Many Years Ago in Hong Kong

The Mandarin Hotel in Hong Kong had one of the world's most famous bars, the Captain's Bar, and there I was to be found, many years ago, waiting for my wife, Caroline.

Caroline was blonde, blue eyed, of average build with good legs and firm 34C breasts with prominent nipples of which she was proud. She was just thirty and hardly ever wore a bra, which attracted some attention in a territory where most of the girls were quite flat chested. We had been married by this time for some seven years and were childless through choice. We both worked in different areas of insurance and worshipped the god that is money in Hong Kong and where sex is always in the air.

Caroline had various approaches to stray from the marital path to my knowledge but the first approach I can recall was before we went to Hong Kong when we were in Montparnasse in Paris, soon after being married and enjoying a lot of sex. That maybe showed, because when ambling down one street after a lunch in one of the attractive bistros, a small rather scruffy Frenchman came up and offered me a decent amount of money if I would let him take my wife to his nearby apartment for an hour or so. It made clear what he wanted and he was quite persistent, if not a little drunk. We were both amused and shocked and told him that there was no interest in either his money or in the rather large penis he claimed to possess. We returned to our hotel and fucked immediately as we had both found the encounter arousing and one which I never forgot.

There were probably many other times that Caroline was approached for sex when married. She was undoubtedly sexy but I think she resisted them, although I never could be sure.

A little bit of background here. Caroline was not a virgin when we married. She had lost her virginity to a Cypriot nightclub owner called Ronnie when on a month's holiday in Paphos with her cousins, but i only learn this some years after we were married. She pretended to me that she had not had full sex when we were engaged and made it clear that she did not want to have full sex until we were married. She enjoyed heavy petting however and had a sensitive quite large clitoris which I used to fondle to bring her to an orgasm and she used to use her fingers quite skillfully to bring the same result for me. We continued with this after marriage but also fucked almost every night. She was happy to fuck and sometime came when we fucked, but not always. She was not keen on fellatio and pushed my head away if ever I made a move to go down on her. She had a sensitive anus and enjoyed having me finger it during sex but that was as far as she wanted to go, then.

So, what was I doing waiting in the Captain's Bar? Let us go back to earlier that evening, when I returned to our flat in Mid Levels in Hong Kong.

It was a bit later than usual for me, probably around ten pm, that I unlocked the front door and called out.

She responded "I'm in the bedroom".

I went down the corridor to find her propped up in our wide double bed wearing her nightie with her knees raised and spread, looking flushed and with the phone receiver pressed to her ear.

"Sorry Tom" she spoke softly into the phone, "I must go, Steve is home". With that she put the phone down and I went to sit beside her on the bed.

"Who was it?" I asked.

She replied that it was a business acquaintance, Tom Harroldsen from Stockholm, who was staying in the Mandarin. He had phoned to see if we were around for dinner and when finding Caroline on her own, had then started to tell her how alone he felt in the Far East away from his wife, Margaretta, and how he was thumbing through the phone book looking at the many quite explicit adverts for escort services, if there was no alternative. I think he had described the alternative in some detail to Caroline.

Tom was a good looking Scandinavian, dark rather than blonde with a slim athletic body and warm smile. I could imagine how Caroline was attracted to him. I asked her what else had been said.

Caroline responded "Tom has told me how much he likes me and has asked me to go down to the Mandarin to keep him company instead of his calling one of the numbers in the phone book." She laughed, looking at me straight in the eye.

I slid my hand beneath the sheets and found she had clearly been aroused by Tom's request. Her right hand rested on her cunt which was already wet and open and which she had obviously been stroking whist on the phone.

I put my index finger on her engorged clitoris and started to knead it slowly and gently. "So, I think this is telling me that we should be good hosts, like the eskimos, and have you join him as requested. Do you agree? " I asked.

Her hips bucked strongly and she bit her lip but said nothing.

"Tom is a good guy" I said "you could have a great time with him this evening and honestly, I would not object. In fact it is making me hard just to think of it".

We had not discussed this possibility directly before, but when fucking her I had, on many occasions, asked if she could manage another penis after me, as she was obviously fantasising herself. I always came in her very quicky and often without satisfying her. She never answered my suggestions verbally, but her cunt used to twitch and squeeze my penis, as if giving its own answer.

I stopped feeling her up, got up off the bed and said "Come on, put on a dress and lets go down to the Mandarin".

She slowly got out of bed and gave me a very penetrating look "Are you sure?" she said.

"Absolutely, lets go before Tom phones for a hooker".

Although Caroline was using birth control pills, we also had some condoms in our bedroom as I found they helped me last longer when fucking Caroline and they were ribbed to give her cunt a bit more stimulation than was available from my 5 inch penis. ""You had better put a pack of these in your bag" I said as she was putting on her make-up, having quickly dressed "and make sure to use them, just in case Tom has been misbehaving."

She gave me another penetrating look, but took the packet of three durex and put them in her handbag.

I picked up the phone, called the Mandarin and asked to be put through to Tom. "Hi Tom" I said, "it's good to talk. I see you have already had a, what shall I call it, 'stimulating call' with Caroline and having talked about it, we can pop down to the Mandarin and see you at the Captain's Bar."

Tom laughed and said "Are you OK with this?"

I said "Well, it's Caroline's decision and I am happy with whatever she wants to do."

"OK" was the response, "See you in half an hour."

Christine put on her pearl necklace with some pearl earrings and a dab of her favourite perfume, Opium, between her breasts. "Don't forget to rouge your nipples" I laughed and we jumped silently together into a taxi to take us down to the hotel. We walked into The Captain's Bar which was quite busy and where Tom was already in a booth, drinking a vodka tonic.

"Two more" I said to the elderly barman, Mr Chin, "Large ones". He scuttled off to prepare the drinks and Caroline sat next to Tom, with me opposite.

"I trust you have made no other phone calls, Tom" I said. "We do not want you taking any unwanted souvenirs back to Stockholm".

Tom guffawed, looked at Caroline and said, laughing quietly. "No, I have been very well behaved but I am finding it very difficult and frustrating. Skol".

With that, we all laughed and took a large swig of our double vodka and tonics. "Well," I said, "Caroline obviously enjoyed her call with you and I would not want you to miss out on our unique form of hospitality. However, she has not done anything like this before and is understandably, pretty nervous".

Caroline said nothing but looked down at the table with its drinks and nibbles and picked up an olive that she licked first before putting it in her mouth. Tom laughed again.

"She does not look too nervous to me". He was always very forthright, and had had obviously had a couple of drinks before we arrived.

"I am also very happy to see the two of you and I can assure that nothing will happen unless Caroline would like it to, but I must say that I find Caroline both beautiful and incredibly sexy. I have been dying to go to bed with with her ever since we first met." Tom I knew had often called for female company when we travelled together and saw nothing wrong in paying for it and certainly not when being offered it for free.

Caroline squirmed and blushed as Tom then put his hand firmly, first on her knee and then on her thigh. "Skol" he toasted again.

I responded to his toast and we locked eyes as is the custom in Scandinavia as I drained my glass. Tom and Caroline did the same.

"I suggest that you two go up to Tom's room and that I remain here enjoying Mr Chin's excellent mixtures, listen to the Philippino band and see if there are any folk worth talking to. You take all the time you like and, Caroline, please do feel free to call me and tell me to go back to the flat, if you prefer". I said quietly looking at Caroline.

For the third time Caroline gave me back a penetrating look, got up from the booth, bent over and gave me a long kiss on the mouth. She then took Tom's hand and they headed to the lift lobby, whilst I waited in the Captain's Bar.

TO BE CONTINUED