Breakfast in Bed

I thought it was just going to be another day at the hotel. I was just planning on enjoying breakfast with the company of a good book but I was wrong. Boy, was I so wrong!

I was done with the first course which consisted of an omelet and a couple of strips of bacon when you arrived. I saw you standing in front of my table when I came back with a piece of grilled salmon, a piece of bread and some cheese. I looked around and the tables were all filled up. I offered the other seat on my table. You graciously accepted. 

In between bites of bread, you asked for my name. It was only then that I got a good look of you. You were of Indian descent and is in Manila for business. You worked in a bank and have been here for more than 40 days. You excused yourself to get a bagel. You were 5'11ish and you had a very nice butt. I giggled.

In between sips of coffee, you asked me a question that caught me by surprise. I was after all just there to have breakfast. I am clean. I am virginal. I am Tristan, remember?

"So tell me, why are there so many gays in the Philippines?"

I blushed.

"Why, have you been picked up yet?", I asked back.

You laughed.

"No, not really. It's just that in my team there are a million gays and that makes me curious."

"Curious to try it out?", I asked again.

Then it was your turn to blush.

"Are you homophobic by any chance?", I asked.

"No, I'm fine with them."

"Good..."

You looked confused.

"I'm sorry Tristan. I did not mean to ask you if you were..."

I smiled.

"Yes, I am."

You blushed again.

"You know I have not had sex for more than forty days.", you claimed.

Somehow I believed you.

"Well, now that you've mentioned it, I almost forgot how long has it been since the last time...", I replied.

"Oh wait, it was yesterday.", I giggled inside.

"Why?", you asked.

"I've been a good boy for a long time now...", I lied.

"Oh... why is that? Do you have a boyfriend?"

I paused.

"Nah. I refuse to deal with complications at this time.", I lied again.

You smiled.

"If I may ask, have you ever thought of having sex with a guy?", I inquired.

"Well, not really...", you replied.

"But I guess now would be a good time to try...", you continued.

I felt cold. My knees trembled. Something awoke.

"So maybe we can move the party elsewhere?", I replied with wink and a smile.

"Good idea.", you said as you winked back.

And just like that, I realized that if I were to look gorgeous when get to the States, I should skip the the waffles. So I did.