I was working for a large equipment manufacturing company. A not for profit project wanted to deliver water from a river to a village and for that they needed a large diesel driven pump. Our company agreed to deliver the pump as a donation. The project was being led by sociology department head at a Georgia university.

We began our contact by phone and followed by e-mail. The pump had to be designed to handle the river water, in addition, the installation shack, diesel power, diesel storage, logistics all had to be designed. The professor knew a lot about sociology and the village in particular, but nothing about engineering or about hydraulics. He and I exchanged e-mails as the days went by.

I began to appreciate his purpose for this project and he began to understand the complexities for it. Two or three e-mails a day flowed back and forth, not all of them about the project, as we got to know each other we exchanged private events, other things that were going on in our lives. We exchange photographs, I sent him several project photographs of a project I had worked on in Bolivia and he sent me photographs of his team. He was a handsome man, in his late fifties, and he complimented me and I him and an exchange of double entendres continued.

We pushed the limits, I would read his emails and get an erection, we spoke on the phone, agreed that we needed to meet. I worked with my company to sponsor him to come to our plant, we would have a photo op, write an article for the company magazine. We agreed that we wanted to meet personally first, to get to know each other better. I got brave and sent him a picture of me in a swim suit at the beach from the summer before, he sent me some pictures of himself, we agreed that we both lived in the lap of luxury and there was nothing better than to share those bounties with someone who could appreciate them.

He flew into town, we had him registered at the Hilton close to our office. I took off early to go meet him. I called him from the lobby and he said to come up to his room. When I arrived he offered me a seat in the only chair and apologized that he needed to change clothes. He undressed and stood in the room in his boxer shorts and nothing else, I was getting an erection which I tried to hide. He stripped off his boxers and stood naked in front of me for a minute making small talk and bent over to look for a change of clothes in his suitcase.

He walked over to me and stood naked in front of me, and showed me two pair of socks and asked me which one was black and which one was blue. I gently reached up and grabbed his penis in my hand and asked if he minded, he responded that he was wondering how long he was going to have to wait before I asked. I put his penis in my mouth, had been waiting so long to savor it, the weeks of emails and phone calls, and now he was here and I had his penis in my mouth. I gently rubbed his leg and he ran his hand over my head as I savored and enjoyed giving all my attention to his penis.

My erection got difficult, held back in my pants. I worked my belt lose and then my pants and let my erection out and I was stroking it with one hand while stroking him with the other and sucking and tasting his penis with my mouth. He stepped back and said he wanted to help me and sat on the bed and asked me to walk over. He took my penis and put it in his mouth and worked my pants down, I kicked my shoes off and stepped out of my pants as he worked on my penis.

After a few minutes he said we needed to get to know each other much better before we went to dinner, and he helped me out of my shirt and I took off my socks. He went into the bathroom and came out with a towel and a tube of lubricant. He asked me to get on the towel and lean back and he proceeded to generously apply the personal lubricant on my hole, he fingered me a couple of times and asked me if I was ready and at the shake of my head he approached the side of the bed and he inserted his penis in as far as he could go, he followed by leaning over me and inserting the remaining half of his penis and to slowly thrust and release, and thrust and release while he asked me if I was doing ok.

I handled my penis, obtaining and losing erection as he slowly continued to fuck me. He leaned all the way over and laid a kiss on my lips and increased the tempo of his thrusts until he satisfied himself and ended in a prolonged climax. He withdrew and we used the towel to clean ourselves before getting dressed and going out to dinner.

I am as careful as I can be, but that evening as we prepared for dinner, we had sex the way you are supposed to have sex, skin on skin, nothing to interrupt the pure joy of feeling the completeness of having an erect penis penetrate your very soul.