Sorry my supporters. I am going for an overseas work assignment. Will be back this weekend. Will update then.
Even though i cant update these few days, those who like the story pls do continue to show support by bumping the thread ok?
21/09/2012 5.26 am. “I up you to support you”
To Kind Bro,
I think u mistakenly clicked on “disapprove” button haha. And u got power 6 hahah. You owe me 12 points.
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Originally Posted by
Tai_zi21
He own u only 9 pts cos power of 6 disapprove is only 3 pts only!
And well since i think that your is a gd thread to read! i shall help the kind bro return u ur 9 pts… haha
Cheers and keep it cumming
Haha so that bro has a power of 12 cos i was deducted 6 pts by him
Tai_zi21, thanks for your up!
I just came back from my overseas trip. Will update tmr!
We are having dinner at a very upscale Chinese-fusion restaurant, you know, not the atypical Chinese restaurant that you would normally expect. Chandelier crystal lightings hanging atop the middle of the reflective black tempered glass round table, shiny cutlery sets resting on nicely-crafted stands, spotless plates and bowls shimmering in the room. Not those usual Chinese restaurant decor with big, white table cloth and China-designed cutlery. The decor is much more atas and of italian flavour. The food servings is also different from the usual Chinese fare. It comes in much smaller proportion, and done up tastefully in nicely-layered designs and colours. The dishes are all my wife’s favourite, abalone with black truffle, shark’s fins with birds’ nest, scallops with caviar…. Chinese-Italian-French fusion cuisine served with a 1968 Chateau Gloria, St. Julien red wine.
The ambience is great. The mood is joyous. The diners on the table are enjoying themselves. Ryan and Crystal, Rex and Angel, my father, my wife, they are all chatting happily away and enjoying the sumptuous delicacies. Crystal is a chatty lady, much similar to the character of Rex, and they are bringing up the mood of everyone, cracking jokes and reminiscing about their school days and all the fun… Ryan and Angel are more quiet, but you can see them being the accommodating other half, laughing at their partner’s jokes and taking food for their partners into their plates. It seems more like Ryan and Angel are much similar while Rex and Crystal are like a chirpy pair that never runs out of topics. Is that what you call “opposite attracts”? My wife is grinning from ear to ear as she seems so happy with the two prospective daughter-in-laws, almost like hoping they would get married right away. On and off, we would toast each other in a celebratory birthday mood.
As for me, my mind is a thousand miles away. I am already downing my fifth glass of wine and I am feeling pretty good myself. Angel has that soft glow in her cheeks when the alcohol warms her up. She catches me looking at her and avoids eye contact with me. Not sure if it’s my imagination, I see her running her tongue along her lips, as if she is trying to let me know what she is thinking. Without warning, I am flooded with the vision of Angel and me rubbing each other in the lift, only this time, the images are more blurry and fleeting and pounding my brain in random fashion. One after another, I imagine what she looks like now, then licking her luscious lips, next in a myriad of positions: on her back, legs straight up in the air, crouching on her knees in doggie style, riding on top. I see what she looks like as she opens her sweet lips and takes in the head of a cock, my cock all the way into her mouth. I push hard all the way into her throat, causing her to choke. I begin to pull out and push into her mouth, using her small mouth for my sextisfaction.
“……Is that right, Pa?” They are all staring at me now, waiting for an answer, and I haven’t had a clue what they have been talking about. I mumble out a quick “yes” and averts their eye contact. I don’t know what the hell is happening to me. Maybe it’s the alcohol, maybe it’s the disappointment that Angel turns out to be my son’s girlfriend, maybe it’s just plain sex-deprivation of mine. Whatever it is, I am a sex-crazed bastard.
“See, I told you. Pa also recognises that Angel is a capable helper” Rex rattles away. So they are talking about Angel working as my assistant. Phew I manage to get away this time.
My mind starts to drift away again and I try not to look at Angel’s direction. I try to pick up a piece of the scallop from the middle and my elbow knocks my soup spoon down. I push back my chair slightly and bend my body down to pick up the spoon. This is where it catches my attention.
I see the sexiest pair of legs I have ever seen. Flawless, unblemished, slender, fair and curvy. My eyes scan from the feet upwards to the knee and I see the two thighs slightly parted at the middle. I am treated to a view of white panties in a slightly parted thighs wrapped around in black mini-skirt. This is the classic upskirt view, white in black. When I am moving up, I think I see the two thighs parting slightly further apart to give me a better view. I pause for 3 seconds. It’s such an inviting view, but I cannot stay down there for too long or else it would look suspicious. It really take me great effort and sanity to forsake that wonderful upskirt view of my son’s girlfriend.
I sit up and look at Crystal. She is talking to the others something about Ryan. I see her stealing a sideway glance at me and a slight smirk at the corner of her lips.
Is it my alcohol-induced imagination again?
Time: Almost midnight on Sunday
Location: Study room at home
I am now slouching in the armchair in my own study room. The Hi-Fi system is playing some soothing music in the background and the room is almost dark with the lights off. This is my favorite personal space and time. My study is the place where I work and also the place where I relax.
The family is used to me being at my retreat in the study. No one would dare to disturb me when I am locked up in my study room. They know I would snap at anyone who attempts to intrude this privacy of mine or interrupt me in the midst of deep thoughts.
I am now relaxing and trying to sober myself from the countless glasses of red that I have downed. At the same time, I am recollecting the events of the night, especially the two pretty girlfriends of my sons. Being their father, I am proud of them in having such girlfriends: pretty, smart, well-educated, good manners, refined, elegant and capable. Definitely worthy of being part of our distinguished family.
Name: Crystal
Relationship: Ryan’s girlfriend; Rex’s ex-girlfriend
Occupation: Journalist for a top business publication. Anyone who works for this publication must be smart, presentable, knowledgeable and well-connected in the business community
Character: Bubbly, outspoken, direct, intelligent, eloquent, adventurous, confident
Likes: Sports such as golf, diving, tennis, snooker. Enjoys travelling. Exotic cuisine.
Looks: Sophisticated, refined, model-like, slim and curvaceous figure, think a C-cupper, captivating eyes that can melt any man when she smiles, sharp nose, sexy lips. Her eyes are her best assets, she can look innocent one minute and seductive the next at her own whim and fancies. I am sure she has killed a lot of guys with her eyes.
Name: Angel
Relationship: Rex’s girlfriend; my Executive Assistant
Occupation: Executive Assistant to CEO at a large, local enterprise
Character: Reserved, refined, elegant, quiet, accommodating
Likes: Classical music. Reading novels and business books. Enjoys movies.
Looks: Refined, sweet and cute face, doe-eyed, petite figure, flawless and fair complexion. Her best assets are her fair skin and sweet demeanor. Her sweetness can drown any guy.
Both ladies are pure beauties in their own ways. I should be happy that my sons have such good girlfriends.
However, when I close my eyes, provocative images keep invading my mind. Angel’s sexy butt. Crystal’s seductive eyes. Angel’s shy smile. Crystal’s sexy legs. Angel’s cherry mouth. Crystal’s voluptuous chest. Both their upskirt. I have caught glimpses of both their panties and it is such a big, personal turn-on for me. I just can’t stand the seduction of zaogeng from SYT.
I am getting aroused again with the forbidden thoughts of my sons’ girlfriends. What the hell is wrong with me?
I switches on the laptop. Type in a familiar URL. It’s a chat-site. I would think I am quite a “in” middle-aged man. On and off, I do frequent chat-sites to kill my boredom and also to let out my feelings in the cyberspace where no one knows me. The site I am in right now is a chat-site of sexual content. People are here to play around and to seek sexual contentment. I need to vent out my sexual frustration, hopefully I will feel better after that.
I am going to use the nick “Forbidden Feelings” today as that is representative of my mental state of mind right now. Searching for someone to chat…. the circle just keeps revolving.
“Hi how are you?”
I click on the name and she appears in my chat window. Her nick is “Feeling Sexy”.
Me: “Hi. Nice nick”
She: “Haha that is my feeling right now. So you are craving for some forbidden love or something?”
Me: “Haha smart girl. Just feeling frustrated.”
She: “May I ask your age? I am 20 plus”
Me: “Around 50”
She: “Then she must be your student or your daughter-in-law?”
Interesting. This is an intelligent chatter.
Me: “My son’s girlfriend”
She: “She must be beautiful”
Me: “Totally mesmerizing”
She: “Can I help with anything?”
Me: “….”
She: “What is the most memorable image you have of her?”
This question struck me hard. Angel and Crystal are battling it out in my perverse mind. That last image of Crystal’s upskirt wins the vote.
Me: “Her white panty in her black mini-skirt”
There is a pause of 2 min. Feeling of disappointment starts to form when…
She: “On your webcam window”
She is wearing a black dress that stops at her hemline. I can see her from her chest level now, sitting on her chair. She is teasing me by swaying her both legs in tandem from side to side, giving me blurry glimpses of the white triangle between her legs.
She: “What are you wearing now?”
Me: “White T-shirt, black shorts, home casual clothes”
She: “You want to show me?”
I like the way she leads me on. I on my webcam, carefully positioning it to my lower half of my body as well, making sure my face is not visible.
She: “You have a great body for a 50-yr old. Do you want to see more of me? Take off your shorts”
As if in a trance, I obey her instructions. She opens up her legs. I can now see her white panty in glorious view. It looks so sexy. The scene at the restaurant is now in full flash-back. I want to grab and fuck Crystal.
Her fingers are now moving up and down her crotch area.
She: “Take out your cock and rubs it.”
I am tugging at my hardened cock now and focusing on the view in my computer screen and fantasizing that it is Crystal on the other side.
She: “What’s her name?”
Me: “C”
She: “Do you want to stuff your cock into C’s pussy” She has taken off her panty now and showing her pussy to me and fingering it.
She: “Do you want to cum on me? Print out the pic I sent you.”
There is a pic file sent over. I print that out. It’s a nice, full photo of her with her face blurred.
Me: " Wow thank you. Can I cum on your photo?"
She: “Can I stop you?”
All this time my right hand is stroking my cock while my left hand is holding up the pic close above my cock. My eyes are rotating between the computer screen looking at her fingering her pussy furiously and her sexy pic on my hand.
She: “Uncle, I am C. Pls make love to me. Fuck my pussy. Your son’s cock is not filling my pussy. I love mature man like you. Pls cum on me.”
I can sense my momentum building up.
She: “Arrgghh, Uncle, you are so good. Ahh ahhh ah ah ahhhh ahhhh ooohh ahhh ohhh orrrhhh ahhhh ahhh ooooo errr ahhhh”
Her moaning is intoxicating. I can see her reaching orgasm.
I blow my load all over the photo, hot cum covering almost entirely her whole body. First up her face, and her body takes two long thick streaks of it, then her hair catches a third, longer streak, then her arm, then her legs and crotch and finally her feet is treated to a final blob.
Me: “Thanks, this is great.”
She: “Did you like cumming on C?”
Me: “Yes it is great. I would love to stuff the real thing into her.”
She: “You never know. Sweet dreams. Henry”
She signs off.
I am stumped. How did she know who I am? I quickly off my webcam and look around. Shit, in my arousal state and hurry to print out the picture just now, a slip of paper flew down from my printer desk and got stuck at the leg of my chair. From the webcam angle, she should be able to see the signature sign-off on the piece of paper.
“Henry
CEO of Henry & Co Ltd”
Hopefully it is not someone that I know.
To bros with power zero, pls show support by leaving your comments here. No point “approving” my post as it is not going to add any points to me. So a better way to show support is to leave your appreciation here as well as to bump up the thread so that more people gets to notice the thread.
Thanks for the appreciation so far and pls continue to show support if u enjoy the story
Time: Monday morning
Location: Office
This is not the normal day in office. Something drastic has happened to the company. To borrow an old cliche, “it never rains, but it pours”.
My company has been expanding aggressively over the past few years and our business has expanded regionally, even globally. In order to fuel our rapid expansion, I have made the decision to obtain a second listing at Wall Street. Currently, we are already listed on the STI but I feel that a dual and second listing on the Dow Jones could secure us more capital as well as enhancing our credentials and standing in the global market. We are in the final preparatory stage for the listing: the prospectus circulation has already been sent out and the IPO subscription is currently undergoing, with the actual listing date just a week away.
At this critical juncture, news come in this morning that our four largest vessels are hijacked by terrorists off the Bermuda area. Firstly, these four vessels cost millions to build and are our prized assets. Secondly, the goods that are on the vessels are worth millions as well, belonging to our most important client, which we are in process of renewing the contract and only presented our proposal last week. Thirdly, acts of terrorism are not covered under the insurance, which would have gotten us out of the fix nicely. Lastly, this negative news would affect adversely on our IPO plans. There is no way we can pull out of the IPO now as we have expended a few millions on the legal and bank fees on the listing, and pulling out at such a time would put paid to any future credibility in the capital market.
As you can see, we are in a fix. The phone is ringing non-stop, from the bankers to the clients to the authorities to the media, whose questions I have no answers to: “What does the company plan to do?” “Is this going to affect the IPO?” “Does the company have enough cash reserves to tide over this crisis?”
All the top management is in my office, scrambling for documents, answering their cell phones, discussing on recovery solutions…. I, myself, am also racking my brains and trying to fix whatever we can.
Among all the chaos and confusion, the only comfort I have is in seeing Angel. Although Angel can’t help much, she is always ready by my side to help in every little manner. Somehow, having her by my side seems such a comforting thing in this chaos. She is like the calming influence and support.
Time: Monday night
Location: Office
The day is drawing to a close. There is only myself and Angel left in my room. Totally different from the chaos in the morning. I look at my watch, it’s already 11.35 pm. Angel is arranging some documents and files at the corner shelves.
I finally have time to take a good look at her. Her usually tidy hair is a bit messy but it adds to her charm. I like women who are serious and deep in concentration in her work. Her beige jacket is off and lying on the sofa. The central air-con is automatically shut off after 8 pm and my room air-con only serves to provide simple ventilation but not cooling enough. Her long-sleeve striped shirt is fitting to her body like a glove, accentuating her fabulous body-line. As always, her beige mini-skirt showcases her round, firm butt in a sexy manner. From the back, I can roughly make out the matching coloured bra and panties very subtlety. Think it’s blue. That’s the problem with wearing beige or white clothings. Angel is just so angelic.
Me: “Angel, thanks for helping through the day”
Angel turns around and smiles: “Mr Henry, no worries, it’s my job”
Me: “Haha don’t be so formal when there is only the two of us. You can call me Uncle like last evening.”
Angel: “Ok Uncle” with a gentle smile, showing a little dimple.
She is just so prim and proper. I should feel happy that Rex has gotten himself such a good girlfriend. If he were to marry Angel, I would be a very proud father.
Me: “It’s been a long day. We didn’t even have lunch. Shall we go for some food?”
Angel pauses a while and reply: “Ok sure. Would I be troubling you?”
Me: “Don’t be silly. Let me call Rex’s department to see if he is still around”
The phone lefts unanswered on the other end.
Me: “Think they have gone back at their side. So it’s only you and me. Any preference?”
Angel: “Anything will be fine. I just hope to have a good meal and go back rest. It’s been a long, long day.”
Me: “Sure, let’s go then”
I am shutting down my computer. Angel is picking up her bag and jacket.
Angel: “Oh by the way, you wanted me to arrange a media interview for you so that we can announce our recovery measures and reaction plan to the public.”
Me: “Yep, get a reputable business publication so that we can be sure they would not be like those tabloids. Our media communication is critical now.”
Angel: “Yes, I have already fixed one for you tomorrow afternoon. It’s XYZ Prime.”
Me: “That’s a good choice. I have done quite a few interviews with them before. Who are they sending over this time?”
Angel: “It’s Crystal”
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ilikeoldchangke
Sorry i’m late !!
Here to lend my support bro !
Please continue.
Looking forward to next update.
So honoured to have u here!