I felt ashamed and frightened.
Ashamed that I had left him –
And frightened that I had just had the best experience of my entire life, completely clothed, with a stranger in a foreign country.
No other man had ever made me feel this way…
And I was worried I would never feel it again.
Nevertheless, my shame overwhelmed my desire.
“No… I need to go,” I said quietly.
He nodded and proceeded to untie me.
He went slowly… methodically…
And every touch of the loosened rope was like a caress. Afterplay rather than foreplay.
When he finished, he helped me to my feet.
I stood there shakily, legs still twitching from my first orgasm – and an incredibly powerful one, I would later find out.
I stared into his kind eyes and whispered, “Thank you.”
He smiled again. “It was my absolute pleasure. If you’re staying in Bangkok for a while, come back and see me. My name is Yeong, and I work here every Tuesday through Saturday.”
I nodded, hypnotized by his gaze, and walked out of the room.
65
As I walked through the pounding music of the club, I completely ignored the naked flesh all around me.
I was consumed with guilt.
I had just had the best sex of my life, and not with my boyfriend.
Although –
Was itreallysex if neither of us had been naked?
He hadn’t been inside me.
I hadn’t even seen his penis.
And yet, I knew that was all a rationalization.
I’d just had sex…
And it had beenamazing.
Far better than any experience with any other man I’d been with –
And a hundred times better than with my current boyfriend.
My face flushed hot with shame.
I hated the fact that my boyfriend was probably looking for me right now, worried out of his mind –