Friday was a busy day for me. As I joined the morning crush at the Shinjuku train station, my mind went to work mode amidst the working crowd.
I was so engrossed in work and it wasn’t until during the late lunch that I realized that I am gonna to have a GREAT FUCK that evening.
I sat crossed legged in a tatami mat as my japan office colleagues 4 of them slurped noisily on their ramen. I picked the sushi and stuffed it in my mouth.
Hiroshi : Max-san, what is your dinner plan this evening?
Me : Oh, well, I have a appointment with a friend this evening. (I didnt want to say much in case word from here gets back to my office )
Takuro : Max-san, Hiroshi and I wanted to take you out to dinner tonight since yesterday you were on a telecon. Perhaps we can do dinner tonight yes?
Me : Domo arigato ! But dont worry. I am ok. I have dinner plans arranged.
Hiroshi : Are you sure Max-san? It is ok, we are free and it is our duty to take care of our guests.
Me : Hiroshi and Takuro san, dont worry. We are colleagues, I am not an outside guests. I think this morning’s meeting went well. I just need your helo that the afternoon visit we are doing will not be delayed as I promised my friend to meet somewhere early for drinks and then dinner.
Hiroshi : Oh.. ok. what time?
Me: About 6pm back near Shinjuku station
Hiroshi : Gomen nasai ! maybe cannot make it in time, Shinjuku station on Friday is very very crowded. You cannot take taxi , you need to take the train.
Takuro : Max-san, maybe you can arrange your friend to meet you at Shibuya station? Does he live in Tokyo?
I was telling myself : OH NO…. I guess I have to tell the truth.
Me : Actually, he does not live in japan. He is also on biz trip like me. And we arrange to meet in Shinjuku near my hotel as it is more convenient.
to be cont’d
Both Hiroshi and Takuro was being helpful. But I felt so bad turning down their hospitality. Instead to make them feel better, I asked them for suggestions on dinner places and happening places to go on a Friday night.
I was surprised with their long list of suggested dinner places and they even helped me with written japanese on the napkin on what to order as well. I decided to pick the place in Ginza for my Friday dinner with Ingrid.
The day went past quickly on the rest of the Friday afternoon customer meetings. I think Hiroshi and Takuro also felt relieved that they didn’t need to stay out late and host me for dinner. Both of them lived faraway on a 1 hour train ride to the outskirts of Tokyo itself.
I looked at my watch and realised it was 430pm. Me being in the outer metropolitan area of Tokyo, I had to start making my way back to Shinjuku. And I had to switch 2 trains along the way. We were sitting having coffee and debriefing at a Key Coffee cafe and Hiroshi noticed my anxiety. He ushered me quickly to the train station and reminded me to change stations where and which track to go. I gave them a prepared present from SIngapore which I had kept with me on my laptop bag before I waved them good bye from the track.
The supposed 1 hr train journey was longer than I thought. This being Friday, many offices had workers already coming off work earlier. I finally stepped onto the last train switch to Shinjuku and got into the Marunote line headed back to Shinjuku. The train was packed by now. I could only stand near the doorway. A few stops later, there were more pushing and gentle shoving to squeeze more people in. No wonder Tokyo women complained about being molested on the train. I had 1 young Office Lady pushed right into my chest as they squeezed their way in. She had a butt on my thigh and I can feel her warmness. If not for Ingrid waiting for me, I would have felt distracted at that point.
It was 620pm by the time I got off the train at Shinjuku station and fought my way out of the huge station and got off at the exits leadng to my hotel in Shinjuku. I just hope Ingrid was ready to go makan as I was hungry and tired at the same time. As I reached the hotel, I spotted Ingrid sitting at the lounge chair waiting for me. She greeted me with a warm smile that melted my heart. SHIT ! I was feeling that I am falling for her very deeply and its not a good sign. What am I going do with Vicky? Vicky is just as sweet too. My dick ’s sexual hunger has put me into this predicament. I was troubled in thoughts.
Ingrid stood up and she was dressed in a tight little black dress. It was nice to see her all dressed up for our dinner date. She had a shawl over her bare shoulders as the tokyo evenings can be a bit cold. We pecked each other on the cheek and she asked how my day was.
Ingrid was hungry too and so I left my computer bag at the concierge and we were about to walk to the train station, but I was tired and decided to catch a taxi to Ginza instead. Besides, if we took the train, I may have a tough time locating the restaurant. And so with the bell Captain’s help, we had directions given to the helpful cab driver. Man, was I glad we took the taxi.
It was a smooth drive and within 30 minutes we stood outside the restaurant.
To be cont’d
The restaurant served a fusion of Japanese and western food. We ordered our dinner and had a great conversation during dinner. I yawned a few times and Ingrid laughed and commented that I must have had a rough day. We paid up and left and as we walked out, I was refreshed from the nice brisk cool weather. I was suddenly awake again. In the cool air, Ingrid leaned on my arm as we walked to the next 2 streets to find a pub.
It was easy locating Gas Panic. The name of the pub. We walked in and it was crowded with a mix of Japanese and Expats. What was good was that the bartender and waitress can communicate with us in English.
There were no band playing, just a typical bar/pub with loud music and people in business and office attire drinking their days work in beers and cocktail and liquor.
Ingrid ordered her breezer. My dick tingled a bit when she spoke the words :
Yes, do you have a breezer? Barcardi breezer? to the waitress who nodded yes.
It reminded me of the very 1st night Ingrid came to Vicky’s apartment andI was housesitting for Vicky as she was away. That same 1st night we got intimate together.
When the drinks came we clinked on the bottles and drank. Our conversation eventually went back to reminisce our 1st night we had sex together. The more we talked the more hornier I got. I was aware Ingrid knew she was making me all horny and aroused. I could see it in her eyes and the way her hands moved and lightly touched me as we stood at the corner of the crowded bar.
Ingrid asked me what was my fantasy? I said my fantasy is RIGHT NOW here with her. She laughed it off and mentioned if I ever wished for a threesome?
I said no, I dont want another guy in the mix, if its a 2 girl 1 guy situatio, I said sure why not, thats almost every guy’s fantasy yes?
We played a game and she asked me to point out to her which girls in the crowded bar I would like to sleep with and why. That was a funny game and I did the same with her, but Ingrid said it would not be good as she reminded me she was not into men as she is a lesbian. It was strange to hear that from her and for her to tell me why she was willing to do it with me.
We sat and polished off about 4 bottles each of the breezer and Ingrid was getting tipsy and so was I. We stumbled off and got a taxi easily. In the cab ride back, Ingrid fell off to sleep on my shoulders, but one of her hands were resting on my crotch which made my dick jump to life.
To be cont’d
Many readers requested a foto of Ingrid. So I searched my old harddisk and found this from my old handphone SD card.
This was taken at Vicky’s apartment that night after our shower and bathtub fuck.
I felt this was safe to post as her face is not visible.
(readers please read the thread under Sex with my ExGf..)
http://img4.uploadhouse.com/fileuplo...73368d9c58.jpg
This is another shot of Ingrid. Noticed her slightly damped hair.
http://img9.uploadhouse.com/fileuplo...398dfd00bc.jpg
Ingrid - noticed the satisfied smile on her face. She is sextified from cumming after we had our intense session. We had just cleaned off from the shower. Thats why she is holding on to the bath towel
http://img5.uploadhouse.com/fileuplo...cfec4e110b.jpg
Another shot of Ingrid. This is the view I get when I come out of the bathroom. Ingrid is all cleaned up and offering her body and pussy for me to ravage her. How can I not resist?
Thats her signuature pose as she would hike up one of her legs and I insert my manhood into her and we fucked each other spooning together.
In fact, in tokyo, we both came very intensely in this similar position. I hugged her from behind and grabbed her breast.
As she was cumming, her body would shiver and convulse, and I would hold her down and pumped her slowly and deeply. She gets more intensity in cumming. And then I would hold her tightly with my cock deep inside her and pump out my love juice.
(Aiyah.. I am giving away part of my sexcapade in Tokyo!!)
http://img2.uploadhouse.com/fileuplo...ee6567e97d.jpg
Taken on a another time, and this is her pussy cleanly shaved.
This is a pure treat. A nicely shaved cleaned out pussy for me to use my tongue to give her a tongue lashing on her anus and her pussy crack.
I cannot resist giving her a Assrimming job with a pussy like that. Can you understand?
Ok Finally, I can get all 3 pics into one post. So here are some old fotos of Ingrid.
Those of you who have been following my post on my Sex with my ExGF thread will know how these fotos came about in my sexcapades and affair with Ingrid.
Please refer to my sexcapades in my signature
Quote:
Originally Posted by
silkypussy
Dear Maxpee88
She does have a nice pussy. I am envious.
Ok Sis,
Here’s a challenge for you. You wanna share your pics with us bros?
Hey Bros
those of you still online…
support leh… let;s cho cho Silkypussy to show her pics la.
I know she is quite game one from her PMs to my mailbox.
Lets try to cho cho her.
Silkypussy - you see? I very transparent guy. everything is not done behind your back, you can see I am gathering support from fellow bros to wish to see your pics.
No need face shot la… just your silky pussy.. can or not?
http://img9.uploadhouse.com/fileuplo...3dbd95e580.jpg
here
this pic taken some time ago in my exBF apartment in sydney
http://img8.uploadhouse.com/fileuplo...2a7429a98e.jpg
yes my exBF is a messy guy.
thats why i left him lol