I met my gf for dinner and the evening were spent as per usual. On my way home I thought about the day and wondered about my encounter with Denise. She’s hot and exciting but not my type. Other than the physical aspect, there were very little in common. I don’t think I know how to really differentiate between love and lust but I do know that if Denise were to be gone. There will be a longing but no genuine sadness. If it was my gf, I’d be totally depressed. So why should I be cheating ? Am I totally blameless as it was Denise who seduced me in the first place ? Takes 2 to clap and I’ve a hand in it…or at least a tongue and a finger..hahhaha.
I felt the guilt but not the remorse. I think that’s the thing that make guys bastard to girls. We tend to differentiate sex from love. I made love to my gf but have sex with Denise. So that’s different and it can be OK. Besides, I haven’t screw Denise yet. Let’s see what happens when it happens. Besides, I wouldn’t be seeing much of Denise over the next few days. No point fretting too much. That’s the luxury of being young, not having to think or care too much about the future.
Coming in the next day, I finished up the paper work and head over to Denise knows that I’ll be heading out to the site.
Denise : You’re ok on your own now ?
Me with a smirk : Always a lot more pleasurable with you around.
Denise : I reward well for a good job done.
Denise sat back in her chair and spread her legs. With her short skirt, it was easy to get a view of the lacy panties she had on.
Denise : Appetizer, a little pick me up to start the day. Kkekkeee.
Denise : OooHhh…you’ve got a pager for me to reach you ? (Handphones were the size of a brief case and cost you an arm and a leg back then)
Me : Yeah…
Off I went after giving her my pager number.
Schedule for the rest of the week was as such. Reporting into office in morning, tally up the tagging completed the day before and preparing for what needs to be done for the day. I’d spent most day at the site and heading back to the office when it’s about time to knock off. I’ll see Denise only in the morning and at the end of the day. Very little chance of the same encounter that we had.
As with most young execs and undergrads like me. Friday nights were party nights. Contrary to what you might be thinking, Denise was not the party sort. She is sort of a health freak who hardly drinks or smokes. I think the most unhealthy in-take that she had in a while was my cum. Too high in protein. Me ? With the spare cash, I’d be clubbing every week.
Was meeting gf and a bunch of clubbing kakis. Couldn’t remember where we went. Probably Fire, Chinoserie or Ridley’s.
When it was about 10ish got a page.
“351430”
I’m like, what the F
Next came a unfamiliar phone number. The party was just getting started but initial mysterious number got the better of me and I decided to find a pay phone to make the call.
Me : Who paged ?
Denise : It’s me, Denise. You’re outside ?
Me : Yes, clubbing with some friends. Was the earlier number 351430 from you as well.
Denise : Yup, that was to let you know it’s me.
Me : Huh ? Your IC number ? Hahhhahhhaahha !!!
Denise : Thought you’re smarter than that, look at it upside down.
Me : Ok…
Denise : That’s the closest that I could get the numbers to resemble my name.
Me : OooHhh…that’s right, pretty cute and convenient.
Denise : Hey, I’ve got some questions on the consolidated completion spreadsheet that you have done.
Me : Don’t tell me that you are still in the office ?
Denise : Not everyone gets to enjoy their Friday Ok ?
Me : Ok, what’s the question ?
We ran through some of the numbers and equipment codes but it was really difficult as I can’t remember what all the numbers are and what some of the codes meant.
Me : Hey…this is not working. We could be talking all night and be getting no where.
Denise : Sorry, I’ve got a Monday morning management presentation that I’m preparing with your datas.
Denise was sounding very stressed and depressed.
Me : I’ll call you back later. Don’t go home yet.
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Nope, I didn’t.
If you can keep with your patience and read till the end. You’ll get to the part of how and why it ended badly between Denise and me.
okay. no worries about patience. yours is a good story. will read till the end.
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TempLust
Don’t go home yet.
How to go home like that?
She’s stress and depress & you are high. Hahaha…
Please continue…
While walking back, I flipped over my mind what I need to do. Found my group of friends and took my gf one side.
Me : Hey, just spoke to my lady boss and she needs some helped with the work I’ve done.
Gf : Huh ? At this hour ?
Me : She’s got some big presentation on Monday and stucked with some of the stuff I’ve prepared for her.
Gf : Aiyah, you just a temp why care so much ?
Me : Not that, she told me that she’ll put this as OT on my timesheet and clocked it up a few additional hours. So, maybe we could go Bali just before school starts afterall.
We’ve always talk about visiting Bali. My gf was relatively well to do so it’s actually me having to cough up the cash to cover the travel expenses. Funny thing is, my family is better off than my gf’s but my parent has this concept that I should earn my keeps so that I can understand the value of money. I had to take up a study loan to cover my uni fees. My dad would only put his name in as the guarantor but not a single cent.
Gf : I dunno…
Me : You stay and once I’m done, I’ll come back here to meet you again.
We’re with some of my buddies and her gfs so I know that she will be fine on her own.
Gf : How long you going to take ?
Me : I’m not sure but this is my boss office number. Call me if you need me.
Showing her the number on the pager.
Gf : Ok…
We went back to the club and broke the news to our friends. I was like a wet blanket and friends were like teasing me for being a spoil sports. Although I know my gf hated the fact that I gotta go, she defended me and asked the friends to quit being assholes. This reaffirmed my conviction of my relationship with her.
I called Denise on the pay phone again
Me : Hey, gimme about half an hour to 45mins. I’ll come back to the office.
Denise : You don’t need to do that.
Me : Don’t take this as a favor, I want it as OT on my timesheet and you might consider clocking in a few additional hours.
Denise : HaaHahahAhaaaa…that sounds like a blackmail !!!
Me : Hey !!! That’s the only way that I can convince my gf to let me leave.
Denise : AaaWwwwWw….I thought you are doing this because it’s me.
Denise in a flirty manner : OK lah, you win. I’ll do everything you asked.
Me : See you in a bit.
Took a cab down and the moment I saw the security guard when I got out of the can, I knew immediately that I’ll be in for some trouble. My temp company pass was at home, it was already approaching midnight, I looked a little too young to be one of the office staff, I’m smelling of alcohol, I’m dressed for a party and I’m wearing my ear stud.
True enough, I got stopped and refused entry. I gave Denise’s number to him and was left waiting at one side while he made the call. He came back and with a fierce glare told me to wait. I don’t blame him, he is doing his job and I’ve just given him a scare for what supposedly should have been a peaceful Fri night.
Denise came down to the security guard post fetch me up and I had to surrender my IC and booked in. She was still in her office attire but there’s an obvious disarray and the day has taken it’s toll on her.
Once we are in the office building, Denise pulled me to a corner.
Denise : Security camera.
While I was looking at where all the cameras were. Denise hugged me and planted a kiss on my cheek.
Denise : Thanks for making the trip back.
Me trying to look not too please : And you owe me for the cab fare for getting back here.
Once we got to the office, I noticed how different it looks. It was totally deserted and quiet without the buzz of the economic soldiers during the day. Most areas are dark except the area where Denise’s workstation was.
I remarked : The atmosphere is different.
Denise tensing up : Huh ? Why ?Don’t tell me that you are feeling something spooky…
Me : No, just quiet plus there’s no air-con.
Denise slapping me on my arms : Idiot !!! Don’t scare me like that, I’ve still gotta work late here.
Me : Hahhahaa…I didn’t know that you are a scaredy cat
Denise flirting again : Yah, so what if I’m a pussy ? You got a problem with that ?
Me : OooHhh….I’ve never had a problem with pussies, yours especially.
Denise : Can smell the alcohol on you and it’s obviously making you bolder. Where were you ?
Me : Was out clubbing.
Denise : I’ve guess as much given the attire and the ear stud. I’ve been fooled by the you in the day.
Me : You mean you were fooled when I had my finger buried deep inside you ?
Denise : Hhahhahhaa….well it was kinda more exciting when I thought I was leading some innocent puppy astray.
Me : I’m an innocent puppy…I was lapping my tongue wasn’t I ?
Denise : HahHahhaha…..You’re killing me, you’re like some Dr Jerkll & Mr Hyde.
Me : I AM Dr Jerkll and you have met my Mr Hyde on the ladder.
Denise hugging me deep in her arms and looking up at me with a sweet smile.
Denise : Thank You TL.
Me : Why ? I’ve not done anything yet and I don’t even know if I can help with your presentation.
Denise : No, it’s for coming back and for making me laugh. I’ve be so stressed out all night.
Me : Think we better get started, I’m still hoping to go back and finish my party.
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TempLust
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Me : I’ll call you back later.
Don’t go home yet
.
How to go home? Not yet cum…
Upz u Mr Old Man with hot story.
Denise ran through the questions she had with the data that I had submitted to her and the various areas she had trouble reconciling. I took down the notes and said that I’ll verify that. I asked Denise what kinda presentation she intended to show and she explained to me what she was looking at delivering from the scope of work that I had done.
Me : How much of your presentation have you completed minus the portion relating to my area ?
Denise : Hhhmmmm…about 80%
Me : We’ll work concurrently. I work on getting the portion in my area all sorted out for you and you finish up on the remaining 20%.
Denise : OK
Just when I stood up to go, Denise’s phone rang. She stared at it in surprise.
Me : I gave your office number to my gf.
Denise picked it up and true enough, it was my gf. She passed the hand set to me.
Gf : How’s it going.
Me : I think I’ve got a rough idea where the problem is and just about to get started.
Gf : OK, page me when you are done in case we head off somewhere for supper.
Me : OK
After hanging up.
Denise : Gf checking up on you !!!
Me smiled : I’m safe as long as I am with the SPG here.
Denise : HahHahHhah…you are a real monster !!!
Me : Hey, stop calling my monster. He could hear and instead on working on your presentation, I’d be working on you.
Denise flirting again : Work before play, we can play later.
I went back to my workstation and worked on suspected to be the problem. True enough, it was the Query and the filtering. It was a 5mins fix and I got the corrected consolidated summary.
Me shouting over to Denise : You done with the presentation ?
Denise hollered back : Nope, a couple of more slides.
Well since I got the extra time, I started fiddling around with the data to come up with some correlation charts. Attached the finished work and emailed it to Denise.
Walked back to her desk, pulled a chair and sat there while I watched her worked on the presentation. She was in deep focus and hardly noticed my presence. In deep concentration, she’s pretty sexy that way. Finally she noticed I was sitting near her.
Denise : What ? Why you looking at me like that ?
Me : I just found you extremely sexy when you are concentrating.
Denise : Really ???
Me : Maybe cause of the resemblance to you working hard and trying to suck me off.
Denise slapping on my thigh : Stop working me up, we’ve still got work to do.
Me : Done, check your in-box.
Denise opened the attachment and paged through.
Me : Some charts I created, see if it might me useful.
I started explaining what these charts are.
Denise : These 2 are good but I don’t think the others are suitable.
Me : Ok, just use what you want.
Denise : Why did you create these charts ?
Me : Had the extra time on hand plus I think it beats the hell out of looking at a bunch of numbers.
Me grinning : I’m a visual person, I like curves.
It seems as if Denise didn’t get the punt and started the work of incorporating the charts on slides. Resizing it till it becomes a good fit. Ran through the whole presentation one more time and making minor corrections here and there.
Denise sat back in her chair, closed her eye, rest back her head and stretched up both arms.
Denise : Finally !!! Done !!!
She looked at me with gratitude : I don’t have the raw data for your reports. I could have been here all night, thank you for making the trip.
Me grinning : Don’t thank me. Remember that it’s gonna cost you.
Denise : Nope, not me. The company.
Me : And the cab fare, to and fro.
Denise : Kkkekkekkee….OK Ok, I’ll cover your cab fare too. It’s stuffy and hot here, let’s go grab some cold drinks at the pantry.
We were heading to the pantry.
Denise : Oooohhh…wait, I forgot something.
She ran back to her desk , rummage through her drawer for something and came back with a small pouch in hand. Must be her coin pouch. At the pantry, we grabbed some can drinks from the dispenser.
Denise : Let’s go to the main meeting room, we can get some air-con there.
Denise lead me to the main meeting room that I’ve never been inside before. She switch on the air-con and the down lights.
It’s a big meeting room enough to sit 20. A little more on the cozy side than the others which had a clinically business like design. Clients usually met in this meeting room and I guess that’s the reason why it had to be more than just functional.
Me : Nice meeting room. Air conditioned too.
Denise grinning : Yup and no cameras.
We sat and had our drinks as we wait for the air-con to cool the room. Denise slumped on the chair and with her business shirt’s 2 top bottoms undone. I’m getting a pretty good view of her cleavage and the lacy bra that she was wearing.
Denise caught me looking : You’re such a peeping tom. First up my skirt and now down my blouse.
Me : You’re such an exhibitionist, first you flashed me your T-back and now you flash me your lacy bra. If you are flashing, I’ll definitely be looking.
Denise spread her legs and rested both her feet on my chair.
Denise : Nice matching set ?
Me : From the little bit that I can see, so so lah.
Denise unbuttoned more her biz shirt and hiked up her skirt.
Denise : Better than so so now ?
Intentionally scrutinizing her from top to bottom.
Honestly speaking, she was wearing bra type that I liked best on a gal. It was those where the cup don’t come with any padding whatsoever. Thin translucent material with laces at the strategic spots. You see some and you don’t see some…how much more sexier can it get. It just surprises me that she was wearing this kinda bra. Usually girls that wear such bras create quite a bit of bounce when they are moving about. I’ve never detected that with Denise.
She was wearing a matching T-back (this girl really likes her T-backs) of the same material. Translucent with lace at most areas except at her waist and her pussy.
Both are white btw.
While she’s in nice set of lingerie, the real excitement for me was her sitting there half “unwrapped”. To me, that’s a lot more sensuous than a fully naked girl.