International Relations

I was heading for Manila for business for 10 days and had a lot of work to accomplish. While most of the initial communications have been done for months leading to this visit, the final meeting and presentation are needed to nail this deal. Ginny, my executive assistant, would usually accompany me on these trips but just a couple of days ago, she went down with a heavy case of the flu. We knew that overzealous covid protocols would just see her stuck at a quarantine facility the entire trip so we opted for her to stay at the office and man the fort so to speak.

Through one of her old school friends, she was able to connect with the Chair of the Industrial Engineering Department of De La Salle University and got a few recommendations with such a short notice. I knew I only had one chance to make my first impression here, and if I entered the country incorrectly, the last few months would have been wasted. needed someone who could teach me the nuances of developing proper trustful relationships in the local culture, who might have a few contacts of their own, and whom I could deeply and intimately trust and could act as my local liaison for the week.

Ginny lined up the recommendations for interviews and I briefly interviewed the few graduate students she selected via zoom. Ginny knew my type and I quickly settled on one student; a bright young woman named Kate to help me out. Kate had a calm, but professionally determined way about her. She knew how to conduct herself in difficult situations, and had a fairly shrewd air of confidence, great oral skills and all while being 100% feminine, a plus in this culture. Kate is one of those exceptionally bright women who prides herself as one who has pure beauty as well as being well educated and with lots of common sense.

I was nervous. I need to keep this engagement strictly professional and temporary but often stresses of negotiation can be overbearing. Ginny always knew exactly how to ease stress but there are things only Ginny can do and would be crossing the line if I expected Kate to do any of those. I was afraid it could otherwise injure my business opportunities. Kate and I first met in the café at the hotel lobby.

It was my first day, so I was still jet lagged, and Kate was early. As I entered, I was able to pick her out of the crowd and carefully introduced myself while shaking hands. Kate had a firm, but gentle handshake, and smile that shone like the sun shines. Kate was already a graduate student at the De La Salle University, but because of the local education system, she had just turned 23. I already knew from our short interview that she was from a well-off family and really wanted this assignment to jumpstart her career. Her grad school schedule also worked well as most of her classes are at the late afternoon and she'd be able to get most of the work done in the mornings.

I was hoping she would be much less attractive because I knew full well I'll be needing a good fuck in the next 10 days and Ginny not being here, well... Unfortunately, Kate turned out to be exactly the physical type that I loved and dreamt about. She was about 5'5", which was apparently already tall for a local. She was thin, jet-black hair, firm body, small firm breasts that jiggle just a little as she bounced in her high heels, a tight firm rear end with long slender firm legs, all the advantages of youth.

I decided immediately to redouble my efforts to keep this relationship strictly professional. We quickly reviewed what I was doing in Manila, what I had to accomplish and who I was meeting, and what I expected. After asking her what she wanted to gain, (network contacts, job offers) I emphasized that I expected total loyalty in this relationship. I wouldn't tolerate the slightest disloyalty. The last thing I needed or could afford was my liaison undermining my efforts and setting me up to be taken by the locals. I promised to pay her very well, give her a phenomenal recommendation, and a substantial cash bonus if she did as I requested and the strong possibility of long-term working for the company to be established. Without saying as much, I let her know that if she showed any disloyalty, she would ruin her career on the spot.

With Kate's family and educational background, she immediately understood why. I needed help and she thought of a few contacts that she could bring me to help achieve success. She was also experienced enough to guide me on the local cultural aspects required for properly conducting myself. We went up to my suite where Kate immediately settled at the desk which would be our makeshift office for the next 10 days.

I still needed a couple of hours to handle my jet lag so I simply left Kate to buzz along with her work. Kate made a few phone calls and within four hours she had 5 people lined up whom she thought could help educate me on local business issues before I attended my scheduled business meetings. It was already passed noon when I got fixed up. Kate handed me the appointments for the afternoon and the next day as she prepared to head out for her classes. Grateful, I offered to take her out for a very nice dinner that evening which she respectfully declined.

"Why was I bummed out by this?"

She probably saw my expression and she added. "I can't tonight. I'll need to turn over too many things to my project team because of this assignment. But...," she said with a sly smile, "I'll gladly take the offer tomorrow evening, if it's still an offer."

The next day became the start of our daily routine for the rest of the week. She would arrive at the hotel around 8am where we'd meet up in the lobby, grab a few items from the café and head up to my suite. She'd always be professionally dressed but I can still feel several eyes looking at us while we headed up. It didn't seem to bother Kate, so I didn't bring it up.

Despite being only our 2nd day working together, Kate looked like she was right at home at our office. It doesn't help that the suite had a king size bed just an arms reach from our makeshift office. We started working and chatted comfortably together. Kate was a bit shy, and possibly a little intimidated with our professional relationship, but she more than held her own. We had a quick bite for lunch before we met with one of Kate's contacts. Kate had to excuse herself for her classes and I was left alone at the meeting.

"See you at the lobby by 7?" she said, her hand grazing my shoulder a little.

I was a little confused but quickly remembered about dinner.

I was a little surprised to see Kate in simple jeans and a shirt that evening, but it made sense she changed for class and dinner was just that. I couldn't help but look at her figure though. The clothes, though very casual and conservative, accentuated her figure. I couldn't help but steal glances at her ass. Kate took me to Tito Rey for highly rated Filipino food. I really wanted to try out the restaurant before entertaining my guests later that week. Dinner was great, and Kate carefully introduced me to the local seafood cuisines including Bagoong which is a fish delicacy, Tahong (steamed Mussels), all served with Gulay (cooked vegetables).

Kate ordered Chicken Adobo, which is chicken cooked in a sweet soy sauce and vinegar and served with rice. She shared her adobo with me, and I should have figured out who she was from this episode.

Kate ordered all these different foods for me to try, and to share them with me, she would place the food on her fork, then lean towards me, placing her free hand on my lap, and then feeding me the food of choice.

I learned that while Kate knew how to wine and dine, she was very much a beer and chips kind of girl. And for my part, I kept giving Kate more and more beer with dinner, finding all kinds of things to toast to so I could keep her drinking.

For dessert Kate ordered Leche Flan which is a sweet custard type of dessert, and again, her hand found its way to my lap when she was feeding me the dessert!

Kate is interesting that way. She is obviously very independent, but also loves to serve the man she is with. I enjoyed the evening greatly, mostly because of the time I spent with Kate, but I wasn't convinced of the restaurant. I mentioned to Kate that we would have to try another restaurant that I'll pick tomorrow night. She seemed happy to oblige me with that task.

At the end of the night, we agreed to meet the next morning in the hotel lobby and after hailing down a cab like a New Yorker, and I prepaid the driver, and he whisked her away. I also tried to give her money for tomorrows cab ride, but Kate turned it down.

That night, had my usual extra glasses of wine to help me sleep, but I woke up in the middle of the night with a huge erection, after having a dream about Kate, and her hand in my lap. I knew this was not good. I tried to think about other things and tried to go back to sleep without any personal satisfaction.

The next morning, Kate was in the lobby smiling like the sun shines again and she helped me find the cup of coffee I desperately needed. I wasn't much of a coffee drinker, but the jet lag was still hitting me hard. I noticed her tall thin physique a little more, in the vexing, but conservative pant suit she wore. As she led me to the cafe, though the crowd, I couldn't help but notice her cute ass, and long legs. My weakness for sure!

Every few moments she would turn her head back to me to make sure she didn't lose me in the crowd. I'm not sure, but I think she caught me thoroughly checking out her ass. The jet lag destroyed my normally quick reactions. Call me crazy, but after that, Kate added an extra bounce to her step that made her rear jiggle just a little more.

We got to our next appointment at 10 am, but we had the rest of the day free. She had no classes that afternoon as well so we both agreed to do some work in my room and truly prepare for my presentation.

We kept the atmosphere very professional, but now there was some electricity going on between us. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on, but I couldn't help but think more about her sexually, as well as professionally. And, I could be crazy, but I am sure she felt the same way. The more she caught me, the more she responded with her own flirtations, and exhibitions.

As the afternoon dragged on and we each had finished our emails, and scrawled out our notes, our talk became much more playful and without thinking, I very naturally touched her arm a couple of times, and she responded with her gorgeous smile and touching me back. I quickly covered up my growing excitement, but I think she caught me, because she blushed and looked away. But only after taking another quick peak after I covered myself with a few papers I pretended to read.

We both freshened up for dinner, and I thought more about Kate in the bathroom, and my imagination started to wander. I just felt the need to go into the next room and take her. I just imagined her wanting it so bad like she had shown earlier. To my imagination, she would explode in fiery orgasms the moment my hardened cock touched her. But business was business. I splashed some cold water on my face and got back to work with my temptress.

Before leaving, Kate spent a few moments teaching me a few more local customs required for gaining trust and intimacy. It was then that it happened. There was a spark, for a moment, where we both knew what was happening. For a moment we just looked deeply into each other's eyes, and then we quickly regained our composure and hurriedly left for dinner. I was almost certain Kate had the same ideas in her mind as I did.

I had chosen this restaurant as the possible place to celebrate with our new partners once our contracts are signed. While I had planned to impress Kate with the venue, I was the one truly impressed with Kate. Dinner was great, and Kate gave excellent recommendations on what to choose while discussing how the business will be working. Afterward, while we had yet to discuss the work accomplished and the work still to be done, I suggested we do so in the exclusive hotel bar. To my surprise, Kate not only agreed, but agreed enthusiastically.

On our way there in the cab, I was looking at a document that had some Philippine tax stamps attached and asked Kate to tell me about it. To my utter surprise, she leaned very close to me, gently touching my leg and slowly explained how you can tell the validity of the stamps. When she was done, Kate didn't bother to remove her hand, but simply looked up into my eyes with her incredible smile and killer eyes.

We slowly moved closer, just like you see in the movies, but before our lips touched, we arrived at the hotel, startling both of us. As I stepped out of the car, I very awkwardly covered my excitement with the papers, when Kate, feeling mischievous, suggested that she carry them for me, since she was my employee. As I stuttered a response, she reached down a grabbed the papers, taking a long look at my embarrassment and then looked me right in the eye. "Don't you know that Filipino women love to serve the men they are with?" she said with a wink.

I just about died. She was pushing her own limits, but I was well over mine. I still had misgivings about mixing business with pleasure. "Here, let me help you. I know where the bar is, just follow me," she smiled with glee knowing what she was accomplishing.

I had 2 drinks quickly while Kate savored hers. At that point, of course, I was much more open to having fun and I let my guard down and became my playful animated self, and for the first time I flirted with Kate for a bit. Soon, I was telling her stories, feigning the need for privacy and whispering the stories in her ear while placing one hand across her lap and cupping her ear. For her part, Kate liked my pursuit and became the willing prey, encouraging me, while keeping a bit aloof. She was an expert in keeping men off balance, and completely controlling their pursuit of her.

This woman had been driving me crazy, erotically speaking, for two nights now, and I knew I wanted to make this happen or I was going to find myself sleep walking in the hotel hallways looking for her with my throbbing, dripping erection. So, I decided that we needed to celebrate and toast to our successes. My strategy was working, and we quickly needed more drinks, to which I began to toast Kate for her successfully managing our efforts up to now. Whether Kate fell for the ploy, or she pursued it I'm not sure. However, unceremoniously, I told Kate that we should put our paperwork upstairs before we lose it.

At that point, Kate was hesitant. We've been working from my room for the last couple of days but this was different. I think her fantasy of a foreign business romance was becoming too real for her, and she realized it would not be the best situation. I gave her a little bit of pressure, "Kate, if you want, here's a keycard, you can bring my papers upstairs if you want without me, if you don't trust me. I'll wait for you right here."

She knew she would be stepping over the line by offending me, so she quickly retreated, accepted a copy of my keycard and apologized for any inference she made, bowing her head down low.

I looked at her, placing my hand under her chin, pulling it up and emphasized that Americans are not easily offended and quickly accepted her apology. Kate burst into her natural sunshine beaming smile again. She took a couple of steps towards the elevator and said. "Let's go"

As we went up the elevator, I started thinking of what a mistake this was going to be, but Kate then started flirting with me again, and I thought, "Maybe she's the kind of girl who likes to be taken. The hell with it, just go for it!"

But, as we entered my room, I chickened out. I'm not the kind of guy who just rapes a girl because she flirted with him a little too much. We put the papers on the table, and I turned to Kate and just grabbed both of her hands, "Look, I guess I'm more tired than I thought. Let's just pick up tomorrow morning where we left off. Ok?"

Kate's beautiful brown eyes narrowed as she looked at me quizzically, "Ok, do you want to meet me at the lobby again, or do you want me to come up here first thing?"

"Oh, let's meet at the cafe. I'm still on US time." then, I leaned into her to kiss her on the cheek, and Kate pushed her hand in front of me, wanting to shake my hand good night.

"Good night!" I smiled slightly.

"Good night. Catch up on your sleep, sleepy head!" she smiled as she turned to leave.

Man, was I glad I didn't jump her. She didn't even want to kiss me good night! I can just see myself in jail tomorrow if I went through with my plan.

I took off my clothes, brushed my teeth and decided to just sleep naked to enjoy the cool hotel room air, and maybe I'll wake up thinking of Kate and enjoy myself. I couldn't help but stroke to an image of Kate sucking my cock.

Without knowing her, I swear Kate must have had a wet dream about me this morning when she woke up and was on a sexual warpath against me. When she arrived at the cafe (our regular meeting place, now) she wore her usual brilliant smile, and gave me a quick hug, instead of a handshake. It seemed like she held the hug a moment longer than was customary, and she obviously pressed her breasts into me, so I clearly felt their firmness and size against my chest.

It was our fourth day together, and Kate and I have been getting along brilliantly, maybe too much so. I have been feeling my attraction to her, and she directly responds to every situation, showing her attraction as well.

Like today, for instance, since we had mostly free time to explore the city, she wore a dark pant suit that had a short vest, white silk blouse underneath. What got me excited though was she also was wearing a bright red thong that rode above her pants and a not so obvious a matching low cup bra

And she obviously wore her thong for my benefit and used it extensively against me.

We have been talking a lot about our personal lives, getting to know each other more intimately than you would get to know business associates. We haven't spoken about anything sexual, by any means, but there is always an underlying sexual subtlety in our conversations.

I think I have been more open to her in the beginning. I don't know why. I just like her and trust her and enjoy sharing myself with her. After getting over being my employee, learning to look at me as a business associate, she opened up considerably. Talking about school, and the things that we all experienced there, horrible, and mean professors, really nice and brilliant professors, students of the opposite sex, college social situations, etc. I told her a ribald story or two from my college days. Nothing too explicit, but enough to give her a flavor that I wasn't some boring stuffed up old man (anything older than 35 must be an old man to her!)

Anyhow, that morning at the cafe she kept dropping things, like her straw, her pen, her notebook, etc. And every time she bent over to pick up those things, she made sure to bend over with her back to me, showing me her beautiful red woven silk thong! Then, as I got more excited, she did the same thing, bending over with her front to me, just the right way to show my her deep cleavage and her very low cut bra, which, by the way, allowed her breasts to hang loose inside the bra when she bent over, flashing her gorgeous darkish pink nipples in front of me hungry eyes.

I swear she must have practiced that move for hours to get it down so perfect. I just don't know if she did that just for me, or if that is how she acts with other men. I like to think she was doing that specifically for me.

Then, as we were leaving, I grabbed my map to get a feel for the city streets, and Kate, then pressed her breasts against my arm. No matter where I tried to move my arm to get it away from her breast, she was able to press them against is again.