Chapter 5
A year into the business, we had some small successes, our business wasn’t doing well. Unlike what David and I predicted, price of crude had not gone beyond US$50 per barrel, and our inventory did not move as what we had expected. Our margins were low, and we were stuck with a high level of inventory. Soon our cash were soon tied up in our inventory and the holding cost, and our company was stuck with a huge amount of debt.
I spent days and nights in the office, sometimes with David and sometimes alone, strategizing and thinking about the future of the company. At the same time thinking about how we can meet the debt obligations. There were times, when the banks called up to press for payment, and David and I would have to call our customers to hurry their payment. That was not good for our relationship.
Thankfully, each time I stayed late in office, Vivian would be there to accompany me, making me coffee, or ginseng tea, briefing me about my itinerary the following day. Most importantly, she would help me characterize my clients according to their habits, preference, way of speaking, etc. This helps me a lot when dealing with different clients, and I was able to conclude deals quickly thanks to her help. Sometimes, Vivian would also follow me to meet with my clients, and she soon started to pick up the ropes. Vivian would soon become my trusted confidant in both work and personal life.
Michelle and Cheryl would sometime want to delivery dinner to me at the office, and to prevent them from meeting each other, I would pass my handphone to Vivian after 6pm. She would always make sure the two do not come at the same day. Of course, she knew I was cheating on my wife. She even knew about the nights I had with Nancy.
A few more months passed, and our financial situation was in an even worsened state. We managed to pay the staffs, but from David and my pockets. We were not sure how long we could last. I sold my Bentley in exchange for a Mercedes, and got back about $300k, which was hardly enough for the loan repayment.
One evening, when I returned home, there were 2 men waiting for me at my place. I recognized them in an instant. It was Danny, my private banker, and the Paul, the VP of corporate loan. They were at my place to deliver a simple message, as I have been one of their top clients, that the loans are not being serviced. They are giving us 7 days notice to pay the remaining sum owing or the bank will seek to liquidate the company, and repossess my house.
While I have been in different financial troubles, this was by far the biggest one, and I could end up losing everything. I called David, and he too had his visit by his banker.
The next morning, we had a meeting with all the staffs in the office to explain our financial situation, and prepare them for the worst. We had still owed the bank about $83m. Our current inventory is worth about $100m, but there have been no buyers, unless discounted until $60m. One of the main reasons of our poor inventory turnover was our relatively new company, which we have yet established ourselves as a valuable and reliable source of supply. Hence, even if we liquidate all our inventory at $60m, we would still be faced with $23m of deficit, and not to mention a 15 days credit terms. We had to negotiate with the banks or it would be a dead end for us.
That night, I stayed in the office the whole night, thinking and strategising the negotiation with the bank. Time was not on our side. Soon it was almost 12am. I gave a call to Michelle, telling her that I was still doing some work and would be home late. Michelle, in her usual sweet voice, would always tell me be careful, and not to drink too much coffee. She would then call Vivian to tell her to make ginseng tea for me instead of coffee. Even amongst these entire series of event, with bankers calling and visiting our house, she has never asked a single question, although she was well aware of the situation.
I was very focused on my computer that when Vivian walked in with my tea, I didn’t even notice her. It was only when she put her hands on my shoulder to give me a massage when I realized she was in the room. As it was already very late, I told Vivian to go home first. She refused and told me that as my staff, she would attend to me until I go home. Without realizing it myself, I held her hands, stood up, and said “Thank you”. I then stroked her hair, and kissed her on the lips. She was rather taken aback by my actions. Then she kissed me back, and we frenched. I broke the kiss and asked the question.
Me: Will you be my mistress too (even though I may not be able to afford one more)?
Vivian: No. I am only your staff. You are my mentor and we stop only at that.
She kissed me again, and I kissed her back. I sat back down on my chair, and she sat on me. Slowly she removed her clothes, revealing her figure. Vivian is about 162cm, with a figure of 34B-24-34. While she doesn’t have the beauty and charm of Michelle and Cheryl, her young and innocent look is enough to melt any man’s heart.
Vivian: You have your needs and I have mine. What we do is merely because of each other’s need. And please don’t try to pay me.
Me: …
Vivian continued to kiss me as she undressed me. She then knelt down on the floor as she removed my pants and underwear. She leaned her lips closed to my dick, gave it a slight lick and smell.
Vivian: You smell today, so no BJ for you. Next time.
Vivian then proceeded to sit on me. Slowly she put my dick into her. Man… she was wet, and yet very tight. I could sense that Vivian was already very horny. I gave her boobs a squeeze, as she began to ride me. It was one of the best office sex I ever had. As Vivian rode me, her hand shifted from my neck to her breast, and she began to caress them, while I held her back to steady her.
Up and down, up and down. Coupled with the “Arh, arh arh…” moaning, I could soon feel the pressure in me. “Vivian, I’m cumming.”
Vivian: Wait… I am cumming too. Wait for me and cum inside me. I’m safe today.
Not wanting to disappoint her on our first time, I bit my lips and tried to held back my cum. Vivian’s riding became faster, her moaning became more sultry and louder, while the pressure between my groins become more unbearable. Then, I could not control it any further, and I shouted “I’m cumming!”
Vivian: Arh…. yes…. I’m cumming too… arh!!!!
We came together and I shot my seeds inside her. Vivian cleaned herself and me up with tissues, and put on her clothes. She then took my tea out and returned with a new cup, pretending as though nothing has ever happened. I was impressed.
That night I sent Vivian home, feeling a happy man even though I was bogged down by the huge debt of the company.
When I got home, Michelle was waiting for me at the living room. She could see I was tired. Without any questions asked, she simply gave me a tight hug, and kissed me on the cheeks, and whispered into my ears “You must be tired. I’ll prepare the water, and you can take your bath.” Guilt overcame me.
Before I could reply, the phone rang. It was David.
Chapter 6
David: Where are you?
Me: Just got home. What’s up?
David: Turn on the TV. Go to CNN.
I switched on the TV. Without going to CNN, I could already sense what happened. On the screen were tankers, fighter jets, soldiers. The Bush administration declared war on Iraq. This could be a turn of luck for us.
Me: Let’s talk tomorrow.
That night I could not sleep and spent the entire night in the study room. In a few hours, I built several financial models, and prepared a proposal to deal with the banks. When I finished, it was already 5am. I sent a sms to both Paul and Danny (my bankers). “I need to see the two of you at 11am. My office. Urgent.”
I also sent a sms to all the people in the office. “Meeting at 8.30am. I don’t take no for an answer.” It was my first and only time sending such sms. However, it was a crisis and the employees understood. I reached office at 8 am and to my surprise, Vivian was already there. She helped me print out my proposal while I set up the meeting room. At 8.30am, we started the meeting. There I presented my case to everyone, showing my prediction how prices would go up as the war goes on. I also presented my case on how to deal with the bank on our loan. Everyone exchanged several ideas, and I made some last minute changes to my plan.
At 11am, it was show time. All along in business, I relied on confidence. I always felt that while substance matters over form, the latter can bring you places, or at least buy you time. As Danny and Paul walked into the office, I had all the staffs sitting in the conference room. It was the office against 2 people.
Me: Alright gentlemen, let me keep this short and simple. If you want your money back within 6 days, it’s going to be impossible, plus we still have 2 more years to our repayment date. You have read the news, and you know what’s going on. Crude is already nearing US$50 per barrel, and once it hit the big 50, there would be no turning back. Here’s what I propose, I’m going to offload a little of my inventory at today’s price. This would cover some of the interest and the last instalment. You give me another 12 months. In these 12 months, there would be no repayment, and you would continue to charge interest. At the end of these 12 months, we will make a full repayment with interest stretched to the full term of the loan, i.e. you earn a 1 year interest without risk.
I went on to present my case, showing them the model I built over the night.
Paul was very keen and we exchanged some very good ideas. Soon it was decision time.
Paul: I like you Peter, and I think you are a very good businessman, but 1 year is a stretch for me. Can you take 6 months?
Me: Give me 9 months. If I repay by 6 months, you will waive 6 months of interest, reducing your profits by half. Deal?
Paul: Deal.
Chapter 7
Over the next 6 months, the business took off like a rocket flying to the moon. We earned huge profits and managed to pay off the loan on time. The end of one worry is usually the beginning of another. The only difference that it wasn’t about money this time. For the past 6 months, I had slept with Nancy only twice after our little trip to Shanghai. More was to come.
Maintaining relationship was a very key element to the success of the business. Networks have gotten us far and wide. One day, I received a sms from my golfing kaki, Alex, the guy who “bao-ed” Vivian. The sms was simple “Next weekend, golf at Admiral. Lobang for you. MO Cl 1.” I replied “Ok”. In a short sms, there were 4 main messages, first is golf at Shanghai Admiral Club, second was a deal I might be interested in, third was there would be a class 1 mass orgy, and fourth, I need a girl.
Mass orgies was not really my cup of tea, and I had only done it a few times. However, whenever Alex arranged a mass orgy, the participants were always some big shot and I closed a number of deals with many of these people. I guessed this was no different. Alex set some rules for mass orgies and divided the different types into classes 1 and 2.
A class 2 mass orgy involved social escorts where a few thousand bucks will do the trick. A class 1 mass orgy has to be someone the participant has known for at least 6 months. Apart from beauty and figure, class is a mandatory requirement. Condoms are prohibited and all participants have to do a health check including a PCR HIV test.
I thought hard of who to bring this time round. After a minute of deep thought, I called Danny, my banker and dialled a four number extension on my phone. “Nancy, are you free tonight?”
I booked a suite at the Shangri-La hotel and met Nancy at 8pm at the lobby. All eyes were on her as she walked into the lobby. The red gown hugged her body, showing off her perfect figure. She showed some cleavage, not too much and the slit on came to just slightly above knee level. Her makeup was light, but the red lipstick made her lips look just sensuous. There was only one word to describe her – SEXY. The woman knows how to fish.
In the suite, we opened a bottle of champagne. Both of us knew what was to come and already had a light dinner. We sat on the sofa and looked at each other in the eye. “I missed you…” she whispered softly and placed her hands on my thighs, working her way up my groin. I kissed her on the lips and pulled the shoulder lace off her gown. I pulled her closer and kissed her neck down to her shoulders. After a little kissing and touching, Nancy broke off and slowly took off my belt. She pulled of my pants, leaving my underwear and slowly licked my dick through the underwear. In no time, my underwear was soaked with her saliva. Slowly, she pulled out my rock hard rod and kissed it, leaving her red lipstick mark on my balls and on my shaft. Then in one swift move, she swallowed my dick and began to deep throat me, never gagging a single time. I was in heaven. By now, my aching groin needed action real badly. I pushed her head away and carried her into the bedroom.
I threw Nancy on the bed, and there she lay, still dressed in her body hugging gown. The gown was pulled up by my toss and showed her thigh, the angle just missing her pussy. The zip at her back was already undone and her D-cupper was now half exposed. She put a finger on her lips, giving me a CFM look and whispered “Come, fuck me”. No sane person needed a second invitation. This was too much to take. I pulled her into doggy style, lifted her gown and inserted my shaft into her pussy. She wasn’t too wet, but by now, I couldn’t care less. I was too horny. I fucked her hard for a good 15 mins doggy style and wanted to shift to missionary. Before I could make her lie down, she pushed me onto the bed and started to ride me. “Now I am fucking horny” she moaned.
She untied her hair and pulled her gown further down, fully showing off her ample breast. As she rode, she squeezed her breast and pinched her nipple softly “Ahhh… fuck… ahh… I’m very… ahhh…. horny…” she moaned. She rode for 10 mins and let out a loud moan “ohhhh…….!” I knew she came and collapsed onto my chest. My fully erected dick still inside her. “I want more…” she moaned.
I pushed her off me and started to fuck her missionary. Before long she came for a second time and I haven’t even shot off my first load yet. Guess age was catching up. I have no idea what came over me that night, but I wanted to have more than sex. After Nancy came for the second time, I pulled her back to doggy style again. Took out some KY from the drawer and placed some on her asshole.
Nancy: No..! I haven’t been fucked there before…
Me: There’s always a first time, right?
“Don’t want…” It was too late. I was too hard and the KY made it easy for me to enter. “Argghhh!!!” She gave out a loud moan, her hands now clutching the bed sheet tightly. She was in pain. This made me even hornier and I began to pump her. She was right. She has never been ass-fucked and she was tight. 5 mins, 10 mins, by then we were fucking for almost an hour. Nancy was still in pain, but at the same time, she was getting wetter. I pulled out and told her to hold still in doggy style. I pulled open the drawer where the KY was kept and took out 2 vibrating dildo where I had prepared. I inserted one into her ass and the other into her pussy. I put the mode to max and switched on the vibrator. “OH MY GOD!!!! OHHHH…. This feels fucking good!!! OHHH….!!!!”
Nancy was still wearing her gown which was now just a cover for her stomach. Then her gown slid down her thighs. I tore part of it off. The remaining gown covered just a tiny part of her body and sweat was soaking through it. There the slut remains in doggy position, moaning as her ass and pussy was being fucked by 2 artificial dicks.
Nancy’s moan got louder and I knew she was going to come again. I climbed to the top of the bed and she knew what I wanted. She opened her mouth and I put my entire dick into her. Now she was fucked in all her holes at the same time. “Mmm… Mmm… MMMM!!!!” Nancy came for the third time and by then I could feel my balls pushing all my sperm up my dick and I shot the entire load in her mouth into her throat. She choked and started coughing, lying sideways. I pulled out the dildo and I realized Nancy has stopped coughing. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth half opened. Cum was flowing out of her mouth and she had fell asleep. I covered her with a blanket and went to shower myself.
After the shower, I downed a bottle of mineral water. Man, I was dehydrated. I sat on the sofa. Feeling hungry, I took a look at the room service menu. However, the sex has really taken a toll on me, and I dozed off looking at the menu.
I woke up, finding myself covered with a blanket. Nancy was leaning against my shoulder.
Nancy: You are awake.
Me: Ya, and feeling hungry. Shall we get something to eat?
Nancy: Ok.
We looked at the menu. I ordered a fried rice while she took a grilled salmon. Just then, the doorbell rang. “So fast?! Not even 5 mins yet.” Nancy quipped.
Me: It’s for me.
I opened the door and a bellboy handed me a thick envelope. I sat down beside Nancy.
Me: I have a proposal for you.
I explained to her about the mass orgy in Shanghai and that I wanted her to participate as my partner. I explained to her that she might be fucked by about 7 to 10 men and even some women. I also explained that she has to be fucked raw, and morning after pills would be prepared. Nancy kept quiet listening to me. She was struggling with herself. She knew my request would come with a prize and she guessed the prize lies in the envelope I was holding, but this is an entire different order even for her. It was degrading for her. Nancy graduated with top class honours from a local university and holds an Ivy League MBA. Sure, she slept with bosses and clients before, but those were for the objective of fulfilling her ambitious career. Letting herself be used by 7 to 10 men was entirely different. Sensing her struggle, I decided to go for the kill.I opened the envelope, and took out the stack of $1,000 cash. Cold hard cash always do the trick.
Me: There’s $50,000 over here, and another $80,000 for you once we are back.
Nancy: I need to think about it.
Me: You know how I work. It’s either you do it or I’ll find someone else.
Nancy: … I’ll do it.
Chapter 7
The week passed quickly. Nancy and I had our health check done, and we were all clear to go to Shanghai. The flight was on a Thursday afternoon, and Michelle couldn’t send me off. I met Alex and other golfing kakis and some really stunning beauty. As Nancy and I were in office during the day, we were dressed in our office wear, which was common for me.
Alex: Ah… Office lady huh? Something new this time. Ah Boy, Peter, you are really creative.
I introduced Nancy to the group. This woman really has skills. In no time, she was chatting happily with the group. There were 8 of us in total, 4 men and 4 sex goddesses. Alex explained that we would be meeting with 4 big shots in China. One is the chairman of one of the largest property development company in China. Two others were the Managing Directors of one of the largest chemicals and lubricants manufacturing company. The last person was perhaps the most important of all. He sits as one of the most influential party members in China. All business transactions with his blessings will be successful.
Over the years, the class 1 mass orgy has evolved from a typical mass orgy into an exceptional one. Each time, everyone tries to outdo each other by bring a more beautiful woman, someone who is better in bed, and someone who is more and more sociable. Compared to the rest, Nancy was only ordinary. Alex brought along an air-stewardess, who is a mixed Japanese and Chinese. At 1.7m, she stands taller than Alex with her heels. My other two kakis, Ben and Charles brought even more exciting company. Ben’s companion was a 28 years old private banker. Apart from an excellent body, she’s a really good talker. Charles’ companion was probably my favourite, at least before we reached Shanghai. She is 1.68m tall, a body of 36-24-36, and flawless fair complexion. She’s a 31 years old university professor majoring in languages, has 2 masters degrees and a PhD. She speaks 7 languages and exudes a kind of class that normally repels men who are less confident of themselves.
The flight to Shanghai on a Thursday afternoon was rather empty. The first class cabin consisted only the 8 of us. Thus we managed to move around quite easily, changing seats many times. We chatted happily and I hit it off especially well with Alex’s companion – Kristine. We talked about almost everything under the sun and she really impressed me with her exceptional knowledge around the world. A few drinks later, we were both high we started touching each other discreetly. I was a little worried at first, but after catching thumbs up sign from Alex, I decided to go all out.