It was late Sunday when i got back to NCR. The Covid-19 situation has disrupted work schedules, pushed establishments to right size or risk closing down. Its a terrible time to be part of the work force and an even a tougher time to be part of management. You want to keep people employed but at the same time you’re not so sure if you’re next one to go. It was that kind of weekend, I got home, scrubbed myself raw (with Safeguard!), flushed myself quickly, packed my toy box into my bag, wore my face mask (and face shield) and took up a friend’s invitation to visit. I have not driven much during the quarantine period and it makes me extra aware when i drive. This is my first place visiting Tita’s place and I’m not so sure what to expect.
Author: 2rnaroundpl3y
[MF] Planning for the Next Adventure
(sort of continuation/interlude from my last post)
One of the less conventional solutions to scheduling problems is to just mix work and play, sort off.
We both travel for work and don’t really have the usually 8-5 jobs. Like a lot of you can relate to, there comes a point where you work until the work is done and you’re too old/senior to clock off at “EOD” and pretend you step off into a different reality.
She had a work event that requires them to end late, fortunately her employer provided accommodation (and surprisingly decent accommodation). She asked if I can drop by, I offered to bring some food/snacks – because a gentleman should atleast try. We were off to the races.
The lobby phoned her room and i was assisted to the elevator (posh!). I got to her door and felt relieved i actually arrived a little early. She greeted me in what i think is a tank top, the sort ladies wear in the gym over their sports bra. We sat at the small table and had sandwiches. Conversation was steered to current events, ninja cops (and no, they do not do karate or throw metal stars), hazing, online bullying and since neither of us was brave enough to figure if one of us was a DDS, we stayed in neutral grounds. By the time we were done chatting i was exhausted. She smiled and asked if i wanted to rest for awhile. I wasn’t in a position to say no.
[FM] New Adventures
It took us nearly 2 months to plan out and schedule this scene. There comes an age where finding time to have fun becomes a challenge. Fast forward to the bathroom of a syndicated motel bathroom that’s priced higher than some hotels. I agreed to clean myself and come out to the room to – for the lack of better words – submit. Although strictly its just to cooperate, after all, a lot of the things were my idea.
i entered a darkened room. In the middle, i vaguely saw a table lined up with lube, toys and what seemed to be skimpy clothing. she ushered me in. she was in a bathrobe, a little short on her and showing her shapely thighs and legs. We entered the toilet and she handed me a squeeze bottle enema, a towel and pointed to a small plug and lube. she asked a few clarifications, i apologized for being late – traffic is really really bad. she said as punishment i have to prepare myself on my own. so i did. showered, flushed myself thrice and once more for good measure … etc etc.
Oral examination part 2 [MF]
“John i need you to put both hands on the wall, keep them there until i tell you to move them” i put my hands where she asked me to. I felt her reach around me and grasp my manhood. I was still quite hard. She whispered that she’ll take the plug out, but i have to stay in position.
I heard the click of the lube tube again. I felt her bare hands with lube grasp my cock. She gave it a few tentative pumps followed by a twisting motion on the head. It was quite intense. I felt her face on my back as she slowly jacked me off.
“Like that” she asked? Definitely, but i had no wisecrack to say.
I felt her biting my shoulder playfully. Randomly speeding up her manual ministrations. It was good. Then she took a hold of the plug and wiggled it a bit.
“John this is probably a bit dry, i need you to face me” and i complied. My slick cock barely missing her coat as i spun around.
“Can you hand me that pillow?” I did, she dropped it infront of me and knelt on it. With her dry hand she wiped my cock with her coat.
Oral examination part 1 [MF]
Picking up where i left off.
We did have that coffee, at a starbucks of all places (yes, even non-major cities here have them in spades). Starbucks are like batcaves for aspiring professionals, can’t miss them with their giant tomes with various highlights and “im better than you looks” when you make a noise. But I digress, its a small city and she ran into a lower classman, trainee, padawan? I tried my best to look inconspicuous despite how my bottom felt. I got introduced, did the polite “i cheek to cheek” you and we got back to our regular programming.
I have to say it was like any coffee between old friends save for snippets like “how is your ass”, “shit im wet, can you smell it? I think i can smell it” and my favorite – “you still up for this? I’ll twist your balls if you say no”. I wouldn’t know if she was kidding.
Between large coffees and two cakes, she found the time to pass me a small note, it had small check boxes with random ticks and crosses. It read:
Out of town examination [MF]
It was a quick flight out of manila and a short ride to the business hotel you booked for the weekend. The lobby informed me you checked in earlier and my keycard was given to me with a short note: “shower then coffee, xoxo” my heart skipped a beat, this was really happening – what did i get myself into.
I saw (what i presumed to be) her bag in the room, i placed mine beside, unpacked a change of clothes on the counter and went for a quick shower.
I stepped out of the toilet wearing just my boxers, the door chimed and opened. You entered with a shy smile, petite, more beautiful than your photos and wearing a white coat with a logo I don’t know over a pink top. I was half expecting a stethoscope but that would have just been silly.
You went to (what i now believe to be) your bag, rifled through it and started filling your coat pocket with stuff. By the time you were done, i think i was still paused mid stride, dumb look on my face. You made a small cough, looking at me with a raised eyebrow.