The entire work week was pretty hectic. I had more or less transitioned into full time working from office as it didn’t make much sense to be WFH when there was so much more paperwork to do now that Helen had left.
Monday was packed with reviewing the CVs that were passed to me previously, to see if there were any specific interview questions I could or should be asking.
At least Karen was handling her portfolio rather well, we had already received compliments from her client on her attention to detail and willingness to go the extra mile.
Tuesday was the start of the four candidate interviews. It made a lot of sense to interview all the candidates on the same day, however, only 3 could make it so the fourth, the only guy on the list, had to be done on another day. I wondered if we could finish everything within the week, including hiring.
The 3 girls were normal in my opinion, all fresh grads with some sort of business or HR-related degree. I really wondered how relevant qualifications were in this company anyway. Most of the things that I did that were HR related really didn’t require a HR diploma/degree, nor were the operational things. I guess all it took was a good attitude.
I kept an open mind as there was still one more interview scheduled for Thursday.
Surprisingly, the guy never showed up for the interview, only calling on Thursday morning to say that he had found a job already and wouldn’t be coming. It was rather annoying as unless he had found the job on Tuesday or Wednesday, he could have informed us when we confirmed the interview on Monday.
I ended up going through the remaining 3 candidates with Rebecca, eventually deciding on the rather tomboyish-looking late-20s lady named Kate. A graduate from SUSS, she was slim, tall, tanned and sporty. And also the only one who came for the interview in pants instead of a skirt. She had short hair in a neat bob that ended midway down her neck. Figure-wise, other that being slim, I really couldn’t tell what was under her shirt and blazer.
Rebecca made the confirmation call on Friday, and Kate would start on Monday. It wasn’t surprising as all the candidates we interviewed were all ready to start anytime, having already left their previous jobs. I thought it took a lot of balls to quit their current job, then slowly look around to see what was available.
Friday night I had dinner with Shirlyn as she had ambushed me just as I was leaving the office. We didn’t know what to eat so we drove around aimlessly before somehow ending up at this bistro of sorts in Upper Thomson as she wanted to try their Dai Lok Mee.
It was absurdly packed, being a Friday evening and all, so we ended up just ordering takeaway and eating in the car in one of the side lanes.
S: Hey. We’re fuck buddies right?
Me: Yeah?
S: How come you didn’t ask if I wanted to have sex?
Me: Erm.
S: Are you running away again?
Me: No… I’m still here right?
S: Well, I want to have sex.
Me: Erm. Sure.
S: But can’t go to my place. Whole family is home.
Me: And?
S: I’m embarrassed to have a fuck buddy?
Me: Are you?
S: Not really.
Me: Then?
S: Just a little bit hard to explain why there’s a guy in my room, why it’s so noisy, and why we’re running to the toilet naked right?
Me: Hotel?
S: Kovan? God no. What if Rebecca is buying durians?
Me: Then I’m out of options.
S: Have you ever had sex outdoors?
Me: Erm. Staircase counted?
S: In the car?
Me: Blowjobs?
She turned around.
S: Your backseat is a little small.
Me: It’s a small car.
S: Should be quite squeezy.
Me: Yeah.
S: Means you have no choice but to be close to me, and deep inside me.
Me: And probably pull a muscle somewhere trying to maneuver into the correct position.
S: Want to try or not?
Me: I’d rather go to a hotel honestly. Or sneak you into my place.
S: Can you?
I recalled when Ann came over previously. It was late and everyone was asleep. It was now early and everyone was awake.
Me: I’d rather go to a hotel.
S: Where?
Me: Let me check Agoda.
I scrolled through the app to see where had hotels at an affordable price.
S: Sex in a bathtub.
Me: What?
S: Bucket list.
Me: Oh. Erm. Some Hotel 81 has bathtubs.
S: Ew. Got proper hotel or not?
I tried to recall where had bathtubs and remembered that Venue hotel probably had bathtubs, but in the bigger rooms. But they were fully booked.
Me: I think need to book a better hotel, then have a staycation.
S: Ok. Tomorrow. Staycation. Where?
Me: I’m trying to see where’s good and affordable.
S: Who cares about the price?
Me: I didn’t get an increment yet you know…
S: You have other incentives.
Me: Like?
S: Fucking me.
Me: Oh.
S: Who else you wanna fuck then?
Me: Nobody.
She sighed and took out her phone.
S: Ok. Tomorrow. Park Royal Marina.
Me: What?
S: I’ve booked a room.
Me: Let’s split the cost.
S: It’s fine. Consider it your incentive.
Me: What…
S: You better fuck me well then. Haha.
Me: Isn’t it good?
S: It is. So the standard better don’t drop. And you better don’t cum in 5 minutes.
Me: You know I don’t.
S: Ok. Good. Tomorrow is settled then.
I sent her home and headed back home.
After I showered, I got a text from Nat.
N: Hey… you free? I want your cock.
Me: Erm. Now?
N: Would be good.
Me: Where’s Darren?
N: With Alicia, or Felicia. He’ll be back soon to settle the kids.
I wondered if I could pleasure her and still perform the next day with Shirlyn.
Me: I’ve had a long week and I’m quite tired. Could you find your other partner?
N: He played me out. Was supposed to meet but he cancelled.
Me: So I’m the substitute?
N: Yup.
Me: Thanks for being honest. But I don’t really appreciate that.
N: Oh. Ok. I can go to you though. I’ll do all the work. You just lie there and let me use you.
Me: Erm. I’m home and my parents are awake.
N: I’ll drop by after 12 then.
Me: Erm.
N: Please…. I’ve been craving your cock since last week. You used your mouth on me so much…
Me: Erm…
N: It won’t be a regular thing la. Maybe fortnightly, or monthly.
Me: Ok. Fine.
I texted her my address.
N: Thanks! See you later.
I browsed iherb for some supplements before taking a nap. It seemed like I really probably needed some supplements anyway.
The entire work week was pretty hectic. I had more or less transitioned into full time working from office as it didn’t make much sense to be WFH when there was so much more paperwork to do now that Helen had left.
Monday was packed with reviewing the CVs that were passed to me previously, to see if there were any specific interview questions I could or should be asking.
At least Karen was handling her portfolio rather well, we had already received compliments from her client on her attention to detail and willingness to go the extra mile.
Tuesday was the start of the four candidate interviews. It made a lot of sense to interview all the candidates on the same day, however, only 3 could make it so the fourth, the only guy on the list, had to be done on another day. I wondered if we could finish everything within the week, including hiring.
The 3 girls were normal in my opinion, all fresh grads with some sort of business or HR-related degree. I really wondered how relevant qualifications were in this company anyway. Most of the things that I did that were HR related really didn’t require a HR diploma/degree, nor were the operational things. I guess all it took was a good attitude.
I kept an open mind as there was still one more interview scheduled for Thursday.
Surprisingly, the guy never showed up for the interview, only calling on Thursday morning to say that he had found a job already and wouldn’t be coming. It was rather annoying as unless he had found the job on Tuesday or Wednesday, he could have informed us when we confirmed the interview on Monday.
I ended up going through the remaining 3 candidates with Rebecca, eventually deciding on the rather tomboyish-looking late-20s lady named Kate. A graduate from SUSS, she was slim, tall, tanned and sporty. And also the only one who came for the interview in pants instead of a skirt. She had short hair in a neat bob that ended midway down her neck. Figure-wise, other that being slim, I really couldn’t tell what was under her shirt and blazer.
Rebecca made the confirmation call on Friday, and Kate would start on Monday. It wasn’t surprising as all the candidates we interviewed were all ready to start anytime, having already left their previous jobs. I thought it took a lot of balls to quit their current job, then slowly look around to see what was available.
Friday night I had dinner with Shirlyn as she had ambushed me just as I was leaving the office. We didn’t know what to eat so we drove around aimlessly before somehow ending up at this bistro of sorts in Upper Thomson as she wanted to try their Dai Lok Mee.
It was absurdly packed, being a Friday evening and all, so we ended up just ordering takeaway and eating in the car in one of the side lanes.
S: Hey. We’re fuck buddies right?
Me: Yeah?
S: How come you didn’t ask if I wanted to have sex?
Me: Erm.
S: Are you running away again?
Me: No… I’m still here right?
S: Well, I want to have sex.
Me: Erm. Sure.
S: But can’t go to my place. Whole family is home.
Me: And?
S: I’m embarrassed to have a fuck buddy?
Me: Are you?
S: Not really.
Me: Then?
S: Just a little bit hard to explain why there’s a guy in my room, why it’s so noisy, and why we’re running to the toilet naked right?
Me: Hotel?
S: Kovan? God no. What if Rebecca is buying durians?
Me: Then I’m out of options.
S: Have you ever had sex outdoors?
Me: Erm. Staircase counted?
S: In the car?
Me: Blowjobs?
She turned around.
S: Your backseat is a little small.
Me: It’s a small car.
S: Should be quite squeezy.
Me: Yeah.
S: Means you have no choice but to be close to me, and deep inside me.
Me: And probably pull a muscle somewhere trying to maneuver into the correct position.
S: Want to try or not?
Me: I’d rather go to a hotel honestly. Or sneak you into my place.
S: Can you?
I recalled when Ann came over previously. It was late and everyone was asleep. It was now early and everyone was awake.
Me: I’d rather go to a hotel.
S: Where?
Me: Let me check Agoda.
I scrolled through the app to see where had hotels at an affordable price.
S: Sex in a bathtub.
Me: What?
S: Bucket list.
Me: Oh. Erm. Some Hotel 81 has bathtubs.
S: Ew. Got proper hotel or not?
I tried to recall where had bathtubs and remembered that Venue hotel probably had bathtubs, but in the bigger rooms. But they were fully booked.
Me: I think need to book a better hotel, then have a staycation.
S: Ok. Tomorrow. Staycation. Where?
Me: I’m trying to see where’s good and affordable.
S: Who cares about the price?
Me: I didn’t get an increment yet you know…
S: You have other incentives.
Me: Like?
S: Fucking me.
Me: Oh.
S: Who else you wanna fuck then?
Me: Nobody.
She sighed and took out her phone.
S: Ok. Tomorrow. Park Royal Marina.
Me: What?
S: I’ve booked a room.
Me: Let’s split the cost.
S: It’s fine. Consider it your incentive.
Me: What…
S: You better fuck me well then. Haha.
Me: Isn’t it good?
S: It is. So the standard better don’t drop. And you better don’t cum in 5 minutes.
Me: You know I don’t.
S: Ok. Good. Tomorrow is settled then.
I sent her home and headed back home.
After I showered, I got a text from Nat.
N: Hey… you free? I want your cock.
Me: Erm. Now?
N: Would be good.
Me: Where’s Darren?
N: With Alicia, or Felicia. He’ll be back soon to settle the kids.
I wondered if I could pleasure her and still perform the next day with Shirlyn.
Me: I’ve had a long week and I’m quite tired. Could you find your other partner?
N: He played me out. Was supposed to meet but he cancelled.
Me: So I’m the substitute?
N: Yup.
Me: Thanks for being honest. But I don’t really appreciate that.
N: Oh. Ok. I can go to you though. I’ll do all the work. You just lie there and let me use you.
Me: Erm. I’m home and my parents are awake.
N: I’ll drop by after 12 then.
Me: Erm.
N: Please…. I’ve been craving your cock since last week. You used your mouth on me so much…
Me: Erm…
N: It won’t be a regular thing la. Maybe fortnightly, or monthly.
Me: Ok. Fine.
I texted her my address.
N: Thanks! See you later.
I browsed iherb for some supplements before taking a nap. It seemed like I really probably needed some supplements anyway.
I wasn’t expecting Nat to show up, but she did. I sort of automatically woke up around 1230am and saw that she had texted at 12 saying she was on the way.
However, I was a little uncomfortable with inviting her into my place, in case it became a habit, so I texted her.
Me: Do you wanna do it outdoors instead?
I guess she was driving as she took awhile to reply.
N: Sure. Meet me downstairs?
I got dressed and went down, wearing only my army shorts and a singlet for easy access.
Nat arrived shortly. She had taken Darren’s car. At least it was bigger than my car, assuming she wanted to do it in the car.
I got in.
N: Didn’t know you’re so kinky.
Me: Don’t feel comfortable inviting you in, my parents are still awake.
It was a white lie.
N: Oh. So, in the car? Or like really outdoors?
Me: Car is fine, outdoors is fine too.
N: Any good car parks around here?
Me: Actually there was one near your place.
N: Oh.
Me: Probably have to find those new estates that no one moved in yet?
N: How adventurous are you?
Me: Not very?
N: I know a rather new estate. Friend just moved in. But I think it’s getting pretty crowded.
Me: Where?
N: Northshore.
Me: Sounds like punggol.
N: Yeah.
Me: I’m easy.
N: Ok. You drive.
Me: Huh?
N: I’ll blow you while you drive.
Me: Erm. That’s dangerous.
N: At this time of the night? Should be fine. Just go slower.
Me: Err… ok…
I swapped places with her and started to orientate myself to the car. She immediately leaned over and stuck her hand down my shorts.
Me: Eh wait. I need GPS.
N: What… you know yishun dam right? Just turn left at the end then follow the road.
She slipped my flaccid cock in.
Me: Woah… slow down..
N: I’m hungry.
I drove off slowly as she teased my cock with her sensuous tongue. It actually felt really good, and not distracting enough for me to crash into the pavement. It was as though she knew how to exactly control her blowjobs to produce the maximum pleasure despite the situation.
As her lips teased my pole and her tongue swirled around my dickhead, I tried my best to get us in one piece to Yishun Dam at least. She increased the pace and suction each time we stopped at a traffic light and I felt my legs tremble, yet she would let up when we had to move off.
The route to Northshore was familiar. I had cycled down that way before, and at that time of the night, there were no cars on the road, except for the odd group of cyclists.
I felt the seat getting really damp. She was dripping so much saliva that I was really thankful it was leather seats.
Halfway there I had to stop by the side of the road.
N: What’s wrong?
Me: Gonna cum. You’re too good.
N: Then just cum?
Me: While driving?
N: Why not?
Me: A bit dangerous right?
N: Just cum la.
She continued sucking and I felt my balls get tighter and I released a shot into her mouth. She kept sucking, teasing out two more shots. I could feel her swallowing, while still sucking, it was amazing that she was not choking yet.
She licked me clean and wiped me with a wet tissue.
N: Ok. Please carry on.
Me: Erm. I don’t know if I can get hard again.
N: I’m sure you can. Hard enough for me to ride is fine.
Me: Back seat?
N: Yup. So drive to Northshore.
Me: Ok.
I continued and went into the first carpark I saw. It was underground so I guess it should be fine. Probably nobody was going in and out at this time.
The carpark was pretty full, even at the lower level.
N: Hmm… try the one at the end? My friend stays there. Last I remember the basement 2 wasn’t very crowded.
I headed to the carpark she directed me to and true enough, it was pretty empty at one end in basement 2.
N: Leave the engine running. Go to the backseat.
We went to the backseat and shut the doors. She practically pulled off my shorts again and began attacking me. And she was right, I was hard within seconds. She quickly tore open a condom and capped me, before climbing onto me, facing me.
It was a pretty tight squeeze so her face was very close to mine. I guess we were both tempted to start kissing, but somehow we never did before, probably in case we put too much emotions into it or something. So we didn’t kiss.
The position in the back seat was surprisingly good for sex. I could go really deep into her and she was practically grinding on me all the way, even cumming once and resting for a bit before continuing.
I was a little concerned that she inserted me without much foreplay after the previous incident when I went in when she was slightly dry, but this time however, she seemed wet enough. Or maybe she wasn’t using a 0.01.
One bad thing about the backseat was that even though the aircon was on, our actions were so vigorous that we both were sweating already. My singlet was soaked, and I was pretty sure her t-shirt was too. I tested by sliding my hands behind her back and felt the stickiness, unhooking her bra and letting her breasts go free. I tweaked her nipples in that awkward position causing her to moan louder.
Frankly speaking, I was a little concerned about someone strolling by and catching us, even though we were technically the only car in that location.
She came again before getting off.
N: Can you fuck me?
Me: Here? It’s a bit squeezy.
N: Outside the car.
Me: Seriously?
N: Why not? We’re in the corner.
Me: Why not go to the staircase or something?
N: Cos you’re still hard and I’m still wet. By the time we walk to the staircase you’re gonna be soft and me dry.
Me: Err… ok…
She opened the door that was facing the corner and we got out. I looked around to see if there was anyone but didn’t see anyone.
She bent over, leaning on the car seat and I entered her from behind, thrusting slowly and trying to make as little noise as I could.
N: Can you go faster and harder?
Me: Erm. Noisy?
N: Nobody is here!
I tried going a little faster, but the sound of my thighs slapping on her butt was being amplified by the emptiness of the car park. I naturally slowed down.
N: Just cum faster la!
Me: It’s too exciting. I can’t concentrate.
N: Exciting then you should cum faster right?
Me: Not exciting in a good way.
N: Just do it faster la. No one is going to hear.
I pumped her harder, trying to control the slapping noises but it wasn’t really working. Five minutes into it I still had not cum.
N: Eh, are you going to cum or not?
Me: Not yet?
N: Faster la….
Me: I’m trying!
N: Take off the condom.
Me: What?
N: Just do it. Fuck it. I don’t care liao.
Me: It’s ok. I’ll try to cum faster.
I pumped her faster and harder and jerked my body and twitched my cock a little, trying to pretend that I came, pulling out of her.
Me: Ok. Done.
N: Sure or not?
She turned around and examined my dick, ripping off the condom.
N: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAT THE FUCK???
Me: What?
N: I thought only girls fake orgasms. You fucking just faked an orgasm with me!
Me: Sorry… it’s too… distracting.
N: You’re still fucking hard.
She sat on the edge of the seat.
N: Fuck me.
Me: Condom?
N: I only brought one.
Me: Then it’s ok. I don’t need to cum.
She grabbed me by the dick.
N: Just fuck me.
She pulled me towards her and rubbed my dickhead on her labia, before grabbing my ass and pushing me into her. She was so fucking tight and I could feel everything without a condom.
N: Come on! What are you waiting for?
I guess I was already at the point of no return. I thrust into her tight and wet pussy, feeling the ridges of her vaginal wall rub against my pole. It was no wonder she said Jason came in 5 thrusts. If I wasn’t concentrating, I probably would have too. Luckily she had already sucked me dry on the way over.
I pounded her for another 5 minutes or so.
N: What’s wrong with you? Raw also cannot cum?
Me: Err… I’m really just distracted.
N: You came in my mouth easily just now.
Me: That’s different.
N: I’ll use my mouth then.
She pushed me away and into the car, getting in and shutting the door behind her, before taking me in her mouth. I still found myself looking around though, in case there was a voyeur hiding somewhere. It didn’t seem like a good idea to end up on Stomp.
N: Eh. Something is really wrong with you today.
Me: You sucked me dry liao la. What did you expect.
N: Well, I’m not getting this go to waste.
She straddled me and slid in again. Without a condom. She had broken her own rule.
N: Do not say anything to Darren. I trust you.
Me: I haven’t gotten tested.
N: I think we’ll be fine.
She rode herself to another 2 orgasms and I still had not cum.
N: Ok. I’m dying. I want to sleep already.
She got off and grabbed the wet tissues from the front, helping me wipe myself before wiping herself.
N: God, I wish Jason had your stamina.
Me: You don’t think this is a problem?
N: What? You taking so long to cum? I don’t care, as long as you stay hard.
Me: I meant we didn’t use condoms.
N: Whatever la. I really only brought one condom. I knew you’d last long so I thought one would be enough. But who knows you are like a fucking robot.
We got back to the front of the car.
Me: I’ll drive myself back. You ok to drive home?
N: Yeah. I’ll nap for awhile.
I stared at the clock on the dashboard.
It was 2am. How in the world did we take so long?
Outdoor sex was usually a quickie. Maybe I was developing some new medical problem.
I drove home slowly so she would have more time to nap, even only waking her after sitting in the car for another 20 minutes.
N: Thank you. I wish I’d known you sooner. You’re really a good fuck buddy.
Me: I’ll keep a stash of condoms.
N: Oh it’s fine. I have loads. Will just leave them in the car and my bag or something.
Me: You ok to drive back?
N: Yup. By the way, I have something to tell you.
Me: What?
N: You don’t have to believe me, but Jasmine is really not seeing Darren. Alicia and Felicia keep him busy throughout the week and sometimes even weekends.
Me: Erm. I didn’t ask. And didn’t need to know.
N: Darren told me you were worried about it. Jasmine too.
Me: That’s so suspicious.
N: I think for now you just have to trust her ok? Let her sort out her stuff. And really, thanks for tonight. Next time I’ll give you more advance notice. Good night.
Me: Good night.
I watched as she drove off. I wondered why she needed to mention Jasmine’s supposed celibacy now. Was it really because they were trying to reassure me? Or were they just trying to distract me.
Whatever the issue was, I wondered how sustainable this was going to be. I didn’t know how often Shirlyn wanted to have sex, and Natasha seemed to be super impromptu.
But the good thing about all this was I guess that this was pretty good stress relief from my new appointment at work.
I wasn’t expecting Nat to show up, but she did. I sort of automatically woke up around 1230am and saw that she had texted at 12 saying she was on the way.
However, I was a little uncomfortable with inviting her into my place, in case it became a habit, so I texted her.
Me: Do you wanna do it outdoors instead?
I guess she was driving as she took awhile to reply.
N: Sure. Meet me downstairs?
I got dressed and went down, wearing only my army shorts and a singlet for easy access.
Nat arrived shortly. She had taken Darren’s car. At least it was bigger than my car, assuming she wanted to do it in the car.
I got in.
N: Didn’t know you’re so kinky.
Me: Don’t feel comfortable inviting you in, my parents are still awake.
It was a white lie.
N: Oh. So, in the car? Or like really outdoors?
Me: Car is fine, outdoors is fine too.
N: Any good car parks around here?
Me: Actually there was one near your place.
N: Oh.
Me: Probably have to find those new estates that no one moved in yet?
N: How adventurous are you?
Me: Not very?
N: I know a rather new estate. Friend just moved in. But I think it’s getting pretty crowded.
Me: Where?
N: Northshore.
Me: Sounds like punggol.
N: Yeah.
Me: I’m easy.
N: Ok. You drive.
Me: Huh?
N: I’ll blow you while you drive.
Me: Erm. That’s dangerous.
N: At this time of the night? Should be fine. Just go slower.
Me: Err… ok…
I swapped places with her and started to orientate myself to the car. She immediately leaned over and stuck her hand down my shorts.
Me: Eh wait. I need GPS.
N: What… you know yishun dam right? Just turn left at the end then follow the road.
She slipped my flaccid cock in.
Me: Woah… slow down..
N: I’m hungry.
I drove off slowly as she teased my cock with her sensuous tongue. It actually felt really good, and not distracting enough for me to crash into the pavement. It was as though she knew how to exactly control her blowjobs to produce the maximum pleasure despite the situation.
As her lips teased my pole and her tongue swirled around my dickhead, I tried my best to get us in one piece to Yishun Dam at least. She increased the pace and suction each time we stopped at a traffic light and I felt my legs tremble, yet she would let up when we had to move off.
The route to Northshore was familiar. I had cycled down that way before, and at that time of the night, there were no cars on the road, except for the odd group of cyclists.
I felt the seat getting really damp. She was dripping so much saliva that I was really thankful it was leather seats.
Halfway there I had to stop by the side of the road.
N: What’s wrong?
Me: Gonna cum. You’re too good.
N: Then just cum?
Me: While driving?
N: Why not?
Me: A bit dangerous right?
N: Just cum la.
She continued sucking and I felt my balls get tighter and I released a shot into her mouth. She kept sucking, teasing out two more shots. I could feel her swallowing, while still sucking, it was amazing that she was not choking yet.
She licked me clean and wiped me with a wet tissue.
N: Ok. Please carry on.
Me: Erm. I don’t know if I can get hard again.
N: I’m sure you can. Hard enough for me to ride is fine.
Me: Back seat?
N: Yup. So drive to Northshore.
Me: Ok.
I continued and went into the first carpark I saw. It was underground so I guess it should be fine. Probably nobody was going in and out at this time.
The carpark was pretty full, even at the lower level.
N: Hmm… try the one at the end? My friend stays there. Last I remember the basement 2 wasn’t very crowded.
I headed to the carpark she directed me to and true enough, it was pretty empty at one end in basement 2.
N: Leave the engine running. Go to the backseat.
We went to the backseat and shut the doors. She practically pulled off my shorts again and began attacking me. And she was right, I was hard within seconds. She quickly tore open a condom and capped me, before climbing onto me, facing me.
It was a pretty tight squeeze so her face was very close to mine. I guess we were both tempted to start kissing, but somehow we never did before, probably in case we put too much emotions into it or something. So we didn’t kiss.
The position in the back seat was surprisingly good for sex. I could go really deep into her and she was practically grinding on me all the way, even cumming once and resting for a bit before continuing.
I was a little concerned that she inserted me without much foreplay after the previous incident when I went in when she was slightly dry, but this time however, she seemed wet enough. Or maybe she wasn’t using a 0.01.
One bad thing about the backseat was that even though the aircon was on, our actions were so vigorous that we both were sweating already. My singlet was soaked, and I was pretty sure her t-shirt was too. I tested by sliding my hands behind her back and felt the stickiness, unhooking her bra and letting her breasts go free. I tweaked her nipples in that awkward position causing her to moan louder.
Frankly speaking, I was a little concerned about someone strolling by and catching us, even though we were technically the only car in that location.
She came again before getting off.
N: Can you fuck me?
Me: Here? It’s a bit squeezy.
N: Outside the car.
Me: Seriously?
N: Why not? We’re in the corner.
Me: Why not go to the staircase or something?
N: Cos you’re still hard and I’m still wet. By the time we walk to the staircase you’re gonna be soft and me dry.
Me: Err… ok…
She opened the door that was facing the corner and we got out. I looked around to see if there was anyone but didn’t see anyone.
She bent over, leaning on the car seat and I entered her from behind, thrusting slowly and trying to make as little noise as I could.
N: Can you go faster and harder?
Me: Erm. Noisy?
N: Nobody is here!
I tried going a little faster, but the sound of my thighs slapping on her butt was being amplified by the emptiness of the car park. I naturally slowed down.
N: Just cum faster la!
Me: It’s too exciting. I can’t concentrate.
N: Exciting then you should cum faster right?
Me: Not exciting in a good way.
N: Just do it faster la. No one is going to hear.
I pumped her harder, trying to control the slapping noises but it wasn’t really working. Five minutes into it I still had not cum.
N: Eh, are you going to cum or not?
Me: Not yet?
N: Faster la….
Me: I’m trying!
N: Take off the condom.
Me: What?
N: Just do it. Fuck it. I don’t care liao.
Me: It’s ok. I’ll try to cum faster.
I pumped her faster and harder and jerked my body and twitched my cock a little, trying to pretend that I came, pulling out of her.
Me: Ok. Done.
N: Sure or not?
She turned around and examined my dick, ripping off the condom.
N: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAT THE FUCK???
Me: What?
N: I thought only girls fake orgasms. You fucking just faked an orgasm with me!
Me: Sorry… it’s too… distracting.
N: You’re still fucking hard.
She sat on the edge of the seat.
N: Fuck me.
Me: Condom?
N: I only brought one.
Me: Then it’s ok. I don’t need to cum.
She grabbed me by the dick.
N: Just fuck me.
She pulled me towards her and rubbed my dickhead on her labia, before grabbing my ass and pushing me into her. She was so fucking tight and I could feel everything without a condom.
N: Come on! What are you waiting for?
I guess I was already at the point of no return. I thrust into her tight and wet pussy, feeling the ridges of her vaginal wall rub against my pole. It was no wonder she said Jason came in 5 thrusts. If I wasn’t concentrating, I probably would have too. Luckily she had already sucked me dry on the way over.
I pounded her for another 5 minutes or so.
N: What’s wrong with you? Raw also cannot cum?
Me: Err… I’m really just distracted.
N: You came in my mouth easily just now.
Me: That’s different.
N: I’ll use my mouth then.
She pushed me away and into the car, getting in and shutting the door behind her, before taking me in her mouth. I still found myself looking around though, in case there was a voyeur hiding somewhere. It didn’t seem like a good idea to end up on Stomp.
N: Eh. Something is really wrong with you today.
Me: You sucked me dry liao la. What did you expect.
N: Well, I’m not getting this go to waste.
She straddled me and slid in again. Without a condom. She had broken her own rule.
N: Do not say anything to Darren. I trust you.
Me: I haven’t gotten tested.
N: I think we’ll be fine.
She rode herself to another 2 orgasms and I still had not cum.
N: Ok. I’m dying. I want to sleep already.
She got off and grabbed the wet tissues from the front, helping me wipe myself before wiping herself.
N: God, I wish Jason had your stamina.
Me: You don’t think this is a problem?
N: What? You taking so long to cum? I don’t care, as long as you stay hard.
Me: I meant we didn’t use condoms.
N: Whatever la. I really only brought one condom. I knew you’d last long so I thought one would be enough. But who knows you are like a fucking robot.
We got back to the front of the car.
Me: I’ll drive myself back. You ok to drive home?
N: Yeah. I’ll nap for awhile.
I stared at the clock on the dashboard.
It was 2am. How in the world did we take so long?
Outdoor sex was usually a quickie. Maybe I was developing some new medical problem.
I drove home slowly so she would have more time to nap, even only waking her after sitting in the car for another 20 minutes.
N: Thank you. I wish I’d known you sooner. You’re really a good fuck buddy.
Me: I’ll keep a stash of condoms.
N: Oh it’s fine. I have loads. Will just leave them in the car and my bag or something.
Me: You ok to drive back?
N: Yup. By the way, I have something to tell you.
Me: What?
N: You don’t have to believe me, but Jasmine is really not seeing Darren. Alicia and Felicia keep him busy throughout the week and sometimes even weekends.
Me: Erm. I didn’t ask. And didn’t need to know.
N: Darren told me you were worried about it. Jasmine too.
Me: That’s so suspicious.
N: I think for now you just have to trust her ok? Let her sort out her stuff. And really, thanks for tonight. Next time I’ll give you more advance notice. Good night.
Me: Good night.
I watched as she drove off. I wondered why she needed to mention Jasmine’s supposed celibacy now. Was it really because they were trying to reassure me? Or were they just trying to distract me.
Whatever the issue was, I wondered how sustainable this was going to be. I didn’t know how often Shirlyn wanted to have sex, and Natasha seemed to be super impromptu.
But the good thing about all this was I guess that this was pretty good stress relief from my new appointment at work.
I actually had a pretty good sleep and woke up later than usual. Shirlyn had arranged to meet around lunchtime at her place before heading down to the hotel.
I had a quick breakfast of Filet o Fish just in case, as I remembered how it supposedly helped me to perform previously, but there was no way I was driving down to Geylang just to buy duck rice.
We had a slow lunch at the prata place before going to the hotel, reaching slightly after 2pm, and surprisingly, the room was not ready yet. We hung around the lobby before she suggested we go walk around Marina or Suntec to pass the time.
Around 4pm she received a call from the hotel apologising for the wait and that they had upgraded our room to a premier room or something. I wondered if she was a frequent guest or something. Then again, I rarely booked such hotels. I smiled to myself as I imagined Hotel 81 upgrading my room due to a delay.
So the room was on a high floor, with an amazing view. The bathtub was huge. I seriously could see us fucking in it. Somehow we even had vouchers for dinner at the restaurant downstairs.
We rolled around on the bed for awhile, flipping through the channels on TV.
S: I forgot to get bath bombs.
Me: Do we need them?
S: I think you’ll like them.
Me: Oh? Where do we get them from? Concierge?
S: No silly. There’s a shop at Suntec. We walked past but didn’t go in.
Me: Oh.
S: We can go again after dinner.
Me: Sure.
S: But first…
She undid the knot on her at the top of her dress and let it fall onto the bed, her luscious breasts still covered by her bra. She pushed me down and crawled onto me.
Me: Shouldn’t we shower first?
S: We can shower when I’m done.
Me: Ok…
She pulled off my t-shirt and unbuckled my jeans, struggling to get them off as they were rather tight fitting so I helped her out there. She grabbed my cock by the base and licked my balls, before engulfing me, slurping away till I got hard.
She lay on her side.
S: My favourite position please.
I raised one of her legs and placed it on my shoulder before testing the entrance. Somehow she got wet from sucking my dick. I slid in slowly anyway, rubbing her clit at the same time, driving her crazy.
She must have came at least twice in the fifteen minutes or so I was pounding away.
I pulled out and lay her face down flat on the bed, sliding in as deep as I could. Luckily she enjoyed this position as well. I could tell from the way she was grabbing at the sheets and moaning into the pillow. I changed positions after another 10 minutes or so and did her missionary, bending down to suckle on her breasts.
I felt her contractions again so I maintained a steady pace. She wrapped her legs around my back.
I pounded her in that position for a while longer but my back was getting slightly sore. I probably was getting too old for this.
A couple more thrusts and I came, with her squeezing me dry. I lay on her and kissed her, somehow also forgetting that maybe we shouldn’t kiss so much. But she kissed me back passionately, our tongues twirling around each other’s as my cock deflated and slowly slipped out of her. Luckily I didn’t cum much and nothing seemed to flow out. I lay down next to her.
Me: Maybe we shouldn’t kiss too much.
S: Yeah. Kissing is very intimate.
She lay in my arms for awhile before we went to shower and headed downstairs for dinner.
Dinner was fine I guess. Ala carte buffet system so we got nearly one of each dish to try. Came pretty fast despite it being dinner time on a Saturday. Only wish it wasn’t halal. Cos breakfast is at the same place and I like bacon.
After dinner we went to walk again and went to the shop that sold bath bombs. She got a few, I didn’t really know what they were or what they did.
We took a slow walk back to the hotel and she ran a bath and dropped a bomb in.
We ended up soaking in the tub for quite some time. I even fell asleep while she lay on me. She probably fell asleep too.
I don’t know why but I decided to wake her by giving her a breast massage.
S: Hmmm… what are you doing?
Me: Playing with your breasts?
S: Right. And why?
Me: No clue.
S: You really don’t strike me as a boobs person.
I continued massaging but she turned around to face me. It was a really awkward position as her back was arched unnaturally.
S: I want you inside me.
Me: How?
S: Let me think.
She grabbed my dick under the bubbles and started wanking while staring at me.
S: I think it’s hard enough.
She turned back around and sat down slowly.
S: Ok this is harder than I thought.
But she managed to get it in anyway.
S: I can’t straighten my legs, I’ll slide off.
I grabbed her ass to support her.
Me: How’s this?
S: Not very comfortable actually. It was better when I was just leaning on you.
Me: Errr.. lean back?
She tried to lean on me again but I slipped out. Probably due to the angle, and also the soapy water. If I was longer perhaps it was possible. But if I was longer she might snap if we moved wrongly.
S: Ok I give up.
She got off and lay back down, just lying on me.
I sneaked my hand down and rubbed her pussy.
S: You don’t have to you know. Besides, I’d rather have your dick in me.
I stopped.
S: Let’s just lie here like this.
Me: Ok.
The water was getting cold so she drained a little and turned on the tap. I flinched as the hot water hit my foot.
S: Relax. I’ll turn it off when it’s warm.
I closed my eyes and let the warmth surround me and we both fell asleep again.
We automatically woke up when the water got cold again and rinsed off before heading to bed.
I spooned her from behind, my semi-hard cock brushing against her butt.
S: If I’m wet and you’re hard just put it in.
Me: I’m not that hard.
She scrambled under the covers and started chewing on my dick.
Me: Hey!
S: Doesn’t hurt right?
Me: No…
She put the entire thing into her mouth. I could feel it growing as her tongue rubbed against my shaft. Then she gagged and coughed.
S: Ok. It’s hard.
She small spooned me again and I slid it in. She wasn’t very wet, but my dick was coated with her saliva so I managed to enter with slight resistance.
S: Ok. Leave it in and let’s sleep.
Me: Huh?
S: I like the feeling of you inside me.
Me: Don’t you wish it was bigger?
S: Nope. You referring to Darren?
Me: Yeah.
S: You know he’s having a hard time right?
Me: Can’t tell.
S: His size makes it difficult for most women. And even those that can accommodate him, he cums fast because they’re so tight.
Me: But he recovers fast too.
S: That’s not the point. He feels inadequate in some ways. In fact he kind of admires you I think.
Me: What?
S: You last long. Way too long sometimes.
Me: And… I’m sure most guys would rather have a bigger dick.
S: This isn’t a contest. Women feel satisfied when all the boxes are ticked.
I thrusted slowly, letting her feel me.
S: Eh. Really. Just leave it in. Don’t need to fuck me.
Me: What if I want to?
S: Then you know what I like.
I got up while trying my best to remain inside her and placed one leg on my shoulder.
S: I might be too sleepy to enjoy it though.
Me: You sure about that?
I rubbed her clit slowly and she trembled.
S: You ass.
I continued rubbing as I thrust into her. I still did not know why she liked this position so much. I did use it with others but it seemed normal to them. It wasn’t as though I had a curved dick or what so I was rubbing against some special spot. But to her, it was the best thing in the world when I was doing it.
I tried grabbing her breasts with my other hand but it proved slightly difficult to balance. She buried her face in the pillow to muffle her moans.
Maybe I came too many times already in the past two days but I seemed to be able to go on forever. She had already tried pushing me off mid-orgasm but eventually gave up as I gave her what I hoped were multiple orgasms in quick succession.
S: I really cannot already.
Me: I haven’t cum.
S: Don’t torture me anymore.
Me: But you’re enjoying it right.
S: I am. But I can’t feel my legs anymore.
Me: Alright then.
I pulled out and got off the bed to wash up. Shirlyn tried to follow but nearly tumbled off the bed. I managed to catch her.
Me: Wow. Really can’t feel your legs?
S: Yes. Carry me.
Me: What?
S: I’m not that heavy.
Me: The top is.
S: Idiot!
I sat her on the bed and slid my arms under her upper back and knees.
Me: Hold on to my neck.
S: Ok.
I got her in the cradle position and stood up.
It was a mistake. I felt something snap in my lower back, but I gritted my teeth and carried her to the bathroom anyway.
S: You ok?
Me: Think I pulled something.
S: Am I really that heavy?
Me: No… it’s not you. I’m not as strong as I thought I was.
Which was strange as I was very sure I had carried heavier girls before.
I tried some stretching but the ache on my back was actually quite bad. We quickly washed up and got back to bed.
I lay down flat, trying not to move.
Shirlyn got between my legs and started sucking.
Me: What are you doing?
S: You didn’t cum. I’ll use my mouth.
Me: It’s fine. Let’s just rest.
She continued sucking anyway but I couldn’t get hard. She literally had my entire dick in her mouth and was tonguing my balls.
S: Errr… is something wrong?
Me: What?
S: Usually you can get hard.
Me: I pulled my back muscle. Not my dick.
She wanked my flaccid member but was unable to do so as it refused to get hard.
S: Ok. Something is definitely wrong.
She got off and went to get a face towel to wipe my dick before lying down next to me.
S: Sorry…
Me: It’s not you. Really.
S: I’m worried.
Me: I’ll see a doctor later ok?
S: Raffles hospital. Company benefits covers it.
Me: Even A&E?
S: Eh hello. You’re part HR. How come you don’t know?
Me: Err… comp & ben is under Rebecca.
S: That’s a damn bad excuse. I’ll make sure it’s in your appraisal.
Me: What???
S: But since you pleasured me so well, I think I’ll let it go.
Me: Haha. Very funny.
S: But seriously we’ll go tomorrow after checking out ok?
Me: Ok.
We finally went to sleep, Shirlyn lying on my chest, trying hard not to injure me further.
Honestly, it was a stupid move on my part. But I more or less figured it was a back strain/sprain, there was no shooting pain or nerve pain down my legs so it shouldn’t be a slipped disc. There wasn’t any numbness either, just a dull ache and occasional manageable sharp pain when I moved suddenly. But I had no explanation as to why I couldn’t get an erection.
I hoped the doctor would have a better answer.
I actually had a pretty good sleep and woke up later than usual. Shirlyn had arranged to meet around lunchtime at her place before heading down to the hotel.
I had a quick breakfast of Filet o Fish just in case, as I remembered how it supposedly helped me to perform previously, but there was no way I was driving down to Geylang just to buy duck rice.
We had a slow lunch at the prata place before going to the hotel, reaching slightly after 2pm, and surprisingly, the room was not ready yet. We hung around the lobby before she suggested we go walk around Marina or Suntec to pass the time.
Around 4pm she received a call from the hotel apologising for the wait and that they had upgraded our room to a premier room or something. I wondered if she was a frequent guest or something. Then again, I rarely booked such hotels. I smiled to myself as I imagined Hotel 81 upgrading my room due to a delay.
So the room was on a high floor, with an amazing view. The bathtub was huge. I seriously could see us fucking in it. Somehow we even had vouchers for dinner at the restaurant downstairs.
We rolled around on the bed for awhile, flipping through the channels on TV.
S: I forgot to get bath bombs.
Me: Do we need them?
S: I think you’ll like them.
Me: Oh? Where do we get them from? Concierge?
S: No silly. There’s a shop at Suntec. We walked past but didn’t go in.
Me: Oh.
S: We can go again after dinner.
Me: Sure.
S: But first…
She undid the knot on her at the top of her dress and let it fall onto the bed, her luscious breasts still covered by her bra. She pushed me down and crawled onto me.
Me: Shouldn’t we shower first?
S: We can shower when I’m done.
Me: Ok…
She pulled off my t-shirt and unbuckled my jeans, struggling to get them off as they were rather tight fitting so I helped her out there. She grabbed my cock by the base and licked my balls, before engulfing me, slurping away till I got hard.
She lay on her side.
S: My favourite position please.
I raised one of her legs and placed it on my shoulder before testing the entrance. Somehow she got wet from sucking my dick. I slid in slowly anyway, rubbing her clit at the same time, driving her crazy.
She must have came at least twice in the fifteen minutes or so I was pounding away.
I pulled out and lay her face down flat on the bed, sliding in as deep as I could. Luckily she enjoyed this position as well. I could tell from the way she was grabbing at the sheets and moaning into the pillow. I changed positions after another 10 minutes or so and did her missionary, bending down to suckle on her breasts.
I felt her contractions again so I maintained a steady pace. She wrapped her legs around my back.
I pounded her in that position for a while longer but my back was getting slightly sore. I probably was getting too old for this.
A couple more thrusts and I came, with her squeezing me dry. I lay on her and kissed her, somehow also forgetting that maybe we shouldn’t kiss so much. But she kissed me back passionately, our tongues twirling around each other’s as my cock deflated and slowly slipped out of her. Luckily I didn’t cum much and nothing seemed to flow out. I lay down next to her.
Me: Maybe we shouldn’t kiss too much.
S: Yeah. Kissing is very intimate.
She lay in my arms for awhile before we went to shower and headed downstairs for dinner.
Dinner was fine I guess. Ala carte buffet system so we got nearly one of each dish to try. Came pretty fast despite it being dinner time on a Saturday. Only wish it wasn’t halal. Cos breakfast is at the same place and I like bacon.
After dinner we went to walk again and went to the shop that sold bath bombs. She got a few, I didn’t really know what they were or what they did.
We took a slow walk back to the hotel and she ran a bath and dropped a bomb in.
We ended up soaking in the tub for quite some time. I even fell asleep while she lay on me. She probably fell asleep too.
I don’t know why but I decided to wake her by giving her a breast massage.
S: Hmmm… what are you doing?
Me: Playing with your breasts?
S: Right. And why?
Me: No clue.
S: You really don’t strike me as a boobs person.
I continued massaging but she turned around to face me. It was a really awkward position as her back was arched unnaturally.
S: I want you inside me.
Me: How?
S: Let me think.
She grabbed my dick under the bubbles and started wanking while staring at me.
S: I think it’s hard enough.
She turned back around and sat down slowly.
S: Ok this is harder than I thought.
But she managed to get it in anyway.
S: I can’t straighten my legs, I’ll slide off.
I grabbed her ass to support her.
Me: How’s this?
S: Not very comfortable actually. It was better when I was just leaning on you.
Me: Errr.. lean back?
She tried to lean on me again but I slipped out. Probably due to the angle, and also the soapy water. If I was longer perhaps it was possible. But if I was longer she might snap if we moved wrongly.
S: Ok I give up.
She got off and lay back down, just lying on me.
I sneaked my hand down and rubbed her pussy.
S: You don’t have to you know. Besides, I’d rather have your dick in me.
I stopped.
S: Let’s just lie here like this.
Me: Ok.
The water was getting cold so she drained a little and turned on the tap. I flinched as the hot water hit my foot.
S: Relax. I’ll turn it off when it’s warm.
I closed my eyes and let the warmth surround me and we both fell asleep again.
We automatically woke up when the water got cold again and rinsed off before heading to bed.
I spooned her from behind, my semi-hard cock brushing against her butt.
S: If I’m wet and you’re hard just put it in.
Me: I’m not that hard.
She scrambled under the covers and started chewing on my dick.
Me: Hey!
S: Doesn’t hurt right?
Me: No…
She put the entire thing into her mouth. I could feel it growing as her tongue rubbed against my shaft. Then she gagged and coughed.
S: Ok. It’s hard.
She small spooned me again and I slid it in. She wasn’t very wet, but my dick was coated with her saliva so I managed to enter with slight resistance.
S: Ok. Leave it in and let’s sleep.
Me: Huh?
S: I like the feeling of you inside me.
Me: Don’t you wish it was bigger?
S: Nope. You referring to Darren?
Me: Yeah.
S: You know he’s having a hard time right?
Me: Can’t tell.
S: His size makes it difficult for most women. And even those that can accommodate him, he cums fast because they’re so tight.
Me: But he recovers fast too.
S: That’s not the point. He feels inadequate in some ways. In fact he kind of admires you I think.
Me: What?
S: You last long. Way too long sometimes.
Me: And… I’m sure most guys would rather have a bigger dick.
S: This isn’t a contest. Women feel satisfied when all the boxes are ticked.
I thrusted slowly, letting her feel me.
S: Eh. Really. Just leave it in. Don’t need to fuck me.
Me: What if I want to?
S: Then you know what I like.
I got up while trying my best to remain inside her and placed one leg on my shoulder.
S: I might be too sleepy to enjoy it though.
Me: You sure about that?
I rubbed her clit slowly and she trembled.
S: You ass.
I continued rubbing as I thrust into her. I still did not know why she liked this position so much. I did use it with others but it seemed normal to them. It wasn’t as though I had a curved dick or what so I was rubbing against some special spot. But to her, it was the best thing in the world when I was doing it.
I tried grabbing her breasts with my other hand but it proved slightly difficult to balance. She buried her face in the pillow to muffle her moans.
Maybe I came too many times already in the past two days but I seemed to be able to go on forever. She had already tried pushing me off mid-orgasm but eventually gave up as I gave her what I hoped were multiple orgasms in quick succession.
S: I really cannot already.
Me: I haven’t cum.
S: Don’t torture me anymore.
Me: But you’re enjoying it right.
S: I am. But I can’t feel my legs anymore.
Me: Alright then.
I pulled out and got off the bed to wash up. Shirlyn tried to follow but nearly tumbled off the bed. I managed to catch her.
Me: Wow. Really can’t feel your legs?
S: Yes. Carry me.
Me: What?
S: I’m not that heavy.
Me: The top is.
S: Idiot!
I sat her on the bed and slid my arms under her upper back and knees.
Me: Hold on to my neck.
S: Ok.
I got her in the cradle position and stood up.
It was a mistake. I felt something snap in my lower back, but I gritted my teeth and carried her to the bathroom anyway.
S: You ok?
Me: Think I pulled something.
S: Am I really that heavy?
Me: No… it’s not you. I’m not as strong as I thought I was.
Which was strange as I was very sure I had carried heavier girls before.
I tried some stretching but the ache on my back was actually quite bad. We quickly washed up and got back to bed.
I lay down flat, trying not to move.
Shirlyn got between my legs and started sucking.
Me: What are you doing?
S: You didn’t cum. I’ll use my mouth.
Me: It’s fine. Let’s just rest.
She continued sucking anyway but I couldn’t get hard. She literally had my entire dick in her mouth and was tonguing my balls.
S: Errr… is something wrong?
Me: What?
S: Usually you can get hard.
Me: I pulled my back muscle. Not my dick.
She wanked my flaccid member but was unable to do so as it refused to get hard.
S: Ok. Something is definitely wrong.
She got off and went to get a face towel to wipe my dick before lying down next to me.
S: Sorry…
Me: It’s not you. Really.
S: I’m worried.
Me: I’ll see a doctor later ok?
S: Raffles hospital. Company benefits covers it.
Me: Even A&E?
S: Eh hello. You’re part HR. How come you don’t know?
Me: Err… comp & ben is under Rebecca.
S: That’s a damn bad excuse. I’ll make sure it’s in your appraisal.
Me: What???
S: But since you pleasured me so well, I think I’ll let it go.
Me: Haha. Very funny.
S: But seriously we’ll go tomorrow after checking out ok?
Me: Ok.
We finally went to sleep, Shirlyn lying on my chest, trying hard not to injure me further.
Honestly, it was a stupid move on my part. But I more or less figured it was a back strain/sprain, there was no shooting pain or nerve pain down my legs so it shouldn’t be a slipped disc. There wasn’t any numbness either, just a dull ache and occasional manageable sharp pain when I moved suddenly. But I had no explanation as to why I couldn’t get an erection.
I hoped the doctor would have a better answer.
As expected, breakfast had no bacon. It wasn’t disappointing though, given the wide selection.
Shirlyn decided not to strain me further so we just soaked in the tub for a couple of hours after breakfast again. Strangely, the warm bath seemed to be helping my back. But when I got out of it and moved to the bed, it started to ache again.
She decided to check out early and forgo lunch and instructed me to drive directly to Raffles Hospital.
The queue at the A&E was surprisingly short. I thought I had read the news that A&Es and even GP clinics were overcrowded due to people going for mild symptoms of Covid. I saw the doctor, got pressed all over my back, my stomach, my legs. Did some strength/reaction test. Didn’t need an x-ray but was told to come back if I didn’t get better in a couple of days.
Diagnosis was back sprain, was given 3 days MC, although I didn’t think I would need it, and a ton of painkillers and a pain relief gel, even though I said the sharp pain was like a 4? It was just the constant dull ache that was bothering me. I didn’t ask about my inability to achieve an erection though. It didn’t seem appropriate, especially since Shirlyn went in with me.
In any case, we were out of the hospital in around an hour and a half, and I didn’t have to pay a single cent. Perhaps I really should actually read the employee manual to see what other benefits there were. For someone who was in the army for so long, I was used to free medical care in camp, so I guess I always assumed once I was on the outside, I better not get too sick or hurt otherwise I would incur an abnormally large bill.
I sent Shirlyn home and we had lunch at the prata place again before I headed home. She was still apologetic about the whole incident, even though I probably should have been the one to feel bad as she didn’t get to fully enjoy the staycation. Perhaps the next one should be on me.
I took the painkillers once I reached home and promptly fell asleep. I had left my phone on silent mode so I missed all the calls and texts that came in.
I woke up way past dinner time, but I wasn’t hungry.
Shirlyn had texted to see if I was feeling better and told me to consume my MC, report back to work on Wednesday, but I told her I’d just work from home.
Alicia had texted to ask if I wanted to go for a short evening cycle, and I could call my booby friend along. But by the time I woke up, she probably already finished.
Natasha had texted too, telling me how much she enjoyed Friday night/Saturday morning, and wanted to book me for the next week. I didn’t give her a reply but told her I’d let her know by Thursday if I could make it.
Jasmine had texted too, to check if I was going to be in the office on Monday as she was confused about my schedule now after I got promoted. There was some issue with one of the clients under my portfolio and she wanted to schedule a meeting first thing in the morning to get it sorted out. I told her I got injured and would be working from home. She said ok.
I cooked some noodles and took my meds again before going to lie down. Suddenly my doorbell rang and my dad answered the door.
D: Mark! Your colleague is here.
I wondered who it might be. It was nearly 10pm and I didn’t know and couldn’t remember who actually had my address.
I put on a singlet and came out.
Jasmine was at the door with a couple of bags of stuff.
She had bought fruits and some chicken essence.
Me: Erm. Hi.
D: Why don’t you go to your room, I’m watching TV. Don’t disturb me.
What happened next was probably the most awkward I ever felt in months.
Jasmine placed the items on the dining table and entered my dark room, before sitting at the foot of the bed. I turned on the lights.
She was dressed simply in a t-shirt and shorts. Her clutch bag was placed on my study table. I wondered how she came over.
J: Are you ok?
She started examining my face for bruises.
Me: I’m fine. What’s up?
J: Oh. You said you were injured. I got worried.
Me: Why?
J: Erm. Nothing.
Me: Just say.
J: I got a text from Alan yesterday. New number. He said he would kill you if he saw you.
Me: Haha. What?
J: Yeah. I ignored it at first. Then you said you were injured. I was afraid he did something to you.
Me: Shouldn’t I be dead if he did something to me? And if you cared enough, you’d have called me earlier. Hahaha.
J: Trust you to still be able to joke about it.
Me: I’m really fine. Don’t worry.
J: What happened?
Me: Sprained my back.
J: How? Too much sex is it? With Nat? All she talks about is how good you are in bed when we’re at the gym.
Me: What? No… I was carrying something heavy. Think I lifted the wrong way.
She slapped my tummy.
J: Ya la! Your core is weak thanks to this.
Me: My core is fine.
J: You should come to the gym with us.
Me: Erm. It’s ok.
J: But I was really worried la.
Me: I know. Thanks for the concern.
J: So how bad is it?
Me: I’ll live.
J: Need me to massage or not?
Me: Are you serious?
J: I know how to massage ok.
Me: I know you do. But we aren’t supposed to see each other right?
J: We aren’t supposed to be fucking each other. We’re still friends right? What’s wrong with a massage between friends?
Me: Of course we’re friends. But partially dressed friends in the same room…
J: Only you’ll be partially dressed. I’m not giving you some sexy massage. Unless that’s what you want?
Me: Haha… no… a normal massage is fine.
J: Ok. Then strip and lie face down.
Me: Right.
I took off my top and lay on the bed.
Jasmine started pressing and rubbing my back, starting with the shoulders, then moving down the spine towards the lower back. She hit the spot where it hurt and I sort of moaned.
J: What the fuck?
Me: What?
J: You’re hilarious la. You don’t even moan like this during sex. It’s like you’re more aroused when I’m massaging you than when we have sex.
Me: It’s not that kind of moan.
J: Well, you really don’t moan much during sex.
She pressed the spot again, harder this time and I moaned/groaned even louder. She tried hard not to burst out laughing. I wondered what my dad was probably thinking. Luckily the TV was so loud that I could even hear what he was watching.
She continued to rub around the spot and I tried my best not to make any more noise. She rubbed the area and moved lower and lower towards my ass, sliding her fingers into my shorts.
Me: Hey….
J: I’m rubbing out the tension la. Not as it I never touched you there before. You never had a proper massage before?
Ten minutes later she was done. I sat up and stretched. It really felt a lot better.
Me: Wow. Thanks.
J: Shiok right?
Me: I feel better already.
J: That’s good. You want special sir?
Me: Very funny.
J: My special very good.
Me: I know. But cannot. Wait police catch.
We both laughed and she sat down next to me after I got dressed.
Me: How did you get here? I can drive you back…
J: Oh. I drove.
Me: You got a car now?
J: Yup. I asked Alicia. She brought me to the dealership.
Me: Oh. Good deal?
J: With COE prices these days? Of course.
Me: What did you get?
J: Your old car. I think.
Me: What? The Toyota?
J: Yup.
Me: The manual Toyota?
J: Eh hello. I can drive stick ok.
Me: Is this a mid-life crisis kind of thing?
J: Maybe.
Me: Surprised it’s still at the dealership.
J: Why not? It’s a manual. It’s 1.8 litres. Have you seen petrol prices these days?
Me: It’s really the one I drove before?
J: Should be. Looks exactly the same. Anyway few more months left only la. Drive first since nobody wants it.
Me: You got season parking?
J: Nope. It’s more of a night and weekend thing.
Me: You should have gotten a red plate then.
J: You want then I swap with you lor.
Me: It’s fine.
J: Anyway, just be careful ok.
Me: Have you made a report?
J: Yeah. Don’t think he will dare to come after me. It’s you I’m worried about.
I gave her a hug. It was a bad idea as I had to turn my body to face her.
J: Erm..what do you think you’re doing?
But she did not push me away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around me as well and we slowly lay down on the bed.
I felt some wetness on my arm as she buried her face in my chest. I stroked her hair.
Me: What’s wrong?
J: This is so hard…
I looked at my crotch.
Me: It’s not hard.
She giggled.
J: You know that’s not what I’m referring to.
Me: Trying to cheer you up.
J: I know.
I let her cry silently as I just held her tightly. Somehow we both lost track of time and fell asleep, waking up with a start later on.
J: Owww… my breasts hurt.
Me: Huh? What?
J: I’m wearing a bra?
I reached for my phone to check the time.
Me: Wow. It’s 2am. Did we sleep for so long?
J: You must be exhausted from all the sex you’ve been having.
Me: Right. And you?
J: I’m just exhausted.
The house was silent, obviously my dad had gone to bed as well. I wondered if he was going to ask why my colleague stayed over till so late.
J: Well, I guess I’m going home. Zoom at 10 ok?
Me: Sure. Send me the link.
J: Please take care of yourself.
Me: I’ll walk you to the car.
It was a rather cooling early morning. The ground was wet, I guess it rained for awhile when we were sleeping.
We reached the car park and I saw the car. It was indeed the one I used to drive.
J: Don’t try to be a hero if Alan comes after you ok? I don’t want to attend your funeral.
Me: Will you be sad?
J: What?
Me: If something happened to me.
J: Don’t be an ass. I already feel bad that I’ve caused all this trouble.
Me: But will you be sad?
J: Of course la! Idiot.
She got into the car and put the roof down.
J: 10am later. Rest well.
Me: Good night Jasmine.
I watched as she drove off before heading back home.
Those couple of hours in bed with Jasmine doing nothing actually made me really happy, and I couldn’t really explain why.
As expected, breakfast had no bacon. It wasn’t disappointing though, given the wide selection.
Shirlyn decided not to strain me further so we just soaked in the tub for a couple of hours after breakfast again. Strangely, the warm bath seemed to be helping my back. But when I got out of it and moved to the bed, it started to ache again.
She decided to check out early and forgo lunch and instructed me to drive directly to Raffles Hospital.
The queue at the A&E was surprisingly short. I thought I had read the news that A&Es and even GP clinics were overcrowded due to people going for mild symptoms of Covid. I saw the doctor, got pressed all over my back, my stomach, my legs. Did some strength/reaction test. Didn’t need an x-ray but was told to come back if I didn’t get better in a couple of days.
Diagnosis was back sprain, was given 3 days MC, although I didn’t think I would need it, and a ton of painkillers and a pain relief gel, even though I said the sharp pain was like a 4? It was just the constant dull ache that was bothering me. I didn’t ask about my inability to achieve an erection though. It didn’t seem appropriate, especially since Shirlyn went in with me.
In any case, we were out of the hospital in around an hour and a half, and I didn’t have to pay a single cent. Perhaps I really should actually read the employee manual to see what other benefits there were. For someone who was in the army for so long, I was used to free medical care in camp, so I guess I always assumed once I was on the outside, I better not get too sick or hurt otherwise I would incur an abnormally large bill.
I sent Shirlyn home and we had lunch at the prata place again before I headed home. She was still apologetic about the whole incident, even though I probably should have been the one to feel bad as she didn’t get to fully enjoy the staycation. Perhaps the next one should be on me.
I took the painkillers once I reached home and promptly fell asleep. I had left my phone on silent mode so I missed all the calls and texts that came in.
I woke up way past dinner time, but I wasn’t hungry.
Shirlyn had texted to see if I was feeling better and told me to consume my MC, report back to work on Wednesday, but I told her I’d just work from home.
Alicia had texted to ask if I wanted to go for a short evening cycle, and I could call my booby friend along. But by the time I woke up, she probably already finished.
Natasha had texted too, telling me how much she enjoyed Friday night/Saturday morning, and wanted to book me for the next week. I didn’t give her a reply but told her I’d let her know by Thursday if I could make it.
Jasmine had texted too, to check if I was going to be in the office on Monday as she was confused about my schedule now after I got promoted. There was some issue with one of the clients under my portfolio and she wanted to schedule a meeting first thing in the morning to get it sorted out. I told her I got injured and would be working from home. She said ok.
I cooked some noodles and took my meds again before going to lie down. Suddenly my doorbell rang and my dad answered the door.
D: Mark! Your colleague is here.
I wondered who it might be. It was nearly 10pm and I didn’t know and couldn’t remember who actually had my address.
I put on a singlet and came out.
Jasmine was at the door with a couple of bags of stuff.
She had bought fruits and some chicken essence.
Me: Erm. Hi.
D: Why don’t you go to your room, I’m watching TV. Don’t disturb me.
What happened next was probably the most awkward I ever felt in months.
Jasmine placed the items on the dining table and entered my dark room, before sitting at the foot of the bed. I turned on the lights.
She was dressed simply in a t-shirt and shorts. Her clutch bag was placed on my study table. I wondered how she came over.
J: Are you ok?
She started examining my face for bruises.
Me: I’m fine. What’s up?
J: Oh. You said you were injured. I got worried.
Me: Why?
J: Erm. Nothing.
Me: Just say.
J: I got a text from Alan yesterday. New number. He said he would kill you if he saw you.
Me: Haha. What?
J: Yeah. I ignored it at first. Then you said you were injured. I was afraid he did something to you.
Me: Shouldn’t I be dead if he did something to me? And if you cared enough, you’d have called me earlier. Hahaha.
J: Trust you to still be able to joke about it.
Me: I’m really fine. Don’t worry.
J: What happened?
Me: Sprained my back.
J: How? Too much sex is it? With Nat? All she talks about is how good you are in bed when we’re at the gym.
Me: What? No… I was carrying something heavy. Think I lifted the wrong way.
She slapped my tummy.
J: Ya la! Your core is weak thanks to this.
Me: My core is fine.
J: You should come to the gym with us.
Me: Erm. It’s ok.
J: But I was really worried la.
Me: I know. Thanks for the concern.
J: So how bad is it?
Me: I’ll live.
J: Need me to massage or not?
Me: Are you serious?
J: I know how to massage ok.
Me: I know you do. But we aren’t supposed to see each other right?
J: We aren’t supposed to be fucking each other. We’re still friends right? What’s wrong with a massage between friends?
Me: Of course we’re friends. But partially dressed friends in the same room…
J: Only you’ll be partially dressed. I’m not giving you some sexy massage. Unless that’s what you want?
Me: Haha… no… a normal massage is fine.
J: Ok. Then strip and lie face down.
Me: Right.
I took off my top and lay on the bed.
Jasmine started pressing and rubbing my back, starting with the shoulders, then moving down the spine towards the lower back. She hit the spot where it hurt and I sort of moaned.
J: What the fuck?
Me: What?
J: You’re hilarious la. You don’t even moan like this during sex. It’s like you’re more aroused when I’m massaging you than when we have sex.
Me: It’s not that kind of moan.
J: Well, you really don’t moan much during sex.
She pressed the spot again, harder this time and I moaned/groaned even louder. She tried hard not to burst out laughing. I wondered what my dad was probably thinking. Luckily the TV was so loud that I could even hear what he was watching.
She continued to rub around the spot and I tried my best not to make any more noise. She rubbed the area and moved lower and lower towards my ass, sliding her fingers into my shorts.
Me: Hey….
J: I’m rubbing out the tension la. Not as it I never touched you there before. You never had a proper massage before?
Ten minutes later she was done. I sat up and stretched. It really felt a lot better.
Me: Wow. Thanks.
J: Shiok right?
Me: I feel better already.
J: That’s good. You want special sir?
Me: Very funny.
J: My special very good.
Me: I know. But cannot. Wait police catch.
We both laughed and she sat down next to me after I got dressed.
Me: How did you get here? I can drive you back…
J: Oh. I drove.
Me: You got a car now?
J: Yup. I asked Alicia. She brought me to the dealership.
Me: Oh. Good deal?
J: With COE prices these days? Of course.
Me: What did you get?
J: Your old car. I think.
Me: What? The Toyota?
J: Yup.
Me: The manual Toyota?
J: Eh hello. I can drive stick ok.
Me: Is this a mid-life crisis kind of thing?
J: Maybe.
Me: Surprised it’s still at the dealership.
J: Why not? It’s a manual. It’s 1.8 litres. Have you seen petrol prices these days?
Me: It’s really the one I drove before?
J: Should be. Looks exactly the same. Anyway few more months left only la. Drive first since nobody wants it.
Me: You got season parking?
J: Nope. It’s more of a night and weekend thing.
Me: You should have gotten a red plate then.
J: You want then I swap with you lor.
Me: It’s fine.
J: Anyway, just be careful ok.
Me: Have you made a report?
J: Yeah. Don’t think he will dare to come after me. It’s you I’m worried about.
I gave her a hug. It was a bad idea as I had to turn my body to face her.
J: Erm..what do you think you’re doing?
But she did not push me away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around me as well and we slowly lay down on the bed.
I felt some wetness on my arm as she buried her face in my chest. I stroked her hair.
Me: What’s wrong?
J: This is so hard…
I looked at my crotch.
Me: It’s not hard.
She giggled.
J: You know that’s not what I’m referring to.
Me: Trying to cheer you up.
J: I know.
I let her cry silently as I just held her tightly. Somehow we both lost track of time and fell asleep, waking up with a start later on.
J: Owww… my breasts hurt.
Me: Huh? What?
J: I’m wearing a bra?
I reached for my phone to check the time.
Me: Wow. It’s 2am. Did we sleep for so long?
J: You must be exhausted from all the sex you’ve been having.
Me: Right. And you?
J: I’m just exhausted.
The house was silent, obviously my dad had gone to bed as well. I wondered if he was going to ask why my colleague stayed over till so late.
J: Well, I guess I’m going home. Zoom at 10 ok?
Me: Sure. Send me the link.
J: Please take care of yourself.
Me: I’ll walk you to the car.
It was a rather cooling early morning. The ground was wet, I guess it rained for awhile when we were sleeping.
We reached the car park and I saw the car. It was indeed the one I used to drive.
J: Don’t try to be a hero if Alan comes after you ok? I don’t want to attend your funeral.
Me: Will you be sad?
J: What?
Me: If something happened to me.
J: Don’t be an ass. I already feel bad that I’ve caused all this trouble.
Me: But will you be sad?
J: Of course la! Idiot.
She got into the car and put the roof down.
J: 10am later. Rest well.
Me: Good night Jasmine.
I watched as she drove off before heading back home.
Those couple of hours in bed with Jasmine doing nothing actually made me really happy, and I couldn’t really explain why.
So I woke up just on time for the morning meeting. I guess the scent of Jasmine on my bed made me want to sleep longer.
After the morning meeting I was waiting for the vendor meeting when Rebecca texted me.
R: Kate’s first day and you’re on MC. Pretty good example you’re setting.
Me: Sorry. I’m really unwell.
R: Exciting weekend huh?
Me: It’s not what you think.
R: Right. I’ll just show her the admin things. Do your job on Wednesday please.
Me: Will do.
I was somehow expecting her to be a bitch about it but she did not. Maybe she was changing.
Anyway a WhatsApp group chat was set up to coordinate Kate’s onboarding.
Jasmine texted me the link for the vendor meeting and we managed to work out a solution within half an hour. She texted me later.
J: Eh. I just met your new exec.
Me: And?
J: She looks butch. Thank god.
Me: Why?
J: One less girl to compete with me.
Me: Very funny.
J: It’s true.
Me: Fine.
J: Anyway, be careful if you go out to get food ok?
Me: I’ll be fine. Can you stop worrying?
J: I can’t. I didn’t know he was so crazy.
Me: Doesn’t matter.
J: Just take care.
Me: Ok.
I went about my day as usual, didn’t see anyone out of the ordinary when I went out to get lunch. My back also seemed to be recovering. Perhaps Jasmine’s massage really did work.
Everything else was really just normal.
Tuesday was the same, I WFH again.
I went back to work on Wednesday to find Kate already in the office at 730am even though I had taken my time to have a leisurely breakfast.
K: Hello.
Me: Hi Kate. How are you settling in?
K: It’s fine. Haven’t really been assigned much work yet. How’s your injury?
Me: Recovering.
I wondered who spilled the beans on me. I hoped whoever it was didn’t say anything else.
K: Ok. That’s good.
I went about doing my own things while waiting for Rebecca to arrive.
We had our morning meeting first, then continued with an internal briefing.
Kate was still undergoing onboarding so she was with Rebecca most of the day. Oddly, both Jasmine and Shirlyn asked me for lunch. I probably should have rejected if I knew how awkward it was going to be.
S: How’s your back?
J: How did you know it’s his back?
I glanced at Shirlyn, she seemed a little lost for words.
Me: I told her.
S: Yeah.
J: Oh. It’s just a bad sprain.
Me: Yeah.
J: I was telling him he probably needs to go to the gym again to build up his core. Don’t know what heavy thing he carried that managed to sprain his back.
S: Yeah. He seems a little out of shape…
J: Shall we go cycling again?
S: Sure! But I might want to get my own bike. The one I rode the other day, where can I get one like it?
J: Just buy from him la. You already rode it. Then he can finally buy over my spare bike.
Me: I prefer a foldie. Easier to put in the boot.
J: Bring her to see the bikes then.
S: Good idea. Is there anything smaller actually? I don’t really like bikes that are too big, hard to ride.
Maybe my mind was too dirty and somehow I kept comparing her bicycle analogy to cocks, or more specifically, mine and Darren’s. And the conversation was just hilarious.
J: Bigger bikes are actually easier to ride. More fun.
S: I guess I need to get used to it.
J: Maybe Mark can bring you to see bikes.
S: On the weekend?
Me: Sure. Why not?
J: Good. Then I expect you to join us more often.
S: How often do you cycle?
J: We try to do it weekly, just to keep fit.
S: Every weekend?
J: Try to. Sometimes on weekdays. Really depends.
S: You’re all so much fitter than me.
J: It takes time to build fitness. Go see bikes then join us.
S: Ok.
I wondered why Jasmine was including Shirlyn in their activities. Was she perhaps going to fish for information since she knew Shirlyn didn’t mind being my FB? I probably should just come clean with her, since Natasha was definitely spilling the beans.
After lunch work continued as usual. Rebecca pulled me into Shirlyn’s office just before we knocked off.
Me: What’s going on?
R: I got something to feedback.
S: On?
Me: Me?
R: No. The new girl, Kate.
Me: Huh? How am I involved?
R: You’re not. I just want to say I think she’s lesbian.
Me: That’s her choice right? What’s it got to do with us?
R: Kept staring at me during lunch. Then she stroked my arm when I told her a joke.
I looked at Rebecca. She was dressed as she normally was, not too revealing, just the right amount of cleavage.
S: So you’re reporting sexual harrassment?
R: Oh no la. Just saying. But I got goosebumps when she stroked my arm.
Me: So she’s good with her fingers. So what?
R: What the fuck.
S: Ok. That was inappropriate.
R: Ok fine. I’m just gossipping.
Me: Right.
R: Well, you’re the one who will work closely with her.
Me: And?
R: Nothing la. You also not interested in any of us except Jasmine.
Me: Erm.
S: That’s enough.
R: Ok. Anyway I just wanted to say I’m handing her over to you.
Me: Already? I thought you have the whole week with her.
R: She’s a fast learner. Where are you tomorrow?
Me: Here? But I have an onsite meeting.
R: Bring her along then.
Me: Ok.
R: Great! I’ll just update her in the chat group.
I had dinner with Jasmine that night at that steak place in Joo Chiat before sending her back. She was still a little concerned about Alan coming after me but I got home safe anyway.
Thursday I reached the office a little later as I had already bought the day license to drive since I had to be onsite later on.
Kate, as usual, was already there when I entered the office.
K: Hey. What time are we leaving?
Me: Probably around 11?
K: Ok. I’m dressed appropriately right?
Me: It’s better that you’re in pants rather than a skirt or dress.
K: Yeah. I figured operations has quite a bit of groundwork. Especially site visits.
Me: Good choice.
K: Do we get to wear jeans?
Me: I’ve never tried. Better check with Rebecca.
K: She’s funny and cute. Married right?
Me: Err… yeah?
K: What about you?
Me: I’m neither funny nor cute.
K: I mean are you married?
Me: Nope. It’s complicated.
K: Gay?
Me: Lol. Nope.
K: Haha. You don’t have to act coy.
Me: Even if I was gay, I doubt any guy would be interested in me.
K: I’ve been hearing things about you.
Fantastic. Not again. Wonder who it was this time.
Me: Wow. More gossip that I didn’t know about.
K: Get used to it. You’re the only other guy in this office.
Me: What did you hear?
K: You rejected a threesome with the finance and marketing girls.
Me: Hmmm.. interesting.
K: I don’t really pay much attention to gossip. But that was juicy.
Me: Right.
K: Were you really asked for a threesome?
Me: Nope. Just gossip.
K: Something must have happened for that gossip to exist right.
Me: Not really. Nothing happened. I guess when ladies are bored they’ll create fantasies?
K: Ah ha! Knew it. Something happened. Otherwise why would they even want to fantasize about you?
Me: That’s not what I meant.
K: I should ask around more.
Me: Don’t think you’ll find out much.
K: Just kidding. Not interested in office gossip. Or politics. Or whatever that isn’t related to work.
Me: That’s good. Probably a good idea to take what others say with a pinch of salt.
We had the morning meeting as usual and I briefed Kate on the operational jobscope as best as I could. To be honest, a lot of things were adhoc and learnt on the job. There was very little prerequisite knowledge or qualifications necessary, just a keen eye for detail, adherence to deadlines and service level agreements, and of course good communication skills.
We headed out to the clients’ site at 11am and reached in around half an hour. It was a new premise setup for one of our existing clients so we met with the boss and our vendors.
The meeting concluded faster than expected and we had lunch nearby.
K: That was easy.
Me: Existing client so we more or less understand their requirements.
K: How long have you been in this job?
Me: Over a year.
K: Wow. Just over a year and you’re a manager?
Me: I guess I was lucky? I didn’t screw up and my manager resigned suddenly.
K: Who did you sleep with to make this happen?
Me: Nobody?
K: Your progression is too fast. I’ve worked in SMEs before while studying, with a diploma you can be an exec for years before being promoted to senior exec.
Me: And?
K: I know of people who will sleep their way to the top.
Me: Doesn’t happen here.
K: Maybe. Maybe not. The management level here is mostly girls. And I doubt sleeping with you is going to get me anywhere.
Me: It definitely wouldn’t.
K: Not interested in guys anyway.
Me: Oh?
K: You really can’t tell?
Me: I don’t judge.
K: Neither do I. But a threesome with those two cute girls is something I wouldn’t pass on if I was a guy.
Me: That’s not something I would be interested in even if it really happened.
K: Yeah. Guess you’re one of those good guys.
Me: I try to be.
K: What’s the deal with you and AGM ah? You seem pretty close.
Me: Huh?
K: Like you’re always talking to her and going for lunch.
Me: She was my direct manager ah. HR manager before this.
K: Oh.
Me: You’re interested in her ah?
K: She’s hot leh. Her boobs.
Me: I was kidding.
K: I wasn’t. But probably better to stop gossiping about our colleagues.
Me: Yeah.
K: What about Jasmine? She looks pretty fuckable too.
Me: I thought you said to stop talking about our colleagues.
K: I’m just trying to figure everyone out.
Me: In my time here, I can safely tell you I’ve figured nobody out.
K: What? Are you that antisocial?
Me: Yeah.
K: Must have had some traumatic experience.
Me: Perhaps.
We finished our lunch and headed back to the office.
Rebecca told me she needed Kate on Friday as there was a new project and she wanted Kate and Karen to work together on it. I didn’t have much to teach her for now anyway so I handed her over again.
Natasha had texted me to remind me that she wanted to see me on Friday night and I told her sure, but it would have to be a quick one. She was fine with that and told me to drop by after 11pm to her place.
Friday was mostly paperwork day. I had lunch with both Jasmine and Shirlyn and the topic of bicycles came up again. In the end I told Shirlyn I’d bring her to take a look on Saturday morning.
So I woke up just on time for the morning meeting. I guess the scent of Jasmine on my bed made me want to sleep longer.
After the morning meeting I was waiting for the vendor meeting when Rebecca texted me.
R: Kate’s first day and you’re on MC. Pretty good example you’re setting.
Me: Sorry. I’m really unwell.
R: Exciting weekend huh?
Me: It’s not what you think.
R: Right. I’ll just show her the admin things. Do your job on Wednesday please.
Me: Will do.
I was somehow expecting her to be a bitch about it but she did not. Maybe she was changing.
Anyway a WhatsApp group chat was set up to coordinate Kate’s onboarding.
Jasmine texted me the link for the vendor meeting and we managed to work out a solution within half an hour. She texted me later.
J: Eh. I just met your new exec.
Me: And?
J: She looks butch. Thank god.
Me: Why?
J: One less girl to compete with me.
Me: Very funny.
J: It’s true.
Me: Fine.
J: Anyway, be careful if you go out to get food ok?
Me: I’ll be fine. Can you stop worrying?
J: I can’t. I didn’t know he was so crazy.
Me: Doesn’t matter.
J: Just take care.
Me: Ok.
I went about my day as usual, didn’t see anyone out of the ordinary when I went out to get lunch. My back also seemed to be recovering. Perhaps Jasmine’s massage really did work.
Everything else was really just normal.
Tuesday was the same, I WFH again.
I went back to work on Wednesday to find Kate already in the office at 730am even though I had taken my time to have a leisurely breakfast.
K: Hello.
Me: Hi Kate. How are you settling in?
K: It’s fine. Haven’t really been assigned much work yet. How’s your injury?
Me: Recovering.
I wondered who spilled the beans on me. I hoped whoever it was didn’t say anything else.
K: Ok. That’s good.
I went about doing my own things while waiting for Rebecca to arrive.
We had our morning meeting first, then continued with an internal briefing.
Kate was still undergoing onboarding so she was with Rebecca most of the day. Oddly, both Jasmine and Shirlyn asked me for lunch. I probably should have rejected if I knew how awkward it was going to be.
S: How’s your back?
J: How did you know it’s his back?
I glanced at Shirlyn, she seemed a little lost for words.
Me: I told her.
S: Yeah.
J: Oh. It’s just a bad sprain.
Me: Yeah.
J: I was telling him he probably needs to go to the gym again to build up his core. Don’t know what heavy thing he carried that managed to sprain his back.
S: Yeah. He seems a little out of shape…
J: Shall we go cycling again?
S: Sure! But I might want to get my own bike. The one I rode the other day, where can I get one like it?
J: Just buy from him la. You already rode it. Then he can finally buy over my spare bike.
Me: I prefer a foldie. Easier to put in the boot.
J: Bring her to see the bikes then.
S: Good idea. Is there anything smaller actually? I don’t really like bikes that are too big, hard to ride.
Maybe my mind was too dirty and somehow I kept comparing her bicycle analogy to cocks, or more specifically, mine and Darren’s. And the conversation was just hilarious.
J: Bigger bikes are actually easier to ride. More fun.
S: I guess I need to get used to it.
J: Maybe Mark can bring you to see bikes.
S: On the weekend?
Me: Sure. Why not?
J: Good. Then I expect you to join us more often.
S: How often do you cycle?
J: We try to do it weekly, just to keep fit.
S: Every weekend?
J: Try to. Sometimes on weekdays. Really depends.
S: You’re all so much fitter than me.
J: It takes time to build fitness. Go see bikes then join us.
S: Ok.
I wondered why Jasmine was including Shirlyn in their activities. Was she perhaps going to fish for information since she knew Shirlyn didn’t mind being my FB? I probably should just come clean with her, since Natasha was definitely spilling the beans.
After lunch work continued as usual. Rebecca pulled me into Shirlyn’s office just before we knocked off.
Me: What’s going on?
R: I got something to feedback.
S: On?
Me: Me?
R: No. The new girl, Kate.
Me: Huh? How am I involved?
R: You’re not. I just want to say I think she’s lesbian.
Me: That’s her choice right? What’s it got to do with us?
R: Kept staring at me during lunch. Then she stroked my arm when I told her a joke.
I looked at Rebecca. She was dressed as she normally was, not too revealing, just the right amount of cleavage.
S: So you’re reporting sexual harrassment?
R: Oh no la. Just saying. But I got goosebumps when she stroked my arm.
Me: So she’s good with her fingers. So what?
R: What the fuck.
S: Ok. That was inappropriate.
R: Ok fine. I’m just gossipping.
Me: Right.
R: Well, you’re the one who will work closely with her.
Me: And?
R: Nothing la. You also not interested in any of us except Jasmine.
Me: Erm.
S: That’s enough.
R: Ok. Anyway I just wanted to say I’m handing her over to you.
Me: Already? I thought you have the whole week with her.
R: She’s a fast learner. Where are you tomorrow?
Me: Here? But I have an onsite meeting.
R: Bring her along then.
Me: Ok.
R: Great! I’ll just update her in the chat group.
I had dinner with Jasmine that night at that steak place in Joo Chiat before sending her back. She was still a little concerned about Alan coming after me but I got home safe anyway.
Thursday I reached the office a little later as I had already bought the day license to drive since I had to be onsite later on.
Kate, as usual, was already there when I entered the office.
K: Hey. What time are we leaving?
Me: Probably around 11?
K: Ok. I’m dressed appropriately right?
Me: It’s better that you’re in pants rather than a skirt or dress.
K: Yeah. I figured operations has quite a bit of groundwork. Especially site visits.
Me: Good choice.
K: Do we get to wear jeans?
Me: I’ve never tried. Better check with Rebecca.
K: She’s funny and cute. Married right?
Me: Err… yeah?
K: What about you?
Me: I’m neither funny nor cute.
K: I mean are you married?
Me: Nope. It’s complicated.
K: Gay?
Me: Lol. Nope.
K: Haha. You don’t have to act coy.
Me: Even if I was gay, I doubt any guy would be interested in me.
K: I’ve been hearing things about you.
Fantastic. Not again. Wonder who it was this time.
Me: Wow. More gossip that I didn’t know about.
K: Get used to it. You’re the only other guy in this office.
Me: What did you hear?
K: You rejected a threesome with the finance and marketing girls.
Me: Hmmm.. interesting.
K: I don’t really pay much attention to gossip. But that was juicy.
Me: Right.
K: Were you really asked for a threesome?
Me: Nope. Just gossip.
K: Something must have happened for that gossip to exist right.
Me: Not really. Nothing happened. I guess when ladies are bored they’ll create fantasies?
K: Ah ha! Knew it. Something happened. Otherwise why would they even want to fantasize about you?
Me: That’s not what I meant.
K: I should ask around more.
Me: Don’t think you’ll find out much.
K: Just kidding. Not interested in office gossip. Or politics. Or whatever that isn’t related to work.
Me: That’s good. Probably a good idea to take what others say with a pinch of salt.
We had the morning meeting as usual and I briefed Kate on the operational jobscope as best as I could. To be honest, a lot of things were adhoc and learnt on the job. There was very little prerequisite knowledge or qualifications necessary, just a keen eye for detail, adherence to deadlines and service level agreements, and of course good communication skills.
We headed out to the clients’ site at 11am and reached in around half an hour. It was a new premise setup for one of our existing clients so we met with the boss and our vendors.
The meeting concluded faster than expected and we had lunch nearby.
K: That was easy.
Me: Existing client so we more or less understand their requirements.
K: How long have you been in this job?
Me: Over a year.
K: Wow. Just over a year and you’re a manager?
Me: I guess I was lucky? I didn’t screw up and my manager resigned suddenly.
K: Who did you sleep with to make this happen?
Me: Nobody?
K: Your progression is too fast. I’ve worked in SMEs before while studying, with a diploma you can be an exec for years before being promoted to senior exec.
Me: And?
K: I know of people who will sleep their way to the top.
Me: Doesn’t happen here.
K: Maybe. Maybe not. The management level here is mostly girls. And I doubt sleeping with you is going to get me anywhere.
Me: It definitely wouldn’t.
K: Not interested in guys anyway.
Me: Oh?
K: You really can’t tell?
Me: I don’t judge.
K: Neither do I. But a threesome with those two cute girls is something I wouldn’t pass on if I was a guy.
Me: That’s not something I would be interested in even if it really happened.
K: Yeah. Guess you’re one of those good guys.
Me: I try to be.
K: What’s the deal with you and AGM ah? You seem pretty close.
Me: Huh?
K: Like you’re always talking to her and going for lunch.
Me: She was my direct manager ah. HR manager before this.
K: Oh.
Me: You’re interested in her ah?
K: She’s hot leh. Her boobs.
Me: I was kidding.
K: I wasn’t. But probably better to stop gossiping about our colleagues.
Me: Yeah.
K: What about Jasmine? She looks pretty fuckable too.
Me: I thought you said to stop talking about our colleagues.
K: I’m just trying to figure everyone out.
Me: In my time here, I can safely tell you I’ve figured nobody out.
K: What? Are you that antisocial?
Me: Yeah.
K: Must have had some traumatic experience.
Me: Perhaps.
We finished our lunch and headed back to the office.
Rebecca told me she needed Kate on Friday as there was a new project and she wanted Kate and Karen to work together on it. I didn’t have much to teach her for now anyway so I handed her over again.
Natasha had texted me to remind me that she wanted to see me on Friday night and I told her sure, but it would have to be a quick one. She was fine with that and told me to drop by after 11pm to her place.
Friday was mostly paperwork day. I had lunch with both Jasmine and Shirlyn and the topic of bicycles came up again. In the end I told Shirlyn I’d bring her to take a look on Saturday morning.