A Happy Ending in Bangkok

I was in my late 30's and had just moved from the US to Thailand, to work there for a while. I stayed in a nice hotel for a few weeks when I first arrived. I was in heaven there, among the beautiful women of that country. Of course, I knew hardly anyone outside of work, so I spent a lot of evenings in my room watching the porn channels on TV, and getting to know my right hand. So .... I had been tempted to order an in-room massage for weeks. I was hopeful that it was the type of massage that offered a "happy ending". I had never had such an opportunity before. However, this was a classy hotel, so I was not at all sure my fantasy would come true. I wasn't even sure how to handle such a situation (excuse the pun!). I called the health spa, set up the appointment, and an hour beforehand, set myself up with a relaxing bath and awaited the knock on the door. Right on time, I hear someone outside the room. I open up, and am greeted by a pretty Thai woman, in her early 40's, dressed in a white, buttoned top and white pants. She looked almost like a nurse, and wore a name badge that said "Let-let". She quietly entered the room and set everything up for the session. She closed the heavy curtains, adjusted the room temperature, put on a music channel on the TV and dimmed the lights. She motioned me take off my bathrobe, and lie face down on the bed. Very professionally, she held up a towel in front of her, and laid it discretely over my middle. She kicked off her shoes, and knelt on the bed beside me. Asking me if I liked a soft massage, or something harder, she applied oil to her hands and rubbed it over my back. I owned up to liking a deeper massage (although this was only my second experience ever ... the first being squeaky clean and above board). Let-let proceeded to give me a wonderful back rub, working for at least 15 minutes on the tension in my neck. At this point, I was just enjoying the experience, having lost all hope of the session moving towards the erotic. Let-let lifted the towel and folded it exposing my left butt cheek. She massaged deeply, and more thoroughly than I had experienced in my prior treatment. She moved to my left leg. I was very, very aware of her long strokes up my leg, with oily fingers brushing lightly against the bottom of my ball sac. This couldn't be an accident. Surely she was testing me. Whatever the motive, my cock was stirring beneath me. By the time she finished with my right side, I had to squirm a little to allow room for my erection beneath me. I was nervous, quite frankly. If this massage was really on the up and up, when I turned over, I was going to be sending a "firm" message to Let-let. A few minutes later, she paused, lifted the towel in front of herself again, and quietly told me to turn onto my back. I just ignored my erection, rolled over, and closed my eyes as she lowered the towel over my middle. She said nothing, and then continued with the massage, very thoroughly, very professionally. As she worked my head and neck, the erection subsided, and I fell back into a totally relaxed state. Relaxed, until she moved her hands up the front of my legs, first the right, then the left. At the top of the leg she let her hands slip under the towel, nonchalantly brushing my ball sac again, bringing me to another lovely erection. At the end of the 40-minute session, she paused, and quietly sat back on her heels, still kneeling beside me. "That is it, sir", she told me. Naively, I thanked her, telling her it was a lovely massage. She then added, "the massage is over, sir, unless you would like 'special massage'". I didn't need any explanations, and nor did my cock. I said something silly like "Great! Do you do that?" She got up from the bed, and heading for the bathroom explained, "Yes, sir, but only with the hand." I told her that would be perfect, and just lay there with a big smile. Let-let returned with a wet washcloth that she placed on a towel beside her. Kneeling on the bed again, she poured more oil on her hands, and then reached forward to pull the towel off my body, leaving me lying naked in front of her. Inexplicably, my erection had subsided a little. She gently used both hands and reached for my cock and my balls. With a little fondling, I was soon fully erect again, and feeling very, very warm and comfortable. Of course, Let-let chose this moment to mention, "'special massage' costs extra -- 25 dollar US." I was in no mood to negotiate, and quickly agreed on the charge, only interested in her manipulation of my cock and balls. Now that I was standing to attention, Let-let took her right hand from my balls, moving it to my cock, stroking rhythmically. This freed up her left hand, which she moved to my chest. She gently pulled on my left nipple with her fingers, sending delightful shivers through my body. My 40-minute massage was heading for a 4-minute happy ending as I was already close to exploding. Let-let started to stroke faster, squeezing my nipple a little tighter. She also began to bounce up and down on the bed gently, simulating some sort of fucking. This added to the moment, and I began to feel the pressure building inside me, behind my cock. The pressure continued to build, encouraged by Let-let's hand rubbing up and down, pulling and pushing my foreskin over the head of cock. Feeling the cum moving into my cock, I breathed in, held my breath and waited for the eruption. The orgasm was exceptionally intense. The first spurt came just as Let-let was on a down stroke, so with the head of my cock exposed, the cum shot into the air two or three feet. As I exhaled loudly, the cum arced back down, splattering on my chest. As I moaned in pleasure, I could see the rest of the cum oozing out, all over Let-let's hands, a wonderful sight. This very experienced masseuse knew how to give maximum pleasure during the orgasm. She kept pumping, but gradually slowing. She gently massaged all of the cum from my cock, and then paused, holding my cock firmly for 10 seconds or so, with her left hand just resting on my chest. "You feel better now, sir?" she asked, and I can only remember sighing in response. She released my cock, and picked up the damp washcloth and wiped the cum from belly and chest. She wiped her hands as she cleaned up all around by cock. "You lay there, sir" she said, as she got up off her knees and headed to the bathroom. After a few minutes she returned and packed away her things. She came and sat beside me. "Thank you, sir. I hope you enjoyed." She was smiling, and this was clearly my cue to reach for my wallet. I paid for the massage, the happy ending, and gave her a generous tip. Seeing the tip she thanked me very politely, and immediately suggested that I be sure to ask for Let-let should I need another massage. With that she told me to stay relaxing on the bed, said her goodbyes and left the room. After a few minutes lying quietly, I sat up for a minute and pulled back the covers of the bed. I lay back down, pulled up the bedclothes, and fell into a very deep and satisfied slumber.