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Originally Posted by
Chanelfingers
Let me guess… You forgot to tell him, staying after midnight is charged differently?
Hahaa… No.. but I think you are rather close
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Originally Posted by
curiouslala
you’re one of a great story teller..
you should publish this into a book!
hmm.. even some of the novelist out there not this good..
Thanks sis lala for the sweet compliment
I did thought of that… Self publish on Amazon where there are alot of amateur erotic authors. Well, perhaps maybe possibly one day I will..
25/3/2011
Part two
In the cab on the way back to the hotel Felix was slowly stroking my thigh. I placed my handbag onto my knee lest the driver got curious and decided to look in the rear mirror. Because we are a quiet couple that kept giggling and looking at our mobiles.
His fingers are now busy inching closer to my moist privates. Gently, he pry apart the panty and slip a finger in.
Felix: Its drizzling there!
Me: *Laugh aloud* Do you need an umbrella then?
Felix: I need a rubber umbrella. Wanna explore the rain forest. *He turned his head and began to nibble my earlobe*
In an instant, something crucial came into my mind. And I began to struggled mentally how to approach the subject to Felix.
I reckon there is no politically correct way around where money is concern. Normally the client will prepared my fee in an envelope and pass to me within the first 30 minutes of our meeting. And I usually will not hesitate to drop a subtle hint if they ever forget about it. However on this particular evening I had seemingly broken all rules of the game. It was an unusual yet unexpected mistake on my part. For the first time I had allowed myself to be ruled emotionally which is deemed as dangerous in this industry.
Me: Hey I just want to check with you whether did my agency brief you on the fee?
Felix: Oh yes! Iam sorry. Totally put that out of my mind. Will pass the fee to you later. *Flashing a apologetic look*
Me: Its ok. No worries.
Very soon we reached the hotel. It is said that the mind and body are one entity. But tonight I felt they are of two different beings. My mind was worrying about the mysterious pegging while the body was tingling with lustful anticipation.
Once the hotel room was closed, Felix pulled me close to him and gave me a deep passionate french kiss. He released me and made a hand gesture asking me to wait while he went to his luggage. He came over and handed me a cream-coloured envelope bearing the boutique hotel intricately embossed logo.
I put the thick wad of cash inside my bag and put it aside. In any other circumstances I would usually excused myself to the bathroom to count the monies. But not today.
Careful Kerri
Its ok. I trust him.
Sigh.
He was sitting at the side of the bed and motioning me to look at my mobile.
Felix: Don’t come over. Do a striptease for me.
Years of So-You-Think-You-Can-Dance series and an ardent fan of Shakira had taught me well. I selected Shakira Ojos Asi from my playlist and started to sway my hips. My hands went to the top button of my black blouse and slowly undo each and every button except the middle one, creating a peek-a-boo effect.
From where I was standing I could clearly see his laboured breathing. A sign of arousal. Moving in a snail pace towards him, I began to fiddle with the button on my dress. His soulful eyes were transfixed on my bosom.
I turned around with my buttocks facing him and continued to do a Zoey Jakes inspired serpentine dance.
A pair of hands gripped my waist and spun me around. There was so much longing in that pair of brown eyes. I brushed off his hands like I would to an annoying housefly.
He gave me a wolfish grin with a faint tremor of amusement. He placed his palms behind his back, slightly leaned back and followed my every movement.
The stage is all set. Somehow I seems to slip into the role of a temptress effortlessly. My arms and body slithering through the cold air like a seasoned dancer with an occasional hitch-up of my dress for a quick glimpse of my black G-string. Each time his hands attempted to touch me I would flick it away implying a see-no-touch message.
I danced closer and closer to him. Soon I was up close and personal with him. His face was in close proximity of my breasts. I looked down into his eyes and caressed his face. In one swift move he embraced my waist and laid me down onto the bed. We shared a deep lingering kiss.
He unhooked my bra and buried his face into my chest gently nibbling at the pair of pink nipples. The temptress spirit in me is still very much alive. I pushed him away and tried to get on top of him. A mini fight ensued.
He feigned defeat and allowed me to straddle him.
I caught hold of both his arms and pin them under my knees. I was sitting just directly on his groin and applying slight pressure onto his hardening bulge. Lowering my chest onto his chest, I brought my face close to his and looked straight into his intense gaze. He raised his head and attempted to kiss me but i clutched at his hair and forced it back down. Starting from his nose, I began to plant barely-there light kisses down to his navel stopping at the hem of his jeans and totally ignored the intumescence at his groin area.
Iam surprised at this provocative side of me. There is something about the ambience and my target of pleasure that facilitate this flow of abundance. Or it could be the influence of the titillating music. I seemed to flow from one movement to another in accordance to The Pussycat Dolls.
I stop my trail of kisses and knelt between his legs. He reached out for his mobile on the side table.
Felix: I want you to fuck me now.
Ignoring my bewildered look, he got off the bed and came back with the neon pink dildo and a tube of jelly. He shrugged off his jeans and boxer exposing his proud turgid penis. It was clean shaven.
He pulled me to my feet, removing my dress and undies and strapped the dildo around my hips. In an instant, I had an inkling of pegging.
True enough, he got to all fours on the bed and looked at me like an eager puppy awaiting his treats.
I applied a generous amount of kY jelly on the pink shaft and positioned myself at the entrance of his butt. I tried to stifle a giggle but remembered that he could not hear me at all. Somehow the entire situation reeked of hilarity. I let out a hearty laugh and began to penetrate him.
Holding him at his hips I gently pushed the dildo deep into him. His loud moans of ecstasy accompanied each advancing thrust of mine. Soon I was sliding in and out of his enlarged anal hole.
After fifteen minutes at this altered carnal act, I started to get a little bored and a little weary. I increased my momentum and went into him like an enraged bull hoping he will have an orgasm at the shortest possible time. His soft moans had crescendoed to screams that can rivalled fans of Justin Bieber.
And precisely because he is deaf, his screams were unusually loud.
When he finally came, we collapsed together in a heap. He was still in his seventh heaven while I collapsed from the physical exertion and exhaustion. I felt him removing my artificial tool and slowly caressing my body. His touch was soft and gentle yet inquisitive. He slide down the bed and I felt a pair of warm hands spreading my legs apart.
With my eyes still closed, I located his head and began to tug at his hair lightly. His tongue was tickling the sides of my privates and slowly advancing into the folds. In a short while, he did something which bring me into a state of euphoria.
25/3/2011 Part three
Cont’d
When he finally came, we collapsed together in a heap. He was still in his seventh heaven while I collapsed from the physical exertion and exhaustion. I felt him removing my artificial tool and slowly caressing my body. His touch was soft and gentle yet inquisitive. He slided down the bed and I felt a pair of warm hands spreading my legs apart.
With my eyes still closed, I located his head and began to tug at his hair lightly. His tongue was tickling the sides of my privates and slowly advancing into the folds. Then he did something which bring me to a state of euphoria.
While he was deep tonguing me, I felt a finger probing my anus and it did not take long for it to go in. The sensation was spectacular. While the tonguing was deliciously ticklish and pleasurable, the anus was squirmish and painful. The combination of these sensations at opposite ends of the spectrum send me reeling into ecstasy.
The rest of the session were a cookie cutter from any ordinary lovemaking.
After a hot steam bath, we went down to a nearby pub. We were seated outside the pub in those low deep single seat chaise. People of all sorts were milling around. Its been a long time since i felt truly relaxed while just watching the world passes by me. Felix was telling me about the different escort services from various countries he has been engaging all these years.
Felix: …and when I open the door she was dressed from head to toe in a latex-like jumper! You know, for a moment I thought its spider woman.
*laugh
Me: So what did she did to you? Is she fierce?
Felix: She is very stern and not smiling. Very very dominatrix. I guess she is for the very hard-core… But since I have engage her services..there is no turning back.
Me: Oh my god! *Laugh
Felix: The best thing is… She made me lick her boots! And i refused.. So she said as a form of punishment she will have to tie up my balls and spank me… *Aghast look
Me: *Laughing loudly
Felix: That was the last time I engage a dominatrix services. I was really clueless at that time and just called one out of curiosity without finding out more. *Shaking his head
Me: So that was your most memorable so far?
Felix: *Pausing a few seconds to think* Rather its unpleasantly most memorable. The rest were rather predictable and nothing worth mentioning.
Felix: Enough of me… How about your most memorable client?
Me: *cocks my head to a side* Ermm… I don’t have any of yet maybe because I am quite new to this line. *Shy smile
Felix: Oh really? I thought you are very experienced. *Chuckles*
Felix: Hope you do not mind me asking this. You are a very nice girl.. In fact, one of the nicest i have ever met. Not just physically, but i think as a friend you are very nice. Nice in the heart. Sorry i do not have good English. So if I offend you I say sorry. I just want to know why you are doing this? If you are not comfortable to answer please don’t answer it.
Me: Nobody wants to work in the skin trade. At least i do not want to. But sometimes life put you in situations where you just have to deal with it rather than complain and whine
Felix: I am impressed. You are so young yet you have the maturity of a 40 year old
Me: *Laugh* Wow! Say until I am so old
Me: My sister died of postpartum hemorrhage in penang. Because her husband stay there. My niece was then given to the her husband and parents to foster. But then when she was diagnosed with having asperger syndrome they return the child to us.
Felix: *Shock look* You mean once they found out that the child has problems they do not want her anymore?! How could they do that?
Me: *Sad smile* We could not say no. Could we? It is my niece after all. If i will to reject her there is no one else anymore. It is already very traumatize to lost her mother and to add salt to wound her father don’t even want her. We are her last ray of hope. So how can we say no?
Me: My father was the breadwinner in the family but he passed away 4 years ago. We could get on just fine for he did left behind a sum of money. But now mom is getting old and there comes along my niece. I really want the best for her. Hence I enroll her in special schools which is exorbitant. And she has many health problems too. We tried borrowing money from relatives. But they told us since she has so many problems why don’t we just keep her at home and just feed her. If she would to die then it is her fate. Why do we still need to send her to school and do all the expensive treatment? I told them if she is their own daughter would they still do that? After that they just keep quiet. From then on I tell myself if i have to beg for help from relatives i rather beg myself.
Felix took hold of my hand and gave a tight squeeze.
Me: I love my mom and my niece. And i will do anything to give them the very best. I know it is not right to do this… But well… I am not perfect. My philosophy in life is simple. If i cant do any good, then i don’t do any harm to any living beings too.
Felix: You have my respect. You know I am not a saint either. I have for many occasions hurt people for the sake of money. It is very bad and it has been on my conscience all the time. I very much agree with you. If someone cannot do any good in his life he should not do any bad too. Maybe I will do some good now by giving this lovely lady a kiss.
He came near to me and we locked our lips in a long passionate kiss.
Me: Hey don’t do that anymore. So awkward and the people at the next table kind of giving us dirty looks
Felix: *Laugh* Ignore them. They are just jealous I am kissing a gorgeous gal. Lets not talk about unhappy stuff. Lets talk kinky. I want to know your fantasy?
Me: Fantasy? Mmmm… Does wanting to make love to enrique iglesias counts as a fantasy?
Felix: *Laugh* If that is a fantasy then I think I have over a thousand of them. All the models of Victoria Secrets, Sports Illustrated….
We both roar with laughter.
Me: What is your fantasy?
Felix: *Pause for a few seconds and then look at me* I have many levels of fantasies. On the superficial level are threesomes… Orgies… The next inner level would be light bondage alittle spanking… You know, alittle rough sex of sorts.
Me: Oh ok. Then the deepest level?
He look up from his mobile and gaze at me coolly.
Felix: Trust me.. You wouldn’t want to know that level of mine.
Me: Tell me… Nothing can scare me, really…
At this moment, I was overwhelmed by curiosity to care about anything else. What could be his deepest fantasy?
Me: Let me guess? Participating in porn movie? Be a porn star? Or fantasies on your sister-in-law?
Felix: *Laugh* These belong to 2nd level my dear.
Me: Oh.. Then? Tell me tell me….
Felix: If i tell you, you must fulfill this fantasy.
I look up from my mobile and saw him smiling an enigmatic smile
Felix: So how? Do we have a deal?
A voice loomed inside my head. KERRI, CURIOSITY KILLS THE CAT!!
It cant be that bad. Maybe it is sex in public.
Me: Ok. I promise to help you fulfill it. So tell me!
Felix: *Laugh* Ok. You cannot back down.
Me: I wont chicken out. I promise.
25/3/2011 finale
Cont’d
At this moment, I was overwhelmed by curiosity to care about anything else. What could be his deepest fantasy?
Me: Let me guess? Participating in porn movie? Be a porn star? Or fantasies on your sister-in-law?
Felix: *Laugh* These belong to 2nd level my dear.
Me: Oh.. Then? Tell me tell me….
Felix: If i tell you, you must fulfill this fantasy.
I look up from my mobile and saw him smiling an enigmatic smile
Felix: So how? Do we have a deal?
A voice loomed inside my head. KERRI, CURIOSITY KILLS THE CAT!!
It cant be that bad. Maybe it is sex in public.
Me: Ok. I promise to help you fulfill it. So tell me!
Felix: *Laugh* Ok. You cannot back down.
Me: I wont chicken out. I promise.
Felix: Ok. My deepest fantasy is Rape.
I look straight at him wide-eyed
Me: Rape?! How? *I made an exaggerated gesture of shrinking away from him*
Felix: *Laugh* Of course, not the real rape. Its called non consensual consensual rape. Its just another role-play. Just that it is quite on the extreme level.
Felix: *Grinning* You promise you promise…. I am just kidding. You do not have to fulfill it.
Me: Mmmm.. Have you really play this rape fantasy before?
Felix: Not exactly. I have tried several attempts but all failed. It take just a giggle or a fake scream to spoil it all… Yeah, it is not easy to really act it like the real thing. A lot of details…like the specific actions, sounds and most important is the emotions.
Felix: Do i sound like a pervert to you?
Me: Yup… A little. *Giggle*
Me: Just kidding. I believe everyone has a dark side to him. And it will do no good to suppress them.
Felix: Would you ever consider playing this role-play with me?
Now, this question warranted a good amount of consideration. He must have seen the deliberation on my face.
Felix: I do not want you to give me an answer now. You have 2 months to think about it
Me: 2months?
Felix: Yes I am coming again in 2 months time for work stuff. And of course… I want to see you.
Oh come on Kerri, he just want to rape you!
Me: I will give it some thought
Thought?! What thought? You are not gonna even think about it Kerri. What if he hurts you? Don’t be stupid. Please use your brain.
Ok ok…. I think I can trust him.
Don’t say I never warn you.
Felix: Would you like some practical prelude?
Me: ?? I don’t quite get your meaning
Felix: I mean would you like me to demonstrate a little of the role play? Just a fraction action only. For you to get a feel of what it is like?
Me: Where? Back to the hotel?
Felix: *Looking around* I believe we can find a god-forsaken dark alley to do a short stint. Look here Kerri, it is not a must. Please do not indulge me if you are not comfortable.
Me: I am just curious. I promise i will ask you to stop if I am not comfortable.
Felix: *Looking at me intently* Ok. Lets go then
We took a walk around and found a dark alley which leads to a dead end.
Felix: *He turned and faced me, one hand on his hip* Ok. This is it. This is your last chance to back out.
I looked at him and trying to put on a brave front. But i just could not dismiss the ever growing butterflies forming in my pit of my gut.
Me: Ok. I am ready.
Felix: We need a code.
Me: ?? What is code?
Felix: In any role play especially those on the extreme side a code is always made clear to both parties. So that if things get out of control one just need to say out the special code word and all will stop.
Me: Oh ok. I get what you mean. Err, but there is a problem here.
Felix: *Smile* Yes i know. I am deaf. My codes are always in the form of gestures. Like an OK hand sign, stick-out-tongue, a smile etc. You choose one.
Me: Stick-out-tongue then
Felix: Ok. Any last words? *Cheeky lop-sided grin*
Me: *Laugh* No. Iam ready.
I am ready. Despite vehement protests from my inner twin.
Felix: Ok. Here is the scenario. You will start to walk from the lamp post to here. While I will be in hiding. You wont be able to see me. While you walk past me I will step behind you and grab you.
Me: O…k.. And then?
Felix: And then…that’s where the script end..and that’s where your imagination and acting skills come into play. Just act accordingly.. imagine I am a total stranger.
Felix: One thing though… Lets keep pain to a minimum at this level. Because I am not too sure of your pain threshold and vice versa. So, for example if you want to bite me don’t bite too hard.
Me: Ok.
Felix: Please remember the code. *Sticking out his tongue*
I smiled and proceeded to walk to the lamp post that was situated about 50 meters away from the crime scene.
Once I reached the lamp post I turned around and Felix was nowhere in sight.
Ok. This is it. A thrill and a chill coursed through my body at the same time. Breathing in a lungful of cold air, with every nerve and vessel palpitating away, I walk slowly along the dark alley to meet my perpetrator.
I braced myself for the impact as i neared Felix’s hiding place. The first sound that I heard was footsteps and then strong hands covered my mouth and encircled my waist. I felt myself being half carried and half dragged away. He pushed me against the wall and roughly feel me up. I struggled and managed to pull his hand away from my mouth. The harder I struggled the more he pinned me against the wall with his weight. Grasping both my wrists, he pulled them against the wall, above my head and kiss my neck. Once again the harder i resist his advances the more strength he used to subdue me. To a point i was breathless, fatigue and not able to move. I never knew he could be this strong.
Suddenly I heard a tear of fabric. He was ripping my underwear. A black Victoria secret piece. And that was my favorite. I closed my eyes and grimaced. He was opening me up with his fingers and squeezing my breasts. There was no trace of tender loving care. I could feel his hot breath on my neck. Using my freed hands, I summon whatever energy left of me and attempt to wriggle away from his crushing weight.
All of a sudden i felt my head being pulled back. He was yanking me by my hair. I groaned in pain and grasped at his hands. He took that as a hint and slowly released his grip on my long locks.
In that brief moment i seized the chance to writhe out of his grip and attempted to dart away. But he was too fast for me and cornered me before i can run away. Now we are face to face with my back towards the wall.
His face was fixated in a smirk. The expression on his face seems to convey the message: There is nowhere you can run or hide.
There is a deja vu feeling about this facial expression. Why did i find it so darn familiar? A fleetingly picture of Malcolm flashed across my eyes.
Felix brought his face to mine and attempt to kiss me. I turned my head to the side only to have him licking at my neck. I tried to shake him off but my hands were pinned down to the wall and no amount of struggling will loosen his grip on me. It only spurned him on more. At some point i felt the first waves of pain arising from my wrists. And the pain gave ways to measures of desperation.
I no longer felt it was a role play. But somehow the deeper abysses of my curiosity stop me from using the code. Each second of tolerance brought me one inch closer into the realm of the dark art and sinking me into bitter sensations that was strangely exhilarating.
By now he was forcefully grinding against me and biting my ear lobe. I thought i could disappear in to the wall any time now. The initially slight discomfort had morphed into a full blown agony.
Just when I was ready to use the safe code, everything came to a halt. I felt his hands lovingly embraced me and caressing my hair. My roller-coaster ride has come to an end.
I opened my eyes and Felix was looking at me with amazement in his eyes.
Felix: That was fantastic! You did great despite it being your first time
Me: *Smile weakly* I was about to use the code
Felix: I know, that is why I stop. I can sense you are getting uncomfortable. But I must say you are a natural.
Felix: *Imploring look* Would you consider playing it with me the next time I am here?
Me: I will consider.
We walked hand in hand back to the main street and said our goodbyes.
Felix: Would you like me to come with you in the cab?
Me: No its ok. I can go back myself.
Felix: This is where we will part. But not for long. Whatever your reply is, I will definitely be back just for you.
Just before I got into the cab, Felix handed me an envelope. Without an explanation he send me off in the cab.
Within seconds, I received a message from Felix.
Felix: I have a little gesture of appreciation for you. Till then. Take care. I will miss you dearly.
I opened the envelope and it was a Banyan Tree Hotels & Resorts 4-figure sum voucher with a little note. On it was written: In case I have forgotten to say this, I just want to let you know I really enjoy your company tonight. You are my most memorable rendezvous. God help me if i would to become addicted to you, for you are an expensive addiction to have. I would like you to bring your family to Banyan Tree resorts for holiday and I think they will definitely enjoy it very much.
I felt I was not quite the same girl as I was 5 hours ago. An unknown door has been unlocked inside of me. For reasons I could not fathom at the present moment, there was a compelling urge to explore the space beyond the door. Step by step, into the dark.
1/4/2011 (Wise men say only fools run in)
Birds chirping happily away. I opened an eye and reached out for the chirpy bird, which turn out to be my mobile phone. RQ loves birds hence my ringtones are all in tune to the sounds of birds.
2 unread sms. And it is 0645am.
1st sms: “Hey babe, what would you say if I would want to bring you to Koh Samui now? Can you leave now? "
2nd sms: “We will be leaving in a private jet. Not mine though but a friend is kind enough to loan it to me for a couple of days. What do you say? Coming with me? Please say yes.
Love you, Malcolm. "
I sat up straight in the bed, rub the sleep from my eyes and re-read the sms.
It took me 15 minutes to craft a professionally appropriate reply. I do not want to give him the impression I am dying to go with him.
Private jet
. Goodness me.
“Sure. Iam available for the day. Just let me know how to go about it”
7 minutes later, the bird chirped again. I know its 7 minutes because my eyes were perpetually glued to the screen waiting for his reply.
" Hey babe… guess what date is it today? *winky icon x 10* "
Date? I took a quick look at my mobile main screen and the realisation hit me like a punch on my face.
Arghh. Damn him. It is April’s Fool Day!
I should have known. If it is too good to be true, it probably is.
More chirping follows.
" Sorry. Are you angry? I did brought a most beautiful girl to an island on a private jet. The problem is I woke up when I was about to make love to her. *Blush face icon x 3* "
" When I woke up, the first thing I did was to place a face on that beautiful girl and you are the one that came into my mind. Would you be available for the day? I would like to bring you out for some wine and dine. This time its for real, not a fool’s joke. "
I burst out laughing at his honey laced corny words. Sigh. Lame as it is, but one could hardly resist flattery.
Flattered but still indignant, I send him my own version of a fool’s joke.
" Haha. Thats a good one you pull on me. Happy April Fool Day. Iam available for the day. How many hours you intend to book me? I charge a minimum of $XXX for at least 4 hours of companionship. Do let me know your preferred timing. *smiley face icon x 1* "
It is never my intention to charge him for just purely companionship. Iam perfectly fine with Wine and Dine as friends. No fees involved. Just when I was about to send him a
Just Kidding April’s Fool!
, a message came in. And his reply made me paused and gave me some food for thought.
" Sure babe. I know your charges very well. *wink icon*
I have never expect you to keep me company for free. You are an escort and every minute of your time counts. Shall we meet outside the Fullerton hotel at 12 noon for some Dim Sum? "
You are an escort and every minute of your time counts
Thats how he sees me. An escort. Well, truth to be told, Iam an escort. Nothing but an escort. And nothing could be closer than that.
kerri, you are an escort. accept that.
after wine & dine he gonna fuck your brains out.
why that resentment?
Why is that resentment and indignation welling up in me? I should have seen it coming. A successful escort I shall be. For the better future of my loved ones, so be it.
***sorry been really busy thats why the latest instalments take ages to come. stay tune to part 2. promise it wont be long.
1/4/2011 Wise men say only fools rush in (Part 2)
For a good hour i was sitting in front of the dressing table preening and putting on the final touches from my M.A.C compact powder. Today took a little longer than usual. I stare at the immaculate lady in the mirror scanning for any imperfections in the makeup. Somehow the colour tone at the neck seems lighter than the face’s. As I dab around my neck I was brought back to that dark memory of Malcolm choking me. Putting down my makeup apparatus I close my eyes and revived that moment of him choking me. Despite the violent nature of this memory I find myself relishing every second of that heart stopping brutal act.
After Felix play-rape I spend that whole night tossing and turning in bed, searching for an answer. Searching for the answer to the question: Why do I feel so strangely exhilarating when I was choked, bounded or forced?
I was still clueless to that very moment when I grab my handbag and strut out of the house. To meet the man who will one day make me bitterly understand the words
“wise men say only fools rush in but I cant help falling in love”
Despite being a weekday noon, a queue was forming outside the chinese restaurant. I was about to join the growing queue when malcolm grab my hand and lead me to the front. After a short conversation with the hostess we were shown to a small corner table. There is a thing called reservation. I should have known it. This is a man who dosent need nor want to queue for anything in his entire life. A quick glance around the imposing oriental accented restaurant reveal many white collared office workers and well coiffured middle age ladies. Rich tais tais on a friday luncheon.
I turn my attention to Malcolm and found him staring at me intently.
Malcolm: Penny for your thought? * Flashing his trademark dimple smile*
Me: Its a nice place.
Its more than
its a nice place
. Its a luxury to me. When was the last time since I had been to a restaurant of this calibre? A couple of years back when a relative had his wedding. And this man sitting oppsite me probably had his daily meals in the likes of all the Jade restaurants in singapore.
Malcolm: If you like it i can bring you here again on a weekend. Because they have a really good dim sum buffet but it is only available on weekends.
If you like it I can bring you here again
. The first time he said this was in that very nice bar during our first meeting. I didnt feel anything when he said that at that time. But this time, I thought I felt my heart skip a beat.
Me: *shaking my head* Dosent mean its nice we must indulge in it. At least not to me. Too much of a good thing will make it uninteresting in the long run.
Malcolm: *Cocking his head to one side* Mmmm…very true. The first time I ate at this place was very memorable. But now, I find the food so so and place boring.
Hello? Boring?
Sigh
The dilemma of rich people
One day will he will find me so so and boring?
The cantonese cuisine was exceptionally good. Maybe I was famished. Or maybe I was too used to the likes of bak chor mee. Perhaps next week I will bring my mother and RQ for the Dim Sum buffet.
In the middle of my 2nd abalone siew mai malcolm stop sipping his soup and look at me.
Malcolm: Do you miss me?
His sudden question caught me off guard.
Me: Do you want me to miss you?
Truth is… I miss the way you choke me….
Looking at me with his wistful eyes, it is hard to read his mind. What is he thinking of?
Malcolm: *laughs* I have been thinking of you since our last date.
Me: *smile* Yeah.. so much till you dream of me? *Giggle*
I thought Iam really going on a private jet!
Both of us burst out laughing. Thats the icebreaker. We had been rather quiet since we sat down and hardly any exchange of words except to place orders.
Malcolm: Sorry. I was kind of bored in the morning and realise its april fool day. You are the first person I think of. In my dream I was… mmm.. kissing and undressing a girl and then I woke up. Damn it!
Me: *Laugh* Err… so when u woke up u had a hard-on?
Malcolm: *Laugh* Sort of.
Me: So what is your plans for today?
Malcolm: *With a deadpan look* I plan to eat you.
Me: *Laugh and laugh* Yeah… seriously since when u upgrade from eating food to cannibalism?
Malcolm: *Still with that deadpan look* Iam serious. I can’t wait to rip your dress off and eat every part of you.
Me: Shhhh…ehh not so loud. People can hear!
Malcolm: I don’t care.
With that, he went back to his food.
And me, I just pray he dosen’t hear my heart palpating at 130 beats per minute. I got all feverishly excited when he said he want to rip my dress off. What is wrong with me?
1/4/2011 Wise men say only fools rush in (Part 3)
After the sumptuous lunch we went for a walk around the river quay. Holding hands. Giggling at his stupid jokes.
Me: Ehh… I tell something but don’t be angry ok?
Malcolm: Ok
Me: Sometimes your jokes really cold… really can’t make it.
Malcolm: Huh? Wow.. Really? But you can still laugh?
Me: Ya la… I laugh because it sounds stupid mah…. *Giving him a sheepish smile*
Malcolm: *Giving me a WTF look* To be honest Iam not a humorous guy.
Me: Aiya… never mind…as long as your girlfriend like you humorous or not dosen’t matter… right?
Malcolm: I don’t have a girlfriend
Me: Oh ok. Why not? You just broke up or what?
Malcolm: Eh, why you so kay poh?
Me: Just curious. Its ok if you don’t wish to say. Or maybe is it you are gay?!
Malcolm: Tsk! Hello if Iam gay do you think I want to hold your hands like this or kiss you like this?
He came close to me and planted a wet slobbering kiss on my lips.
Me: Wa lao your saliva all over me!
Malcolm: Haha… What about you? Do you have a boyfriend?
Me: Eh, why you so kay poh?
Malcolm: Mmm…Just curious. Its ok if you don’t wish to say. Or maybe is it you are lesbian?!
We burst out laughing and continue to stroll and banter with each other. We are almost just like any other newly dating couple. Well, almost.
Me: Hey lets catch a movie?
Malcolm: Sure. Its been quite a long while since I watch a movie in the cinema.
Me: You don’t like watching movies?
Malcolm: I love it… But no one to watch it with…
We decided on Red riding hood. Till now, this is the only movie that I emerged out of the cinema completely clueless of the entire show.
There wasn’t much people watching this movie as its still an early afternoon and the show had been airing for a couple of weeks. We were seated at the last row of the cinema. Once the lights dimmed I placed my head on his shoulders catching a whiff of his perfume. An extremely exotic smell. Quite unlike anything I had smelled before.
Me: What perfume are you wearing?
Malcolm: Ambre Topkapi
Me: Nice. Is it unisex?
Malcolm: Nope, for the men only.
Malcolm: Are you cold? I thought I can feel you shivering…
Me: Just a little bit…
To be honest, I couldn’t really tell whether iam shivering from the cold air conditioning or from the excitement of the sheer closeness of him.
He drape his right arm around me and bring closer to him. With the armrest lifted up we were practically skin to skin. I close my eyes and revel in his musky masculine smell. Its been so long since anyone can make me feel such a strong sense of security. I thought I feel safe and stable.
Or maybe its his perfume smell. Not only clothes make a man. Perfume can make a man as well.
All but just an illusion Kerri. An illusion. All that glitters is not gold.
Let me enjoy while it last then.
Sigh.
I was about to drift to slumber land when I felt a ticklish feeling at my inner thighs.
1/4/2011 Wise men say only fools rush in (Part 4)
He drape his right arm around me and bring closer to him. With the armrest lifted up we were practically skin to skin. I close my eyes and revel in his musky masculine smell. Its been so long since anyone can make me feel such a strong sense of security. I thought I feel safe and stable.
Or maybe its his perfume smell. Not only clothes make a man. Perfume can make a man as well.
All but just an illusion Kerri. An illusion. All that glitters is not gold.
Let me enjoy while it last then.
Sigh.
I was about to drift to slumber land when I felt a ticklish feeling at my inner thighs.
He was slowly stroking the insides of my thighs. Simple strokes. But it feels insanely good. Instinctively, I begin to move my legs a little wider but stop myself instantly.
I almost forgot this is a public area.
Granted its dark and cosy, but still, its public!
His hands are fully on my mound, teasing and stroking the cotton fabric of my panty. I reach down and gently try to push his hand away. But his hand wouldn’t bulge at all. Whenever I touch his hand he would forcefully flick at my fingers. Ouch.
I raised my head to frown at him. But he couldn’t really see my frown at all. All I got was a french kiss from him. I broke away from his mouth and attempt to concentrate on the movie. My mind could make no sense of the flurried movements and sounds coming from the big screen. It is said the strongest sense is always the sense of touch. After all, the hands occupied the most area in the brain in a homunculus.
And especially when you have 2 fingers up a woman’s most erogenous area.
Me: (Whispering into his ear) Eh… no wonder no one wants to watch a movie with you. Are you watching movie or molesting people?
He gave a loud chuckle and brought my hand onto his crotch.
Me: Since when you put stone in your underwear? So hard…
Malcolm: (Laugh) The stone always appear whenever I see you.
Ever gently I knead and rub his crotch while he is digging deeper into me. The sensation was beyond words.
I must have dozed off. The first thing I saw when i open my eyes was the end credits of the movie.
Me: How was the movie?
Malcolm: I wasn’t watching at all. Was thinking of something else. Obviously you weren’t watching.. You are just snoring away!
Me: what you thinking of?
Malcolm: Mmm.. remember I told you about role plays?
Me: What role play?
Malcolm: I want to do a role play with you.
Me: (sarcastic laugh) Eh if I act well can I get an Oscar or not?
Malcolm: Kerri, Iam serious!
Me: (Rolling my eyes) Hey look, Iam just an ordinary escort. Don’t expect too much of me please!
Goodness gracious! Play-rapes… role plays… The pennies seem to be getting harder to earn.
Breaking free from his hand I walk a little further away from him.
Iam feeling upset
Upset but not because i have to do roleplays
Upset because….
I have no idea why iam upset…
Malcolm: Throwing tantrums? Kerri? Iam talking to you!
I stop walking and wait for him to catch up.
Me: (Quiet voice) Ok… what do you want me to do?
Malcolm: Sorry. Just forget what I say.
Me: No… Just say! What role play?!
Looking at me silently for a few seconds before he grab my hand and we walk back to the carpark together. Not a word between us until we reach his apartment.
1/4/2011 Wise men say only fools rush in (Part 5)
Looking at me silently for a few seconds before he grab my hand and we walk back to the carpark together. Not a word between us until we reach his apartment.
Once in his house, all memories came flooding back to me. A potent concoction of fear and excitement. I fervently wish its not a rape scenario. Given his dark personality a rape role play will make Felix’s little alley act seems like child’s play.
Malcolm: Try this wine.. Domaine leroy..One of my favorites..
Me: *Sigh* Malcolm, I don’t drink alcohol. Told you that before. I might get stomachaches. And you get real horny…you said that before.
Malcolm: Wow.. you remember what I say.. *Laugh*
Yeah… I remember everything about you..
From the words you say… to the way you choke me…
Down to your perfume smell…
Malcolm: Try a little..
Me: I don’t want la..
Malcolm: You won’t get tummy aches I promise you… Just a little please? *Smiling from ear to ear*
Sigh.
Just by smiling, he could have me eating out of his hand.
An he hasn’t turn on any of his charm yet.
I took a sip of the wine. I couldn’t appreciate wine of any sorts. All alcoholic drinks taste the same to me.
But this particular one has a unique aftertaste sweetness that is rather unforgettable.
Malcolm: You like it?
Me: I must say… Its quite nice..
Malcolm: *Giving me a mock aghast look* Just quite nice?! You had no idea how much I pay for this vintage wine…
Me: *Shrug* Anyway Iam not interested to know..
Malcolm: But you be interested to know how it is going to be used in the role play.
Oh the role play
I have totally forgotten about it..
Me: What do you want to play? *casting him a suspicious look*
Malcolm: *Chuckle* Mmm.. I have this fantasy for a long time. The first time I saw you I knew you are the one for this..er.. story of mine .. *laugh*
Malcolm: The story goes like this…..
5 minutes later, I was looking at him expressionless. I do not know whether I ought to laugh or cry at his role play.
Iam to act as a female colleague of his. Iam from the sales department and he is from the accounts side. In this story, Iam actually embezzling money from the company and he (from the accounts department) was the one who found out about it. In exchange for not exposing me, I have to sleep with him.
Me: Eh Malcolm, you watch too much movies already.
Malcolm: Hahahahaha… I have a lot of fantasies. *Looking at me knowingly*
Kerri
Dont forget you are just an escort
Don’t forget the reason you are here in the first place
Don’t forget you are just a plaything
Don’t forget…
Me: Ok. I suppose I can do this role play.
Malcolm: *Beaming away* Thanks!!
Me: But… it is a different rate from the normal one.
Malcolm: Sure. I know. Don’t worry… If you do a good job, I would not shortchanged you.
Me: If I do a bad job…?
Malcolm: Then… you have to keep practising with me till you get it right.
Me: *Laugh* Oh.. we need a safe code?
Malcolm: Yes we do.. ehh, u done this before?
Me: Nope. But it is common sense isn’t it?
A little white lie there.. Somehow, I do not want him to know about the little “game” that me and Felix had played.
Malcolm: Ok… we will get to safe codes later on… Right now there is a couple of things you need to know.
A couple of things turn out to be a 20 minutes lecture on the dos and don’ts.
Basically it just boils down to good acting skills and an impromptu script. Most importantly, no laughter nor giggles. Iam not allowed to laugh nor “arm chio” (dialect for furtive smiles?) as Iam deem as an unwilling partner.
I have to be shy
Demure
Yet uncooperative
Yet unhappily cooperative
I was about to doze off when Malcolm flick his fingers in front of me.
Malcolm: Sorry.. Is it too much to ask of you?
Me: *Trying to stifle a yawn* No lah… not too much… only like one tonne of info there… Go on…add a few more tonnes. You will soon have a sleeping beauty on your couch.
Laughing, he pull me up from the couch and place his forehead onto mine.
Malcolm: *Looking into my eyes* You ready to do this?
Me: Malcolm… I will try… But no promises it will turn out the way you want..
Malcolm: I want you to enjoy the fantasy too… No pressure I promise.
Promise you won’t choke me too?
As much as I would like to tell him that, I didnt.
Maybe subconsciously I did want him to do that..
The story will starts from outside his apartment. He has “invited” me, the colleague, to his house to “discuss” about the discovery of the embezzlement.
Standing outside his door, I press the doorbell. My mind emptied of thoughts except 4 things.
Iam no longer Kerri.
My name is Jamie.
Iam a sales manager.
Most importantly, my safe code is Bingo.