It was so many years ago when I saw this girl who came for an interview. She wore a red spaghetti strap and dark denim jeans. Long haired, saucy lips. Her looks were average but she appeared to have a great figure with a flat tummy.
She was a girl with a few words. Her answers were all ‘yes’ and ’no’ and brief answers. It was not long after that she was hired.
It was only me and her when the company kickstarted. Endless work with crazy deadlines to meet. Long nights. So we had the chance to sit and grab a quick dinner everytime and head back to work.
Days passed and her dress code seemed to be almost the same. Spaghetti straps and jeans. Everytime her top would reveal her belly button, revealing a real flat tummy. I would always tease her, wow you’ve got a great figure hor. And she just smiled at me.
There was this particular day where my eyes were just really stuck with her. She wore a nice sleeveless top with a great V which revealed a nice white lacy bra, together with a cleavage that was waving at my eyes…
“Oiiii where you seeing ah?” she said to me.
“Sorry sorry. I couldn’t resist. I love white lacy bras.”
She looked at me, smiled and replied “Ok”.
And it was weeks after. I didn’t know what got over me.
On a thursday night when everyone has left except me and her.
She was wearing a brown striped spag top. I was checking something on the internet when I said, Hey come here, take a look at this! When she came towards me, suddenly my hands went out of control…
In an instant I pulled the spag down slanted which revealed a champagne colored bra together with a peach colored 50 cent nipple. It caught her in shock and her replied was “Where got people do like that”?
She quickly covered herself, packed her bag and said bye. Suddenly I froze. Darn, what have I done…but deep inside the peach colored nipple was flashing in my thoughts.
We met the next day for breakfast, and none of us talked about what happened. She was wearing her fav red spag top again and her strapless bra. I was wondering if I could take it further but am not really sure. That evening when we were all alone, I went over to her seat…
Just when she turned her head, my hand slipped into her top, towards her bra and fingers were searching for the peachie. She looked at me with a surprise, and while my fingers were twitching, her eyes closed and she let out a little ‘ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh’…
I couldn’t believe how sensitive she was. It may be due to her big nipples? There it was. And this was just a start…
Gotcha. I thought.
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yangguo
Too hiong to be true…
If real I think TS will be in Changi Resort eating rotan sandwich.
After playing with her peachie for a few mins, I said “Lets go for dinner”. Didn’t want to take it so fast. The look on her eye was timeless when I stopped.
We left and had a nice dinner and I took a cab to send her home.
It was a mad rush in the office as work came in like heaps. We worked like donkeys. Both of us were tired. Then I asked her to come to my desk, she sat on the table… there my hands went behind her and unhooked her strapless black bra, placed it beside and rolled up her top… Fondled her breasts and nipples. It was a nice cup which fitted just nicely on my palms. Gently squeezing it and she was moaning softly… hmmmmmm… ahhhh… I immediately took her breast and sucked on the large nipple. She tilted her head behind and closed her eyes… Her huge nipples were quite nice to suck on, and the greatest thing is that it’s very very sensitive…
Minutes passed and I said, lets go to the toilet. She nodded…
Thanks bro who upped me.
I held her hand and led her to the toilet. “Why don’t you wash my dick and give me a bj?” I said, testing her if it would work. She said nothing, went to the toilet and she made me sit on the toilet bowl whilst she washed it clean…
She bent down, stroked it sensually, looked me in the eye with those seductive look, opened her mouth and took it in. She started to lick the top with her tongue going in a circular motion, then placed it deeper. In and out, and asked me with it in her mouth “Does it feel good?”. It was OMG for me as I thought I would only encounter this in the movies. She kept going until I held her head, pushed it deep into my throat. She did not refuse and let my hand do all the moving. Her eyes were locked to my eyes, the glare stuck in me even till now. And gives me a hard on everytime I think of it…
She took her mouth away from me and took some tissue to wipe her mouth. I did not cum. I pushed her top up to catch a glimpse of her breast and there was the dim moonlight shining on her body. It was a very nice view. She stood there in a shy manner. Gave her a hug and we left happily.
Deep in me, I thought. Now I’ll in for a good time. Literally, good time. And looked forward to the next time together.
We didn’t have a chance to talk to each other for the next few days as I had to fly for business trips. But every night when I think of her, I can’t help but fantasize how things will turn out…
Finally I was back in the office after a week, emails flooded and work kept coming in. I was really engrossed at answering all the emails went I felt something on my legs. Something ticklish…
When I turned my head, I saw…
Her leg was teasing my legs in an upward downwards motion. She stared me in the eye with such lustful eyes that I had to break away from. I pushed her aside and went back to my work. She rolled her chair back to her workdesk.
Then suddenly my msn icon bounced. There she was. “You feeling stressed? Need me to help you?” I closed the window and went back to my work until the same ticklish feeling came again in the evening…
Her leg were brushing up and down my leg. And her long slender fingers was now on my laps. Stroking near my 2ic and teasing it. It caught me by surprise.
You want me to help you destress? She said as she held my hand and led me to the sofa. Her fingers started stroking as she started to unbucken my belt and softly inserting her hands into my boxers. There I was staring at her cleavage as she lied towards me. She was wearing a floral spag strap top with a light blue bra. My hands went behind her back and she let out a naughty giggle.
“The hook is not there…” its in the front. Uh Uh, no unhooking today she said so she took off my pants and stroking my 2ic faster. “Does it feel good?” she asked. As her hand was stroking me the one hand automatically went to touch my balls in a circular motion and gently she squeezed…
Without hestation, my hands went under her shirt, pulled up her bra and started to squeeze and play. Such bliss! I cupped her breast from behind, pulled her nipples and felt her stroking getting harder and faster. She gasped and moaned. Within a while I ejaculated everything onto her hand and some sprayed onto her top. Carefully she stood up, took tissues and wiped the sperm off her hands and my legs… and she whispered to me in my ears…
“If you need me to help you destress, just let me know ok?”
She adjusted her bra and top. “Nice top you have.” I asked casually.
“Yups, it’s from my boyfriend”, she answered as she gave me a wink.
This began as almost a routine…I was almost in heaven thinking that this happened to me. Until one day I received a phone call from my brother. “Di! Something serious happened at home!!! Pa is in critical condition!” I stopped work immediately, dashed out of the office and boarded a cab to rush to the hospital. There I saw my dad in the ICU, almost barely making it. Saw my siblings and mum sitting quietly at the corner. “What happened?”. Pa was suddenly having heavy breathing issues and said his heart was in pain. And then he fainted…" What on earth happened I asked myself…
For almost a week he was still in the hospital. We took turns to take leave and visit him but he was not responding well enough. As there was a limit to my leave days, I had to return to work. Everything was grey. I was not in the mood to really do work and stuff. And kept looking at my mobile, worrying that it might ring anytime.
She was wearing the same floral top again that day. She came over and gave me a hug. “Is everything alright? You looked quite pale and worried.” she asked. We were sitting down at the sofa when suddenly I pinned her down on the sofa…. Undid her top and unhooked her bra. Her breast sprang with some bounces and her nipples were there staring at me.
Her eyes opened wide in astonishment.
Pushed up her breast and gobbled it hungrily while the other hand grobed it. “Feels so good” she whispered softly whilst she embraced me. I opened my mouth wider and it seemed as though I was devouring it. She tried to reach where my 2ic frantically and stroked it with force.
Mmmmm… ahhhh…. ahhhhhhh…. she gasped as she placed her head onto the sofa pillows. The lamp casted a nice light to her face as she was opening her mouth and her tongue kept swaying from side to side as she closed her lips. Her eyes were half closed as she was looked at me, her long hair was starting to look a little messy. God, she looked so seductive…
My hands moved down to her jeans, unbuttoned it and there it revealed a nice small white lacy panties. In an instant, both jeans and panties were pulled down… The bush was unbelievable. Thick and it covered the entire ‘V’ shape. As I teased “woah you don’t shave ah?”. She blushed.
I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants. When she saw it, her hands immediately took hold of it, pushed and pulled at gear 3 speed. I continued to feast on her breast and slowly and slowly I leaned myself forward until the tip of my 2ic was near the entrance of where her wet pinkie was.
“No haahhhh, no ahhhhhh, ssssss.. ahhh…ssssss, don’t…..” but her hand has still holding on my 2ic. Bit by bit my 2ic touched the entrance. As she felt my tip she whispered in a soft moan.. “Don’t shoot it inside”…