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“Well done, you,”
I said.

She kissed me on
the cheek. “Your sperm very strong.”

“You’ll be a
great mum,” I said. And I meant it.

I headed for the
door. “Where are you going?”

“My work is done,
right?”

“You’re crazy,”
she said, taking off her shirt. “We can still make love. You’re still my Gik,
right?”

“Are you
serious?”

She tossed her
shirt onto a chair and took off her bra. “You’re not bored with me are you?”

I laughed and
took her in my arms. God, she felt good. Soft and warm. She unzipped my jeans
and pushed me onto the bed. “Besides, I have to thank you for getting me
pregnant.”
 
And thank me she did.
Twice. With oral as well, because the strength of my sperm was no longer an issue.

After the
positive pregnancy test, I didn’t hear from Nok for almost two months. I tried
phoning a couple of times but the calls went straight through to voicemail. I
was starting to think I’d never hear from her again when one night she Skyped
me. It was her. “Are you alone?” she said.

I said I was. I
was trawling through ThaiLoveLinks, looking for possibles.

“Not
butterflying?” she asked and laughed.

“Of course not,”
I said, which was a lie. I had been trawling through possibles but not having
much look. Almost every girl that had contacted me through the site was old,
out of Bangkok, or tattooed.
 
“Where are you?”
 

“My room. Do you
want to come and see me?”

I was there in
twenty minutes and within thirty seconds of her opening the door we were naked
on her bed. She was on top and as she rode me I could see the slight swelling
from her pregnancy.
 
She rode me
hard, her nails scratching my chest. As she came and a few seconds later I came
too, though by then she had already flopped down onto my chest, gasping for
breath. Her back was wet with sweat and I could feel her soft breath against my
neck. “Thank you,” she said, and I laughed.

“I’m the one who
should thank you,” I said.

“I mean for
everything you’ve done,” she said. “For giving me a baby and for being such a
good Gik. For never making life difficult for me.”

I stroked her
hair. “If you’re happy, I’m happy.”

“I’m happy.”

Later, as she lay
in my arms, she explained what had happened once she’d told Ray she was
pregnant. He was ecstatic and sent her the money for a ticket to the Gulf. She
spent a month with him in his rented house and he introduced her to all his
friends and colleagues. Then he took her on holiday to Singapore where he
showered her with gifts, including the gold Rolex watch she was wearing.
 
He’d flown back to Thailand with her
and spent another two weeks with her in their home in Pattaya and had already
started buying furniture for a nursery. Before he’d left to go back to the
Gulf, he’d gone with her to see a top paediatrician at the Samitivej Hospital
in Soi 49 to check that everything was okay. It was. There were good hospitals
in Pattaya but Ray wanted Nok to have the best and the doctors in Samitivej
were world class.

“What happens
now, with you and me?”
 

“What do you
mean?”

“You’re pregnant,
Nok,” I said. “How can you keep seeing me?”

She rubbed her
swelling belly. “You think I’m not pretty any more?”

“God, no, you’re
lovely.” She was, too. If anything, being pregnant had made her even sexier.
Her hair seemed glossier, her eyes were brighter, and I was sure her skin was
smoother. And there was something incredibly sexy about the fact my child was
growing inside her. She might have been married to Ray, but it was my baby she
was carrying and I was the one who had just made love to her.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” I
said.

“Good,” she said,
and she rolled on top of me again. “Because you’re still my Gik.” She kissed me
and laughed when she felt me growing hard. “Again?” she said.

“Oh yes,” I said.

I started seeing
her once a month when she came to Bangkok to see her doctor. Ray had started
calling her on the landline of the house in Pattaya so she couldn’t stay
overnight. She’d arrange her appointment for the afternoon, and I’d go to see
her straight from school, usually getting to her room at about six. We’d have a
couple of hours in bed and then she’d drive back to Pattaya. Ray had bought her
a Toyota Fortuna SUV, which had set him back a million baht or so. And he’d
also bought her a new Mac laptop so they could Skype every night, and a new
iPhone to go with it.
 
Nok was
getting the life she wanted, and I was pleased for her.

I thought she’d
stop wanting sex with me, but it was the opposite. As the months passed, she
seemed to want it more.
 
She was
always thinking up new positions, new techniques, and she became more vocal; shouting
and screaming and urging me on. I’d never had sex like it. It was as if
carrying my baby inside her had kicked her hormones into overdrive.

She was about six
months pregnant when she showed me a scan. “A girl,” she said. “We have a
daughter.”
 
I couldn’t tell who she
meant by “we” but I got the feeling she was referring to herself and Ray.
 
The scan was a black and white blur but
I could just about see a head and tiny little hands.

“She’s lovely,” I
said, even though I couldn’t make out much. “She looks like you.”

“She’s got your
nose,” she said. I think she was joking but for some reason when she said it I
felt all warm inside. It was my baby, and no matter what she said about Ray I
would always be the father.

Her belly was so
big by then that I wasn’t able to go on top anymore.
 
Her favourite position was on her knees with pillows
supporting her chest, her swollen belly resting on the mattress, her head
turned to the side so she could watch me as I moved inside her. I was careful,
trying to make my movements as gentle as I could because I didn’t want to hurt
the baby but she kept urging me to do it harder and faster and as I made love
to her she’d reach between her legs and touch herself, intensifying the
sensations until she’d close her eyes and moan as she came.

I kept thinking
she’d stop wanting to have sex with me when the baby got too big but that
didn’t happen. In fact, as she entered the third trimester, she wanted it more
and she started seeing me twice a week.
 
Not that I was complaining because, hand on heart, it was the best sex
I’d ever had. Nok looked sexier than she’d ever looked, her hair was black and
glossy, her breasts heavy and full, and when she was on top of me I couldn’t
take my eyes off her swollen belly.

I’d stopped
meeting girls through ThaiLoveLinks. I didn’t see the point. Sex with Nok was
so much better than with anyone else.

She came to see
me three days before the baby was due.
 
I let her in and within seconds we were on the bed, kissing and removing
each other’s clothing.
 
Her belly
was enormous, the skin stretched as tight as a drum.
 
I said there was no way we could make love and she just
laughed and said she was horny and I wouldn’t have to do anything, all I had to
do was to lie back and enjoy it.

I did as I was
told. She climbed on top of me and leaned forward to kiss me but her belly was
so big she couldn’t get her face close to mine. She laughed again and then
groped between my legs. I was as hard as a rock and wanted her more than I’d
ever wanted anyone. She bit down on her lower lip and then slid my dick inside
her. “Be careful,” I whispered.

“Don’t worry,”
she said. She took me all the way inside her and then started moving slowly up
and down. I reached up for her breasts. They were bigger than I’d ever seen
them and as I gently caressed them small white dots appeared in the nipples.
She was lactating. “Your baby’s milk,” she said. She leaned forward so I could
lick it away, all the time working herself up and down my dick.

I felt myself
start to come and I moaned. She shook her head fiercely, her eyes blazing. “Not
yet,” she said. “Me first.”

She started to
move faster, pounding herself against me, grunting with each down stroke.

I fought to stay
in control, trying to think of anything but the gorgeous pregnant girl making
love to me. “Nok, please…”
 
I said.
“I have to come.”

“Not yet,” she
said.
 
“Wait for me.”
 
She reached down between her legs with
her hand and stroked herself, and within seconds she came, with me following
immediately afterwards.

I lay there panting
for breath as she brushed the hair from her eyes, smiling down at me. “Good?”

 
‘Amazing.”

She gently rolled
off me and lay down, her head against my shoulder. I reached across and stroked
her belly and almost immediately felt a soft kick.

 
She smiled. “Did you feel that?” she
asked.
 

“Of course.”

“She’s strong.
Like her father.”

“What about a
name? Have you decided what to call her?”

“Ray says it’s
unlucky to decide on a name before she’s born. He says we should see her first,
before we decide.”

“But what name do
you want? You must have thought about it?”

She shrugged.
“It’s up to Ray. He can decide.”

“You don’t mind?”

She shrugged
again but didn’t say anything.

“Nok, do you love
me?”

She frowned. “Why
ask me that?”

“Because I want
to know.”

“Love, not love.
What can I do? You cannot take care of me and my family. Ray is a good man and
he can do everything for me.”

“But you don’t
love him.”

“Love not
important,” she said. “You think too much.” There was no point in trying to
discuss it with her. She was Thai and I was English and we just had completely
different ways of looking at life. As she left, she kissed me on the lips and
stroked me between the legs. “I go into the hospital on Saturday,” she said.

“I’ll be thinking
of you,” I said. “Will Ray be there?”

She nodded. “He’s
coming tomorrow. He wants to see the baby being born.” She laughed and patted
my groin.
 
“You’ll have to keep
that for me for three months, you know that? The doctor said it’ll be three
months before I can have sex.”

“I’ll wait for you,”
I said.

She laughed.
“You’re a butterfly,” she said. “You won’t wait.”

I nodded. “I
will,” I said, and looking back I’m pretty sure I meant it.

“I’ll send you a
picture of our daughter as soon as she’s born,” she said. Then she kissed me on
the lips again and left.

I didn’t sleep
that night. Or the next. I tossed and turned and thought about Nok and my
daughter. I loved her. I knew that now. I think I’d loved her from the first
moment I’d sat with her outside the Landmark.
 
I should never have let her marry Ray and as soon as she’d
fallen pregnant I should have asked her to move in with me. I’d been thinking
with my dick and not my head or my heart and now that Nok was about to give
birth I realised how stupid I’d been.
 

The whole free
sex thing had been a stupid idea, right from the start. And living in Thailand
had been another stupid idea. I loved Nok, and I wanted to be with her. I knew
she needed someone to support her and her family, but if we lived in the UK
that wouldn’t be a problem. I’d be earning good money again, our daughter could
go to a local school, and we could easily send money back to her family in
Thailand.
 
I finally realised what
I had to do. I had to marry Nok and move back to England. Ray wasn’t going to
be happy but Nok wasn’t with him because she loved him; she just needed his
money. And the baby wasn’t his. He’d just have to get over it. And, besides,
he’d find plenty of other women to take Nok’s place. But I wouldn’t. Nok was
the only woman for me, I was certain of that.

Her phone was off
all day Friday. She was due to go into hospital on Saturday morning. I called
her mobile at mid-day but it went straight through to voicemail. I kept calling
throughout the day but she never answered. She didn’t answer the next day,
either. I wondered if maybe she’d forgotten to take her phone to the hospital,
or if her husband was there all the time and she’d kept her phone switched
off.
 
I called her half a dozen
times on Monday but her phone was off. I looked for her on Skype but she wasn’t
on line.

By Tuesday I was
going crazy. There’d been no call, no text message, no nothing. I decided to
risk going to the hospital. I figured that even if Ray were there it wouldn’t
make any difference because he was going to find out sooner or later. I was
younger than him and bigger than him, so even if he kicked off I doubt he’d be
able to do me any damage.
 
I was
sure Nok loved me, really loved me, and the child was mine. Ray would just have
to do the decent thing and walk away.