He kept his eyes focused on the road. I noticed that he was driving slowly, like he was thinking of something and driving was distracting him. He looked more handsome when he contemplated. His brown eyes turned darker, and his half-Spanish, half-Filipino face became expressionless, as if he were in one of his grueling meetings.
It was almost ten p.m. and we just had dinner at a restaurant. Normally, he would look tired around this time. But tonight, I could feel his energy, his warmth, as I sat on the passenger seat. I wished I could sit here all night and watch him drive. His presence overwhelmed me, like how it overwhelmed everyone he met.
I looked at his hands as they turned the steering wheel. He had strong, big hands that seemed so soft and clean. I’ve imagined them on my skin so many times. Once, he grabbed me on reflex when I tripped on the stairs. It felt so good even if it was embarrassing. I wonder how warm it would feel if he ran his hand on me and he took his time…
“Daan muna tayo sa condo. I need to get something,” he said.
Since it was a Friday, he had to go home to his parents’ house in Katipunan. His condo is at Makati, closer to his office. I’ve been to both places, but there was something about his condo that makes me… hmmm… excited. It was a very big, spacious condo, with so many doors that a person might get lost if he or she didn’t know her way around it. I’ve only been there twice, and I always glanced around wondering where his bedroom was.
So, when we arrived at his building, we proceeded to his unit and he told me to sit down on the sofa while he got whatever he needed. I suddenly felt so restless. This was his territory, and everything about it spoke of him. This was one of the places where people could really get to know who he was.
“Tin? Can you help me?”
I stood up and went to where I heard him call me. My heart jumped when I saw an open door giving a view of a big, cream-colored bed.
I felt my blood rush to my cheeks. My mind was telling me to stay put.
But my feet took me to that room, anyway.
He told me to help him put two laptops in their respective bags. His and his sister’s. I unplugged the cables while he opened his closet and looked for something among his rows of shoes.
The silence was becoming uncomfortable. I had to say something but I didn’t know what.
I finished what he wanted me to do, so I just said. “Labas ko na?”
“Ako na, medyo mabigat yan.” Then he turned and asked, “Do you like my room?”
“Uhm… yeah.”
He smiled. “Never been in a guy’s room before?”
I managed a smile. He closed the closet and looked at me again. “Shower lang ako. You wait for me at the sala. If you want.”
If I want.
He went into the bathroom and I heard the shower. I stared at the bathroom door for a while. I suddenly felt so sensitive, so cold… my heart was beating so fast. He was giving me a choice. And I knew what I should do. Go to the sala and wait for him. It was the right thing to do.
But I didn’t do it quickly enough. Instead, I looked around his room, taking note of all the pictures and books nearby. I wanted to know so much about him. By the time I decided to leave, I couldn’t hear the shower anymore. My hand was already on the doorknob when the bathroom door opened and he walked out with only a white towel around his waist, his perfect chest exposed.
His gaze immediately found me. He looked surprised, then he looked… pleased.
“Can’t decide, Tin?” he asked.
He used another towel to dry his hair. He turned and took his cellphone from a glass stand and checked his messages.
He was giving me some time, but my darn hand wouldn’t turn the doorknob. My gaze was glued to his back. His skin was flawless, hot. I’ve never seen him without clothes, and probably never would a second time… My mind was trying to take in everything…
He tossed his phone on the bed and walked towards me. He wasn’t smiling now. He was serious, but the look on his eyes changed.
“You want?”
“Gusto…”
“Pero…?”
I’m scared of your girlfriend, I thought. But he was lips were already on my left ear and all I could do was gasp.
“You want me?” he whispered, his breath warming the side of my face.
“Mmmm…”
His lips moved slowly until they reached the side of lips. “Kanina ka pa. You were trying to turn me on sa dinner pa lang.”
I wanted to say no but I moaned instead. He was close to kissing me, and I sooo wanted him to do it.
“Pull your skirt up.”
With shaking fingers, I obeyed him. I pulled my black skirt up while he unbuttoned my blouse slowly. When my pink bra showed, he brushed the back of his hand on it. I felt myself getting wet.
He pushed one finger into my right cup and touched my hard nipple. He just moved his finger up and down while he watched my face. I couldn’t breathe so well. My hands held onto his waist for support.
He pushed me until I was leaning on the door. He pulled my blouse out of my skirt, parted it and pulled it down my arms and unhooked my bra. He gave a breast one long lick from the bottom up to my nipple, then he started suckling it. I bit my lower lip to
keep from making too much noise.
“Sa bed na lang?” I asked. My knees were going to embarrass me any moment.
He responded by sliding his hand down my thigh, then up again until his fingers found my cotton panties. He traced me with his middle finger. The cloth was already wet. He slowly, slowly put his hand in my underwear, and slid his finger between the folds of my pussy.
He kissed me as I started moaning. He pushed his tongue into my mouth as his finger pressed deeper, harder. I couldn’t think anymore…
He brought me to his huge bed and made me lie down. He removed my undies and my skirt and started kissing my tummy…downwards… until I felt his hot mouth on me. My back arched from the bed and I grabbed his hair, wanting him to stop, to continue, I didn’t really know which… but he continued licking me as if he couldn’t get enough of it… stabbing me with his tongue… licking again, fast then slow… not stopping until I bucked when wave after wave of orgasm hit me mercilessly.
When I looked at him, his towel was gone, and his manhood was hard and throbbing. He held it while his other hand touched my flushed face.
“Come here, Tin.”
He stood on the bed and I knelt in front of him. He tangled his fingers through my hair and made me look up.
“Do you know how?”
I nodded. I took him in my hand and started licking him like a kitten.
“Ahh fuck…”
His fist clenched tighter on my hair as I licked his smooth, big dick from base to head. I stole a glance and he was looking at me. I knew from his expression that I was pleasuring him, and him smelling and tasting so nice pleased me too. I have never sucked like that, like it was the most pleasurable thing on earth. He was guiding my head, wanting it faster… I tried to take in as much as I could.
He pushed me back and I lied down again. I felt his delicious weight on me while he parted my legs and rubbed his dick on my wetness.
“You want it rough, baby?” he whispered.
“Yes!” I gasped.
“I can’t go slow, Tin” And he pushed himself inside me hard and started pumping in and out. In and out in a furious rhythm…
He changed our position twice, taking me spoon-fashion, then from behind… Sputtering vulgar words that sounded so sexy… as minute after minute of hot, hot sex finally happened between us.
And when he pulled out and ordered me to face him, I obeyed him. He shouted and came on my breasts. I watched his face until he finished.
But this was all just a dream…
As I watched him talk to one of his partners in this Makati office, I felt a surge of sadness. I can’t believe I’m blogging about my boss like this, because in reality I can’t have him. He’s someone an average girl simply cannot have. And sometimes I feel angry at myself for wanting him so much…
But maybe someday… 