The Man's Novels & Stories

Mukhang hindi nagustuhan ng lalaki ang kanyang sinabi. But no, the reason on why the man stopped was because he's starting to undress himself. Unti-unti nitong inaalis ang kanyang suot na damit. Hindi nito tinatanggal ang nakakaakit na tingin na ipinupukol nya kay Samara. The man wants the woman to crave for him. He unbuckled his belt and remobed his trousers. Mala-adonis ang katawan ng lalaki. Halatang naggigym dahil sa muscles, biceps, at abs nito. May ulam na. Kulang na lang ng pagkain.

“Ang ganda ng panahon ngayon. Halika, maglakad-lakad tayo sa labas. Nakaka-mold na sa loob!” Napatawa si Vaiana. “Sige po, tara.” Medyo mahina pa ang katawan ni Mr. Manzano, kaya kailangan pa rin nitong gumamit ng wheelchair. Maingat na sinuotan siya ni Vaiana ng jacket at sumbrero, sinigurong walang makakalusot na lamig sa katawan ng matanda. Nang makumpleto ang paghahanda, maingat niya itong inilabas ng kwarto.

Nakatingin lang sya sa kanyang harapan kaya napatingin din ako. Ang kaninang lungkot na nararamdaman ko ay napalitan ng kaba. The man standing wearing his business attire standing with a pride kahit na may edad na sya. Two bodyguards beside him. "What is he doing here?" inis na tanong ni Savannah.

Open siya para sa lahat at ang pagkakagawa dito ay para lamang kubo pero ang mga kagamitan ay halata na mamahalin. Mauupo na sana ako ng makita ko si Manuel na may kinakausap hindi kalayuan sa pwesto namin. Isa itong may edad na lalaki. May butas ang damit at kayumanggi ang kulay. He’s looking directly at me at kung makangiti ay akala mo’y may binabalak itong masama. Muli akong nag-iwas ng tingin at inabala ang sarili sa kambal.

Then a man's voice echoed from behind me. “Hi...!” I looked up to see who's talking and was mesmerized with what I saw. A very handsome man standing in front of me having a dark brown eyes, pointed nose, red lips, tall and mestiso, wearing a white shirt and a jogging pants, holding a pair of slippers on his hand. The guy was wearing a very attractive smile and a tantalizing eyes. I broke the silence, and stood up. “Yeah, sure! After all, I don't own this place so why not?”

Parang di-nag grade two ang mga to'. Saglit ay may isang dumulog sa akin. lumuhod at yumukong inilapit ang mukha. Hindi ko maaninag ang hitsura nito dahil lumalabo na ang paningin ko o dahil sa sinag ng araw sa tanghaling tapat. The man's silhouette is intimidating yet perfectly fine. "Miss, okey ka lang?" the voice is too deep, very baritone. Too good to be true.

Tila isang pahiwatig na ang araw na ito ay positibo at may magandang balita na dala. “Buona giornata a lei, signora Montreal.” {Good day to you Ms. Montreal.} I felt a spark of tension as a man with a neutral Italian accent greeted me behind my back. I turned slowly and glanced in the direction where the voice was coming from. I smiled at the man who was standing there, who appeared to be in his mid-30s. He is slightly taller than myself, with a fair skin and athletic physique. His entire body shows the features of a typical Italian businessman.

tila namatandang sabi ni Joyce as she stares at the subject of her interest. The man is probably 20 yards from them. Nakaupo ito sa isa sa mga beach chairs. May katabi itong isa pang lalake. Naka board shorts pareho ang mga ito but the man that Joyce is talking about stands out. Hubad baro kaya nakalitaw ang magandang katawan. She can't see his face because he is looking at the sea. (Luke)

Pero may kahalikan ito ngayon. My both brows furrowed when I saw the man she is kissing. At first I didn't believe because my vision may became blurry because of plenty alcohol I dranked. The man who bulky, you can tell it the way his biceps ripped by his black polo. The three button of his polo was unbutton and it showing his hot chest. Oh god, why I am describing an stranger man? But then, the light flashed at him, and because his tall I easily see him. Him, looking dangerously at me. My jaw dropped.

Hinahaplos pa nito ang pisngi nito at nangingislap ang mga mata. Ngumiti at bahagyang tumango ang matanda. Mukhang pagod ang matanda at mukhang nasasabak sa manual labor. Kita sa guhit sa mukha. Ang kamay ay pinanggigitiwan ng ugat. Mistulang batak na batak ang katawan nito sa pisikal na pagtatrabaho. Other than that, the man put forth an effort to look his best. Nakasuot ito ng maayos at malinis na polo at itim na slacks. "Okay lang kami ng anak ko, Ma'am. Maraming salamat po sa pag-estima."