This is another real story about another one of my sex buddy, and to protect his privacy and confidentiality, I shall call him Joel for the purpose of this story. Please forgive my poor command in English! Let me know what you think.
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Chapter 2: Joel
"Hi..."
It was about a year ago when I received this typical and ordinary e-mail, from an unknown sender that introduced himself as Joel. Initially, I was curious about how he might have gotten my e-mail address. Even though I was a big slut, I'd never give out any of my personal details to someone I didn't know. Being my usual adventurous and daring self, I replied this Joel guy.
"Hello there. May I know how you got my e-mail address?" I replied while thinking of the possible identities of this guy.
"I'm Joel. We exchanged a few mails on Silverdaddies.com. I'm that admirer of yours "
I finally knew who this guy was. He got in touch with me on SilverDaddies.com, and his profile was without a picture. He was very into me, and said nothing but nice words to me. I replied a few times out of courtesy, but I didn't really like the idea of chatting with a faceless profile, so I asked him to shoot me an e-mail, hoping to get a picture from him.
We got to know each other better via exchanges of e-mails. He's a local here in Malaysia, Malay guy, married with family. He told me that he was outside of my preferred age range as indicated on my SilverDaddies.com profile, but I explained to him that I didn't mind, and that I'm into mature guys. And when he finally told me that he was 62 and a grandfather with grandkids, he was not expecting me to be so calm and open-minded about it.
Why wouldn't I be? Older guys are totally my thing. My first ever sex partner, Rick, was 67 when I first met him. To me, age is just a number. It doesn't say much about two person's compatibility, and I would never turn my back on someone even if their age is almost triple of mine. I get along extremely well with Rick, because I genuinely liked him, and because he was such a caring and kind person. So in my opinion, older guys are awesome lovers.
I assured Joel that his age was not an issue to me, and that I was willing to be his friend. However, I told him that, for us to be more than friends, I would need to be attracted to him. I then asked him to send me a photo of himself. He was very willing to, but as he was outstation, he did not have access to the photos on his laptop. He asked me to wait for a couple of days and that he would send me right after he got home.
He indeed kept his promise. After 2 days I got another e-mail from him with an attachment. When I opened it, I was not too impressed by the picture that he attached. He was decent looking, with a light brown skin tone and a medium sized body frame. Being almost bald with some hair left on the sides, his moustaches and his averagely built body really place him in the daddy category. He told me that he's 168cm and over 70 kgs, not muscular but not thin either. Sounded nice but like I said, I was not extremely attracted.
He was very very nice to me, always very caring and polite when we exchanged emails. Occasionally he would crack some dirty jokes and give indications that he wanted me. Despite his strong desire to meet me, he was never pushy and always emphasized that he respects my decision. Overall, he was a pleasant guy to talk to. Very wise, and easy-going too.
After a week or two, he finally popped the question.
"Hi Ted, I was wondering if you are willing to meet me soon? If you are, let me know when and I can fetch you if you need transport. Also, what times are best for you, and where do you prefer to meet? I can book a hotel room if you would like me to, and I also happen to have a private place that I use as my office. There's a living room with a couch, and also a restroom. Let me know what you prefer, and I'll arrange."
I was smiling to myself when I saw this e-mail, because it showed me how much this guy really wanted me. He waited for 2 weeks before even asking me to meet, and everything that could have been an issue for me to meet him have already been considered and taken care of by him. I was happy, because there's a daddy who was so keen to meet me- he must've really liked me. How could I say no to his invitation?
" Joel, I would love to meet you, and I'm free on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays. I have to be home by dinner time due to my curfew, anytime before that would be nice. A hotel is nice, but why spend money if you already have a place for us? I can drive to you, just let me know the time and place "
He was extremely happy when he got my reply. He kept thanking me for agreeing to meet him. And I know I've made his day just by saying yes. We arranged to meet on Saturday that week at 3pm. But it never really happened because I was occupied with some family issues.
We made plans to meet again several times after that, but I never had the chance to really attend the date. I was in university around that time, and shits just kept emerging, preventing me from meeting him.
I felt like the biggest jerk for not being able to meet him for so many times. He was nice and understanding every single time , told me it was okay and that we could reschedule. I could not even imagine how disappointed he must have been.
I was truly busy, but I felt like the real reason I didn't meet him was because I didn't like him enough. I could've forced myself to make time and meet him.
Until this one time, he must've been really upset for not being able to meet me again. He told me that he will wait for me no matter how long it takes, but asked me not to make him suffer for too long.
I felt really guilty when I read that reply, hence I made up my mind to repay his kindness and meet him for real this time. We set up a date at his office on a Saturday , 3pm. This time I made sure I was available, and I drove to his office at around 2.30pm.
Soon, I arrived at the place where his office was- Kelana Jaya Square. It was a building with 4 blocks and mostly tenanted by corporation as their office. I parked my car at the basement parking, located Block D where his office was, and took the lift to Level 1.
When I got out of the lift, I followed the direction given by him in his previous text. I turned left once I exited the lift lobby, and there was a row of shop lot units and they were mostly empty. Soon I was standing in front of his office, and I felt my heart pounding faster and faster. The door of his office unit was semi-transparent. I could see a shadow sitting in front of a desk behind those doors. I took in a deep breath and knocked on the door.
The shadow got out of his chair and instead of walking towards the door, he walked to the other side of the room and wrapped a towel around his waist- he was not wearing any pants! He crept closer towards the door and unlocked it.
When the door opened, I saw Joel in a white singlet, with a towel wrapped around his waist. He smiled at me and invited me in. From his smile I could tell that he was nervous to meet me too. As I moved into his office, he led me past his working desk, a rack full of books and a wooden folding screen towards the living room area. There was a rectangular shaped couch, with a huge rug that covered the whole living room. It was certainly a cozy office.
We both sat on the couch while checking each other out. Joel certainly looked better than the picture that he had sent me. His light chocolate skin looked better and so yummy(delicious) in person, contrasted by his white singlet. His body looked average in size, and his body looked smooth. Judging from the way he was looking at me, he was more than excited to see me. That gaze he gave me, it was like he would start to rape me right there and then.