Bro….i like ger tat tease ard…it makes it more exciting…..enjoy ur post…cheers n pse continue..
Dear Bros, many thanks for all your kind words and the points. As I will be busy writing the following parts, I may not have the time to go around thanking each and everyone of you. Please bear with me on that.
In any case, this is the next part.
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Chapter 5 – The Mouth
That night, when I was home, my phone rang. Looking at the number, it was her!!!! As my OC was around, I could not afford to arouse her suspicion. I coolly picked up the phone and, before Jane could say anything, said “So, did you manage to compile the information that I need?” Jane was silent (obviously she did not know how to respond). I went further with “ok, just make sure that it’s done by tomorrow morning….look into the file…..ok, bye”. Jane did not speak a word throughout the phone call. Indeed, OC was curious and asked “Who’s that? Why do people have to call you on a public holiday? Further more, this is a long weekend…”. “It’s Raymond (my subordinate that my OC had met once before)….what do you expect? If I have to work on a public holiday, he had better put in more hours….by the way, he is still stuck in the office….I don’t think he will be able to go home tonight as he has to finish the project work…oh, by the way, I need to be in the office tomorrow to finish the work…you can’t expect Raymond to complete the job without me, could you?”. I could sense OC’s sympathy for him (and for me as well, working like a dog, etc., etc.) and, capitalizing on the situation, I turned to her to show her my injured fingers, explaining that it was an accident with the binding machine. The rest of the night was peaceful, pampered as a king by OC, and no further calls from Jane.
The next day, I called Jane as I was leaving my home. “Hey, what was that all about?” she said coldly. “Don’t you know that I am married? Are you trying to get me into trouble?” I replied. There were some exchange of words, which I knew will not lead us any where. “Just to set the record straight, please do not call me at night…..oh, by the way, are you game for lunch today?” I asked, switching to a topic that is of more interest to me. “You still can come out meh? What about your wife?” she teased. “Aiya, I want to show you my elongated ears mah, it is now touching my shoulders already” I joked. She laughed and told me that she has a lunch appointment. We agreed to meet at 2 pm. I then proceeded to my office to clear up as much of next week’s work as possible because my instinct told me that I would be rather busy with Jane. I also called ahead to book a hotel room, in preparation for the afternoon meeting.
Came 2 pm, I picked her up at the designated pickup point. When I saw her, my prick sprang into life again. She looked stunning in a white low-cut dress that has a short skirt. I could also see the black straps of her undergarment. During the drive, I complimented her on her dress and looks and, sensing that I was having a hard-on, took my left hand and placed it on her lap. She then guided my hand up her skirt. To my surprise, my hand found her pussy without any panty. She smiled at me and said “I don’t want to waste time taking them off later”. As I was driving, I could not finger her but she seemed satisfied with me stroking her inner thigh.
Once in the room, I was like an animal, kissing her and trying to rip her clothes off. She pushed me away, saying “take your time….let me show you something…”. She then removed her dress, revealing her lingerie (one of those that covers the entire body). I could see that she was not wearing a bra underneath and, needless to say, she was not wearing a panty. “How do you like this?” she teased. I was speechless and rushed forward, giving her a passionate french kiss. My hands were beginning to slip under her lingerie when her phone rang. She pushed me away, gave me a slutty smile, and picked up the phone. “Hello, Sue. How’s George?….” After several moments, it became clear to me that this would be one of the girlie talk thing that would last forever. By now, she was seated on one of the chairs in the room. I walked up to her, turned her around, and started kissing her inner thigh, working my way up to her pussy. To help me, she adjusted her position and leaned back a little. I was soon busy licking her cunt and my hands were busy groping her breasts. I could hear her stammering in her conversation and finally, she said “Sue…err…let’s talk later….I really have to go now…..I’m okay…okay…okay…..see ya”. “You’re very naughty” she said. “Do you like it?” I replied. “Very much…it’s my turn now” she said. With that, she helped me get back on my feet and she knelt down, removed my pants and underwear, and began giving me a blowjob. I was in dreamland when my phone rang. I was frustrated to be disturbed at this moment but, looking at the number, it was my boss calling. I freed myself from her and took the call. Boss just came back from a U.S. trip and had a lot to say. Halfway through our conversation, she crawled up to me and restarted her blowjob on me. This time, she kept looking at me with her slutty cfm looks. After several moments, I started stammering. I finally took the courage to ask Boss to send me an email (on the premise that there are a lot of details) and that I had to go because of family emergencies. I also promised him that I would deliver a draft to him by Monday morning (well, nothing could stop me now, even if it means that I have to burn my weekend).
With the phone call behind me, I turned to Jane, lifted her up and placed her on the bed. We were like animals, ripping each other’s clothes apart. I inserted my fully aroused dick into her dripping wet cunt and was soon pumping away. Again, she said “Harder, harder….deeper…yes….deeper….oh yes….love your cock….”, in between her moans. I suddenly recalled that one of our common favorites is to fuck, doggie style, in front of a mirror. I asked her to move to the dressing table and I was soon thrusting her from behind. In between her moans, she said “Baby, I want you to cum in my mouth….I want to taste your sweetness…..I want to suck you dry….”. The excitement of hearing that made me cum faster. After a few more thrust, I pulled my dick out and stood just stood there. Sensing that I was about to cum, she quickly turned around, knelt on her knees and began sucking away. She continued stroking and sucking my cock even after I was totally dry. I had to stop her when I began to feel a little awkward. She then went to the toilet to spit out my sperm.
After cleaning up, we hugged and rested in bed. I soon fell asleep, to be waken up by my phone’s ringing. It was my OC, asking if I will be home for dinner. I said no and looked at my watch. It’s already close to 7 pm. Jane was also wake and began dressing up. When asked, she told me that she has made arrangements to meet with Sue and that, I was welcome to join. I accepted as I have already informed OC that I would not be home for dinner and it is clear to me that there was insufficient time for a round 2 with Jane.
….coming up next….meeting with Sue…..
This is a short chapter, leading to a rather long one later. Please bear with me as it will take some time to do the next long chapter.
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Chapter 6 – Meeting with Sue
Sue was alone when we met her. It turns out that Sue was Jane’s schoolmate, back for her holiday too. A brief description of Sue – she is average looking, with a cfm look and, like Jane, has a slim body (although boobs are slightly larger than Jane’s). After some preliminaries, Sue seemed comfortable with me (I guess it’s because Jane kept bringing me into their discussion). Jane started talking dirty again…”So, Sue, do you miss George?” she asked Sue. Before Sue could answer, Jane turned to me to explain “Oh, by the way, George is Sue’s current boyfriend at school…he is staying back at London….you know what? He is Black, and a big one too..” “Which part of his is big?” I asked. The three of us were soon engaged in a lively conversation on dick size, etc. The girls were giggling and laughing throughout the entire evening. It certainly occurred to me that Sue likes to make love too and that these girls are very adventurous.
“Hey, how about making a short trip to a beach resort at Bintan?…the three of us…..the sun, sand and sea…..with lots of booze….it will be fantastic” I suggested. For the next 15 minutes or so, I turned into the marketing manager of a beach resort and told them all the wonderful things about that particular resort, with its private pool, etc., etc. “Oh, I have heard of that place before, but did not get the chance to go. Okay, it’s a deal”, the girls said together. “Mission accomplished” I told myself. Realizing that I still have all the work to do for my Boss, I bid farewell to the girls. Before I left, I told them “oh, by the way, only bikinis are allowed. So, if you don’t have one, please go get one. I don’t want anyone to spoil the fun.” The girls just waved back and said “yah lah, do you think that we will dress like old aunties?”.
As I left, I beamed, so much so that I had to suppress my excitement when I reached home, to make OC think that I was busy at work.
The next few days were work, work and work. During my lunch break, I booked a room with the resort and confirmed the schedule with the girls.
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Eastpipper
wow,u do have many good experience!nice contributions!
Bro, to be absolutely frank, I do not have that many encounters in my life. There are a few (note: not many) and this is one of the most exciting ones.
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Originally Posted by
blade
looking forward for more! upz u le..please continue
Bro, many thanks. Good to know that you are enjoying it. I will try to repay your kindness in the near future.
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MMM88
Bro….i like ger tat tease ard…it makes it more exciting…..enjoy ur post…cheers n pse continue..
Bro, please read on….Jane & Sue…. somehow, one good thing leads to another.
Chapter 2 – The Unfinished Job
She was wearing a white spaghetti top and tight skirt,
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I(well, time is unhooked her bra and slipped my hands under her spaghetti top.
When I tried to unzip her jeans
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Bro, abit contradicting over this part. Care to explain?
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dc_31
Chapter 2 – The Unfinished Job
She was wearing a white spaghetti top and tight skirt,
,
I(well, time is unhooked her bra and slipped my hands under her spaghetti top.
When I tried to unzip her jeans
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Bro, abit contradicting over this part. Care to explain?
You are right…good catch…thousands of apologies for my failing memory.
To rectify, she was wearing jeans.
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malayboy
Actually, there is a continuation to this….but I hesitate to write because:
- I am afraid that it may become a little monotonous to readers (you know, too much of the same thing, albeit under different environment, may become boring)
- in a way, I still miss her and, by writing more, I will miss her more….
Now that you brought it up, let me take a while to consider as to whether I should continue writing about her.
Bro malayboy,
I don’t think your story will be monotonous. I’d read Bro Harrier24B’s story, now, that’s monotonous. I guess quite a few of the readers of “My True Stories” would agree with me that the stories that Bro Harrier24B churns out is getting too predictable. I hope you don’t write like him though! When there’s an ending, pray let your readers finish it and relish for more in your new story, while at the same time, let them have a fond memory of your older piece of work!
I am sorry to have made you feel bad about your “Jane”. Do accept my apology.
Lastly, I would like to thank you so much for the two points that you have added to me. I am sure alot of newcomers would be glad to come here and chat with you because you will be very generous with them too!! Cheers!
This is specially dedicated to all the Bros who have expressed interest in some silly adventures of this old man, your truly.
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Jane was away for 6 months or so, during which we exchanged emails regularly. In her emails, she kept saying that she can’t wait to be back in Singapore, she was missing me, etc. She also asked if I was seeing other women. Of course, I denied, saying that I do not do this kind of thing and that she was the exception because I lost control whenever I saw her. These are little lies that I have been telling her………
In reality, I was seeing an ex-colleague, Annie, who had developed an interest in me. Annie and I used to work in the same firm but at different departments. We crossed path a little but not to the extent of being very familiar with each other. Annie was about twenty years of age, had a slim body and long, straight hair. She has a pretty face, complemented by her flawless complexion, and the most captivating smile, complete with a set of dimples.
After I left our firm, we met on several occasions for drinks, which were organized by other ex-colleagues. During those drinking sessions, I could sense that Annie was interested in me. She would snuggle up close to me during drinks and would always ask me to dance with her. We would somehow end up dancing the “dirty dancing” type of thing, with hands on each other’s hips and butt, and groin rubbing against the other party’s thighs or butt. I always developed a hard on whenever I did it with Annie and I was sure that she could feel my rod rubbing against her. She would also give me the CFM look throughout the dance. We did not progress further as I was afraid of being caught by the other ex-colleagues. Moreover, she already had a boyfriend.
One fine evening, Annie called me while I was out with another group of friends.
“Hi, Malayboy, where are you?” she asked. I could hear some music playing in the background.
“Oh,….good to hear from you, Annie. I am out with some friends at XXXX. Do you want to join us?” I replied.
“I would love to, but you are some distance away. I am at YYYY and….you know what?……I miss you……can you come over to see me?….…” she said in a sexy voice.
“I miss you too..…so, what do I get in return for dashing there?……” I teased. In reality I missed her too, especially so because I have had some drinks and no chio boo was in sight.
“Err…..I am with some friends right now…..why don’t you pick me up at XXXX?…..we will head off to somewhere else” she said.
I agreed and rushed to pick her up. As I did not want to seem desperate for sex, I suggested that we go to another club for some drinks and dance. She agreed and we were on our way.
Annie seemed much more open to me that night, probably due to the lack of familiar faces around us. She stuck on to me like glue. As we walked into the club, she held on to my hands and her body was sticking real close such that my arm was in constant contact with her breasts. Once in the club, her hands were either over my waist or butt area. When we danced, she was grinding her lower body against my thighs real hard.
As the night wore on, Annie disclosed that she has broken off with her boyfriend. Of all the unhappy things that she mentioned about her ex-boyfriend, something caught my attention……the guy was bad in bed!!!! Since she brought this up, I probed further.
“So, what is so bad about him in bed?” I asked innocently.
“Well….err….you know…..we tried our first time some time ago…..it was my first time…..I complained that it was painful and he gave up……it was not a pleasant experience…….we drifted apart…..I think he is seeing someone else…..well, anyway as he is not my type..….” she said with a smile. I could see that she was not heartbroken at all.
“He may not be experienced enough….you’ve got to excuse him” I replied, trying not to reveal the devil in me. In actual fact, I began conjuring various ways to help her solve her problem.
“So, do you mean that you are very EXPERIENCED?” she teased, emphasizing the word “experienced”.
“Well, I’ve been told that I am good at it. That’s all that I can say” I replied coolly.
Not wanting to waste precious time, we left the club, hand-in-hand. Once in the car, I placed her hand on my thigh. I drove her home, knowing that she was staying at a rented apartment with one of her girlfriends. When I was at the carpark beneath her flat, I parked my car at a dark secluded spot and turned to kiss her. She met my lips with hers. She was a passionate kisser, such that she will let out some moans just through the act of kissing her.
Slowly, my hands reached for her breasts, first from the outside and, with no resistance from her, slipped beneath her spaghetti top. I pulled her strapless bra down and started fondling her breasts. Her breasts were smallish but I like it because it gave me the young and fresh feel. I could feel her breathing quicken, which spurred me on to stroke her thighs. As my hands found its way from her knee area towards her cunt, she parted her legs a little. Although she was wearing pants, I could feel her cunt through her pants.
I then unbuttoned and unzipped her pants using one hand and slipped my hand in to fondle her cunt. I am kissing her breasts by now and slowly slipped my hand under her g-string, finding its way to her clit. She just sat there, with her hands touching and stroking my body. After a while, she sat up a little and asked “You are damn good at this….I can’t take it anymore…..by the way, my housemate is away….would you like to come up for a drink?”
“That depends on what type of drink you are serving” I replied as I got up.
We were soon on our way. Once in her flat, she led me by my hand to her bedroom. With the bedroom door locked, we kissed again and I proceeded to strip her. First to go was the bra, then the pants and then the g-string. I intentionally left her spaghetti top on as I liked the way that her nipples were poking out of it. She helped me undress and we were soon lying on the bed, kissing. I soon removed her top too, to kiss those beautiful perky nipples of hers.
I could tell that she was inexperienced. While I was busy fondling, kissing and caressing every part of her body, she could only touch my upper body. Even when I intentionally sat up and moved my crotch to within inches of her hands, she did not reach for the hardened cock that was dying to be stroked. I soon gave up the thought of receiving a handjob or blowjob. Instead, I just focused on pleasing her with my fingers, which has found her clit by now. She did not moan as my fingers stroked and flicked at her clit. Her cunt was like a dam, soaking wet. Slowly, I inserted my finger into her and started stroking her. Meanwhile, I was busy kissing her breasts. Soon, I could feel her muscles stiffen, followed by convulsions from within her cunt. Her hands grabbed the bedspread and started pulling. I knew she was cumming and continued my stroking until it subsided. Despite cumming, she did not moan at all!!!!!
She then turned to me and asked “Don’t you want to cum as well?”
…………..to be continued…………………
For all those who are waiting for Jane to re-appear in my life, please bear with me. She will re-appear….and life became even more interesting for me….