A hotel maid grabbed my dick

A hotel maid grabbed my dick. This was no creepy power play type of stuff either. I respect people who are trying to make a living. And although I am as horny as they come I have never forced myself on any woman. No friends, this was a totally unsolicited reach out and squeeze of my crank. I didn’t ask for it or expect it. But I certainly didn’t mind it either!

I have to place this story in some context. At this point in my life I nearly always stay in four or five star hotels when I’m not in an Airbnb. Especially in Southeast Asia where top quality hotels are so cheap. But I do make one exception. There is a place I’ve been staying in Pattaya for years that even to this day is just 800 Baht a night. That’s less than 25 bucks.

The hotel is spartan but clean and more importantly quiet. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been ripped out of a dead sleep by loud booming music or some screaming maniacs in the middle of the night in Pattaya. Especially when I was staying in “top quality” hotels that are full of tourists. I need my beauty rest so I stay in the 800 Baht place and it works out great.

Back story

I have been using the same hotel for 8 or 9 years. And I go to Pattaya pretty often when I want to go on a real sexual tear. So they people in the hotel know me well. Or at least they know me by face. That includes the chubby receptionist and the two old ladies who clean the rooms.

I can speak Thai pretty well so I always have a bit of conversation with the women when I see them. Just friendly passing stuff. Nothing out of the ordinary or sexual at all. Like I said they’re just trying to make a living.

There are some things you should know about me. As you might be able to tell I am a light sleeper. So light that a guy in the next room sneezing or flushing the toilet can wake me up. Another thing to know is that I sleep in my underwear. My life of constant travel necessitates living light. Instead of dragging around pajamas I just sleep in my boxers.

Remember all of the above as I go forward with the story of the day the chambermaid gripped my prick. It will become important as the tale progresses.

The fateful day

I hit ground running that day. I was off a long flight from Japan that left at an odd hour and landed in Bangkok. From there I took a taxi down to Pattaya. I was very tired when I arrived but my balls were ready to rumble. So after a quick shower I shot out into fading sunlight.

I did a lot over the next few hours. First I got my cock sucked at a BJ bar. Then around to a lot of beer bars. Then I stopped into another BJ bar and ended up getting my cock sucked by two ugly old ladies who were nonetheless great at slobbing knob. After that I went through a ton of go go bars spending way more time and money than I intended. And on the way out I decided to stop at a gentlemen’s club where I am also fairly well known. Believe it or not but I was still horny. What can I say? All the hot flesh and available action gets me going.

The gentlemen’s club was just about to close when I showed up. But I started buying drinks and they were happy to stick around. The door was locked, the lights were shut off, and everyone got naked. I would tell you more but that’s for another post. Anyway by the end of it all I was tore up. Wasted, exhausted, out of energy, drained of all bodily fluids, barely able to navigate back to my hotel. Not a position I get in often. In fact I haven’t been that fucked up in recent memory.

Yanked back into reality

Somehow I made it back to my hotel and into bed. I actually don’t even remember. But I do remember what happened the next morning. I had a dream that someone was poking me in the stomach with a pool stick but my arms and legs wouldn’t move so I couldn’t get them to stop. Then it felt like someone grabbed me and yanked me right out of sleep. My eyes shot open and there she was. The old hotel maid grabbing my stiff rigid morning wood with a nice tight squeeze!

Before I could realize what was going on she laughed and smiled and said something like “finally awake!” I was so shocked that I couldn’t even react to the situation in my normal poon chasing way. I looked at the clock. It was half-passed noon. My dick wasn’t fully exposed, but it was obviously rock hard and pushing out my boxers.

Somewhat embarrassed for some reason, I pulled the blanket over myself and sat up. The maid explained to me that she was worried I was dead or something. She knocked on the door. Then pounded. Then used a key to open the door. Then she called out. When no one answered she walked over. She couldn’t even tell if I was breathing.

She said she was genuinely worried at that point. Other guests have died in the hotel before. She was scared it happened again. So she nudged me. Then she nudged harder when I didn’t respond. She didn’t mention grabbing my cock. But I am here to tell you that she gave it a real squeeze! Not a jerk or tug. But she wrapped her hand all the way around my boner and gave it her full grip.

I can’t believe I slept through all of that. Well at least up to the cock touching. It is totally unlikely me to sleep through anything and I wouldn’t even believe it if I didn’t live through it. Luckily it all turned out for the best. I got a free fondle of my man stick. It could have gone the other way though. Then you’d be reading about some dummy who drowned on Pattaya beach or was found dead in a gutter. That’s the hard reality of the situation! So I pledged to myself to stay on guard and not let myself get so out of control again.

After the maid knew I was alive she went to clean other rooms. I took a shower and packed my bags for Bangkok. I checked out and left a 3000 Baht tip for the maid. I wonder what she thought when she found it.