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"Hey, didn't you say Areeya was going to join us?"
Alex looked straight into my eyes and said, "Yes, she did, she's sitting
just over there."
I whirled around to follow where Alex was pointing and Areeya sat just a
few yards away from where Alex and I had been. My heart nearly jumped
into my throat with shock.
"What the hell? Was she there all the time we were, you know?" I was
babbling again.
Alex took me by the arm and said, "Yes, of course, she was. We don't keep
anything from each other. Oh, James I think you've had another shock
today." That was putting it mildly. More like two near cardiac arrests
within a few hours I would say.
"Jesus, is there anyone bloody else there? The cook or the waitress, for
example?"
Alex laughed, 'I'm surprised to hear you say that, James, but if you want
them to watch next time, that could be arranged." By this time I couldn't
tell if she was joking or not. Next time, of course, carried an
implication that I didn't want to face right now.
She led me by the arm towards Areeya. She rose, smiling, from the chair
with that extraordinary grace of hers.
Quite bizarrely in the circumstances, she made a wai to me and equally
bizarrely, I made one back. Me and my bloody manners.
Areeya came to stand in front of me and reaching up kissed me on the
cheek.
"Kap kun ka, thank you, James," she said softly in Thai then English.
"Thank you? What for, Areeya?" I was baffled.
"For making Alex happy, James." Her smile was so genuine that I had to
smile back.
Alex squealed with joy and pulled Areeya into a massive hug, "Oh, Areeya,
I do love you. James, isn't she just the best?" To say I was bemused was
about the understatement of the year. Areeya had just sat and watched her
girlfriend give a blow job to a man who had walked into their lives only
a few hours earlier and she was thanking him for it. Nothing in my life
so far had prepared me for this kind of relationship. I felt I might have
fallen down a rabbit hole into a parallel universe.
"Areeya, I don't know what to say." I felt I had to say something, if
only that I didn't know what to say.
Alex still had her arm around Areeya and was smiling just like a cat who
with two bowls of cream. Areeya said something to Alex in Thai and Alex
nodded.
Alex took hold of my hand and still holding Areeya round that waist said,
"And I would like to thank James also for what he said about not wanting
to hurt either Areeya or I. That was just what I would have expected my
gentleman to say, so thank you."
Areeya smiled and said, "That was very sweet of you, James. That made me
happy too."
"You're both welcome," I said and immediately screamed to myself, what an
idiotic thing to say.
"I think we should all head for bed now. It's been a long and tiring day.
And at least two of us have to do some work tomorrow. Or I mean today
really," Alex announced.
"Look, wouldn't it be better if I went back to the hotel so you two can
get some rest?" I offered.
Alex pouted. "Don't you want to stay with us, then? Didn't you enjoy what
we did?"
"Yes, no, yes, I mean, I just want to do the right thing, that's all."
Back to babble speak, these two girls just scrambled my brain.
Areeya said, "James, the right thing to do is to stay here tonight and we
can discuss what happens next tomorrow. It will take far too long for you
to go all the way back to your hotel at this time of night. We have the
flat right here and it has two bedrooms so there is no problem
whatsoever." Areeya was obviously the sensible half of their partnership.
"I will take the second bedroom and you and Alex can take the main room."
Scratch that about Areeya being the sensible half of the partnership.
"What? I mean, I thought I would sleep on my own," I spluttered.
"Poor James," Alex said soothingly to Areeya as if talking about a child,
"I think he's had a few shocks too many today, he can't think straight."
She turned her attention to me. "James, here's what's going to happen,
Areeya will take the second bedroom and you and I will be in the main
bedroom. For God's sake, there's a big day bed in there if you really
want to sleep by yourself. It's only for tonight, after all." I was so
bemused at this point that I didn't pick up on the full implication of
what she meant by only for tonight.
Alex held both my hand and Areeya's and led the way to a flight of stairs
at the rear of the building. Areeya said, "The flat is on the first floor
and it has a wonderful view of the sea from up there."
You can take the girl out of real estate but you can't take real estate
out of the girl, I thought.
The top of the stairs opened out onto a balcony running the length of the
building. Alex punched some numbers into a keypad and a large glass floor
to ceiling door slid open.
"Neat. Huh?" said Alex with pride as the door slid closed. She had let go
of Areeya's hand to use the keypad but held onto mine. Areeya said, "my
room is over here, so good night James. Alex told me you tasted very
nice, so I hope I get to find out for myself soon."
Before I could think of any reply, Areeya disappeared into the room. My
grip on the certainties of life was now slipping rapidly away. I wondered
what could possibly happen next.
"Come on, we're over here." Still bouncing with energy, Alex pulled me
over to another door and almost dragged me into the room. She kicked the
door shut with her foot and snaked her arms around my neck and drew me
into a passionate kiss with her tongue forcing its way into my mouth.
Whatever resistance I might have put up had been totally sapped by the
events of the day and I let her take the lead. We stood there for a while
just kissing and holding each other. I was getting hard again and my
hands went to her buttocks and pulled her tight towards me. It was then
that I felt something push into my groin and I realised with a jolt that
Alex also was getting aroused.
Even in my tired and lust fuelled brain I knew that I had to slow this
down somehow. I had fallen for Alex as a girl even though I knew she was
more than that, and now I was going to have to deal with that somehow.
Alex sensed my hesitation and stopped kissing me and pulled back to look
at me.
"What's up?" she scanned my face for an answer. "James, talk to me
please." Real anxiety now crept into her voice. "Tell me, am I going too
fast? Is that it? Please tell me."
"Alex, it's me, not you," I said.
"Oh, for fucks sake not that old line, now it's 'I really want to be
friends' and you disappear again, is that it?" She was working herself up
now.
She dropped her hands, spun around and walked off a few steps. Without
looking at me, she said in a shaky voice, "If that's the case, then you'd
better go now."
I said, "Do you want me to go?"
She was holding her arms across her chest hugging herself. "No, I don't
want you to go, but I don't want to be hurt again so if you go please
never come back."
This was a tipping point. I felt my whole future would revolve around
what I said in the next few seconds. The voices in my head were finally
still. I knew precisely what I was going to say.
I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her, she stiffened but
stayed still. I said, slowly and carefully, "Alex, I would never want to
hurt you and I don't want to be just your friend. I don't want to leave;
I want to be with you, because I am in love with you, but if you still
want me to go, say it and I will go now and never come back, I promise."
I felt her body relax and, still facing away from me, she whispered, "Do
you really mean you love me?"
"Yes, I do."
She whirled round and kissed me again. She put her arms around my neck
jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. I grabbed her just
quickly enough to stop us both falling over.
"James, I love you too. I don't want you to leave. I want you to stay
with me." She covered my face with little kisses and I walked us over to
the bed. I put her down on the bed and sat down next to her.
"Alex, this has happened so quickly, I feel like I have to slow down a
bit. There are some things I need to get adjusted to and I want you be
patient with me. I have never been with someone like you and you will
need to let me get used to things at my pace. You will have to be my
guide through this, but I want to try my hardest to please you."
She giggled and said, "You've tried quite hard already." Seeing the look
on my face, she went on, I'm sorry, that was uncalled for. I'm so sorry;
I know this must be difficult for you so we'll go at your pace. I won't
make you do anything you're not comfortable with. I have this horrible
habit of trying to be funny to cover up my insecurity. I'll stop it, I
promise."
My turn to chuckle, "Don't promise what you can't deliver," as she
started to reply I kissed her and all I could hear were some muffled
noises as she tried to say something. She broke free and slapped me on
the arm. "Be careful, or I will have to punish you. Or maybe that's what
the gentleman would like to happen?"
She jumped up and moved out of my reach, giggling all the while.
She stopped and looked serious. "Do you want to sleep on the couch
tonight then?"
I looked at her, her face showed the anxiety she must have felt. "No, I
would rather sleep in the bed tonight." I paused for a fraction of a
second. "You can sleep on the couch."
I watched her face drop, but I couldn't keep a straight face and burst
into laughter. "No, I want both of us to sleep in the bed tonight."
"You bastard," she said, though she was laughing too by this time.
"I really will have to punish you somehow for that." She hit me on the
arm again to make her point.
"Is that the best you've got?" I replied, although to be honest, it did
hurt a bit.
"You monster." She was laughing like a drain by this time. "I'm going to
get ready for bed. There's the loo over there and I'm heading for the
bathroom over here."
With that she disappeared through a door to what I assumed was the
bathroom. I finally had a chance to look around the room. On one side was
a window running the length of the room. At one end was the door through
which we had entered. There were three or four doors leading off this
room, one of which was the door Alex had gone through. At one end of the
room were two large couches in an L shape with a low table between them.
A huge large screen TV sat on a low cupboard and on a small desk was
perched what looked like an Apple MacBook Pro. At the other end of the
room was a dining table with half a dozen chairs. In between, with its
headboard up against the wall facing the window was probably the biggest
bed I had ever seen. It was huge both in width and length.
The lighting was supplied by a number of small lamps dotted around the
room. The walls were hung with what looked like original artworks and the
whole effect was of understated luxury. I realised my bladder was
screaming at me and looked for the loo. I tried one door, which led into
what looked like a very well fitted kitchen and found the washroom behind
a second door. I took a very welcome pee, washed my hands and stood
drying them on a towel when I caught sight of myself in the mirror.
Despite what had happened tonight, I couldn't see any change. I smiled to
myself, what do you think would have changed, you fool. Apart from
needing a shave, there was nothing in my face that was any different from
when I looked in the mirror this morning. Yet my face and I knew that
plenty had changed. The room had one of those lights that really flatters
your reflection, makes it look tanned and less wrinkly. I wasn't exactly
chiselled but I had kept myself in good shape with running and swimming
so I didn't scrub up too badly. Blue eyes, strong jaw and straight nose,
sandy blondish hair that did flop down at the front a bit, but Hugh
Grant? Couldn't see it myself.
I moved back to the bedroom, took off my t-shirt and jeans and sat on the
bed feeling a bit foolish in my boxers. Should I take them off and get
into bed? What would a gentleman do?
Before I could decide I was startled to hear music began to flood the
room. The music was turned down low as presumably Alex from the bathroom
adjusted the volume. I was astounded as I realised it was "Tutu" by Miles
Davis, one of my favourite jazz tracks.
"I remembered that at uni you couldn't decide if this or Oscar Peterson's
Hymn to Freedom were your favourite jazz pieces," Alex spoke from the
open doorway to the bathroom. I couldn't remember ever talking to old
Alex about jazz but she was right. I still can't choose between those two
tracks. I wondered if the Oscar Peterson piece playing in the bar when I
arrived had been more than just a coincidence.
Alex stood there backlit by the light from the bathroom and my heart
flipped. She was wearing a long silk robe with a vibrant floral print,
she had brushed her hair and it just glowed in the light. She looked
stunning.
"Oh baby," she said walking over to me, "you look so sweet sitting there
like that. Are you waiting for me? Come on let's get into bed. First you
got to take off those boxers though." She grabbed hold of them and slid
them down my legs. My cock immediately jumped to attention and Alex bent
down and kissed the head. "I see someone's pleased to see me." She
touched a button on the wall turning out the main room lights but leaving
two bedside lamps on. She touched another button and they dimmed but
didn't go out completely. She also closed the blinds automatically as she
said otherwise the morning sun would wake us up too early. I moved onto
the bed, my cock waving in the air as I did so. There was still enough
light to see Alex as she let the robe slip to the floor and she slipped
onto the bed next to me. She was wearing a filmy nightdress that came
down to her hips and a pair of knickers.
"James, I don't want you to do anything that you're not comfortable with
so let's just take it slow and see what happens. We'll find out as we go
what we both like and what we're ready to do, is that OK?"
I nodded and she moved over to my side and she started to kiss my chest,
little kisses all over and then began to suck and lick my nipples. I have
always had sensitive nipples and when she used her teeth to gently bite
and stretch them I was going crazy. She moved up the bed and started to
kiss and nibble my ear lobes, the sensations I was getting were almost
overwhelming. I gently eased her onto her back, reached under the
nightdress and started to fondle her breasts, the first time I had
touched any part of her body. She said, "This is no good," sat up and in
one fluid move took the nightdress over her head and dropped it on the
floor. She stayed where she was looking down at me and for the first time
I could see her breasts. I reached out and touched the nipples and they
immediately started to harden. I gently began to rotate my hands on her
breasts gently kneading and rubbing them. She began to make little mewing
sounds almost like a kitten. "Keep going," she whispered, "I love that."
I brought her back down to the bed and started to kiss and suck on the
right nipple and held the left between my fingers, rolling the hard
little nipple round and round. I flicked the other nipple with my tongue
and she said, "God, that's wonderful, do the other one please." I changed
sides and took the left one in my mouth and used my hands on the other
one. She began to move her hips as I continued to tease her breasts. Her
hand slid its way down my chest tickling me with feathery little touches
of her fingers and nails. Her fingers got to my groin and stopped for a
moment drawing circles just above my cock causing little fluttery
feelings in my stomach. As I continued to kiss and suck her breasts she
moved her hand down onto my erection and began to slide her hand up and
down the shaft. I was already as hard as granite and this was making me
gasp with pleasure and arousal. She slipped a finger underneath my balls
and started to rub the perineum. This was the first time anyone had done
this and the sensation sent me into overdrive. I began to writhe with the
stimulation and I started to pant and moan with everything I was feeling.
My cock was just aching for some kind of release.
"James," she whispered in my ear, "do you want me to use my mouth or do
you want to fuck me?" I could feel how tense she was when she asked,
fearing for my answer.
I thought for precisely one nanosecond. "Oh, I really want to fuck you,
but you're going to have to show me how."
"Baby, that's OK, I'll show you what to do." She reached over to the
night stand and pulled out something from a drawer. I realised it was
lube when she squeezed something onto my cock and rubbed it in. I watched
as she reached behind her and moving her knickers to one side, applied
some to herself. She moved me onto my back, straddled me and positioned
herself facing away from me right over my erect cock. I watched as she
again moved her knickers to one side, eased herself down and gently
steered my cock towards her hole. She moved up down on me and when she
was sure I was in the right place she used her weight to ease herself
deeper onto my cock. I felt an initial resistance but then with an extra
thrust I found myself inside her. She gasped as I entered her and slowly
she took more and more of me inside. I felt her hole tight around my cock
and she began to move up and down on me. She was now bouncing up and down
on me and I began to thrust up as she came down. I had never felt sex as
intense as this ever before.
"Use your hands on my tits," she screamed at me. I raised my hands and
reached around to knead her breasts as she pummelled herself onto me. I
was driving upwards as she pushed herself down on me, both of us grunting
with the effort and the excitement. I felt myself moving towards a climax
and I slowed my thrusts hoping to keep this feeling going as long as
possible. Alex took her cue from me and slowed her movements and we
changed to a slower pace with my cock now driving it deeper and deeper
into her. I felt myself now on the edge of coming and I picked up the
pace again, thrusting harder and harder. Alex responded moving faster now
and with one final thrust I shouted I'm coming and filled her with my
cum.
Alex kept moving up and down as I felt my juices flood into her. She kept
the movement up for a while drawing out the feeling for as long as she
could for me and her. Eventually I slumped back, completely spent and
Alex moved gently off me and lay down beside me on the bed. I kissed her
and she licked the sweat from my cheek, "Mmm, salty, lovely."
I laughed and she asked anxiously, "Well, how was it?"
I turned to her and wiping the small beads of sweat away from the corner
of her eye, I said, "Terrible, I hated it."
There was a moment I could see in her eyes when I almost had her, but she
saw my mouth twitch and she yelled, "James, you are a real bastard
sometimes, and I will hurt you." With that she thumped me in the chest
once, reached down and grabbed my cock and squeezed hard.
"Oooww, that really hurt." It had too.
"You deserve it, you sod and you know how worried I am about this." She
leant down and kissed my cock which was now soft and a bit sore. "But you
don't deserve it, do you?" I think she was now talking to my cock instead
of me.
"James, there's at least one thing about you that's good for something,
anyway." She slipped off the bed and padded across to the bathroom. "I'll
just be a minute and I'm coming back to punish you bad."
With that the door closed behind her.
I lay back exhausted from the session. The first thought I had was that
was probably the best fuck I had ever had. The second thought was that it
was with a man. The third thought was no, she's a woman. The fourth
thought was did it matter in the slightest. I was a 25 year old man who
had never consciously had a gay thought in all those years but in the
space of less than 12 hours I had met and fucked someone who had been
born a male, but now identified herself as, what actually? I didn't know
whether Alex thought of herself as a woman with a penis or a man with
breasts or as a third gender as the Thais would have it. Alex seemed
perfectly happy with what she was, whatever that was. Are gay, straight
or bi real concepts or just labels we use to navigate our way through
life when it gets tough? Isn't the truth that all these blur and meld at
some point? Can't we be all three of them at some point, or two of them
or just one if we choose to live that way? Could I accept Alex for what
she is or will I not be able to overturn my prejudices and inhibitions?
Does falling for her make me gay and if so does that matter a damn if you
love someone. I knew that what I felt for Alex was something so strong
and powerful that I knew that at least I had to try.
She came back into the bedroom after a couple of minutes and we kissed
and cuddled on the bed for awhile until we fell asleep. I woke up once in
the night to find I was spooning Alex. My arm was draped over her waist
and my hand was resting in her groin and I could feel her cock through
the thin silk of her knickers. It didn't feel odd at all and I sleepily
stroked it gently and she moved slightly in the bed without waking. I
kept on stroking it for a little while and she slept peacefully on.
Eventually I moved my hand away and my last thought before drifting off
to sleep again was that I had touched someone else's cock and my hand
hadn't fallen off.
I didn't know what time it was and the room was still dark because of the
blinds but as I awoke I realised that my cock was hard and that it was
being sucked vigorously. I thought this is the first time I have ever
been woken up with a blow job and I just laid back and began to enjoy it.
With my eyes closed I felt myself getting harder as my cock was sucked
and licked and a hand started to move up and down the shaft. It wasn't
long before I could feel myself building to a climax and as I reached the
point when I couldn't hold back anymore, I said, "Alex, I'm coming," and
exploded into her mouth.
"That's nice, baby," I heard Alex say. Something was wrong though, Alex's
voice wasn't coming from on the bed and if she had my cock in her mouth
how could she say anything? Her voice seemed to be coming from the
somewhere further away. I opened my eyes and saw her sitting in her robe
on one of the couches. It took me a good few seconds to process that and
as I looked down the bed I saw Areeya, naked, smiling and licking
something from her lip.
"Kap Kun Ka, James," she said, "Alex was right, you do taste nice."
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