Hi all.
Decided to write a short story of an experience I encountered as a cabbie. My first time writing so pardon me if I have any shortcomings. The event is true, though I change/withhold some facts to make it more fiction. Machiam Dan Brown’s The Da Vinci Code like that.
I have been a cabbie for the past 9 months now. Before that I asked around, getting feedbacks from other cabbies about hows a cabbie life will be. Some encouraged me, others gave non pleasant views. You gotta to be disciplined, dedicated, have a stone face in case passengers scolded you etc. Some cons, but most of the cabbies I spoke to will say there are perks being one, and meeting gorgeous ladies are one of them. With a candid face and a good conversation, you can go far with them.
Anyhow, thats not the main reason I become one! For almost 6 months my life was driving yowards a boring job. Yes you meet people, ladies pretty and ugly, boobs and bums of various sizes, couple kissing behind the passengers back seat. But thats it. Visual and hearimg stimulations for few ten minutes and thats it.
One fine Wednesday night in August, about 4am as usual I attacked Clarke Quay. Most of the party goers already leaving the clubs, and taxis were needed there. I drove along River Valley Rd and straight to Tan Tye Place. I tried avoided the main road because so many people waiting along the main road and I have no clue who to pick, maybe someone just stood in front of another person who was already waiting for about 5 minutes and I happened to come and picked up the former, no fair right? So I went straight to Tan Tye Place taxi stand, was 4th or 5th in queue.
And from afar I saw a Malay couple standing. The girl looked in her early 20s, wearing a blue tight dress, tall, fair, wavy shoulder length hair, slender legs, tight bums. Her head was leaning on the guys shoulder, who was seen playing her hair and whispering to her ears.
I could tell that she was high, super high, not zonked out, but high enough to cant even stand properly. The guy kept whispering something to her and she repeatedly shook her head. Everytime she shook her head, she did it rigorously and after that she was swaying like being oushed by strong wind and everytime the guy would hold her and grabbed her waist. Oh.. her waist. Slim and cutting an hour glass body, I could see her curves right from afar. Her dress was so tight it could rip up anytime, showing her full round ass for the whole world to city.
I was 2nd in line. The couple was standing diagonally left of me. I dropped the left window a bit. The guy was still talking to her, whispering to her ear.
The girl: Tak nak.. tak nak! (Dunt want.. dunt want!)
The guy gave a fcked up face.
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Then he said: Tapi you kan mabok! (But u are drunk!)
The girl kept repeating shaking her head. She shook her head so much she began to wobble. She adjusted her position and walked forward, the guy by her side still holding her waist. Now they were standing beside my taxi. I tried not to look but I cant help eavesdropping.
The guy: Alah kita gi makan pat xxx then I hantar u balik k (We go eat first at xxx then I send u home k)
The girl: Nak makan kat sini pon ada Mac aper. Takya gi jauh jauh (Want to eat her got Mac what no need go far far)
The guy: *whispering something*
The girl: tak nak laaaaaa (dunt wannnnnt)
I can see the girl was in super irritated mode already. I was wondering if the guy wanted to bang her. Who doesnt? With her curved back and a rounded bum, I started to imagine what will she looked like when on all fours, back arched, her wavy silky black hair fall on her super seductive face..
Ah yes the face. I could see clearly her face now that they were standing beside my taxi. She had this bedroom eyes. Maybe natural or maybe just high, I dunno. They were half open, half close. And the lips! Glossed with red lipstick, her upper lip was fuller than the bottom one. The kind of lip when making a goodbye flying kiss smooch would drive u to find any hole and fcked it on the spot.
She had also a pair of high cheek bone. Flushed with redness from much booze, imagine a Shu Qi high on alcohol. But Shu Qi I think has a flat face, this girl has a high forehead and a almondlike face.
An angel.
I was drifting away and imagining all sorts of things when I heard the door being opened. The girl has entered. I turned around and confirmed my suspicions, I had a drunk angel seating iny taxi. Her breath stenched of alcohol. Smells like whiskey.
But she also oozed sexiness. Lots of it. A sexy Malay girl wearing a tight blue mini dress. Her pair of tits must be crying out wanting to get out from that suffocating outfit. And her hips were curvaceous, she has broad shoulders. Ive never seen this type of Malay lass before, and I thought I have seen it all…
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The guy: You sure u dunt want me to follow you?
The girl: Yes dear, Im going back.
The guy wanted to retort but then was realising I was looking at him. The girl too turned around and was looking at me. She smiled. I mean smiled showing her full sets of her pearly whites.
The girl: Abannngggg (cute mode) Pasir Ris please!
I said OK! With such an enthusiastic response and gave the guy one last look.
Brother, close the door please.I said
The guy was huffing and staring at me.
I was sure as hell he saw a smirk on my face.
From inside the taxi the girl was giving the guy big goodbye waves.
The girl: BYEEEEEE! See uuuuu laterrrrr! Or neverrr! Byeeeeee! Blahhhhh!
Some mild vulgarities and she made a very deep sigh.. maybe relief. I dunno.
I drove on..
Continue.. (in the evening)
Apologies if there are many spelling errors, grammar mistakes etc. Doing this on phone. Always on the move, yo!
As I made my way from River Valley Rd towards Hill st, I was filled with mixed emotions. Here sat a gorgeous lady and you can deny it makes your day, seeing pretty things. But then again I realised, this girl is drunk! what if she puked? What if she slept and unable to wake up. My shift ended at 7 and she was meant to be my last pax and it could be hassle to wash the car if she puked or to wake her up, worse to call for Police.
While passing by the Parliament House, I realised I didnt have her exact drop off point. So I looked up at the rear window.
I can’t see her head!
I turned my head looking back. A pair of slender long legs stretching out.
My worst fear had come true. Once a drunkard fall into sleep, it posed a challenge to wake him up.
Then as I turned my head more, from the darkness inside the taxi, something caught my attention.
The girl was lying on the back passenger seat, her dress was uplifted, showing her white underwear, so white against the dark like a lighthouse shining throught the dark night..
Damn.
Really hate this part.
Guy or girl, a drunkard is the last person a cabbie wants. Worse is if the drunkard a lady, you have to take precautions to avoid unnecessary allegations.
Okay never mind. Give her some rest and will wake her up once we reached Pasir Ris.
I turned around again, her legs were still stretching out and spread. Her hair fall on her face. I wasnt sure if she was awake or asleep. I dare not look again and continue driving.
Once I reached Pasir Ris, I called her out
Me: Miss, Miss. Pasir Ris already.
I called her many times. No respond. I turned and slapped gently on her right knee using my left hand
The girl: Err.. Err.. Blk xxx
I quickly proceeded to the said block.
I knew this would be a challenge, so I parked the taxi in an available lot. Me: Miss, Miss! I tried to wake her up. After several unsuccessful attempts, I shook her leg. Her whole body moved, her dress lifted higher. Her cute butt cheeks now exposed, her white panties now seen clearly. She refused to wake up.
Okay, another five minutes and Im calling the Police. I got out from the taxi and proceeded to the left side of the taxi. I opened the door.
And there she was lying on the back seat, like prawn like posture, sleeping on the right side of the body. I could now see her lower part of the body clearly. Legs, butt, groin..
Her fair ass mocking me as if daring me to touch them. But as much as I wanted I knew I could be in trouble.
This time I shook her shoulder vigorously.
Me: Miss! Miss! Wake up! I felt like slapping her for wasting my time. I gave one hard shook.
The girl: Heyyyy.. Relax!
The girl had come around. She sat up, her droopy eyes half closed. She looked around and suddenly she gasped.
The girl: Where am I?? Where you bring me???
The girl looked around her, obviously unaware where she was.
Me: You are at your block Miss.
The girl looked around. And then she looked at me.
The girl: Did you bring me to the hotel?
I wished!
Me: No la, this is your block. See?
I pointed to the said block. It took some time for her to absorb the information. She closed her eyes. And slowly her body fell sideways.
Me: Hey Miss. Dunt sleep we are here already. I tugged her firmly.
She was murmuring to herself:
You dunt play play with me ah.. You bring me to hotel you watch out. Okay, that’s it. Before she alleged me for something, I better call for the Police.
I stood up and took out my phone.
The girl: Help me out please. I wanna puke.
Instantly I pulled her body towards me. My right hand was holding her waist and slowly pulled her out from the taxi. I could feel the curve of her back and I was making sure I did not touch her rear end. Slowly I dragged her out from the taxi. Staggered, the girl walked towards the grass patch nearby. She squatted down and puked. If my eyeballs could popped, they had already rolled on the ground, sprinting towards the girl.
The girl was squatting, never realised her dress was lifted up so high I could see her full round bum and the V shaped of her front panties. Her groin was so fair, no dirt, grime or stain on her pubic area. So clean you can smell it.
I bit my tongue..
Few minutes had passed.
I circled her like an eagle waiting to strike its prey.
Back and forth I went. Pussy, ass. Ass, pussy. Even when the place was quite dimmed, her white panties and her fair juicy bums were clear to see.
Me: Are you done?
The girl: Help me.
I helped her to stand up.
Me: U, please adjust your dress.
She was still unstable, but I could see her smiling when adjusting her dress. I was sure it was embarrassing for her, exposing her bottom for me, heck, for the whole block in front of her to see.
The girl: Best?
I was shocked. When you are drunk, you throw your inhibitions out of the window.
Me: Pe je! (What only)
It was me who was embarrassed. Never thought she could have said that.
I hold her thin waist and guided her to the void deck. Her left hand was holding onto my left shoulder. There was a tingling sense of perfume on her.
While walking her, I glanced. She was wearing a tight fitting dress, and I swore I could see the contours of her breasts. Round and firm. Tight and perky. She must be a very well kept person, judging by her physical appearance and the way she dressed.
I helped her to a bench at the void deck. Straight away she rested her head.
Me: Eh dunt sleep here. Your house upstairs. Just walk and you will be home safely.
I sensed this will take some time. I needed her to freshen up a lil bit.
I went back to my taxi and grabbed a bottle of mineral water. It was half empty but I needed her to drink it. I came back and saw her sitting with legs apart.
Me: Drink. You smoke? Light a stick. And sit properly.
The girl just looked at me. She folded her legs and took out from her purse a box of Winston. She lighted it. The first puff she inhaled so deeply I was afraid she might choked.
Ten minutes, she smoked two sticks and finished my mineral water. Her eyes began to aware the surroundings and her speech were no longer incoherent.
The girl: Why are you helping me?
She was looking down and holding her ciggy while asking me that.
Me: Because you are a lady. Drunk. Plus, you are hot.
The girl turned her head and looked at me. Again, she smiled. Cynically?
She tried to stand up but her knees nearly gave way. I managed to hold her and let her stand straight.
Again she repeated: Why are you helping me.. I do not know you.
Me: Okay first off you are drunk. Cant let you sleep in my taxi. I need to wake you up so you can go back home. I dunt want trouble. Make sure you okay so you cannot anyhow say I hanky panky with you.
The girl giggled. You know, how a drunkard girl would.
The girl: Do you do this every time to a mabok (drunk) girl?
Me: First time I sent a super mabok girl like you.
The girl giggled again: I not mabok la, noneng (tipsy) only. See. I can stand.
She stretched her body to pose. She had this S shaped on her body. With two goggles staring at me, and her long legs.. I imagine them on top of my shoulders.
She then do a supermodel pose. And she began to strut. Strut in a drunken stupor. I caught her when she fumbled. Both her hands holding onto my shoulders. I hold onto her waist. Size 24 I think. So now we were face to face and we stared at each others eyes. She was flawless. No pimples, dark skins, her eyelashes are natural long. And she always smile. Her lips always half opened.
The girl: Im not drunk. If I am I wouldnt be standing here cos I will get laid with that Mat (the guy)
Oh.. K..
Suddenly the girl leaned on me. Then she hugged me and whispered in my ear
Thank you for saving me.
I did not know I was a hero.
The girl then kissed me on my sweaty left cheek. And hugged me.
I felt time stopped. Brushing my chest against hers, I could feel the pair of her awesome rack.
The hug was tight and I was expecting some sponge from her bra, but no.
It was meat. Round, firm meat.
Her right leg was slightly bent and her thigh brushed my crotch. Up and down. Up and down. Naturally, my schlong got hard. Not that I never resisted the feeling.
I stroked her back gently. Did I hear an ahhhh??
Me: Miss, I gotta go. I will give you the receipt proving I did not take a detour while you were sleeping in the cab. And also prove that Im not afraid if you wanna allege me of doing something wrong.
The girl stared at me, from my head to my toe and then focused on my groin. She kept quiet while both her hands were stroking mine.
Me: Miss, you okay?
The girl then walked away. Obviously she swayed side to side and then stopped.
The girl turned to me and said: Forget the receipt. Help me to my house and I pay $50.
The girl: Help me laa. Please. Forget about the receipt. U help me send up to my house, I pay $50 for all the trouble.
The time is 5am thereabouts.
Aiyah. What the heck. Just send her, take the money and Fck off. You dunt get to send a super hot chick home. Hotel yes. Home, err.. like once in a blue moon!
Me: Ok you wait I lock my taxi.
I made her leaned against the wall before I ran to the taxi. Off the engine, and locked the door.
I ran back to her. She was smoking. Her right side of her was leaning against the wall.
As I was looking at her side, I just cant help feel amazed by her body. Malay girls are known to have ‘duck’ ass, we call it ’tonggek’. Not the latina types they are super round, but the Malays have this perky ass, the kind like lifted up while you are walking on your toes.
But this girl’s, she define the term ‘bontot jack’ (jacked up ass)
If I could place a glass full of water on her bum, I swear it will not topple.
Me: Okay come, let’s go.
I guided her to the lift. She pressed a number, and then straight leaned on me.
What am I doing here…
Inside the lift, the girl was leaning onto me, still holding her cigarette on her left hand.
Her side boob was brushing against my rib cage. She must be about 1.6m and maybe under 50kgs. She was petite, but ample at the right places. I hold her left shoulder. I did not want her to suddenly collapse and have to carry her. Im no bodybuilder.
The girl: Bodo pey mat! (Stupid mat!)
Me: Hey relax, he is not here. You are finally home.
The girl did not respond. She mumbled to herself:
Ingat aku senang per? (Think Im easy is it?)
I wonder what the said guy had done to cause her such anger
Me: Ok Ok calm down. Finish your ciggy. We are reaching soon.
The door opened in a short while. The girl stubbed the cigarette with her high heel. Thats a pair of Christian Louboutin!
The girl fumbled her way out from the lift. There, she pointed. To the right corner.
I purposely let her walk alone in front of me. Let her open the gate by herself. Let her open the purse and give me whatever she owns me.
The girl managed to reach the gate of her house. Slowly she bent over to take out her heels.
I watched from behind like gazing to a sunrise. Or sunset. Whichever awes you more.
Her buttcheek peeked from behind her dress.
I love the letter W morw than ever.
The girl took out a bunch of keys and opened the gate and the door. Slowly as not to make any noise.
Great. Dunt wanna wake up the parents.
After opening the door, she went in. I cant see whats inside the house as it was dark.
A moment later, her head popped out from behind the door.
Quick, come in before my neighbours see you! She said.
Huh???