Quite a few years back I used to travel regularly to Amsterdam for work. I would be housed somewhere in the Dutch capital for a week or so at a time and return every month or so. I regularly ended up in the same hotel downtown and would visit the same cafe regularly for coffee and sometimes food. I was in my 40s at the time.

A waitress there, named Erica, would chat to me as she gave me the coffee and we would chat on all sorts of things. One Sunday as I walked around Amsterdam I saw her alone reading in a park and I started chatting again. I noticed she was flirting with me much more this time. She offered to show me around some of the great museums as that was part of her university degree. I told her only if we could have a drink after. She agreed.

We had a great day and she told me she would meet at the bar near my hotel as she had to pop home to drop her laptop off.

I waited at the bar and she arrived dressed to the “nines”. I commented it was only a drink. She made an excuse that she was catching up with friends later. So we drank.

She asked if I was staying in the same hotel and I told her I was staying in a nicer room this time that had a view of the canal. She wanted to see it. I told her what would people think if I escorted her to my room. She told me they would think I was lucky.

We ended up in the room. She the. Told me that she was not meeting friends and did I like what she wore. I told her she looked stunning. Without any notice she dropped her dress revealing lingerie. What about now she asked. She was stunning. Her skin was nice and toned as her mother was Jamaican and dad was as Dutch.

She revealed she liked older men and wanted more than coffee. She kissed me and groped me. She replied “oh daddy, you have something in your pants for me”. I was hers.

We kissed, got naked, we 69d till she came a few times and then had sex. We both loved it as it was both sensual and fulfilling for both of us. She was stunning and I was both shocked and happy she wanted me.

She told me she wanted to do this from the first time she met me. Let’s just say we met a few more times over the next few months.