I have been on SH and a few platforms for a while. Looking for someone close by who wants a physical outlet and doesn't want to change their relationship status. I keep getting more and at times exclusive male interest. I ignore most. When Telegram still allowed sharing locations, I joined some local groups to achieve a similar effect. An exceptionally prolonged slump in adult activities, with my wife, had me a bit more desperate for attention than usual. I reached out to someone who said they lived close by, only to find out they had moved to Somerset West. However, work brought them this side of the work on occasion.

I work in an office park. During the approach of Christmas break app, 2025, the office park was nearly empty. I scouted a low-traffic building as a plan for a possible meet which appeared to had taken shape. Whoever would agree to come out and meet me, would have to sign in at the gate. Which gave me a sense of comfort about my security and potential mate, too. Public smoking areas allowed for random chats without raising an eyebrow, though I don't smoke. We can meet and see how things pan out.

I posted a meet on SH. No bites. Random telegraph from S, now in Somerset West, who expressed an interest in giving bjs. Also said he will be about. It's worth a try. I hoped to be alone in the office so It wouldn't lead to me having to explain my absence. My hardworking colleagues had other ideas. I was also 'working hard', but the thought of someone being interested in me and my body left me enticed. We eventually agreed to meet in a bathroom, giving up on the public low-pressure meet to spend less time away from my office.

My mind was racing. Don't s**t where you eat keeps running through my mind, but my other head really wanted the attention. I stepped out of the office to the agreed meeting place. I said hi really nervously and not much else. He responded with similar. It appeared, he noticed I presented nervousness. He suggested we can take things slow. I answered with, "I am, but let's see how it goes." I asked, if It is fine in standing, he indicated with a nod which clarified a yes. I unbuckled my belt. He kissed me on my neck, while it wasn't unpleasant, I realized I had no urge to kiss a man and told him. Sorry, but I don't feel comfortable kissing you, to explain what felt like cold behavior in the circumstances. He was okay and understanding with that. Then ,his head moved down as he got on his knees.

I remember closing my eyes and simply savoring the sensation. I still get tingles recollecting what happened. He knew what he was doing. Not sure where he wanted me to cum, I warned him I was close. He took me into his mouth, staring up at me and then ... release, sweet release. I rode the wave of euphoria for the rest of that day. Not wanting to kiss, I bid him farewell and went back to work. I shared my euphoria from the experience afterwards via Telegram. I wondered if my colleagues wondered why I was smiling so broadly the rest of the day.

The experience leaves me reflective; perhaps I am slightly bi. Mostly, I am just happy to have found an outlet for release. Also a bit guilty, it was a one-sided meet, but I comfort myself in, that is what was arranged beforehand. It also made me realize how much pleasure I derive from my partner's pleasure, not just my own.