I was on my first business trip to Bangkok and the local manager of the company I work for told me about this place, close to my hotel. He told me that it was clean and well run, and that the girls they employed were all over eighteen, always used condoms and were regularly screened. However, I decided to go there early, just after sunset, thus increasing the chances of being the first customer of the evening.
I went up the stairs into a dimly lit bar and saw that the place was almost empty; I could only see a couple of men having a drink and watching the girls behind a glass partition. I sat down at a table and a stunning girl came over, said her name was Pearl and asked what I'd like to drink. I ordered a straight whisky and, when she brought it back and sat down next to me, I asked her if she was working today. She said no because she had her periods, and so she was only serving drinks. I told her that was a pity because I was sure that we could have had fun together. She agreed, but said that there were plenty of other girls to choose from.
When I'd finished my drink Pearl led me over to the window to look at the other girls. Most of the girls were wearing similar dresses, long, slinky and low cut. The rest of them were only wearing sexy underwear but, I decided, they were dressed like this because they were not so good looking and had to attract their customers that way.
I asked Pearl for her advice, and she pointed to a girl in a long green dress. She was gorgeous, tall for a Thai with laughing eyes, long hair and a well-shaped body that moved suggestively as she walked around; she looked to be in her early twenties. I then asked if she would make up a threesome. Pearl said of course, and that she'd often done it with her. So I said OK to that one and then looked for another girl.
Sitting on a settee by herself to one side was another girl. She was wearing a red dress and seemed rather nervous as she was toying with the ends of her hair, which was even longer than the first girl's. Would she make up a threesome I asked? Pearl replied that she didn't know, as this girl had only been working there for a couple of days, but she would get her friend in the green dress, to go and ask her.
I went back to my table while they sorted it out. I could see that the girl in the red dress was a little unsure until they pointed me out through the glass. When they came over, I could see that the second girl was shorter than the first but, from the way that she walked, had a very good body. I asked them to sit down and told Pearl that I'd like another whisky and to serve the girls what they wanted. The first girl ordered a whisky and coke for each of them, without even asking the second girl. I paid for the drinks and Pearl also asked me to pay her for the girls, which I did. They told me that their names were Bea and Sunitha and then laughed as they tried to pronounce my name, so I told them just to call me Mike as it was easier for them.
When we'd finished our drinks, they led me over to a lift in the corner to go upstairs. The lift was slow and very small. Bea, the girl in the green dress wrapped her arms and one leg round me before thrusting her tongue so far down my throat that I thought I'd choke. When I came up for air, I put an arm around Sunitha and pulled her to me. She didn't use her tongue, but parted her lips a little against mine. All the while Bea was rubbing herself against me and trying to get her hand down the front of my jeans.
The lift stopped with a jerk and I was led along a corridor to a large, well-lit room. It was obviously purpose-built, having a very large double bed on one wall and a sunken bath that would easily fit three on the other. Between them was a double-sized plastic air bed and there were mirrors on all the walls and across most of the ceiling so I could watch as we all enjoyed ourselves. The girls sat me on the bed and I watched in one of the mirrors as they started to undress me.
They took off my shirt, shoes and socks before pushing me back to lie on the bed as they undid my belt and removed my jeans. Bea laughed at the pyramid my prick was making in my underpants and quickly pulled them off as Sunitha hung my other clothes from a hook behind the door. I pulled down the zip at the back of Bea's dress, and saw that she was only wearing a skimpy white G-string beneath.
She slipped the straps off her shoulders and rubbed her tits in my face. They were full and firm with big round nipples that were fully erect and sticking out like thimbles. As she stood up and wriggled the dress over her hips I could see that she had a super body and that the G-string was pulled tight into the lips of her pussy. Above the G-string, I could see the dark brown line of a woman who has recently given birth. I asked her when, and she said about three months earlier, but that she was going to get married to her boyfriend when he'd finished his military service. In the meantime, he didn't mind her working here in the evenings and her mother was looking after the baby as they were saving for an apartment.
