Two months flew by in a snap, and soon I was off to the Philippines for the third time inside of six months. This trip wasn't as uneventful as the first two. An emergency landing on the first leg of my flight caused me to miss my connection, so I had to be rerouted to LAX with a seven hour layover! Ugh. When I finally arrived in Manila, all I wanted was a warm shower and a nap.
I crashed hard, slept soundly for four solid hours. When I woke my stomach was growling, yearning for something other than airport and airplane food. I slipped on a pair of jeans, a tank top, applied some semblance of makeup and placed my hair into a ponytail before heading downstairs to the lounge for dinner.
My ever-friendly barmaid Jessel greeted me with her usual smile.
"Welcome back, ma'am."
"Hi Jessel. Thanks. Good to be back. I hope you've been well. I'll have the usual."
Jessel brought me a glass of pinot grigio. Thank goodness for Jessel!
"Will you be dining with us tonight, ma'am?"
"Definitely. I'll have the turkey club and fries please."
I savored my first sip of wine when I noticed a rather attractive man sitting across the bar. He looked to be in his early-forties, maybe mid- forties. Tall and thin with salt and pepper hair, he sported a well-groomed salt and pepper mustache and goatee. He spotted me glimpsing his way smiled. I smiled back; a bit embarrassed that I was caught. I lowered my eyes and took another sip, and when I lifted my head, I saw him walking in my direction. '
Oh gosh. What was I thinking?'
He sat in the empty barstool next to me and extending his hand, introduced himself as Steve.
"Hi there. Steve. "And you are?"
I shook his hand. "Natalie. Well, I go by Nat."
"Nice to meet you, Nat." Steve asked Jessel for a Knob Creek, neat. "What brings you to the Philippines?"
"I'm a trainer for a large US-based bank. This is my third trip this year. And you?"
"I'm here on business too. Outsourcing, like you. This is my second trip this year. How long are you here for?"
"Two weeks. Just arrived today."
"I'm here for a month. Got here last week," Steve said.
The waiter arrived with my dinner. "That looks good. I'll take one of those too please," Steve said to the waiter.
"Here, take half of mine and some fries and we can split yours when it arrives."
I handed Steve my linen napkin which he opened and used for a plate. "Well, thank you Nat. I'm starving."
We chatted for a while, talking about our businesses, where we were from, what activities we would do in Manila.
'He's a nice guy,'
I thought while I continued sizing him up. It was clear that he took pride in his appearance. He wore a navy blue blazer Ralph Lauren and a blue cotton oxford dress shirt. His dark gray slacks were carefully pressed and his hair freshly cut and neatly combed. The stainless steel Rolex submariner was a nice touch too. I looked down at my watch and it read 9:00 pm. Wow, were talking for almost two hours!
We finished our sandwiches and Steve asked Jessel for another bourbon with an ice water on the side. He took the liberty of ordering me a glass of wine too, my third of the evening. We talked for about another half an hour, and when I finished my wine, I asked Jessel for the check.
"I got this. It's on me," Steve said.
"Thanks, but you don't need to do that."
"Nonsense. Let me get this. Perhaps you can treat tomorrow."
"Deal," I said with a smile. I was just buzzed enough to innocently caress his hand.
After paying the tab we left the lounge and walked to the elevators.
"So, dinner tomorrow, same time?" I asked nervously.
"Sounds like a date, Nat."
"Ok. Sounds good."
We exchanged cell numbers shortly after entering the elevator. The elevator reached Steve's floor and he gave me a peck on the cheek. "See you tomorrow, Nat.".
'That was nice, I said to myself. Perfect gentleman.'
The elevator continued climbing until it reached my floor, and I headed to my room for the night.
When I woke around 8:30, I had a text from Steve.
'How about we go to Greenhill's shopping center today? Maybe we can get some deals on jewelry and other stuff.'
'
Sure,'
I replied.
'That sounds good. Meet in the lobby at 10:00?'
A few minutes later Steve texted,
'Ok.'
Steve and I spent the day together. I got a good deal on some saltwater pearls and treated Steve to lunch at an authentic Philippine restaurant. We sampled many local staples such as chicken adobe, lechon, and crispy pata. All were delicious.
I was exhausted by the time we returned to the hotel so decided to take a nap. I slept soundly and woke at 4:30, leaving me plenty of time to get ready for my dinner date. I took a quick shower, dried my hair, and put on some fresh makeup. Next, what to wear?
What do I feel like tonight? I feel like casual. Yeah, casual will work.'
I slipped on my favorite pair of Lee jeans; they fit me so well. Then I put on a lacy bra that I packed for such an occasion and slipped on a white and blue vee neck tee. I accessorized with a silver bracelet and matching earrings, then tied my hair into a small bun and rode the elevator to the lobby to meet Steve.
Sure enough, Steve arrived just a couple of minutes after me. He looked nice, wearing a nice fitting pair of khakis with a white polo beneath the same navy blue blazer from the last night.
"Always nice to have a woman be on time," he joked.
"Yeah, yeah wise guy. You look nice."
"As do you, Nat. I took the liberty of making a reservation at the Chinese restaurant across from the lounge. I hope that's OK?"
"Perfect. Let's eat!"
Dinner was superb; expected for a higher end Asian restaurant. Afterwards Steve suggested we have a nightcap at the lounge. It was early, only 8:15, so I thought
'why not.'
. Several of Steve's associates, who were also staying at the hotel, were huddled at cocktail table when we arrived at the lounge. We walked over their table and Steve introduced me to Bill, Chris, Jaime, and Karen. Jaime invited us to join them, which we did, and Steve quickly found a couple of empty chairs and moved them to the table.
I started with my usual glass of pinot but Bill starting ordering tequila shots for everyone. Not to be a party pooper, I opted in. I'm not a shot girl, so after three shots I was buzzed. Steve was buzzed too, and now, bolstered by the tequila, was looking quite attractive.
By now it was 10:30 and I had had my fill of alcohol. Hoping Steve would accompany me, I bid the group adieu and began making my way out of the lounge. Steve took the cue. He tugged on my arm.
"Wait, I'll walk you to the elevators. You look like you can use some help," he said jokingly.
'Ok. This is looking good so far.'
"Ok. I may need some stability."
Steve put his arm around my waist and we headed toward the lobby.
"How you are feeling, darling?" he asked.
"A little buzzed. I drank a little more than I'm used to."
The elevator doors opened and we stepped in. I pressed floor fifteen and leaned against the corner, taking a deep sigh.
"You know? I had a really good time, Steve. Thank you for a great day and evening," and kissed him on the cheek. Our eyes met, and Steve kissed me on the lips. His lips were soft and warm. I closed my eyes as our tongues entwined. The elevator 'dinged' and the doors opened.
"I'll walk you to your room, OK?
"Sure."
When we reached my room, I waived my key card over the doorknob and opened the door.
"Would you like to come in?" I nervously asked.
I entered the room and as I reached for the light switch, Steve wrapped his arms around me from behind and began kissing my neck. My eyes rolled back and I sighed while his hands massaged my breasts. I turned around and we kissed deeply.
Still lip locked, Steve walked me further into the dimly lit room, and gently lay me on the bed. Without saying a word, he slowly pulled my sundress down to my hips, exposing my breasts. I lifted my hips so Steve could remove my dress completely, then he removed all but his black undies.
I sat up while Steve removed his underwear revealing his simi-erect penis. It wasn't the largest I've ever seen, but it certainly was the smallest either. I knelt in front of him and licked his shaft, stopping at his head, then licked his shaft again. Steve sighed as his dick hardened, and I continued licking his shaft few more times before taking his now fully erect cock into my mouth. Wow, it felt so good to have his hard cock in my mouth! He gently held my head with both hands as I bobbed up and down on his hard cock. He began moving his hips in unison with my mouth, a few moments later I felt his cock begin to throb. I looked up at him, making eye contact, which brought him over the edge. Steve closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, and erupted. I held him in my mouth as his first stream of cum hit the back of my throat. Then another, and another after that. His cum shot down right down my throat and I swallowed all of it.
Steve gently forced me on my back, removed my panties, and buried his face into my pussy. He skillfully licked me from bottom to top, circling my clit with his tongue and drinking my wetness. I was very excited and came quickly. Steve continued licking me even after my orgasm subsided and soon, he made cum again! "
Holy shit.'
After my second orgasm waned, Steve mounted me and fucked me slowly with long, slow, deep strokes. I was so wet! He gradually increased his pace, fucking me harder and faster.
"Oh my God, I'm coming again. Fuck me, fuck me!" I yelled.
Steve kept pounding me, his knees flying off the bed with each stroke. His breathing became more labored and I knew he was close. I placed my hands on his tight ass and pushed him into me.
"Cum baby, cum, cum in me," I whispered in his ear.
Steve buried his cock deep into me and held it there for a few moments, then his back tightened. He pulled out and shot several ropes of thick white cum on my chest and stomach.
