This is written by my sociale lady friend in manila.......she did not want to post it herself....

Manila Gigolo
By XXXX©
Hi! My name is Rebecca and I am a bored and sex deprived rich wife of a very successful Manila businessman. I have all the material needs pertaining to luxuries in life. The only problem is that my husband is too busy with his business that he did not have the time to make passionate love to me as he is seldom at home or come back late from business engagements. I suspected that he has a mistress somewhere and is fucking her. Since we are so wealthy and all my needs are Continue»

My Servant, Janet
bydth_sunny©
This is a memory from the past... the year was 1990 and I had just crossed my 28th birthday. We lived in Manila then also. The story that I am about to narrate is real...as real as the smell of Janet's body odour that coats my senses. as real as the taste of her pussy-juice on my lips.

Janet or Janet as we called her worked in our house she turned up regularly at 6.30 in the morning and cleaned, swept and washed the clothes. This is a regular form of menial labour as found in any Philippines. My parents paid Janet 2000 Pesos for the work that she did and she had a few more odd jobs and earned enough to help her survive. She would go to Pasay market for picking up fish and grocery.

Janet was married and her husband was a no good d***kard who beat her and robbed her of her hard earned money. Janet was sweet and about 10 years older than me. Rather dark, she preferred gaudy dresses. Her income and her liabilities compelled her to dress in cheap old hand me downs, which were given to her by her employers.

Even then Janet always looked attractive. However I never had a sexual thought in my mind about sweet Janet. She was like a member of the house.

Her husband's addiction got worst by the passing day and often Janet turned up with a black eye. When anyone would ask her she would always try to conceal her husband's vile acts by saying that she had accidentally hurt herself. But I could see beneath the plain exterior that sweet Janet was trying hard to protect her wife beating husband. I admired her more because of this and felt empathy towards her. At the same time I felt angry at a husband who treated such a nice woman so horribly. I could not even have imagined that soon Janet and I would be drawn closer than I could ever have imagined.

One evening I was alone in the house. The f****y had gone out to a neighbour's marriage but I was studying for my PG exams. The doorbell rang and when I went to answer I was surprised to see Janet standing I could see a welt on her face that she tried to hide with a corner of her dress. The welt was obviously an ugly one and I realised that her husband had thrashed her bad. Janet asked if my parents were home. When I told her that they were out I could feel the dejection in her voice.

I felt moved and asked her what she had come for. Janet composed herself and said that she had come to ask for a 100 peso advance, as she needed the money urgently. I invited her in and went to my room and fetched my wallet I drew a 100 peso note and handed it to her. She thanked me and asked me to tell my parents to cut the money from her next salary. I smiled. I knew that I really had no authority to give her an advance on her salary. I told her that I had paid her the money from my pocket money because I knew she needed it. Janet looked at me strangely she smiled and told me that she would personally return the money to me when she got her next salary. I told her I was in no hurry. Janet left leaving a faint whiff of cheap scent and sweat that always accompanied her.

The next time I saw Janet she was cleaning the floor one morning a few days later. I was alone in the house and I could see Janet's hesitation. She obviously wanted to tell me something.

I looked at her and asked her "Janet, why do I get the feeling that you want to tell me something". Hearing my words she kept the floor-cloth aside and came closer. She looked at me and said "The other day when I had come to ask for money my husband had asked me to bring the money or he had threatened to beat me more." I nodded and said that I knew. She was surprised. She had always felt that she was hiding her marital problems properly. Janet got back to cleaning the floor and I went back to my book.

After a few moments I went to the kitchen to grab a drink of water and was surprised to see Janet standing looking out of the window. It was obvious that she was lost in her thoughts. I approached her slowly and was shocked to see tears welling up from her eyes. Janet was deep in her own thoughts and hadn't noticed me. I extended a finger and picked a tear that was rolling down her cheek. This brought her out of her thoughts and she tried to wipe away her tears and explain them away. I kept looking at the tear drop that was still on my fingers and she had no words. She looked at me and said. "I haven't been able to pay you back the money that you had given" the money meant nothing to me as it was barely enough for a couple of film tickets but to her it meant a lot.

I waved her objections aside and told her that she could forget the money if only she agreed to cry no more. She looked at me and for the first time confessed that her husband was seeing another woman. Tears suddenly welling in her eyes and I knew that the moment had arrived where all compassion transforms into one blinding moment of passion. I extended my hand to console her and found Janet falling into my arms. Sobs racked her body and she was unable to control her emotions.

I held her tight, caressing her and her sobs died down. She looked into my eyes and pressed her lips on mine. Her breasts were moving rapidly passionately rubbing my chest I extended my hand and held her bucking breasts firmly. My hands clamped down on her nipples and a moan escaped her lips, which were pressed on mine. Her breasts were firmly under control of my hands but Janet began moving her hips slapping into my hips. All the time her lips were pressed into mine and her tongue was playing within the confines of my mouth.

I pushed her to the wall and removed my hand from one of her breasts and pressed it between her thighs. My hand could feel her heat through the dress. I bent down and grabbed her naked ankles and my hand moved rapidly upward rubbing across her naked flesh all the way till I it had reached her cunt under her dress. She was wearing nothing under her dressand her hot wet juicy cunt filled my palms. I rubbed my palms against her cunt and now my lips sought out her nipples. She was moving her head as if in a trance and as my finger entered her cunt and an a****listic shriek escaped her lips.

My finger kept moving in and out of her slippery cunt, finger fucking her. Janet was lost in the throes of her pleasure. I could hear her moans and my finger picked up speed my other finger too joined the first and her moans increased. Suddenly Janet spasmed in my arms and I could feel a dam burst within her. A sticky wetness covered my entire palm and Janet gave a shriek and became still. I looked at her eyes and she seemed to be relishing the warmth of the moment. I drew my hand from her cunt and began licking it clean suddenly she saw me and held me tight. Her hand sought and found my erection as it stood between my legs. Janet dropped to her knees and drew my cock out from the pyjama(night dress) that I was wearing she couldn't help stare at the large erection that now filled her hands. She kissed the tip of my pole and took the head within her mouth. Her tongue rotated licking my dick-head sending waves of passion surging through my body.

I held her head with both hands and drew her lips away from my cock and told her that I wanted to fill her. She lifted her sari and lay on the dining table. I rubbed my erect cock against her cunt lips starting her moaning again. Slowly my cock found her opening and I pressed slowly into her. I wanted to feel every muscle in her cunt as I entered her body. Her cunt was hot, tight and slippery from her recent orgasm and her juices were beginning to flow freely once again. I could hear Janet screaming "Thrust your big rod in". I had my hands on her hips and was slowly penetrating her inch by inch. Three fourth of my cock had entered her tight hole when she spasmed and came again I could feel the vibrations of her orgasm as they subsided around my pole. The cock was surrounded by another burst of fluids and I held her hips and thrust hard into her all the way. She screamed. Then I slowly drew my cock back till it was nearly out of her body and plunged back in. I could hear her gasp. Slowly a rhythm build, I was moving in and out pistoning into her with all my f***e. My hands left her hips and began massaging her tight dark breasts, which were now out of the confines of her dress.

Janet continued to stare at me but I saw that she was lost into her own passion as it built inside her. I looked at this beautiful woman and couldn't help thinking of her stupid husband who did not know how to treat such a beautiful flower. My thoughts were far away when I felt Janet climaxing around me again. Janet screamed "stop". I stopped my thrusting and asked her if she wanted me to stop. She shook her head and said, "Not till I have satisfied you". I couldn't help smiling I bent and kissed her lips. I then tightened my hand's grip on her breast then I took both her nipples into my mouth one at a time and caressed them with my tongue. I could hear Janet moaning under me. My hard member, which was already buried in her, began pistoning into her once again.

Janet's hair was skewed but there was contentment in her eyes. I could feel her orgasm build once again around me. As I looked at Janet I could not help thinking that soon I would be shedding my seeds within her cunt. I knew that she wasn't using any protection. I felt my orgasm building. Janet was moaning and as I looked at her I couldn't believe my luck that I was fucking such a beautiful tight hot woman. I felt her climax begin. This triggered my own climax and my cum flooded her. She went into an extended climax.

We continued lying on the table for a few moments. Then I drew my relaxed dick out of her. I saw our joint juices leaking out of her body and I gathered the mixture on my palm. She raised her head to see what I was doing. Then she smiled and came closer to my palm and extended her tongue and began licking away at my palm. I was too engrossed in the beauty of the moment. After she had licked every drop I drew her to me and kissed her. My tongue entered her mouth and tasted the salty flavour of my cum and her pussy juice from off her tongue.

Janet cleaned the mess we had made on the dining table and went to the bathroom to clean herself. I followed her. Janet lifted her dress and bend forward then she turned the tap and let water run down her ass-crack and over her pussy-hole. Her hand was busy rubbing her pussy-hole cleaning it. I couldn't hold back and soon my hand joining her hand. With the other hand I shut the tap and bend down to take a full view of her pussy from the rear. My hand was now caressing her and Janet was emitting short sharp moans. My tongue found her clit and began flicking over it I could feel Janet's shock as my tongue found her sensitive region.

My hard member was eager to re-enter her hot tight tunnel of love. Janet realised this, she too desired me. She gripped tight on the bathroom piping as I thrust into her pussy from the rear. Janet swayed to and fro and I could feel her response with each of my thrusts. Every thrust from me was met by an equal counter-thrust from Janet's body. Soon we were lost in a rhythm moving rapidly to a climax. We soon reached a point of no return and I felt Janet's pussy grip my cock in a vice in the throes of her ecstasy. We both came together and collapsed on the bathroom floor. After a few minutes Janet turned to me and asked me to go to my room as she would otherwise never get her job done.

I smiled and kissed her and left her. I went and lay on my bed thinking of Janet. Barely 90 minutes ago I had been wiping her tears with not a single dirty thought in my mind and now sweet Janet was mine. Every inch of her. I knew that Janet would be there whenever I needed her and she would deny me nothing, granting my every wish and desire. I was weighing the situation carefully before I drifted to sl**p. Suddenly I was in heaven and pleasurous movements were surrounding my hardness I suddenly woke to find sweet Janet's lips covering my dick. Her mouth was moving in a slow sucking rhythm sending sensations hurtling through my entire system. I came furiously. I remember myself screaming "get away Janet I am cumming" Janet didn't flinch she drank every drop of my cum and then licked my cock clean before standing up. She kissed me on my lips and told me that she had to go to her other jobs. She thanked me for showing her that there was someone who genuinely cared about her. I knew that I had to let her go but I also knew that she would be back. I had possessed Janet and I knew that she would be soon thinking of leaving her d***kard husband.

On this day we had accidently laid the first brick of a long and beautiful relationship. The relationship was destined to go on for many years and grew in depth and ardour. Our relationship embraced many aspects of Janet's body mind and spirit. But I will end this episode here ... it is possible that I will return with another episode of "My Janet" or "Our Janet" as I have shared her with you, the reader. I am sure that you have smelt the mixture of cheap scent and sweat that accompanies Janet wherever she goes. And I am sure that your hands have caressed her through the folds of her gaudy dress. And the taste of her cunt I am sure is present on your lips as it is present on mine. If you have experienced all this as you have read the story then I can assure you that "My sweet Janet" is now "Your sweet Janet".

Last Holyweek holidays my wife and I were heading down south to visit friends in Bicol (Philippines) and decided to leave the k**s behind for this road trip. My wife Geetha and I are in our early forties and she still looks damn good for her age with nice big tits completing the package.

After driving all day we stopped at a motel in the Sorsogon for the night. It was near the highway but looked pretty popular with the tourist so that was good enough for us. We were both tired and hungry so we went to the bar and ate and drank. We struck up a conversation with a young tourist at the next table. Since he was sitting alone we bought him drinks and he did likewise for us. Turns out he was in the next room to us.

After a few hours we all left for our rooms. The tourist (Jose), said he had some great Lambonog in his room. Geetha was tired, but I said sure. We opened the connecting door between our rooms We had a couple more drinks and then Geetha said that she wanted to shower before bed and then excused herself to the bathroom.

Now I had always wanted to show Geetha's hot body off to guys without her knowing but after fifteen years of marriage never had the chance to do it. Maybe it was all the booze, but I thought this might be a good chance to do just that.

Before Jose went back to his room I told him that he should come back in twenty minutes with that great whiskey and we would have a few more drinks. He quickly agreed and after he closed his connecting door, I closed ours, but not all the way. I then opened up the window blinds just enough for me to get a good look. I walked in to the bathroom and told Geetha to enjoy her shower and that I was going down the road for a late night snack and would be back soon.

I ran as fast as I could to the back of the motel and waited at the window to see what would happen. Geetha soon came out of the bathroom waring a small white towel and brushing her hair. Just then Jose came through the door with his bottle of whiskey and came face to face with Geetha. My wife. startled, clutched her towel and stepped back against the wall, a look of shock on her face. Jose apologized for not knocking, but didn't leave. Instead he sat down on the end of the bed and started telling Geetha how hot she looked. At this point my wife was stuck between the wall and Jose sitting on the end of the bed.

Geetha was blushing and told Jose to go back to his room so she could dress. He said he just wanted to take in the view for a while. Geetha tried to go around him but he laughed and blocked her way. He then said if Geetha dropped her towel he would go. Geetha nervously refused, but then Jose said if she just gave him a look see at her big tits he would go. I could see my wife's face getting red. To my surprise, she agreed, but said only for a moment. I probably should have run back inside at this point but I was so engrossed in what was going on, I stayed put.

Geetha took a deep breath and lowered her towel. Jose's jaw dropped when he saw my wife's big tits and hard nipples. Jose apparently couldn't control himself and reached out and began rubbing Geetha's tits and squeezing her nipples. He ignored her protests and kept on playing with her tits. He then grabbed her towel and threw it across the room. Jose then reached between Geetha's legs and began to rub her pussy, telling her how wet she was. My wife was no longer protesting and now had her back flat against the wall with her legs spread and her eyes closed.He was rubbing her clit pretty good and fingering her hard and fast. He pulled her close and began sucking on her swollen and inflamed nipples. She was moaning loud and went completely limp in his arms.

Jose laided her on the bed and quickly stripped off his clothes and began licking his way down to Geetha's pussy. From the window I could see him sinking his tongue deep into her pussy while he fingered her •••••••.
He then climbed on top of my wife and began fucking the •••• out of her. It was like watching a large piston at work. Geetha was going wild with desire. From my vantage point I could see the pink edges of her cunt being drawn out on the outstroke of his wet cock and then stuffed back inside her, over and over again.

They both came at the same time. Jose pumped a huge load into her and then rolled off. He lay next to her for a while, kissing her and playing with her tits and pussy. He sat up and told her to suck his cock and lick it clean. My wife would never do that for me, but had no problem doing it to him. I'm pretty sure he came in her mouth.

Jose then got up, grabbed his clothes and went back into his room without saying a word. Geetha jumped up, locked the door and ran back in the bathroom to clean up. I must have shot two loads of cum into the bushes watching all this.

I came back a half hour later. Geetha pretended to be asl**p in bed so I shut the lights and joined her.

Jose was gone the next morning and Geetha never let on what had happened. I still get hard and jerk off thinking of that night. I dont have pics of Geetha. Sorry guys.

Im getting ready to go home for the day so I apologize for the quick post today. I was going to just post this in the morning, but I have about 15 minutes to kill so I thought I'd just do it now while it's fresh in my mind.

We seem to be in this 'every other day' type pattern or twice a week at least from when this started. My hopes are that this continues as I'm not sure what the hell is going to happen. Some days I'm aggressive, some days i just need a BJ. I figure I'll just let nature take it's course and see where it goes. Honestly, I'm not sure what would happen afterward if we did fuck. Maybe nothing, or maybe we'd fuck all the time. Who knows.

All day today we're working on our projects. Busy, with not a lot of flirting going on between us. People in and out of our office so we never really found time. We talked a lot but it was all work related. Around 3 p.m. Geetha is telling me she's not looking forward to going to this meeting with 2 of our other coworkers about their project.

"I have to sit there and listen to cruz’s talk and talk and talk," Geetha says. "Our 15 minute meeting will do doubt be an hour".

"I'm sorry," responded. "I know how that goes."

Geetha rattled on about the meeting and project as I sat back listening. I imagined her sitting in the conference room bored with the two other staff members when the idea hit me.

"When is your meeting?" I ask.

"In about 15 minutes," she responded.

Here goes nothing.

"Well, I was planning on visiting the restroom before I went home today," I said hoping she knew what I meant. "Your meeting might be more interesting if your panties were a little bit wet and messy."

These words never cease to shock me when they come out of my mouth. As much as she's into this little game of ours, I'm expecting her to get up and slap me every time.

But she doesn't.

"Do we have enough time?" she asks.

We did but I thought of something better. I instructed her to do the following.

"Actually, I'm going to go into the storage room (same one as before) and start. Wait 5 minutes and meet me back there."

"We won't have time," she responded again.

"You'll only be in there for 30 seconds," I said.

She looked a little baffled but I didn't give her a chance to say anymore. I got up from my desk and headed to the storage room on the other side of the office. Coast was clear, nobody is ever over there, so I entered. I walked to the back of the room which was nicely hidden by boxes and desks and took out my cock. I started stroking my cock looking at the door but it was more difficult than I thought. I was semi-hard and doing the best I could. A few minutes later I heard the door open and I peaked around some things to see that it was Geetha. Amazing how that got my cock to react. Geetha made her way to the back of the room and I stroked as fast I as could. Geetha finally reached me and was now standing right in front of me watching my hand go up and down my now hard shaft.

"Are you going to cum for me?" she said. I was amazed she said anything, she usually doesn't.

"No," I said. "I'm going to cum in your panties. Pull your pants and panties down for me," I instructed.

Geetha quickly turned and gave a quick glance at the door as her hands reached for the button on her jeans. I stood there stroking, watching her fingers undo her button and zipper then reach for the waistband of her jeans. Here comes my favorite part. She wiggled them over her hips and just like that her pants and panties were down to her thighs. White panties again. This put me in high gear as I stared at her pussy. Her black pubic hair against her white skin gets me every time. I love that she loves to show me.

It wasn't 30 seconds later and I was ready to cum.

"Pull your panties up for me," I requested.

She was confused.

She did as she was told and her panties were back on again and I reached over and grabbed the front of them. I pulled the front of her white cottons away from her stomach, stretching them out so I could see her mound of hair again. Once I did that I began to cum. I aimed my cock right at her mound, about an inch away and 4 or 5 streams of cum shot all over Geetha's pussy and panties. The first shot hit her pubic hair straight on. Then I aimed the rest into the crotch and ass of her panties. Some dripped on her jeans but I didn't care. Geetha just looked down and stared at the mess I was making in her. Her pubic hair looked so sexy with my cum dripping from it. Once her panties were covered with my cum I put my cock away and watch my coworker slide up her panties then her pants.

"We better get back so you're not late for your meeting," I said. Geetha said nothing.

I left first and returned to my desk. A minute later Geetha walked in to the office and sat down. She grabbed a pad of paper and a few files and got up to leave.

It was so hot. I actually got up to walk by the table where they were meeting. The door was open and there was a large window facing the main office. Geetha was facing the window as I walked right by them. We made brief eye contact. So hot. Geetha just sat there with the other two, going over their project and I just smiled inside knowing she was covered in my cum.



S**t, I should have left 10 minutes ago. I'm going to ask her how her meeting was in the morning and we'll see where that takes us.


I gotta go, bye!