My [F]ling with a Foreign older [M]an

It was around 2015-16 I was quite active on a dating app. One day I was scrolling through the pics and the next profile showed a caucasian, in his early 50s, blond grayish hair, tall and lean, working, and had decent pics. I swiped right, and lo and behold we actually matched!

By late afternoon we started exchanging messages, SFW stuff for about two days. I found out he is in HR doing some interviews and visiting their local office here in the Philippines. After a couple of days he started asking what i was wearing for work. I told him i was wearing a sundress (if I remember correctly), and a jacket since we aren’t allowed to wear spaghetti straps at the office. We exchanged messages throughout the day like nice places to visit in Makati since he was staying until Monday. Nothing overtly NSFW although I remember him saying that i must look sexy in a sundress, asking if i had a bf, and fishing about sex stuff like saying my bf made a mistake breaking up with me because i look beautiful.

So night comes and i tell him I’m doing OT work. He tells me he is going out for dinner with the local guys. By 1am i message him I’m just fixing my things. He replies and the conversation goes like this (not verbatim but sharing what I remember):

“You should be going out and having fun at your age. Your manager allows you and the others to work late on a Friday?”

“Not really. It’s just me at the office now. The others left sometime around 9pm. My choice really i prefer to work late on a Friday than working on a weekend.”

“Well, i like to keep my Fridays free to relax. I’m just chilling in my room’s bathtub now with a beer and you for company. I imagine him soaking in the bathtub, legs open and knees above the soapy water, a can of beer in hand and his cellphone in the other. He follows up with another message, “if you were near I’d invite you for a beer and maybe keep me company. “

So yeah he was definitely flirting so i flirt back. “You know, it’s going to be quite hard to fit us both in the bathtub of yours since you’re so tall” (he said he’s 6’1” and I’m 5’2”). I imagine him naked with something else aside from his knees poking out of the water.

“You know what they say about tall men right?”. I knew what he was alluding to but i wanted to play coy.

“Yeah. Tall men have big feet. Hahaha!”

“Yeah that and other body parts. Big hands, long fingers, long arms, long legs and the other body part between those.” At that point I was getting pretty worked up. The dress i was wearing ended above my knees but at that moment the hem was hiked up way higher, with my middle finger teasing myself through my panty.

“Ohhhh. And you are referring to…?” I replied but already knowing what he would say.

“My cock. I think it likes you. It’s poking out of the water just waiting for you”. His message makes me imagine him and his cock poking out of the water. My imagination and the conversation was making me horny, imagining his cock like the one pornstars had, red bulbous head, veiny and big.

He asks me if I am wet, and I tell him I’m not sure, not wanting to give away that out conversation has turned me on and my pussy was already leaking.

“Why don’t you find out? Put your hand inside your panty and just check. Nobody is there anyway except you.”

I follow his instructions, reaching past the elastic of my panty, touching myself knowing what I would find. “Ummm yeah I’m wet”, i tell him as i play with my lips, getting my fingers wet then bringing the wetness to my clit.

“Mmm. That sounds delicious. I wonder what you taste like. I haven’t tried Filipina pussy yet. Are you touching yourself?”

“Yeah.” I message back while rubbing my clit. I was already turned on and badly wanted his cock.

“Good. Be a good girl and take off your panty for me.”

“Here at the office?”

“Yeah. Nobody will know anyway. I’m stroking my cock. It wants you.” So i slide my panty down my legs and slip it inside my bag just in case someone comes, and i message him about it.

“Mmmm. Good girl. My cock is really hard for you right now. Open your legs wider and rub your lips not your clit. Describe your pussy for me. “

I do as I’m told while sending him my message. “My outer lips are distended and puffy, I’m trimmed not shaved, and it’s dripping.”

“Mmmm. Love to taste that hon. How about your breasts? Why don’t you take them out and remove your bra. I want you naked.”

The thought of being naked again in the office while im chatting with him, being told what to do was a real turn on. “Mmm. You want me totally naked in the office?” I reply one hand typing and the other rubbing my pussy.

“Yeah. Can you do that for me? My hand is stroking my cock right now. This should be your hands and tongue.” The thought of his hard cock being stroked by my hands and being licked by my tongue gets me hornier. I stand up and look around to make sure i am alone, then hurriedly remove my jacket, dress and bra. I’m totally naked as I lean back on my chair with my legs splayed open and a finger inside me.

He tells me to put my feet up on the table and I do what he instructs me. I remember the mix of nervousness and excitement adding up to make me hornier. I’m leaning back on the chair that’s tilted back, feet up with my legs open and totally naked. I’m at my most open (literally) and vulnerable.

“Mmm. Nice. Imagining you totally naked in your chair. Are you touching your lips?”

“Yes, rubbing between my lips. Im so wet.”

“Good. Coz im so hard right now stroking myself. Touch yourself hon. Cum for me.”

And i do what he says, running a fingertip between my lips, dipping down to catch the juice dripping out of me and bringing my fingertip up to coat my clit with my wetness while reading his messages.

“Good. I want to taste your pussy. I want to lick that clit and feel you wet on my chin.” I could feel the big wave coming as i flick my clit faster imagining its his tongue playing with my clit. “I’m stroking my cock while I’m licking you. I’m close hon. Are you?”

“Yes.” I rub my clit with my fingers faster, pressing down on it, as i imagine him stroking his long hard cock and i could feel myself about to cum.

“I’m going to cum soon. I hope you swallow because i want to cum inside your mouth.” His message tips me to the brink and i feel myself orgasm, like one big wave followed by a series of small waves.

I remember awkwardly pulling my feet off the table while I’m still cumming. My legs were still wobbly but i had to check if i was still alone or not. I peer over the cubicles and no one was in sight, luckily, because I can’t recall if i moaned loudly while cumming.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vsrw0a/my_fling_with_a_foreign_older_man