Maddie and Chloe's Girls Trip
Copyright© 2025 by CutePerthGirl
Chapter 2: Chloe
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 2: Chloe - Maddie and Chloe are two high school graduates on a girls' trip in Thailand. The girls are looking for a once-in-a-lifetime experience. They meet new friends and get up to all sorts of fun-filled adventures.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Cream Pie Facial Oral Sex
When Dad insisted Maddie and I should stay in a proper resort, instead of a cheap backpacker hostel, I felt a sense of relief. I knew Maddie had her heart set on the idea, but I felt a lot more comfortable having my own privacy, rather than sharing a space with tons of other people in a confined space. Plus, I had heard stories of what really goes on in those hostels. It was basically a non-stop party atmosphere.
I didn’t mind going out occasionally, but I wasn’t enthusiastic about clubbing and bars as much as Maddie was. She wanted us to really let loose and try things we wouldn’t normally do. Break out of our nerdy, good girl shells as she but it. Maybe she had a point, but still, I didn’t want to be a girl who hooked up with random guys and got drunk every night. It just wasn’t me.
The first night in Thailand, I was just hoping we would take it easy. Walk the street market, try out street foods, and explore the city a little. But Maddie decided we should at least try out one or two bars. I couldn’t say no, she looked so excited.
We met these girls from Sydney, Mel and Tara, at the first bar. They looked to be the typical Aussie backpacker types, girls who liked to party and were scantily clad. Even though it was hot and humid, I wouldn’t have shown that much skin personally. Tara’s skirt barely covered her ass. She was flashing her white panties every time she took a seat.
During our first bar-hopping experience. Maddie coerced me into having more drinks than I would usually drink in a year. I had to admit, the alcohol did relax me a lot. My anxiety of being around so many strange people dulled with every glass or shot I took. By the end of the night, I was laughing and giggling almost as much as the other girls, especially when we were at a karaoke bar.
I guess trying new things wasn’t all that bad. I had fun, and my initial opinion of Tara and Mel changed. They were really sweet and nice, unlike the popular girls we knew in high school.
I woke that morning after our big night feeling so refreshed. I had a new outlook on life. I felt so ready and excited to experience more on this trip, just as Maddie had wanted.
With my extra energy, I decided to check out the resort gym. I liked to run and work out. It always helped me clear my head and gave me a sense of achievement. Dad was also very big on fitness. He used to play tennis professionally.
“Wow! What an amazing gym,” I chirped while stepping into the huge space. I never tried out a proper gym before. I didn’t like to work out with people watching me. I just jogged around my suburb and used my parents’ home equipment. But in the spirit of trying new things, here I was. There weren’t many people, though. I suppose most guests got their workouts in earlier, so they could have the whole day to enjoy their vacation. It made a lot of sense.
With the alcohol probably still in my system from last night. I could really push myself without feeling any muscle fatigue for longer than usual. I got a huge runner’s high, the best I ever had. I was feeling euphoric.
While walking back from the bathroom, I noticed a sign that indicated where the sauna rooms were. Dad recently installed a sauna in our backyard, and I got in the habit of using it after running because I read an article about the many benefits.
I was apprehensive at first. I knew I might not have the privacy I did in my own private sauna at home. What if it were crowded with a bunch of guys? The sign didn’t indicate whether there were male or female rooms.
I took a deep breath to calm my anxiety, chanting Maddie’s words to loosen up in my head. Okay, there wasn’t any harm in walking over and taking a peek, I decided.
There wasn’t just one sauna. I happily counted at least 4 separate ones. And most of them were empty when I peeked through the glass. Awesome!
I quickly rushed into one of the changing rooms, stripped off my sweaty gym clothes, and wrapped a towel around my body to cover up my underwear.
I stepped inside one of the unoccupied rooms and sighed in relaxation. Purging my system of all the toxins I drank last night. Closing my eyes, I slumped down on the wooden bench to fully immerse myself. The hot steam was working on opening up my pores. It felt so wonderful.
“Oh, hi!. It didn’t look like anyone was in here,” A man suddenly voiced.
My eyes were half closed by then, my body fully switched into relaxation mode, but his abrupt intrusion quickly had me on full alert.
“You’re the girl by the pool yesterday. I talked to your friend, Maddie, for a bit. She was very friendly,” The stranger revealed.
“Sorry, I have no clue who you are,” I nervously replied while sitting up and folding an arm over my chest.
“Right! Sorry if I startled you. I’m Ron. My friend, Tim, bought you girls a drink yesterday, but to be honest, it was my idea,” he told me.
“Oh, yeah. I think I remember you know. Thank you for the drink ... if it was your idea,” I timidly offered.
“My pleasure. Maddie said your name is Chloe. I never forgot a beautiful girl’s name,” Ron smirked.
Geez! Why is Maddie giving my name to weird guys? I griped. “ That’s right, and thank you,” I returned in response to his compliment.
This was so awkward. I was in a towel, looking at an older man who was also wearing a towel. Who knew if he had anything on underneath it? I wanted to just get the hell out of there.
“You don’t mind if I have a seat, do you? I totally understand if you want me to leave,” he offered kindly.
His words seemed gentlemanly, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that his eyes were burning a hole through my towel. Luckily, I kept my underwear on underneath.
“It’s up to you, I don’t mind,” I replied politely. The sauna was a public place, to be fair. I really had no right to kick somebody out just because I didn’t feel comfortable.
“Great. I prefer some company anyway,” Ron said while smiling at me.
I sat more upright and checked to see if the towel was covering my modesty. The last thing I needed was for him to think I enjoyed having a man stare at me, or worse yet, the start of some cheesy porn video.
He took a seat across from me and smiled again. I couldn’t have felt more uneasy, but it would be so rude if I just upped and left. He wasn’t being openly creepy. It was just me being a harsh critic and always thinking the worst.
“So you’re Australian? I love Australia, an amazing country. Which part are you from?” Ron questioned.
“Perth,” I kept my answer direct.
“Nice! Been there a couple of times for work. It probably has the prettiest girls in Australia, in my opinion,” he winked.
I let out an awkward giggle and grin. Ron was definitely trying to flirt with me. He wasn’t bad looking at all, actually fairly handsome. Jet black short hair, neatly styled. Strong, defined jaw line and grey eyes. His body wasn’t muscular, but he wasn’t overweight either, somewhere in between. He had light chest hair and sun-kissed skin.
If it wasn’t for the fact that he was much older and I was still dating Eric, I would have been happy to go on a date with him.
“So, are you girls enjoying your time so far? Enjoying the nightlife? Aussies are known for being fun people, especially the girls,” Ron snickered.
“I don’t really like to party. I’m quite boring,” I chuckled nervously.
“No way that can be true. A beautiful girl like you must get plenty of attention back home. And here I bet,” he teased playfully.
“I don’t know. I’m not really focused on guys.”
Ron smiled at my answer. His hand drifted over his lap. I swear I could see his bulge now, when before I couldn’t.
“You mind if I sit closer? It’s hard to hear you over here,” he boldly asked.
Oh! That was my signal to leave. I couldn’t have him thinking I was that kind of girl. I needed to get up before things escalated further.
“Ummm! ... Sorry, I actually have to go now. I promised my friend to be back before they stopped serving breakfast. It was nice meeting you, Ron. Bye!” I tried to say as calmly as possible so he wouldn’t think I was distressed.
“No worries, maybe I’ll see you again around the place,” he replied.
“Yeah, maybe.” I scuttled out of the sauna and sighed. I put on my gym clothes and hurriedly walked back to my room.
“Hey, that was a long workout, you ok?” Maddie asked me in a worrying tone.
I’m great. I just overdid it a little at the gym. I’ll feel better after some food,” I lied to her.
My run-in with Ron was still fresh in my mind. I felt flustered. Maybe Dad was right, I should be extra careful around men here—especially older ones who hit on 18-year-old girls.
I took a shower to wash away the stress. Then Maddie and I went down to sample the breakfast/brunch buffet. Getting some food in me worked like magic. I instantly felt better, and even enjoyed a few more alcoholic drinks.
Maddie and I filled the rest of the day by exploring the beaches, parks, and walking trails surrounding the resort. An excellent opportunity to take plenty of nature and scenery pics for my Instagram. Maddie even tried to get me to post a bikini pic we took on the beach, but my parents, especially Dad, would have freaked if they saw me in a tiny red string bikini. I wouldn’t be surprised if they took a flight over right away.
The bikini was bad, but what Maddie pressured me into wearing for our night out wasn’t that much better. A white, body-clinging mini dress with no straps. It was hers, so with me being a few inches taller, the hem barely made it past my butt.
I wanted to wear bike shorts underneath for safety, but Maddie protested and made me wear a white lace g-string. She said my ass would look much better in one. I think she just used that as an excuse to get me out of my comfort zone. It was working, I felt and looked like one of the local bar girls we saw last night. Thank god she didn’t make me wear heels.
I was happy to see Tara and Mel again. I really warmed up to them throughout last night, especially Mel. Who knew a girl like that would have an obsession with Pokémon? She didn’t seem like the geeky type at all.
“Wow! Hot dress. You look gorgeous, Chloe,” Mel complimented.
“She’s dressing for free drinks,” Maddie teased.
“Good! Because my budget is blown,” Tara said, laughing.
Like the night before, we started at a bar popular with foreigners. The music was loud, and the bathrooms were dirty. Not my comfort zone at all.
Maddie quickly pumped me full of vodka shots. The buzz soon kicked in and I felt looser. We danced with random guys, had more drinks, and were soon laughing and giggling down the street to a new location. This went on for hours before we arrived at a karaoke bar to relax and unwind from the intense, blaring music of clubs. Even Tara’s rendition of Zombie was more pleasant to my ringing ears.
As I came back from much cleaner bathrooms, Maddie took her turn on stage. She actually had a great voice. I heard it many times as we sang in my room or hers while studying. She finished her song, and then came drinks from a group of men who looked pretty familiar.
Oh God! One of them was Ron. He instantly gave me a wave and a grin as I locked eyes with him. Hopefully, he wouldn’t come over and start to hit on me again. I took a seat, being very careful not to flash my panties with how short this dress was. I had been tugging at it all night out of fear.
“Those old guys look pretty hot! Have you girls ever been with an older guy?” Tara slurred out after downing her free shot.
She looked pretty wasted already. With how pretty she was, Tara was probably getting free drinks all night. Maddie, Mel, and I weren’t nearly as intoxicated. Or so I assumed.
Tara then spilled her secret sex affair with her married boss. The girl had no filter tonight. She was getting out of hand fast. When she walked over to Ron’s table of guys, I recoiled into my seat. Geez, what the hell was she doing? I didn’t want to hang out with them, but Maddie was giddy with excitement. I knew she wanted a holiday fling. I just didn’t think she would be considering older men.
“Maddie, can’t we just have a fun girls’ night. Do we really want to hang out with a bunch of older men?” I pleaded.
“They aren’t that old, mid-thirties at best. Keep an open mind, Chloe,” she urged.
“I’m with Chloe. We’re pretty drunk already, adding sleezy old guys to the mix doesn’t sound like a good idea,” Mel responsibly said.
I gave her a smile of gratitude, and she returned it with a nod.
“Just wait, Tara’s coming back. Let’s hear what she has to say,” Maddie chirped.
“Good news, girls! We’ve been invited to a private party. One of their workmates is getting married or something. They said they have weed and plenty of drinks,” Tara gleefully informed us.
“Oh boy,” I sighed. This wasn’t looking good.
“I say yes! We’re here to party, right? You promised to loosen up, remember, Chloe?” she reminded me with puppy dog eyes.
At the same time, Tara was also trying to plead with her bestie, Mel, to attend the party. It looked like Tara and Maddie weren’t going to take no for an answer from either of us.
Like always, I eventually gave in. I just couldn’t say no to Maddie. We all then got up and walked over to join the guys, Tara introducing us to the group one by one.
I felt so exposed, sitting among five older men who took turns discreetly checking me and the girls out. I almost exposed my A cups while tugging on the hem of my short dress to cover as much of my bare thighs as possible.
“Hi again,” Ron said to me as the others chit-chatted amongst themselves.
“Hi,” I replied, trying my best not to show my disdain with the situation.
“You look incredible tonight. That’s one hell of a head-turning dress,” he complimented me.
“Thank you. It’s one of Maddie’s. She made me wear it,” I told him.
“She has good taste. Would you like another drink?” Ron asked. He was staring a hole into my dress.
“Did someone say drink? I’d love another,” Tara interjected.
“Go on, Ron. Get all of us another round of shots,” Tim snickered.
Ron laughed and made his way over to the bar, ordering the shots without protest.
“We should get to the party. Will’s probably wondering where we are,” Jay announced shortly after.
Maddie and Tara chirped with excitement, while Tara and I lagged behind them, rolling our eyes.
“This better not be some sort of sex party,” I hoped and prayed as we jumped into a tuk-tuk.
“Who do you think is the hottest out of the guys?” Maddie squeaked during the ride.
“Definitely, Jaxon. Have any of you ever seen those Blacked porn videos? He looks like one of those studs,” Tara chuckled.
I had to admit she was right. Jaxon was a gorgeous man, but he didn’t seem very interested in any of us back at the bar. He spent almost all his time on his phone. Quite rude I thought.
“Yeah! Jaxon is hot!” Maddie chimed in.
“Would you let him black you, Maddie? Tara laughed.
We all knew exactly what she meant. Even I had a moment of thought about sleeping with Jaxon.
“I might. We will see,” she coyly replied with a devious grin.
Oh boy, Maddie was definitely in a mood. When she said she wanted to break out of her shell, I didn’t think it would be so soon. It was only our second night in Thailand, for God’s sake.
When we arrived at the party, Maddie took my arm and whispered for me to relax and chill. “ It’s just a party, try to have fun, okay,” she urged.
I gave her a nod and a smile. The last thing I wanted to do was ruin her fun. That was the whole point of the trip in the first place, and I had promised her I would try my best. So I was going to do just that.
“Wow! This is pretty cool,” Mel cooed as we walked into the villa.
I was happy to see a lot more girls there than just us. Hopefully, the guys would get distracted and leave me alone. There were way prettier girls here than me. That’s for sure.
“You girls want a drink?” Tim asked.
Maddie readily agreed. It was obvious Tim had his heart set on my bestie, and Ron also stuck around close to us. Too close for my liking. He was giving me the same eyes as he did in the sauna.
The four of us sat down, drinking and chatting. Tim is doing most of the talking, and mostly to Maddie, who was beaming with glee at having an older man’s full attention. My eyes were wandering around the party, shaking my head when I saw how Tara was acting on the dance floor with Jay. She was all over him, bumping and grinding away.
As I was busy staring off into the distance, Ron nudged ever so closer to me. I hadn’t noticed until he started asking me questions, trying to make conversation. I felt uneasy, and when he placed a hand on my leg, I almost jumped out of my seat.
He apologised quickly, but I didn’t think he meant it really. Ahrg! I just wanted to walk away, but I didn’t want to leave Maddie alone.
“Hey, let’s go dance,” Maddie suggested, seeing my distraught expression. I eagerly said yes, and we got up to join Mel and Tara. Ron didn’t follow. I think he knew I was displeased with his grope.
We danced more and kept drinking. The buzz was really kicking in now. I even found it funny when Tara stripped out of her clothes and jumped into the spa with Jay. She was getting even wilder with each passing hour.
“I need to use the bathroom. Want to come with me?” I tapped Maddie on the shoulder as she was cuddled up with Tim on the dance floor.
“Right now?” she frowned.
“I’ll come with you, Chloe,” Mel sweetly offered, much to Maddie’s approval.
I thanked her and left Maddie to her fun. She and Tim were getting pretty hot and heavy.
“Looks like our friends are going to ditch us,” Mel giggled while we were in the bathroom.
I sighed and nodded in agreement. You seem to be having a bit of fun with Kenny as well,” I teased her.
“He’s not bad. But I don’t think I’ll hook up or anything. I have a boyfriend, remember,” She winked at me. “It just feels good to have a guy want you sometimes,” she explained.
I kind of knew what she was saying. Eric and I started drifting apart ever since he took my virginity. I think we were more suited as friends than lovers. He wasn’t your typical teen boy who obsessed about sex, but sometimes I wished he did show more interest. I actually enjoyed sex with Eric, even though I had never orgasmed with him.
We left the bathroom and were quickly ambushed by these two Spanish-looking guys. They were stoned out of their minds, fully intoxicated.
“Hey girls! Want to have a smoke with us?” The taller one slurred.
“We’re good, thanks,” Mel immediately told them.
“Come on! Don’t be shy. It’s a party after all,” The other one argued before he placed a hand on my arm and aggressively tugged me forward.
“Hey! Let me go!” I yelled. The guy quickly released me, and I almost fell back.
“You heard her! Get lost! Leave the house or else!” Ron came out of nowhere to scare them off.
“Fuck dude! Relax. We’re going,” they surrendered before walking off.
“Geez, fuckin losers!” Mel shouted. “ You okay, Chloe?
“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks, Ron,” I gratefully said to him.
“Not a problem. “ I’ll just make sure they’re actually leaving,” he told us before walking after the two idiots.
Mel rushed over to hug me and asked again if I was okay. I assured her I was fine, just a bit stunned, that’s all.
“Hey, at least they dropped the goods before Ron scared them off, Mel laughed, seeing two joints on the floor. “ Let’s go back outside. This will help us forget those jerks,’ she excitedly giggled.
“I don’t think I need that,” I nervously replied.
“Nonsense! At least try a puff, that’s all I ask,” she encouraged.
“Alright.” I sighed
We walked back outside and rejoined Maddie. Mel showed her the joint, and she excitedly clapped to try it.
As promised, I did try a puff, and like Maddie, I coughed out my lungs immediately. It was disgusting. I sat back and chatted with a trio of British girls, content to watch as the others took multiple inhales, including Maddie.
After finishing the joints, the girls went back to dancing, and I continued to chit-chat with the randoms until I needed to go pee again. I got up and started to walk inside when Ron strolled over.
“Having a good time?” he inquired nicely.
“Yeah, I’m warming up to it,” I replied with a half smile. “ Oh, and thank you for getting rid of those guys earlier. I really appreciate it.”
“It’s no bother. Are you heading inside?” he questioned.
“Need the bathroom again,” I giggled softly.
“Want me to come with? Make sure no drugged-out guys harass you again,” he offered like a gentleman.
I still felt cautious around so many people, so I nodded in agreement to his offer. It was nice of him to do so. Maybe Ron wasn’t such a bad guy. I started to feel bad for thinking he was.
“Look at that, a shooting star,” Ron pointed out toward the sky as we started walking.
I didn’t flinch this time when I felt his hand on my back, guiding me to where it was. I guess I was probably drunk. The sight was really awesome, though. I had never seen one before.
“Be sure to make a wish,” he told me.
I giggled and continued to walk inside with Ron’s hand still on the base of my back. I needed the subtle support. My head felt dizzy, maybe all that second-hand pot smoke had finally made its way into my system, mixing with the alcohol.
After peeing and washing my hands, I lightly splashed my face with cold water to soothe my warm skin. I probably shouldn’t drink anymore.
Somehow, as I splashed my face and lightly rubbed my hazy eyes, I clumsily managed to dislodge a contact lens from my left eye. I scoured the sink to no avail. Ugh! It must have washed down the drain. Just my luck. My eyes were already fuzzy, and now I was basically blind in one of them.
I carefully walked out of the bathroom, sighing. Ron saw my distressed look and sweetly asked me what was wrong.
“I just lost a contact lens,” I said, frowning.
“Ahhhh ... that’s rough,” he commented.
“Hey! I’m calling us a ride,” Maddie wants to head back to the hotel,” Someone called out to my left. I guessed it was Tim. “ Is she okay? Tim asked Ron as he walked closer.
“I’m fine, I just lost a contact,” I told him. My left eye was squinting to adjust.
“Good timing then, you want to leave as well?” he asked me.
“Yes!” I readily agreed.
Ron stayed close to guide me back outside to Maddie, just in case, and after we found her, the four of us left.
“Hey, you mind if I hang out with Tim when we get back ... Alone?” my blonde bestie whispered into my ear.
Oh dear, she had a cheerful glint in her eye. Maddie was drunk, but she was still fairly coherent. Even still, I worried that Tim would take advantage of her, but I gave her the okay anyway. She just looked so excited, and Tim seemed to be a decent man. I probably couldn’t have stopped her even if I tried.
We got back to the hotel, and after a hug, I watched Maddie walk off with Tim, holding her delicate hand. It was pretty clear they weren’t just going to ‘hang out’.
“You don’t have to walk me back. You must be pretty tired yourself,” I turned to tell Ron after Maddie walked out of sight.
“It’s no bother, I need the extra walk to clear my head. I overdid it a little tonight. No clue how I’m going to be ready for Will’s wedding,” he chuckled.
I giggled in return and nodded my head to accept his offer before starting to stroll off.
At one point during the journey, I stumbled and almost toppled over. Thank god Ron was close by to heroically catch me by the hips.
“You see, lucky I’m here,” he smirked before releasing his grasp.
“Thank you,” I said with a gracious smile.
With my blurred vision and the toxins running through my system, my head was starting to spin the more I walked. I felt like I was going to puke my guts out. I desperately tried to hold it in until I reached my room.
“You feeling okay?” Ron asked with concern as I slumped forward, hands on my knees.
“I might puke,” I warned him. Ron rubbed my back in an attempt to soothe me, and I managed to hold it in until I reached my door.
Just as I swiped the card to get in, the overwhelming urge to spill my guts returned. I rushed into the room, failing to make it to the bathroom in time. I began to vomit all over the tiled floor in an embarrassing display.
Ron quickly stepped inside to hold my hair back and rub my shoulders. Then, after I stopped, he guided me to the bathroom, where I spewed up some more into the sink.
“Get it all out, you’ll be fine,” he whispered from behind me.
“I’m really sorry,” I mewed out in agony.”
“It’s cool. Happens to the best of us,” he snickered.
I felt so embarrassed, but having Ron there surprisingly made me feel better than if I were alone.
“Feeling better now?” he nicely asked while still rubbing my back and shoulders.
“Yeah. You can go now if you want. I’ll be fine. You got that wedding tomorrow,” I replied, standing up right now.
“I’ll be fine. Get cleaned up, I’ll room service you up some coffee,” he kindly stated.
“Thank you,” I voiced as he walked out of the bathroom.
After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I walked out, finding Ron had just finished cleaning my mess. I was so ashamed.
“You didn’t have to clean that,” I very much appreciated it, though. It was a sweet gesture.
“It’s okay, there wasn’t a lot. Quick clean-up job, he grinned while throwing out the paper towels into the trash can. The staff then knocked on the door with his coffee order.
“Thank you again, Ron. It’s really nice of you to do all this, but you really don’t have to stay,” I expressed.
“Can I stay until I finish this coffee cup? Just want to make sure you’re really okay,” he retorted.
I smiled at his concern and nodded my head. “ Okay,” I agreed.
I offered him a seat on the lounge by the bed, and I lightly blew on my coffee to cool it down.
“This room is much bigger than mine, I thought you girls were high school students,” he said, grinning.
“Dad’s money,” I blushed before taking a sip.
“Lucky you!” he chuckled.
The coffee helped, but I was still lightheaded. My neck and shoulders ached, and so did my feet from being up all day and night.
“You okay?” Ron asked. I guess he saw the discomfort I was feeling.
“Just a bit sore after a long day and night. I’ll be good after a long sleep,” I giggled.
“Ahhh! You know I’m pretty good at back rubs, turned around, I’ll show you,” he insisted.
“You really don’t have to,” I shyly said, seeing Ron shuffle closer to me.
He waved off my hesitation and motioned for me to swivel my back towards him as we sat on the lounge. His hands immediately went onto my shoulders when I reluctantly did so.
I had to admit, it did feel nice. His hands were strong. He knew how to give a good massage. It was tender and delicate on my soft muscles. My eyes closed to savor the relaxing touch.
“Good, huh?” he chuckled from behind me as his hands worked along my shoulders and long neck.
“It’s nice actually,” I lightly moaned out.
Having a stranger touch me this way should have rung my alarm bells, but in my less-than-usual smart frame of mind, thanks to the alcohol, those alarm bells stayed silent.
“Why don’t you lie on the bed. It’ll be more relaxing for you, and easier for me to massage you,” Ron suggested.
An alarm bell then finally rang in my head.
“I don’t know, Ron. I probably should get some rest. Thank you for taking care of me, though. I really appreciate it,” I timidly told him.
“Oh, come on. You’ll have much better sleep afterwards. Just for a bit, you won’t regret it,” The older man argued.
I looked back over my shoulder at him. Ron smiled and looked eager to continue the massage. I don’t know why, but eventually, I agreed as his hands pressed into my shoulder blades.
Ron helped me to my feet and marshalled me to lie down on the soft bed sheets. He sat beside me and resumed the rub down. He worked on my lower back for a while and skipped past my ass to knead my calves. It felt amazing, I was so relaxed and really started to unwind.
In my drunken state, and with Ron’s expert hands making my body feel so good, I had totally forgotten I was wearing a very skimpy, thin dress. All night, I worried about flashing my panties to strangers, but lying here right now, I was probably doing just that. All Ron had to do was angle his head over to the side and between my legs to get a peek at my white lace thong.
“How does this feel, Chloe?” he softly said while working down to my ankles.
“Really good, I mewed out.