It's 6am now. Indecisive skies loom over Manila, unsure if rain will pour.

Similarly, I am unsure if she will arrive, my planned rendezvous for the morning. It has been an hour since her last text.

To prevent my insecurities from ruining whatever slim chance I have of her arriving, I shall tell you a tale as I patiently await - or give up or trying.

I was 25 when I met Maude on Reddit.

We decided to meet first for drinks a short distance away from where we'll check-in. Get to know each other before we truly got to know each other.

She's a career woman. Top of her batch in her undergrads, her MBA, and pretty much everything she's in. She's also 15 years older than me.

She looks stunning. I've always been partial to women wearing corporate clothing, and she had worn them well. The very look of a woman at the top of her profession.

Yet one thing that drew me more than her clothes were her eyes. It looked pure and demure. It was screaming for me to dominate her, and bend her to my will. Like a flower begging to be picked.

Armed with the knowledge of how to please her, we quickly finished our drinks and checked in.

That's when I started to realize my initial assessment was wrong.

She began kissing me and taking off my clothes the moment we closed the door and locked it behind us. As soon as she had stripped all my clothes off, she pushed me onto the bed.

Something about her changed. Her pure demure eyes turned like a hawk, eyeing me like prey.

She held that gaze as she slowly stripped off her clothes to reveal her lingerie. At that moment I realized I wasn't looking at a flower, but a venus flytrap.

And I was the fly having gone inside. My fate was sealed, and she has me in her clutches.

She began to get onto the bed and slowly, yet masterfully, begin to give me what is honestly the best blowjob I have ever received. Her predator-like eyes never broke contact with mine, which was starting to look like I'm the prey.

Just before I was to reach the point of climax, she stopped. I was about to protest when she sat on my face and demanded I begin licking.

I did so without any hesitation, and I did so until I felt her legs slightly quake in ecstasy.

Then she layed down next to me, and bade me to get up and insert my tool inside of her. To please my new master with all of my being.

To make it short, I did, and she came some more.

I was mid thrust when I felt a tingle. I felt the call to climax, and just when I informed her, she pulled me in close and whispered into my ear:

Be a good boy and cum for mommy.

Those words are forever burnt into my mind. I could never recover from this.

The orgasm came instantly and intensely.

I plopped next to her, automatically exhausted from the intensity, when she told me to get up again.

I did so and she placed a pillow in the middle of the bed. Maude instructed me to lay down that bed as if I was a woman doing doggy.

I was hesitant but I complied quickly. I reminded myself of the safe words we agreed upon, ready to use them at any time.

I had been thinking about saying the soft end when she spread my ass cheeks and began licking.

It felt like my entire worldview shifted the moment she started rimming me. Like most men who had never experienced it, I thought it was weird and obscene. Totally unnatural.

I was wrong. To call it bliss that starts from your ass is an understatement.

I came buckets after that.

We spent the rest of the night taking turns fucking each other silly until the sun rose. We had a bit of breakfast, promised to meet again, and bade our farewells to one another.

We've met for a few times since then until we couldn't anymore.

To this day, I'm convinced that I came (pun unintended) across an actual succubus, or at least the closest living thing to one.

It's 7am now. The skies have finally decided to pour. My date's not coming anymore. Such is life in this world. I'll grab some breakfast.