2 comments/ 34397 views/ 3 favorites Sarawak Adventure By: charlybananna Chapter 01 The four girls made fast work turning all the Mah-Jongg tiles over on the marble table. Their talk seemed uninterrupted by the task of preparing for the draw of tiles, and the air was filled with laughter and friendly teasing. The room was shaded from the intense sun of the Island of Borneo by rich horizontal blinds at the windows. The filtered sunlight gave the room a cheerful, bright look, heightened by the crisp modern style furniture of Su Lee's home. "Ohmigod! I'm sorry, but I'm not sure I can concentrate enough to play today!" Su Lee began, still snapping tiles over in front of her, and giggling. "This guy is so cute! He is driving me crazy!" "Who are you talking about?" Mei Ling had arrived a few minutes after the others and missed the first part of Su Lee's story. "Damian, Damian, Damian! He is Sean's best friend and he is visiting us again. Every time he visits, I get hotter and hotter about him! He is so sexy, I go crazy being around him! This time he is staying here in the house! If he doesn't leave I'm afraid I will just jump his bones!" She went into gales of nervous laughter and looked from one friend to the next around the table. "What am I going to do?" They exchanged quizzical but knowing glances. "Su Lee? You? Quiet little Su Lee? What has happened to you? Getting into sexy relationship?" Chen Ni laughed and pretended to be fainting. "My grandmother always said that ‘Quiet ponds are often the deepest!" Mei-ling said joining the laughter. "Mei Ling, maybe we heard wrong? Was that Siaw Yen talking? Cannot be Su Lee." Chen Ni stared at Su Lee, a smile on her face. "You have a problem!" Chen Ni said. "Sure you want advice from a sinner like me?" "Girls, girls, let Su Lee continue. She has my entire attention!" Siaw Yen chimed in, eagerly. Su Lee began explaining further as they began selecting tiles for the walls of tiles the game requires. "Seriously. I have a problem. Damian is moving to town, he is here looking for a place to live. He's even looking at an apartment here in this building." "Oh, how convenient!" Mei Ling said, smiling broadly. "Last night I got up in the middle of the night and went to the kitchen for a drink of ice water. In the dark hallway, I bumped into Damian. He was in his boxer shorts. I had a nightie on but no panties. When we bumped, we both just stopped. I touched him!.. .. Then fumbling for the light switch, I touched it again. It was hard. That quick! I decided not to turn on the light!" There was a chorus of laughter and "Ahhhhhhh! Very smart!" "Tell us more!" Chen Ni urged. The click of tiles had stopped. Three pretty women leaned forward against the table, eager for more details; All eyes were on Su Lee. "'Sorry!' he whispered. "'Sorry!'" I muttered. "We just stood there a moment getting our balance." "'Want a drink of water?' I said, ‘Here, take my hand.' I didn't turn on the lights because we were nearly naked. I led the way and big, sweet Damian just followed me down the hall to the kitchen. I thought it would be OK. Then when I opened the refrigerator, the light came on. It was like a spotlight on Damien and I realized that he could see my nipples and my mound through the gown. Of course, the light shined directly on his dick. It was even a little moist; I could see a reflection on it. My heart almost stopped. He is so big. Extemely big. He started to push the door closed to turn off the light but .. .. then." "What, what, what?" Mei Ling said. "Well, I just wouldn't let him. I wouldn't let him close it. I just stood there looking at him. He stood looking at me. We just stood there, slowly drinking our glasses of water! The thing is, it was sexy for me. I was shivering and shuddering like a teenager. You could have cut the sexual electricity with a knife. It just felt, .. .. well, it felt delicious. That's all I can say. I could actually feel it. Just a warm glow in the air between and around us." "Mmmm, this is interesting. Go on, Su Lee. You have our full attention." Mei Ling said. The others nodded, openmouthed with excitement. They had stopped moving tiles and all three were leaning on their elbows listening to their friend. "We both tried to make small talk. But instead, just stood looking into each other's eyes. It was … … EXCITING!" Su Lee almost shrieked it out. "It was wonderfully exciting. I started to close the door finally, and .. .. well, Damian, .. .. Damian stopped it with his big hand. He just held it and looked at me, looked down at my breasts, at all he could see through the gown." "And you got .. .. excited?" Mei Ling asked, already knowing the answer, but helping Su Lee tell the story. " .. .. Yes. Yes, I could feel myself, you know, getting .. .. Well, I could tell that I was getting moist, just standing there a foot apart, drinking our water. I haven't been so excited in the last 15 years. Not since our honeymoon. Well, maybe a few times after that, but, you get the idea. I mean, .. I was excited! And of course, Damien couldn't hide his excitement." Su Lee giggled with the pleasure of remembering the forbidden secret intimacy. "Come on, Su Lee, more, tell us more!" Chen Ni urged, her hand nervously tugging at her long black hair and pressing it against her mouth. "That is, if you .. .. want to." "We couldn't stand there all-night, so we finished the water and we both closed the door quietly. Do you know what that means? We were BOTH trying to keep from making noise. Both of us, were trying to keep from waking my husband sleeping just down the hall. That's what scares me. Quietly, I led the way, reaching back for his hand. I think he may have done it intentionally, I.. I touched it again! I couldn't lead him that way, could I? I found his hand at last and we walked down the hall. At his door, I stopped to show him that we were at his door. But, again, we stood there; close together; again, feeling the closeness. I could smell the scent of our sex rising between us. He leaned closer. I leaned toward him. He reached down and kissed me, our lips just touching until I touched his lips with the tip of my tongue. His hand slipped under my gown and touched my nipple, then held my breast in his hand. As we continued kissing, I took hold of his cock and just held it, warm and hard and big. Damian's tongue found mine. His other hand touched my mound; he just tenderly brushed back and forth against my hair, .. just touching. Sparks shot down my spine!" "Ohmigod!" Siaw Yen gasped. The tension in the room was intense, all three girls still leaning forward, their legs tightly crossed and curled under their chairs. Su Lee continued: "It felt just wonderful. I felt warm and comfortable. Damian's cock was a pleasure to hold. It felt big and his skin was like velvet; except for the end which was round and fleshy feeling, slicker than the rest of it. I leaned closer and pressed his hand between our bodies. Just at that moment, Sean made a noise like he was getting up. I could hear the bed creak and him clear his throat. We sprang apart, Damian's hand tangled in my gown for an instant, and then he was gone, swallowed up by his dark doorway. I hurried down the hall and climbed into bed, my heart still in my mouth." "Was Niew actually awake?" "Yes, he asked if I was all right. I said I had just needed a drink of water. He had too much to drink and he wasn't any good. He just went back to sleep." ‘Just like a husband!" laughed Siaw Yen. "You can't count on them!" The girls all joined in the laughter. "What would you have done?" she asked the three of them. "Tell me. Am I awful? What if he moves here? I love my husband. But, .. .. I also liked the excitement I felt last night. What should I do?" "Relax and enjoy it." Chen Ni advised. She smiled and began sorting her tiles once more, but more slowly, waiting to see what was going to happen next. "But you knew that's what I would say." Chen Ni was the oldest of them and she had confided her long-term affair with a married man. Siaw Yen and Mei Ling looked from one to the other. "Su Lee, we are all married. I think you know that we have talked about the times we have been attracted to other men." Siaw Yen said. "Husbands are not exactly completely honest, so why should we be? Even your quiet old Niew, in the right situation, would stray and probably wouldn't have a second thought!" "Am I right?" She looked at the others for support. Mei Ling and Chen Ni nodded slowly. "Yes, that's right. Even Niew!" Mei Ling said. "Sex in marriage just becomes the same time after time. And that makes it boring." Chen Ni advised sagely. "It doesn't mean you shouldn't stay married, though. If it works in other ways, that's great. But, for sex to become boring is a sin!" The other three laughed loudly at Chen Ni's comment. Su Lee was a little flustered, but she laughed too. "What do you do? To get the excitement.. .. back?" Su Lee wanted to know. Her face was crimson with blushing, but she pressed for an understanding. "That's what I want to know." Siaw Yen, the youngest, was the most outgoing of the four women and regaled them with sexual adventure tales often. She put her chin in her hands and looked across at Su Lee. "Su Lee, remember that I went shopping in Kuala Lampur last week?" "And came back with a big grin on her face?" Chen Ni and Mei Ling, chimed in together. The laughter was infectious and the Mah-Jongg forgotten as all eyes turned to Siaw Yen. She grinned openly at their laughter. "OK, laugh if you want to, but I have to put that smile on my face somehow!" she giggled. "We each have something we use to get our smiles back!" The others nodded smiling agreement and waited for her to begin. "I was in KLCC looking for some new lingerie." They interrupted her with their laughter. "Naturally!" Chen Ni said. "Well, I was!" She looked at them defensively. "I noticed a tall American at another counter," She continued. "The clerk was having trouble finding what he wanted, and I watched them out of the corner of my eye. He was a tall, rugged, good-looking type. Suddenly he turned to me and spoke." "'Scuse me, Mam! Do you speak English?'" he said. "Yes, of course," I said. "I'm right sorry to bother you." His grin was full of teeth and he just exuded confidence. I decided that he was definitely a Texas oilman. He was well-dressed, everything looked trim and his chest and shoulders grew wide from a thin waist." She drew a triangle with her hands. "He was wearing a bright yellow golf shirt, tight across his chest and tucked into tight Levi's like a cowboy. They giggled uncontrollably for a few seconds, then turned back to her expectantly. "And you decided to ask if he had ridden anything good lately?" Mei Ling teased. "Anyway, he said he was buying a gown for someone and she was about my size. ‘Would this fit you? I'm a long way from home, and just don't want to get the wrong danged size and … well, if you don't mind?' he said, holding it up." "'I have a little time, why don't I try it on and see? Would that help?' I said. ‘Oh, Mam, I hate to put you out. But that would be right neighborly of you! Would you do that for me?' he said." She tried to mimic the Texas drawl. "His smile was just bowling me over. So I nodded and took the gown and went down toward the changing room. ‘Follow me,' I said. I went in and undressed and put it on. It was beautiful. He was right; it was the right size. But something about him made me want to have a, .. … .. little excitement for my trouble." "Oh, .. .. and?" Mei Ling said, screeching her chair closer and leaning even closer to the table. You could have heard a pin drop in the room as all eyes were on Siaw Yen. She took a deep breath. "So I said, ‘Yes, I think the size is all right. Would you like to see what you think?'" I swung the door open and he stood holding the door open. His eyes went up and down my body as I turned for him to see. I had left my bra on the bench and snatched it up, pretending to be modest. There was a slit in the gown and I put my leg through it and watched his eyes. He had nice eyes, too. In her "Mandarin" Texan drawl, Siaw Yen continued: "‘ Oh, Mam, you look .. .. you look lovely in that. That is just perfect! I can't thank you enough for helping me out here.'" I held my bra in two hands in front of me and curtsied and smiled into those steel blue eyes. He backed slowly out of the door, his eyes taking one long, last look as I turned and dropped the top to my waist, letting him see my bare back as I prepared to put my bra back on." "Oh, my god, Siaw Yen, only you would have the nerve, …." Chen Ni laughed and smiled at her friend. "What happened then?" Su Lee interjected. The eagerness was obvious in her voice, though she tried to hide it. "When I came out, I handed the gown to the clerk and she went off to wrap it for him. I turned my back on the Texan and said, "I couldn't reach the zipper, could you zip my dress?' I felt his big cowboy's hands fumble with the zipper. ‘There's a hook at the top, too.' I said. He slipped his hand into the neck of my dress and struggled manfully to loop the tiny hook and eye. ‘There, there, there you are, Maam!' When I turned, I couldn't find even a hint of a blush that I expected. He just looked clear-eyed at me and said. ‘Maam, I'm here all alone in Kwalalamper, the first time in my life. I'd surely like to do something to show my appreciation for your help. Can I invite you for a drink, a cup of coffee, anything .. .. ‘ His smile was so serious and so sexy, that I could feel myself getting slightly moist already. So I said yes." The girls quietly sighed and waited for the story to continue. "Well, we had a drink and then it was time for dinner and we had dinner. I noticed that he had very big hands, very big index finger. You know, Su Lee, that is how you tell if they have a big one, don't you?" she paused. "Wh .. .. what?"Su Lee looked incredulous. "Sure. If a man has a large index finger, you can be sure his cock will be proportionately large!" Siaw Yen said, happy with her shocking statement. "But, but .. " Su Lee looked upwards, thinking. "But, Niew has tiny hands!" And then it dawned on her and she smiled self-consciously, "ohhhhh, I see. I guess you are right." Again their laughter filled the room. "And, was it true, Siaw Yen?" Chen Ni asked. Siaw Yen just smiled and nodded her head up and down in a very big nod. "Oh my god, are you kidding us?" Mei Ling asked in the now quiet room. "Texans seem to be different from most men. They are so confident of themselves. They just surprise you. When he came out of the bathroom, he just walked right out, naked as the day he was born. His big thing was jutting out before him I had the sheet up to my neck and there he was proud as anything." "Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" Mei Ling shouted. "How did we get into bed already!" "Sorry, dinner was OK, but I kept thinking of the size of his finger and we just naturally went to his hotel, the Sheraton Imperial." She giggled. "When we got in the Taxi, he said to the driver ‘can you hurry right a long, sir?' I just grabbed his finger and squeezed it, it made me giggle, he was so eager." "You squeezed his .. .. finger?" Chen Ni couldn't believe her ears. "Yes, Chen Ni, I'm not a slut! After all! There would be time to squeeze the real thing when we got there." Siaw Yen laughed, relishing the fact that she had them so enthralled with the story. "Is anyone else feeling moist like I am?" Mei Ling giggled. "Well anyway, there he was looking like a golden haired, tan, Greek god. His stomach was ribbed with muscles and his arms bulged too. And his cock and balls were just tight as they could be as he stood there, legs apart looking at me and grinning like a little boy. ‘Darlin' would you like some champagne?' he said." "Aarrrrghhhhhhhhh!" Chen Ni said, pretending to faint once again. "I love it!" "And we had a sip of Champagne, him sitting on the bed and me sitting up with the sheet still covering me. His lips came from the wine to kiss me and I pressed my tongue out just a little bit. His lips felt surprisingly gentle," Siaw Yen continued, her voice softening. "And then, his big hands took the sheet from mine and he pulled the sheet down my body. I just lay back on the pillow. He took it off the bed and stood at the end, looking at me. I covered myself with my hands for a moment. But, he was standing completely naked to my eyes, and so I just put my hands down at my sides and watched him stare at me." Siaw Yen smiled at her breathless friends, hanging on every word. "And then, he took my foot into his hand and pulled it up to his lips." "He kissed each toe, one at a time." "It tickled." She wet her lips with a pointed pink tongue before continuing. "And then he took my big toe and put it into his mouth and sort of .. .. sucked on it, gently. His eyes never left mine as he moved his head in little circles with .. .. my toe in his mouth." "His hand slipped along the arch of my foot and he kissed the bottom of my foot, brushing his lips back and forth under my arch as his hands caressed my leg. He raised my leg higher and knelt on the bed so he could kiss the back of my knee. It was spellbinding," she said, a wistful note in her voice. "You're kidding, … .." Mei Ling said, a little breathlessly. "He lingered there, nuzzling me and then picked up the other leg and began kissing the inside of my thighs. He was looking at my mound, I noticed, and he worked his way down, kissing and tasting my thigh with his tongue. It was like lightning striking when he looked up into my eyes and I felt his lips between my legs." "Ohhhhh, sssssSiaw Yen! .. .. " Su Lee said, her voice quiet, not wanting to break the image. "Where can I meet this Texan? Do they have a website you can just sign up?" Mei ling said to the others' laughter. "And .. ..?" Chen Ni nudged, her voice tense. "And, .. .. he … …. Wrote ‘S – I –E – W- Y – E - N' with kisses up and down my pussy lips." "Aarrrrggggggggghhhhhhh!" The others squealed loudly, then went back to their chin-in-hands positions and looked at her, expectantly. "Then I felt his tongue." "I was so ready!" "But his tongue just followed my body. He touched everything. My clitoris felt as if it were being bathed in the Fountain of Trevi. And he sucked it gently and turned his head back and forth as I guided his head. I couldn't stand to wait. I pulled him up to my lips and then, I felt him pressed against me. It felt very large, very nice, very reassuring. I parted my legs more and suddenly, he just slipped inside." She took a deep breath and continued. "I felt full, just very .. .. FULL! I have never felt such a feeling before. Like I was being stretched, but at the same time, it was a nice feeling. He looked into my eyes and we kissed some more and then, he moved again and slipped the rest of the way into me. It was .. just wonderful." "And, .. .. and?" Chen Ni nagged. "Oh, well, you know. We just spent the whole night doing it. The sun came up and we finally fell asleep." Siaw Yen concluded. "And will you see him again?" Su Lee said seriously. "No, Su Lee, I don't do that." Just one at a time, .. .. once. Then back home. I makes me happy. And I try to make sure it doesn't hurt anything at home. That's my answer. You have to find your own." "Yeah .. ..yeah," Su Lee sighed slowly. "Su Lee, has it occurred to you that Niew may actually be hoping that this happens between you and Damien?" Mei Ling asked quietly. "What? Hoping? I would think it would kill him!" Su Lee protested. "Maybe not, though. He may get excited by it." Mei Ling said. Chen Ni smiled knowingly. "Well, Mei Ling, now you have opened Pandora's box. Now you have to tell. We all know it's true, but you have to tell." Sarawak Adventure Ch. 02 She turned in her seat and tilted her sunglasses sexily downward with one hand, and beautiful dark brown eyes joined the smile to make her beautiful. Ryan was taken with her immediately and held out his hand. She shook it briefly, and then held it for a longer moment. "Mr. Ryan, welcome to Kuching! I am happy to meet you." Ryan could see a hint of sexual tension between them. They were on best behavior, but he instantly sensed something underlying the their words. Partly it was the glances back and forth as they talked. Maybe he was imagining it, he thought, but he had a well-developed sense for people's emotions from long years of negotiations both business and private. "I told Mr. Ryan we are old friends and what your nickname is!" Alex said and then turned and winked. "What nickname?" she asked, looking into his eyes. "You know, 'chiok tam po'!" he laughed. Alex was enjoying fencing with danger. Ryan sensed that some of Alex's comments had a double meaning that he was not in on. "You are terrible!" Mei Ling made a punching jab at his arm. "You are in bad company here, Mr. Ryan! I warn you, Alex is a terrible playboy and is up to no good." She said, laughing to let him know she was teasing him. "How long will you be staying?" she asked, craning her neck briefly and looking seductively over the tops of her sunglasses. "Two or three weeks, or till we get something set up. Have you made appointments for tomorrow, Alex.?" "Yes, all set. Mei Ling's husband Mark will pick you up. Did he tell you that, Mei Ling?" "Uh, .. .. noooo ....." she said in a far-off tone, then said no more, leaving it as a question hanging in the air. "Well, you can expect him at 9 AM. He knows the industrial locations completely, so you are in good hands. I will visit some government agencies to pave the way for discussions while you look around. We will get back together for dinner and discuss what next. OK?" "Yes, fine." "We have not discussed this, Mei Ling, but Mr. Ryan may have questions about insurance and employee benefits. Would you be able to help? It will save time for Mr. Ryan if you are available." "Oh, I didn't know, I was just picking you up. But, sure, I will be glad to help, Mr. Ryan!" she said, looking back quizzically. "Great. Start by just calling me 'Charlie' or 'Ryan.'" "OK, Ryan. I like that name, Ryan." Her round pronunciation of it sounded sexy to Ryan. She smiled over her shoulder at him, with an engaging look. They continued discussing plans until they turned into the drive before a white building with about twenty stories. The tower sat upon a wide, sprawling lower portion about 4 stories high and suggested a parking garage in there someplace. "Yes sir, Mr. Ryan, we have you in one of our large executive rooms with a king-size bed on the concierge floor. "Hello again, Mr. Pang, we have your regular suite on the 20th floor as usual. I hope your stay is comfortable. If there is anything I can do to be of assistance, don't hesitate to call. Here is my card." The desk clerk bent over backward to suck up to Pang and Charley watched disapprovingly out of the corner of his eye. Mei Ling appeared at his left and put a hand on his arm. "I will see you again, Mr. Ryan, er, I mean, .. Ryan! Nice to meet you." Ryan turned and watched as she walked gracefully toward the door. He admired the curvaceous legs over medium heeled shoes that thrust nicely proportioned breasts against a trim, tailored, orange and yellow dress with big white buttons all down the front. She looked gorgeous and Ryan looked forward to seeing her again. "Well, I'll leave you too, Mr. Ryan. See you tomorrow at dinner? Mark will take care of arrangements." He glanced nervously at Mei Ling, as if he couldn't wait to be off. Then with a wave at Ryan, he follower her trim figure toward the car. "What does it mean if I say 'chiok tam po?'" He asked the pretty girl behind the desk. "You should ask him!" she giggled, and pointed to the bellman just picking up the bags and leading the way to the elevator. Ryan was embarrassed at having said something off-color without knowing it. When they got into the elevator, the bellman smiled and said: "' chiok tam po' is a part of a slang phrase, meaning I nearly made out with a girl. Literally translated, it means 'came close'" Ryan tipped the Bellman and looked out over Kuching as the door clunked shut behind him. It was just after 6 PM and the city lights were twinkling on in the twilight gloom. It seemed mercifully released from the murderous grip of the sun. In the soft light, it looked much more inviting to him than it had in the bleaching sun just a couple hours before. He didn't bother to undress, but lay back on the bed and let the hushed rush of the air-conditioning sooth him to a welcome sleep. As sleep overtook him, he wondered about Alex dropping his bags with the bellman and then rushing back out the door to join, what was her name? Mei – something, Mei Ling, he thought. "Lucky sod, he joined Mei Ling and drove off with her." The last thought before sleep overcame him was his envy of the handsome Alex with the beautiful Mei-Ling. "I don't trust that guy Al .. .. .." he muttered. Below in the street, the Mercedes silently eased down the sloping driveway. "Mei-Ling, you look beautiful. I can't keep my eyes off you. What a treat to have some time together!" Alex was saying. She had no more than turned into traffic and his hand reached to touch her forearm. "Oh, Alex, you never change, do you?" Mei Ling smiled across at him, and let him take her hand from the shift lever of the Mercedes. She took off her sunglasses in the gathering twilight, and looked at him under half-closed eyelids. "Can't we stop this damned car and just talk for a few minutes?" he said. "I want a good look at you. Look, there, in that park? Come on, for old time sake, Mei Ling." "Alex, I have to get home. Mark will wonder where I am. I told him I was picking someone up, but he will expect me home when he gets there." "Listen, let me take you both to dinner! Where ever you like. OK? It will give me a chance to talk to Mark before he picks up the American, too." "OK, yes, I would like to have dinner," she said. "Good, it's settled. Now we have time! Turn here!" Mei Ling's smile widened. She was always taken by his charm and it hadn't lessened over the years. It had been seven years since she had seen him last. She blushed as the thought of their last meeting before she married Mark. She turned onto Old Airport Road and drove along the curving road that was once the main road to the airport before the expressway shortened the route. A sign announced 'Serian 35 Miles.' The orange tile roofs of low-lying buildings sped past in the waning light. These were the homes of small farmers and little businesses making roofing tiles and similar products. They drove along for half a dozen miles, Alex doing most of the talk and his hand touching hers for emphasis. They had left the lights of the city behind them. "Let's just stop for a minute, please, Mei-Ling? We have time." Mei-ling turned down a lane lined with rubber trees on either side. She pulled to a stop on the side of the deserted lane and changed the radio to soft romantic country and western music. The temperature had already dropped to the point she could turn off the Mercedes' engine and roll down the window. The scent of bunga raya blossoms was rich in the country air. "Alex, we can't stop long!" she said firmly. They turned toward each other and began covering the events of their lives since they had seen each other. She didn't mind him holding her hands and didn't object to a small kiss. In fact it was such a nice kiss that she allowed another and then, by accident, her tongue darted between her lips and touched a spark with his. The Moon loomed large and outlined the limbs of the rubber trees to form a romantic setting. That kiss didn't end as the others had, with a smile and more talk, but lingered and lingered until his hand touched Mei-ling's breast. It just touched her, hardly noticeable at first. He held it lightly against the side of her breast as if simply guiding her, and then he pressed so that his fingers lay along the strap of her bra and his palm curved where her nipple began. Their tongues tasted deeply of each other. Mei-Ling's eyes nearly closed, but not quite. She looked at the handsome face through long, interlaced eyelashes, as through a lace curtain, giving his face a movie star aura. Her mind reeled back to days when they had been like this before either was married; a time when she decided he would never, ever be the man she wanted to marry. He could never have been satisfied with just her. She was right of course, and she never regretted choosing Mark. But it was still true that Alex was the epitome of romantic charm and she was still taken in by that charm. And so, when she felt his hand under her dress, it didn't seem so foreign either and she snuggled closer in the confines of the car. Her dress was open down to the last button and she was surprised to see her breasts and her panty-covered mound looking so voluptuously framed in the gaping open dress. "Alex, .. .. we .. .." but his lips covered hers again so quickly she couldn't get the protest out. His hand was high on her thigh and that sweet tongue was magically touching hers again. His other hand struggled with the front closure of her bra and at last she helped him. The bra opened wide, freeing her breasts into his seeking hand. They were both eagerly trying to be one. Her nipple tingled at his touch, then a sharp shiver went through her body as he pinched the already erect nipple. Mei Ling sucked hard on his tongue when he pinched her, and then pulled and tugged and sucked some more on the rough flesh of his wet tongue. Alex's finger had slipped past her panties and burrowed deep into the wet between her legs. Mei-ling squirmed on his finger, helping him, urging him into her. She moaned as Alex's tongue traced her ear and whispered to her. "Mei-Ling, you are so lovely! I had forgotten how much I wanted you. Now it is even greater. We should have each other, .. .. one time. .. .. now .. .." he urged. "Not here. The car is too small, .." ..she said hoping to find strength to stop. But she followed when he pulled her across into his lap. He found the seat control and the seat back lay almost flat as Mei-Ling snuggled down along his body. All seven white buttons of her dress were open. The moonlight and the light from the instrument panel shown on her golden skin. Her breasts with their jutting nipples looked beautiful and Alex nudged her panties down from her hips. The pretty dark triangle of pubic hair contrasted against the yellow of her panties pouched just below her mound. Mei Ling reached between them, inside his open trousers and cupped his balls so his cock lay up along her wrist. The sensitive skin of her wrist measured the warmth of his cock and she shivered with the thought of holding it like this. She glanced down to see that Alex was indeed quite long. Her eyes were bright and shining with passion. She felt the slick head of the long cock. She remembered how big it was, how her hand had only just fit around it, and how tall it stood up from his body. Mei-Ling's hair hung down like curtains around their faces as the two pressed their heads together and watched Mei-Ling's hand stoke Alex's long, long cock. They watched Alex's hand move between her round breasts and the mound between her legs. Alex closed his eyes at the sheer pleasure of her hand clasping his shaft and laid his head back against the seat. Mei-Ling's eyes were shining brightly as she looked at him, watched the pleasure obvious in his face. She parted her legs for him and Alex's long artistic fingers probed and toyed with the gathering wetness between soft, swollen folds of her pussy. She moved her mound in luscious little circles against his hand, her eyes never leaving his handsome pleasure wracked face. Alex's body went rigid under hers, his hands clenched her mound tightly and then in a rush, her hand seemed awash in his sperm. Spurt after spurt of intense heat splashed onto her as she moved faster and faster. Alex's body went slack. Mei-Ling pressed his hand tight against her mound and he pressed a second finger into her. She guided him carefully, helping the fingers find her g-spot. Her mouth flew open as she fucked against his big hand, driving his fingers into the snug wetness. Again and again she thrust against him as his teeth bit her nipple and tugged. Her orgasm was not as big as she wanted, but the excitement of being with Alex made it feel very good. The two relaxed against each other, Mei-Ling lying on her side stretched out between Alex's legs. The moonlight drenched their perspiring bodies as Lionel Ritchie and Dianna Ross finished singing 'Endless Love.' Mei-Ling thought she would never forget that moment. Not far away, Mark Tan arrived home and called out to his wife. "Mei-Ling! I'm home." His call was greeted by silence and he turned on a lamp near the door to look for a note. Then the earlier conversation came to him. What had she said? He had been busy when she called. "Ah, yes, picking up a friend at the airport1" that was it. Busy with other things, Mark hadn't even asked who it was she was picking up. He unfolded his newspaper and sat down to wait. Perhaps she would want to go out to dinner, he thought, and decided to hold off on eating anything. When the evening news finished with no sign of Mei-Ling, he paced the floor for a time, wondering why she was late. Then, at last, he heard footsteps approaching. Mark sat down quickly and picked up the paper, not wanting to betray his anxiety. Mei-Ling opened the door, surprised to find Mark home so early. Alex followed her inside and she looked quickly in the mirror to see if she needed to repair anything. Too late she saw that her dress was misbuttoned and her hair was mussed badly. She was struggling to re-button the dress when her husband came down the hall. "Hello, Mark, old man!" Alex called out. Mei-ling whirled to see Mark's face staring at her disheveled appearance. "Oh, Mark, you're home early! I'm sorry to be late. Look who I found at the airport! I told him we would go to dinner with him if that's OK?" she said nervously, the words running together as they scrambled from her mouth. Alex and Mark shook hands, Mark tearing his eyes from Mei-Ling's appearance with some difficulty. Mark got a glass of juice for Alex. "As I recall, you don't drink, Alex? Perhaps you will like this. It is papaya juice and something else mixed in. Make yourself at home and I will be right back." He left Alex and bounded hurriedly upstairs to their bedroom to find Mei-Ling still flustered but much more calm now that her clothes were straightened out. She was before the mirror repairing her lipstick when he entered and looked quizzically over her shoulder. "Sorry to be late. Is it OK to go to dinner with him?" she whispered. "Yes, sure, but what has happened?" Mei-Ling whirled around and ground herself against him. "Here, Mark, feel me! I am so hot!" she said breathlessly as she unbuttoned the dress and pulled his hand between her legs. Mark could feel the soft folds of Mei-Ling's pussy were swollen and she was very wet. His erection was immediately firm and urgent against his pants. "Did you .. .. in the car?" "No, but he opened my dress. And his finger touched me there. The car is too small for .... that." She whispered urgently, pressing her lips to his, smothering his questions with her unsatisfied passion. "That's all, .. .. you didn't .... fuck .. ..?" "No, just that." She said. "You know, Mei-Ling, it would make me excited if you did/" he said. "Yes, I know. Touch me, Mark, touch me!" Mark slipped two fingers into her vagina and felt himself swimming in a pool of her juices. She felt large and open to him, but he couldn't be sure if she had fucked Alex or not. The thought of his beautiful wife ravished by Mark in the Mercedes made him hard. "Oh,,, I'll change and be right down, .. .." she said, letting him go. Mark pushed his erect cock down in his pants as much as possible and went to rejoin Alex in the living room. "Well, what kind of man is the American, then?" "Didn't get much time with him really, just the ride into town. Seems all right. I told him you'd pick him up at 9 at the hotel. You'll probably like him, you get along better with the damned Yanks than I do!" Alex laughed heartily as he said this. "Why don't we give Mei-Ling a treat and take her to Kikyo-Tei? We can get Kobe steak there and the atmosphere is elegant Japanese. OK with you? I'm treating you, by the way." "Yes, sure, we like that too. Mei-Ling will be pleased." Mark was already thinking of ways to allow them the pleasure of being together and himself the pleasure of being nearby when they stole their pleasures. He took a long drink of the Hennessey XO that Alex had brought as a gift. When Mei-Ling appeared at the top of the stairs, there was no sign of her earlier disheveled appearance. Her hair was down and framed her face in shoulder length waves. She wore a loose gold and white blouse with a long black skirt. As she walked down the steps, each beautiful leg in turn flashed out through the center slit that ended just below the top of her legs. The two men stopped talking and watched with rapt attention as she descended the stairs. "I'm ready," she announced, "where are my two handsome dates taking me?" Her smile encompassed both in her radiance and her ready laugh spread joy as Mark turned out lights and closed the door after them. He noticed Alex guiding Mei-Ling by her elbow as he held the car door for her. Mark started the car and Mei-Ling turned in her seat to talk to Alex, who leaned forward between the seats. Mark noticed that he could see almost her entire thigh, but not quite to her panties. "If she is wearing panties," he said to himself. The thought that she might be nude under the skirt sent his cock on another excursion and he pushed it down under his pants leg. Alex asked for a table in the section of the restaurant that was Northern Japanese style. This meant the table was low over a pit where the diners' legs were close together and hidden. It was perfect for secret fondling of your neighbor, and is exactly what Mark would have chosen. Each table in fact, was closed off for privacy by Shoji screens on all sides. Alex made an exception to his non-alcohol rule when he dined here and immediately offered a toast with the Sake poured by the hostess. "To Mei-Ling, .. .. and Mark!" he nodded toward them. Looking into Mei-Ling's eyes, they sipped the potent wine and bowed slightly. Alex repeated the gesture, looking into Mark's eyes and sipping again. "Campai!" they repeated in unison. Being unused to drink, the effects of the Sake were soon obvious on Alex and he became steadily more amorous. Mei-Ling was radiant in his compliments and she slowly came to more of a party level of friendliness. Mark wanted wine and discussed the choices with the wine steward and selected an Australian Shiraz that would go well with the beefsteak. As they ate, Mark slipped his hand along Mei-Ling's leg, squeezing the smooth velvet skin. As he moved higher on her thigh, he was aware of Alex quickly withdrawing a hand with the same intent as his own. His cock jumped with the excitement of his wife attracting Alex's ardor. At last, he slipped all the way up her leg and found that she wore no panties tonight. His finger contacted only moist swollen pussy lips. He toyed with the curls protecting her mound and withdrew, first brushing his nose with the scented fragrance on his finger and then returning his hand to the top of the table. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 02 He looked across to find Alex watching him. Alex raised his hand and sniffed his fingers in the same way, his eyes never leaving Mark's. He smiled across the table and Mark didn't know whether he intended it as a shared pleasure or it was an accident. "The wine steward said he would show me the cellar." Mark said. "Anyone else interested?" He was sure that they would shake their heads and choose to stay seated together in this secluded spot. "No, thanks, mark, go ahead, take your time." she said quietly, looking at her husband across the brim of her wineglass. Alex looked down and shook his head. Alex went to the men's room and lingered for a couple minutes. He had discovered that the thought of someone else having Mei-Ling's body was a powerful stimulus to his sex drive. It wasn't clear to him why this should be true, but he accepted it. Perhaps he was so proud of his beautiful and sensuous wife, that he could not enjoy her completely alone. He needed for someone else to know just how beautiful she was. Someone else who understood what a joy he had in his bed at night. Another who would yearn for her from afar. He had never been able to observe this, but Mei-Ling played the fantasy game with him often. She would whisper the stories of past sexual activities and they would act them out. Each time he would urge her to higher and higher levels of detail. But still he had not had the supreme thrill of watching. He could not be fully sure that anyone knew how wonderful she was, what a diamond of a woman he, Mark Tan, possessed. He had to have someone know what kind of a woman loved him and cherished him and made wild passionate love to him. The anticipation made his cock hard yet again. He felt the ache called Lovers Balls from maintaining an unsatisfied erection for so many hours. Mei-Ling had had a small orgasm on Alex's finger in the car, but Mark knew from years of experience that this would not be enough. To a multi-orgasmic woman, the first orgasm was just a sampler of what she really sought, what she expected and demanded. Alex would not have understood this and had left her sexual appetite only whetted, not slaked. His erection tented against his trousers as he quietly padded down the carpeted hall. He quietly told the hostess that they would not need any further attention until they called for the bill. "Just give us a little privacy for a while." He then approached the table from the opposite side and discovered with pleasure that the Shoji was tall enough to make the occupants comfortable in their privacy, but low enough for him to watch them unobserved. His heart raced at his first glance. Alex and Mei-Ling were oblivious to anything but each other, feeling safe behind the Shoji and secure that Mark's interest in wine would keep him occupied for a good long time. They leaned close together, laughing and talking excitedly. Alex slipped his hand along the comfort of her inner thigh and she opened her legs, pressing her k nee against his. "You are naughty, Alex," she said, smiling into his eyes. Alex nodded and kissed her then nuzzled his lips against her full red lips, teasing her before probing with his tongue. Mei-Ling had put on a bright red shade of lipstick reminiscent of earlier days rather than a more subdued color she now preferred. When his tongue touched her, Mei-Ling parted her lips and continued speaking against his kiss. "Very, very naughty. I'm a married woman, Alex!" She sucked the tip of his tongue with the bright red lipsticked lips, then pulled back to smile into his eys. Alex's hand found her pussy and he was thrilled to find her excited enough to move forward and invite his touch more deeply into the soft folds. He could smell her love-scent. His tongue darted for more. He thrust a finger into her soft wetness and smiled as she reacted with a sharp intake of her breath. "Alex! .. .." she said, but then parted her legs more, letting his leg ride under hers so his thigh fondled her own thigh. Mei-Ling turned so that his fingers had complete access between her legs. She smiled seductively. "You are so lovely, Mei-Ling. Why didn't you marry me and carry me off years ago?" he murmured, blowing her hair aside to kiss her ear. "You know why!" she laughed. "Well, I would have been faithful in my way!" he protested. "Ha!" she laughed. She squirmed against the happy feeling of his fingers curling inside her vagina. She closed her eyes slightly and looked into his eyes, urging him on. They were holding hands on top of the table, and Mei-Ling pulled his hand closer so she could lean against the back of his hand with her breast. The nipple touched him and she moved a little so his hand was caressing it back and forth under the see-through blouse. "Does it feel good, Mei-Ling?" he murmured. "Feels good, Alex, .. .. feels good!" she answered. "Stay with me tonight? I'll make you happy!" Mei-Ling shook her head from side to side against his probing tongue, tasting him and sucking him as her hand pressed his against her breast. "Why not? Some other night?" he said, changing his tactic. "No, I can't. Besides, you don't finish what you start!" she said, then probed his mouth with her tongue. Mark stared slack-jawed from his place just behind the couple. He realized how hot his wife must be to utter such an aggressive thing as that in public. His own cock was jutting uncomfortably against his pants and he glanced around before stroking its warm length. He turned back to the exciting scene in time to see Mei-Ling press her mound hard against Alex's hidden hand. The tablecloth was out of the way and he had a view of Alex's hand covering most of her pussy, his fingers wrapped deep under her. Mei-Ling's dark thatch of hair looked lovely with the golden glow of skin just visible. He could imagine that her pussy lips were swollen with sexual need. Alex caught her meaning after a moment and his arm tensed. Mark could see the muscle below his short-sleeve shirt bulge and tense with determined thrusting against her pussy. It was erotic to see how hard he was striving to satisfy the beautiful Mei-Ling as she pressed firmly forward for him. He began a steady thrusting into her wet vagina and curled his fingers to find her erogenous spot. She guided his wet hand out of her vagina and placed his wet fingers between their kissing lips and then let Alex suck them. She took them back and sucked both fingers deep into her mouth and folded her tongue around them, fucking them in and out. Then, she slipped his fingers down and placed them flat against her pussy lips. Slowly, she began showing him what she wanted. His hand was flashing now. Very fast across her pussy lips, teasing her clitoris. Mei-Ling's eyes were closed, a smile tense on her lips as his hand pressed hard and sped back and forth across her clit. She rubbed his hand against her breast and tensed her body in anticipation of her release. As Mark watched with complete absorption, Mei-Ling moaned and her body tensed against her lover. His fingers were still flying against her clit, as the orgasm shook her body. Alex kissed her lips and she sucked him close and bit hard on his tongue as she came. He put his arm around her and hugged her close. Mei-Ling collapsed against him and then nuzzled his neck for a last kiss. Mark returned to the Men's room and went into one of the stalls. It was only seconds before his sperm leapt forcefully from his cock. Watching them was just as thrilling as he had expected, but as he walked back to the table, he was wondering how he could watch Mei-Ling actually having another's cock inside her body. Mark returned to the table to find Mei-Ling and Alex talking casually. "How is the cellar?" Mei-Ling asked. "Not all that good! I heard it was something special, but I don't think so." "Too bad. Could we go to 'City Club' for a little while? I feel like dancing." Mark helped her up from the table, staring lovingly at the expanse of thigh that extended from the slit of her skirt. "Why not." he murmured quietly. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 03 Chapter 03 - Nightlife The reputation of City Nightclub as a loud and popular nightspot was born out by the little gaggle of people of people in the street. Each time the door opened a wave of sound broke over them like an ocean roller at the beach. The owner, a character called Tai Ko, greeted them at the door. As usual, he was dressed like a bouncer from a Chicago speakeasy in the gangster era. The white tie and dark blue shirt with his midnight black suit made him look even larger than he was. Tai Ko waved them ahead of the others waiting for entry. "Mei Ling! Good to see you. Beautiful as usual! I have a great table for you. Right away." He led the way and the circled around to the far side of the dance floor. The place was rocking, light rays of all colors shot from wall to wall in time with the beat of the music and cast moving shadows around the room. The beat of the music was insistent and reverberated from every corner of the large room. "First drink's on me! You're good for business!" he laughed, his eyes hardly straying from Mei Ling's slinky form. I'm going to put you into your own special private room." He stopped to whisper instructions in the ear of the hostess and she went off to do his bidding. Tai Ko led the way, playing the role of big time club operator leading celebrities to a place of honor. The celebrity, Mark knew, was Mei Ling who Tai Ko had openly lusted for years. Mark didn't mind because it always meant special favors when they came to the popular spot. The sound level was deafening, the beat heavy and throbbing. A small stage suited for four or five musicians, included a Taiwanese singer, who was delivering hardly recognizable lyrics to the frenzied beat of her backup musicians. A dull red curtain hung limply behind the quartet. On the dance floor, a hundred bodies of varying shapes writhed to the music. Around the fringes a few ignored the beat and snuggled against their partners where the lighting was conducive to the pleasures of pressing and rubbing, and sliding against each other. Mark glanced longingly at the nearest such couple, recognizing the woman whose bottom was being fondled and whose mound was possessing the man's thigh. Mark and Mei Ling stood staring out over the scene. Mark noticed the smile coming over her face and a gleam brighten her eyes. Mei Ling loved this and he knew she would throw herself into it with abandon and then return to him sexually excited. The dancing and the adulation of her sensuous body guaranteed that she would return in a high state of sexual readiness. He would spend the next few hours anticipating the wetness between her legs. The hours of anticipation would be a sensuous pleasure of its own, which he would hone and build until he too would be wild with need when they arrived in their own bedroom. Mark slipped his arm around Mei Ling's waist and found the band of her panties. He ran his finger along it, thinking about watching her put them on earlier. They were black and full of lace decorating her loveliness. The thought ran through his mind that out of this roomful of men who would be undressing her with their eyes, only he knew what those panties looked like, what promise of pleasure they suggested. They could only imagine. Mark shivered with the thrill of that thought and looked around at the eyes already probing through the darkness to see Mei Ling. He rubbed her back as if she were a fine racehorse, beautifully crafted for speed and grace. Mark fondled her narrow bra strap, tucking the material of her dress under it as he slipped two fingers under it possessively. There were private salons off to the sides where a small party could have privacy sitting at small couches around a low coffee table while still feeling very much involved with the dance floor. The dimly lit rooms and deep couches were known to invite many other pleasures, of course. Tai Ko held aside a heavy red drape to invite the party to enter. "I'm sending drinks and a couple friends of mine to entertain you." He grinned. Mark knew that he would be sending some of the girls whose time was so expensive in a club like this. They were good at conversation and better at more erotic extras. Tai Ko had slipped close to Mei Ling and his hand touched low on her hip as he surrounded her with his arm. To escape Tai Ko's exploring hand, Mei Ling pulled Mark onto the floor and spun off into a sinuous, perfectly timed dance, while Mark tried to keep out of the way. As she led the way through the crowd, he watched with pride as she attracted attention of the other men. It was not just pride, it was a sensuous pleasure for him to know that every eye was on her, that every man wanted her. And yet, it would be to his bed she went that night. As Mei Ling's smile widened, her dancing became more abandoned, her movements graceful, but charged with power and sexuality. The laser lights shooting from wall to wall in time with the music seemed to focus on her clear and beautiful skin, and to fill her beautiful eyes with iridescent brilliance. One arm high in the air, a tawny and sensual leg thrust through the slit in her long skirt, she looked like a statue in motion. Her body flirted with all those eyes. Those intense eyes that devoured her curves and caressed the line of her hips. Even men with beautiful partners slowed their step and cast a lustful eye along her body. Mark luxuriated in the attention showered on his wife gave him. They made their way back to the private room to find that Tai Ko was still making himself part of their party. Tai Ko, Alex and the two girls were in animated conversation. He smiled into her eyes as she twirled back into his embrace and Mark thought about the pleasure of his hand lightly following the smooth curve of her hip. Looking over her shoulder, he followed the male eyes that followed the bounce of her round bottom, the lust and envy obvious. Even those dancing with other girls slowed down slightly and ran their eyes over her bottom and the long, perfectly shaped legs of Mei Ling. As she spun away from him, Mark understood the reason for their complete attention to her curves. One of his pleasures in being Mei Ling's husband was the sure knowledge that he was lucky. It was even an erotic thrill to him that other men thought her so beautiful and that she would go home with him. That she would be in his bed tonight and not theirs, no matter how they might try to entice her. The knowledge of all this sexual interest in his wife, made their sex exquisite when he thought about it in bed with Mei Ling. They returned to the room to find the two friends that Tai Ko had promised. They recognized Jenny and she introduced Au Fei, a tall slinky girl in a glittering orange dress whose skirt came to midthigh; a colorful necklace of large bright beads graced her neck. Jenny wore a long skirt with slits up both sides and a bright red blouse which would be see through if there were enough light. Mark admired her breasts and recalled other nights happily pressed against them on the dance floor. "Hello, Jenny! I haven't seen you in a long time! How are you?" Mark said, grinning broadly. The two girls demanded a dance with Alex and Mark, leaving Tai Ko alone with Mei Ling. Mark was sure that Tai Ko had prearranged this for a chance at Mei Ling in the privacy of the room. Mark and Jenny danced easily together. Jenny had always affection for Mark and it had caused Mei Ling to scold him jealously in the past. Jenny's mound thrust against his thigh as they turned. Mark pulled her body close and they stood in one place fondling each other. He squeezed her delightfully taut bottom and Jenny whispered breathily in his ear in return. They stood still for a moment, his erection warm and hard against that tender space between thigh and mound. She seemed content to continue this and Mark felt the warmth of her body through the underside of his cock now nestled against the silken valley of her body. He could feel the fabric slide sensually between their bodies and every curve of her body coming together there between them. Her arm crooked around his neck and she turned her head slowly to feel his lips graze along her neck, then the tip of h is tongue find her ear. He could feel her tremble slightly at the intimate wetness of his tongue on her ear. Slowly she moved her breasts against his chest and slipped her hand under his jacket and around to the small of his back. He felt her fingers slip under his belt and press him closer. Jenny thrust her mound against him a little more firmly, savoring the warmth of his cock through the thin dress. "Ohhh, ..." "Yes,... " he spoke into her ear and pressed firmly in response. Reluctantly making excuses, Mark steered her off the floor after two numbers. Jenny went off towards the ladies' room and Mark peered tentatively through the gap in the room's drapes. There was Tai Ko, sitting close to Mei Ling, his arm heavily draped around her shoulders. Mei Ling sat forward, seeming to avoid his arm, but it followed and caressed a small circle over her bra strap. His hand sidled down her back until his hand rested low on her hip searching for the outline of her panties. Mark slipped quietly inside the room and backed against the wall to see how far Tai Ko would be allowed to go. His hand went lower so he was having the pleasure of feeling her bottom where it began to flare out into round beauty. Mark knew that Mei –Ling would allow that and nothing more, not wanting to get involved with Tai Ko, but not wanting to insult him either. At that moment, Alex and Au Fei brushed through the entry drapes. Alex suddenly flashed angry, as if he were the offended husband. He sat next to Mei Ling and began rebuking Tai Ko for pushing his attentions on Mei Ling. Tai Ko was offended, but went away good-naturedly. He was accustomed to being taken on by irate husbands in his business. He grinned at Mark as he went out the door with a wave or resignation. Mark had the feeling that Tai Ko had known that he was watching from the gloom all the time. Alex took Mei Ling to the dance floor, leaving Mark with Au Fei. They sipped the Hennessy XO and Mark put one hand on her thigh as she pressed against him on the soft seat. Alone in this suggestive room and cradled deep in the invitingly soft couch, it was natural to take the next step. Mark squeezed her breast as her tongue slipped into his mouth. She wore no bra and he could feel her nipple preening against his hand eager to be squeezed by nimble fingers. Her hand grasped his erect cock through his pants and the two fondled each other gently for long minutes. Curious to see Alex and Mei Ling dancing, Mark invited Au Fei to dance and they made their way to the crowded floor. Through an opening, Mark spotted the unmistakable curve of his wife's legs straddling the long lean thigh of Alex. His cock probed against Au Fei's mound and became a little harder and more aggressive with the thought of Alex fondling Mei Ling. The crowd opened again and he saw Alex's hand low on her bottom, pressing her mound hard against his thigh. Mark knew that Mei Ling was by now very wet. He knew how she must be enjoying the thrusting against the tall good-looking friend. Mark danced Au Fei to a spot in the dark shadows at the edge of the dance floor and stopped dancing. Au Fei moved only her hips against him, fondling his cock with her body through the thin dress. Both her arms were around his neck and her hands combed through his hair, as she snuggled warmly. Mark kissed her neck and watched as, not more than ten feet away, Alex's hands gripped Mei Ling's ass and followed the circling motion of her hips as Mei Ling pressed against his extended thigh. The music throbbed as the two couples made slow fucking motions against each other on the dance floor. The lights alternately red, blue, green, purple and yellow, cast their rutting pleasures in ever-changing light and shadow. The kaleidoscopic lighting gave their movements a stop-action sense even more erotic for its eerie otherworldly energy. The throbbing beat of the music was wild in his ears and joined the pounding excitement of his heart pounding against his chest. For Mark there was double the pleasure, for he not only had the lovely body of Au Fei naked under the silk dress, but the vicarious thrill of watching Alex fondle his wife. One hand now struggled unsuccessfully to pull her skirt up to allow him access. Mark mirrored the actions of his cuckolding friend, probing the soft unfettered breast and the sexily naked bottom under Au Fei's slinky dress. Her nipples were hard and large, jutting out into his palm. Her breast was small, but the thrilling peak of nipple was exciting and Mark enjoyed the image of it running through his mind. Alex had managed to hike Mei Ling's skirt higher and Mark longed to have those long shapely legs around him. Mei Ling let him touch her panties and brush his hand across the thrilling loveliness before reaching to pull her skirt down modestly. Mark put aside a slight disappointment, but contented himself with the warm feeling of Au Fei's body as she moved again and let his cock brush from one side of her bush to the other. Mark thought he would cum if she did that one more time, so powerful was the sensation it delivered to the sensitive underside of his cock. Mark felt the telltale pain of Lover's Balls begin in his groin as they walked away from the flashing lights and into the gray gloom of the private room. Jenny had returned and they all had another brandy. Buoyed by the drinking, Mei Ling teased the back of Alex's neck as the conversation picked up. Mark watched the erotic dance of her slender fingers with lustful pleasure. From his seat next to Jenny, he could see up Mei Ling's skirt as she leaned to say something into Alex's ear. The thought occurred to him that a stranger with the same view he had would wonder if the darkness at the top of her thighs was panties or her pussy hair dimly revealed. Mei Ling was bouncy and talking happily as she always did at a nightclub. The combination of the dancing, the erotic music, being ogled by all these men all combined to raise her excitement to a high level. The more enthusiastic she became the more captivating she was. The whole conversation centered around her. She was on the edge of her seat, seeming to bounce with excitement, though she was not actually moving that much. It was just the way she expressed herself and the way she moved when she talked so animatedly, including everyone around her in glow of excitement. Mark sat watching the familiar scene with great, warm pleasure. He loved this vibrant woman he was married to, and he loved the way others reacted to her enthusiasm. For he knew in his heart of hearts that she would bring that enthusiasm home to their bed tonight, and add the same glow to their sex. His pleasure watching her was directly opposed to the strong desire to take her home and bed her immediately. His whole body tingled with the inner struggle of these too forces. The tension added to his pleasure. As he watched out of the corner of his eye, Mei Ling and Alex shared a conversation and she held the back of his hand against her breast, rubbing slowly against her nipple. She thought it would not be observed, but of course, Mark's eyes missed little when she was near Alex. In the car on the way home, her enthusiasm continued to bubble, teasing and flirting with Alex and giving Mark an occasional smile from the passenger seat. She turned in her seat so that she could talk to Alex in the back. In so doing, she let both men see a glimpse of black lace panties. Both maintained a semi-erection all the way to Alex's hotel. "Mei Ling, are you coming to dinner with the Yank tomorrow night?" Alex asked. "I don't know, ... am I?" she asked Mark eagerly. "Sure, good idea!" he replied. "In fact he may want to hire you to handle insurance issues." "Oh, great! I'd like that. And, I get to go to dinner with two of my favorite, sexiest men! You two!" she said, sounding sincere as she fondled Mark's forearm. Mark knew it was true, and his mind turned that fact over in his mind. He was always aware of the sexual tension between the two of them. He even encouraged it. After all, Alex had been the one who had come closest to taking her virginity when she was very young. It was not likely that such an attachment should die over the years. Mei Ling was aroused by Alex's sexuality, but not attracted by the part of him that was a playboy, never serious, never committed, never faithful. And so, it was nor too difficult for Mark to enjoy their sexual byplay without excessive jealousy as he might if Mei Ling had a serious emotional relationship with another man. As it was, it simply stimulated his sexual need and his sexual pleasure to think of the two of them fucking as they might easily have done before she married Mark. "What are you so quiet about?" she asked, breaking his reverie. They had left Alex behind at the hotel and were now hurrying toward home. "Oh, I don't know, just thinking about the day. Pretty exciting evening, don't you think?" "Yes, exciting," she agreed. Mark slipped his hand between her legs and she pulled it toward her until he felt the wetness of her panties. "Very exciting, I think," he said, grinning at her. Mei Ling looked straight out the windshield and then, unable to stifle a smile on her voluptuous red lips, she looked away from him, pretending interest in the storefronts that whizzed past. "Very? Wouldn't you say?" he laughed and rubbed the soft folds of her pussy with his little finger. The silken panties were moist and clingy feeling in the warmth between her legs. "Oh, .. ... yes, then, .. .. have it your way, .. .. VERY!" she said and clasped his hand tight with her thighs. She laughed that gay laugh of the nightclubbing Mei Ling, different from the day-to-day dutiful mother Mei Ling; different and more exciting. "Now, get me home!" She leaned over and kissed his neck and blew in his ear, raising his temperature by about ten degrees. "Hurry!" she whispered, and then put her tongue into his ear for emphasis. "I see you had an exciting night, too!" she exulted, her hand passing over his erect penis. "Yes, .. .. be careful!" he said, urgency in his voice. When they entered the house, Mei Ling stripped the top of her dress from her shoulders and waited for Mark to unfasten it. He moved the zip down to her bra strap and she shucked the dress into a pool at her feet. Throwing it over her shoulder, she made a show of swaying her hips up the stairs to their bedroom. She looked over her shoulder at the top of the stairs and smiled seductively with a beckoning finger. Mark's eyes remained on the joy of her bottom where black lace panties cupped the twin round mounds of her bottom. He never ceased being thrilled by that sight. It was exceeded only by the sight of her long and very curvaceous legs whose joy could not be exceeded by any sight on earth. And here she was, displaying for him the natural beauty which kept him in a constant state of sexual excitement for all the years of their marriage. Even after three children, Mei Ling looked wonderful. Mark thought about Alex's hand on that beautiful bottom and his cock leaped again. It had been such an erotic sight passing lightly over the crease of her bottom, lightly and then firmly grasping. Mark knew that she had let Mark do that, had let his hand linger there, making the tingle between her legs rise a bit higher before bringing his hand away and letting her skirt drop. Mark was bathed in the scents of perfume, Mei Ling's sex, and a tiny bit of perspiration as he came up the stairs toward her. It was enough to drive him wild with need. Mei Ling unzipped his pants at the top of the stair and reached inside. She grasped his cock and pulled him along down the hall like a schoolboy following a teacher. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 03 "I want this!" she said. In their room with the door closed, she looked at him with smoldering eyes. "Hurry, take my clothes off!" she said urgently, and waited for him to unsnap her bra and take her breasts in his hands and then kneel in front of her and slide the little black panties off long legs. Mei Ling pulled Mark's clothes off, hurling them to all corners of the room and then jumped onto their bed and waited for him. She lay in the middle of the King-sized bed, legs spread, her high heels denting the mattress. "Mark! Come here!" Mark could not wait to have her. He knelt between her legs and looked down at her. Her pussy lips pouted out, swollen in excitement. He touched the coarse, straight black hair which barely hid the beginning of her crease. It looked pretty and sensuous. A little lower, her hair was soaked with the juices of her pussy and clung to the long folds of her pussy lips. "I want your hot cock inside me! I can't wait!" Mei Ling looked longingly at his jutting penis, menacingly hard and pointed straight toward her center. She held her arms out invitingly, her painted lips mouthing and fondling the words sensually like Marilyn Monroe in those old movies. Mark steeled himself to hold off a moment longer. Fondling her pussy with the back of his fingers as if petting a Siamese cat, he looked longingly along her beautiful body, holding her breasts with reverent eyes. They are lovely breasts, he thought, relaxed against her chest now, but crisply erect nipples capped them like little crowns and his mouth watered with the thought of sucking them. "I've been wanting that cock for hours...please! Fill me up now!" she moaned, still holding her arms out to embrace him. Mark found her clitoris between the lush folds of her pussy and watched as Mei Ling pulled her lips apart for him, showing her clit to his eager eyes. Her fingers pulled a shapely triangle of pink and yielding pussy lips. She touched her clitoris with a tapered fingertip painted to match her lipstick. The triangle of bright pick pointed to small wet opening of her vagina, glistening with her fresh juices. It was beautiful, and fresh, and succulent looking. It looked perfectly ready for his cock. The purple head of his dick looked fiercely erotic close to Mei Ling's pink opening. Mark knelt between her legs, stroking her beautiful calves and watched the moist head of his cock almost touching the moist coral colored slit of his wife. He felt his throat tighten slightly with the joyful sexuality of the scene. "Hurry! I need you!' she said tensely. "Hurry! Put it in!" Mark touched the tip of his dick to her clit and watched her jump. Her eyes opened wide at the touch. But he could wait no longer. His balls ached already from the hours of excitement. He lunged and she caught him with hands that circled behind his neck as his cock rammed home all in one glorious stroke. She was so wet that her tight pussy simply opened to him and then clasped him with pleasure. "Ohhh!" she said. Oh, my god! Yes, shove it in, Lek! Shove that big thing in! Oh, yesss! Yess! More! Yes! Ohh, yes!" the words tumbled out as her hips greeted him with great thrusting lunges to match his thrusting. They were like two animals in heat, fucking as if there would not be another moment. Eagerly, Mei Ling thrust and turned her hips, tilted her pelvis to take more of him, tightened her muscles to hold it inside her cunt. She resisted him on the out-strokes and sucked him in on the down strokes. Every sense and every muscle went into fucking him. All the pent up excitement of being ogled and sought-after at the nightclub and before that with Alex were suddenly concentrated in hot, tense, wetness between her legs and she was giving it all to Mark. She felt like wonder-woman, the complete woman, sexy, strong, fearless, open and hot. Her high heels dug into the mattress and she lifted her bottom like a gymnast, reaching for him, not wanting him to pull out, but to stay tight and full inside her. Mark's excitement overflowed in spurts of cum. He could not hold back. After another half dozen wet thrusts into Mei Ling's snug pussy, he felt his aching balls tighten and then the hot seminal fluid shoot up the tubes in his cock and splash into her hot vagina. He felt bathed in warmth, his own and Mei Ling's welcoming juices. Again and again he thrust into her; again and again she took him. Mark slowly relaxed inside her and Mei Ling smiled into his eyes as she felt his cock slide between the wet walls of her pussy until at last it slipped out of her. She reached between them and fondled his wet sticky member. The smile became a kiss and Mark squeezed her nipple in the crotch of his hand, tugging pleasantly the still taut nubbin. He took it between his lips and slowly turned his head from side to side, pulling her breast. They lay quietly letting their perspiration cool their bodies as they enjoyed the kind of soft talk only lovers know, lying in the afterglow of lovemaking. "Mei Ling, you called me 'Lek,'" I said quietly. "Did you wish it was Alex fucking you tonight?" She was silent for a moment. "Did I? Oh, just a mistake. We were talking so much, .. .. .. just a mistake." she said, a note of hesitation in her voice. "He really wants you, badly, doesn't he?" Mark said calmly. "What?" "Alex. It is easy to see. He can't keep his hands off you." "Oh, well, .. .. just an old friend." "Old boyfriend, though." I continued. "Did you want Alex to fuck you tonight?" "Why are you asking? You know I love you! You know I wanted your cock in me?" she said. Her hand caressed his cheek and then slipped under to cup his jaw, fondling along his neck to his earlobe. "It was exciting watching how eager he was to have you, though." "Really? Why does that excite you so much? We have talked about that before." "Yes, and it's always fun. I like thinking about it." "Thinking about him fucking me?" she said, not sure she wanted to hear that. "Yes. I can't explain it. But, I know that you have always wanted him too, in a way. You thought he had a big cock, remember? You told me that once." Mei Ling giggled and squinted into his eyes. "Did I?" "What happened in the car today, Mei Ling?" "Oh, nothing. Nothing, really." "Three hours?" I prodded. "We talked. He wanted to talk a little so we stopped on the way. No way was it three hours though, no way." "Tell me about it. You know I am comfortable with Alex. I know you don't really want him, not permanently. I'm sure he couldn't talk to you ten minutes alone in a car and not touch you!" Mark smiled reassuringly into her eyes, his lips parting over hers. "Tell me." "We pulled off the road into one of the lanes that goes to an old rubber plantation. We opened the top and the breeze was nice and cool. We could smell blossoms in the air, Alex put something on the radio. It was 'Endless Love' by Lionel Ritchie and Diana Ross." Mark sucked on her lower lip, and fondled her breast softly as she continued. "And, did he kiss you?" "Yes, we kissed. And he touched my breast. I didn't stop him right away. Just like for old times sake." She took a deep breath. "And then he touched my lips with his tongue and I let him touch my tongue too. He unbuttoned two buttons on my dress. I smelled the blossoms again and leaned against him listening to the music. It was such a lovely evening, you can understand. That's about all. You don't want to hear about this." "Mei Ling, I'm not jealous, I like it, it is exciting. Thinking about you with him is exciting. I know you love me! But this is very exciting too." She touched his cock. "mmmm, yes, I see that it is." she giggled. "Maybe I'm making some of it up, though! He put his hand inside my dress and squeezed my breast." Mark's cock jumped in her hand, and she continued her story. "He has nice big hands and he was very gentle at first, just holding my breast. I kissed him on the neck for being so gentle, and he slipped his hand inside my bra." Mark felt her shiver with the thought of it, and squeezed her breast in his own hand. "Like this?" he said. "Yes," she sighed. "Yes, gently squeezing and playing with the nipple. So I helped him unsnap my bra, and laid back against him. I looked down and saw his big hand covering my breast, it looked pretty that way, just touching me." "And did he take off your dress?" "He unbuttoned it and then opened it, so I was sitting in just my panties in the moonlight. He wanted to take off my panties, but I didn't let him. "Remember they were not on when you came home." I said. "Yes, not right away, I didn't let him take them off. We kissed more and he played with my breasts and I began to get very hot! You know? He put his hand down below and I felt one finger slip between my legs. He was French kissing me so deep that I was very excited. I said, ' we can't stay long, Lek, Mark will be looking for me!'" "Yes." he said, wanting more. "Alex said you would probably be late and we would take you to dinner, so it would be OK to talk a little longer. He told me how good I looked. He said I was prettier than even some young girls he knows. I felt pretty good to hear that! He is such a bad boy, though! A playboy!" "He's right, too! You do look beautiful, even beside the youngest girls tonight." Mark said, nibbling her nipple once again and slipping two fingers into Mei Ling. "But his hand felt nice between my legs so I let him touch me for a while longer," she continued. "And then he put his finger in while I was telling him about our last trip to Brunei. It took my breath away. No one has done that except you for so long! His hands are big and his fingers are thick and long. It felt nice, big and wet, inside me. He moved it in nice ways, too. I was getting very wet there." Mark slipped lower on the bed, between her legs and looked up at her, expectantly. He slipped one finger into her wet cunt and moved it around. "Like this, Mei Ling? Like this?" "Oh, .. .. yes, just like that." Her eyes were beautiful, he thought, as he lowered his head and kissed the matted hair between her legs. Mei Ling spread them wider for him, her knees up and her high heels digging into his sides very gently. "Oh, .. .. yes, just like that!" she said. "Did he fuck you today, Mei Ling?" "No, just finger-fucked me, like you!" Mei Ling was moaning softly. "I only let him finger fuck me." "Was he as big as you thought?" Mark asked. She sighed before answering. Mark pulled himself up alongside her once again. She put her hand on his cock, moving only slightly. "Bigger...he must be at least 3-4 inches longer than you and about twice as big around; I could barely get my fingers around the whole shaft. I put my hand against it like this, flat on the bottom of his cock, with my fingertips down here." She demonstrated on Mark's cock, extending her fingers down until they were at the foot of the round shaft of his cock. "And the end of it was clear up here on my wrist! I couldn't believe how long!" She was breathing heavily as she told him this. Mark's finger continued to stroke gently between the wet folds of her pussy. "And you wanted it? You wanted his big long cock? You wanted it in your tight pussy?" Mark said urgently. "YES!" I wanted it. I really wanted it, Mark. But I knew I had you here at home and so it was all right. But, yes, I wanted that big thing. Wanted that big thing pushed into me. It was so big! So exciting to .. .. imagine." "And is that when he took your panties off?" Mark asked. "Yes, he took my panties. He wanted them as a souvenir. I let him keep them. Was that all right? He put them in his pocket. It's exciting that he wanted my wet panties. He had them with him all night, kept showing by putting our hands in his pocket. Why is that so exciting, I wonder?" she said breathlessly. "Do you think it is?" She whispered in his ear. Do you ever have my panties with you?" She wanted to know, again whispering into his ear and making his cock jerk with excitement. "I have." "Really? Oh, really? I didn't know that. Why didn't you tell me?" she said, eyes wide. Mark shrugged sheepishly and accepted her French kiss happily, sucking her tongue into his mouth. "Keep doing that, Mark, your finger feels good. And he's circumcised, too Mark. I was surprised. I had never seen one. It looks so naughty and pretty. Terrifying, like a huge smooth silk bullet. But beautiful, too. Oh, god, it made me shiver and tremble." "Ah, then he did fuck you?" "No. I just was examining it, and it wouldn't be fair to not make him feel good. He was making me feel so good. He brought my head down. Wanting me to give him a BJ. I couldn't resist and he wanted to go down on me, but there was simply no room in the car. I asked him to promise not to come in my mouth if I sucked him. He promised. "I looked at that big red helmet. It was so pretty, so red and smooth and wet with precum, I just squeezed him and stared at the big thing. It was so close. Looked so good. I just opened my mouth and he guided me around it. It was so sexy, Mark. So sexy, having someone else besides you in my mouth. Feeling his wet precum and tasting it and having his hand guide my mouth over it." "He was huge. I think it got bigger after I took that big head into my mouth. It just grew and I began sucking on it. It barely fit in my mouth it was so big!" "While we were making out, he kept saying that this was his dream come true; he had never thought he'd get to fuck the girl of his dreams, after all these years!!" "Did you say FUCK?" Mark retorted. "Yes, but to him, it was almost fucking, short of getting his cock inside! He kept saying 'I want you; I want to fuck you; please come to my hotel room and stay as long as you can!'" "But you wanted him badly, didn't you? I know you well enough. Once you're aroused like that you want a big hard cock inside you! So what happened?" Mark urged her on. "I wanted it to happen in a nice place, the hotel room maybe, and we have all the time in the world and could really enjoy our bodies. That's how I managed to convince him to wait." Mark loved the little beauty mark on her lower lip. It gave Mei ling an exotic look. He found that his mouth watered watching her llips move, watching that little spot so sensuously alluring, a dash of salt in a perfect chocolate mousse. She licked her lips as she continued and Mark was mesmerized by the glistening sexy beauty of her lips. As she continued, he slipped his hand behind her neck. There, he tangled her silky hair around his fingers and began rubbing erotic little circles where he knew she couldn't resist his touch. Mei Ling shivered in pleasure and arched her back prettily as his touch made love to her through the erogenous zone at the back of her neck, there in the little hollow between the tendons. He watched her lips mouth a tiny little gasp and then ran his tongue along her lower lip to touch the beauty spot. "Oh, Mark, ...! You know what I love. You know how to touch me. Mmmmm!" "Go on!" he whispered, as he basked in her sweet breath. Mei Ling moaned quietly and then slowly continued her story. "I made him cum by tonguing his cock head and licking his balls while I stoked my hand up and down his cock. My fingers just barely touched when I put them around it, Mark, .. .. just barely touched! And then it happened. I've never seen so much sperm jet out. It just kept coming! The first spurt went high in the air and landed on his stomach, the second one on my cheek and he gushed more that ran down his shaft and I licked a little bit of it. And you know, Mark? It took very little time for him to recover. While he made me come again with his fingers, his cock got hard all over again. He made me promise that I'd come to his hotel room later..." Mei Ling squeezed Mark's cock. "But this is what I want!" she said, squeezing his cock. "I want your big dick, sweetheart! Just your big dick that fills me up so nicely and warms me when you cum in me. Fuck me again Mark! Fuck me hard!" She scooted down around his body and guided his cock to the entry to her pussy once again. "Mei Ling, I almost wish you had fucked him." "Really?" she said a little incredulously. "Yes, I have this image of you fucking him, and it is the most exciting thing in my fantasies. I have to admit it. I can't get away from the thought of how beautiful you would be with his big cock fucking into you. Like this!" For the second time in an hour he thrust into his darling wife. "Ohhhh, Alex, yessssss. Fuck me Lek! Ohhhh, fuck that big cock into me. Oh Lek, I have wanted it for so, ... very..., very long." "Oh, god! My god, you will split me in two! So BIg! Don't stop. Shove! .. It! .. In!" "Fuck me darling Lek! Fuck your old girlfriend." "Harder! Harder! I've wanted this big thing!" "So long!" " .. .. It is so long! "I've wanted to feel it for so long ..." " ... and it is so ... long! Ohhhhh, my god, you are deep in me! I love being filled up like this. Shove it in, shove it in." Mei Ling was wild under him and Mark thrust harder and harder and in the end had to just hang on as she fucked him, wildly calling out the name of her old boy friend. "Alexxxxxxx!" To be continued... Sarawak Adventure Ch. 04 Chapter 04 – Mei Ling and Alex "Alex here, Mei Ling! How are you this morning?" His voice was bright and cheerful. "Oh, Alex, hello. I'm fine, just fine," she giggled, "I was just thinking of you!" "Something good, I hope!" "Yes, of course, something very good." Mei Ling smiled into the mirror across the room, happy with her secret little joke. "What were you thinking about me?" he insisted. "Oh, nothing really, can't a girl have her secret thoughts?" "OK, OK, I refuse to beg. I'll just be glad you said it was something good. And, speaking of something good, I have an idea!" Alex's confident line of flirtation was always at the ready, she thought ruefully. "Oh, yes?" "Yes. I thought it would be nice to have lunch together this afternoon. Since you are coming to dinner with Mark and me and the goddam Yank, we could make the day wonderful by starting early and having a nice chat about old times again … …? Now don't say no, I loved seeing you the other day, and we see each other so seldom. It's a shame, really." "Hmmmm, a chat? Just a chat?" she teased, a broad secret smile stealing across her face. "Sure, just a chat. We can do whatever you want," his voice tinged with a stifled laugh. Mei Ling knew that his face would bear a self-satisfied grin, just like her own. "I'm not sure, Alex. Shall I see what Mark says?" "If you must. I thought it might be .. .. our secret, though. But, whatever you think" "Just a minute, I'll see what he says." Mei Ling went downstairs and found Mark finishing his morning coffee and a baguette freshly dipped in his soft-boiled egg. The financial page lay sprawled across the table next to him. "Guess who invited me to lunch?" Mark looked up, thought a moment, then said, "Let me guess, does it start with an ‘A'?" he asked, a half smile crossing his face. Mei Ling smiled and nodded. "What do you think? Do you mind?" "No, I don't mind. If you like. Then we'll meet you later for dinner? I think you should go and have a good time. Lunch with old friends is .. .. good .. .. good fun. I want you to have a good time." "OK, I'll tell him ‘yes' then. Thank you, darling." She hugged him close to her firm high breasts, still unfettered by a bra. Mark nuzzled them gratefully and slipped his hand lovingly under the gown barely covering her delectable curves. His hand squeezed the firm thigh. "You can tell me all about it, .. .. later," he said quietly as if sharing a secret. "Okay," she replied. Mei Ling went back upstairs and accepted the invitation to lunch. She was still smiling from Alex's conversation as she stepped into the shower. Mark dialed Ryan's hotel to let him know that their first appointment had been delayed and agreed to pick him up at 10AM instead of 9. He took the steps two at a time and entered the bedroom just as Mei Ling was craning her arms to fasten a lace bra. She looked into the mirror and watched his eyes sweep over the lacy Victoria's Secret bra and panties. Mark looked at her in the mirror and slipped his hands under her breasts. "Wow, this is beautiful, I've never seen it. When did you buy it." His hands fondled her breasts and felt the seductive light covering of the bra. The bra had a light golden look and he could see her nipples, dark and lovely, hinted through the see-through lace. There was a lump in his throat as he spoke. His voice was husky with love and aroused sexual desire. "Last time we were in Singapore, .. ..for a special occasion .. .. .. sometime. Like it?" she said. "Mmmm, yes! You look beautiful." He slipped one hand down over the neat, slight bulge of tummy he thought was so sexy and then traced the soft tuft of hair at the apex of her thighs. Mei Ling leaned forward toward the mirror, looking at the effect of the light push up bra effect on her breasts. "I have an extra hour to spare, .. .. .. ," he began, his hands loving her body as she leaned back against him, preening for him like a large Siamese cat. "Could we .. .. ..?" he suggested. "NO! You fiend! I just showered! There is not enough time! I think you like my purchase!" she teased. "Oh, …. Only a few minutes, .. .." he wheedled. "Absolutely not! You can just think of it all day. Think of me like this while you are showing Ryan around. Then you will be all ready for me tonight!" she teased more and watched as his hands lifted her breasts in the sexy bra. Mei Ling reached for a tiny bottle of Joy perfume, turned it upside down and back and then dabbed the glass stopper between her breasts which Mark's hands and the bra pushed into two perfect globes. She opened her thighs and dabbed again, close to her pussy. She watched Mark's image in the mirror, happy that his eyes followed every move. She felt his hard cock against her back and nudged it with the ridge of her backbone. The scent of the perfume was strong and heightened the freshly scrubbed smell of her body. Mark closed his eyes a moment and continued squeezing the lovely softness encased in the perfect lace of the bra. "Is all this for Alex?" he asked, pretending to be quite casual. She looked into his eyes, knowing how the thought of her with Alex excited him. She didn't understand it, but over the years she had become comfortable with it. And, of course, Alex had been a boyfriend in those young and foolish years. Always handsome and charming; it was a warm pleasure to be able to flirt with him despite being happily married to Mark. "I haven't seen him for years, Mark. I want to be .. .. my best. He remembers me from when we were twenty, you know! Just like you do. I have to work a little bit after all these years, don't you think? To keep the image? Don't you think it is worth it?" she laughed a little tensely. Mei Ling leaned forward to apply subdued desert rose lipstick, and Mark loved watching as the satin-smooth, rich lipstick highlighted the sensuous full lips of his darling wife. It was a turn-on and Mark mused over how it would be to bite it off as they kissed passionately tonight. His lips moved in sync with his thoughts; his mouth watered slightly in anticipation. "Yes, I think so." She could feel him shiver with the excitement of her body and the thought of her flirting with their friend. Mark's cock tensed with lust, and he stood and moved away from her. "What are you going to wear?" She stood up and stepped into white heels with almost nonexistent straps. They made her legs incredibly lovely. Mei Ling's legs looked curvaceous and perfectly formed under any circumstances, but when she stepped into heels they were enhanced and perfected. She looked in the mirror and then watched as Mark's eyes explored the length of her legs. Mei Ling turned to examine the flawless expanse of her leg from polished toenails to the burnished roundness of her bottom snugged by the lace panties. "How about this?" She brought out a floral patterned pareo. The batik pattern was from Java and the flowers vivid in multiple shades of blue and white. The sharply outlined pattern, crisp white against deep shades of blue was stunning in itself. Wrapped around Mei Ling's leggy shape, it was dramatic and wonderfully revealing. Skillfully, she made the straight piece of cloth conform to the swell of her hips, tuck in to her waist and then cup her breasts. Mei Ling shrugged out of the bra and then refastened the Pareo over one shoulder and under the other arm. The lush curve of the underside of her breasts was emphasized by the garment. "What do you think?" She pirouetted before his admiring eyes and smiled broadly, her pearl-like teeth gleaming against the copper tone of her complexion. Mark swallowed hard and muttered: "Amazing! Beautiful. You will drive Alex crazy." "And you, darling?" Mei Ling rubbed along his hard cock that tented his pants. "Yes, me too!" he laughed, "me too!" Mark moaned in mock agony. "And then, I can change for the evening into this." Mei Ling held a see-through blouse. "I'll retie the Pareo as a sarong and wear the bra under this blouse. Will that be OK?" "Yes! Yes! Oh, my god, you will have all three of us going mad!" Mark lay back on the bed and stared at the long, lithe leg thrust through the front opening of the Pareo. Mei Ling slipped the blouse and the bra into a small bag and took one last satisfied look in the mirror. "I hope you'll be thinking of me the whole time ‘till we meet tonight! "While you are thinking about me, .. .. .. do you want me to be naughty or not?" she asked quietly. Mark thought of the thrill he felt thinking of Alex flirting with his old girl friend, his ‘kum cheng.' "I think you should be as naughty as you like, Mei Ling. Then we can enjoy it later. Remember everything!" "Don't take my lipstick!" she said as she offered her cheek for a good-bye kiss. "I love you!" Mark couldn't resist sliding his hand over her breast one last time as his lips brushed her soft cheek. "I love you, too. Have a good day. Call on the cell phone to let me know where you are and where we will meet for dinner." Ryan: Ryan sat waiting for Alex to appear. He sipped the coffee and eyed the breakfast menu and once again thought about the cavalier attitude that Alex had shown so far. He looked at his watch for the third time and waved the waiter away once more. "Sorry. Had an urgent phone call. Have you ordered?" Alex's smile didn't earn him any points with the American. "Yeah, we're ready now!" he said to the waiter hovering nearby. He didn't comment on the tardy breakfast partner, but launched into his plan for the day. Charly briskly summed up his agenda for the day. "Mark called and rescheduled to 10 o'clock which gives me a little more time for details this morning. So, that works out OK. I took your suggestion about setting up the Display module out at the Damai Beach Inn. Thanks for arranging for the chalet; it sounds like a perfect place to entertain the potential suppliers. The two technicians have set up the rooms so we can demonstrate the equipment we will be making here." "What exactly is it you will be making?" Alex's eyes scanned across the room as he asked the question in a distracted voice. "It's high tech video surveillance equipment. High definition stuff, and used especially in technical applications like Nuclear plants where you need flexibility and reliability as well as high quality imaging. They set it up so I can demonstrate it easily from the main room. The cameras are scattered around the rest of the chalet. Everything is done without wiring so it is pretty easy. You'll be impressed." "Won't be hard to impress me. I'm not a technical guy! If it has more than one button, I'm no good. More of a promoter than an engineer," he laughed. "Oh well, the guys we will be impressing are nerds! Anyway it sounds like a great spot. The technicians said the view of the ocean is spectacular! I'd move out there if it weren't 45 minutes out of town." "Might be worth it though." Alex said, sipping the special "healthy" mix of freshly squeezed juices from a tall crystal glass. Charly tried to ignore the affectations of the sleekly greasy host. "I will want to end up with enough time to take a look at it before the end of the day. Is there any way we can have dinner out there tonight? Or is it inconvenient?" "Actually, that would be perfect. It's a wonderful place and the restaurant is excellent. I'll set it up. I'm meeting Mei Ling for lunch, so I'll just bring her along and meet you and Mark there." "Let me give you the extra key to the suite in case you are there early." Ryan handed over one of the keys. They parted and Ryan made his way outside to meet Mark, who was standing at the front desk just about to have Ryan paged. "You must be Mr. Ryan," He said with an easy smile. "Right. Just call me Ryan. Drop the ‘Mr.'" His breakfast with Alex had made him slightly testy. "OK, Ryan it is. Shall we go?" Mark whipped off his sunglasses and smiled cheerfully. Charly calmed down and prepared to like Mark. The big Mercedes silently moved out of the drive and onto the street. "Here's some spec sheets of the places we will see today," he began, craning his neck and punching the accelerator. Mark kept up a steady travelogue as they drove past a steady line of palatial houses of rich politicians and business tycoons. "What is that?" Ryan asked, pointing to an extremely ornate Arabian looking building. "Oh, that's the Chief Minister's Palace. A bit garish, yes?" Mark grinned at Ryan. "Jeeze! They live pretty well." "The first industrial park is just there across the river, Ryan. It's called Sejinkat. We'll look here first because it is nearby, and then I want to end up out in Tabuan Jaya Township to see Stutong Industrial, where most of the American chip factories are. Seems like that would be a likely place are for your kind of business." They inspected several large empty buildings, each freshly painted with gleaming floors and ceilings. "We should stop here and visit one of my clients." Mark suggested, wheeling up the drive in front of a large building at the back of an industrial estates. "It will give you a better idea of an operating plant than the empty sites. They were escorted through an assembly plant. Mark grinned and waved hello to several workers, obviously a familiar visitor to them. By lunchtime, they had become friends and could talk freely about what they thought. "Alex set me up at the Damai Hilltop Chalet, I think it's called, for our display operation. We want to invite a lot of people out their for demonstrations." "Yes, I know the place. Mei Ling and I spent a romantic Valentines day there once. It's a great place." He grinned across at Ryan. Ryan thought that over. Was it just a coincidence? Or is there something going on between Alex and Mei Ling. He couldn't stand it any longer. "Alex and Mei Ling seem to get along well." Mark didn't answer, but a small smile crossed his face. "You noticed?" he said. "Well, it was pretty obvious they were old friends. I guess you folks have known one another for years, eh?" "Not exactly." Mark replied. At that moment the car phone rang and Mark took the call. Mei Ling's voice came over the speaker on the Mercedes. "Hi sweetheart." She said. "Guess where we are having lunch?" "Where? Someplace nice?" "We are at Buntal! The Kurau was great and I just got my favorite -- crab in black pepper sauce. You should be here!" "Yes, sounds like it. Where are we eating dinner? Ryan wants to go out to the Hilltop Inn." "Oh, good, I'd love that. Alex says OK with him, too. We've been flirting. He hasn't changed a bit!" "No, I'll bet not. Having fun?"Mark's face gave no hint of his feelings about this. The dark glasses cloaked his eyes. "Yes. We'll see you at dinner, then. OK?"he said, speaking a little loudly as people do on speakerphones. "OK, honey. Can't wait!" came the throaty reply. He didn't hang up right away. Ryan realized that Mei Ling had not hung up either. She must have set the phone down between them and we could hear their conversation continue. We listened in for a minute or so until we heard Alex's voice clearly: "Mei Ling, we have some extra time. What about going someplace for a little privacy, I haven't been alone with you in so long .. .. ..(click)." The phone was suddenly no longer there and Mark hit the off button. A smile crossed his face, but he continued staring straight down the road. "Did you say you have been friends for .. ..," Ryan began. "Not exactly. Mei Ling and Alex dated when they were youngsters. I did not meet him until just after Mei Ling and I were engaged to be married. He was too much of a playboy for Mei Ling's taste." Mark looked over at Ryan to gauge his expression. "I'm sorry, but Alex strikes me as a guy I wouldn't trust." Ryan laughed, waiting for Mark to continue. "Does your wife have a lover she remembers fondly from her youth? Ryan didn't answer immediately. "As a matter of fact, she does! A favorite. She almost married him, too." "Ever talk about him?" "Ryan laughed. Yes, I've heard a lot about him. So much that I even started asking questions once." And?" Mark persisted. Ryan frowned a little. "Well, I mean, I asked about things they had done together as lovers. It made me jealous, but I couldn't resist." "Me too." Mark said. "Oh, I see. .. .. .. And?" It was Ryan's turn to ask the smart-ass question. "Well, at a certain point in time, a couple years ago, I turned the corner. I admitted that I found the questioning and the answers erotically stimulating. I came to the conclusion that Mei Ling enjoys flirting with him when they meet and also that she would never leave me for him. He is still what we call a ‘playboy' in her eyes. But also just as charming as he ever was. So, I slowly let her know that it was OK with me that she found him attractive. I still ask the questions. We find it very exciting sexually. You have to spice up the marriage after 10 years I think!" Ryan was silent for a time. "Mei Ling has two weaknesses, one for Alex and the other for older guys." Mark said, and slowly gave a sidelong glance toward Ryan. "How old are you, Mr. Ryan?" He grinned, and then said: "Here we are at Shutang, Ryan." He wheeled the Mercedes into the shade of a large beige industrial building with stone facing and a large company logo. Mei Ling: The owner of Lim Hock Ann restaurant is known by his Chinese nickname Chuohao. He approached the table and greeted Mei Ling with a big smile of welcome. "Ah, Mei Ling, how wonderful to see you again! Why don't we see you more! Are you mad at me?" His eyes twinkled until he noticed that it was not Mark sitting across from Mei Ling, but a stranger. "Chuohao, this is Alex. He's from Brunei, here to buy seaside property! Is yours for sale?" she giggled and let him hold her hand as he examined Alex carefully and then granted him a tiny smile. "Alex. Welcome. No, not for sale today." He laughed and turned back to Mei Ling. "You are lovely; like always!" Slowly, he let her hand drop. "And Mark? Where is he today? I thought he was the big time promoter and land baron in the family!" "He is with another client and will join us later." "I'm dying for your spicy wild fern salad! And we will share the deep fried Karau, .. and your wonderful Crab in Black Pepper Sauce! Mark says it makes me passionate!" "Yes, .. .. sure will!" Chuohao grinned. Chuohao went away with a smile and a small bow, and Mei Ling smiled at Alex. "You're going to like this. All healthy food, just like you like!" "If all I had was you, think how healthy it would be!" he said, squeezing her hand under cover of the tablecloth. The waiters began bringing the food and Alex continued his siege on Mei Ling. "You know, we see each other so seldom. It is a shame to waste the afternoon. I know a place we can be alone and rest before we meet Alex for dinner." Mei Ling reached across the table, a morsel of crab dripping with sauce on her fork and her hand underneath to catch any drips. She held it for his mouth and they looked into each other's eyes as she inserted it between his open lips. Alex closed his mouth around it and waited as she slowly withdrew the fork. "This is the way I want to suck on Mei Ling." His lips moved the crab around and around, and then sucked it hard to the back of his mouth while his eyes crinkled with a smile. Mei Ling smiled and pursed her lips, mimicking his action. Mei Ling found him a tempting flirt, and they continued a mating dance throughout lunch, being discreet because of the watchful eye of Chuohao. It was 2 o'clock when they left Buntal and Mei Ling headed the Mercedes toward The Hilltop Inn. "Ryan gave me the key to his suite. Shall we check it out to make sure it is suitable?" he suggested. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 04 Mei Ling mouthed a silent "OK" and her lips turned into a luscious smile. At that moment she realized that she was at last going to let Alex have her completely. Her nipples crisped under the light Pareo thinking about being naked with him. She wondered what his body would feel like; wondered what it was going to feel like having his cock invade her. She had touched it before; she knew it would be long and wide, bigger than Mark. Now she would have it. Alex didn't know she had decided. He would continue the dance, trying to seduce his beautiful Mei Ling. He was enjoying the tingling excitement of the chase. Longing to have her at long last. But for Mei Ling, the chase was over. She knew! The hotel driver took them up the steep hill and opened the door to the round chalet. They entered the large room and stared across a round bed to the windowed wall looking out to sea. "I love this place. Mark and I were here last year. It is so peaceful and beautiful, like paradise." "Wow. What a view!" Alex agreed. Mei Ling opened the French door and sat in a chair and stared out over the South China Sea bathed in brilliant sunlight. Mei Ling sensed him close behind her. Then she felt his hands on her shoulders, big hands, strong hands. She shrugged her shoulder, pressing his hand against her cheek. "I took lessons in massage from a ‘Sei-foo' masseur the last time we were in Shanghai. Would you like me to show you, Mei Ling?" "Mmmm yes, rub my shoulders a little more, Alex. I love that." His hands worked magic and Mei Ling felt her body relax except for the nipples which jutted even harder against the soft Batik cloth of her Pareo. He squeezed her biceps, fondling and kneading and then as his fingers curled around her arm, the back of his fingers brushed the sides of her breasts. Alex continued massaging, his fingers lingering against the softness of her breasts, free beneath the garment. Mei Ling moaned in pleasure. "Oh, that feels sooooo good, Alex! So good!" His fingers touched the clasp holding the top of her garment and loosened it. "This will be better." He slipped it off her shoulder, baring her breasts. "Ohhh, Mei Ling, you are so beautiful! You are still my dream girl, you know that?" Mei Ling leaned back against him, allowing his hands to scoop her breasts. There was a lump in her throat as she felt the unfamiliar hands devouring her breasts. She shivered as his fingers twisted the rigid nipples. She compared in her mind the difference between these hands, eager and lusting and the softer calmer caress of her husbands hand earlier this morning. She closed her eyes and thought a moment about what she was doing, thought of the shocking behavior of having two men fondle her breasts within the same 24-hour period. It seemed a little tawdry. And yet, her body felt delicious. There was a thrill to feeling him pinch her nipples, feeling his excitement at seeing and feeling her body. There was also a thrill to her thoughts comparing the two experiences, one eagerly feeling her up and the other lovingly fondling those sensitive globes that gave her such thrilling erotic feelings. She felt herself becoming moist between her legs. Mei Ling looked up at Alex. Their eyes were like electric circuits, holding each other, fondling each other. Slowly his lips found the deep red slash of her fleshy lips and she felt his tongue exploring. She waited a moment, and then parted her lips slightly, letting the eager tongue touch her teeth. Mei Ling moved her head from side to side, letting him follow her movements, and then slowly parted her teeth more and more. Finally, her tongue darted out and touched the tip of his. It was like their first time all over again. All the nerve endings in her mouth responded, a tingling sensation went the length of her body and she opened a little more and welcomed his tongue into her mouth. She closed on it and sucked lightly. "Is that what you promised at lunch?" she asked provocatively. "Something like that. Oh yes, Mei Ling. Yes." Then his tongue swirled around in her mouth and she returned the ardor. Mei Ling could feel her pussy beginning to melt with his loving caresses. Mei Ling rolled the thought over in her mind. How thrilling to have a strange tongue exciting her with the electric touch that came with their tongues touching. Somehow that thrill was lost in the familiarity of married life. It wasn't that married sex was not good, it was just different, she thought. She sucked on his tongue and felt the thrill surge under along her nipples and down her stomach; then to her toes. She felt her body tense under the squeezing hands on her breasts and under the cloth still covering her lace panties, the panel now moist with her love juices. "Ohhh, Alex! Keep doing that." She felt his hands squeeze again and his fingers capture both nipples and pinch hard as she shivered and stretched her legs languidly out before her. She knew her feet looked sexy too, the toes wriggling now extending from the clean white straps of her shoes. "Yes! Oh, you are so good with my breasts. It feels soooo good!" His hands writhed in the pleasure of playing with the firm, round tits with their mouthwatering dark brown aureoles. "Come in and let me finish your massage on the bed, Mei Ling. Please? You are so beautiful I could never resist you. Come!" Alex's voice was tight with need and Mei Ling felt satisfied that she could raise this emotion in the jaded man-of-the-world Alex. It gave her a feeling of power to feel the hardness of his cock thrusting against he back. The perfect breeze from the ocean flowed over her breasts and made her think of flying. Mei Ling let herself be led into the bedroom. Mei Ling untied the bottom of the Pareo and let it slip from her hips. She stood before him balanced on the high heels, one toe pointed toward him; her panties, lacy, gossamer-like, resembling golden syrup drizzled back and forth over her body. Alex sucked in his breath sharply as he stared at her loveliness. Her patch of black pubic hair was a sensuous thrill viewed through the lace of her panties. "We've never been naked together, Alex. I want to see you; really see you," she whispered. Mei Ling brushed her breasts back and forth against his chest and then began unbuttoning his shirt, looking up into his eyes. She unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, then pushed downward and knelt before him. Mei Ling slowly, seductively pulled his shorts down, leaving his cock bobbing gently before her eyes. "Oh my god, Alex, .. .. it's so big!" Mei Ling put her palm under the length of his cock and cradled it lengthwise along her fingers, her palm, and up over her wrist. "It's beautiful!" Mei Ling couldn't resist kissing the blunt, round head as her other hand cupped his big balls. "Oh, .. .. oh, Alex!" Mei Ling looked up wide-eyed at him. Her lips parted and she slowly took it into her mouth. Alex watched as little by little, she sucked the big head in until her lips were poised just over the deep groove back of the head. He could hardly believe that he would at last have her beautiful body. The thrill of being on the verge of seducing her after years of coming temptingly close was overwhelming. Alex felt his knees go a little weak. She held her mouth around the tip, her lips loosely holding him, just touching all around the crown, barely touching. She turned her head slightly from side to side, letting him enjoy the pleasure of the very light kiss. She stared up at him, watching the pleasure wash over his face as he looked deep into her eyes. She was like a statue, knees together on the carpet hands reaching out to graze his legs, open lips poised around his cock. She smiled at him around the large ruby head. Mei Ling's body was still youthful; her nipples very prominent, capping firm breasts a perfect size for the rest of her. Her legs were her loveliest feature. Alex's eyes coursed along the soft curves of her long legs and then settled on the prominent mound where they met. He had never wanted a woman so much in his life. "Oh, .. .. Mei Ling, my dream girl! Ahhhhh, I thought it would never happen!" Mei Ling moved his cock in circles as she began to moistly suck his dick, her dark eyes still gazing up at him. Alex raised her to her feet and caressed her ass through the silky lace panties. Her breasts pressed close to his smooth, almost hairless chest. He pushed the panties down her hips and Mei Ling stepped out of the ring of lace. There lips entwined, sucking each other as if unable to get enough of each other. "Come," she said decisively. "I want you to finish my massage in the shower." She held onto his big cock as if it were a handle and strode across the room with him in tow to the large mirrored bathroom. Alex took the soap and lathered a washcloth, then began tracing long slow caresses over her back. In round swirls of soap his hands made love to her buttocks, which he admired again in great detail. He knelt behind her, washing her feet, seductively going between her toes as she held first one and the other up to him. Her hand groped for his head to steady herself as, with both hands, Alex slowly worked his way up her ankle, then her calf. He bent to kiss the back of her knee and then soaped the cloth, building a great lather on her thigh. He repeated this plan on her left leg and then gently moved his hand into the narrow cleft between her legs, soothingly bathing her secret nook in the rich soapy lather. "Alllllexxxxx!" "Feel nice?" "Yeesssss." A sigh. The soap stuck to his nose and cheeks when he kissed her on each voluptuous cheek and then just once between the cheeks at the top of the crease of her bottom. "Turn around." he ordered. She turned and Alex, still on his knees, kissed the soapy curls protecting her mound and slowly moved upward, soaping as he went, but losing his concentration as he approached her lovely breasts. Kissing both of her erect nipples, he traced his hands over her smooth, sleek back as there lips met. His soapy hands kept moving over her breasts as the kiss continued, wet and hot between searching mouths and tongues. Mei Ling"s hands slowly moved up Alex's warm, wet chest. She thought he had the most beautiful chest, bronzed from the sun, hard and so appealing. Her hands stopped wandering when she felt his nipples against her palms. Mei Ling could feel the strong hurried beat of his heart beneath them. Mei Ling's eyes were fascinated by the patterns the water made running down Alex's chest. following the lines and contours of his muscle. She began to feel that familiar pulling sensation in her lower body that she'd had come to associate with him. She leaned against the tiled wall and let him play with her soapy tits, her closed eyes betraying the deep pleasure she was feeling. Mei Ling took the cloth from Alex's hand and turned him around. Mei Ling stared at the golden-brown expanse of his powerful back, muscles rippling, as Alex braced against the shower stall walls. A moan escaped her. Mei Ling soaped his back, rubbing across the broad athletic shoulders, down his spine, stroking up his flanks. She moved closer, pressing herself to Alex's warm skin. She snuggled there, arms around his waist. She planted kisses across his shoulder blades, licking the water spray from the shower. Mei Ling rubbed her breasts over his back, drawing designs in the soap and causing her nipples to extend and pucker. Mei Ling's hands played along his stomach, enjoying the feel of his soft skin and moved down to run her fingers in the hair just above his penis. Her fingers combed the hair and then she gripped his growing erection. She felt the enormous vein along the swelling shaft come throbbing to life. Alex shifted, spreading his legs to give Mei Ling's magical fingers more access. She slipped one hand between his legs from behind to weigh and feel his testicles. Mei Ling rolled them in her palms as she continued stroking his magnificent cock, her fingers barely reaching all the way around its girth. Alex looked down at the torrent of water showering over his amazing erection. Mei Ling's hand was cradling it, squeezing it, moving up and down its length, letting her hand roll over the engorged crown with a little squeeze and then back down to the base. Again and again she repeated the motion as he admired the sight of her delicate hands playing back and forth along his length. He leaned back against her, pressing her against the wall and forcing her breasts against his back. He couldn't recall ever feeling more excited, his cock had never felt so good, so extended, so full, so extraordinarily hard. His skin seemed stretched and stressed in excruciating pleasure. His entire body seemed eager to extend itself into her loving hand. It was extraordinary, the only word he could think of for it. "Oh, Mei Ling, this is wonderful." Her breasts cushioned him, seemed to roll beneath him as he rocked against her. The water sheeting over them was like a wet, thick cloud. Her nipples were strident against his back, reflecting her erotic pleasure in stroking his manliness and his smooth back massaging her breasts. "Oh, Alex, ...... ....... ....you're getting bigger and bigger, .......... ...... I can't wait to have you! ..... I love your big cock,.......love holding it like this, Alex" "mmmnnnnhh,............hmmmmm." was all he could manage to say. Reluctantly, he turned toward her. They stood in each other's arms, kissing deeply. The shower beat down like a thunderstorm, pounding against the glass wall surrounding them. Steam rose around them, bathing their bodies. Alex fondled her breasts, sweeping away the droplets glistening on her skin. His thumb circled the swollen cones of her nipples. He held her nipples tenderly, rolling them between thumb and forefinger. He marveled how pretty they were, perched there on her perky breasts She stretched toward him, yielding her breasts to him even more as she reached for a kiss." Feeling his cock touch her mound just as his tongue reached out to fence with the tip of her tongue, she giggled tensely with pleasure. "Oh Alex,......... oh, wow ...." She felt his hands slip down her back, barely touching her skin, but tracing an exciting trail until his hands cupped her buns in his big hands. As he lifted her and spread her open, she felt her pubic mound slide up his shaft. It was very hard and made her think of the big vein she had noticed throbbing with need for her. And then suddenly the tip of his cock slipped inside her, past the tightness at her entry! He lowered her firmly down onto the raging erection waiting like a starving thing for her life-giving warmth. A white-hot moistness drenched his cock, scalding him with the pleasure of her welcoming love channel. It was wonderful, Mei Ling thought, feeling the strangeness of this hot, wonderfully full shaft stretching her, opening her, touching her so deeply. She felt the head of it drive deep, deep into her. It touched her cervix, she felt that it knew everything about her now. Alex slammed her roughly against the shower wall, urgently fucking into her tight pussy. His excitement drove him relentlessly. After only a few strokes his excitement let him down and he spurted his cum into Mei Ling's grasping cunt. He slumped against her body. "I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. You make me so excited!" Mei Ling knew that he would be better though, now that he had cum the first time. And she intended there would be a second time, and a third time. His big cock had filled her delightfully, teasing her desire for more. She felt him slowly relax inside her body and then slide from her grip. Alex kissed her pussy again as he toweled her legs and Mei Ling stroked her fingers through his damp hair. "Oh, Alex, you made me want more of that big cock. Let's go relax on the bed. I'm going to work you up until you want me again!" Mei Ling could see that his dick was already responding. It hung at a downward angle, but it remained beautifully full and inviting. While Alex lay back on the bed spent, Mei Ling straddled him in the 69 position and began kissing the soft shaft back to life. Alex stirred and she felt his tongue on her clitoris, teasing her lips apart to find the little bud. He licked in circles around it, and watched as it hardened and extended. He pressed his tongue along the inviting slit of her pussy, and circled around the moist entry to her vagina. He marveled at how his cock could have squeezed into such a snug entry, and then licked the smooth area between her vagina and her anus. He felt Mei Ling squirm with pleasure as he firmly licked her from her clit to her anus. Mei Ling muzzled his cock and slowly ran her lips and tongue over his balls, content to let him pleasure her pussy with his tongue. She pressed her breasts against him and fucked against his eager tongue until she felt him slip his tongue into her and begin to circle the tight ring of her vagina. She moaned with pleasure, encouraging more of that. She felt her first tiny mini-orgasm tingle through her body. It was the promise of bigger thrills to come. As Mei Ling took his cock into her mouth once more, she felt it harden and come back to life. She squeezed the large balls and trailed her fingers down between the tight buns of his ass. She teased her pinky finger into his asshole and felt him tense and then sigh heavily. His cock jumped in her mouth and Mei Ling pulled away, trailing a long web of precum from the head. Turning around, she snuggled into his arms and kissed her own juices from his lips. "I love your breasts, Mei Ling. They are perfect!" he murmured, fondling first one and then sliding down into the valley and over to the other one. They lay there fondling each other for a few minutes more. "Mmmm, I'm all wet for you Alex. Put this big thing in me again!" she whispered into his ear. Alex knelt between Mei Ling's widespread legs as if her were an Adonis. His big dick was hard and jutting once again. He let it sway menacingly over her vulnerable open pussy and stared down at her beauty as his hands fondled her feet and spread her legs wide. Mei Ling smiled up at him, eyes shining, lips glistening moist. She spread the lips of her pussy provocatively, letting him see how wet she was, showing him how the bright coral inner lips glistened with her juices. "Hurry, Alex. I want it now! I love your big cock!" Alex shuddered with pleasure at her invitation. He leaned forward on his hands and looked into her eyes. "You put it in, Mei Ling. Put my cock in that sweet pussy! Her hand closed around it and she pulled it up and down the wet slit while Alex watched proudly how the head of it teased her clitoris. He did not move forward, but let her move the big cock head up and down her wet slit, and around and around her clitoris as they looked wantonly into each others eyes. And then, suddenly, he lunged into her, his body covering hers. He plunged completely into her defenseless cunt, the hair of their mounds slamming together. "Ohhhhhhh! She screamed. Ohhhh, my god, … … you are so … … big! It fills me up. Ohhhh! I love your cock, Alex!" Alex was in control now. He knew that he could last a long time for her now that his first excited orgasm was past. He concentrated on making their second fuck a delight for her. Mei Ling tucked a second pillow under her head as he began stroking. She looked at the erotic sight of this huge shaft impaling her. She could feel his eyes on her as he proudly preened and shoved the glistening shaft more slowly in and our of her body. He pulled it completely out, leaving the dark red head glistening against her entrance, threatening, erotic, satyr-like, ready to break through her entrance again. It was beautiful, framed by her splayed pussy lips; its pink contrasting with the black of the silken hair of her mound. They lingered like that, looking between her legs at the beauty of their bodies. The preamble to their fucking. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 04 "Ohhhh, Alex, .. .. It's so beautiful! She gasped, her breath coming in short pants. "Put it in!" Excited by her voice, Alex pushed forward and they watched his wet cock kiss the open lips of her pussy. It pushed the soft lips open to caress the bulging head of his cock and then parted them wide apart to caress it as it slipped in. Mei Ling spread her legs yet again and stared in disbelief at the huge cock jamming into the narrow opening of her cunt, pushing up little hillocks of soft flesh around it. It hurt a little at first and then seemed to glide deep inside. She was fascinated by the sight, and they leaned their heads against each other watching as Alex probed deep inside. He forced himself all the way in. It disappeared between her lips, then reappeared, slipped in again and then glistened before her eyes, In and out, in and out., filling her with pleasure. The sight was so erotic that she could no longer watch. She clasped her arms around his neck and began thrusting her pelvis in time with Alex's fucking. She tilted her pelvis and tried to grip him harder, sucked him inside her with her welcoming warmth. His cock touch deep inside, exploring the walls of her cunt, spreading them apart, feeling her, fondling her, thrusting against her. "Wait! Just a moment." She said, not ready to cum just yet, wanting the big cock to fondle her awhile longer. He held her there. His cock spindling her body, his arms holding her off the bed by his grip on her legs. He made a movement inside her by tensing his muscles and felt Mei Ling squeeze his cock in reply. They alternated the vaginal caresses, both shivering with the pleasure of the intimacy of the gestures. ‘Ohhh, yes, OK, go ahead, NOW, Alex! Fuck me. Fuck me hard, Alex. I want you to cum in me." Again Alex spurred forward. He raised her legs over his shoulders and felt the soft smooth of her thighs against his chest as he shoved his cock into her. Thrusting harder and harder against her widespread pussy, deep into her clasping cunt, a drop of perspiration came off his chin and splashed on Mei Ling's breast. She gripped his shoulders and thrust with him until she felt a huge swelling orgasm begin to roll through her body. It started at her clitoris, where Alex was bumping repeatedly and shuddered through her body to nipples now diamond-hard jutting from the round breasts and up through her neck muscles straining to fuck her lover. And then, the orgasm took over and her body shook wildly. "Ohmmigod, FUCK ME, ALEX! FUCK ME HARDER!" she screamed. Mei Ling's arms flailed against the bed; she shook her head back and forth as he thrust into her jerking body again and again. Alex held on as her thrusting body lashed him and forced his cock entirely out. Without missing a beat, the head of it found her again and slipped into her hot cunt. And then a smile of complete pleasure spread over her face as her body slowly ebbed in the final throes of the hard, hard orgasm. Mei Ling felt his last spurts of cum flooding and filling her inner spaces with warmth and she threw her arms around Alex's neck and kissed him firmly, sucking his tongue into her mouth. Alex groaned and rolled over, carrying Mei Ling with him until she lay on top of him. His cock was relaxing again and he felt his cum draining down his cock and onto his balls. The pleasure of her tits against his chest made the moment of pleasure complete. His cock still filled her, though she felt him relaxing and becoming slightly smaller. She was sure he would be ready to fuck her again very soon. Mei Ling snuggled, purring quietly and closed her legs to keep his hot cock inside her pummeled pussy. "What are you doing, Mei Ling?" he said quietly. "I think we can do it again, don't you?" she giggled. They lay laughing, their stomachs pressed jiggling against each other. "I'm not sure." He laughed at last. "You have worn me out! Mei Ling, you are a wonderful lover!" "You're a good lover, too." she said, kissing him below his ear and then nibbling on the ear lobe. Alex felt stabbed. "Only ‘good?'" he whined. "Yes." She replied in a small voice. Mei Ling knew she was being cruel, but, on the other hand, she did not want his ego to get completely out of control, either. "Why what was wrong." "Nothing, nothing. Always room to improve, though!" she giggled and nibbled again at his ear. Alex decided he had better leave it there and cast a tired smile toward the mirror. He stroked Mei Ling's lovely ass and stared at how beautiful the curve was. It looked so lovely, he brought both hands to cover her bottom and squeezed her against his body happily. "Does that mean you will help me improve in the future, Mei Ling?" Mei Ling giggled against his neck. "If you are ready, .. .. .. now?" Alex could only lay back and enjoy it as Mei Ling began once more to prepare him. She knelt beside him so he could fondle her bottom and reach her breast while she began licking the stickiness from his semi-hard cock. She gently massaged his balls and licked it as it lolled lazily against his stomach. Alex softly caressed her ass and reached to cup the saucy breast. He felt her warm tongue along the length of his shaft and her warm hands between his legs. He slipped his hand between her legs and felt her wetness all along the crease of her body, and caressed her anus with his thumb. Intrigued, he moistened it by inserting it in her vagina, and then slipped it against the little rosebud. She did not encourage him, but did nothing to stop him and he slipped inside the tight passage. He heard her sharp intake of breath and just left his thumb there caressing her. She continued her ministrations, and soon he realized that he was once again becoming hard under her lips. Mei Ling bobbed her head over him, taking his cock deep into her mouth until it touched her throat. She made love to it with her tongue and felt it harden and then become longer. She moistened it all over with her mouth. "I will do all the work, this time. You can rest," she told him. Alex watched her tits sway as she straddled his body. Mei Ling leaned forward to let him kiss her breasts. He was happy to lie there suckling. She watched as his eyes closed while his lips pulled on her right nipple. His head moved slowly back and forth tugging on her nipple. She felt the pulling radiate from the nipple down the sides of her breast. It felt like she was nursing a baby and she found the sensation very pleasant. She offered the other and he repeated the lovely suckling motion. Alex groaned, "So very lovely!" Mei Ling kissed his lips and then sat upright and reached between her legs to grasp the remarkably hard cock. "Watch, Alex," she whispered. "Watch it!" Alex propped his head up and watched her delicate fingers surround his cock and then rub it along the pretty slit between her legs until it glistened and bristled once again. Again and again she bathed his cock head in her ample juices. And then, with the late afternoon sunlight glinting between her legs from the open French doors, Alex watched as Mei Ling made his cock disappear once more. His hands fondled the lovely breasts, pinching her nipples as she sank lower on the sturdy shaft and closed her eyes in pleasure as it spread her and filled her up. "Ohh, Alex, it is so lovely! So big! It's wonderful!" "So, Mei Ling, at last you have a real man, eh?" She slapped his arm with a mock frown. "You are terrible! You barbarian!" she giggled. But then she thought better of it and added. "And so, Alex, you finally have a real woman, eh?" They smiled contentedly as Mei Ling slowly and easily insinuated her pussy on his less hard, but still firm manhood. His hands happily reached for the soft under curve of her breasts and they rode together in quiet pleasure. To be continued…. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 05 Chapter Five – Lunch, Dinner, Dessert to Follow "You see, all the plants along this road are connected with the production of chips. Here is the Intel plant, there at the end of the road. The others will be suppliers or makers of chips for game manufacturers and other companies." Mark slowed the car to a crawl and then turned into a new area where construction was still going on. They looked at some sites and a couple of vacant plants, taking notes and getting details of utilities and so forth. It is a big site and took a while to go over it thoroughly. By the time they finished, it was time to head for dinner. Ryan felt drained from a hard day in the sweltering heat. It was a thirty minute drive to the seaside location of the Holiday Inn - Damai Beach. Ryan leaned back and turned the vents of the Mercedes full on his sweating body. "Christ it is hot here. How long does it take to get used to this?" "You have to be born here, I think." Mark laughed. He still looked calm and cool despite the heat. The chalets at Damai Beach are high on a cliff and can only be reached by hotel vehicles that scale the 30-degree inclines to reach the luxurious chalets. The valet took the car at the bottom and a driver held the door of the jeep-like vehicle for him. As they neared the top, Ryan admired the view of the South China Sea, azure blue off into the distance. He slipped the key in the slot and they entered a lavish suite. In the kitchen, a laptop computer sat mute on the desk. It was attached to an external disk storage unit and a control unit. The equipment sat unobtrusively on the counter of a small kitchen and Ryan strolled over to look at it. "Here is the control equipment. Looks like the guys did a good job of setting it up." He idly opened the lid of the laptop. It took a moment or two to find the latch, but finally it flipped up. 'Oh, looks like they left it on. I need to find the bathroom. Sit down, you can't hurt it. It's pretty intuitive; so don't hesitate to play around with it. I'll be right back." The screen bounced to life and Mark saw Ryan disappearing into a bathroom. It was obviously activated by motion. Mark laughed in surprise and then watched as the camera switched to another station looking toward the windows through which he had a view of the South China Sea. He clicked on another station and found a view of the hallway. There was a simple control screen up. Mark looked at it and found a help screen and then some buttons representing various cameras. He moved the mouse and clicked on "Replay." There was a moment of whirring as the external drive cranked up and then a view of the bedroom popped up as two people entered. Mark's jaw dropped. There on the screen were Mei Ling and Alex, just coming into the room and looking around. She looked beautiful, one lovely leg lancing through the front slit of the blue Pareo. Alex was wearing a bright red golf shirt and white slacks. He watched nervously, afraid Ryan would return too soon. Alex walked up behind Mei Ling as she stood looking out to sea. His arms came around her and slipped up until they cupped her breasts. A sharp pang of jealousy shot though Mark's stomach as Mei Ling snuggled into his arms, her head lying back onto his shoulder. His hands were squeezing now and his fingers searched for her nipples. The pang of jealousy turned quickly to a rising sexual excitement as the hands pressed her beautiful globes higher. He could tell that Alex had pressed his leg between hers and Mei Ling had parted them so that one beautiful leg was disclosed in the slit of her skirt. Mark found himself getting excited as he watched his beautiful wife squirm under the hands of her lover, watched as she pressed back against the hard cock that Mark was certain probed the crease of her bottom. The recorded scene occupied a quarter of the screen and one of the live cameras showed Ryan stepping into the shower through the open bathroom door. Steam blotted out the view. Mark could hear Ryan singing in the shower. Oh the replay screen Mei Ling's breasts were bare with the bright blue top of the pareo hanging down from her hips. Alex's hands were excitedly squeezing her breasts and Mark could see her lips moving. He looked for a volume control and found a slider on the side of the case just in time to hear Alex's voice: "Ohhh, Mei Ling, you are so beautiful! You are still my dream girl, you know that?" He watched as they kissed, her head back while Alex still held those lovely breasts. "Is that what you promised at lunch?" "Something like that. Oh yes, Mei Ling. Yes "Ohhh, Alex! Keep doing that." "Yes! Oh, you are so good with my breasts. It feels soooo good!" There was perspiration on Mark's forehead as he watched as Alex squeezed and teased her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples. Mark's mouth was dry as he watched, wide-eyed. He heard the toilet flush and looked quickly at the equipment. There was a DVD drawer on the front of the laptop. He quickly ejected the disk and stuck it into his pocket, then looked around and found a new disk to slide into the drawer. The screen showed Ryan coming out of the bathroom in the bedroom. Mark's cock tented his trousers and he pressed it into submission as Ryan walked into the room. "Oh, you tried it, did you?" "Yes, very interesting. The camera came on and I could see you." :Yeah, one of the strengths is the motion actuation software. They have cameras all over the place." "Where? I haven't seen any." Mark looked puzzled. "Yeah, they're pretty small. Smaller than a pack of cigarettes. Here's one. One over there on the table; another by the sliding door. All around the place, really. But I'm ready for a drink and some dinner. How about you?" "Fine, let's go find Mei Ling and Alex." "Oh, you think they will be here already?" "Yes, I think probably so," Mark replied ruefully. The poolside restaurant is on a large platform jutting out on stilts over the sea. The sun was setting as Mark and Ryan walked out on the deck and looked around for Alex and Mei Ling. "There they are." Ryan said, indicating the couple coming from the end of the deck. Ryan watched with rapt attention as the beautiful Mei Ling approached, a wide smile graced by glistening lipstick and sumptuously generous lips. Her beautiful legs flashed in the slit where the sarong-like skirt came together in the front. Ryan couldn't keep his eyes off her as the slit opened all the way to the top of her thigh and then closed until her next stride repeated the scene. She wore an almost transparent blouse above the bright blue Pareo. The pareo was wrapped as a skirt and highlighted wide hips swiveling seductively as she walked on tall strappy high heels. The blouse had a low, loose neckline displaying the swell of lovely breasts barely contained in a bra that showed lacy through the blouse. "Mr. Ryan, how nice to see you again!" Ryan was captivated. "I've been demoted. The last time we met, you called me Ryan!" he said, knowing that he was flirting already. Her laugh was a lovely thing, tinkling like Mozart to his ear; her smile an inviting picture. She offered her hand and apologized. "I'm sorry; Ryan, then. Anyway, it is nice to see you. Don't you love this place? Come along, we already have a table and I've ordered Long Island Iced Tea for you and me!" "Really? A favorite of mine, actually. How did you guess?" "I want to say that I have a sense for it, but, it just sounded American. I took a chance," she giggled. Mei Ling turned to Mark, took his hand and led both men to a table secluded amongst planters with bougainvillea cascading over the sides. Ryan stole a look at her breasts while she was talking to her husband. Snuggling close under his surrounding arm. Alex followed along behind the three of them, locked in silence for the moment. Mei Ling simply glowed with life. She talked excitedly and switched from subject to subject, alternately flirting and chatting up each of her 'dates' in turn. As they went down the line of the banquet-sized smorgasbord, she pointed out some of the local dishes that Ryan 'must try.' Ryan contentedly followed all her advice and ended up carrying two plates loaded with food back to the table. "No not like that," she said. "Here, let me show you!" She fed him a local dish that was chicken cooked in a bamboo tube. She showed the right way to eat it and then held one for him, her eyes gleaming, lush lips pursed prettily as he tried to satisfy her. Her face looked relaxed, contented, confident, perhaps even satisfied, despite the animated enthusiasm. "Mmm yes, I like it. Wonderful flavor. What am I eating?" Mei Ling smiled. It's called "pansuh manok", means bamboo chicken. It's a Bidayuh dish, Land Dayak, from the countryside. Good, huh?" Her face was filled with the pleasure of introducing a visitor to a favorite dish. She was radiant when she smiled that way and Ryan found a warm sense of affection rising in himself. She continued feeding him the delicacy, wiping his chin with her napkin. Ryan noted the small hint of redness just below her ear and it crossed his mind briefly that it looked like a 'hicky'. The thought made him want to create one there too. "Now cut that out!" he counseled to himself. For such a brief acquaintance, Mei Ling had made a conquest. Ryan felt close to her already. Each touch on his arm as she talked increased the warmth he felt inside that centered on her. "You must be quite brave, Mr. Ryan. I mean, to come all the way to Borneo and think about buying land and starting some great venture among strangers." Mei Ling had turned and caught him ogling her and it took him off guard. "Oh,.. well.. you get used to it." He managed to blurt out. She seemed to have a secret in the way she stared boldly into his eyes, and moistened her lips as she waited for him to answer. She held his gaze tenaciously. Finally, he offered a quotation. "I mean, as someone said, "Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win By fearing to attempt." Mei Ling's gaze was steady as she thought about it. She seemed taken aback, but pleased. 'Mmm, yes,.. I like that. Shakespeare, isn't it? From "Midsummer Night's Dream?" "'Measure for Measure,' I believe." he replied, amused that she came so close. Mei Ling gripped his arm. "My dear old English Lit teacher would be disappointed in me! You could apply that to many things in life, I believe." She turned pensive about something. Again she squeezed his arm and looked carefully into his eyes. "Yes,... it fits.. a lot of situations. Don't you think?" she said. Ryan nodded and smiled quietly thinking what might be going on behind that beautiful face. She slowly turned away to the others, then shot a quick glance back at Ryan. All in all, it was a delightful dinner and Ryan was sorry to see it end. "I understand that tomorrow, you belong to me?" she said, eyes widening in his direction. "Yes, I'm glad to have such a delightful adviser. It's the first time anything good has happened to me on the subject of insurance!" "Good, maybe some sightseeing, as well?" she said. "I hope so. That would be great too." Alex and Mark were talking quietly while all this was going on. "Mark, why don't I drive Mr. Ryan back to his hotel so we can talk about tomorrow? You can give Alex a ride? Is that OK?" It was agreed and Mei Ling and I got in her car for the drive back to Kuching. Ryan was still completely smitten with the vivacious and beautiful Mei Ling. Her legs were beautifully displayed as she drove out of the parking lot. She seemed completely unselfconscious about being so exposed. Ryan's eyes darted to a peek of panties which flashed in the soft light of the instrument panel. "I have enjoyed talking to you, Charley Ryan! You have good stories!" She looked at him for long seconds, an enigmatic smile on the lush, full lips. "You know, Mei Ling, I have enjoyed you tonight, too. Funny that once in awhile you meet someone you find so easy to talk to, isn't it?" "I noticed too," she said, seeming to think about it deeply. Ryan went on: "My theory is that you get to meet about 5 intimates like that in your life. You don't dare miss one, because there is no second chance." "Maybe you are my fifth one?" her eyebrows arched and her brown eyes flashed at him. "I had better make a good picnic tomorrow then?" Mei Ling's laugh was light-hearted, but she took another long look at Ryan in the half-light. His rugged good looks and the open way he smiled at her made her feel comfortable and warm. "You remind me of my father. He always made me feel good about myself. Like you do. Maybe you are my fifth person, Mr. Ryan." As they drove up the driveway to the hotel, Mark swung in behind them. Mei Ling jumped out of the car to say goodnight to Alex. Ryan felt jealousy surge inside him as she held Alex's hand a little too long and turned a smiling face up to him. But, Mei Ling made it OK when she turned to him and gave him a warm smile and held his hand in both of hers. "See you in the morning, Ryan," she said, the smile crinkling around her eyes. The two Mercedes slipped out into traffic and Alex and Ryan watched wistfully as they drove off, Mark leading and Mei Ling following with a wave of her hand visible over the rooftop. Mark found a favorite radio station and turned up the volume on an old recording of Bob Marley and the Whalers. Mei Ling pulled out and passed him and Mark could see her smile as she signaled him to hurry. He smiled to himself as she sped away. Mei Ling was an aggressive driver and now she was eager to get home and to get him into her bed; the thought of that delighted Mark and he felt his urgent erection return. He hit a deep bump in the road and felt his 'lovers balls' ache a little more from the torment of thinking about Mei Ling all day long. He had been distracted all day wondering just how far she would go with Alex this time. Wondering if she would in fact let him have her. A shiver of anticipation and the slight exciting pain of jealousy flooded his senses as they rushed through the night. She left the door wide open behind her and started up the stairs. Mark slammed it closed behind him and lurched after her delectable form. She tossed her blouse over her head as she walked and it landed over his head. Mark carried it and watched as she posed at the top, the pareo draped softly over her hips where it had rested so perfectly all night long, tormenting him with the promise of her body. The lacy bra looking poured over her body like a web. Her full lips invited him; her crooked finger summoned him to their bed. "Darling, come here, I want you now! Hurry, Mark, give it to me!" Mark expected this. She always wanted it right away when she had a stimulating evening. She couldn't wait to have him inside her. He held back though, looking at the sight of her inviting twin mounds under the lace bra, the sexy, full lips of her smile, her lovely eyes eagerly searching his body. He tore off his clothes and stood looking at her beauty, proud of their love. And yet, he was surprised how jealous he was of Alex; sexually stimulated by jealous, too. "I think you've been naughty today, darling wife. What have you been doing? Something to deserve punishment?" "I want this. I want your cock. Put it in! Put it in! Put it in!" she urged. Mei Ling was troubled by the thought of fucking Alex. She felt wanton, slightly afraid she had gone too far, enjoyed it too much. The thrill of having someone new had been shockingly exciting. She could not make up her mind what she thought about that. The touch of that strange cock had been clearly more exciting than she had felt in years with her husband. Probably not so excited since their first anniversary trip that had been so erotic. But to feel such a thrill just because it was a new cock bothered her. It had been thrilling. How could she make it up to Mark? What was this haunting feeling in the pit of her stomach. "I.. uh,.. I guess.. " she didn't know how to finish. " I thought so!" Mark pulled her over his lap. She felt her skirt pulled up, exposing the back of her legs and then higher over her panties. "Mark,.. what..?" The slap resounded in the warm room. Mei Ling was surprised to feel the warmth from the stinging slap on her bottom. "Mark,.. don't, honey. That hurts." Again his hand came down against the fleshy bottom. The warmth suffused her round curves around her pussy. She said nothing. She felt excitement as the sting of the slap on the bottom faded. Mei Ling could feel his cock hard and jutting under her tummy. She squirmed slightly, her ass forming a round peak under his gaze. Mark pulled the lacy panties down just over the luscious round cheeks of her ass. For a moment, he gazed at the beauty now marked with a bright red imprint of his hand. It formed a wreath around the crease of her ass and the swollen lips just visible between tight-closed thighs where the panties ended. "Oh, Mark,.. I'm so sorry,... " She sucked in her breath as his hand smacked against her bare bottom. She struggled a little, making her pussy lips pout from their hiding place. His cock was against her mound and she moved slowly back and forth against the tip. His hand slapped again, this time catching the fleshy moist folds of gleaming coral pussy. Mark's heart was pounding at the sight. She was just so beautiful with her dress up and her panties down exposing her pussy and the crimson patch his spanking had produced. His mouth watered and he shivered at the nuzzling her mound gave to his cock. He reach under her to loose his cock and felt her settle against it pleasurably. "So.. " he breathed heavily, "you've been misbehaving! Giving my pussy to someone else! Take that. You bad girl!" Again his hand landed stingingly on her lovely ass and again the crimson shape appeared and thrilled him in a strange new way. "Yes, yes,.. you should spank me. I deserve it! But,... not so hard! Not so..." One more smack resounded in the room and then Mark turned to soothing the crimson patch he had made. Rubbing his hand over the spot of his attack, feeling her ass, trailing his fingers softly over the round cheeks and the tender split, then lightly over the coral slit between her pussy lips. Tenderly he slipped a finger along that slit, teasing her clitoris at the end of the silken moist path. Her pulled her up to stand in front of him, then lowered the Pareo from her hips and watched as she slipped out of the garment and hugged his head against her body. He looked up and saw tears in her eyes. "Can you ever forgive me?" she asked softly. He fondled her bottom with one hand and covered her mound with cupped fingers over the wet panty crotch. "I have to tell you it has made me jealous. Even though I can't help the excitement of there being someone else is overwhelming. Yes, I think I can forgive you. I want you more than ever; now!" 'Hmmmm, seems like you have had an exciting evening, darling. You are very, very, very wet!" "Oh, yessss. Three sexy men! It was wonderful! Thank you, darling." "Three?" "Yes,... you know, for dinner! You were all divine! Ryan is wonderful, too, funny, interesting, sexy. It was like having all three of you here in bed making love to me." She laughed and then squeezed him hard. "Now, hurry, take off my panties and give me this hard cock!" Her tongue darted into his mouth and they rolled together onto the bed. Mark raised her beautiful legs and looked at the way the moist panties molded her pussy lips. He lowered himself between the soft pillars of her long legs and rested the length of his cock in the crease of her pussy lips. He moved gently against the lovely softness and felt the silky lace caress the sensitive underside of his dick. Mei Ling moaned her pleasure and their eyes locked in electric excitement as he moved, insinuating the hardness between pleasure-swollen pussy lips. He gently rocked back and forth against her and felt her shift under him, seeking his warmth; feeling the heat of his cock in her most sensitive area. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 05 She pulled his hands around the outside of her legs to cover her breasts. Together they rocked, locked in a compact embrace of pleasure. The two lovers closed their eyes, enraptured. "Oh, Mark, take my panties off, please, please put it in!" Mark slipped the gossamer-like panties down over her hips. Mei Ling lifted to help him, then opened her legs wide and pulled him hard toward her. He looked down at her, cock swaying menacingly over her. Mei Ling eyed him. Her tongue swept over her lips, an involuntary reaction to seeing his raging hard on, the dark red of its head taut and moist with precum. He loved looking at her in this position. She looked wanton; naked except for the lacy bra and her strappy high-heeled sandals, legs wide spread. He looked at the mound nicely covered with her silky black hair and then the glistening bright red of her pussy slit. Mei Ling spread the lips between her legs and smiled invitingly. 'NOW! Put it in!" she screamed. Mark felt her guide his cock to the sopping wet canal between her legs. His eyes opened with a start when she lunged toward him and impaled herself on his cock. The shock of the oven like heat of her body thrilled him. Mei Ling's warm wetness surrounded him like a blast furnace. "Ohhh, yes, darling. Yes. You feel so good in there!" Her eyes were wide open staring at him and he saw her shiver with pleasure as he settled his cock deep inside her warmth. She winced as he thrust hard against her pussy. "What's wrong?" "Nothing, nothing,... a little sore, go ahead,..." she said tentatively. He watched the glistening moisture on his cock as he withdrew and crawled up over her chest. She stared up at him questioningly. "How about this? Will a titty-fuck be nicer tonight?" "Oh, Mark,.. that's lovely. I love this big thing between my tits!" Mei Ling squeezed them together around his shaft. She could feel his warmth and her own juices as he slipped between soft mounds of flesh. Her nipples jutted excitedly above them. "Tell me about it. Have you been naughty today? Mark whispered breathily and Mei Ling shivered with the pleasure of his cock and the thrill of seeing how she excited him. "Oh, yes, very naughty!" "And was it fun?" "Oh, god yes, it was... wonderful!" "Did Alex seduce you? Did he touch your breasts like this?" "Yes, just like that. Even at lunch. He put his hand on my arm and I pressed his fingers against my breast." She moved her breasts in delicious little movements, fondling his cock like a wet soft pussy. Mark moaned, his head back, howling at the ceiling. Her soft tits were like warm velvet surrounding him. He could feel the base of the valley firm and hot under the swollen under vein of his cock. "We walked on the beach and when no one was around, he slipped his hand where you had yours." "Here?" his voice was taut with excitement. He reached back to fondle her mound as she squeezed his cock with her tits. "Here?" he repeated, her mound in his hand. "Yes, his fingers slipped between my legs, Mark and he just held it. I felt like a teenager again." Mark felt Mei Ling wriggle seductively against his body. He could feel the tuft of hair of her mound and feel the wetness of her pussy surrounding his fingers. His excitement drove him deep into her cunt and he squeezed the mound, his fingers curled on her G-spot. "Ohhhhhh,..yes!" she murmured. "And is he as big as you expected?" he asked, the thrill of jealous pain throbbing in his throat. "Oh, yes! Oh Mark, he is so BIG! I thought he would split me in two! When I first saw it, I was shocked." "And did you take it in your mouth, Mei Ling darling?" "Yes, but first, I just held it in my hand and stroked it. He is long. I just played with it and looked at it, and then Alex pulled me to it. I looked up into his eyes and opened my mouth. We looked into each other's eyes. I felt the head of it against my lips. Oh my god it felt big. Like a big ice-cream cone." Mark squeezed again the wet mound under his hand and felt the sticky slick feel of her tits against his cock and the sheer pleasure of her lips as she licked the head of his cock. "Oh, god,..." he gasped. "Tell me more, Mei Ling." "I kissed it, Mark. And then he shoved it right into my mouth. I kept looking at his eyes looking at me. And it choked me it was so big. But I held on, closed my teeth on it and watched him wince!" Her words rushed out in an excited tumble, surprising Mark with the excitement in her voice as she stopped to suck the head of his cock again. "Did he cum,... in your mouth?" "No, I wouldn't let him. I wanted it in my pussy!" she said through clenched teeth. "And he fucked you?" "Oh, yes! Fuck me now, darling. I'll tell you while you are doing me! He shoved that big thing into me hard and fast." She gulped and stopped as he thrust hard into her mouth. "Yes, like that! Oh, Mark, yess!" And you fucked him back, my darling wife?" Oh yes, I humped against him, I gobbled him with my cunt, darling. I fucked him like he has never been fucked before. He kept getting more excited. His dick is so long, I almost couldn't take all of him. But then suddenly it was all inside me, all of him, Mark, all of his big long cock I remember from years ago." "Good, Darling?" "Oh, yes, good. Put it in me, Mark. It won't hurt that much. Put your lovely dick inside me, darling." Eagerly, Mark slipped down her body, his cock feeling every curve and soft round ness as he slithered town over her mound. He felt his cock slide between her legs and his cock tumble down over the hairy mound of her pussy. Mei Ling opened her legs wide to him. "Was it good, Mei Ling, were you well fucked!" he murmured gratefully into her ear as his cock slipped into the happy wetness of her cunt. "Like you are fucking me now! Cum darling, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me! I can't get enough of you!" Mark raised her legs, holding her ankles and bottomed out hard against those wet pussy lips he had spanked into tense excitement. She was wonderfully tight in spite of her wanton sex day. "That's it! More! Harder! Shove it in!" "Oh, Mei Ling, it feels so good! So Hot!" he bit her ear lobe as his hips continued their aggressive, thrusting. "Ohhhh, Fuck me! Mark! Mark! Mark! Fuck me! YES!" Mark felt his orgasm follow hers and then the warm sperm surrounding his cock deep inside her cunt. They held each other and then slipped apart, kissing in a long weary lingering embrace. Mei Ling felt complete. She felt loved. She drifted into enchanted sleep. Mark lay in the darkness for a long time, lingering in thoughts of his wife fucking Alex and idly stroking the firm wet mound between her thighs, soothing her; soothing himself. He stared into the darkness a long, long time before drifting off to sleep. To be continued... Sarawak Adventure Ch. 06 Chapter 06 - The Party "We should go first to the Labor Ministry and get you acquainted there,"Mei Ling said. Ryan asked for another cup of coffee and Mei Ling pointed a long slender finger toward her own cup and nodded to the waiter. "A big part of the fringe benefit cost is under government control, and you need to know some people there to help you understand the responsibilities of employers in Malaysia." Mei Ling looked up expectantly at Ryan and caught him staring at her breasts. She smiled. "O.K?" He grinned sheepishly, turning back to business. "Yes, OK, lead on, Mei Ling." "I know most of the ministries you will need and of course, I can help with the insurance you want to carry, too. I just think it's important to understand the country before we talk about insurance coverage. Right?" "Yes, good." He replied, his eyes exploring the soft contours and high cheekbones of her pretty face. It was an astonishingly lovely face, he mused. So different from American faces, more graceful, exotic. He followed the tiny miniskirt swinging across long tan legs as she led the way through the restaurant and out into the lobby, then joined alongside her long legged stride to the Mercedes. Ryan opened her door and she swung the beautiful legs under the wheel, not bothering to fuss with the skirt as it nestled high on her thighs. Ryan saw her glance at him to catch him staring at her once again. He made a note to keep his mind on business as much as possible. Mark: I could hardly wait to get out the tape I had stolen from Ryan's machine. I waved Mei Ling out of the driveway and then opened my own car to take the video from the glove box. I brought my coffee and baguette to a deep leather chair in front of the TV and slipped the tape into the player. The screen flickered to the color image of the two of them where I had left them yesterday. Mei Ling's voice was low because she was facing away from the camera, out over the sea. "I love this place. Mark and I were here last year. It is so peaceful and beautiful, like paradise." "Wow. What a view!" Alex agreed. I watched over the brim of my cup as Alex on the screen, offered a massage to my wife. I felt a twinge of jealousy along with sexual arousal as his hands closed over her shoulders and Mei Ling leaned back against him. It scene was so intimate, her head nuzzling his hand as he stood behind her. Alex leaned forward and I could tell that his hands were on her breasts, though I couldn't see them. He stood like that tormenting me with the secret of how his hands were fondling and squeezing her. Mei Ling didn't move away and I watched as he continued his movements and leaned forward to kiss her on top of her head. I fast-forwarded as he continued and then lead her to the huge bed. She untied the pareo and let it slip down her body and stood expectantly before Alex. The quality of the cameras was excellent and I could see the dark patch of pubic hair under lace panties. Her nipples jutted against the bra and I could see how excited his hands had made her. I stopped the tape and ran up the stairs to our bedroom. The sight of her panties reminded me that they might still be lying where she left them last night. Nothing was left in the room, so I went to the clothes hamper. There I found the panties, still slightly moist feeling, tumbled together with the lace bra. I brought the soft, silken pile downstairs and laid them out on the table. I started the tape once more and settled into my chair, the panties pressed close against my nose. My cock was semi hard under the loose shorts I wore. I couldn't resist fondling the pleasurable firmness the sight of Mei Ling brought. "We've never been naked together, Alex. I want to see you; really see you," she whispered I felt a shudder course through the back of my neck at her words. Her voice was like a warm tongue in my ear as the words tumbled hoarsely from her full lips. Her hand went to her left breast, cupping it idly as she began unbuckling his pants. I watched as my wife knelt before him and pulled his shorts down to reveal his jutting cock. She was right, Alex was large, much larger than me, I thought. She seemed fascinated by the sight of it and I wondered if she had ever looked at my cock with such rapt attention. I shook myself away from that thought and concentrated on the scene before me. "OH my god, Alex, it's so big!" She leaned forward expectantly, lips parted and then it was inside her mouth. Her dark red lips slipped around the big cock as if sampling a large sugarcane. I watched as Mei Ling looked up into his eyes and moved her head from side to side, holding the bulging end of Alex's cock in her mouth. "Oh, .. .. Mei Ling, my dream girl! Ahhhhh, I thought it would never happen!" I heard the excitement in Alex's voice. He sounded urgent, aching with need. Her cheeks sucked in slightly as if she were savoring the taste, sucking hard on him. My own cock was harder from the erotic scene and I felt the naked head of it under the open leg of my shorts. Precum wet the end of it and I toyed with it between my finger and thumb. It was slick and silky under my touch. I shivered slightly with self-pleasure and watched Alex look toward the ceiling, eyes closed in savage pleasure as Mei Ling took more of his length into her mouth and squeezed his balls before my eyes. I slipped the silky panties against my cheek and basked in the scent of Mei Ling and her perfume as she ate his cock on the screen. I took a moment to spread butter on the baguette, never taking my eyes from the screen as Mei Ling's aggressive blowjob continued. I dabbed at a bit of butter spilled on the table and then touched it to my lips, realizing that in doing it I was tasting not only the butter but a little precum from my own cock. The two of them disappeared in the direction of the bathroom and I wished there had been no camera for me to watch them shower. I turned up the volume so I could hear their voices. I could not distinguish all the words, only a few could be made out. I leaned forward, excited by the tension of hearing but not seeing. "......................., it's so big!" Then laughter, followed by the male voice, "Oh, Mei Ling, this is wonderful." I heard her voice again, muffled but tunnel-like from the tile of the bathroom walls: "Oh, Alex, ...... ....... ....you're getting bigger and bigger, .......... ...... I can't wait (unintelligible)... ..... I love your big .... ......... . (some unintelligible words), ......... Alex" The male voice moaned loudly in pleasure. The long, drawn out sound echoed hollowly from the room. Then a loud thump of their bodies against the shower enclosure and the door banging open. "Oh Alex,......... oh, wow ...." The sound of the water was louder now and the repeated thumping told me what was happening. I didn't have to see them to know that Alex was fucking Mei Ling. I knew that she would have her legs around his waist, eagerly accepting that long thick cock. I was rubbing the head of my cock fiercely as I imagined the scene of my wife and Alex. And then, as quickly as it started, the bumping subsided into silence and the water stopped drumming against the wall. I heard Alex's voice more clearly now: "I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. You make me so excited!" I smiled. So! Alex had cum without satisfying her. But then I heard her voice, tight with need urging him, almost begging him. The naughty thought of his cum slipping down her thighs as they toweled each other's bodies sprang to my mind. "Oh, Alex, you made me want more of that big cock. Let's go relax on the bed. I'm going to work you up until you want me again!" They reappeared in the bedroom scene, both still naked, Mei Ling leading him by his cock, her hand holding it like a handle. Alex had a big smile on his face as he followed her eager stride to the bed. Mei Ling almost leapt onto the bed and lay open to him, her legs spread wide and a wide smile welcoming him. Dreamily, I pressed her panties to my nose and inhaled deeply the almond like scent of her pussy still clinging to the garment. I watched as Mei Ling straddled Alex's face and lowered that same pussy scent over his mouth and then leaned forward and began kissing and licking his cock. I was thrilled with the sight of her gorgeous body hunched over Alex's athletic body. I unzipped my shorts and loosed my own jutting cock, now hard as it had ever been, and surrounded it with Mei Ling's panties. Slowly, I stroked myself as I watched my darling wife as she slowly licked and suckled his big cock back to life. It took almost no time at all. He was soon hard and stiffly erect as her mouth over and over slipped over the bulging head and down his shaft. My hand made the same motion over my own cock, the silky panty caressing me. I watched as she withdrew from him and turned to snuggle into his arms. I could hear their voices perfectly now. "I love your breasts, Mei Ling. They are perfect!" I heard him say, his voice low and full of sexual need once again. Her voice sounded sexy to my ears: "Mmmm, I'm all wet for you Alex. Put this big thing in me again!" She said it softly and seductively, but the microphone picked up every nuance and made my hand tighten on my cock. I watched as she lay back and spread her legs wide for Alex; watched as he knelt between her legs; then shuddered with pleasure as my wife's hand reached for the big cock and pull it toward the bright coral slit of her pussy. She slipped the head along her slit, smiling up at his pleasure lighted face, and then tucked the big head into her cunt and spread her legs even wider as Alex thrust forward. She looked incredibly erotic to me, spread wide and accepting of the big organ, guiding herself onto it, squirming her hips under his lunging body. I watched as Mei Ling thrashed in orgasm, her arms flailing the bed, her head whipping back and forth with pleasure. Slowly her movements slowed. Alex's lean hard body continued fucking into her. He exulted over her, his cock lancing deep into her lust written over his entire face and body as he took her, impaling her body with his long organ. Finally, I watched as his sweating body became taut as a bow and then fell on her body and thrust a few more times, emptying his cum into my wife's cunt. Exhausted at last, he rolled off her and his wilting cock stood at half strength, glistening with her wetness, long drooling streamers of cum stretching from his body to hers. My cum shot high into the air and splashed down, hot and thick on my body. Further spurts oozed down over Mei Ling's lacy panties, still flashing up and down my weakening cock. I slumped back and watched the two fucking wildly on the bed. I was overcome with the pleasure of it. Exhausted, I fast-forwarded the machine and lay back in my chair. Mei Ling soon recovered and as is characteristic of her, she wanted more. I watched as Alex lay completely wiped out on the bed. Mei Ling bent to the task once again and soon had his cock hard. I watched the lovely sway of her breasts as she straddled the erect member and smiled down at him. "I will do all the work, this time. You can rest," And then, sexily, she taunted his attention: "Watch, Alex," she whispered. "Watch it!" Alex lazily canted his head up to look between her legs as she settled down over him. I knew how he felt. I watched, exhausted as my insatiable wife began, once more, riding Alex's huge cock. His hands fondled the lovely breasts, pinching her nipples as she sank lower on the sturdy shaft and closed her eyes in pleasure as it spread her and filled her up. I watched my wife place her hands on his biceps and lean back. Her back arched and her hips canted into him. She looked like a Siamese cat taking her pleasure against a scratching post. Her back arched more, angling her cunt so it forced his cock to touch her just where she needed it most. Up and down she moved forcing him against her g-spot, touching her pussy lips against the curly hair on his pubic mound. Her breasts jiggled into his hands and she through her head back, letting her long hair dangle against her back. "Ohh, Alex, it is so lovely! So big! It's wonderful!" A pang of jealousy escaped my self-control, but still I smiled at Mei Ling's pleasure. Ryan: The morning was filled with long halls of similar looking government offices. Ryan was starting to flag under the constant intense heat, but Mei Ling still looked fresh to him. At last she relented and slowed the pace as they stepped once again into the brilliant sunlight from a huge ministry building that looked to Ryan like a palace instead of an office building. "Jesus, what a place!" he muttered to Mei Ling, a grin spreading over his face. "Everyone says that when they visit here," she laughed. "Now, how about some lunch? Are you hungry yet?" "I'm starved. I'm exhausted. Do with me what you will!" he replied, and followed along as she led the way him down the street and into a tiny shop that smelled delicious. They were soon in the car and headed out of town along the beach road. "I'm taking you to my secret place!" she said. She turned down into a grove of trees. The lane lead to a small park overlooking the river and parked the car. She led him down a path nicely shaded from the sun he had learned to hate. A cool breeze drifted from the ocean and bent the scent of flowers toward them. "Here we are! Better than any restaurant I could have taken you to!" she smiled. She swung one long leg over the only bench in a shaded nook open to the deserted riverbank. She tucked her short skirt down between her legs for modesty and invited him to sit on the other end of the bench while she opened the bags and wrappings on five different dishes. The warm aroma seeped up between them and Ryan had a distinct feeling of intimacy and warmth. Mei Ling laughed at Ryan's hesitant approach to one of the dishes. "Pick it up like this, Ryan, here, let me show you. Taste this." She crimped it and offered it to his lips. He sucked it into his mouth and savored the morsel. Ryan watched her purse her lips, setting the example for him. He was struck with how pretty and tempting her lips were, large and glistening in the dappled sunlight. "This one you suck the center out. Don't try to eat the rest of it!" she urged. There were bottles of a fruit punch that tasted fresh and flavorful. "This is delicious, Mei Ling. I have no idea what I'm eating, but I love it." "I know what you mean. One American ex-pat gave me something called Peach Cobbler. It looked sticky and gooey but it tasted wonderful. You have to try new things, eh?" she bubbled with enthusiasm and Ryan's crush on her deepened. When they had finished, they relaxed and looked out over the water. Ryan turned to her and said, "Mei Ling, I want to ask something. It's a little odd." "Go ahead," she said, looking at him expectantly. "I want to touch your lips. They look beautiful. Unreal! Sorry, I shouldn't have said it." "It's OK, go ahead," her smile broadened and her eyes sparkled as she leaned forward. "Not like that, I mean like this," grinning. He leaned forward and pressed his lips lightly against hers. Mei Ling looked around her modestly. "We don't do that very often in public. I like it though," she laughed, again. "But, then, it isn't public here, is it?" she said. "Sorry about that," Ryan said, and looked away. They continued talking and enjoying the shade and a light breeze that relieved the intensity of the midday heat. "I suppose we should get back at it!" he said reluctantly. "Yes." "What are we doing this afternoon? he asked. She told him the schedule and that they would finish at 2:30 or so. As they folded up the bags and wrappings, Mei Ling asked, "Can you tell by just one taste?" Her eyes met his and a funny little smile crossed her lips. "What?" he said, puzzled. "When I tried peach cobbler, I had to try more than one taste, .. ........" she grinned at him and her dark eyes twinkled. Ryan leaned closer and felt her lips move slightly under his. He tasted the tip of her tongue with his. "Mmmm, better than peach cobbler, even!" he muttered, looking down at her lips when they parted, then tasted again. "Much better," Mei Ling giggled. She stood up and Ryan followed her up the path to the car. Ryan was having second thoughts about kissing her. As she drove along the busy city street, he was going over his thoughts and kicking himself for coming on to another man's wife. After all, Mark had been helpful and he liked him. Somehow he wasn't proud of himself. His mind slipped back to the pleasant softness of her lips and of her offer of a second kiss. "We have one more appointment, Mr. Ryan. We just need to get you officially registered with the environmental agency. It will make it easier when you decide on your plant site." Ryan snapped back from the reverie. "OK, fine." They drove in silence, but he noticed her glancing toward him. The afternoon sun made her legs glow with a warm golden sheen. The miniskirt tented a shadow temptingly high on pretty thighs. "Uhhh, .. Mei Ling, I should apologize .. I shouldn't have done that. .." "No problem, Jack." "Well, I .. .." "Actually, I enjoyed it. So, .. .." she smiled at him, then turned back to her driving, the smile lingering on those succulent, moist, glistening red lips. "Well, thanks, but I shouldn't have .. .." "Would it shock you, .. I wonder. Would it shock you if I told you that .. .. that Mark would also like it that you kissed me?" She looked quickly at him, a questioning look on her face. She blinked her long eyelashes, then turned away as the light changed. "He finds it exciting. Besides, he likes you. He would enjoy knowing that you were excited .. .. by me. You know? It's just the way he is." "Oh, really? And, .. .. what about you?" She was silent for a little while and looked off in the distance at the next stoplight, saying nothing. "Well, I enjoy helping him with his fantasies. But, sometimes I .. .. would also like them to be real. Lately, that has been on my mind. I hope that doesn't shock you." She hit the brakes hard and veered into a garage under a tall building. Suddenly in a shadow, it was like a mine shaft compared to the white light of the sunny day. "Oops, sorry! I lost track of where I was, she giggled. Ryan thought how sexy the click of her heels sounded on the marble floors of the office building. He followed along docilely, watching the swing of her skirt teasing those long beautiful legs. Sheepishly, he caught up with her so the thought of slipping his hand under her skirt didn't haunt him quite so much. He knew how soft everything would feel, how soft and warm her body would be there, and he shook his head to clear the distraction. "This is Miss Qwan," She said. "Mr. Ryan is here looking for a plant site, Soo Ling, and we want to have him registered so you can lead him through the proper filings." Once again, Ryan was impressed that Mei Ling seemed to know everyone and everyone knew her. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Ryan, I've been expecting you. Please be seated." She waved toward a low table with two chairs and a small couch. Soo Ling was beautiful. She wore a crisp white blouse and a black skirt, looking businesslike, but nothing could hide the soft curves of her body. She crossed her legs and the skirt rose a little higher on thighs as she perched on the edge of the chair next to Mei Ling. There were a few forms to sign and materials to take along. Ryan was trying to focus on the work at hand in spite of the lovely legs of the young clerk. He noticed a wry smile cross Mei Ling's lips as she gave him a knowing glance. Slowly, she uncrossed her own legs, paused with a devilish look on her face. Her legs were parted and he could see the flash of panties as she held the pose for just a moment before languorously closing them. He couldn't help staring at the white spot her crossed leg had left just above the right knee. Slowly the spot went away and he found himself tongue-tied with the beauty of her round perfect knees below the short skirt. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 06 She turned and looked at Soo Ling, with a completely innocent look. "Good. Have we seen everything we need to see today then? Thank you very much." They said their good byes and Soo Ling followed them to the door, bowing politely with a radiant smile for the tall American. "I can see that you will have no trouble with this department, then." Mei Ling's laugh echoed in the long hallway as she led him back to the underground garage. "Listen Mr. Ryan, would you like to come to a party tonight?" "Uh, well, .. It's not necessary. I can fend for myself." "One of the biggest developers in Kuching is throwing a party and Mark and I are going. You might make some useful contacts, too." "Really, go ahead. You have a good time." "I would like you to come," she said. "In that case, .. I accept; happily!" Mei Ling smiled and rolled big brown eyes at him over the top of her black-rimmed sunglasses. "We'll pick you up at 6:30, then. Good afternoon, Mr. Ryan!" To be continued... Sarawak Adventure Ch. 07 Chapter 7 – The Party Ryan stood in front of his hotel and watched her drive away with a wave through the sunroof of the blue Mercedes. He felt relieved to recover with a couple hours out of the sun. A long, cold shower and a short nap would feel good. The fresh, cool, crisp sheets against his naked body soothed him into a sound sleep behind heavy drapes that shut out the sun. Sleep came quickly as memory of her kiss faded slowly from his smiling lips. The phone jangled him awake. "Hello?" "Are you standing me up, Mr. sleepyhead?" "NO, .. .. no, uh, .. .. what time is it?" he stammered, shaking his head against the cobwebs of the nap. "I'll be right down! I'm coming, .." Mei Ling giggled seductively. "OK! Can I come up? I brought you something to wear!" Still looping a belt through the loops on his tan slacks, he opened the door. Mei Ling looked radiant in a rich, dark orange dress framing the rounded tops of breasts and a wide, inviting valley leading into secret darkness. She held a hanger with a formal shirt designed for tropical climate. "I think you'll look nice in this, if you can do without a tie for one night?" She strode into the room and unbuttoned the shirt to drop it from the hanger. Holding it open for him, she left him no choice. She was being seductively inviting. A little unsure of himself, he loosed his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt. He pulled it from his pants and stripped off his undershirt. Their eyes did not leave each other. Her lipstick matched the dress and her lips looked moist and luscious. He noticed for the first time how the tiny mole on her lower lip acted as a beauty mark, emphasizing the beauty of her face. Ryan sensed the intimacy of standing bare-chested in a hotel room with a sexy woman. Mei Ling was completely in charge of herself as she held the shirt for him to slip into. "Mr. Ryan, .. .. you are ‘pretty!' I mean, you are in good shape! Right? No, I'm right the first time; pretty. And you are a furry bear, too!" She ran her hand over the hair on his chest and just touching his hardening nipples. She began buttoned the shirt and smoothed it over his shoulders, pretending to be busy and ignoring Ryan's admiring eyes. "There, what do you think?" "I think, … I think, thank you! I like it! I think it will be a little cooler than my necktie." "You look almost Chinese! Want me to teach you the language on the way to the party?" "Aaargh! I'm impossible in languages. I'm American. I hardly speak English." "You'll do all right!" she assured him, and headed out the door ahead of him. As she passed, Ryan was aware of the delicate floral scent of her perfume as he glanced down between her round breasts. The party was already in full swing when they arrived at 7:30 in front of an impressive house fronted by a large iron gate which swung open as we approached. Inside, the house was jammed full of elegant people. The conversational noise had reached that point universally recognized as a ‘good party.' Ryan picked up a drink of Suntory whiskey with a splash of water and a sprig of something similar to peppermint and sucked on the heavy cut crystal glass. As Mark and Mei Ling busily greeted a multitude of friends, Ryan leaned against a wall and surveyed the crowd. The women were wonderfully elegant. Their clothing ran an international gamut from local pareos to miniskirted little black dresses caressing petite, shapely figures. Elegantly simple strings of pearls and legs made lovely by spike heals on strappy sandals accented the beauty everywhere in the room . The brightly patterned pareos draped creatively over breasts and hips, stressing each curve and framing panels of bare skin. "Ryan, I want you to meet a good friend of mine. Chen Ni, this is Charley Ryan." "Hello, Mr. Ryan. I have heard about you already, you k now." "Some of it good, I hope." He looked down into a pretty face framed by dark black hair cut short with a flip forward under her chin. The dark brown eyes and flaming red lipstick contrasted exotically with her hair and the simple black dress fit close to her trim, curvy figure. Her breasts were large for her frame and he was tall enough to have trouble concentrating on her eyes without straying to the valley between her breasts. He could see the bright red band of her bra at the bottom of the valley. She looked up at him with a half smile, waiting patiently until his eyes came back to hers. "Some of it!" she said, leaving him a little bit unnerved by her frank response. Over her shoulder he saw Alex slip an arm around Mei Ling and saw her look up at him and smile. Mei Ling stole a glance toward Charley and winked. She turned slowly back to Alex, then took another quick look to find Ryan still staring at her. "Come along, let's see who's here." Chen Ni said over the chatter and pulled him by the hand. He soon lost track of the names, but surrounded by beautiful people, it was impossible to have a bad time. Regularly, someone would stop by and exchange his empty glass for a full one. He had begun liking the Suntory whisky. The girl in the light blue pareo brushed her hip against him and leaned close as she talked into his ear. The pareo was over her left breast then swooped over her right hip; the other end of it did the same from right to left, leaving a diamond of smooth, bare skin at her waist. Growing more bold with each sip of whisky, Ryan happily slipped an arm around her resting his hand on the bare hip. Mei Ling arrived and said something in Chinese to the pareo draped girl, punched her finger playfully into Charley's gut and swiveled away across the crowded floor. "What did she say?" he asked. "She said ‘Su Lee, keep your hands off him, he's my friend.' I didn't know you knew Mei Ling. She's one of my best friends. We play Mahjong together every week." Mei Ling looked back from across the room and smiled that toothy grin that was beginning to excite him. Su Lee snuggled closer and made a face back at Mei Ling. Chen Ni arrived and told Su Lee that her husband was looking for her. She, too was pleasantly drunk and the party swirled on around them. Again and again, Charley caught a glimpse of Mei Ling being courted by Alex and again she caught him looking at her. She smiled and turned back to answer Alex, touching his arm as she did. "Now why the hell am I feeling jealous?" he asked himself. In spite of himself, he could not shake the feeling of loss he felt being separated from Mei Ling by the big crowd. "I used to come to this house as a child. It's a wonderful old place. Would you like to see some of it, Ryan?" Chen Ni's arm was around him and she slipped her hand under the bottom of the shirt to pinch the flesh of his waist. "Sure, why not?" he slurred. "Lead on, my lovely!" The sexuality of her intimate touch took his attention, and he looked at her with sharpened interest. As Chen Ni walked ahead of him, he admired the perfect calves and the delicate hollow back of her knees. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled at his staring eyes. As they neared the top of the stairs, Ryan put his hands on hips that swiveled seductively under his touch. "Be careful, Mr Ryan, if you give me a massage, I might follow you anyplace!" she said quietly over her shoulder and then giggled drunkenly. "God, I haven't been up here in years. We used to play hide-and-seek up here." The hall was darkened and there was another staircase at the end. "Ryan, call me Ryan." He muttered. "You make me feel like someone's father." "Shall I show you my secret hiding place, RYAN?" She didn't wait for an answer but led the way to the next staircase. "Want to play train again, Ryan?" she waited for him on the first step. Ryan obligingly slipped his hands over her round hips and felt her bottom swivel sensually under the dress. He felt the band of her panties under his fingers on each side of her hips and explored the panty-line as it undulated over the opulent hip. Slowly he let his hands move toward the center until they formed a V over the crease of her bottom. He made slow circular motions, moving the light fabric over the silky panties, enjoying the softness of her bottom as she slowly mounted the long staircase. At the top, she turned under his hands and let them find their way from her waist to her breasts while she waited to be kissed. She was a good kisser. The sweet taste of lipstick smeared sexily between them. Ryan tentatively opened his mouth and tasted the moist succulent lips, pausing to see if her tongue would follow. Taking his hand, she led the way into a dormer with a leaded glass window. They looked out over the river valley lined with lights like a diamond necklace thrown casually on a rumpled black velvet coverlet of a bed. "Isn't it pretty up here?" she breathed. Chen Ni pressed close. As her tongue found his, they sucked each other; gently probing, moistly savoring, as his hands pulled the dress up over silken panties. His hands played happily there while she found his hard cock with her firm mound. "They throw a hell of a party here," he whispered. "They sure as hell do," she replied. "Shhh! Wait!" They stood fondling each other silently. The sound came again. Then a giggle. A male laugh responded quietly. "Someone has beat us to my secret hiding place, Mr. Ryan!" she wheedled. They moved along the hall. Silently she opened a door just a crack. Candlelight danced into the hall as they pressed their heads together to look inside. Shadows loomed large on sloping ceilings and walls of a tiny room made from one dormer of the old house. Aging but elegant wallpaper identified it as a child's room of long ago. Hobbyhorses pranced in parade across an endless landscape. White woodwork gleamed around the window frame and small child-sized furniture. A single bed was centered under a draped canopy of white damask with gold tassels. A fluffy white counterpane flowed off the sides of a bed now cluttered with thrashing arms and legs. The girl's legs were spread wide from under a skirt pressed high over gleaming white panties. Long suspenders stretched taut along lithe thighs to clasp the black tops of stockings; sexy straight seams center-lined curving calves. The stocking was distorted by the garter clip and emphasized the loveliness of the wearer's legs reaching around to pull her lover into her. The man's face pressed into the crotch of her panties. He nuzzled contentedly, moving his head from side to side making circles against the satin covered pussy lips. His hands eagerly coursed up and down the nylon stockings, squeezing and fondling, and touching, taking in the sensual feel of the nylons. "We should go?" Ryan whispered, unconvincingly. He would have had to have his eyes removed surgically to be pulled from the scene. "I've, .. .. I've never .. ..seen .. I've never .. watched … before, …. "she said, haltingly. Chen Ni was fascinated by the sight of the two lovers. Ryan's hand found her breast and Chen Li gently grasped his cock through his obvious trousers. Silently they watched and fondled each other. Her breast fit into his hand, overflowing just enough to be interesting. He could feel the seam of the push-up bra and the heaviness of an ample handful, soft and perfect. Ryan stared at the lovers and slowly moved the dress against the silky bra, circling a rigid nipple there in the darkness. On the bed, the man was still on his knees looking down at a small, perky pair of breasts capped with jutting dark nipples. The pareo was spread out of the way forming a stage for her crisply capped tits. The nipples glistened where his mouth had suckled moments before. The man thrust his pants down around his knees, and they could see her hand sliding the gleaming white crotch of panty aside. The bright pink slit of her pussy seemed in a spotlight. Perfectly curved, brightly painted nails held the panties aside and her other hand grasped his cock between four straight fingers and a thumb. She didn't grip him so much as hold his stem as an artist might hold a paintbrush. Slowly she painted her glistening wet pussy lips beneath a pitch-black patch of hair. The lips parted more and more with each swipe of the ‘brush' until the gleaming angry knob of the painter's cock glistened with her juices. "Now." They heard her murmur. Her vagina was open to him now. They could see into her pussy, see the soft folds, see the opalescent traces of juices looking succulent in the opening to her body. He lunged forward and they watched in fascination as it lanced into her opening and was replaced in their view by macho, swinging balls at the base of his cock. With his cock still buried, the man lifted her bodily and swung her to the middle of the bed. Her arms came around his neck and her heels spurred around his waist as he thrusted eagerly into her welcome. "My god!" Chen Ni whispered and clutched Ryan's hand tighter against her breast. Her other hand tightened excitedly around his shaft and she moved it up and down against the trousers. The two lovers were oblivious to the watchers now. Thrusting against each other. Whispering hoarsely in the tiny room. They rolled over and the girl took her place on top and continued to fuck him. Her shoulders were back and her sharply defined nipples danced up and down with the fucking motion of her hips. Ryan moved behind Chen Ni and slipped his hands over her breasts as she backed against his cock. He unzipped and pressed his hot cock against the soft silk of her pantied ass. She rocked against his dick and leaned back in his arms, never taking her eyes off the beautiful girl and her lover. Then the man's face turned toward them. Ryan was taken aback to realize he had been watching Mark fuck the daylights out of a tiny Chinese girl with short black hair and bright red lipstick; and it wasn't Mei Ling. Then he recognized her as the girl Mei Ling had called Su Lee. The girl collapsed onto his body, spent. They could see his limp wet cock slip ingloriously from her snug cleft. Chen Li silently closed the door and turned toward Ryan to be kissed. The taste of her lipstick hung delicious on his tongue. Slowly she backed down the hall and pulled him with her. "Shhhh!" She silently opened a door and waited for the tiny creak to die, then opened it more. They slipped into the dark room and carefully explored until they found the bed. "Do you have a condom?" she whispered in an excited voice. "No." he replied sadly. "There's one in my bra, then." She replied, whispering hard in his ear. A shiver ran down Ryan's backbone. He unzipped the dress and slipped his hand into the right cup of her bra and fondled the warm dove of a breast, plump as a medium sized pigeon. "Oh, god, you are beautiful!" he said earnestly against the petal of an ear which squirmed happily against his lips. "The other one," she said, after letting him pleasure her right breast fully. He found the cellophane envelope in her other cup and put it between his teeth while he unclasped her bra. In the dim light he watched the cups give up their grip on their lovely charges. She slipped the lace bra down her arms and watched him fondle both jutting nipples. She took the condom from his lips and pulled his lips down to nuzzle her nipples. Taking the hint, Charley sucked the loveliest bud of a nipple he had tasted in a long time. Both hands surrounded the single breast and he happily suckled her and squeezed and fondled the neat, pert breast. "Mmmmm, I like that," she murmured, leaning back so her breasts stood out for him to sample. "More! More!" Charley kissed his way down the round slope of the mountain, across the perspiration-glazed valley and up the other lovely prominence until he could center his attention on the other nipple. Each hand soothed its own breast now as he suckled heartily and gloried in the lush soft velvet of her skin. The breasts draped neatly and heavily into his palms as he teased her nipples with deft fingertips. Tightening his lips on the nipple, Charly sucked and licked and then nibbled lightly until Chen Ni moaned softly and continuously under his lips. He heard the rip of the packet. Chen Ni pushed him back on the bed and pulled down his pants. Charly lifted one leg and then the other as she tossed them aside. His cock was moist at the tip and her lips settled over him, adding her own moisture. He felt the soft disk of the latex condom on the tip of his cock and then trembling fingers slipping it downward until it seated in the groove behind the head of his cock. Her next move caught the man-of-the-world Charley Ryan by surprise. A pleasant surprise, but nevertheless, a surprise. Lying there staring at the lovely tits in the dim light, he watched in fascination as Chen Ni formed an "O" over his cock and began unrolling the condom down his shaft with her lips. She struggled to wrangle the ring out of the grasping groove. He felt her tongue pressing wetly one way and then the other. Gentle teeth nudged the trapped roll. Ryan moaned with pleasure. Finally she pushed one side over the rim and her tongue rolled around the head of his urgently striving cock until the roll of the rubber was out of the groove. Chen Ni quickly unrolled it down his shaft with the thrusting circle of her lips until the end of his cock entered her throat. Charley wasn't sure how much more he could take. He tried to relax under the sheer pleasure of what she was doing. Finally satisfied, she deftly rolled the rest down until she was happy the tight sheath was completely seated snug around his manhood. They lay on the bed, listening to the commotion in the next room as Mark and his lover scurried for their clothes and tiptoed down the hall. Chen Ni giggled as their footsteps died out. "That was fun." She murmured into his ear as her hand grasped his cock. "Interesting." Ryan replied, his hand slipping into the satin panties and down between her legs. He felt her open her legs to give him room as her hand gently squeezed and relaxed her grip on his cock. "This feels interesting." She said seductively. "God, so does this!" he agreed. He began to strip the panties down. "I believe this is the accepted way to do it!" she said, stopping his hand from stripping the garment down her legs. They laughed together as they mimicked the two lovers they had watched. Chen Ni slipped the gusset of her panties aside and deftly guided Ryan to a very tight pussy. "Oh, my goodness." She gasped, feeling the large mushroom of his cock against her entry. Ryan felt her paint the blunt end of his cock against the moist lips a few more times, ringing her clit at the apex of each stroke. Again she positioned him in the wet entry of her vagina. "Slowly, .. .. please, .. OK? It feels .. ..big! .. .. Big." He pressed forward gently, enjoying the feel of his cock head against the warm soft lips. Gently he insinuated it into her waiting vagina. He could feel the head pressure its way into the narrow opening, then snap into place as the tight muscle of her entrance grasped the groove behind his cock head. It was so tight that his eyes bulged, partially with excitement, partially with a pleasant pain. "Oh!" she gasped, and her nails grasped his biceps. Ryan waited, and the extreme heat of her vagina warmed him and caressed him tightly. He felt enveloped in a very snug wet velvet glove. It was delicious. Slowly it slipped into the sheath of her vagina. "Oh, .." she said apprehensively. "It's OK, .. go a little more." Her voice was pleasantly hoarse in the silent room. He settled into her warm cunt and felt the hair of her mound mingle crisply with his. They lay together, sucking each other's tongues. Ryan was enjoying the plunder of her lipstick and the feel of her nipples against his chest. They lay quietly with his cock buried to the hilt in her tight pussy, rolling back and forth on the soft bed slowly, so slowly. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 07 He could wait no longer, and he began a steady rhythmic fucking motion. Pulling almost out. "Oh, .." But then stopping just as the muscle grasped his cock head and slipped deep into the tightness once again. Again and again he thrust into her. And then slowly, Chen Ni began to respond to his thrusting with a lovely rolling thrust of her own. Meeting him and then going away, then again down over him, swallowing his big cock into the center of her body. There was warm wetness between them. Her panties, pulled aside at the beginning were thrust again and again in and out of the wet slit of her pussy by the big cock. Ryan felt her tense her legs around him, felt her whole body tense under him as she clasped him like a koala clasps a tree. Both arms tight around his neck, both legs around his waist, clasping him, riding him, begging for more fucking. His cock felt like bursting. Her cunt was hot as fire on the naked helmet as it found her depths, as it spread her and retreated, spread the folds of her vagina and retreated, probed her deep dark wet depths and retreated. His toes pointed in tension. His balls strained with their load. "Ohhh, oh, .. .. migod, yes, .. .. unh, unh, unh. …. Yes, hard, .. harder, …. Ohhh, yessss!" She became quiet and her body shook quietly, tensely around his body as her orgasm flooded her body. Chen Ni held him snuggly in her arms while he emptied his balls impotently into the protective sheath of the rubber. He felt the pressure build up against his cock as the rubber absorbed all it could hold and still he shot more into it until he collapsed, once again as they had watched Mark collapse on his lover. They lay there for a few minutes, caressing each other. Ryan caressing the wonder of her breasts, kissing first one and then the other. A sleek sheen of perspiration covered her smooth velvety skin. He slipped his hand between her legs to cup her mound, then slipped one finger lower. "Careful! A little sore!" she cautioned. He caressed gently and combed her pussy hair with his fingers as she slipped the rubber from his slippery cock. She held it up to the light for a moment. Ryan reached for the condom. "Here, I'll, .. .." "No, it's OK , I'll .. .." she left it unfinished. "We'd better get back!" Ryan watched as she let her breasts fall into the bra cups and crane her arms in that delicate way women do. She fastened it, then shrugged the glorious orbs into place. Chen Ni cupped the warm semen-filled condom in her hand as they crept down the stairs as quietly as possible. Halfway down, they made a show of animated conversation as if nothing in the world had gone on that couldn't have been done between the two crystal punch bowls. In fact, no one appeared to have missed them. Across the room, Mark was talking with Alex and Mei Ling. He looked totally self-controlled and even a little of the suave country gentleman showed in his manner. Alex was his preening self-interested self. Chen Ni excused herself and headed down a hallway to find a bathroom. Ryan hoped no one else noticed the way her hand cupped the full condom cradled in her hand, Chen Ni's posture was perfect and she looked like a model on the runway. But her mind was on the warmth that still lingered in the clammy rubber in her hand. A secret smile could not have been interpreted by anyone as she slipped into the bathroom to dispose of it. Mei Ling caught Ryan's eye and winked at him. She pulled away from Alex and Mark and headed across the room. "How are you doing, Mr. Ryan?" she murmured. "I thought you were calling me ‘Ryan'" he grinned sheepishly. His guilt made him fear that she could look at him and know he had just been well fucked by her friend. "But, I like calling you ‘Mr. Ryan.'" She said and pulled his arm under her own. She pressed his arm against her breast and leaned close. Her liquid brown eyes turned up toward him, waiting for him to dive into them. Her body was warm and soft against his. Ryan relaxed. Chen Ni joined them and the twp women slipped into mandarin. It became clear that their jokes were about him. "Now, now, girls. Let me into the conversation," he said. They laughed and Chen Ni took his other arm. "She warns that you are a bad influence. And also, warns me that she saw you first! What do you say to that, Mr. Ryan." "I say, ‘is there any chance that you two would fight over me?' It would be a first; it would really make my trip; give me something to tell back home? The two beautiful women laughed prettily and cuddled close to him as he took a long happy drink of Suntory as the lights cast shimmering rays through the heavy cut-glass tumbler. Ryan suddenly felt like Sean Connery in a James Bond movie. To be continued. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 08 The tiles clacked loudly amid the easy banter of the four friends. The MahJong tile walls were neatly erected and Chen Ni offered a lacquered red tray covered with gleaming round canapé's. "Well, ladies, will we play MahJong today or continue those naughty little stories you told last time? What about it? Anyone had an adventure lately?" Chen Ni looked from one to the other, eyes gleaming. She settled on the quiet one, Su Lee. "Oh, not me, no. No!" she giggled and stared firmly at her tiles. Mei Ling looked at Su Lee from the corner of large brown almond-shaped eyes. "Su Lee? Nothing? Come now, no holding back. Has Damian moved in?" The others laughed, recalling Su Lee's tale of tormented indecision. "No, thank god. He has decided not to move here. At least for now. We didn't meet in the night after that one night!" She said it firmly, still not looking into their eyes. "What about you, Chen Ni, you didn't tell us your story last time. Have you taken that married lothario back into your bed?" Siaw Yen murmured. The play began as Chen Ni started her story. "No, I'm not taking him back. He'll never leave his wife! But, as luck would have it, I have had an adventure." "Really? Tell! Tell! Tell!" Mei Ling cheered her on. Chen Ni gave each an arch smile as she began play and told of her voyeuristic adventure. "Well, you remember the party last week in Tabuan Jaya? I sneaked away and went up to the third floor, where I remembered playing as a child. It's spooky with no lights on. But it's still the same as then with little nooks and crannies all around." She paused to consider her play, and left them hanging in suspense for a moment. Su Lee could feel warmth creeping up her neck and face. The thought of her transgression in the tiny room on the third floor might being the subject of Chen Ni's story sent chills down her spine. She couldn't bring herself to look at Chen Ni, but stared instead with an intense frown at the tiles in front of her. "Yes! Yes?" Mei Ling, urged. Well, I was staring out over the city, you remember, that alcove at the end of the hall? I suddenly heard some noise – it scared me. I stood silent and listened, my heart in my throat. It seemed to come from Carol's old bedroom. I crept down the hallway and stood outside the door. There was no more sound, and I was about to turn and hurry downstairs. I thought it was a ghost, or something!" Su Lee flushed. She couldn't believe it. Was Chen Ni going to expose her? "Come on, girls, let's get back to the game!" she said sternly. "No, wait, I want to hear more. What then? What was your adventure?" Siaw Yen replied, looking eagerly at Chen Ni to continue. "As I turned away I heard the noise again. And went back to the door. Then it was clear there were two voices, quietly talking. Short sentences, only words now and then. Then more noise. Little moans. The bed creaking." "Oh, my god! You didn't!" Mei Ling said. "I couldn't resist. Could I?" she laughed. "I pushed on the door and it opened; just a crack;... there were candles!" Su Lee gulped and looked at Chen Ni with alarm. Her throat constricted with fear. There was nothing she could do. Chen Ni had obviously watched as Su Lee had opened her legs and taken Mark between them. "There were two of them. And they were too involved to pay any attention to me. I have to say it was exciting. I had never watched before!" "You mean... they were... doing it?" Mei Ling said quietly. She too felt the tension. Chen Ni, smiled a tight-lipped, self-satisfied grin and nodded her head in large emphatic movements. She played her tile and looked back at the girls, now staring at her wide-eyed. "Me either." Siaw Yen muttered. "Who..?" asked Mei Ling. Chen Ni paused. Su Lee felt the tension of panic grip her entire body as she waited for the axe to fall. "Not sure. Couldn't make out the faces." She lied, glancing at Su Lee and then at the others. She could see Su Lee's expression relax as she realized that she would not be exposed. Su Lee was suddenly full of bravado. "What could you see?" She seemed to urge the story to continue. Silently she berated herself, "why don't you shut up?" "Well everything, really. The girl was wearing stockings. Those old fashioned kind, with seams? And long garter straps from a little bustier. HIs pants were down around his feet and I could see her hand between his legs, guiding his cock. Nice cock, too; and big balls. I could hear him gasp as she rubbed it along between her legs. I could even see how moist she was, smoothing that big thing along her pussy lips. The candlelight made it look incredibly erotic, very juicy and sexy!" The words seemed to catch in her throat. "Ohmigod! You're kidding! You watched... that?" Mei Ling gasped quietly. I'm shocked at you! But, tell me more," she laughed. "It was really exciting. And beautiful! Really. It really was. The way you could tell how excited he was and how she folded her legs up over his shoulders and then he slipped slowly into her. I'm telling you, I had never watched from that angle before. It's like.. it's like... it's like he was opening a beautiful butterfly in front of my eyes." "Or a flower, maybe.. just spreading this vivid bright coral flower, moist and glistening, like in the morning dew in the rain forest? Can you imagine? The smooth blunt head following along her open flower, The bright red color of the head of his cock! The seam down the length of that big thick thing, leading to a cleft just under the head!" Chen Ni took a long sip from her drink and popped a canape into her mouth. "That's why I made these!' she said, the grin returning to her face. See how they look like the head of a cock? And each one on an orchid petal? They are both edible; see? I call them Mockcocks!" She slowly, sensually laid one of the oiled mushroom canapé's pinned to an orchid petal on her tongue and slowly sucked it between crimson lips. She passed the tray and each of them smiled broadly and took one of the Mockcocks and slipped it into mouths that were watering for the taste. They all laughed and shook their heads at Chen Ni's cleverness. 'What else, what else did you see?" Su Lee couldn't hold back her curiosity. "I just stood and watched " she played another tile. "He got untangled from his pants and things really warmed up then. She had her legs around his waist and he bent down to nibble her nipples, you know, while just buried deep inside her. She moaned a lot as he did that." Su Lee felt her nipples crisp up with the memory of the way Mark had nibbled them. She glanced guiltily at Mei Ling, but Mei Ling was caught up in the story. "Men look so awkward when they get excited and do all that strong thrusting! But she looked beautiful, like a delicate flower when a bird nuzzles it! Everything looked like it was for her... for the queen! She moved with him, moved under him, guiding him, tasting him. I could tell by the way her hands gripped his arms, that she was the one in control. She opened wider, and nuzzled his thrusting hips with hers. It was gorgeous!" No one was playing the game any more. You could have heard a pin drop so silent were they in rapt attention to the naughty tale. "And she orgasmed, too. It was like she let him have his pleasure, meeting his thrusts with soft, firm receptive thrusts of her own. He was fucking her very fast, and suddenly she threw her arms back against the pillows and her body shuddered. I could see her relax and prepare to let him satisfy himself. Her arms went around his neck and she looked soft and vulnerable as she waited for him to cum. It was beautiful. Almost motherly, the way she laid there while his body stiffened and shuddered and then collapsed after he came; collapsed on top of her! He looked exhausted. She patted his shoulder. It was like a 'well done' pat. I almost giggled out loud." The end of the story had come. They all looked openmouthed at Chen Ni, each with her own thoughts. "Well, now, where were we?" Chen Ni giggled and looked around at them with a confident smile. This was their "girls night out", a special treat they gave themselves once a month. Dinner was at a posh Chinese restaurant called Tsui Hua Lau. The newly decorated, colorful, informal setting was a good background for their animated conversation and incessant laughter. "Chen Ni, tell the truth. Did you make up that story?" "No. Absolutely not!" she protested, a wounded note in her voice. "I'm going to stay closer to you at parties!" Mei Ling chimed in. The story lingered in Mei Ling's mind throughout dinner and continued as they made their way to the City NightClub across town. The club was, as usual, crowded and filled with wall-to-wall writhing dancers. Four women sitting at a table alone were like a magnet and they were soon being asked to dance by a string of middle-aged businessmen. All were soon led off into the flashing, wavering, sparkling lights of the dance floor. Mei Ling was dancing with a good-looking regular she had seen before. He gracefully matched her skill and they were continually on the floor. As the evening continued, the excitement had its usual exciting effect on her. Her smile became wider, her eyes flashed and her bottom and breasts attracted attention moving sinuously under the clinging clothes. She was having a marvelous time. While she had no intention of letting him have his way, she was enjoying the engaging man's persistent invitation to misbehave with him. Soon she was returning his flirtatious entreaties with her own. "Why don't we go someplace quieter?" he suggested. "I have my own private apartment at the Somerset Gateway just nearby." "You're being naughty; I told you I'm married!" she said, smiling coquettishly. "Married people should have fun, too, you know," he said. His hand brushed her nipples as he turned her in his encircling arms and danced behind her. Mei Ling could feel his hard cock pressed against her soft bottom and gently teased her body against him for a moment, then turned away with a giggle. She let him whisper more invitations into her ear and nuzzled against his lips seductively. The second band was smaller and quieter and they continued slow dancing in place. Feeling full of devilish ideas, she whispered Chen Ni's tale into his ear and felt him getting more and more excited. She added details knowing that she was teasing him unfairly, but unable to resist the shivers that whispering the illicit details to the stranger gave her. He listened with great attention, pulling her closer and pressing his hard cock against the soft mound of her tummy. She felt his hand slip down over her buttock and then toy with her panty line. Playfully, she followed his hand with her own as he cuddled her breast. She guided him away from the soft roundness and brought his hand down to her hip. He grinned at her and she shook her finger at him, admonishing him lightheartedly. As he escorted her back to her table, she let her hand bump his erection twice as if by accident, thrilled at the thought of having this effect on him. 'Sure we can't spend the rest of the night together?" he muttered, taking one last shot. "It's been so nice dancing with you!" "I agree. Very nice. You're very good." She replied. "I could be better. I haven't shown you my best steps yet!" "I'll bet that's true. Thanks, but no, I can't. I have to get home to my husband." Disappointed and a little bit angry, he turned on his heel and headed for the bar. "Mei Ling, looks like you found a live one!" Chen Ni said, speaking loud enough to be heard above the din of the band. Mei Ling nodded. Another man came up to invite her to dance and she reluctantly replied that they were about to leave. They emerged into the quiet night and felt the weight of the music slip away. As much fun as it was, it was always a relief to slip outside into the quiet night. As she drove home, the lonely late night streetlights flashed alternately bright and dark shadows in her car. Smiling at the events of the day, she idly slipped her hand under her skirt and patted her moist panties. She had been aware of increasing moistness all evening. She thought again of the way her dance partner's cock had rubbed against her tummy during the slowdance. Mei Ling shivered and closed her eyes momentarily at the thought of the enormous size of the hard cock. She closed the car door as quietly as possible in case Mark was sleeping and crept into the darkened house. The children were staying with friends for the night. Mei Ling still felt exhilarated by the evening of her favorite pastime, dancing. When combined with the outrageous flirtation on the dance floor and Chen Ni's voyeuristic tale, Mei Ling began to think of waking her husband and having her way with him. She could see the flickering of the television was the only light on in the house and turned to see if Mark had fallen asleep with it on. She almost called out when the Television screen stopped her in her tracks. She stared at the screen, unsure of what she was seeing. Two people. And... they were.. and then it hit her. The two people were Alex and... her!" She was shocked for a moment as she watched the figure she recognized as her own bouncng up and down on the prone form of Alex. Slowly, she realized what had happened. They had been video-taped by the equipment that Ryan had set up. Fascinated, she watched as the same scene was replayed before her eyes. Mark lay sprawled asleep on the couch in his "saron" wraparound between his les. His cock lay limply along his leg and his hand held panties that she recognized as her own; the same panties she had worn that day with Alex. She watched again, as that familiar figure 'painted' Alex's big cock up and down between her legs and then slipped down onto it. Mei Ling sat down next to her sleeping husband, her eyes still on the screen and reached for Mark's cock. She nudged the sound a little higher on the remote control and heard her own voice. "I will do all the work, this time. You can rest." She watched as Alex nibbled on her nipple and then tugged back and forth like a dog pulling on a sock. "So very lovely!" Mei Ling watched in fascination as the figure on the screen kissed his lips and then sat upright and reached between her legs to grasp the remarkably hard cock. "Watch, Alex... Watch it!" She remembered how Alex had treated her breasts. Wonderfully thrilling. "Ohh, Alex, it is so lovely! So big! It's wonderful!" "So, Mei Ling, at last you have a real man, eh?" "You are terrible! You barbarian!" She watched the on-screen Mei Ling slowly and easily circle Alex's cock with the slow insinuation of her hips. The memory of how that long cock had probed and explored the entire inside of her vagina thrilled her. She thought of how it had been to control its swiveling inside her love glove, and her pelvis make the same movements as she sat watching the scene. Mark stirred under her hand. For the first time she noticed how sticky his cock was. She bent over him, recalling that this was exactly how she had worked Alex into a renewed erection and began licking the flaccid cock. "What?.. " Mark muttered sleepily and then tried to sit bolt upright. "sorry.. I.." "Shhhhh.. it's OK, Mark. I want you. I'm going to work you up... " her tongue was busy and his cock began to harden. She stood up quickly and took off her dress and panties. She took the souvenir panties from his hand and to his bewildered eyes, she slipped into the panties, still stiff with his cum. She knelt between his legs and continued licking his balls and then popping his cock into her mouth and sliding it in and out of her wet mouth. Mei Ling turned so Mark could reach her breasts and also to fondle her bottom through the see-through panties. The video had been set to loop back over the same scene over and over. She looked up and watched herself position Alex's big cock between the moist lips of her pussy. Mark, now fully awake, slipped his hand into her panties and found her vagina wet with excited juices. Holding his cock in her hand, Mei Ling kissed her way along his body. She slipped her tongue into his belly button and then circled it with passion as she gripped his cock and slipped her hand up and down the lengthening presence. "Ohhhh.." he murmured, as she reached his nipples and began nibbling with first her lips and then her teeth. His cock was rigid now and she let her fingers touch lightly over the mushroom-like head. Mark pulled his hand out of the back of her panties and cupped her mound through the silky material instead. He could feel the wetness between soft lips and he shuddered with the pleasure of her body. She was kissing his neck now and he nudged her higher to nibble his ear, his head craning to nuzzle as much of her as possible. "Want to hear a story?" she whispered into his ear. She felt him shiver at the soft warm breath she loosed into the shell of his ear. She blew gently and licked deep into his ear. Mark squirmed in ecstasy. As Mark slipped his fingers past the leg of her panties, she opened her legs so he could finger-fuck her as she began telling him Chen Ni's story. Mark stiffened slightly when he recognized the story. Tensely, he continued probing her pussy with two fingers, but inside he was terrified that she was about to tell him that she had found out about him screwing one of her best friends. It didn't make sense, though. He was sure she wouldn't be making love to him if that was the case. Mark let his hands wander over her body. He explored soft curves, secret alcoves and dark secret parts of her body as she whispered with warm breath, the tale of secret alcoves and dark secrets of the big old house. They had to stop from time to time and enjoy fondling each other and letting their tongues toy with each other. "Mmmmmm, " she murmured as he sucked her tongue gently and alternately pinched the rigid nipples capping her pert breasts. "My god you're a good lover, dear," she whispered, then quickly recaptured his tongue and sucked it deep into her mouth as Mark moaned with pleasure. She laid on top of him and let him feel her soft body flat against his own. Mark squeezed her ass gently and then moved his fingers lightly across the crease of her round soft bottom. She shivered under his touch and renewed her story breathily into his ear. "She watched them fuck. Can you imagine. Chen Ni, stood there and watched them fuck!" "Who was it?" he asked tentatively. "She couldn't tell. But wouldn't that be exciting? Watching someone fuck. I mean, while you stood there and watched. Almost like you could reach out and touch them?" Mark felt the tension dissolve with relief that he hadn't been identified. "Would you like to do that? Watch, I mean?" "Seems like we are watching!" she said nodding toward the flickering screen. "Where did that come from?" "Sorry about that. The camera was on. I took the disk so no one else would get it." They watched as once more time the looped video showed Mei Ling slipping Alex's cock between her eager pussy lips. Mei Ling straddled his body. "Tear my panties off!" she said breathily. Eagerly, Mark snatched the lacy material and pulled hard. Again and again he tugged as the garment slowly gave up and bared Mei Ling's cute pussy mound with its thatch of black hair now slightly matted down close to her slit. As the screen figure spoke the line, Mei Ling mouthed the words: "I will do all the work, this time. You can rest." Mark squeezed her pretty breasts. Alex groaned on screen, "So very lovely!" The flickering of the video cast eerie shadows over the room and their bodies. The shadow of Mei Ling loomed over them on the wall and ceiling as she began fucking her husband. Sarawak Adventure Ch. 08 "Watch, Alex... Watch it!" She mouthed the words as she guided him to her wet hole, waiting to bathe his cock in hot, moist, darkness. "Ohh, Alex, it is so lovely! So big! It's wonderful!" She nodded down at Mark, licking her lips lasciviously. Mark turned off the sound and watched with pleasure as Mei Ling guided his cock with her tightly trained pussy muscles. He closed his eyes in pleasure as he felt her move the head of his dick inside her vagina, so the head was treated to the pleasure of feeling the soft folds, smooth and moist and warm. Mei Ling's back was straight as her hips manipulated him and took pleasure from his hard body. Mark watched her breasts bounce and jiggle as she fucked up and down his slick cock. He watched as the moisture of her pussy drenched his balls and the hair at the base of his cock. Mei Ling leaned forward and pinched his nipples. Mark reached up to catch her bouncing breasts. Teasing each other's nipples, they speeded up their fucking. It was exquisite pleasure. Slow-fucking and feeling each other up. "Ohhh... " he moaned, "... oh.. lovely wife! I can't get eeee-nough of you!" Mark arched his back, thrusting hard up into her. She opened her eyes wide as she felt his first spurt. Smiling down at him she hurried her movements into tight little thrusts of her pelvis. He tensed and slammed up into her. Her vibrating athletic movements brought him to spurt after spurt and then finally, her own shuddering orgasm. She slumped onto his chest, spent and relaxed, then straightened out her legs and pressed them tight together, trapping his cock inside her pussy and squirmed her sweaty body against his. "Do you have more spy movies?" she whispered. Her tongue was warm and moist in his ear as he shook his head negatively. "No." "Do you like your wife coming home and telling dirty stories?" "Yes." "Do you think your wife is just about the best lover you have ever had?" He started laughing and then they were both laughing as their stomachs jiggled wildly against each other. "Yes!" he said. They lay together, arms and legs tangled, sweaty bodies molded into a single sculpture. The sound of panting, excited breathing slowly ebbed into the night. "Mark?" "Yes?" "Is this.. what you want? Is this the way you want me?" There was a long pause. "Yes." Quietly. "It makes you... even more exciting.. even more beautiful..? There was another silence in the darkness. "Mark, I need to take Ryan to Kuala Lampur... for a day... or two." "I think that's... I think that's a good idea." To be continued... Sarawak Adventure "Yes, .. .. yes, Mei Ling!" Su Lee said urgently. Siaw Yen put her chin in her hands and smiled at Mei Ling. Well, Mark and I have little fantasies. Some of them about my friendship a long time ago with Alex. Alex Pang. He is too much of a playboy for me, but, we dated before I married. It was exciting. But he was not the person for me, even though he was attractive and very sexy. Still is!" she said. "And does he have a big finger?" Chen Ni asked pointedly as the others laughed. "A very big finger!" Mei Ling laughed. "That ‘s part of the fantasy. We have seen each other a few times over the years and I tell Mark fantasies about it in bed and we have great sex. It seems to bring back the excitement. Mark gets very hard and very excited with the thought of me doing it with Alex." "Really?" Su Lee sounded doubtful. "Really!" "Tell us one of the stories?" Siaw Yen urged. Mei Ling looked from one to the other, looked down at her hands and then began: "One story that we sometimes use is from a time before we were married. About a month before we were married. Mark had been away for quite a while. He was due to arrive the next day. I was very excited thinking about him coming back and the things we would do. The thoughts had me very, very excited. You know how you are in those days!" "Yes. I remember," Su Lee said. " I was staying in the Puspa Hotel in Brunei overnight so Mark and I could be together the next day. My old friend Alex was manager of the hotel. When I arrived, I didn't know that; but I soon found out that Alex had them put me in the nicest suite in the hotel. I asked if Alex was there so that I could thank him, but he was not in his office. I had not seen Alex for twelve years -- so I was disappointed. I had always found him attractive. In fact, I nearly let him take my virginity once in his car. I stopped just in time, though! He was too much of a playboy for me, and I knew that he would never be true." "I went upstairs to the room and unpacked to get ready for Mark to arrive the next day. I felt like having a long soak in a tub of hot water with lots of suds, so I decided to do it. I took off the t-shirt I was wearing and was unfastening the snap of my skirt when there was a knock at the door! Holding my shirt in front of myself, I opened the door and there was Alex! He looked as good as ever. I put my arms around him and hugged him, thanking him for the special room, forgetting that I was in my bra and panties." "Oh, sure, you forgot!" Siaw Yen chided her. The others joined in laughing at that. "Well, I did, sort of." Mei Ling said defending herself with a smile. "I told him I was just going into the shower. He said, ‘go ahead, Mei Ling, I'll just sit here and wait. And then I'll take you to dinner; someplace nice, away from the hotel. It is so good to see you!' He kissed me again and we hugged again. I went off to the bathroom. I was sure that he was watching my bottom as I went, and I took it slowly. When I came to the mirror, I could see his eyes were following me and he had only halfway sat down, he was so intent on watching. Just knowing that he was still excited by looking at me, turned me on. I looked over my shoulder and smiled at him, and then went in to the shower. I took a hot shower and felt the spray all over my body and soaped myself over and over. My nipples were hard, just from Alex kissing me and holding my nearly naked body against his. I reminded myself that I was meeting Mark the next day, but I was still excited. I decided it would be fun having dinner with Alex and began getting excited about it. When I came out of the steaming shower, I dried off and then reached for a special robe I had bought because I would soon be with Mark. It was the only robe I had with me and it was thin. Sort of ‘see through'" "Sort of? Sort of see-through?" Siaw Yen asked gleefully. "Well with the steam and my body still a little damp, I guess you would say that it was see-through. But, I was pretty excited, so I didn't think about that. When I opened the door, steam rolled into the room with me. I looked at Alex and he was staring at my breasts. I turned to the mirror and put a little perfume between my breasts and behind my ears, while I watched Alex as the steam died down. That was when I realized that in the mirror I could clearly see my nipples jutting out excitedly through the gown. I was glad that I had at least put on panties under the gown." "We talked a little about old times and I sat on the bed for a minute to cool down from the hot shower. I pulled the gown a little to keep it from clinging so much and pulled my legs up on the bed so we were facing each other, Alex in the chair and I on the bed. As I was straightening my gown, I caught his eyes again and realized he had been able to see my yellow panties for a brief moment. ‘Same old Alex,' I said to myself, but I smiled happily that he was so interested still." " Then Alex came over and sat on the bed with me. ‘Old friends shouldn't be so distant' and it was easier to talk and so I didn't mind. His hand was soon casually bumping my thigh, and I could smell his aftershave in my nostrils. It was masculine and reminded me of how he used to smell when we were in his car. The memories came flooding back and made my head a little light. We were laughing and having fun." "Then as we laughed and looked into each other's eyes, Alex moved forward and kissed me. I didn't move back and he did it again, just a light kiss. I guess he was waiting for me to pull back, but I didn't. His lips felt nice, just like they always had. Next his hand was on my breast and my nipples tingled with his touch. ‘I remember that. .. ..' he whispered in my ear, and squeezed my nipple. I felt his breath against my ear and it sent tingling sensations all along my stomach and right down between my legs. I knew that I was already moist there." "His lips were against mine again, lightly as before and I felt his tongue dart out, wet and sweet. I parted my lips and let his tongue enter to find mine. When he did, I thought I would explode. Then I touched his tongue with my own and the kiss became more intense. His hand still held my breast and then his other arm slipped behind me and stroked my hip. He ran his finger along the band of my panties, several times in a little caress. Our lips were wet with each other." "We were soon lying on the bed. I turned toward him and Alex pressed his leg between mine pushing the gown aside. I couldn't help myself; I pressed my mound against his firm thigh and heard myself moan. I could feel Alex's big cock against my belly and he nibbled my ear lobe as I writhed under him." "Alex's hand had slipped down the back of my panties and his other hand slipped down the front of them. I felt him join his fingers together between my legs. My heart was pounding, even though I knew I had to stop him from going further." "I had just unzipped his pants and reached inside to hold his cock in my hand, when there was a knock at the door. We sprang apart. ‘Pretend we're not here.' He whispered urgently." "I assumed that he had ordered something from room service and got up to answer the door. I looked quickly in the mirror to find my face looking flushed and splotchy. My nipples were jutting out and tenting my rope. They looked dark and highly visible and very aroused." "I opened the door just a crack at first, and I was shocked! I felt the blood rush from my head and I felt weak in the knees. I opened the door a little further." "There in the hallway stood my fiancée. Mark came a day early to surprise me." All the girls sat in stunned silence. They had not expected that ending to the story. Su Lee was thunderstruck. "Ohhhh, no, … … what did you do?" "There was nothing I could do, Mark came into the room with a big surprise on his face and his eyes just gobbling up the vision of me in my see-through gown and wrapped me in his arms. But over my shoulder he saw Alex standing at the head of the bed, looking red-faced and with a big erection tenting his trousers, which he had just finished zipping up in time. I said, ‘Mark, do you recall me mentioning my friend Alex? He is the manager of the hotel! We were just catching up on old times.' They shook hands and tried to make small talk. I said that I had to go finish dressing. I ran to the bathroom with my clothes with me. I couldn't imagine what would happen out in that room. I hurriedly put on some clothes and a little lipstick. I tried to calm myself." "Alex left as soon as I came out. We exchanged a kiss on the cheek and the door closed behind him." "As soon as the door closed, Mark and I jumped into each other's arms, our lips locked together. Without even breaking our kiss we walked to the bed together, his leg thrusting between mine and then we tore each other's clothes off. Mark kissed my nipples and thrust his hand between my legs immediately. Of course, he found me wet, and said something about it. I replied, whispering in his ear, ‘darling, I have been waiting so long for you, I got excited knowing you were coming near.'" "As I said that, he shoved his cock into me and we had the best sex we had had so far. He was wild, thrusting and thrusting in and out of me. I had to hold on tight to his neck and wrap my legs tight around his waist as he fucked my to three orgasms. It was wonderful." Mei Ling looked down at her hands, folded on the table as she finished the tale and the others all sat back in their chairs and stared at each other. "Didn't Mark bring it up, .. .. after …. Afterwards?" Siaw Yen wanted to know. "Yes, he brings it up often, even now. We both get very excited. Each time we fuck like crazy and each time, my telling of it includes a little more detail, Su Lee. That's why I suggest that you ask Niew, how he feels. He may .. well, he may just happen to find it, .. .. very, … very, … … thrilling and exciting." The click of the tiles on the marble table continued. "MahJong will seem dull today, girls," Chen Ni commented wryly. "Look at the time!" Mei Ling stood up and stretched. "We've talked so long that I won't have time for Mah Jong, ladies. I'm sorry, but I promised to run an errand for Mark this afternoon. See you next time!" -------------------------- Charley Ryan stood reading an ad: Camp Permai Kuching "Outdoor Training and Adventure Camp." Royal Brunei flight 145 from Singapore had arrived a few minutes ahead of schedule and he waited patiently for his ride. He looked once again at his wristwatch and took another look around Kuching Airport. He hated being dependent upon someone to pick him up, and would have preferred finding his own way to his hotel. But Alex had insisted on picking him up. Charley ambled around the lobby by the meeting place sign. He began noticing the Malaysian women all around him. They all looked beautiful to him, slim and elegant; short skirts and colorful light blouses. From behind his Singapore Duty Free Shop sunglasses, he watched a girl at the counter ahead of him; her bright red dress was slit to mid-thigh and the skirt cupped her round bottom beneath a slim waist. He would have been happy to gaze at her for hours, he thought. "Mr. Ryan?" a male voice behind him brought him back to reality. "Yes, that's me! Are you Pang?" "Sorry that I was delayed, why don't you follow me this way. Got all your bags?" He didn't offer to help by carrying one of them, and Charley had an immediate dislike for him. He didn't enjoy working with slick looking characters like this guy. He was too handsome, too sure of himself, too confident that he was personally the center of the Universe. But, this was the guy they had located. They said he was well connected in Sarawak and would help Ryan find a manufacturing plant location. "You are staying in the Merdeka Palace Hotel. Not a bad place. I have booked a suite there too." he said smugly. "I haven't scheduled anything for tonight. I thought you might want some sleep? And then get started in the morning if that is OK." Charley noticed he didn't stop for answers, but he didn't mind having the night off either. They walked out into the bright sunlight and the heat and moist air felt like a wall to Ryan; more accustomed as he was to Northern USA climate that had about two months of warm weather each year. "I never get used to this heat," Ryan grumbled. "It's like walking into a solid wall when you come out of that air conditioned terminal." "An old friend is picking us up. I had to drop my car off at the garage, so she said she would pick me up. Actually, she is in Insurance, might be useful in answering questions for you. Wife of the guy you're meeting tomorrow, by the way. Name's Mei Ling, though I sometimes call her ‘chiok tam po.'" His smile was almost a leer, and Charley wondered what was behind the un-businesslike reference. "You call her .. .. what, again?" "Chiok tam po! It means ‘came close.' We were friends before she married Mark." He laughed, but Charley still didn't understand. "Oh, explain later, here she is." The Mercedes swung to the curb and Ryan saw her attractive legs first, stretching out from a short dress hiked high on very curvy thighs. Her legs looked golden in the sunlight spotlighting them through the windshield. Her hands pushed the dress down, blocking the quick flash of panties. Charley didn't miss it though. "Hello, Alex!" she said warmly as the window rolled down. She popped the trunk lid and Ryan lugged the suitcases and tossed them in with a thud, then closed the lid. He declined the front seat and slipped into the back. Alex closed his door and sat in front with Mei Ling. "Mei Ling, how good to see you! It has been a long time." Alex began, turning his full attention to the beautiful woman. "When did I see your lovely face last? Do you remember?" Charlie felt like a third wheel sitting in the back seat while they exchanged banter. They only slipped into Chinese a few times. "Oh, and this is Mr. Charles Ryan from America. We are helping him find a plant location here." She turned in her seat with a radiant smile, red lipstick, pretty teeth. She tilted her sunglasses sexily downward with one hand, and beautiful dark brown eyes joined the smile to make her beautiful. Ryan was taken with her immediately and held out his hand. She shook it briefly, and then held it for a longer moment. To Be Continued.