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Her ideal sex partner is an older, polite gentleman, well-groomed, neat in appearance, and dressed in a tailored business suit. This has always been one of her fantasies. Most of the western tourists coming here were young backpackers or regular sex tourists more interested in the bars and drink, or activities and sightseeing. Don't get me wrong: Bambi loves to fuck those sex tourists and she often does, but there was something about business men that seemed to turn her on more.

My sexy Thai wife and I had been enjoying the adult scene for some time now as swingers. She had run a beer bar for a while and short-timed some of the delighted customers and frankly, she really enjoys fucking most farang visitors in front of me, much to my pleasure. Just as long as another little Thai hooker is also participating. With her sexy tight body dressed in slutty clothes, her longing eyes and voluptuous red -lips so good for kissing and sucking, God has undoubtedly created the perfect fucking machine.

Bambi certainly knows it. It is your duty to look after your wife and keep me happy. You must get me one to fuck," she declared. I scratched my head: There are bound to be some business men there.

Perhaps, one of them is lonely and would appreciate a sexy Thai whore What do you think? Why don't we go Saturday night and take a look? I can dress as a hooker," she replied, delighted. And wait for me patiently in the bar when I short time my customer?

What a turn on! And leave your cellphone on so that I can listen in," I added, excited at the thought. She looked at me, and then slowly nodded: I need to be able to concentrate on seducing my lover without you bothering me. I surveyed the large carpeted space. The hotel pianist was playing an 80s pop song, and the large chandeliers gave the bar that feeling of luxury that is always sought by these s establishments. I had ordered a screwdriver and I was now sipping at the glass distractedly, fiddling with a copy of Time magazine, but all my attention was focused exclusively on my wife seated at the other end of the bar.

I tried to appear disinterested, normal. I don't think I did too well at it, though. Bambi was seated alone at one of the tables. She was leaning forward on the edge of her seat, a luxurious renaissance sofa chair, her Samsung Galaxy in her hand. She looked ravishingly sexy and in need of male company. I could see her eyes surveying the patrons, searching for a handsome mark to screw.

She wore a smart yet slutty black cocktail dress. It had a cut out back and faux diamond laces flowing over her shoulders. As she sat on the edge of her seat, the hem of the very short dress rode up her smooth thighs, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her pantiless pussy in the shadow below.

This was sheer provocation to any real man there. She preferred not to wear any panties when she went out in the evening; it got in the way of a dirty quick fuck. In her black hold-up stocking and black high heels, she looked like a high-end escort waiting for her john. Earlier, she had spent over an hour carefully applying her make-up to appear pretty and desirable. I had watched her applying powder, rouge, mascara, blush, eye liner, etcetera.

Not to mention her thick red Christian Dior lipstick. Dressed to kill and made up like that, she looked totally stunning. When we had reached the hotel, the doorman had shown us in. We had walked in to the impressive foyer, taking in the large luxuriously decorated space and pausing for a moment.

We had decided to separate before heading to the bar to avoid the appearance of being together. Bambi had made her way towards the marble bathrooms while I had entered the bar alone and taken a seat. After she had brushed her hair and reapplied some lipstick, my wife had looked at herself in the mirror, satisfied. Her cheeks were flushed and she was trembling with eager anticipation.

She was going to fuck a stranger, she thought with excitement. Her entrance into the bar had not gone unnoticed. At least four men had examined her with ill-disguised appreciation, their eyes lingering over her sexy curves. The head waiter had noted her presence, too, but his reaction had been somewhat different.

He had immediately come over to her table when she had sat down. He had looked her up and down briefly and said with a certain disdain: You know the rules, right? One thousand baht for the hotel. I will add it to your bill. The waiter had obviously mistaken her for an escort.

She felt offended, yet at the same time excited. She could not blame him, really. After all, she looked identical to many of the hookers that worked the hotel. Now she would have to find a man to fuck short time or she would be out of pocket. The thought was both thrilling and frightening. Much to my surprise, she had been sitting there alone with her drink for a good ten minutes before one of the men seated at the bar decided to make his move.

Luckily for him, he wore a suit! The stranger was tall, blonde and handsome. His shoulders appeared surprisingly broad, and his suit was tight fitting.

It was obvious that he worked out regularly. He had been relaxing at the bar, stealing sideways glances at Bambi every now and again. At one point, she had noticed him and I had seen her cross and uncross her legs provocatively.

He had stood up, holding his glass of wine, and walked up to my wife, smiling. Is this seat taken? He sat down, still holding his glass of wine and looking at Bambi in the eyes. Nice to meet you," he said with a smile. Nice to meet you, too," she responded politely. I swallowed hard and my heart raced when I heard her utter those words.

She was playing the game flawlessly. Farang come here to Thailand to fuck me. I like to feel their hard cock in my tight pussy.

I think maybe tonight you like would buy my pussy too, darling? She put her hand on his knee and looked at him with a studied, seductive expression. How much is this going to cost me? I want fuck you all night. He put his hands on her stockinged legs and rubbed them up and down and squeezed them as they laughed and talked a couple more minutes. With the deal closed, and the bill taken care of, he took her hand and led her away.

I watched them disappear with mixed feelings, but my cock was hard. I knew that for the next hour or so, my wife Bambi was no longer mine. She had sold her body and pussy to this man and now she belonged to him for a while. She was his sex toy to fuck and do with as he pleased. I knew that she would soon be screwing him and sucking his cock like a good little whore.

This thought left me incredibly horny. I waited with anticipation, frustration and excitement for her to return. Later, my wife had fetched me from the bar.

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Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to the story. Thank you for your consideration. Some people are not comfortable with their own sexuality and they object to lady-boy, cuckold and bi-sexual stories. That is okay - to those people I would suggest not to read the story.

All others please read on and enjoy. Thai slut wife prostitutes herself in order to fuck a business man in a hotel. Her ideal sex partner is an older, polite gentleman, well-groomed, neat in appearance, and dressed in a tailored business suit. This has always been one of her fantasies. Most of the western tourists coming here were young backpackers or regular sex tourists more interested in the bars and drink, or activities and sightseeing.

Don't get me wrong: Bambi loves to fuck those sex tourists and she often does, but there was something about business men that seemed to turn her on more. My sexy Thai wife and I had been enjoying the adult scene for some time now as swingers.

She had run a beer bar for a while and short-timed some of the delighted customers and frankly, she really enjoys fucking most farang visitors in front of me, much to my pleasure. Just as long as another little Thai hooker is also participating. With her sexy tight body dressed in slutty clothes, her longing eyes and voluptuous red -lips so good for kissing and sucking, God has undoubtedly created the perfect fucking machine.

Bambi certainly knows it. It is your duty to look after your wife and keep me happy. You must get me one to fuck," she declared. I scratched my head: There are bound to be some business men there. Perhaps, one of them is lonely and would appreciate a sexy Thai whore What do you think?

Why don't we go Saturday night and take a look? I can dress as a hooker," she replied, delighted. And wait for me patiently in the bar when I short time my customer? What a turn on! And leave your cellphone on so that I can listen in," I added, excited at the thought. She looked at me, and then slowly nodded: I need to be able to concentrate on seducing my lover without you bothering me.

I surveyed the large carpeted space. The hotel pianist was playing an 80s pop song, and the large chandeliers gave the bar that feeling of luxury that is always sought by these s establishments. I had ordered a screwdriver and I was now sipping at the glass distractedly, fiddling with a copy of Time magazine, but all my attention was focused exclusively on my wife seated at the other end of the bar. I tried to appear disinterested, normal. I don't think I did too well at it, though.

Bambi was seated alone at one of the tables. She was leaning forward on the edge of her seat, a luxurious renaissance sofa chair, her Samsung Galaxy in her hand. She looked ravishingly sexy and in need of male company. I could see her eyes surveying the patrons, searching for a handsome mark to screw. She wore a smart yet slutty black cocktail dress. It had a cut out back and faux diamond laces flowing over her shoulders.

As she sat on the edge of her seat, the hem of the very short dress rode up her smooth thighs, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her pantiless pussy in the shadow below. This was sheer provocation to any real man there. She preferred not to wear any panties when she went out in the evening; it got in the way of a dirty quick fuck.

In her black hold-up stocking and black high heels, she looked like a high-end escort waiting for her john. Earlier, she had spent over an hour carefully applying her make-up to appear pretty and desirable. I had watched her applying powder, rouge, mascara, blush, eye liner, etcetera.

Not to mention her thick red Christian Dior lipstick. Dressed to kill and made up like that, she looked totally stunning. When we had reached the hotel, the doorman had shown us in. We had walked in to the impressive foyer, taking in the large luxuriously decorated space and pausing for a moment. We had decided to separate before heading to the bar to avoid the appearance of being together.

Bambi had made her way towards the marble bathrooms while I had entered the bar alone and taken a seat. After she had brushed her hair and reapplied some lipstick, my wife had looked at herself in the mirror, satisfied. Her cheeks were flushed and she was trembling with eager anticipation. She was going to fuck a stranger, she thought with excitement. Her entrance into the bar had not gone unnoticed. At least four men had examined her with ill-disguised appreciation, their eyes lingering over her sexy curves.

The head waiter had noted her presence, too, but his reaction had been somewhat different. He had immediately come over to her table when she had sat down. He had looked her up and down briefly and said with a certain disdain: You know the rules, right? One thousand baht for the hotel. I will add it to your bill. The waiter had obviously mistaken her for an escort.

She felt offended, yet at the same time excited. She could not blame him, really. After all, she looked identical to many of the hookers that worked the hotel. Now she would have to find a man to fuck short time or she would be out of pocket. The thought was both thrilling and frightening. Much to my surprise, she had been sitting there alone with her drink for a good ten minutes before one of the men seated at the bar decided to make his move.

Luckily for him, he wore a suit! The stranger was tall, blonde and handsome. His shoulders appeared surprisingly broad, and his suit was tight fitting.

It was obvious that he worked out regularly. He had been relaxing at the bar, stealing sideways glances at Bambi every now and again. At one point, she had noticed him and I had seen her cross and uncross her legs provocatively.

He had stood up, holding his glass of wine, and walked up to my wife, smiling. Is this seat taken? He sat down, still holding his glass of wine and looking at Bambi in the eyes. Nice to meet you," he said with a smile. Nice to meet you, too," she responded politely. I swallowed hard and my heart raced when I heard her utter those words. She was playing the game flawlessly. Farang come here to Thailand to fuck me.

I like to feel their hard cock in my tight pussy. I think maybe tonight you like would buy my pussy too, darling? She put her hand on his knee and looked at him with a studied, seductive expression. How much is this going to cost me? I want fuck you all night. He put his hands on her stockinged legs and rubbed them up and down and squeezed them as they laughed and talked a couple more minutes.

With the deal closed, and the bill taken care of, he took her hand and led her away. I watched them disappear with mixed feelings, but my cock was hard. I knew that for the next hour or so, my wife Bambi was no longer mine. She had sold her body and pussy to this man and now she belonged to him for a while.

She was his sex toy to fuck and do with as he pleased. I knew that she would soon be screwing him and sucking his cock like a good little whore. This thought left me incredibly horny.

I waited with anticipation, frustration and excitement for her to return. Later, my wife had fetched me from the bar.

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  1. Casually, she reached over to give me a brief kiss on the mouth. Now she would have to find a man to fuck short time or she would be out of pocket. The waiter had obviously mistaken her for an escort.

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