Filipino Sex Stories
Love Chemicals at Work: Mark
Most of my life I spent in the office…. A large part of it actually. Love Chemicals at Work contains some documentary of those moments with some officemates. This is one of my draft unpublished stories. I updated it because there is this guy in FSS who reminded me about him, let us just call him Mark.
I was 25 when I was waiting for the elevator, nang biglang dumating yong isang officemate at sabay na kaming nag aabang ng elevator. Yong lalaki na to never nawalan ng sexual innuendo sa akin. We were officemate since I was 22. Medyo sanay na ako sa mga birit nya.
"Ui! Antoinette ikaw pala yan!" masiglang bati ni Mark.
I nodded my head in acknowledgement. Maaga pa lang at di pa ako gising. Rich kid itong si Mark so nakatira sya somewhere in some village in Manila. Other than that wala na akong ibang alam sa kanya.
"Nakita kita may ka-date ka kahapon at hindi si Ron yong kasama mo. Nanlalalaki ka ba?" Nakangiting aso na parang ewan tong si Mark.
"Hmm malaking problema kung mambababae ako." patay mali lang akong nakaharap at naghihintay makarating sa ground floor … yong hinihintay na elevator.
Si Mark, na officemate ko, ay medyo peste sa buhay ko noong una. Pinahamak na kasi ako nito minsan. Nag email ng medyo bastos at tamang-tama nabuksan ko ito habang dumaan sa likuran ko yong isang nanay na 46 years old na officemate namin. Nag-iskandalo ito at napasusmaryosep pinagtatawanan tuloy ako ng mga officemates ko. Wala daw sa itsura ko (na parang di makabasag pinggan) na mahilig sa ganun! Litse talaga tong si Mark. Tiningnan ko ng masama si Mark na tahimik humahagikhik.
Naalala ko pa isang hapon (ibang incident naman)… parang ganito din. Kaming dalawa lang yong nag aabang sa elevator. Actually mga 1:45 na yata yon… siya naman yong nauna nang dumating ako humahangos makahabol (paano kasi umuwi ako para lang makipagsex kay Ron).
"Ui! Antoinette, bakit humihingal ka pa? Siguro galing ka sa quickie noh?" there is that ngiting aso na naman.
"Hindi ah. Eh ikaw bakit ngayon ka lang din?!." Litseng lalaki. Namula ako ng maalala yong pinaggagawa namin ni Ron just few moments ago.
For four years ganun kaming dalawa lagi…. But on that 4th year parang napapansin ko na si Mark. Nararamdaman ko na minsan pag may kausap ako sa phone, lumilingon siya at tumitingin sa akin. Kapag nakatingin naman ako sa kanya umiiwas naman sya ng tingin, shit bakit parang nilalandi ako nitong si Mark. Na curious tuloy ako at pag aralan ang mga kilos nya.
Minsan I can sense him behind me several times…. I know kasi tumataas din yong temperature ko. I can smell him, he smells so good. Was he trying to smell me too? I so hate this.
One Christmas, may presentation yong team, at may make-up artist to make us look good. So it was my turn to be served. Nang dumating si Mark.
"Ang ganda ni Antoinette oh." Sabi ni Mark. Napuno ng kantyaw yong opisina.
"Si Antoinette pala yong type mo Mark, akala namin Liz. Kung kailan ikakasal na yang si Antoinette saka ka naman pumapapel". Sabi ng isang single mom na 50 years old na officemate namin.
Si Liz yong isang officemate, na maganda at maputi na matagal na nyang ka loveteam pareho kasi silang walang gf, bf.
Paano ba naman napansin din kami ni Mark na nanood ng Japanese anime (naghahanap kasi kami ng idea for the presentation) sa isang sulok at yong discussion nauwi sa movie review na akala mo porn yong pinapanood.
"Hoy Mark, wag mo na purmahan yang si Antoinette, ikakasal na yan." sigaw naman yong isang senior na kasamahan naming lalaki.
Umiinit yong mukha ko buti na lang ang kapal ng make up. Hindi ko naman type si Mark dati kaya lang parang lately I can really feel him.
Meron syang ginawang solo performance sa presentation. All those time he was looking at me… As if his performance was for me. It's a song and dance.
That same day when I was 25, noong hapon na yon, pauwi na ako. Hinabol ako ni Mark sa elevator.
"Sandali bababa din ako." pakshit! Lagi kaming naiiwan dalawa sa elevator.
As usual may pa-kanta kanta pa ang mokong… habang nakangiti sa akin.
"Mukhang nakascore ka na ah. Ano may lovelife ka na?" Nakangiti lang ako…
"Antoinette, sino nga yong ka date mo kahapon?" tanong na naman nya ulit yong tanong nya kaninang umaga.
"Saan mo ba ako nakita?" tanong ko naman….
"Sa may Rockwell."
"Ahh yon… si Mr Rey yon, client sa sideline ko (nagsasideline kasi ako noong gumawa ng financial statements for loan applications). Teka lang bakit ka nga pala nandoon?"
"May date din ako. Kaya lang noong nakita kitang may kasamang sugar daddy... muntik ko na makalimutan yong date ko."
"Ah hahaha. At least di mo ginawa yong dati…"
Dati kasi may ka date itong si Mark ng nakita nya akong dumaan, iniwan nya yong date nya at hinabol ako.
At ang nakakahiya talaga ay gusto nya samahan ko sya habang ka date nya yong girl! Na ginawa ko naman. Hayon tatlo kaming nagdate. Na OP tuloy yong girl. Syempre basted sya. I was 22 then.
"Hmmm musta naman si date... Im sure she is one hot chick.?"
'Di ko alam Antoinette. Parang di ko type yong smell nya.'
'Hah??!! Gaano ba kalapit si girl for you to make that comment.' This man is hopeless.
Lumapit sya sa akin. Close enough so I can also smell his clean scent. Ang bango bango ni Mark. He was much too close for comfort (amoy mamahaling pabango ng Rustans).
"Finally nakarating din tayo sa ground floor…. Sge hah… bye Mark." at bumukas na yong elevator.
My stay in that company was a happy one because of him. Pag may okasyon at late kami nakakauwi, lagi nya ako inihahatid sa apartment. Minsan may mga kasama, minsan naman kaming dalawa lang. I don't know if he feels anything for me. Iniisip ko rin na sa sobrang tagal namin magkasama bakit kung kailan paalis na ako sa kompanya saka ko lang nakita yong mga panlalanding ginawa ni Mark.
I saw him again last year. I was working in this bank and got lost. When the door opened, I couldn't believe my eyes (I was just thinking about him).
There he is in front of me. He too was also lost. I should really stop thinking about something. Sometimes the universe will deliver them in front of me and I wouldn't know what to do. If only the delivery doesn't have any clothes on probably by instinct I know what to do but that's a damn empty way to live. He is still single by the way and I am still oh well double.
Ni wra-wrap up ko pag edit sa story na to when my skype id has an incoming call. Si Nathan. Matagal na kaming hindi nagkakausap. A few weeks back, sinabi nya kasi sa akin na may nililigawan na sya. Alam ko na yong ganitong eksena eh. Ginawa nya na to dati. That time, I bid him good fuck er good luck, ended the sex part but kept him as friend. Pero this time, I ended both (sex part and the friendship part) na ikinalilito namin pareho. Hindi tinanggap ni Nathan yon. I can just imagine the torture he is feeling samantalang ako petiks lang at pa comment-comment pa sa tambayang FSS. Minsan nadidistract ako at naiisip din sya. Kasi sa totoo lang i missed him so much.
So, I told him to live his life that I don't necessarily have to be in it anymore… That one day if I know the reason why I ended the friendship part, I will just send him an email. I did send out the email and forgot him. Bakit kaya tumatawag si Nathan? Sinagot ko na rin yong call and saw his handsome face once more.
Me: O, Bakit?
Nathan: Di ka sumasagot sa ym.
Me: Pasensya na, I did not get your message. Ano ba yong message mo?
Nathan: Which airport ka ba sa Viet Nam?
Me: Huh?! Anong gagawin mo sa Viet Nam?
Nathan: Dadalawin kita. I am booking my ticket now.
Me: For how long? Kailan?
Nathan: A week. On my birthday.
Me: SGN-HCMC that is the airport.
Nathan: Thanks Antoinette.
Me: Nathan… (my mind was still processing… ang slow ko yata that day)
Nathan: Ui, Okay ka lang?
Me: Tama… kailangan mo na nga pumunta dito para walang miscommunication. (noong magsink in na sa utak ko lahat)
Nathan: Oo, para pasok na pasok yong communication natin at walang misunderstanding.
Tahimik lang ako...Parang naalala ko yong sinulat ni Starst about the Pussy.. " is not the face that launched a thousand ships—as in the Trojan war. It is a pussy that launched a million and one ships." Or Graccubus' poem about A long Way to Pussy.
Me: Okay. Ano pala mga kinakain mo at nang mapaghandaan ng recipe? (Kailangan ko maghanda ng mga lulutuin for Nathan).
Nathan: Tahong at kabebe pwede na.
I was 25 when I was waiting for the elevator, nang biglang dumating yong isang officemate at sabay na kaming nag aabang ng elevator. Yong lalaki na to never nawalan ng sexual innuendo sa akin. We were officemate since I was 22. Medyo sanay na ako sa mga birit nya.
"Ui! Antoinette ikaw pala yan!" masiglang bati ni Mark.
I nodded my head in acknowledgement. Maaga pa lang at di pa ako gising. Rich kid itong si Mark so nakatira sya somewhere in some village in Manila. Other than that wala na akong ibang alam sa kanya.
"Nakita kita may ka-date ka kahapon at hindi si Ron yong kasama mo. Nanlalalaki ka ba?" Nakangiting aso na parang ewan tong si Mark.
"Hmm malaking problema kung mambababae ako." patay mali lang akong nakaharap at naghihintay makarating sa ground floor … yong hinihintay na elevator.
Si Mark, na officemate ko, ay medyo peste sa buhay ko noong una. Pinahamak na kasi ako nito minsan. Nag email ng medyo bastos at tamang-tama nabuksan ko ito habang dumaan sa likuran ko yong isang nanay na 46 years old na officemate namin. Nag-iskandalo ito at napasusmaryosep pinagtatawanan tuloy ako ng mga officemates ko. Wala daw sa itsura ko (na parang di makabasag pinggan) na mahilig sa ganun! Litse talaga tong si Mark. Tiningnan ko ng masama si Mark na tahimik humahagikhik.
Naalala ko pa isang hapon (ibang incident naman)… parang ganito din. Kaming dalawa lang yong nag aabang sa elevator. Actually mga 1:45 na yata yon… siya naman yong nauna nang dumating ako humahangos makahabol (paano kasi umuwi ako para lang makipagsex kay Ron).
"Ui! Antoinette, bakit humihingal ka pa? Siguro galing ka sa quickie noh?" there is that ngiting aso na naman.
"Hindi ah. Eh ikaw bakit ngayon ka lang din?!." Litseng lalaki. Namula ako ng maalala yong pinaggagawa namin ni Ron just few moments ago.
For four years ganun kaming dalawa lagi…. But on that 4th year parang napapansin ko na si Mark. Nararamdaman ko na minsan pag may kausap ako sa phone, lumilingon siya at tumitingin sa akin. Kapag nakatingin naman ako sa kanya umiiwas naman sya ng tingin, shit bakit parang nilalandi ako nitong si Mark. Na curious tuloy ako at pag aralan ang mga kilos nya.
Minsan I can sense him behind me several times…. I know kasi tumataas din yong temperature ko. I can smell him, he smells so good. Was he trying to smell me too? I so hate this.
One Christmas, may presentation yong team, at may make-up artist to make us look good. So it was my turn to be served. Nang dumating si Mark.
"Ang ganda ni Antoinette oh." Sabi ni Mark. Napuno ng kantyaw yong opisina.
"Si Antoinette pala yong type mo Mark, akala namin Liz. Kung kailan ikakasal na yang si Antoinette saka ka naman pumapapel". Sabi ng isang single mom na 50 years old na officemate namin.
Si Liz yong isang officemate, na maganda at maputi na matagal na nyang ka loveteam pareho kasi silang walang gf, bf.
Paano ba naman napansin din kami ni Mark na nanood ng Japanese anime (naghahanap kasi kami ng idea for the presentation) sa isang sulok at yong discussion nauwi sa movie review na akala mo porn yong pinapanood.
"Hoy Mark, wag mo na purmahan yang si Antoinette, ikakasal na yan." sigaw naman yong isang senior na kasamahan naming lalaki.
Umiinit yong mukha ko buti na lang ang kapal ng make up. Hindi ko naman type si Mark dati kaya lang parang lately I can really feel him.
Meron syang ginawang solo performance sa presentation. All those time he was looking at me… As if his performance was for me. It's a song and dance.
That same day when I was 25, noong hapon na yon, pauwi na ako. Hinabol ako ni Mark sa elevator.
"Sandali bababa din ako." pakshit! Lagi kaming naiiwan dalawa sa elevator.
As usual may pa-kanta kanta pa ang mokong… habang nakangiti sa akin.
"Mukhang nakascore ka na ah. Ano may lovelife ka na?" Nakangiti lang ako…
"Antoinette, sino nga yong ka date mo kahapon?" tanong na naman nya ulit yong tanong nya kaninang umaga.
"Saan mo ba ako nakita?" tanong ko naman….
"Sa may Rockwell."
"Ahh yon… si Mr Rey yon, client sa sideline ko (nagsasideline kasi ako noong gumawa ng financial statements for loan applications). Teka lang bakit ka nga pala nandoon?"
"May date din ako. Kaya lang noong nakita kitang may kasamang sugar daddy... muntik ko na makalimutan yong date ko."
"Ah hahaha. At least di mo ginawa yong dati…"
Dati kasi may ka date itong si Mark ng nakita nya akong dumaan, iniwan nya yong date nya at hinabol ako.
At ang nakakahiya talaga ay gusto nya samahan ko sya habang ka date nya yong girl! Na ginawa ko naman. Hayon tatlo kaming nagdate. Na OP tuloy yong girl. Syempre basted sya. I was 22 then.
"Hmmm musta naman si date... Im sure she is one hot chick.?"
'Di ko alam Antoinette. Parang di ko type yong smell nya.'
'Hah??!! Gaano ba kalapit si girl for you to make that comment.' This man is hopeless.
Lumapit sya sa akin. Close enough so I can also smell his clean scent. Ang bango bango ni Mark. He was much too close for comfort (amoy mamahaling pabango ng Rustans).
"Finally nakarating din tayo sa ground floor…. Sge hah… bye Mark." at bumukas na yong elevator.
My stay in that company was a happy one because of him. Pag may okasyon at late kami nakakauwi, lagi nya ako inihahatid sa apartment. Minsan may mga kasama, minsan naman kaming dalawa lang. I don't know if he feels anything for me. Iniisip ko rin na sa sobrang tagal namin magkasama bakit kung kailan paalis na ako sa kompanya saka ko lang nakita yong mga panlalanding ginawa ni Mark.
I saw him again last year. I was working in this bank and got lost. When the door opened, I couldn't believe my eyes (I was just thinking about him).
There he is in front of me. He too was also lost. I should really stop thinking about something. Sometimes the universe will deliver them in front of me and I wouldn't know what to do. If only the delivery doesn't have any clothes on probably by instinct I know what to do but that's a damn empty way to live. He is still single by the way and I am still oh well double.
Ni wra-wrap up ko pag edit sa story na to when my skype id has an incoming call. Si Nathan. Matagal na kaming hindi nagkakausap. A few weeks back, sinabi nya kasi sa akin na may nililigawan na sya. Alam ko na yong ganitong eksena eh. Ginawa nya na to dati. That time, I bid him good fuck er good luck, ended the sex part but kept him as friend. Pero this time, I ended both (sex part and the friendship part) na ikinalilito namin pareho. Hindi tinanggap ni Nathan yon. I can just imagine the torture he is feeling samantalang ako petiks lang at pa comment-comment pa sa tambayang FSS. Minsan nadidistract ako at naiisip din sya. Kasi sa totoo lang i missed him so much.
So, I told him to live his life that I don't necessarily have to be in it anymore… That one day if I know the reason why I ended the friendship part, I will just send him an email. I did send out the email and forgot him. Bakit kaya tumatawag si Nathan? Sinagot ko na rin yong call and saw his handsome face once more.
Me: O, Bakit?
Nathan: Di ka sumasagot sa ym.
Me: Pasensya na, I did not get your message. Ano ba yong message mo?
Nathan: Which airport ka ba sa Viet Nam?
Me: Huh?! Anong gagawin mo sa Viet Nam?
Nathan: Dadalawin kita. I am booking my ticket now.
Me: For how long? Kailan?
Nathan: A week. On my birthday.
Me: SGN-HCMC that is the airport.
Nathan: Thanks Antoinette.
Me: Nathan… (my mind was still processing… ang slow ko yata that day)
Nathan: Ui, Okay ka lang?
Me: Tama… kailangan mo na nga pumunta dito para walang miscommunication. (noong magsink in na sa utak ko lahat)
Nathan: Oo, para pasok na pasok yong communication natin at walang misunderstanding.
Tahimik lang ako...Parang naalala ko yong sinulat ni Starst about the Pussy.. " is not the face that launched a thousand ships—as in the Trojan war. It is a pussy that launched a million and one ships." Or Graccubus' poem about A long Way to Pussy.
Me: Okay. Ano pala mga kinakain mo at nang mapaghandaan ng recipe? (Kailangan ko maghanda ng mga lulutuin for Nathan).
Nathan: Tahong at kabebe pwede na.
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