Butterflies Are Free To Fly - part 15

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Greg unlocked the door to his condo and got Nit inside without being seen by any one of his neighbors. The apartment was as he had left it. He went over to the sofa and saw his mobile sitting on the cushions. He grabbed it and took it to the battery charger and swapped the used battery for a charged one, placing the depleted battery in the slot to charge it. He turned to Nit who was standing there staring wide-eyed at the apartment and furnishings.

“Come here, Nit,” he said to her in Thai, “Come sit on the sofa. Would you like something to drink? Some whiskey?”

Greg guided her to the sofa and got her seated.

“Kup koon ka.” Nit thanked him, “You have a beautiful apartment, Gleg! Yes, I’d like some whiskey, please. Nit Now. (I’m cold)”

Greg went to the mini-bar and made her a stiff drink with some J. W. Black and a splash of coke and a couple ice cubes from the small reefer behind the bar. Bringing it back to her he said, “Well, drink this and then let’s take a nice hot, long shower, okay? I’ll turn down the AC for you too, okay?”

“Thank you, Gleg. A hot shower would be nice!” she said, taking a sip of the whiskey coke, wincing when she tasted how strong it was.

Greg returned to the bar and made himself a whiskey too. He sipped it, sighed, and went over and sat down next to Nit on the sofa, placing an arm around her shoulders and gently bringing her face to his. He kissed her lightly at first, then with more passion. Nit slipped her tongue into his mouth and they sat there a while and just made out, pawing each others bodies, occasionally sipping their drinks. After a while Greg jumped up and said with a grin, “Come on. Let’s go shower. Come in the bedroom where we can undress and I’ll get us some clean towels.”

“Okay.” said Nit, ever the dutiful bar lady.

She rose from the sofa and followed Greg into the bedroom, Greg and his wife’s bedroom. Greg sat on the end of the bed, after grabbing two clean blue towels from a closet in the hall by the bathroom, and said to Nit, “I’ve always wanted you Nit. I am happy you are here with me. Come sit here next to me.”

Nit smiled a secret smile, she always knew he wanted her; she could see it in his eyes every time he looked at her. She went and sat next to him. They started kissing again and eventually their clothes started coming off. Greg sat up, held Nit at arms length and said, “My God, Nit, you are so beautiful. Let me see you. Come on. Let’s go shower!”

Saying this he grabbed her in his arms, lifted her as she giggled like a schoolgirl and carried her into the bathroom, which was quite large in size, with a nice large whirlpool type bathtub and frosted sliding glass doors. Nit laughed, made an oooooooooo-ing sound when she saw the hong nam (bathroom), and reached down with a small hand and grabbed Greg’s now swollen cock in its coolness, making Greg flinch and laugh.

“You are so big, Gleg! Maybe you kill Nit!” she said slyly with a shy grin.

“I’ll be careful, Nit. I promise.” said Greg.

He placed Nit lightly on the marble tiled floor and reached into the shower stall and started the water to fill the tub. “This is going to be great!” he thought to himself. Greg turned around and Nit was gone.

“Where the hell is she?” he thought in a momentary panic.

Nit strolled into the bathroom wearing one of the large blue towels around her waist, and holding the other one out in her hand for Greg. Greg laughed.

“What Nit? Are you shy? Come here.” he said, grabbing the towel from her hand and throwing it in a corner of the bathroom.

He then peeled the towel from her, threw it on top of the other towel, and sat on the closed toilet seat, which had a funky blue fuzzy pad cover his wife had gotten, and which he hated because he could never get the damned lid to stay up when he stood to take a piss. Plus now it tickled his ass and hanging balls as he sat there. He put his hands on either side of Nit’s waist and held her at arms length away from him while he sat there taking in this little Isaan beauty. She was tiny, yet her luscious body filled his eyes. Maybe at most Nit was four feet and eight inches tall. Greg thought maybe even less. He could encircle her waist with the fingers of both his hands, with room to spare, and did so now as Nit gazed into his eyes. She watched his reactions closely as he sat there taking all of her into his eyes. Her mons was nearly bare of hair, just a few wisps curled there, and her skin was as smooth as a baby’s bottom, and softer than anything or anyone he’d ever felt. Her ass was the nicest, firmest, and roundest Greg had seen in ages. Nit had a great ass. Greg was an ass man, and he put Nit's buns right up there among the nicest he'd ever encountered.

The muscles of her arms and back were etched under her tight skin like wires under a layer of golden velvet. He rubbed his hands over her back and bottom and drew her toward him and buried his face in her tiny breasts. They were small, but well formed, rounded and pert. Her nipples were a dark chocolate Hershey’s candy-kiss brown and erect and hard. They stood out like ripe berries for the taking. Greg took. Nit moaned and pushed her breast harder into Greg’s mouth. Greg slipped his hand between Nit’s legs and felt her wetness. She was as horny as he was he thought to himself with pleasure.

The bathroom was steaming up from the filling tub of hot water. Greg stood up and lifted Nit easily off the floor by the waist, placing her moistened pussy over his throbbing member he slowly and gently impaled her, inch by inch, ever so slowly he filled her, as Nit wrapped her arms around Greg’s neck and threw her legs around his waist. She tilted back her head and keened a little high pitched growling moan, and her long flowing mane of anthracite black hair nearly touched the floor. Nit complained not at all. They seemed to be a perfect fit. Greg moaned, and said, “Ah Nit, you are so beautiful. I’ve wanted this for two years!”

“Fuck me, Gleg!” growled tiny Nutty Nit.

Greg proceeded to do just as she ordered.

(To be continued)


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