The house wasn’t much, or at least any better or worse than the other pale brick houses lining the street. Above the door was the window to a bedroo...m, currently open. Back at the university cafeteria, Xavier sat alone. There was a tray of food in front of him, but he wasn’t eating. He was merely spinning his fork around his thumb, smiling.Sighing and resigning herself to her fate, Helena stepped off the sidewalk and knocked on the door. She just had to be polite, apologize, and get out of there. When I came back from the bathroom he had paid the bill and we left the restaurant and took a tuk-tuk to a nearby beer garden. The roads are rather poor in Bangkok and suddenly the tuk-tuk made a little jump that threw me straight into his arms. Instinctively he put his arms around my shoulders. ‘Are you ok?’ he asked with a concerned voice. I felt so good in his arms – so save, so wanted. ‘Hm’ I snuggled against him and rested my head on his shoulders. He understood how I felt and kissed me. Neither one of us ever had the time but about six months ago, on my birthday, she promised me that if I take her on a holiday, I could do as I please with her. To me it sounded like a pretty good deal, some fun in the sun, drinks on the beach, and my way in the bedroom.Anyway, I thought I was a bit out of shape, she thought she could use a couple of gym sessions as well, so we hit the gym and in a couple of months we had beach bodies. I found a good deal online for a five star all inclusive and. I blocked his talking out and closed my eyes. He kept putting his hands on my head. I finally had to ask him to stop so I could focus. He even quieted down. I had gotten used to his gerth and felt him slide down into my throat. I made the mistake of looking into the mirror and it caused me to panic a little. I couldn't get him out quick enough and spit up onto the floor. I had some strawberry scented lube and put a glaze over his tip and shaft. I went for broke and forced my head up to his.