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I had flown into Manila after a six-week separation from my partner. Our busy business schedules had kept us apart mine on a large project in China and her on the launch of a new digital business over there. We were both at the top of our games those days and when we got the chance to get back together we would ensure that we could pamper ourselves for a few days in a nice hotel. It just so happened that time that my leave from the job had given me 2 whole weeks off. Mary’s business was holding a board meeting at a good hotel away from the city and it was a great place to join her for the first few days before we planned to disappear into the mountains for some clean air and views of the rice terraces.

Over the years I had studied the erotic arts, tantric sex and other massage and even esoteric techniques. We were both well practised in our lovemaking and she as much as I was into enjoying the full range of both our experience. We were not exactly inexperienced teens; Mary was mid-forties and I was sixty plus. We both liked to spend time on our erotic foreplay but there was definitely an extra spark of energy in both our longing for the other that night.

Mary was finishing off her board meeting with a reception for clients in the reception room next to the restaurant where we had arranged to have dinner after she…