Hello Samster.. I am a silent reader to all the interesting stories written by big bros. So, I am trying to give it a try and share mine. Its 80-90% true story that happened to me myself. All the name appears will be fake just to protect the person. I apologize for my Lausy english, but I will try my best to get the story as interesting as possible by words. Here it is…
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Its close to 4 years ago since I take my first step on this beautiful country, Singapore. I am a Malaysian, coming across the the Causeway Link Bridge, seeking for my career as an Construction Engineer in my early 20’s.
Damn. That reminds me a lot of bad memories; bunch of interviews, staying over my friend’s place, Ringgit Malaysia to Singapore Dollar is really hurting my wallet. Fortunately, on one fine day, I am having an interview session with a local construction company, offering me quite a good amount of salary for a fresh graduate. I said nothing but accept the offer with a big smile on my face.
Early November, 2009. Its my first day reporting duty to a close SGD 30 million project. That kind of nervous is just like having your first date with the girl you like. Sweat gushing down from my fore head while taking instruction from my Project Manager, and my Site Manager in an air-conditioned container office.
Life as an site engineer is never been easy. Running up and down, in and out the muddy construction site under the big hot sun with heavy machinery operated a few metres away from you. There is no way you can get off work on time, go to work before sun rise, still working after the sun set. I am the youngest in the whole project team, so all the “jap pa lang” things or issues will be thrown to me. Fuck my life.
I was about to give up. Frustrated at the point. But just before I explode, 2 new colleagues joined the team, sharing the workload of mine. Saw them first talking to both my Project Manager and Site Manager.
PM: Yo.. Fresh kid, come over. Intro somebody to you.
Me: Oh..
PM: This is Mr Chee and Mr Chung. Chee has been around in the company for 3 over years. He will be the Senior Coordinator for this project, and you will be reporting under him.
Me: Nice to meet you Mr Chee. I’m Ryan.
Chee: Nice to meet you too.
PM: And this is Mr Chung. He is also a fresh graduate like you. Learn from each other. You got the whole year here to suffer.. Haha..
Me: Nice to meet you Mr Chung. I’m Ryan.
Chung: Nice to meet you too.
That’s how we first met. They have become my best colleague during working hours, and best friend after working hours. At that point of time, I will never knew these guys will ignite the fire of lust within me…
That’s how we first met. They have become my best colleague during working hours, and best friend after working hours. At that point of time, I will never knew these guys will ignite the fire of lust within me…
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I remember clearly that’s early January of year 2010, when our company had our D&D or so call annual dinner. Wow. That’s my first time attending. Roughly 30 tables were served mainly for the company staffs, some Bangladesh / Indian high “ranked” supervisor, and some sub-contractors who work closely with our company.
Along with the project team, we enter the ball room and search for our table. Quickly settle down as I don’t want to draw others attention, I’m kind of shy to so many unfamiliar faces. I certainly don’t want to bump into any bosses or assholes. Just when I am pouring some whisky to my glass, something or someone draws my attention.
A couple of mid 20’s girls show up at the entrance door. But one of them, a rather sweet young girl got my vision anchored on her. She is around 165cm tall, not too skinny but having the right meat at the right place.
Wearing a strapless dark blue night dress with a small V cut on the chest, exposing nice pair of near-C boobies. The dress tightly cover her curving body, and stop at her thigh area 3 inches above her knee. Those fair silkish long leg is driving me crazy.
- Dress Look Alike.
I automatically bottoms-up a glass of whisky, neat when she and the girls walked pass our table. Shoulder length black long hair, with Dove shampoo fragrance. I am sure every male can smell out that’s Dove shampoo and I personally have fetish over this fume.
Taking a peek behind me, and saw she seated 2 tables away from us.
Me: Oi Chee, you know who’s that girl in the black? The one sitting near Ms. Tay.
Chee: Mana? Oo.. She is our company purchaser la.. I thought u calling her sometimes to purchase some tools ma.. u duno meh?
Me: Dorothy??!!!
In fact, I really do call her sometimes to order or purchase some tools or renting some machines. But I thought purchaser will be those old auntie or married late 30s’ women. Some more the name Dorothy doesn’t sound like a teenager to me.
Man.. What a surprise!!
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In fact, I really do call her sometimes to order or purchase some tools or renting some machines. But I thought purchaser will be those old auntie or married late 30s’ women. Some more the name Dorothy doesn’t sound like a teenager to me.
Man.. What a surprise!!
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Me: U mean thats Dorothy??!! I thought she is an auntie!!
Chee: See for yourself la.. Does she looks like an auntie now?? Why?? Suka her ah??
Me: No la.. Just asking ma..
Chee: Mai geh geh la.. I can ask her over and intro to u.. Swee boh??
Me: Oi.. Don’t play play la.. Later scared tio her.. Drink drink drink..
In my heart, I really don’t dare to make friend, or even say Hello to her.. I have only in 1 relationship, and that’s long distance relationship. I only tried kissing or caressing my ex-girlfriend’s boobs with cloths on in the car. I am rather shy naturally or lack of confidence when it comes to girl, a pretty good-looking one. And yes, I’m still virgin, not because of keeping it for my future wife. Simply just because I don’t know how to lose it.
Dinners ending soon. Definitely nothing happens between me and Dorothy. No introducing, no talking, no eye contact, no nothing. I was rather relieved and went back home as it’s Friday night, and I still need to work the next day.
Collapsed onto my queen size bed and my body refuse to move to shower any more. Closed my eyes and i can’t stop thinking about Dorothy. I wonder is the alcohol or my urge, blood started to rush down my tool, and my second brain start hard-on.
Thinking of her boobs and leg in that tight dress, make me stroke faster. I wish I could strip her naked and lay my tongue all over her body. As boob lover, I can really drown in Dorothy’s boobs. Imagine grabbing her boobs and pumping her sweet tight hole. Within minutes, I release my white bullet in her imaginary vagina; my right hand. Slip back to reality, clean up myself with wet tissue and dozed off.
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Thinking of her boobs and leg in that tight dress, make me stroke faster. I wish I could strip her naked and lay my tongue all over her body. As boob lover, I can really drown in Dorothy’s boobs. Imagine grabbing her boobs and pumping her sweet tight hole. Within minutes, I release my white bullet in her imaginary vagina; my right hand. Slip back to reality, clean up myself with wet tissue and dozed off.
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As main contractor, I won’t denied that we do have special privilege to go drinking sessions, KTV, makan makan, on that all is on sub-contractor’s tab. We practice the same culture.
One week to go before the Chinese biggest festival celebration; Chinese New Year. Quite some dinner threat invited and we are in holiday mood!! The last sub-contractors to threat us is non but the biggest contract holder among all the sub-contractor, which invited us along for dinner at Ah Yat Seafood Restaurant. If my memory serve me right, it’s located at Jurong Bird Park.
My first meal at Ah Yat Seafood Restaurant. And it did not disappoint me. Each of us was served with one big whole Abalone.
Me: Wah.. Meng, first time I eat one whole abalone by myself le..
(Meng is the manager of the sub-contractor. Around late 30s’, and surely is a kaki of night life)
Meng: Don’t wah at this abalone. Later I bring u go eat “live” abalone. Got jiuce one, ai mai?
Me: ?? Abalone can eat live one meh?? Don’t bluff me la..
Chee: Aiya.. Ryan, you no need to know this la.. Later follow us go second round you will know.. Did you bring your passport I asked you yesterday??
Me: Second round? Go where, Malaysia??
Chee: Dont kepo la.. Just stick with us. Chung also going.
Chung: Ya lo. Big brother bring you go see the world..
Me: Walan.. U all do human-trafficking ah? Gonna sell me?
Chee: Trust me! I’m Engineer!!
Me: …..
I dig in my food with curiosities in my mind. I smell something bad and evil, yet I am excited about it. Maybe indirectly, my smaller head is slowly taking over my big head.
We finish our early dinner here around 1900hr, bid goodbye our seniors and board into Meng’s car. 4 of us were in BMW 525, speeding all the way to Singapore Custom, Malaysia Bridge, and end up at The Zon Regency Hotel.
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We finish our early dinner here around 1900hr, bid goodbye our seniors and board into Meng’s car. 4 of us were in BMW 525, speeding all the way to Singapore Custom, Malaysia Bridge, and end up at The Zon Regency Hotel.
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Half drag by them into the elevator. Tinggg.. The passenger lift door opened up and we are in front of the so call “health centre”
Clearly in my mind I knew that I am going to lose my virgin poke tonight. Mixed feeling; nervous, excited, scared. But only one feeling wins it all - LUST for SEX!!
The environment is so new to me, I never even visit a massage centre or spa/sauna room. We were greeted by a smart middle aged man dressed in suit. Meng do all the talking while I am still amazed by the place.
We soon brought to a safety deposit box where we need to store our phone, wallet and other accessories we brought here. Then each of us is given a “bracelet key” to the safety deposit.
And then we proceed to the changing room. Busy finding the number of our locker and start to undress before something bother me. Do I need to remove my underwear too?
Me: Eh.. Meng.. Do we need to ….. WHAT THE FUCK…..!!
I was in shocked when I saw Meng stripped naked in front of everybody, with his cock dangling proudly, greeting “Hello” to us.
Meng: Simi? Take out everything la.. Wait what? Shy ar? Small cock ah?
Me: Seriously. Can u just turn around? I will get nightmare of ur ugly cock chasing.. Haha.. (Trying my best to act cool)
I was really to shy to just strip into birthday suit in front of them. So I purposely excuse myself to the toilet, and let them all done changing before I get change into the boxer provided by the centre.
I then walk over to join them in the spa pool. I took a piece of cigarette from the free flow cigarette box, and light it up before joining their conversation.
Meng: Al right gentlemen. Soak up yourself, drink some orange juice, eat some ice cream before we go for a cup of coffee and order our “massage parlour” ..
Chee: I wan slim de.. Tall tall one better..
Chung: For me I wan long leg de.. Cute looking de..
Meng: Ryan, what about u?
Me: Wah seh.. Massage parlour only wor, still need to choose de meh? (Act blur, act innocent..)
Meng: Aiya.. Just describe what u wan de la.. big boob de, small boob de, tall de, short de…
Me: Erm.. If u insist, I wan big boob de.. Long leg de also can.. Dont wan auntie of course..
Meng: U really is a boob lover.. Haha..
After a good 10-15 minutes of soaking in the spa pool and sauna room, we went to have shower and changed into new boxer and wear a bathrobe. Settling down at the cafeteria and order some hot drink.
Meng come and sit down with us after talking to the man in black suit who ushered us earlier.
Meng: Order placed.. Behold…..
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