As per the plan, Selene would have dropped Abdul a message at 9am sharp.
The fucking scholar usually comes in around 10am unless he needed to be in early.
On certain Fridays, we won’t see him before lunch.
9.30am
Selene started her ‘coffee session’ with the staff which had just resigned starting from Tan.
What would have been an exit interview of sort, was actually just plain old chatting. It’s all about putting up a front.
We had agreed to spent about 30 minutes each in Selene’s office, as a gesture of showing that she was not involved in this coup and she was trying her best to get each staff to stay.
Abdul got into office at 9.45am and without heading to his office, he immediately opened Selene’s door without knocking.
I took a deep breath and waited for the moment.
I had promised Selene that she could shout at Abdul till the cows come home and there was nothing that fucking scholar could do about it.
Abdul must have saw Tan inside the room and he closed the door without apologizing.
He shot me a look, with what looked like bloodshot eyes and I returned it.
Don’t give me this shit about staring.
I’ll stare you back down and dare you to throw the first punch.
Abdul went into his room and slammed his door. His team must have gotten a shock as they had no idea what was going on.
I carried on my work, at the same time I kept looking over to Abdul’s team.
I was on the lookout for the 2 smokers that takes frequent breaks. I was waiting for them to head out.
Part of my duties includes spreading of information.
10am
Tan left the office and Sue went in immediately.
10.10am
Abdul went and opened Selene’s door again without knocking and I was pretty sure I heard a rather audible sentence from Selene.
Selene : Can you at least knock Abdul ?
The door was left to close on it’s own and Abdul stomped out of the office.
Seeing their boss leave prompted the 2 pinoys which I was waiting for to get up from their seat.
I followed that 2 Pinoy girls, Cristobel and Christina out the office and I joined them as their usual smoking spot.
It was drizzling lightly that day, the skies looked gloomy and dark and I had no doubts it was exactly how Abdul was feeling.
They were surprised to see me but as I lit up a fag of my own, they asked where do I usually smoke and how come they’ve never seen me do it before.
I told them I only do it socially and I prefer to do it further away from the office 2 streets away.
We chatted casually and I asked about their work, they gave pretty ambiguous answers about their project and I was not surprised.
I had access to all their files and decided that they would be the first to go. They had some shit qualifications from some unknown school with shit experiences.
There was a couple of companies listed on their resumes but the moment I found one of the companies was the one that was in cahoots with Abdul, alarm bells went off.
They were being paid in excess of 3.5k a month and were holding on to an EP each. In my opinion, that was just pure overpaying.
I casually dropped the news that I tendered along with a few old staffs and they were shocked. I added that they probably had to cover some of the work on our end since we’re looking at almost 80% of staff from Selene’s team leaving.
They did not believe what I said but I just shrugged my shoulders.
I went on to add that the market was pretty bad out there, I managed to secure a job but they did not pay as well.
I added more details, throwing in words like market is slow, wages are stagnant and stricter manpower requirements just to mindfuck the 2 girls.
10.20am
I got back to work and saw the whispers and chatters at Abdul’s team gaining traction.
10.30am
Sue came out and it was Sarah’s turn.
10.45am
Abdul came back with breakfast and coffee. In case you are wondering, it was only for himself.
He went straight to Selene’s door again and opened it.
That was it, that was the que for Selene to flip.
Exactly as I promised. The actions of a fucking scholar that was too predictable.
The moment that door was opened, I heard Selene’s voice being projected to the entire office.
Selene : Oh Come on Abdul ! Can you for god sake at least KNOCK !.
She slammed a document down on her desk that silenced the whole office and Abdul just left
The hokkien word to use at that point in time would be called ‘ Lan Lan. ‘
He was obviously angry and he slammed the door to his office.
Minutes later, I saw Kakak Siti being calling into Abdul’s room.
Kakak Siti left barely 5 minutes later.
The pieces were all falling together.
11am
Uncle Khalid entered.
11.30am
Unchle Sahim
12pm
Auntie May
12.30pm
Auntie Poon.
Within that short span of 2 hours, Abdul must have came out at least 10 times to check on Selene’s door.
I wanted to laugh but it was too early.
Cidney looked pretty worried but I told her everything would be fine. She was wearing a short denim skirt that day and I was already wondering what she had on underneath.
I was looking forward to the weekend with her, we would have sex of course but it was more than that.
She was so obliging, so obedient and agreeable to every manner of sick perverse act I could think off that I could literally try out all my sexual fetishes on her.
I may be in a relationship with Cidney but I felt different. I was not in love definitely but she satisfied my needs. It suppresses my broken brain, at least for a while.
I needed a cure and my cure is Selene.
Yes, I know you are cursing at me right now, for being a jerk, for making use of Cidney for my own selfish needs.
Perhaps you would even want to spit in my face for being such an ass but I don’t care.
I really could not help it.
I’ve never felt such strong feelings towards anyone before, I wanted Selene and I wanted her bad. I wanted to hold her tight, pressing my face onto her breast. I wanted to plunge my tongue into her wet love hole.
I wanted to suck on the perspiration on her worn socks or her gym gear.
I wanted to lick her toes and rub my dick on her face.
I wanted to even put on her undies to work, I cannot imagine how many times I masturbated to the thought of wearing Selene’s black panty hose, feeling the erotic touch of her worn clothings.
I wanted to wrap her worn wet undies around my dick, perhaps suck on her nipples and hear her moan.
I even wanted to stuff her nipple into my nostril.
As if those weren’t bad enough, the angrier I got, the more perverse my thoughts became.
I knew I needed help when I started fantasizing about Selene in a totally different manner.
Yes, I wanted to fuck her but not just a normal fuck.
I wanted her to fell my hate, I wanted her to resist and cry but in the end do my bidding. That was how sick I was during that stressful period.
Thankfully after every release, I gained back a little of my sanity. And I honestly thank Cidney for that.
1pm
My turn.
Abdul came out at the right moment when Auntie Poon left the room and he just cut right in front of me, entering Selene’s room.
Selene was good, she looked tired, her hair fizzled and messy, she must have kept brushing them about.
There was a permanent frown on her face, and she looked pretty pissed.
Damm she can act.
Selene was wearing a pair of Jeans that day. It was tight of course, every crinkle at a testament of her toned and slim legs.
A pair which I wanted to lay my hands on for the longest time.
I saw her heels chucked at the back , in a corner and her office slippers dangled precariously from her toes.
I felt an erection stiring.
You see how sick I was ? Just a pair of dangling slippers gave me an erection.
She had on white sleeveless blouse, and her arms looked deliciously good as she fiddled with a pen.
Abdul straight away turned towards me and asked me to get out.
Abdul : Get out, we’re having a discussion.
Selene immediately shot back at Abdul.
Selene : James will stay, I have no time for you now Abdul. We talk later
Abdul lost it and raised his voice, telling Selene that he had been waiting the whole morning to speak with her, as if that was not enough, he added this line.
Abdul : These people have already tendered, why bother talking to them ? Just let them fuck off and do whatever they want.
Selene lost it too and screamed at Abdul, releasing years of pent up frustration at him.
Selene : Abdul ! These people get more things done than your entire fucking team !
She stood up and grabbed her bag, asking me to join her for lunch.
I exchanged another stare with Abdul before leaving the office.
As per the plan, Selene would have dropped Abdul a message at 9am sharp.
The fucking scholar usually comes in around 10am unless he needed to be in early.
On certain Fridays, we won’t see him before lunch.
9.30am
Selene started her ‘coffee session’ with the staff which had just resigned starting from Tan.
What would have been an exit interview of sort, was actually just plain old chatting. It’s all about putting up a front.
We had agreed to spent about 30 minutes each in Selene’s office, as a gesture of showing that she was not involved in this coup and she was trying her best to get each staff to stay.
Abdul got into office at 9.45am and without heading to his office, he immediately opened Selene’s door without knocking.
I took a deep breath and waited for the moment.
I had promised Selene that she could shout at Abdul till the cows come home and there was nothing that fucking scholar could do about it.
Abdul must have saw Tan inside the room and he closed the door without apologizing.
He shot me a look, with what looked like bloodshot eyes and I returned it.
Don’t give me this shit about staring.
I’ll stare you back down and dare you to throw the first punch.
Abdul went into his room and slammed his door. His team must have gotten a shock as they had no idea what was going on.
I carried on my work, at the same time I kept looking over to Abdul’s team.
I was on the lookout for the 2 smokers that takes frequent breaks. I was waiting for them to head out.
Part of my duties includes spreading of information.
10am
Tan left the office and Sue went in immediately.
10.10am
Abdul went and opened Selene’s door again without knocking and I was pretty sure I heard a rather audible sentence from Selene.
Selene : Can you at least knock Abdul ?
The door was left to close on it’s own and Abdul stomped out of the office.
Seeing their boss leave prompted the 2 pinoys which I was waiting for to get up from their seat.
I followed that 2 Pinoy girls, Cristobel and Christina out the office and I joined them as their usual smoking spot.
It was drizzling lightly that day, the skies looked gloomy and dark and I had no doubts it was exactly how Abdul was feeling.
They were surprised to see me but as I lit up a fag of my own, they asked where do I usually smoke and how come they’ve never seen me do it before.
I told them I only do it socially and I prefer to do it further away from the office 2 streets away.
We chatted casually and I asked about their work, they gave pretty ambiguous answers about their project and I was not surprised.
I had access to all their files and decided that they would be the first to go. They had some shit qualifications from some unknown school with shit experiences.
There was a couple of companies listed on their resumes but the moment I found one of the companies was the one that was in cahoots with Abdul, alarm bells went off.
They were being paid in excess of 3.5k a month and were holding on to an EP each. In my opinion, that was just pure overpaying.
I casually dropped the news that I tendered along with a few old staffs and they were shocked. I added that they probably had to cover some of the work on our end since we’re looking at almost 80% of staff from Selene’s team leaving.
They did not believe what I said but I just shrugged my shoulders.
I went on to add that the market was pretty bad out there, I managed to secure a job but they did not pay as well.
I added more details, throwing in words like market is slow, wages are stagnant and stricter manpower requirements just to mindfuck the 2 girls.
10.20am
I got back to work and saw the whispers and chatters at Abdul’s team gaining traction.
10.30am
Sue came out and it was Sarah’s turn.
10.45am
Abdul came back with breakfast and coffee. In case you are wondering, it was only for himself.
He went straight to Selene’s door again and opened it.
That was it, that was the que for Selene to flip.
Exactly as I promised. The actions of a fucking scholar that was too predictable.
The moment that door was opened, I heard Selene’s voice being projected to the entire office.
Selene : Oh Come on Abdul ! Can you for god sake at least KNOCK !.
She slammed a document down on her desk that silenced the whole office and Abdul just left
The hokkien word to use at that point in time would be called ‘ Lan Lan. ‘
He was obviously angry and he slammed the door to his office.
Minutes later, I saw Kakak Siti being calling into Abdul’s room.
Kakak Siti left barely 5 minutes later.
The pieces were all falling together.
11am
Uncle Khalid entered.
11.30am
Unchle Sahim
12pm
Auntie May
12.30pm
Auntie Poon.
Within that short span of 2 hours, Abdul must have came out at least 10 times to check on Selene’s door.
I wanted to laugh but it was too early.
Cidney looked pretty worried but I told her everything would be fine. She was wearing a short denim skirt that day and I was already wondering what she had on underneath.
I was looking forward to the weekend with her, we would have sex of course but it was more than that.
She was so obliging, so obedient and agreeable to every manner of sick perverse act I could think off that I could literally try out all my sexual fetishes on her.
I may be in a relationship with Cidney but I felt different. I was not in love definitely but she satisfied my needs. It suppresses my broken brain, at least for a while.
I needed a cure and my cure is Selene.
Yes, I know you are cursing at me right now, for being a jerk, for making use of Cidney for my own selfish needs.
Perhaps you would even want to spit in my face for being such an ass but I don’t care.
I really could not help it.
I’ve never felt such strong feelings towards anyone before, I wanted Selene and I wanted her bad. I wanted to hold her tight, pressing my face onto her breast. I wanted to plunge my tongue into her wet love hole.
I wanted to suck on the perspiration on her worn socks or her gym gear.
I wanted to lick her toes and rub my dick on her face.
I wanted to even put on her undies to work, I cannot imagine how many times I masturbated to the thought of wearing Selene’s black panty hose, feeling the erotic touch of her worn clothings.
I wanted to wrap her worn wet undies around my dick, perhaps suck on her nipples and hear her moan.
I even wanted to stuff her nipple into my nostril.
As if those weren’t bad enough, the angrier I got, the more perverse my thoughts became.
I knew I needed help when I started fantasizing about Selene in a totally different manner.
Yes, I wanted to fuck her but not just a normal fuck.
I wanted her to fell my hate, I wanted her to resist and cry but in the end do my bidding. That was how sick I was during that stressful period.
Thankfully after every release, I gained back a little of my sanity. And I honestly thank Cidney for that.
1pm
My turn.
Abdul came out at the right moment when Auntie Poon left the room and he just cut right in front of me, entering Selene’s room.
Selene was good, she looked tired, her hair fizzled and messy, she must have kept brushing them about.
There was a permanent frown on her face, and she looked pretty pissed.
Damm she can act.
Selene was wearing a pair of Jeans that day. It was tight of course, every crinkle at a testament of her toned and slim legs.
A pair which I wanted to lay my hands on for the longest time.
I saw her heels chucked at the back , in a corner and her office slippers dangled precariously from her toes.
I felt an erection stiring.
You see how sick I was ? Just a pair of dangling slippers gave me an erection.
She had on white sleeveless blouse, and her arms looked deliciously good as she fiddled with a pen.
Abdul straight away turned towards me and asked me to get out.
Abdul : Get out, we’re having a discussion.
Selene immediately shot back at Abdul.
Selene : James will stay, I have no time for you now Abdul. We talk later
Abdul lost it and raised his voice, telling Selene that he had been waiting the whole morning to speak with her, as if that was not enough, he added this line.
Abdul : These people have already tendered, why bother talking to them ? Just let them fuck off and do whatever they want.
Selene lost it too and screamed at Abdul, releasing years of pent up frustration at him.
Selene : Abdul ! These people get more things done than your entire fucking team !
She stood up and grabbed her bag, asking me to join her for lunch.
I exchanged another stare with Abdul before leaving the office.
The first thing Selene said after we ordered out lunch was ;
Selene : Si Bei Song ah…..
We chatted over lunch and Selene was texting away in between mouthfuls of noodles.
I teased and asked if it was her bf but she said no.
James : Don’t break my heart Selene, you know how I feel towards you.
She laughed and kicked me with her heels.
I felt the rising fumes of jealousy bite into my heart and I fought to keep myself calm.
3.00pm
Selene entered Abdul office and did not leave till 5pm
She dropped me a mail saying that she requested for Romano and Rajah to help out on her team, as predicted, Abdul would not release the only 2 person that was actually capable of getting things done decently.
She went on to field the other 2, which was Christina and Cristobel, she wanted the 2 of them to take over my project and work with Cidney.
It would be convenient for the girls to travel together too.
Abdul agreed.
Selene called for a meeting at 6pm , and under Selene’s supervision, I off loaded a shit load of work onto Christina and Cristobel.
I kept stressing on the deadlines and how certain drawings needed to be out.
We went on without dinner and by 9pm, the 2 pinoys looked pretty shagged out.
9.15pm
I went for a nice dinner with Cidney and she took care of my well-being that evening.
8th November 2010
Monday
Kakak Siti informed Abdul that after the current group had resigned, they do not meet the quota for the number of staff holding S-pass in the office.
People needed to go.
Abdul needed to make a decision.
There was some leeway and time of course and you could always ask for an extension.
11am
I went with a smoke with the 2 Pinoys again and started passing on the information. Fear had to spread, the people holding the S-pass needs to be worried.
12th November 2010
Friday
Auntie May went on a 4 days sick leave.
There was an unusual calm in the office, the news and excitement probably settled down.
2 people in Abdul’s team were very unhappy.
Romano and Rajah.
I heard more work was being passed onto them.
It was one week to the day Christina and Cristobel started working on my projects.
Everything became a mess.
From the most basic drawings to the coordination with the client’s rep. They fucked up so much within a week that Selene gave them a formal warning on Friday.
They looked stressed and I saw them going around their own team, asking for help.
I wanted to burst out laughing when I overheard them asking Romano how to draw a roof connection detail.
Romano asked Cristobel to fuck off rather audibly as he was busy with his own work.
3pm
Selene went into Abdul’s office and made a formal complaint that Christina and Cristobel had no idea what was going on.
She dropped me a mail with the contents of their discussions.
Their basic knowledge of architecture and technical skills were highly questionable.
She wanted them gone but Abdul defended them strongly, adding that they are good, just needed time to adjust.
4pm
Selene threw out an entire stack of drawings out of her office that was submitted for her approval.
Christina started picking them up alone.
4.05pm
I saw her head down with Cristobel for a smoke break and I caught up to them.
Christina was crying and I saw the opportunity to make my move.
I suspected what was going on for a very long time and I just needed an opportunity to use it. There was no way someone like Abdul would pay these 2 jokers that kind of money.
He just needed to get them into the office working for him.
It was a simple arrangement; he just needed to jack up their pay to a certain level to apply for the necessary work passes.
In turn they give Abdul a certain percentage of their pay, one of the oldest tricks in the book which a lot of companies are using.
I offered to light up their cigarette as Cristobel tried to calm Christina down.
I tried to sound sympathetic but dropped more hints to mind fuck them again. I apologise for handing over so much work to them,
I left 5 minutes later , leaving them on their own.
Office coup aside, I had other plans. I knew full well what my ultimate aim was.
It was to have Selene.
She had been testing a lot lately and I suspected she was seeing someone. I pretended to ask Cidney about it but she said she did not know.
I would have wanted her to find out but not in such an obvious manner.
If she was indeed seeing someone, that would really make my blood boil.
Here I was trying to save her company and she’s seeing another man behind my back.
It was not as if we were in a relationship, but I am a selfish man.
I just wanted her for myself.
6pm
Selene called Christina and Cristobel into her office.
I continued with my work together with Cidney.
At 7.30pm
The 2 pinoys came out and went straight to Abdul’s room.
I left office shortly after and spent a tiring night with Cidney, reacting out my sick fetishes, taking my pent up frustrations on her tight nubile body.
15th November 2010
Monday
With Auntie May still on leave, no one in the office got their pay.
Pay day was scheduled on the 14th every month, together with the last day of grace period for CPF submission for the previous work month.
Someone from CPF board called, the call was directed to Abdul.
16th November 2010
Tuesday
10.20am
Selene dropped me an sms , saying that Christina had tendered her resignation that morning because she threatened to fire her if she could not get the drawings fixed.
Abdul was seen entering Selene’s office and there was a heated discussion.
It was loud but I found out from Selene that Abdul had no choice but to let Christina go when Selene picked on her experience and capabilities.
She went on to tell me when she asked Abdul for Christina’s past works just to compare, Abdul kept quiet and left.
17th November 2010
Wednesday
9.30am
I saw at least 7 person waiting at the pantry for their interview.
All foreigners.
Abdul will not curl up and die, we expected him to put up a fight.
12.30pm
Abdul left the office after finally going through 5 interviews.
Why 5 ? Apparently that fucker told all 7 to come at 9.30am.
2 got pissed and left.
19th November
Friday
9.30am
Abdul wanted to speak with Tan and they ended up quarreling.
It was loud and everybody just kept quiet. It ended with Tan showing Abdul the finger in front of the whole office.
He shouted out the last sentence which prompted Abdul to slam his office door in Tan’s face.
Tan : I’m going to call the police and let them know what you are up to. I’m going to report all your nonsense to the authorities.
As if that wasn’t enough, he said it out loud enough to the rest of Abdul’s team.
Tan : And I make damm sure to drag everyone involved to have their statement taken.
12.30pm
Kakak Siti dropped Selene a mail which was in turn forwarded to me.
Wint, the only Myanmar staff we had tendered his resignation.
Auntie May handed out the payslip to the staff. For the first time in so many years, pay arrived late for the office.
5.30pm
Cristobel came out of Abdul’s office, and it was obvious she cried.
6.00pm
Cristobel tendered her resignation.
Abdul did not make an attempt to keep her.
I did a tally of Abdul’s team and crossed out a few names.
Abdul
Cristobel - checked
Romano
Christina -checked
Mariam
Visham
Shukrum
Vickrum
Indah
Rajah
Wint - checked
22nd November 2010
Monday
7.30pm
I got a couple of contractors I worked closely with and bought them dinner.
We scratch each other’s back, something that is part and parcel in my industry.
I tested water of course and when I was sure they knew what I wanted, we toasted to a mutually rewarding partnership.
We chatted casually and I updated them about the office I was working in.
We were quite close and had done quite a bit of sneaky things to get projects wrapped up before I came over to help Selene.
Amongst them all, I was closest to Beng soon, the eldest son of the boss of a mid sized local construction company.
I happened to check my phone for a message which Cidney sent me when Beng soon leaned across to say something.
He saw Cidney’s picture and teased whether I knew her at a ktv.
James : Fuck you la, my colleague. Architect ok ….
Beng Soon : Eh, chio leh. Your gf ar ?
James : Yah. Why ? Jealous ar ?
Beng Soon : Aiyah. Of course la, you see my face, confirm cannot get chio gf one.
I did not know if it was the alcohol or it was just the plain fuck up brain of mind.
I looked at Beng Soon, he was about my height but he’s at least 80KG.
Not exactly too fat but chubby, he had curly hair too just like phua chu kang.
As if that was not enough, his face was pretty rough and dark, having spent so much time out in the sun.
I slurred and teased Beng soon.
James : Why ? interested ar? I intro you to her you want ?
Beng Soon : Don’t talk cock with me la. James. Hahaa..
I drained my glass and tried to look as serious as I could.
James : What would you do if I say you can have her without her ever knowing ?
Beng soon laughed for a while but stopped when he realised I was serious.
Beng Soon : Don’t talk cock with me hor, talk serious one can or not James.
I poured us a drink and I made him a proposal.
James : I can arrange on 1 condition.
Beng Soon just listened with his eyes open, and as I elaborated, his eyes got wider.
Beng Soon : James, you sure or not.
James : Do we have a deal ?
Beng soon thought about it for a moment and he shook my hand.
As he shook my hand he added.
Beng Soon : You are a fucking monster James.. haha
I smiled and added.
James : Not yet… not yet…
17th November 2010
Wednesday
9.30am
I saw at least 7 person waiting at the pantry for their interview.
All foreigners.
Abdul will not curl up and die, we expected him to put up a fight.
12.30pm
Abdul left the office after finally going through 5 interviews.
Why 5 ? Apparently that fucker told all 7 to come at 9.30am.
2 got pissed and left.
19th November
Friday
9.30am
Abdul wanted to speak with Tan and they ended up quarreling.
It was loud and everybody just kept quiet. It ended with Tan showing Abdul the finger in front of the whole office.
He shouted out the last sentence which prompted Abdul to slam his office door in Tan’s face.
Tan : I’m going to call the police and let them know what you are up to. I’m going to report all your nonsense to the authorities.
As if that wasn’t enough, he said it out loud enough to the rest of Abdul’s team.
Tan : And I make damm sure to drag everyone involved to have their statement taken.
12.30pm
Kakak Siti dropped Selene a mail which was in turn forwarded to me.
Wint, the only Myanmar staff we had tendered his resignation.
Auntie May handed out the payslip to the staff. For the first time in so many years, pay arrived late for the office.
5.30pm
Cristobel came out of Abdul’s office, and it was obvious she cried.
6.00pm
Cristobel tendered her resignation.
Abdul did not make an attempt to keep her.
I did a tally of Abdul’s team and crossed out a few names.
Abdul
Cristobel - checked
Romano
Christina -checked
Mariam
Visham
Shukrum
Vickrum
Indah
Rajah
Wint - checked
22nd November 2010
Monday
7.30pm
I got a couple of contractors I worked closely with and bought them dinner.
We scratch each other’s back, something that is part and parcel in my industry.
I tested water of course and when I was sure they knew what I wanted, we toasted to a mutually rewarding partnership.
We chatted casually and I updated them about the office I was working in.
We were quite close and had done quite a bit of sneaky things to get projects wrapped up before I came over to help Selene.
Amongst them all, I was closest to Beng soon, the eldest son of the boss of a mid sized local construction company.
I happened to check my phone for a message which Cidney sent me when Beng soon leaned across to say something.
He saw Cidney’s picture and teased whether I knew her at a ktv.
James : Fuck you la, my colleague. Architect ok ….
Beng Soon : Eh, chio leh. Your gf ar ?
James : Yah. Why ? Jealous ar ?
Beng Soon : Aiyah. Of course la, you see my face, confirm cannot get chio gf one.
I did not know if it was the alcohol or it was just the plain fuck up brain of mind.
I looked at Beng Soon, he was about my height but he’s at least 80KG.
Not exactly too fat but chubby, he had curly hair too just like phua chu kang.
As if that was not enough, his face was pretty rough and dark, having spent so much time out in the sun.
I slurred and teased Beng soon.
James : Why ? interested ar? I intro you to her you want ?
Beng Soon : Don’t talk cock with me la. James. Hahaa..
I drained my glass and tried to look as serious as I could.
James : What would you do if I say you can have her without her ever knowing ?
Beng soon laughed for a while but stopped when he realised I was serious.
Beng Soon : Don’t talk cock with me hor, talk serious one can or not James.
I poured us a drink and I made him a proposal.
James : I can arrange on 1 condition.
Beng Soon just listened with his eyes open, and as I elaborated, his eyes got wider.
Beng Soon : James, you sure or not.
James : Do we have a deal ?
Beng soon thought about it for a moment and he shook my hand.
As he shook my hand he added.
Beng Soon : You are a fucking monster James.. haha
I smiled and added.
James : Not yet… not yet…
Ultimately if I were to get Selene, I could not do it without external help.
Now that the coup was underway, I needed to start building up my support.
Toppling and getting rid of Abdul is but one matter, ensuring my continued presence in the office is another altogether.
I may be a risk taker but I want the odds to be on my side.
Abdul has had his hands in the cookie jar for so long and I knew for sure that palms needed to be greased for his other jobs.
In fact, the jobs that he brings in were questionable themselves, I needed to have someone on my side if I were to take over these projects eventually.
I would be naïve if I think I could just continue working with Abdul’s preferred contractors without any repercussions.
Beng Soon was an option.
He had the resources to support what I wanted to achieve.
We could achieve a great deal together.
Beng soon , with his current position, could not care less about money. He has them, his dad left him a legacy, a business, all he had to do was just take over.
Beng Soon would not be moved with money. He needed something else.
He has a steady stream of jobs from old clients, dangling a couple of small jobs in front of him is like throwing mud against a stone fort.
I needed to tempt him with something money cannot buy.
No, I’m not talking about some hooker by the streets or in the whorehouse.
I’m talking about my girlfriend, Cidney.
I love Cidney, there was nothing I do not like about her, she is sweet, obedient and caring. She calls me every night, telling me what she had done for the day, what she had for dinner.
She comes over to my place over the weekends sometimes, and she would arrange all my clothes, iron my shirts, hang up my pants.
She satisfy me thoroughly in terms of sex, anything I wanted, she gave.
She is an angel.
An angel with a tight body. Her petite figure was a bonus for me.
It just seems so…. Manageable.
She can be easily dominated. Easily held down, easily restrained.
I like to press the hands of my partner down above her head, holding her in place.
She can moan softly like the purr of a kitten, and she can raised her volume and put the couple in the next room of the budget hotel we go to in shame.
I like being in control.
I could tell Cidney loved me wholeheartedly and there was a possibility I would want to marry her given the right circumstances but the time wasn’t ripe.
It’s my fucking illness, it’s my fucked up brain.
It’s Selene.
I needed to have her, and the feeling is eating me out from the inside of my gut.
I could not find the words to describe; I really could not no matter how much I tried.
I want to have Selene, even if it’s for only one night. Even if it’s for only one time.
And for that I was willing to sacrifice anything and everything.
Even Cidney.
Selene is my cure. I told myself after I got her , that was it. No more.
I could finally be rid of my childhood illness, I could finally move on.
Cidney may love me but she is not a slut. She would not willingly go sleep with another man even if I forced her to, especially not someone like Beng Soon.
She met him before, she said he looked rough.
Cidney : Very dark. Too much sun. Very scary.
Cidney : He speaks very loud too.
Uncouth men.
Not exactly the first choice of demure girls like Cidney.
23rd November 2010
Tuesday
10.00am
I made plans with Cidney, I told her we’re spending the weekend out. I have a surprise for her.
She was excited of course.
Cidney is the kind of girl who would be contended and satisfied when you bring her out for dinner, spending time with her would be more than enough.
She did not need anything fancy, just as long as I was by her side.
I made reservation at a rather new hotel. Studio M at Robertson quay.
No, it’s not just a staycation, it’s something else.
I could have sex with Cidney at my place, at her place or even somewhere in public, it didn’t matter.
That weekend was just the beginning of a long session.
She was obedient yes, but I wanted to push the boundaries and limits of her obedience. It was critical that I succeed.
It was the only way I could bring Beng Soon over on my side.
11am
Abdul scheduled someone in to take over the finance matters from Auntie May but it was another foreigner. The lady left shortly after lunch and never came back.
Abdul was pissing mad when he could not find the girl he brought in shortly after coming back from lunch.
I was not surprise.
Yes, anyone with accounting background could take over.
Our sums in the office isn’t exactly rocket science.
I bet Abdul did not have half the brain to at least bring in someone who is familiar with local practices.
He was not in the best of mood that day and he took it out on Rajah.
Rajah is a north indian, he is a pretty good designer and he has a really good temper and attitude.
He ignored Abdul and just took his bag and left office with Abdul screaming behind him.
1pm
I had lunch with Cidney and she was curious what I have up my sleeves that weekend.
I had introduced her to so much within such a short period of time.
Bondage, dildos, rough sex. The outdoors, inside the cinema.
Things she had never done and was always reluctant to try.
I always had to coax her along, slowly pull her towards the ultimate destination. By the time she realised it, it was already too late, she always felt obliged to go along with it.
She was too nice and obedient to refuse me.
3pm
Abdul left office and never came back.
25th November 2010
Thursday
I brought in another 2 small projects from old contacts, 2 shop houses that needed to be restored and converted into a hostel in Chinatown and lavender.
Selene got in a small ID job for a Semi – D in Jalan Kayu.
I had a short discussion with her at 6pm and she updated me on the current situation.
It came to her knowledge that Abdul had already contacted her parents with regards to the going on in the office. It appears they will be meeting to talk things out.
A quick check on the sums showed that if Abdul were to go, we have enough work and funds to keep everyone involved in the coup going for a year.
That does not include bonus and misc expenses.
3.30pm
Abdul called Rajah and Romano into his office and they did not appear again until 5.30pm
6.00pm
When Abdul left the office, he shot me a look before leaving, as If saying that he will not die without a fight.
I believe he gave Tan a similar look too when he pass him at the pantry.
I had that nagging feeling in the back of my mind.
I prayed this would not be a long drawn battle.
26th November 2010
Friday
I got into office at 9.00am and I was surprise to see Selene’s door closed. The blinds were not drawn and I could see a few others inside the office.
Besides Abdul and Selene, Selene’s parents were inside the room as well.
They did not leave the room till 1pm to break for lunch.
Selene looked tired, and I could see the frown etched deep into her face. I wanted to talk to her but I could not get a chance to.
2pm
I received a call from another old client who had a semi-D that needed to be demolished and rebuilt.
3pm
Kakak Siti approached me at the pantry and told me something which surprised me.
Shukrum , Vickrum and Indah has been given 1 month pay and asked to leave by end of the day.
I felt my heart skip a beat and for once I smell a small victory.
That was until Selene came back from a late lunch and gathered me and Tan into her office.
She would not let on anything other than the fact that her parents invited all of us to their place for dinner on Sunday evening.
I tried to probe, see if I could get any hint or anything but I couldn’t. Selene just said her parents had their own plans.
Abdul left the office at 5.30pm that day with a smirk on his face.
He did not even bother to speak with his 3 staff that was dismissed.
I felt a little uneasy seeing Abdul so confident that he will survive this. It left a bitter aftertaste in my mouth.
I know that it’s impossible to have things my way all the time.
I cannot win all the time.
But still I don’t like losing
I wanted to speak with Selene in the pantry when I saw her refilling her cup at about 6.30pm that Friday.
I was quiet in my approach from behind, taking my time to slowly admire her figure.
She was wearing Jeans that day and she was busy texting away on her phone.
Her white t-shirt looked tight and stretched from behind. Perhaps it’s the fullness of her breast pushing the white fabric.
My eyes traced the contours of her legs, Selene is taller than Cidney and with her long legs, she looked better in jeans.
Cidney might have a good figure, yes it’s proportional, but if you don’t have long legs, you don’t have long legs.
She is petite, a different kind of beauty. It’s like a tight package, waiting for you to unwrap, whereas Selene is comparable to an elegant sculpture, you need to take your time to slowly savour it.
I tapped Selene on her shoulder and I could smell the shampoo from her hair.
James : What’s the situation ?
Selene gave her phone a few more taps before saying that there’s some new development but she was told not to say anything.
Her parents want to speak with all of us.
James : Is it good news or bad news ?
She shrugged her shoulders.
Selene : Depends on your perspective.
I left the office at 8pm together with Cidney and made plans to meet the next afternoon at Robertson quay.
27th November 2010
10am
I gave Beng soon a call to discuss a few things. One of which was the new jobs that I got.
I dropped very obvious hints that those could be his for the right price and he was very professional and addressed my concerns promptly.
Beng Soon : Brother, not the first time doing this, don’t worry. You want deposit I also can arrange.
James : Sure of not ? like that I’ll straight away ask for coffee money liao. Haha
Beng Soon : Sure… for you anything…
I wrapped up the discussion and asked if he’s free in the afternoon and at night.
Beng Soon : Yes.
I told him I want to buy him lunch, Cidney would be there too and we can run through some work together.
Beng Soon : Eh , can’t it wait till Monday ? Urgent ar ?
James : I want to try something out.
Beng Soon : Try simi ?
James : It’s a surprise, just come for lunch. I got some drawings to run through, we talk again later.
Beng Soon : Ok
I made plans to meet Beng Soon for lunch at 12pm
I called Cidney, asking to meet at 11.30am and told her that I’m sorry to ruin the day but I needed to run something through with Beng Soon over lunch.
Just a quick one and if she don’t mind, we can have lunch together.
It’s for the 2 shop houses, and Cidney loved shophouses.
One of the heritage that she thought was special in the country.
I told her that she could work on them if she liked, I could talk to Selene since my hands were pretty full.
She agreed and I continued to chat with her on the phone for a while.
I told her I missed her, I really did. I told her to dress up, perhaps in a dress ? a skirt.
We’re staying out for the weekend afterall.
11.30am
I met Cidney at clark quay station and we took a slow walk towards Robertson quay.
I held her hands and we strolled along the river, it was a cool day and the ground was still wet from the rain earlier on.
The air was crisp and fresh and the streets were not too crowded.
Cidney wore a dress that day, something simple and sunny.
Her hair was flowing off her shoulders, spilling down her shoulder blades and the wind caught hold of more than a few strands as we walked.
She looked so beautiful when the sun hit her , there was this radiant glow about her.
Her dress was pretty short, it was one which I liked and I had doggied her in it on more than one occasion.
The bottom of the dress rose a good 10cm off her knees.
It was easy pickings for people behind her on an escalator but I did not mind.
She had the figure, albeit a petite one, she can flaunt them.
She wore flats that day, a typical weekend footwear lately and she carried an overnight bag.
11.50am
We arrived at Robertson quay and settled down at a café.
I got Cidney to sit beside me while I placed out bags on the seat opposite me, leaving only one chair left for Beng Soon, that was opposite her.
12pm sharp
Beng Soon joined us.
We ordered and chatted a little. While waiting for the food, we started talking about work.
Yes proper work.
Sick people need to earn a living too.
I could see Beng Soon stealing glances at Cidney. Her boobs were not spilling out of her dress, no, Cidney don’t walk around with watermelons. Her breast is just full and round, filling up the crevices of her dress.
She sat a little tilted to the side, her legs crossed and dangling outside the table.
If she had faced straight, she would have been brushing her leg against Beng Soon whenever she moved.
I could see Beng soon leaning back often, pretending to look elsewhere but in fact he was looking at Cidney’s legs.
He was looking at the way the dress sat on her thighs.
He was stealing quick glances whenever Cidney adjusted her dress.
We finished lunch and concluded the discussion at 2pm
I told Cidney to wait a while as I sent Beng soon to his car.
2pm
James : Are you free tonight ?
James : Can you come to Robertson quay ? Park and wait below studio M
Beng Soon : Why ?
James : I want to run some test.
Beng Soon : ehhh… what kind of test. Just now over lunch what did you test ? Sibei blur leh.
I gave him specific instructions not to smoke anymore after we part and he quickly lit up another one.
I also told him to shower using a specific kind of soap and shampoo. It has to be the same brand which I used.
Beng Soon : What ? don’t smoke ? Wait I pass out and die by the road how ?
James : You won’t regret it. Make sure no smoke smell from you.
Beng Soon : What are we going to do ?
James : We’re going to do a rehersal and a time check.
Beng Soon : Simi lan jiao ?
James : don’t ask so much, just be here at 10pm sharp.
I left Beng soon and thought about the rest of the day and felt an erection stir in my pants.
I got a flash of the ongoing saga in office and it dampened my mood for a moment.
I cast Abdul aside from my thoughts and concentrated my mind on the staycation with Cidney.
It would all depends on how cooperative Cidney would be that afternoon.
I met Cidney back at the café and I settled the bill.
I helped her up as she adjusted her dress again and we took a slow walk to studio M.
Cidney : Beng Soon kept staring at me just now .
I feigned ignorant and replied.
James : Really ? I was pretty sure he was looking at the hot girl at the next table.
Cidney giggled and gave me a playful slap before linking arms with me.
2.15pm
We checked into the hotel
I had pack for a weekend out and I brought along the rest of the bandages that I got during my last visit to Quincy with Sarah.
We showered together and I could feel my erection pushing against Cidney at every turn. My dick was begging to be let into Cidney, to be engulfed in her moist warm vagina.
I controlled myself as there were bigger plans in the works.
2.45pm
After a bit of snuggling and cuddling, I decided to get things moving.
I held Cidney in my arms and looked at her in her eyes.
James : Cidney, I want to try something new.
Cidney : What is it ?
James : It’s a little hard to explain but I could do it as we experiment along the way.
She nodded and I went down the steps to bring up my bag.
Now if you have been to that hotel, you would know it’s a split level.
The living area and the bathroom is on the lower floor and you would need to climb up a flight of stairs to get to your bed.
I got Cidney settled into the bed and undressed her, leaving only her bra and underwear.
I blindfolded her using the bandages, she did not resist, after all that was used pretty frequently.
She told me she liked the thought of being blindfolded and taken. It made her feel helpless and weak, and craving for love and protection.
It always gives me a raging erection whenever I see Cidney blindfolded.
I laid her down on the bed and I tied up her hands too in front of her.
I placed her legs together and I tied them up as well.
The knots were solid, there was no way she could struggle out of them.
I checked the time , 3pm
I bent low and told Cidney.
James : Don’t move, don’t say a word. Can you promise me that ?
She nodded.
I took the stopwatch from my handphone and I started the timer.
The room was silent, there was no sound, no tv, no radio, no music.
3.15pm
Cidney : James ? are you there ?
I gave a rather audible disappointing sigh.
James : Haiizzzz… only 15 minutes.
Cidney : What is going on ?
James : Let’s try this again, I want you to lie there. Be good ok ? Don’t make any sound until I say so.
I gave her a kiss on her forehead and started the timer again.
I stroked myself a distance away, looking at that delicious body all tied up, ready to be feasted upon, yet the very thought of restraining myself from touching her is turning me on.
How could this be ?
Cidney kept quiet and kept still for quite a while, moving only to adjust her position and for blood circulation.
3.45pm
Cidney : James ?
I stopped the watch and went back to her side.
Cidney : What are you doing ? It feels weird.
I explained to her what I wanted to do. I wanted her to be still, ask no questions, I wanted her to be comfortable, and when I feel like it, I would suddenly take her hard and fast.
I told her I want to fuck her when she least expects it, I wanted her to experience something new. That is to never know when I’ll fuck her.
Cidney : It feels weird….
I untied her and held her in my arms, I told her to take a break.
I showered her with kisses and stroked her arms.
I felt incredibly turned on, fucking aroused to even think about what I was doing.
4.15pm
I asked for another go and Cidney agreed.
I started the timer and this time round I did not just stand by the side of the bed, I walked around.
I went to the bathroom, I watched a bit of TV.
4.55pm
It was a new record and I made a big show of opening and closing the room door with a loud snap.
Cidney immediately called out.
Cidney : James ? Are you there ?
I got up and took her in my arms again.
James : It’s a new record, good. But you are not supposed to react even if I leave the room. You should have remained quiet.
She pouted, and I untied her.
We kissed and I fingered Cidney, letting her wet love juice get smear all over the white bedsheets.
When I knew she was adequately turned on, I told her let’s try it one more time before heading out for dinner, and if she’s good, I’ll give her an orgasm she’ll never forget.
5.15pm
The timer started.
I opened and closed the bathroom door and the room door several times. Cidney finally understood what I wanted and she kept quiet.
Lying obediently in bed, not willing to mutter a single word.
I decided to make a show of leaving the room, removing the room key altogether , the sudden thud of electricity and air con being cut off would be very very obvious.
It was either make or break.
I wanted to give her the feeling that she was being left alone in the room. I wanted to give her the feeling that I had left and she was left helpless on the bed, all tied up and blindfolded.
I removed the card and took position where I could see her. There was a 30 second delay before the power stops and I wanted to see how she would react.
I started counting down in my heart, I saw her adjust her position, trying to snuggle under the blanket with her restricted movements.
Then it happened.
The audible thud of the power being cut off, the flow of the aircon stopped, the tv died and the entire room fell into dead silence.
I kept quiet, waiting and waiting for Cidney to call out to me.
I tiptoed and peeped upwards, Cidney was on the bed, and she did not move an inch.
I wanted to test her limits and I kept dead still for a good 10 minutes.
Nothing.
Not a word.
I hung around, killing time for a while before reinserting the card so we won’t suffocate.
6.20pm
I stood a few steps away from Cidney, just admiring the curves of her petite body.
I took the remaining steps up as quietly as I could and in one swift motion, lifted up Cidney’s legs and parted her wet underwear.
Cidney : Urghhh….
It was a honest cry, one of shock. It must have been too sudden.
I checked the time. 6.30pm
It’s not bad.
I decided it was enough to reward her with what she wanted and within minutes after the room was filled with the sound of our bodies slamming against each other, it was filled with an agonizing scream of body slamming orgasm from Cidney .
I cuddled up with her, holding her till the electrical signals stopped firing down her pelvis.
7.30pm
We had dinner and wine by the river. She wore the same dress, the same bra and the same wet undies.
I’ve always wondered if we smell different or look different after sex.
Somehow I felt the eyes of the waiters staring at us.
I dropped Beng Soon a message, asking him to come by around 10 pm and to bring along a bag of marshmallows.
9.30pm
We headed back to the room.
Cidney went to take a shower and I dropped Beng Soon a message.
James sms : Where are you ?
Beng Soon : Reaching in 10 minutes.
Cidney came out of the shower at 9.45pm and I chatted with her as she blows dry her hair.
We hugged and she asked what’s the plan.
James : I haven cum yet. Can we try it again ?
Cidney nodded like a little girl and went up the steps.
I blindfolded her and tied her up snugly.
Cidney : James , before we start, will you be mad if I fall asleep ? haha
James : haha. Of course not, I would be even happier.
She pouted her lips for a kiss and I gave it to her.
I started the timer on my phone and waited around, opening and closing doors.
10.15pm
I turned on the tv and I left the room.
I called Beng soon and met him at the lobby.
Beng Soon : Simi dai ji ? you call chicken is it ?
James : Fuck you la. Come follow me.
Beng Soon : You never go back since afternoon ? Where is Cidney ?
Inside the lift I went close and made sure there are no cigarette smell and that Beng Soon followed my instructions and used the correct soap and shampoo.
James : Where’s my marshmallow ?
He passed me a bag and I ripped it open before closing it back again.
10.20pm
I put a finger to my lips and opened the room door.
Beng soon stood by the door, not willing to enter.
He kept shrugging his shoulders, giving me the questioning look.
I went over to Cidney’s bag and retrieved her phone.
I swiped and entered her password, showing her wall paper to Beng Soon.
It was a picture of her in a flowery dress taken at a resort. Her smile was radiant and beautiful and she was sitting on a trishaw.
I saw Beng Soon’s jaw dropped and I put my finger to my lips again.
I swore I saw him shake and he had a worried look of uncertainty in his face.
I motioned him to come it and with small baby steps, he slowly stepped into the confines of the small room.
He looked really lost and unsure and I gestured to tell him Cidney is upstairs.
His hand was really trembling as he gestured and asked me what is going on.
I just smiled and mouth the words.
James : Just a rehearsal …
I took one step up and Beng soon followed.
Then I took another
And another.
Both of us stopped a couple of metres away from Cidney.
I felt this raging tsunami of blood rushing into my erection.
There she was, the sweetest woman to ever love me and what I did was to expose her in such a vulnerable state to another man.
I checked Beng Soon’s reaction and I could tell he was about to get a stroke.
Cidney was just in her bra and underwear, partially covered by the blanket but still leaving plenty exposed.
I went close, motioning Beng soon to stay where he was.
I started caressing Cidney’s breast, giving it gentle squeezes.
That was all I did.
Nothing more.
I went over to Beng soon’s side and I nudged him to the same position where I was moments ago.
He looked like he’s going to piss in his pants and kept shaking his head.
I pointed to Cidney’s breast.
I saw Beng Soon bit down on his lips, his trembling hand approaching Cidney’s breast slowly.
When he cupped his right hand down onto Cidney’s breast and started massaging her through her bra, I wanted to take my dick out and start wanking straight away.
It lasted no more than 3 seconds before Beng Soon started gesturing that he should stop.
I switched places with him and I spread Cidney’s legs, making sure he had a view of Cidney’s underwear.
I started to massage Cidney’s privates, and she started moaning.
I did it for 3-4 minutes before Beng Soon kept flashing the cut throat sign, signaling that it’s dangerous.
I took a piece of marshmallow, slowly coating the soft piece of candy with Cidney’s love juice and I could see Beng Soon holding onto the wall for support.
He had a look of horror in his eyes but I saw him frantically adjusting his erection as Cidney moaned and speak in the back ground.
Cidney: Urgh… James… what is that…. Stop…
I dragged that piece of candy up and down her slippery privates, soaking up as much juice as I could before putting it into my mouth.
Beng Soon gave an uncontrolled exhale of breath and quickly put his hands to his mouth.
Cidney did not notice and she was trying to squirm herself away from my massaging finger.
I stood up suddenly and spoke to Cidney.
James : Stay still… don’t move ok ?
Cidney wriggled and found a comfortable position before stopping completely.
I could see the excitement in Beng Soon’s eyes and he looked at me for further instructions.
I gestured for him to head down and we left the room.
I escorted him down stairs to the lobby and he quickly lit up a smoke.
He must have smoked 3 sticks in a row and his head was peppered with sweat.
Beng Soon : Wah Chee bye… James…. You are…. I donno what to say.
I waited for him to calm down and I told him that evening was just a preview. If I wanted, anything was possible.
I just needed to get Cidney used to it, then I can do anything I want.
Beng Soon : Eh.. like that wait she cry rape we both die leh.
I laughed and replied.
James : What makes you think she will ever find out ?
Beng Soon : You are a fucker James, she’s your gf…
I made my way back to the lobby and Beng Soon followed me for a few steps.
James : I know she’s my gf….
I turned and looked and Beng Soon.
James : Now the question is, are you interested in my gf ?
He was just quiet and he looked uncertain. He paused for a while before adding.
Beng Soon : Yes I am James.. I like Cidney.
I nodded and told him that we could accomplish a lot together if we partner up.
I told him not to worry about the arrangements, I’ll work something out and he just needs to remember 2 things.
Don’t fucking smoke and use the same soap and shampoo as me.
I’ll update him more details as we get closer to the big day.
Just before he left Beng Soon asked the golden question.
Beng soon : James… what do you really want ?
James : Is not what, is who…
Beng Soon : What do you mean ?
James : I want Selene.
He was quiet for a moment before adding that he has some on-going works with her too and he could not see how these are connected.
James : Everything is connected Beng Soon…. Everything and everyone is connected. ….