AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This is a series about the erotic encounters of an American businessman in various locations in Asia (with a few in other places with Asian women). While there are some similarities to actual events, this is a work of fantasy and fiction. Names have been changed -- as always -- to protect the innocent. Hope you enjoy!
Asian Erotic Adventures -- Chapter 3
** Mel returns - Weekend in Malaysia **
** Finally the schedules meld **
I was again planning an Asian trip, this time with stops in Hong Kong and the Philippines; but with most of the time in Malaysia. While most of the big players had factories in Penang or Kuala Lumpur, I would be visiting two subcontractors in the relatively small town of Ipo. For those who have some idea of the Malaysian geography, Ipo is located along the highway running between Penang and KL, almost exactly at the halfway point. While there was an airport in Ipo, there were only a few commercial flights in or out each day. It made more sense to fly into one or the other major port and take a car to Ipo, as it was a beautiful three hour drive through the lush green Malaysian countryside.
It had been nearly a year since I spent any time with Mel, although we had been in almost constant contact via e-mail and the occasional phone call. Her modeling assignments were keeping her on the go, with shoots all over Asia and even down to New Zealand and Australia. This time it appeared we might have an opportunity, as she would be in Singapore on a shoot during the time I would be in Ipo. We decided not to set our expectations too high, and just play it by ear. I told her I would hold the weekend free, and gave her my hotel information. All the way up through Thursday things looked good; but still nothing definite. Friday morning I stopped by the Concierge at the hotel to let them know that I
might
have a visitor, what her name was, and asked that they give her access to my room if she were to arrive. It was all I could do, hoping that Mel would find a way.
Friday went as scheduled and I walked back into the hotel lobby at half-past five, walking toward the Concierge desk to check on 'things'. As I approached the counter, the lovely woman (who knew me by now) gave me a wink and nodded toward the elevator with a smile. I did my best not to trip over my own feet in my haste to get up to the room. When I got there the door was locked, so I slipped my key in and opened the door. On the bed was the large leather travel bag I had given her when she started traveling a lot. She was here. I glanced around the room, noting some of her clothing hanging in the closet; but she was not here. Then I noticed the folded note atop one of the pillows on the bed. Inside was a very short note.
Meet you in the bar. Mahal Kita, Mel
it said. I pulled off my clothes and ran into the bathroom, taking a quick shower before shaving and splashing on her favorite cologne. I donned a clean pair of khakis and a lightweight shirt, leaving the front unbuttoned halfway down. A quick brush of my hair and I was ready, grabbing my wallet, passport, and room key on my way out the door.
** Fun in the bar **
I tried to remain cool and collected as I approached the door to the hotel's lounge, and should have been expecting what I found. Mel was seated on a bar stool, dressed in painted-on blue jeans and a very colorful blouse. Surrounding her in a semi-circle were a half-dozen men, all vying for her attention. In front of her on the bar were an equal number of drinks, only one having been tapped. I stood back for a few moments, watching my beautiful Filipina friend work that room perfectly, teasing the men as only a woman with her personal skills could do. She had seen me come in and given me a wink; but she was enjoying this as much as I was enjoying watching, so we both let it go on for several minutes.
When neither of us could stand it any more, she held up her hands to the crowd. "Sorry boys; but my man has arrived." she said, smiling broadly. "Thanks so much for your drinks and your kind company. Makes a girl feel good you know." she told them. Through the groans she hopped from the bar stool and ran to me, throwing her arms around me, pressing her body against mine and nuzzling my neck before pressing her lips to mine. We kissed passionately to the whistles and catcalls, then finally tore our lips apart. "Mahal na mahal na mahal kita Rob." Mel whispered.
Author's note: 'Mahal Kita' means 'I Love You' in Tagalog. The 'na' adds 'very much' to the phrase.
"I love you too darling. It is so wonderful to be in your arms again." I told her, holding her close. She pulled me to the bar and hopped up on her stool, leaving her arms around my neck so she could pull me in for another kiss. More whistles and catcalls as our lips feasted hungrily on each other. When it was clear we couldn't go further in that location I gently pushed her away, looking into her smoldering eyes. "We should cool it a little here baby. I need a beer." I told her softly. She smiled, glancing over to the bartender and snapping her fingers. Moments later there was a cold beer in front of me. "Salamat!" I said
('thank you')
, taking a long drink. I watched as she picked up her drink, taking a sip before turning to the crowd. "Salamat!" she said to the men with a smile.