’s OK now, sweetheart.’ She leant
down and kissed me on the lips.


‘What happened?’ I asked.


‘That’s enough for now, I think,’ and I could see Doctor Wichasak at the
back.


‘I promise you we’ll tell you, in the morning,’ Alex said as the Doctor
shooed them out of the room.

‘You have two big fans, there James. They haven’t been away from the
hospital since you arrived.’


‘How long is that, doctor,’ I asked.’


‘It’s been five days, now.’


She gave me some water and a painkiller and I drifted off to sleep
again.


I woke once more and the room was again full of light. I looked across
to the window and I saw Alex and Areeya dozing in chairs. I took the
chance to watch them for a bit and both looked very tired. Areeya was
still wearing the bandage and had what looked like the remains of the
mother and father of a black eye.


Alex stirred and opened her eyes.


‘Hello, sweetheart, I’m so glad to see you.’ I said. She stood, came
over to kiss me and started to cry again.


‘Ssshh,’ I said and tried to hold her but the drip stopped me. I reached
over my other hand and stroked her hair. ‘It’s OK, it’s OK.’


She stood up and holding my hand, said, ‘I thought I had lost you,
James, and I couldn’t bear that, and then I got you back and I never
want to lose you again.’


‘Tell me what happened.’ I said.


‘Wait, let me wake Areeya, she has to do this with me.’ She turned and
gently woke Areeya who smiled and came across and held my other hand.


‘What do you remember? Alex asked.


I told her that I could now remember most of what had happened to the
point where I had fallen into the water.

‘Well, after you and the pirate had gone over the back, I was screaming
and Areeya was still out of it, but her bleeding had at least stopped. I
let the tender loose and threw out all the life jackets and cushions I
could find just in case you could grab something. The pirates dropped
the tow and came back to see what had happened. I grabbed the rifle that
the pirate had dropped and let off a couple of bursts at them. I must
have hit someone because I heard a scream and their boat backed off. I
think they must have panicked because they disappeared into the dark and
never came back.’


I looked at Alex with new respect.


She went on, ‘I was frantic with worry about you but had to look after
Areeya. We must have drifted for a couple of hours and then we heard a
helicopter approaching with a searchlight underneath. The emergency
transponder you set off had worked and it had gone through to Areeya’s
father and he called the coastguard to come looking for us. Just about
the same time a coastguard boat appeared and hove to alongside. They
sent over a couple of guys and a medic who looked after Areeya.’


I squeezed Areeya’s hand and said, ‘I am so glad you are OK,’ She
squeezed back and said, Thank you, I too am thankful you are well,
James.’


Alex went on, ‘I told them about you and they radioed the helicopter
which went off to search for you. I heard later that they were about to
give up when they spotted you in the water. It seems you had managed to
grab a cushion and hung on to that. They managed to pluck you out of the
water but you were pretty far gone with blood loss and they flew you
straight to Samui and into hospital.’


‘So you saved my life by throwing the cushions into the water, thank you
for that.’ I was tearing up myself at this point.


‘But you saved all our lives, James, by doing what you did, that was the
bravest thing to do.’


‘I didn’t think we would have lasted long with the guy with rifle so I
just thought I had to do something. Going over the back off the boat
wasn’t in the plan.’ I smiled grimly at the memory. ‘I can’t remember
anything after going over the back of the boat.’


‘After Areeya and I got back to Samui, she called her father, who was
about to leave to fly here and he organised for Doctor Wichasak to fly
over with him as she had lots of experience with gunshot wounds from
time she spent time in the US.’


At the mention of the gunshot, I felt the throbbing in my side flare up
again.


‘You had lost a lot of blood and they weren’t sure you would pull
through,’ her lip began to tremble and I squeezed her hand, ‘You needed
a lot of blood to stabilise you but you hung in there and by the time
Doctor Wichasak got here you had a fighting chance. She said that you
had an enormous will to live and that helped pull you though.’


I squeezed both their hands and said, ‘Well I have a lot to live for,
and a lot to be thankful for.’ I think by now we were all in tears.


Alex said, ‘You’re pretty much up to date, now. You’ve been out cold for
about five days, as they kept you under to help the recovery from the
gunshot.’


I asked Areeya, ‘How are you? That looks dramatic.’


She said, ‘He hit me hard with the gun as he came aboard and I was
u*********s for a long time, Alex stopped my bleeding and I was only
just conscious when you tackled the pirate. It looks worse than it feels
now; I should have the bandage off today or tomorrow. Thank you for
being so brave, I think that saved all our lives.’

‘Can I thank your father please, Areeya?’


‘I rather think he wants to thank you,’ replied Areeya.


‘Oh my God, what about my work? I need to let them know’


‘Calm down, James, it’s all in hand. We told them and it’s fine. They
flew over a temp for your project so it’s all good. They told me that
you should take the time to recuperate and contact them when you feel up
to it. I’ll tell them you are awake again.’


I lay back as I suddenly felt exhausted. I think the truth about what
had happened had just hit me and it shook me up how close I had been to
death and to losing the two people that mattered most to me in the
world.

‘Alex said gently, ‘We’ll leave you to get some rest. If you’re not
careful I’ll bring you in some Lucozade tonight.’


‘Don’t you dare, I hate the stuff.’ I said.


‘I know,’ she said. She grinned and I knew Alex was back on form.


As they left I heard Areeya say, ‘Lucozade? Is that some kind of d**g?’


‘Yea, sort of...’ replied Alex.


I smiled and fell asleep.


I stayed in hospital for another three days. The bullet had entered
through my right side under my ribs and exited a bit higher on my back;
a few more centimetres to the left and I would not have survived. There
would be a scar but it could have been so much worse. Every day I felt a
little better and the second day after I came round I was walking with a
little help. I was weak more than anything and although the wound itself
was sore and the dressings had to be changed regularly, I was feeling so
much better.


On the third day they were happy to release me and Areeya had come to
collect me. Doctor Wichasak had flown back to Bangkok with Areeya’s
father on his company plane and I thanked everyone else who had looked
after me at the hospital. Areeya said her father would be flying down at
the weekend to visit all of us.


I collected my painkillers and walked out with a cane to support me, as
glad as I had ever been to breathe in the fresh air and to feel the
sunshine on my skin. Areeya said that Alex was waiting for us so we got
a taxi and headed off. It was early evening and I expected us to go back
to the flat but we drove straight past Koh Samui Blue and pulled up
outside Cockatoo 2. It was only as I got out that I noticed a big new
banner outside the bar. I said to Areeya, that looks new, what does it
say?


She smiled, ‘I will translate. It says ‘Welcome home James, You brave
and fearless warrior.’


You’re right; I blushed, this time down to the soles of my feet.


‘Areeya, that’s crazy, I am none of those things.’


‘James, we disagree. We think you are and we wish to say thank you for
your courage.’


I kissed her and mumbled a thank you in return.


Alex stood outside the bar beaming from ear to ear. She took my arm and
helped me up the step into the bar itself. ‘It’s just a little party to
welcome you back,’ she whispered. ‘Just a few friends and so on.’

I spotted Pao who waved happily, came across and gave me a kiss. ‘We
glad to see you Mister James.’


‘Thank you Pao, I am very glad to see you too,’ she beamed and glanced
quickly at Alex who smiled back at her.

Alex led me across to a seat at the bar and a glass of scotch appeared
from somewhere.


I looked concerned. ‘Don’t worry,’ Alex, said, ‘I checked and so long as
you don’t drink a bucketful it’s OK.’

As it seemed almost to be on doctor’s orders I took a healthy slug. The
party was in full swing and I was introduced to many of Alex and
Areeya’s friends. Pao had taken it upon herself to be my bodyguard for
the evening and kept people well away from my bad side. I was very fond
of her, especially as she kept my glass topped up with scotch.


The TV was not playing either the usual mix of sports and music videos
but what appeared to be a loop of film taken from a helicopter. I
realised with a start that I was watching footage that had been shot by
the coastguard helicopter which rescued us.


Areeya materialised next to me and said softly, ‘it’s been on the news
ever since it happened. Do you mind it playing here?’


I shook my head and she squatted down beside me, took my hand and I
watched fascinated as the footage played on the TV. There was commentary
in Thai but you didn’t need it to understand what had happened. From
above it showed the arrival of the Coast Guard cutter next to the
Cockatoo and crew jumping across. The camera zoomed in for a moment and
you could clearly see Areeya being treated by a medic and Alex smeared
in blood urgently talking to the crew and pointing out the back of the
boat. The helicopter then turned and flew off. The film was edited so
there were a few shots of the searchlight across a dark sea and then a
shout from a crew member and the camera zooming in on a figure in the
water hanging onto a cushion. It was with a jolt that I realised it was
me. A rescue swimmer plunged into the water, swam across to me, turned
and gave a thumbs up to the helicopter. He dragged me into a harness and
we were both winched up into the air.


It was only then that I realised the bar had gone quiet and people were
looking at me. Someone started to clap and then the whole bar joined in,
everyone clapping and cheering. I felt myself going red and tried to
make myself disappear. Alex was half crying and half laughing and Areeya
was in bits too. The three of us gathered together for a photograph and
smiled for the cameras, our arms round each other.


Everyone was happy and smiling, so why did I feel such a fraud?


Eventually, I began to tire so we said our goodbyes and left the party
still going strong. I went over to Pao and thanked her for looking after
me and gave her a kiss. She smiled shyly but looked very happy.


Alex was watching and said under her breath, ‘I knew I would have to
keep an eye on that one,’


I turned to her and said, ‘Pao is sweet, she means no harm,’


Alex laughed and said, ‘I didn’t mean her, I meant you.’


We got a cab back to the flat even though it wasn’t far but I don’t
think I could have made the walk. They both had to help me up the stairs
to the flat and by the time I had reached the top I was bushed. We had a
last drink on the balcony watching the sea lap onto the beach and it was
strange to think that these quiet waves were part of the same ocean that
had nearly claimed my life.


Alex asked quietly if I wanted to sleep alone tonight and I told her
that I had enough of sleeping by myself for a while. She nodded and
said, ‘Let’s get you to bed first, shall we? Do you want to shower
tonight?’

‘No. Just to use the loo, I can shower in the morning.’


I managed to get to the loo with not much trouble, took a painkiller and
made it back to the bed on my own. Alex was in the bathroom and Areeya
helped me to remove my jeans as I was still unable to bend much. I felt
no embarrassment in front of her now and she gently helped me onto the
bed. Alex came out of the bathroom in her robe and Areeya passed her on
the way in. She sat on the side of the bed and for the first time had a
chance to look at the wound. There was still a small dressing covering
it and she traced the line between the entry and exit wounds with her
finger.


‘Were you frightened?’ she asked.


I thought for a moment, ‘After I fell in I honestly can’t remember a
thing, but I’m sure I would have been.’

‘And when you went for the guy with the gun?’


‘I was more scared of not doing something, I think. I thought we would
be dead if we just stood there and I was scared of dying that way, so
doing nothing wasn’t an option. I wasn’t brave, just desperate.’


She shrugged off her robe and this time she was naked underneath it. She
slipped into bed on my bad side and snuggled as close as she could
without touching. She sat up and kissed me.


‘I’m so glad I didn’t lose you. And what you did was the bravest thing
that any man could have done,’ she whispered.


Areeya came out of the bathroom at that moment and headed for the other
bedroom.


‘Areeya, wait,’ I called out to her. ‘Would you please stay with us,
please? I want us to be together tonight.’

Areeya looked at Alex and she nodded her agreement. I squeezed Alex’s
hand to say thank you.


‘James, are you sure?’ Areeya said.


Areeya, it would mean a lot to me if you would.’


She dimmed the lights and dropped her robe to the floor by the bed. I
saw she too was naked as she slipped into the bed beside me. She cuddled
up to me and she reached out for my hand and we kissed.


‘My turn to say thank you,’ I said.


I lay there between the two of them and listened to them as their
breathing gradually slowed and they drifted off to sleep.


I found it difficult to fall asleep; for what I had not told the two
girls was that ever since I had come round in the hospital I would wake
up in the night with a nightmare. I was the one left on the boat this
time and Alex and Areeya were in the water drifting off into the
darkness. They were looking right at me as they slowly disappeared from
sight but I was rooted to the spot, unable to move my arms or legs or
even to cry out. As they finally were lost from sight, I would wake up
covered in sweat.


I hoped that having them close tonight would bring some relief.


I woke to the sound of the waves outside, and the smell of coffee. I was
alone in the bed and I had no idea what time it was, but the sun was
already strong through the blinds. It was a few minutes before I
realised that I had slept through without waking up and for the first
time for a long while I was feeling refreshed.

Alex was sitting at the desk using the MacBook and Areeya was nowhere to
be seen. She had her robe on, her hair was up in a knot on her head and
I was surprised to see a pair of elegant glasses perched on her nose.

‘Mmm, ‘ I said, ‘I like that high powered woman executive look.’


She started as she heard me speak, and whipped off the glasses. ‘Steady
tiger, we don’t want to pop our stitches this early in the morning, do
we? I see someone is feeling better today.’


I smiled, yawned and stretched and then winced.


‘OK, not so much a tiger, more a raggedy arsed tom cat by the look of
it,’ she grinned as she walked across, knelt by the bed and gave me a
passionate kiss.


‘Mmm, nice, but what’s that for?’ I asked.


She held her hand up and counted off on her fingers, ‘One, I love you.
Two, you’re the best looking bloke in the room. Three, that was so nice
what you did with Areeya last night. Four, I can dream it’s Hugh Grant
waking up in my bed and fifth, I’m feeling horny.’


I laughed and kissed her back. ‘I need a shower, where is Areeya?’


‘Out at the boat, she’s supervising repairs to it this morning.’ Alex
said as she walked back to the desk.

‘OK, mind if I head to the shower?’ I yawned again.


‘Knock yourself out,’ she said, and then quickly, ‘Oh my God, I didn’t
mean that, my mouth works quicker than my brain sometimes.’


I said, ‘I know how fast your mouth works.’


‘Mmm,’ she said, ‘I’m looking forward to seeing how quickly yours can
work, sweetie.’


I laughed and walked slowly across to the bathroom.


I had learnt how to shower myself to keep the dressings dry, but with a
bit of luck they would come off in the next couple of days. I had turned
on the water and was waiting for it to warm up and I heard the door
open. I turned round and there was Alex in her robe, hair still up on
her head and wearing her power dressing glasses.

She said in very husky voice, ‘Ever had that fantasy where the mousy
looking girl takes off her glasses, lets her hair down and turns into a
stripper? As she said this she shook out her hair, threw the glasses in
the corner of the bathroom and let the robe drop to the floor.’


Hand on hip, she said, ‘Will I do?’


I managed to grab her without falling over completely and drew her into
me for a very long kiss.


‘I take it that’s a yes, then, sir?’


‘Oh, yea, that’s a big fat yes.’


She led me into the shower which was big enough for about five people
without even touching the sides. It was a big rain forest shower with a
glass wall separating the shower from the rest of the bathroom. Alex
led me under the shower head and began to wash me with some beautifully
scented shower gel and a wash cloth. I tell you, it is possibly the most
decadent feeling in the world to be washed by someone else. Of course,
Alex made sure it was an all over shower. She started washing my chest
carefully avoiding the dressings and then over my back.


She moved to my cock and then my balls and I had my eyes close and
wishing this was a cold shower. Inevitably, my cock decided all on its
own to react and began to stiffen in her hands. She grinned, gave me a
quick peck on the lips and turned her attention to my bum. She washed
each cheek in turn giving each a kiss before moving the cloth slowly up
and down my crack and suddenly I felt a finger gently rubbing me back
there. This was something very new for me and I started to turn round
and she said very firmly, ‘Don’t turn round. Stay where you are.’ Her
other hand came round and started to stroke my cock which by this time
was pointing true north. She continued to rub her soapy finger around my
rosebud, still managing to stroke my cock. I could feel her tits up
against my back and could also feel her cock against the back of my
thighs.


The sum total of these feelings was literally making me weak at the
knees. This was an assault on my senses that was pushing me to my
limits. Her finger, slippery with soap, now slid its way into my hole as
she kept up a steady rhythm on my cock.


‘OOOhhhh,’ I heard myself say as her finger slipped just a little bit
further in and my knees buckled even more. One finger became two, and
somewhere in my head that little dark voice said ‘Stop, this is wrong’
and the light voice said ‘It feels so good, it can’t be bad.’


Sensing I was close to a climax, Alex withdrew her fingers turned me
round and pushed me up against the glass shower wall. She dropped to her
knees and took my cock into her mouth. I felt it slide deeper than it
had before as she took the whole length into her mouth. Her tongue was
swirling around the head and as she pulled back she flicked her tongue
underneath and I nearly lost it there and then. She was a master at
knowing when to hold back to prolong the pleasure and when to rev things
up. She focused on the head, sucking and licking it with her lips and
tongue. I looked down at her and she looked me straight back into my
eyes and that did it for me. She knew and began to stroke my cock and I
felt that warm sensation come up from my groin and straight into my
cock. I came with a grunt and my legs nearly gave way.


Alex took all my cum into her mouth and then stood up to face me. She
kissed me hard on the lips, her tongue opening up my lips and I suddenly
realised this time she hadn’t swallowed and was pushing my cum into my
mouth. I gagged a little as I tasted it on my tongue but Alex kept her
lips locked over mine until I was forced to swallow. She broke the kiss
and pushed her middle finger into my mouth and I rolled my tongue over
and around it. We stood there for several minutes as she moved her
finger in and out as licked and sucked it.

‘Not so bad, is it?’ she whispered.




8


Alex shut off the water and we dried each other off. Alex slipped her
robe back on and I just wrapped a towel around my waist. We returned to
the bedroom where I sat on the edge of the bed. There was something I
needed to do and I felt if I didn’t do it now I may never have the
courage again. I asked Alex to come over and she stood in front of me
with a quizzical look on her face. I moved my legs apart so I could
reach out and pull her close to me. Without saying anything I reached up
and undid the tie on her robe and it fell open. My eyes locked on hers
as I reached out and placed my hands gently on her breasts. I could feel
the nipples harden under my hands and I knew just how much Alex enjoyed
having them touched. She moaned softly and I played with her nipples for
a while, and she began to move her hips in a slow rhythm.


Her cock was pretty much level with my face as I sat on the edge of the
bed and I could see it begin to harden as she grew more aroused. I
dropped my hands from her breasts and I leant forwards slightly and
kissed the tip of her cock. She jumped at the touch and that made her
cock quiver, but I couldn’t afford to laugh and spoil the mood.


‘Oh baby, ‘she cooed, ‘you don’t need to do that.’


‘I want to do it, and I need to do it now,’ I said as I looked up to
her.


Her eyes were full of hope and worry as she twisted her lip between her
teeth.


‘Just be patient with me,’ I said.


She nodded and kept looking down at me.


I tried to remember what she had done to me and what had given me the
most pleasure. Men should be the world’s best at sucking cocks as we
know what works for us. We expect women to throw themselves without
hesitation onto our cocks yet it’s something that most men would never
contemplate doing. Yes, we will go down on our women but to do what they
do to us is simply beyond the pale. I loved Alex and if that meant
anything, this was something that couldn’t be ignored as it was part of
her. She wanted to give me pleasure and I wanted to give her pleasure
back. It was as simple as that. I was as nervous as a kitten but I knew
this was something that I wanted to do and that I had to do it right
now.


I kissed the tip again and Alex almost involuntarily moved her hips
forwards and her cock slid away from my lips and down the side of my
face. I heard her whisper ‘Sorry, baby’ and she pulled back a little. I
reached out with one hand and began to gently stroke the shaft and again
it twitched and seemed to grow harder so I opened my lips and took the
head into my mouth. I don’t know why but I was surprised at how soft and
warm and spongy it felt. I recalled what Alex had done to me and I began
to lick the head with my tongue and I rocked my head back and forward so
that the head slid gently in and out of my lips. That dark voice in my
head was saying ‘You’re sucking a cock’ and the other said ‘Yeah, so
what? You love her’


‘Yes, yes, please,’ she moaned and her head was thrown backwards as she
began to arch her back.


I was still stroking the shaft and I flicked my tongue on the little
spot under the head which gets me going every time and I was gratified
to feel Alex twitch as I did so. She moaned again and her hands came
down to rest on my head.


‘Baby, that’s so good, I really love that’ she was encouraging me and
she was breathing harder now.


I remembered pleading with my ex to keep her teeth out of the way, not
that she always did, so I made sure to be careful with Alex. She was now
getting seriously aroused and I as I took her cock into my mouth again I
could feel the hardness grow beneath the softness of the skin. I started
to move my head backwards and forwards faster and faster as I felt her
cock getting harder.


‘Ayyee,’ Alex moaned and I felt I must be getting something right.


I kept one hand wrapped around the shaft and she was now thrusting her
hips backwards and forwards not always in time with me but it seemed to
be doing the trick. She began to pant and her movements accelerated and
I felt her cock begin to twitch. I was scared she was going to come in
my mouth but as her legs buckled, she said, ’Urrggh, I’m coming,’ she
pulled out of my mouth and her cum flew out over my chest. She almost
fell but kept her feet and I leant forward one more time and kissed the
quivering tip and licked the cum that was still emerging from her slit.


I looked up into her eyes, smiled and said, ‘You taste nice too.’


Alex was about to leap onto my lap but remembered at the last moment
that might not be a good idea and instead pulled me up to my feet, threw
her arms around my neck and gave me a huge kiss.


‘James, that was fabulous. Are you sure you haven’t done that before?
Suspiciously good for a first time if you ask me. Oh, you just made me
so very happy.’


I had to laugh to see her so excited.


‘I’m sorry, I don’t think that was very good, but I seemed to get
something right.’ I said.


‘James, that was perfect, I loved it, but let’s get you cleaned up.’


I had forgotten that I still had cum all over my chest. She ran to the
bathroom and came back with the cloth and carefully wiped my chest.


She said, ‘I’m sorry about that, I was aiming for your face.’ She saw me
look and said, ‘I’m joking, I was in no shape to aim anything. It’s
lucky it didn’t hit the window.’


We both collapsed in giggles at that and she kissed me again.


‘Was it so bad?’ she asked.


I thought for a moment, shrugged my shoulders and said, ‘Well, it was
alright, but I don’t think I'll be trying it again soon.’


Her face fell but I couldn’t keep a straight face and started to giggle.


‘Bastard, bastard, bastard’ she shouted and went to hit me and pulled
back just in time.


‘I am tempted to pull your stitches out with my tweezers,’ she
threatened.


She said she had to go do some work in the office downstairs but that I
was free to use the MacBook if I wished. She dressed quickly and gave me
a last kiss and was about to walk through the door when she stopped and
looked back.


‘Oh, and don’t forget Kritsada is coming this evening to see us. We’re
going to have drinks up here and then we’ll have dinner in the
restaurant.’ With that, she waved goodbye and skipped down the stairs.
I made myself a coffee, still with the towel around me, and settled down
on one of the loungers.


So how did I feel about what had just happened?


I honestly didn't know what to think about what I had just done. I
hadn’t disliked it and I truly enjoyed giving Alex the pleasure she had
obviously had. I knew how much I enjoyed what she did to me so why
should it be any different for me? I knew I was pushing at my boundaries
in a way that would have been inconceivable just a couple of weeks ago.
I was slowly beginning to realise that what had happened on the boat and
afterwards had changed the way I now looked at life. Life was not
something that would go on and on forever. Life could change in an
instant, and it could be over in an instant too. Things that I had
previously regarded as fixed were, in fact, fluid and I needed to
embrace that if I was to enjoy my second chance at life. Plans that we
make can be dashed too easily. As the proverb has it ‘Man plans and God
laughs.’


I began to wonder what further boundaries I was going to challenge in
the future. I also realised I hadn’t blushed at all this morning - that
had to be progress.


Alex had remembered to cancel my hotel room and had arranged for my
stuff to be picked up and brought over to the flat. So for the first
time in more than a week I had something more than a pair of jeans to
wear. So I found a pair of shorts and slipped on a fresh t-shirt.


I had deliberately not checked my email since the boat trip and now
found my inbox was crammed. The video of the rescue had gone viral and
of course my name was all over it. I googled ‘Cockatoo rescue’ as well
as a few other phrases and couldn’t believe the coverage that the rescue
had received. Alex and Areeya had seemingly screened me from the worst
of it while I was in hospital but I had to face up to it now. A lot of
the mail was from friends saying they had seen the video and wanted to
know if I was OK. Some of it was from crazies who probably stalked
anybody with a little celebrity, even temporary celebrity.


There were offers for me to endorse products or requests for money to
help a sick relative together with several offers from women, and a
couple of men, asking me to marry them. There were requests for
interviews from almost everywhere, which I definitely wouldn’t be doing.
The dross I simply binned and put together a simple answer to my friends
and acquaintances thanking them for their concern and assuring them that
things were getting much better now.


There was even one from my ex, telling me how worried she was and did I
want her to fly out to Thailand to look after me. Now, that could make
for an interesting visit. Maybe she could walk in on me in bed with
Alex? That would be classically ironic after what she had done. But,
imagining what Alex’s reaction would be, I decided I didn’t have a death
wish so politely declined her kind offer.


There were a few messages from work assuring me that I should get well
before coming back to work. I sensed they were actually slyly happy
about the publicity the firm had got from me being mentioned so much.
There was even a press release from them saying how pleased they were
that I was OK and that I had been working in Thailand for them, yada,
yada, yada... Typically there was an email from HR griping about the
cost of my medical treatment.


More importantly, there were a couple from the temporary project manager
who had arrived in Bangkok. She was asking if she could speak to me
about the project if I was well enough to give her a call. I didn’t
recognise her name, Samantha White, but it was a big company, so not so
surprising.


I decided that was a priority so I gave her a call on the mobile and
managed to speak to her even though the connection was poor. She wanted
to bring me up to date on the project and to agree what to do next. This
we weren’t going to do well over a terrible connection, so I suggested
that as I was not yet cleared to fly to Bangkok, could she should fly
down to Samui and have a status meeting over here. She loved the idea
and could she fly down tomorrow? I was a bit surprised that she was so
eager, but the sooner the better, so I agreed. She would text me her
flight and hotel arrangements later on.


Alex and Areeya arrived back together and you know you can always tell
when women have shared a secret. They have these little looks between
each other that mean ‘We know something.’ Either that, or men are just
naturally paranoid. Anyway, I was pretty sure Alex had told Areeya what
had happened that morning. Not that I cared. I knew that Alex kept
nothing from Areeya and vice versa.


I had moved out to the balcony and was lying on one of the loungers.
They came and sat next to each other on the lounger next to mine. Areeya
said that the repairs to the boat were going well. The engines had been
drained and cleaned of the dirty fuel and the batteries replaced and the
wiring checked and replaced too. There had been some damage to the
superstructure from the burst from the AK47 and that was being done too.
She said her father was furious about the fuel and had already moved the
contract to another supplier and was looking into the possibility of
suing the previous one.


Areeya asked me how my side was and I said it was so much better today.
Alex, of course, chipped in to say that I had enjoyed a little light
exercise this morning and that must have helped. Areeya smiled
enigmatically at this and so I absolutely knew Alex had told her. She
asked if she could see it so I pulled up my t-shirt and showed her. Like
Alex before her, Areeya ran her fingers along the track of the bullet
and her touch on my skin was electrifying. Her fingers were feathery
light and she was almost caressing my skin and I shivered from the
touch.


I saw a wicked smile come over Alex’s face as she watched Areeya
touching me, and she suddenly pulled Areeya onto her lap and kissed her
full on the lips. Areeya kissed back and right in front of me they began
to make out. This was getting very hot and I started to squirm in my
seat as they continued to kiss each other. Alex put her hand beneath
Areeya’s t-shirt and began to caress her breasts. Areeya broke the kiss
and in one fluid move pulled her t-shirt up and over her head. She
grabbed Alex’s head and pulled her face onto the left breast and I could
see Alex’s tongue dart out and flick the nipple. I was stunned. The
sight of these two making love right in front of my eyes was
breathtaking.


Alex stopped sucking Areeya’s breast and said, ‘what are you waiting
for? There’s another one of these you can use.’


I didn’t need a second invitation and I moved across to the other
lounger and I started to kiss Areeya’s other breast. I felt Areeya’s
hand on her my head and I started to nip her nipple with my teeth. I
could feel Alex's face next to mine as she continued to attack Areeya's
other nipple. Alex broke off and turned her face to me and we kissed,
tongues instantly duelling with each other. Areeya pulled my head away
from Alex and she kissed me as Alex went back to kneading and sucking
her breasts. I pulled back and tried to pull my t-shirt off but couldn’t
manage to get my arms above my head.


Alex paused long enough to drag my shirt over my head and said simply,
‘bedroom, now!’ and literally dragged Areeya and me though the door and
to the bedroom. I'm not sure who was kissing who as we stumbled our way
to the bed. Hands were everywhere as we collapsed on the bed; someone
was tugging at my shorts as I was trying to get Alex's blouse undone.
She was kissing me and managed to get her hands inside my shorts and
released my cock which stood straight up. Areeya had slipped off her own
shorts by now and she pushed me onto my back on the bed. Alex
immediately took my cock into her mouth and started to suck it hard.


Areeya straddled me facing towards Alex and moved so that her pussy was
right over my mouth. I raised my head and started to lick along her
slit; she was already wet and my tongue found its way between her lips
to where her clit was waiting. Areeya was now moaning and pushing down
on me as I teased her clit between my lips and sucked hard on it.


Alex was still sucking my cock, using her mouth almost like a vacuum
cleaner. I felt her finger rubbing my rosebud and then she slipped a
finger deep into my hole. The dual attack on my cock and hole was
scrambling my wits. Areeya suddenly moved off me and ordered, ‘fuck me,
fuck me now.’ She got down on her hands and knees, Alex let go of my
cock and pushed me behind Areeya. I sank to my knees and lined my cock
up with Areeya's pussy. I was so hard and she was so wet that I slipped
straight into her. I groaned as I drove into her and she began to push
back on me. Areeya's head was at the edge of the bed and Alex moved in
front of Areeya, slid down her knickers and pushed her cock into
Areeya's mouth.


I was driving my cock hard into Areeya's pussy and she was now sucking
hard on Alex. The sights and sounds in front of me were driving me to
yet another level of ecstasy. Alex leaned forwards and we kissed over
Areeya's back. I was so aroused that I knew I wouldn't last much longer.


Areeya started to buck and groan and I guessed she was ready to come.
Alex pulled out of Areeya's mouth and began to use her hand on herself.
I picked up the pace even more and exploded into Areeya's pussy, she
tensed and then her release came and she yelled ‘oh fuck, oh fuck…..’

Areeya flopped to the bed and as she did so Alex grunted and her cum
splashed over Areeya’s face. Alex bent down and began licking the cum
from Areeya; that sight of that made me hard all over again. Alex
motioned me over, kissed me and I tasted her cum one more time today.


The three of us lay there trying to catch our breath as we recovered our
senses. In all my life I had not felt such intensity and a****l passion.
I had been taken to an entirely new level of emotional and sensual
experience. I had thought my nerve endings were on fire and I had speed
racing through my veins.


Alex leaned over and kissed me first and then Areeya. We smiled at each
other and then Alex began to giggle which set me off and then suddenly
we were all laughing.


Eventually, we calmed down and Areeya went off to get cleaned up and
Alex and I cuddled together on the bed.

‘Did you enjoy that?’ She asked.


‘Are you serious?’ I said, ‘that was just about the most extreme thing I
have ever done.’


Alex laughed, ‘oh baby, you have a lot to learn, we've only just got
started.’




9


Areeya came back into the room, gave me a kiss and sat down on the sofa
with Alex and me. I wanted to know a little more about her father before
meeting him this evening. He was flying in from Bangkok on the company
plane and would only be here overnight to have dinner with us. I asked
Areeya about her father and she said he was really looking forward to
meeting me this evening. I said that I would be honoured to meet her
father and was there anything I should know about him before we met.
There was a little glance between the pair of them that I almost didn’t
catch, but it didn’t seem to mean anything.


Areeya smiled and said that we both shared a taste for good scotch and
so they kept a bottle of 24 year old GlenDronach reserved for his use. I
asked her for a quick summary of his career. He had left Samui as soon
as he could after school and joined the army in Bangkok, had risen
rapidly through the ranks in Thailand, spent a year seconded to the CIA
in the states and finished his army career as a Major in army
intelligence. Areeya said he had met her mother while he was still in
the army when she had been a traditional Thai dancer and Areeya had been
born a year later. He had been a keen Muay Thai boxer, now owned a
training gym and also sponsored some kick boxers.


Areeya believed that he had built a network of powerful contacts whilst
he was in the army and he used this to build his business once he left.
He had been devoted to her mother and when she died in a car accident in
Bangkok, he became obsessed with protecting Areeya. She said he had
business interests in property as well as electronics and, of course,
some clubs and bars. She thought that was probably enough to be going on
with, and anyway, she and Alex had to get ready before he arrived.


It would be a relatively informal dinner so she assured me that trousers
and a shirt would be ideal. Luckily, I had brought a respectable pair of
trousers and a decent dress shirt with me so I felt I was good to go. It
was obvious that Areeya was excited to be seeing her father but I
couldn't fathom Alex’s mood. It was nothing I could put my finger on but
she seemed to regard it with less enthusiasm than Areeya. Both of them
had to get ready and I knew that would take some time, so I had a quick
shower and a shave, grabbed a beer and retreated to the balcony to watch
the sunset and to listen to some Miles Davis.


Alex was the first to emerge onto the balcony; she had put her hair up
in a formal style and wore a beautifully tailored linen sleeveless
‘little black dress’, a simple string of pearls around her neck. Some
very expensive looking heels finished off the outfit. She looked so
beautiful standing there in the fading light of the afternoon.


She saw me staring and said, 'what?'


'You look stunning,' I said and for the first time I had ever seen, she
blushed.


'Yes,' she said, 'I scrub up quite well, I guess. But this girl needs a
drink. Can you be a love and get me a gin and tonic?' She still seemed a
little ill at ease, and again I wondered why.


'One G&T coming right up.'


As I came back out with the drink for Alex, Areeya appeared on the
balcony. I literally stopped in my tracks when I saw her. She was
wearing what I can only describe as a combination of traditional Thai
dress and western haute couture. It was tailored to show off her
wonderful figure yet also appeared demure at the same time. It had a
long skirt with a sleeveless top, made of rich blue silk with red and
gold accents and she wore gold jewellery on her wrist and around her
neck.


Alex grinned and said, 'OK James, you can close your mouth now and give
me my drink, please.’


I jumped as I realised I had been staring and said, 'Sorry, but you both
look ravishing tonight,'


'Nice save,' said Alex and Areeya laughed and asked for a juice so I
dashed off to the kitchen to get one.

Areeya used her mobile to call the restaurant staff and they arrived
with an ice bucket and a bottle of champagne nestling in it as well as a
three quarters full bottle of whisky, which I assumed was Kritsada's
private stash of GlenDronach. One of the waitresses for the restaurant
remained on the balcony to serve the drinks later on.


I felt distinctly underdressed compared to the girls but they said what
I was wearing was fine. Areeya's phone rang, 'I guess that's him,' and
walked slowly down the stairs to collect her father. I saw Alex breathe
out as if trying to release some tension and smoothed her hands down her
dress in a nervous gesture. I couldn't work out why she was acting like
this.


'Are you alright?' I asked.


'Yes, yes, I'm fine,' she snapped and then said, ‘sorry, sorry, I'm
always a little tense before I see him. He underwrites our loan for this
place so it's important that I keep him happy.'


'Oh, OK, this is him, I think,' as I heard the sound of footsteps on the
stairs.


I had no idea of what I expected Kritsada to be like but as he jumped up
the stairs in front of Areeya I could see that he was very different
from her. She was graceful and elegant and he was more like a restless
ball of energy that radiated outwards to affect everyone. The comparison
with Areeya was marked and I can only presume she took after her mother.
He was tall for a Thai, his hair cropped short and from his bearing it
was obvious that he had been in the military.


You could see he was used to being the centre of attention and this
occasion was no exception. He strode across the balcony to me and shook
my hand in one of those handshakes using both hands that always make me
think someone is trying a bit too hard.


Areeya arrived at his side and said, 'Father, may I introduce Khun
James, and James, this is my father, Khun Kritsada.'


He was pumping my hand vigorously and looking me straight in the eye. It
sounds silly but there was definitely a bit of alpha male posturing
going on here. I kept the eye contact, placed my hand over his, smiled
and said,' Sawasdee Khun Kritsada, it is an honour to meet the esteemed
father of my friend.'


He seemed happy that his little challenge had been met and he smiled
even more broadly. He clapped me on the shoulder and said, 'James,
please, it's just Kritsada and I am delighted to meet you.’ His English
was very clear and precise as you would expect from an officer.


We all jumped a little as the waitress popped the champagne cork and
prepared to pour some into tall champagne glasses.


'James, I understand from my daughter that you too are a whisky drinker,
no?'


‘Yes, that's true it is a weakness of mine, I'm afraid.' I said.


He laughed and said, 'never let it be said that whisky is a weakness, my
friend, it shows true character in a man. Let's leave the froth to the
girls shall we, and have a proper drink.'


Areeya nodded to the waitress, who delivered two glasses of champagne to
the girls and then started to pour the whisky.


'Make sure, they are proper measures too. I have a brought a fresh
bottle with me so we won't run out.' He was used to command and he was
not shy about doing so.


He turned to Alex, 'Alex, I am so sorry, I haven't said hello to you
yet.’ He moved across to embrace her and I swear I saw an almost
imperceptible flinch as he put his arms around her.


'That's OK, Kritsada. I am always delighted to see you, are you well?’


'Oh, yes, Alex, most definitely well, thank you. Now let's get this
whisky, shall we?'


The waitress brought a across a silver server with two large measures of
whisky. Kritsada took both and handed one to me and then sniffed his
glass and sighed with pleasure.


'Ah, I can smell the peat that was in the water they used to make this.
Heaven. Tell me what you think, James. Or do you want some ice or water
or soda?' The waitress was hovering.


'Thank you, Kritsada, I take it neat I'm afraid.'


He smiled ever more broadly and almost bellowed, 'excellent, me too.' He
turned to the girls and said, 'I like this fellow more and more.'


I held the glass up to the light and it was beautifully clear and
bright. I brought the glass to my nose and there was a lovely nutty
scent in the aroma; it was light but with infinite depth. I took a sip
and the first taste was as if I was sitting in a pub in the Highlands,
with a wood fire roaring in the corner and a howling gale outside. The
second taste made me think the flavour of wood smoke from a fire burning
somewhere in the far distance.


Kritsada said, 'well, what do you think?'


I turned to him and said, 'sir, this is just the best whisky I have ever
tasted. I envy the Angels their share of this.'


Kritsada beamed as it’s always nice to be praised for your good taste.


‘Well said, James, well said. It’s a 24 year old GlenDornach Grandeur,
aged in sherry casks. I love it.’


‘Good, good,’ he was all smiles. ‘Now, girls let us drink a toast to our
James, who was so brave in what he did on the Cockatoo.’ He raised his
glass and the girls followed suit. ‘To James, thank you from the bottom
of my heart for saving the life of my treasured daughter and Alex. I
will always be in your debt.’


He drank from his glass and the two girls followed. I felt I had to say
something.


‘Kritsada, I do appreciate your sentiment and I was glad to be a play a
part in what happened but I don’t think it’s right to say that I saved
their lives.’


Kritsada laughed, ‘It’s true what they say about Englishmen, they are
brave and modest.’


I am sure that nobody says that about Englishmen, but I had to say what
I felt.


‘Kritsada, please forgive me for saying this but I don’t think I was
brave, I was frightened for us all and it seemed there was only one
thing I could do. It could have all gone horribly wrong. Alex and your
daughter may have died because of what I did. Alex played as much a part
as me by distracting the pirate and then firing the rifle to scare away
the pirate boat, and if it had not been for you alerting the coastguard
so quickly, it might not have worked out all.’ I ran out of steam but I
had said what I had been thinking ever since the boat trip.


‘Young man, I hope you don’t mind me calling you that, but I do have the
edge on you in age and experience. You are right; everything may have
gone horribly wrong as you said. But it did not, and, therefore, we are
spared the concerns of what might have been. Many lesser men than you
would have rolled the dice and decided that the odds would be better for
themselves by doing nothing. You, on the other hand, decided to stake
everything on action. You risked your life to protect that of my
daughter and Alex. You did not think for your own safety, but only
theirs. If you had not thought more of them than yourself, then you
would have risked nothing and done nothing.


The ability to think clearly and then act under extreme pressure is a
talent that few men are privileged to have. I sense you may feel guilty
for having taken such a risk and then thinking what might have happened
if your action had not been successful. Let us imagine that the worst
had happened and your attack failed; it would have not made you any less
brave or any more responsible for what might have happened in any way
whatsoever.


As a direct result of the course of action you took, the worst was
averted and you all survived. What you did, James, was bravery of the
highest calibre. You almost lost your life to preserve others. It was
your courage that set in train what happened. Yes, I, in a small way,
and Alex here in a much bigger direct way played our parts, but it was
you that made it possible. That’s why you must forget any doubts you
have and I am grateful for what you did. I salute you, James.’


Kritsada stood and raised his glass, Alex and Areeya both now in tears
stood as well and said ‘To James.’

‘Sir, I thank you for those kind words. I will also be eternally
grateful that we all came through it.’ His words had hit home with me
and they had lifted a heavy weight from me.


‘James, if there is ever any way I may of service to you, please do not
hesitate to ask.’


He turned to Alex and said, ‘My dear Alex, I am afraid that I am going
to have to drag you away from your friends and splendid business here
for a few days. It seems that we have a few small, shall we say, issues,
in Bangkok that require your specialist knowledge. I assure you it won’t
take up more than, say, three days of your time. It does mean, however,
that you will have to accompany me to Bangkok tomorrow on our plane and,
of course, we will fly you back the same way, when our business is
completed.’ Kritsada was smiling as he said this, but his voice let us
know that there would be no argument about what should happen,


Alex looked down at the table and then looked anywhere else but at me,
‘Of course, Kritsada, I am always happy to help with your business
issues.


We sat and chatted on the balcony for a while longer. Kritsada was a
good story teller and he had us roaring with laughter with stories of
Areeya as a small girl. She apparently had been a real little princess
growing up and it was obvious that he still doted on her. It was
understandable that he would be different with Alex, but even with all
the laughter I was sensing that there was an underlying tension in the
relationship. It struck me quite suddenly that there may have something
personal between them in the past, strange as that might seem but who
knows what might have happened in Alex's days in Bangkok.


We eventually moved down to the restaurant and the dinner was even
better, if that were possible, than on the first night I ate there with
Alex. Here she was in her element as a hostess and it was clear this was
her domain. She had real talent in running the restaurant. Every dish
that arrived on our table was beautifully cooked and presented and the
meal passed very enjoyably. I had to apologise to Kritsada as we
finished the whisky at the table but he said that he had brought another
bottle with him and it was a fitting tribute for two people who enjoyed
it so much to send it on its way.


We finished off with coffee and Kritsada said that it was late for an
old man like him and he should go to his hotel now and be ready for the
flight back to Bangkok tomorrow. He kissed Areeya and then Alex and
reminded her that she was to accompany him on the Flight. Alex this time
just nodded and said she would be there in time for the flight.


He came over to me and shook my hand warmly and said again that he was
sorry to take Alex away but she would be back in three days. When you
are next in Bangkok, James, we will renew our acquaintance over some
more whisky. He asked Areeya to ride with him to the hotel as there was
some family business he needed to discuss with her. She kissed Alex and
I goodnight and told us she would see us in the morning.


Alex and I sat for a while on the balcony, her head resting on my
shoulder, a night cap whisky for me and glass of wine for her. We
watched the night sky for a while in silence and I asked her why she

seems so on edge with Kritsada.


‘Did it show?’ she asked a little anxiously.


‘Not to him, I think,’ i replied, ‘but it seemed to me you were a little
wary,’


Alex was silent for a while and then said, ‘He’s a powerful man, James.
He can be extraordinarily charming as he was tonight but, between you
and me, there is a hard street thug beneath the sophistication. You
would not want to cross him. If you make an agreement with him you need
to make sure you understand every tiny aspect of it, because he will
make you stick to it. He will do the same in return but he demands his
pound of flesh for sure.’


‘Is that why you have to go to Bangkok with him?’ I asked



I felt her stiffen slightly as she said, ‘Yes, he has some trouble with
the clubs and bars from time to time and he uses me as his
trouble-shooter in them. It is part of the agreement we have for him to
under