As I sank the eight ball and won the third frame in a row, I felt
a hot flush of pleasure course over me and not just because I’d
simply won the match. Sitting at the bar was a rather pretty
local lady – she’d been the object of the ‘winner take all’ bet –
and I’d just won!

It had started earlier in the evening. I don’t shoot pool all
that often – after all I’m a Brit; our game, on a table that is,
is snooker. Bigger table, ball, cues and more balls, but I’d
played it a lot when I was younger. I’d even won a local
tournament once, but that had been thirty years before and in a
different country. This time I was in Indonesia, where I’d been
engaged in finishing up a contract before flying home the
following day. The night club was in the basement of my hotel.

I’d found it early on in my stay, it was a pleasant enough place
to while away an evening without it costing either a fortune or
someone either taking exception to you or fleecing you at
whatever they were selling. As a sop to the Brits who worked in
the country and stayed in the Hotel it had a darts board, for the
others a pool table. Jack, the Club manager and I had played a
few times over the weeks I’d been coming. I suspect he’d been or
even was a hustler, but, he was kind enough to let me win a
few games, while I got used to playing again after not being on
any sort of table for a number of years.

The guy I’d just beaten was taking his loss through gritted teeth
and a rather fixed smile. Given what I’d won, that wasn’t too
surprising. Jack had set it up. I hadn’t been in for a few
nights because I had been too busy writing up some details of my
work on my laptop, so to make up for a bit of time Jack and I had
been playing earlier. We had stopped for a beer break and to let
someone else have a go.

You’ve seen the type. He was, I regret to say a ‘Yank’. There
were a few out here and most all the others were damn nice guys I
know I worked and played with them. This jerk seemed to want to
make up for all their good traits by having as many bad ones of
his own you could ever wish for. There is, as they say, always
one. He was the one – let’s just say he was a loudmouth and leave
it at that. Jack and I had watched from the bar with dismay as
he proceeded to alienate just about every one in the club, which
as Jack muttered, ‘was a clever trick… but not good for
business.’

Then to me, “Fancy taking him down a peg?”

“At what Jack?”

“Pool of course – you’re quite a lot better than he is, if you’re
careful – but he doesn’t know that and we can let him boast his
way into it.”

Jack was grinning as he spoke.

Jack knew what my game was like, the idea appealed , so what the
hell! Even though I’d never met the guy before, I’d seen the way
he’d upset some of the others, amongst them folks who’d become my
friends. Yeah! – as they say these days ‘Cool!’

Jack had gone over and was obviously proposing the match.
Loudmouth glanced in my direction and, sneered “What the
Limey?’ Then added , “Well, I suppose I’ve got time to, but we’d
better make it a bit more interesting…” then looking at one of
the local girls, “We’ll play for her.”

Jack raised an eyebrow, but ever the urbane Manager, he shrugged
his shoulders and said, “If you wish.”

He went over to the girl, and a look of distaste appeared on her
face. If Loudmouth noticed he didn’t show it as Jack came back
the short distance to me.

“May’s father owns a fair chunk of this Hotel, but she’s agreed
at my wish. Just for her sake and the sake of my job – don’t
lose.” The latter as he turned to rack the balls.

Jack palmed the chalk – Bill, loudmouth’s name, chose and found
chalk.

“Best of five?” He broke messily but still got lucky and potted
off it. The table didn’t really favour my style and he won the
first frame. Having now sunk a couple of Bud’s his second break
wasn’t so lucky, having been let in, I cleared and sank the eight
without his coming back to the table. Bill glowered. May purred
and put her hand on mine as I sat down while Jack racked them back
up. Bill went off, still glowering and had a leak.

When he came back, Bill took another mouthful of Bud while I
broke. Now my practising with Jack was paying off as I dropped a
stripe off the break, then cleared all but the eight. Bill
dropped three then left me an awkward cut, which again I got
lucky with. Perhaps it was the fact I only drink tonic, ice and
lemon – no gin! Perhaps not. Bill now looked worried for the
first time. Now time for a little gamesmanship.

“Tell you what Bill, I got a bit lucky last time – you break.”

He couldn’t refuse the offer, even though it didn’t really look
good to the now fascinated bar.

=46rom just behind my left ear Jack sniggered, “Christ you bastard!
Hope he doesn’t get lucky!”

I muttered back “So do I.”

Bill didn’t–poor break and he never got back to the table as I
took the third game in a row and won the rubber. At least he
turned out to be a relatively good loser, but that was probably
because there were more of my friends than his in the place. May
came over and kissed me full on the mouth. Bill started to say
something, thought better of it and turned and walked away.

“May,” I said , “the bet was not my idea – you really don’t have
to follow it through.”

“Oh but Sven, I do. If it got round that I had welched on a
bet…”

Jack, standing slightly behind her and out of her eye-line just
nodded gently to me.

“Wait a few minutes Sven – I don’t trust that clown. May, Sven’s
in 319, I’ll take him up the back way in a moment.”

She said nothing, just kissed me lightly again, then turned and
went into the staff entrance.

As she walked away I exhaled gently and said, “Shit Jack – I hope
this doesn’t get you into bother.”

“Nope,” he said. May’s like that – she does what she wants, but
she might not have gone out of here with him. The fact she’s
being discrete means she’ll probably come to your room. But then
I’m not sure – she’s a law unto herself.”

He shrugged his shoulders and passed me another drink. This time
there was gin in it – he judged me well and I felt I needed it.

A few minutes later Jack showed me out of the service elevator on
my floor into the linen closet. Opening the door he glanced each
way then nodded his head conspiratorially.

As I slipped quietly past him he gave me a pat on the shoulder.
“Enjoy.”

My turn to grin and nod.

I let myself into my room with my electronic key. Why was I not
surprised to find May standing in the darkness looking out the
window , the only light the lights of the shopping Mall half a
mile away. She didn’t look round as the door clicked shut behind
me. I put my jacket over the back of the chair and crossed the
room to stand behind her slim figure. As I held her waist she
leaned back into me, holding her arms across her front gripping
the elbows.

“May – you really don’t have to be here.”

She turned, reached up a little and put her arms around my neck
then kissed me, gently at first then with more passion, her
tongue slipping between my lips. She stopped and leaned back a
little before putting her head in the crook of my neck.

“Sven, if that was the case then I wouldn’t be here. I’m here
because I wanted to be and because I’m curious – you’ve not yet
made a pass at me, yet we’ve talked and sat together before this
evening. Jack put me up to it – he told me you’d win – though I
was a little worried after that first game.”

I saw her teeth gleam in the light from the window as she laughed
a little. She undid the buttons on my shirt front, pulling it
out of the waistband of my trousers and then taking it right off.
She dropped it over my jacket on the back of the chair beside
us. Then, turning back ran her hands through the light furry down
of what passes for hair on my chest. I held her to me and we
kissed some more. We could both feel the passion this time. I
reached for the zip of her dress, but she stopped me.

“One moment…”

She crossed to the door of my suite, looked briefly through the
spy hole, unhooked the ‘Don’t disturb’ sign, opened the door,
hooked it over the outside handle and re-shut the door. As she
started back across the room she reached behind her and unzipped
the dress. As she shrugged it off her shoulders it puddled down
around her feet and she stepped out of it, picked it up and
gently placed it over my shirt. Quite naked she came the remaining
distance back across the room, closed my open mouth before
kissing it, while at the same time undoing my belt and loosening
my trousers, easing them down as far as she could. Breaking the
kiss, as I kicked my shoes off she knelt down and took my
trousers and shorts off. On the way back to standing up she
kissed the end of my cock.

As we kissed again, I tasted my own sweetness on her lips as she
pulled my butt tightly into her, my pre-cum wet cock trapped
between us. I steered her backward and pushed her gently down
onto the bed, moving to lie alongside her. I kissed her neck,
making her shudder a little, then kissed my way on down to her
full breasts, her nipples standing hard in the cool of the
air-con – hard and dark like her areola in sharp contrast to her
beautiful light-coloured olive skin.

As I kissed and licked my way from nipple to nipple I brushed my
hand down across her flat stomach to the start of her wiry short
brush of hair. May moaned quietly, her fingers entwined in my
short hair holding me to her breast, as I explored her nether
lips with my fingers, moving in circles through the thatch. She
opened her legs wide, spreading her knees upwards to give me the
access I wanted.

I kissed my way down to her navel, running my tongue into it,
again making her squirm just a little as I did so. Then she
shuddered again as my beard reached that hair and the smell of
her musk reached my nose, driving me on with more urgency than
before. She swivelled round a little to get underneath me and
reach the end of my cock with her mouth, slurping at my wetness.
Now it was my turn to catch my breath as the warmth of her sweet
lips bobbed over the tip and rim of my cockhead. I wasted no
more time – with my hands either side of her hips I held her ass
and used my finger tips to pull apart the lips of her wet slick
cunt, sliding my tongue into it, swiping it down from clit to
‘taint. May shuddered with a small cum as I did so, stiffening
and then relaxing. Her wetness sweet nectar on my taste buds.

She swung out from under me, pushed me onto my back then engulfed
my cock with her hot mouth, leaving it slick and ready with her
saliva. In the light from the window I watched as she grabbed me
with one hand, eased her hips over mine and set me against her
cunt, her slender shape poised over me. I could feel the heat
radiating from it as she slipped down onto me.

Tight, so tight – breathing hard now she pushed down onto me and
slipped a little more onto me.

Tight so tight – as I strained not to cum with the exquisite
feeling of her enveloping cunt.

Tight then tighter – sliding deeper and deeper down onto me, the
whites of her eyes visible in the light as she keened, “Christ –
Oh – Christ – Oh – Christ – Oh Christ!”

As she finally bottomed out, her ass resting on my hips, little
shudders running though then finally a sobbing almost silent
scream as it all came to a head and she started cumming, and
cumming.

Tight so tight – almost to the point of pain – her body
twitching, her muscles visibly rippling, trapping my cock in a
strangling intensity that triggered my own hard orgasm, my back
arching up off the bed, my cock pushing deeper and deeper,
flooding her with my pearlescent juice in quantities that oozed
out round my shaft.

We came slowly down falling gently back onto the top surface of
the bed, both dripping with perspiration in spite of the air con,
her long black hair half covering my face, her face tucked into
the side of my neck, her breath coming in little shuddering sobs.
The muscles of that cunt still gripped and spasmed round my
cock, only half hard now, but still not slipping from her.

She raised herself up a little and kissed me as I held her to me,
hands still gripping her butt hard. As I squeezed it she
contracted her muscles round me then I watched as she pulled her
stomach in as if she were in an exercise class, her cunt now
stroking me back to hardness and sloppy seconds. My own sloppy
seconds!

She fed a breast to my face; my waiting lips eagerly took that
hard nipple in and sucked on it in time to her contractions as
she slowly started to slide and move on me again. Reluctantly
letting it go and without coming out of her, indeed holding
myself tight into her by gripping those lovely ass cheeks I
rolled her gently over until I was on top of her. She brought
her knees up either side of my hips and I brought first one, then
the other of those lovely long legs higher, above my arms. Then
deep, deep inside I gently started to fuck almost vertically down
into her.

She almost growled as another little orgasm rippled though her
then she made a whining sound as another big one started, her
ankles by this time trying to grip the back of my neck. Again
she started to spasm round me as she came and then without
warning I too exploded pushing hard into her with a gathering
intensity as each wave crashed through me. In slow motion we
crashed back to earth, my shrinking cock slipping from her cunt
as she vainly tried to stop it.

As we started to drift to sleep, me now spooning her from behind,
my arm over her side my hand gently caressing a handy breast she
pulled the comforter over both of us before wiggling back tight
against me.

We woke more or less together, this raven haired beauty and I, as
daylight and the rising sun flooded the room shining straight
into our eyes. May pushed the covers off and sat up then leaned
over and kissed the tip of my nose before getting out of bed and
going to freshen up. I joined her a few minutes later in the
shower, washing her back before she did mine. She dried quicker
than I and went back out to the bedroom part of the suite and I
thought – ‘Ah well – over so soon, but memories of a wonderful
night.’

As I was finishing I could hear her moving round then silence
again. So I went to find out what she was doing. May was waiting
– having stripped the debris of last night’s passion off the bed
and put it behind a chair – she sat cross-legged and naked on the
bed. As I walked forward I realised she was not alone – sitting
naked beside her, half turned towards me, was Jack.

Let’s just say I was surprised. As she saw Jack’s expression
change May turned to look at me as well. I guess my jaw was
somewhere down about my navel because they both stifled a giggle.

Now I’m not often lost for words but this time I eventually felt
my mouth open and shut several times before I sort of stuttered,
“Jack…?”

He laughed and said “Well I thought I’d better come and say hello
and see how my wife was this morning – sorry if it’s a bit
early.’

I felt my knees go wobbly as, stuttering again I indulged in yet
more witty repartee, “Wife?”

It’s amazing how erudite you can be when you feel you’ve been
backed into a corner you certainly didn’t expect to be in.

“Sven – I’m sorry, I really thought you knew.”

This time it was May who spoke.

I sat down on the end of the bed – I thought it would look better
if I did that rather then have my legs give way and I end up on the
floor. Naked I didn’t, in the circumstances, feel I had much
dignity left. Slowly I realised that both Jack and May seemed
much more relaxed about the whole situation, far more so than I.

Jack spoke. “Sven – I’m sorry I owe you a bit of an apology, May
and I rather like setting situations up and then enjoying how
they pan out – I had hoped to sneak in earlier on, in fact before
you started to enjoy each other, but May was a little unsure of
how you would take it – so we decided to wait until this morning.”

May got up and stood beside me, her beautiful right breast scant
inches from my face.

“Can you forgive us for the subterfuge and let Jack join in?

My answer was between my legs. Irresponsible organ that it was,
my dick was voting for me, slowly coming to attention. Having
now realised that Jack wasn’t about to cut off bits of my
anatomy, a certain stoicism crept into my approach, I gently
cupped May’s breast and sucked and licked gently on the rapidly
hardening nipple – it seemed a better answer than anything my
stumbling mouth might ever otherwise have said.

Jack, now kneeling at his wife’s feet, kissed her pubic mound,
cupping her ass with his hands as he pulled her towards him – she
sat and then lay back on the bed edge as he kissed and licked her
cunt into wet readiness.

Then – almost as if it had been choreographed May half rose and
pushed me further back onto the bed and so I moved further up as
she followed me intent on climbing on top of my now erect staff.
Reaching her goal she slid her slickness all the way down ’til we
mashed hair, then groaning gently she rolled forward at the waist
and kissed me.

Jack moved round so she could take him in her mouth at the same
time. Now I’ve never thought of myself as ‘bi’, not even thought
of it before to be truthful, but the sight of Jack’s circumcised
dick sliding in and out of May’s mouth, just above my face was
mesmerising. Judging by his groans he was highly aroused and this
first orgasm wasn’t going to be either long in coming, or going
to be anything other than highly explosive. As I watched his
balls pull up and felt both him and May stiffen I realised that
I was going to be right on both counts. I watched, fascinated,
the sudden, rapid progress of Jack’s sperm into May’s now open
mouth as she and he gave me a close-up show. He sprayed it
everywhere, a lot of it dripping down onto my face.

How did it taste? Hot and salty, not unpleasant as I had always
thought it might be. As he squirted again May shocked me by
taking hold of his dick and first pointing it then sliding it
into my mouth – the first time I had ever tasted either sperm or
another man’s penis. I was too surprised to protest and in the
end the situation was so erotic that I too came, hard and fast,
filling May’s juicy cunt as she once again milked the last of my
orgasm out of me. Jack slipped out of my mouth as May gave me a
snowball with whatever of Jack’s cum she had kept in her mouth,
while he slipped down to May’s cunt and started to clean both me
and her.

I think the only word that can totally sum up the whole moment
was surreal. So many firsts – I had just tasted another man’s
sperm for the first time, some of it as I had sucked it from him
and now in another first I was being sucked by another male as he
willingly cleaned our juices both direct from his wife and also
my dick.

In a way I felt numb. Had I been asked if I would ever do this
and enjoy it I would have vehemently said no. But now the fact
that my cock was still half-hard and being sucked back into a
hardness it had never really stooped from I was totally amazed and
just decided that this almost certainly one off situation might just
as well be enjoyed.

May turned and presented that wonderful, juicy cunt to my face
while she turned and helped her husband lick and suck me back to
full strength. I dove in, tasting the remainder of my own juice;
yet another first. What was going to be next? May, it seemed,
was now driving things further. She turned and sat on me again,
engulfing me easily. Jack held me and helped me into her. Then he
came back to my head, his dick close to my face and raised a
quizzical eyebrow. I pulled him to my mouth mentally thanking
whatever deity might be handy that he was a little smaller than I
was sucked him into my mouth and made him wet for what I
suspected was going to be the next and probably final round. He
withdrew and moved down the bed behind May who paused in her
appointed pastime of bringing herself off on my hard but tired
cock. I felt her tense, then slowly relax as Jack slid slowly and
carefully into her ass.

Christ, a double team, yet another first. It is erotic and
incredibly arousing to feel another man’s cock making love,
albeit in a different channel, at the same time as you. Neither
May, nor Jack, nor I lasted long – May came first, clamping down
hard on Jack and I and it was a sort of photo finish between us –
weird to feel someone else spasming against me even if by now
mine was probably a dry shot!

Jack had half collapsed onto May’s back and I was having
difficulty breathing with them both on top of me. As he pulled
out Jack got up and May rolled to one side. We started to
recover.

What to do now, what to talk about, who to look in the eye, what
to say, was solved when my bedside phone rang. May, closest,
reached it and handed it to me.

“Good morning Sir, although it’s a few minutes early your taxi to
the airport is here and waiting for you.”

Christ! The Airport! My flight was in a little over three
hours…

All I could say as naturally as possible was “OK – I’ll be down
in a couple of minutes.”

May and Jack looked at me, startled and then laughing as they
realised just how badly I had, literally, ‘fucked up!’

Surprisingly it was the demure May who took charge. “Sven, shower
fast! Jack and I will finish the packing you’d started.”

Which is how not long later I found myself, having checked out of
the hotel, in the back of a cab on the way to Jakarta
International Airport. It had been chaos to achieve the calm,
apparently totally in control appearance as I had checked out –
thank God for air con in the cab. I reached the check-in desks
ten minutes before the flight’s final call walked straight
through the departure lounge onto the flight the last one on the
aircraft. Doors were closed and we were pushing back before I
had reached my seat. I was lucky, I had a row to myself, so
no-one was inconvenienced.

Once we were airborne I was able to stand up and properly sort
myself out for the long haul back home. It was only as I was
taking my jacket off I found the slim envelope in an inner
pocket. In it there was almost 2,500 in US Dollars.

Oh – and a note;

‘Dear Sven

When Jack said I was related to the owner of the hotel he was
quite right but he didn’t tell you quite everything. I am
related to him, by marriage. You see Jack’s family own the
hotel. They employ a full-time Hotel Manager. Jack likes to look
after the night club as a hobby.

I know your company paid for your stay, but I also guess they
didn’t pay you as well for the contract as they should have done.
But they did pay your bill promptly – when that happens to a
local person we usually give them or their company a good
discount. So in this case what you have in your hand is your
discount or perhaps your ‘winnings’.

Take it as a thank you for being such a good sport and letting us
have our fun.

May & Jack’