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singlet
wow… spent like 2hrs reading all the stories…
nice story TS…
Thanks bro. Will update again tonight.
I enjoyed the eight course dinner with two beauties next to me, Rachel on my right and Diana on the left. It was extremely hard to concentrate on my food when I could see the pokies from Rachel’s shirt and she kept sliding her feet up and down my legs as we ate. If Diana was aware of what’s going on, she sure wasn’t showing it.
I made a point of staying at the table after finishing the chocolate truffles served with ice cream after the meal to avoid Diana seeing my hard on caused by Rachel during dinner. Rachel flashed me a grin as she strutted off out of the room before Diana left. It was obvious that she was doing all these on purpose. She was controlling me and I needed to fix that.
I ran up the stairs, into the bedroom as soon as I could, to find Rachel sitting on the bed watching TV. She looked nonchalant when I ran in, as if nothing happened just now. She only bothered to look up and say hi before returning her attention to the TV. It was as if she was PMS-ing. But I was quite sure her period didn’t just end.
I jumped onto the bed, snatching the control from her. She seemed rather angry when I switched off the TV. She made a move to leave the bed but I held her down, pinning her to the soft mattress. She wanted to scream but I warned her in time that I left the door open.
R: Go lock the door.
Me: And let you run away while I do that?
R: Or leave the door open and let Diana hear us.
That ignited a spark inside me and I ripped Rachel’s T-shirt off like a savage beast. She wasn’t wearing a bra, like I thought, and both her nipples were already erected. I folded her arms together so it was possible for me to pin her down with one hand and I used the other hand to pull her shorts down. The wetness of her pussy had soaked her shorts, making it stick to her pussy momentarily before I managed to get it free.
Rachel made a show of struggling as I used my free hand to free my member from its cage. Once free, the monster found its prey and pounced, running straight into the wet cave. As my monster continued its attack, Rachel was no longer able to contain herself and started moaning loudly to each thrust. Her arms broke free of my grip and swung out, sending the vase of flowers on the bedside table flying onto the carpeted floor.
There was no doubt that Diana heard Rachel cumming as there was a knock on our door shortly after and she asked if we’re fine. We were thankful that Diana stayed at the doorway because the bed could not be seen from the door. But we both agreed that it was kinky, knowing that someone else could hear us.
With that, I continued my thrusting after shooing Diana away, until I finally came all over Rachel’s toned stomach.
Thanks for the up bro.
I sat on the bed, waiting, as Rachel gathered her clothes to go to bathe. I waited until I heard the distinct sound of the shower coming on before I picked up the phone. I called our butler and gave him some instructions, making sure that Rachel couldn’t hear them while the water is running. I checked that Rachel was still in the shower when I picked up the phone again. This time, I called Diana, giving her some instructions for tomorrow.
I pretended to be already asleep under the large flowery quilt cover when Rachel finally came out of the bathroom.
11 June 2012
As per my instructions, our butler woke us up at 10am. He then proceeded to pour us a cup of Japanese Green Tea each; from the pot he brought on a black tray. He also left on the table a plate of cut fruits – snacks before breakfast.
I laid a set of our JC uniform on the bed for Rachel when she walked into the toilet to wash up. I dug through her suitcase to find a fresh pair of socks, so she knew to wear her track shoes with the uniform.
Rachel chuckled when she saw that her uniform sat where her original set of clothes once were. She was wearing the socks when I finally joined her in the large bedroom and I helped her retrieve her purple Asics shoes from the suitcase. She put them on so gingerly and I felt an erection growing from inside my pants.
I sent Diana off to run some errands for me and allowed her the rest of the day to go shopping. I gave her full use of the chauffeured Maybach which my uncle provided, giving her more incentive to stay out late. Hence, Rachel and I were able to walk out of the sliding door of our room, down the white staircase, out of the double doors and into the large roof terrace. I took her hand and we walked over the pool and down another flight of stairs, where I had arranged for brunch to be set up on a long table.
The sun shone hard down on us. The temperature was about 30 degrees and the high humidity made it seem even warmer. The clouds hanging above us were of no help as I felt myself sweating through my T-shirt.
I watched Rachel wipe beads of sweat off her face as she sampled the variety of amuse-gueules on the table. I saw her take a second spoonful of the gluttonous rice with scallops just before our dim sum were served.
Rachel sweated even more as she tucked into her Har Gow, dipping them in chilli before delicately placing them in her mouth. I stifled a smile, knowing that her uniform and socks were going to be thoroughly infused with her smell by night.
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gotnotime
Finally got time to read for awhile, and your story’s still good
Hahaha thanks. But do you have time to write?
Rachel excused herself to go to the bathroom as I finished breakfast. I lazily stood up and headed back into the living room and waited for our butler to appear. We were certainly confined to the suite as long as Rachel was still wearing the uniform. It was the June holidays, the chances of bumping into other Singaporean tourists was too high. It was not a risk I wanted to take.
I haven’t enjoyed the air conditioning inside the living room for long before our butler came with the Monopoly set I requested for the night before. I followed him back out to the terrace where he set up the Monopoly set on the woven table. One of the large L-shaped chairs was also moved such that Rachel and I could face each other while we played.
Rachel emerged from the suite carrying two cups of tea before the game was fully set up.
Me: You could have left that to our butlers.
R: Made specially with love
try it!
I took a sip of the tea. It was not bad. Well made. The tea was strong, yet not overpowering. The texture was perfect. I could tell it was Twining’s Jasmine Green Tea from the taste. But there was something else. Very faintly it was there. I didn’t realise what it is until she told me after our butler left.
R: I love how the tea bag touched me down there just now, how it soaked up my juice slowly and how it went into your cup of hot water after that.
I could not think of a response of that and instead threw my dices. I got an eleven. I was probably going to go first. The pieces moved and the properties started flying off the board. Midway through the game, it got rather competitive. Most of the properties have been bought and we had to resort to trading to complete a full set to start building hotels.
The trading started off civil. Rachel wanted to trade one pink property for an orange one. Then I demanded cash as well and she bit her lips, calling off the trade. Of course, I had more money at that time because I managed to purchase more properties at the start of the game. So Rachel had been paying me rent for quite a while. Looking at the boards, I would say that I had 2 properties in most of the colour groups while Rachel had one.
It was fine for about 2 turns then Rachel started again. This time she wanted to trade both her light blue ones for one yellow property. While the light blue properties were worth less, it was actually a good trade as I could start building houses immediately with the cash I currently had while it was much harder for Rachel to start, especially since the houses on the yellow set costs more. Even so, I rejected the offer and asked for money, in addition to the properties.
Rachel turned on her charm and started smiling at me. She spoke with a softer, sweeter voice and I could have sworn, parted her legs ever so slightly. That enabled me to see a black void inside her skirt. I’m not sure I saw her panties.
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eeemen
Great stuff bro, looking forward to more of it. Cheers, ………………..
Thanks bro. Been really busy these few weeks. Will continue to be for the next month or so. Might not be able to update at all. We shall see.
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noobgunZ
Great write up ts
. Was wondering if you’ll post some of the recent photos of Rachel during this HK intern trip. Would be great for giving us a picture of how far she has grown from her innocent past.
Hmm… There were 2 photos of her during this trip posted many pages back. I don’t really have many more. Why don’t I share a photo of her taken shortly after?
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ALFRS
Great idea! You turned her into a real woman bro! Show us what you have done!
Just updated.
I am… Finally back from my hibernation. Sorry guys for taking so long and a huge thank you to my loyal readers for following my story. I am truly humbled by those who never left when I was away.
With Rachel’s irresistible charm and my attention focused on the question of whether she was wearing panties, my thinking process slowed and I started to make costly decisions. My $400 property in the blue colour group was quickly swapped for her $320 green one and she allowed her legs to open a little wider.
Selling her my $200 orange property for a mere $280 meant that she allowed her legs to be spread a little more again. I knew then that there was no way I was going to win this game if she was playing me like this. Even if by chance I managed to bankrupt her, there may be repercussions which may haunt me later that day. This was a game I was prepared to lose.
As the game wore on, I could see more of what was under Rachel’s skirt. It was helped by the fact that the sun was going from behind Rachel to behind me, helping to illuminate what’s underneath. I was smiling when I moved into Rachel’s property for the last time, bankrupting myself. It was beyond doubt that Rachel wasn’t wearing any panties.
Lunch was served beside the private pool immediately after the game ended. It was as if our butler knew that I was going to lose and had the foresight to have lunch on the square table ready just before we finished the game.
Rachel and I both had lamb shanks with mint sauce for our mains, a delicious departure from the dim sum from the morning. We started on the topic of Hong Kong’s (then) nearing legislative elections while we savoured the lamb. Her legs smoothly slid against mine under the table, giving me another erection as our fresh juices were refilled. I started to jumble up my words as Rachel continued with our conversation. While I would not agree that God didn’t give us enough blood for both our big and small head, my big head was definitely at my small head’s mercy throughout the rest of the meal.
Rachel left the table after our Haagen Dazs dessert first and I could see her brown top sticking to her back. There was a small patch of sweat where her back had pressed against the chair. I toyed with asking her to come out from the air conditioned comfort of the suite for her to sweat more but the 2:30pm sun was getting too much for me to take.
I felt the blast of cold air hit me as I joined her in the room. I noticed Rachel was sitting on the velvet grey sofa, using her iPad with a grey pillow on her lap. She seemed so engrossed but yet relaxed sitting there that I hesitated before walking towards her. The cooling air was a welcome relieve from the heat outside and I too, lay on the sofa next to Rachel to use my iPad.
I was checking my notifications when I noticed several iMessages from my mum. I took out my iPhone from my pocket to check why it hadn’t vibrated earlier and found that the battery was flat. I walked up the stairs back into the master bedroom to charge my phone and I saw Rachel’s pink panties from that morning lying on the bed. This girl is always full of surprises.
I looked around the room, hesitating, wondering if I should close the door. What took seconds seemed like minutes as I deliberated if I should just leave her panties there and join her. My raging hormones took over and I picked up her panty, bringing it close to my nose. The scent was that of her suitcase and a little of her unique, lovely scent. The panties were dry and there wasn’t any sort of stain on it, suggesting that she took them off before masturbating just now.
My curiosity satisfied, I quickly dropped her panty back on the bed and hurried downstairs to join her.
R: What took you so long?
Me: I was replying to some messages while my phone was charging.
R: Whose messages could be more important than spending time with me?
She stuck her tongue out seductively as she finished her sentence and I could not stop myself from leaning over to kiss her. Before I knew it, we were wrapped in a tight embrace, tongues fighting each other in a passionate kiss.
The fire was burning but I was not going to give in yet. It was after all, still early. I broke the kiss and sat back against the chair, beside her. I was panting slightly from the ferocious kiss from just now. My mind wondered to how I was going to devour Rachel that night as she went back to playing Temple Run, the game which captured Singapore in 2012 on her iPad. It fascinates me, how she can give me all her attention and take it away as quickly as it came.
My daydream was broken by another ping from my iPad. My mum was starting to wonder why I was not replying her. I scrolled through her many messages and managed to find out that I was to fly off to London the day after I come back to Singapore. It was supposed to be a quick family vacation since I spent the whole holiday overseas with my Joanne and Rachel.
I read on and my mum said that I could bring Joanne along if I wanted to. I started wondering why she was so warm towards Joanne suddenly. Before I could wonder further, it hit me right in the face. We were going with my 2 uncles and their family. It was going to be big.
I bounded up the stairs to my phone and called Joanne immediately. She was slightly surprised to hear my voice on the line but agreed to come on one condition: there would be no sex involved. My manhood shrunk but I had no choice but to agree. When it came to Joanne, I guess it’s never about sex, just love.
I walked down the stairs slowly with a stupid grin on my face simply because Joanne agreed to come along with me. She still had to ask her parents, but it was half the battle won.
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eeemen
Welcome back bro! Cheers, ………………..
Thanks for your support bro
I’m glad you enjoy reading my story.
Rachel looked annoyed when she found out I was in such a good mood because I was going overseas with Joanne again. My heart thumped loudly as I was afraid it means there would be no action that night. I tried to pull her towards me, hugging her from the back but the pout on her unbelievably attractive face was still there.
She continued with her Temple Run as if nothing had happened and I was forced to go back to using my iPad. We sat like this for an hour, except for when Rachel called on our butler to get us a cold drink each. The minutes passed so very slowly as I waited for her to start a conversation. No words came out every time I opened my mouth.
It was dinner time when she finally spoke, asking what we should have for dinner. I smiled at her and called for our butler, asking him for recommendations. Deep inside, I was relieved that she stopped giving me the cold shoulder.
Dinner was set up for us near the balcony but still inside the air conditioned room. The TV was pushed away and a table was set right at the corner of the room where we could slowly watch the sun set as we had dinner. Diana was not expected to be back until around 9pm. We had the whole evening to ourselves.
We decided to have a sashimi feast for dinner for a change and our food was served up in a huge platter. 5 types of sashimi were delicately cut such that they were just about the same size and we had Beluga caviar placed on the sides to go with the sashimi.
I instructed our butler that we were not to be disturbed for the next 3 hours and a grin came onto Rachel’s face. There was no doubt about what she was thinking and I smiled back at her, acknowledging the fact.
Dinner proceeded rather quickly, for there were no appetizers or soups, to waste our time. All there was accompanying the huge dish was a bottle of Moet GV 2002 and a large bowl of Haagen Dazs in the freezer. Rachel dipped her sashimi into wasabi and soy sauce while I preferred to have mine with Caviar on top.
Midway through dinner, Rachel decided to take things one step further. As if her sticking out her tongue every time she wanted to put a piece of sashimi into her mouth was not enough, I felt the smooth sensation of her socks touching my legs, gliding smoothly up and down. That alone was enough for me to feel like abandoning dinner to carry on with the night’s activities. Instead, I just poured myself a hearty glass of champagne and gulped it down, hoping that the alcohol would help me resist Rachel’s advances for now.
We decided to skip the ice cream and proceed to the sofa again where we sat next to each other, watching the magnificent sunset on the amazing skyline. We each held our glass of Moet, crossed – like you see in weddings.