Tracy got really annoyed and pinched me repeatedly in my left arm.
Maybe it was the alcohol, but I decided it was time to quit acting ‘bochap’ and start to get fresh with the ‘flesh’ around me….hehe.
I lifted both arms and put one around each of their shoulders. Belle continued to giggle at my teasing of Tracy while Tracy tried to hide her grin, one side of her mouth curled up and showing her gorgeous dimple and pretended to stare at me in anger.
Instead of resting my hands on their shoulders, I swiftly moved further down until both my forearms were pressing against each of their backs. I straightened my arms further to my 2 sides, curled both my wrists inwards and succeeded in grabbing Tracy’s left tit and Belle’s right tit at the same time. Sigh…..
The 2 chicks squealed simultaneously, inviting all the people around us to stare again. I quickly withdrew my arms, and almost doubled over in laughter.
‘Yipe,’ I said, still chuckling. ‘Belle is at least 1 cup bigger.’
‘Idiot,’ Belle hit me on my arm, smiling but her face flushed in a deeper shade this time, looking a little uneasy. I turned to look at Tracy and for a moment, I thought she was quite expressionless….until …yes my bros…until I could detect that naughty glimmer in her eyes, as her mouth slowly broke into a smile, her eyes staring deeply into mine, saying wordlessly to me,’You sure you game for what might possibly happen tonight?’
Man….I was still enjoying the moment up till that point, remembering how big and soft Belle’s boob felt in my hand, while Tracy’s felt firmer. Hmm….were her nipples actually also harder when I copped that feel?
So, at that moment, all the ‘breasty’ feelings in me were totally dispelled by the look on Tracy’s face.
Yes my bros, the sign was loud and clear. She was challenging me, and I am not one to back down when another throws the gauntlet.
Say with me………….HUNTER MODE ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We started to calm down a little and ordered another round of drinks.
Tracy excused herself to the washroom and I continued with a little idle chitchat with Belle. Wanting to up the ante as much and as quickly as possible, I ordered a few shots of tequila and cajoled her into downing them with me.
She obviously was getting really high, her eyes in a daze and her face flushed almost red now. I was now starting blatantly at her cleavage and she seemed totally oblivious to this act.
Tracy came back after quite a few minutes and planted herself next to me, really close this time, with the side of her right leg pressing closely against my left.
‘So, still flirting with the slut, I see,’ she panted, drawing a long pull of her cocktail through her straw.
‘Come on, ‘ I said. ‘Be nice.’
‘She is a slut,’ she smiled. ‘Tell her tell her….’
Before I replied, Belle, who obviously heard it, said something in retaliation and wanted me to relay the message again.
This went to and fro many more times, with me feeling somewhere between annoyance and silliness. I tried to play along sometimes, but just ignored them mostly, as they obviously were able to hear each other, since they were almost squealing, both totally intoxicated and without a care to everything around them.
Sigh…just imagine, 2 lawyers, educated in the best schools overseas, behaving like stupid schoolgirls.
My lil bro was starting to get impatient, and I was now anxious and totally helpless….look…Mr Hunter has been successful many a times, but Mr Hunter has never tried to handle 2 stupid quarreling schoolgirls at the same time…die lah….dunno what to do….
I lit another cig, laid back and sighed……..
The 2 chicks were now talking with each other again, varying from soft whispers to loud taunts and uncontrollable giggles.
I tried to ignore them but bits of what they said did get to me.
They were now, like school girls, trying to compare everything about each other, who had better taste, who had better make-up, who was better in this and that….blah blah blah…
Soon enough, the topics became more taboo and I began to be more interested. They were now arguing over who was the better kisser, because who had better lips, whose tongue was more nimble..etc etc…
Dumb right? Sigh…the wonders of alcohol……..
I stopped them, putting one hand on each of their knees and said. ’Why dun we put this to the test?’
The chicks looked at me, and without thinking twice, said yes, of course, no problems, that will show the other party who the real kisser was……..blah blah…
Hehe…yes, give me credit for turning the situation into my favour.
Before I proposed how each of them should take turns to kiss me, the judge, Tracy leaned towards Belle, grabbed her at the back of her neck, and planted her lips on hers!! This had the effect of me having the 2 chicks do mouth to mouth just in front of my face!!!
Belle struggled a little at first but soon got into the moment with Tracy.
Somehow, I suspected they were not doing it for the first time.
The 2 chicks were really getting into it, with tongue action involved. I was not sure whether I should feel ‘yaya’ or embarrassed, as almost everyone around us were now starring with eyes opened. Some stupid guys in another table even clapped and cheered a little.
This went on for a while, enough for majority of the audience to soon lose interest.
I could now hear soft moans escaping through the locked lips, and the sides of the mouths were glistening a little with saliva.
Remember, at this point, that each of them were still at each of my side, but leaned forward and sideways for the kiss. This had the effect of them lifting the back half of their bums off the couch in order to reach the other.
Hehe…
Without thinking twice, I slipped each of my hand under the 2 heavenly butts and started to caress, taking comfort that in this position, nobody else would know what I was doing.
Man…almost died there.
First Tracy’s butt. Warm, firm…just the shape I remembered. My expert left hand quickly seek out her pantyline, and satisfied myself in knowing that yes, she was in her customary G-Strings.
Belle, large, softer, curvy and in no way of an inferior shape. Could not really make out her pantyline as she was wearing pretty thick denim skirt. I tried to move further inwards to reach the bottom hem of her skirt and see if I can probe any further up her bare legs and do my part for the ‘discovery channel’. However, she reached down with her free hand and brushed my hand off.
At the same time, felt Tracy’s hand on my other hand. However, instead of brushing me off, she grabbed me on my wrist, and guided my hand to the valley in between her pant legs from the back. Why in the world must she be wearing pants that day!!!!
Man, she was warm, almost hot there.
Before anything else happened, an approaching waiter caused the chicks to break up their kiss and leaned back onto the couch, just in time for me to pull my hands off.
All these happened in a span of about 3 minutes, but man….I had never been filled with so much lust before………
ok ok, today Friday so can eat snake.
Will call secretary to block all calls and visits and meetings so I can complete this episode today
Writing………..
Ok…where were we?
Right, after that ’lesbo cum butt-feel incident’……..we settled down again, and resumed drinking briefly.
Could feel that the excitment was getting to me, the alcohol swimming in my head and perspiration forming on my cheek.
The 2 gals were now quite quiet, each still quite flushed in the face, with Tracy still starring at me straight in the eye, as if challenging me to see who gets to make the next daring move.
After a couple of minutes, Tracy leaned coyly to my ear and whispered, ‘Time to go, cowboy.’
What? I was thinking, that’s all? darn………
Belle was still acting as if she was floating in air, her eyes dreamy and far-away, face flushed almost crimson and swaying a little from side to side.
Before I could respond, Tracy stood up, pushed something into my hand, and said,’ Let me get this.'
With that, she leaned over, grabbed Belle by her hand, and walked out of the bar, holding Belle tightly by her side. Man…..Belle was gone. She was staggering as she walked and Tracy had to even carry her handbag for her.
Looking on sheepishly, with the same stupid table of guys sniggering at me that my luck and ‘party’ was over, I slumped back into couch to finish my cig.
Looking into my hand, I noticed Tracy had stuffed a bunch of folded ten dollar bills in it.
Opening it up to count (hehe, who dun like to count money, right?), I noticed something stuffed in the middle of the stack.
Taking a closer look, I discovered that it was a hotel room card of the Marriot Hotel, with one magnetic key in it. Rm No. xxx was handwritten on the card.
Damn….I almost stopped breathing with the shock and excitement of the moment. So that was why Tracy disappeared for so long when she made her supposed trip to the washroom……..
Downing the last of my drinks, I settled the bill quickly, and started to walk out briskly.
I took special care to walk past the table of idiots, who were giggling and decided it would be fun to see me walk out all alone and disappointed.
Acting nonchalant, I gripped the hotel key with two fingers, flashed it at the table, and asked,’ Guys, the lift lobby for rooms upstairs is over there right?’
The guys stared at me in silence for a moment until one of the smart ass answered, ‘Wow, even got a room, using it alone? waste money lah…’ And the whole table starting roaring in laughter.
And like in all good TV serials……..
Before I could think of a good response, Tracy appeared at the bar entrance by herself at that moment in full view for all of us. Looking at me, she beckoned by curling her index finger, flashing me her gorgeous smile.
Turning back to the guys, I replied,’ hmm….darn…another busy night.’
With that, I walked off without looking back, with Tracy hooking her arm around mine as we rode into the sunset togather………..
Yo bros,
Pleasantly surprised to see my thread still generating interest.
Have been away for work la…….
Now Dec looking to be slowing down a little.
Hope will have time to continue…..there have been some pretty interesting events over the last coupla months which you might find……. err……. savoury….. hehehe
Cheers
Pleasantly surprised to know that there is still interest in my thread, right up till June 07, though I have not written for what…. more than 6 months?
Anyone, my sincere thanks and my sincere apologies.
Have been really really busy and flying around like headless flies (chinese idiom, hehehe).
So…… dear bros of this lovely forum (Boss Sam, i not carrying balls, it is my truthful opinion)…… I declare resumption of the accounts of my true encounters……..
An interesting episode warrants me penning down some words, an episode with ingredients that include - myself, Tracy (of course la), a new 5 star resort in Sentosa (villa type with private pool)….. amongst other things and other lovely characters.
Getting my memory together and finding time to eat snake and type (out of the kay poh eyes of my secretary).
Watch this space.
Cheers.
This was in May this year.
Through some business dealings, I was given a free stay at a certain new 5 star resort on Sentosa. (I think it is a no brainer to guess which it is, but I just dun wanna mention its name, for fear of trouble as this encounter is really a little bit spicy).
Icy of the cake is that the free stay was in an individual villa with private pool.
So, like what all bros will do, I started to go about planning for a girl/partner/sex buddy/whatever-u-wanna-call-it to make this potentially debauched getaway with me.
I remember I recently met Nicki for drinks. Nicki is a friend of me and my brother (Tracy’s hubby, for those who need to recap, heehee)….more like old neighbours actually. We kind of grew up in the same row of old terrace houses in old Tanglin Road.
Nicki is the same age as Tracy, and they know each other well through my brother.
Despite being quite young, Nicki is unfortunately a divorcee, leaving her ex husband due to some complicated matters regarding third parties (both party guilty…yes, you heard me, she had affairs too).
I bumped into her near my office, where she worked as a finance analyst in a nearby building. We arranged lunch and subsequently went for drinks.
Nicky is what you would call…….. tasty, for lack of a better word.
She is not drop dead gorgeous, but still certainly enough a head turner.
Long, black hair, small but glittery eyes, about 1.75m (quite tall), slim waist, arse to die for, and decent sized boobs, from what I could gather.
What really attracts me to her is her smile, with 2 deep set dimples, full lips, and celebrity standard perfect teeth.
And how she has changed, from the shy, a bit blur girl I used to know to someone who is chatty with a great sense of humour.
As we are considered quite close family friends, our conversations had stay squeaky clean.
However, after our last drink session, I was beginning to see the light…. hee hee (maybe the whole bottle of whiskey, plus the sight of her cleavage and her G-string VPL through white cotton skirt helped a lot la).
She was a great drinker, and one of the few rare girls who could enjoy a cigar with me (the sight of that Cuban wrapped by her lips…..darn!!!!).
Thus, I decided she was ripe for the taking and thought that the resort getaway provided the perfect setting.
After leaving a message, she called back and readily agreed.
‘Private pool? wow….i will bring my swim suit’ she replied.
hmm…excellent, no questions raised about spending night with me at the place. Or did she presume I would take the sofa? hmm……….
‘Great, I will pick you up from your place at 9 am Sat morning then. Check in is for after 11 am….. and I hope your swim suit is the more than 1 piece type….haha’ I got started.
‘You, I tell your mother, you die!!!!’ she chuckled, before bidding farewell to answer the other line on her office phone.
To be continued.
(ps dun worry, Tracy definitely features in this episode).
Saturday came soon enough. I happily packed my stuff, taking extra care to put some condoms in my toiletries bag (must have confidence in myself right? Hee hee).
Just as I was going to hop into my car, my handphone rang, it was a call from Nicki.
‘Hey,’ she replied, sounding a little out of breath. ‘I am so sorry. Something just cropped up and I need to rush back to the office. Some Ang mo boss made a surprise visit this morning and my local boss wanna make a presentation with my help.’
‘Oh darn’ I could not hide my disappointment. ‘What time will you be done?’
‘Really don’t know, and I wouldn’t count on it. My boss mentioned something about dinner tonight with this guy and our team’
‘Oh……er…’ I was at a loss for words.
‘I am so sorry. Did you say this stay was just for 1 night? I am off for Monday and could come tomorrow instead.’
‘Well, I am not sure it is for one or two, since it is a corporate gift from someone wanting to win my favour,’ I lied. It was one night la. One night already thousand plus dollar, where got people give gifts so generous one…………..
‘Ok, I gotta go, let me know whether I should go tomorrow’ She replied, and hung up before I could respond.
Darn, now talk about being stranded high and dry, and with blue balls.
Left with nothing for the morning, and not sure whether I wanna go check out the resort all alone, I called my brother to see whether he was free to do breakfast, since he was the one nearest to my place and I know he is one rare guy who wakes up early on Saturdays.
‘Yo dude,’ my brother replied after just one ring.
‘Wanna go eat Bak Kut Teh?’ I asked.
‘Thought you going Sentosa?’ he asked. I could hear Tracy in the background asking him who was on the line. Hee hee hee……….
‘Slight change of plans,’ I sighed……
‘Look, it is just as well you called, I need to get to KL for a meeting on Monday and my colleagues called to ask if we could leave today for a round or two of golf along the way there. I am dying to go but Tracy is giving me shit because I promised to drive her and her collection of old stuff to the Salvation Army today. If you are free, could you help?’ my brother asked, and before I could answer, he turned from the phone and shouted to Tracy about the new plan. Typical of this bossy fella……..
Wow….I thought to myself. Talk about twist of events.
But hey, better not get my hope too high, I told myself. Sounded like she was gonna to be having a busy Saturday too for charity.
‘What time could you come’ he asked.
‘Er….well…anytime I guess’ I stammered.
‘Ok, dude listen, I am out of here in an hour, please come soon so that I can have some peace and pack my golf gear properly,’ he begged.
‘OK, I’m on my way,’ I chuckled.
T.B.C.
I reached my brother’s place after a short drive, and Tracy was already standing at the car porch, ready to go.
She looked delicious as usual. Her hair was tied up in a pony tail and she was wearing one of those silly oversized Gucci type sunglasses. She was in a light yellow sleeveless tee shirt and beige Bermudas, with matching brown sandals.
‘Hey cowboy’ she flashed her trademark one-dimple smile.
‘Where’s my silly bro?’ I asked, climbing out of my two-seater.
‘Packing la’ she answered, and pointing to a pile of almost 8 boxes of old clothes and stuff.
‘Wow!’ I exclaimed. ‘There is no way those can fit in my car’
‘I know,’ she replied with a laugh. ‘Your brother did not say we need to make more than 1 trip right?’
‘NO!’ I shouted, and chuckled along, shaking my head at being tricked by my clever brother.
‘Nevermind,’ I answered, after thinking for a moment. ‘I know just the thing to do. Back in 15 min’
With that I got back into the car and drove off. I reached my friend’s place nearby and knocked on his door for whole 5 minutes before he answered.
‘Dude, morning, sorry’ I grinned at his sleepy face. ’Need to borrow your MPV.’
‘You nut. Why never asked me earlier, and wake me up like that’ he yawned, reaching to the counter near the door and threw me the key.
‘Return to you later today’ I said.
‘No hurry la,’ he said and yawned again. ‘I flying to Hong kong tomorrow and won’t be back for a week. You can park your car outside the house and return mine over the next few days. Just dump my car key in the letter box when you return’.
In a matter of 30 minutes, I was driving the MPV, with Tracy next to me, and the boxes stacked nicely at the back with all the seats folded down.
‘Clever boy,’ Tracy smiled.
‘Where are we going?’ I asked, breathing deeply to catch her perfume and smell of shampoo in her freshly washed hair, one white bra strap slipping off tantalizingly off her bare left shoulder.
‘NUS’ she replied. ‘They having collection drive today’
We started chit chatting, steering clear of the taboo topic, and felt a bit distanced (had been a while since we got naughty, my brother being in town and all).
‘Thought you were busy with something this weekend?’ she asked casually.
Hmm….seems like she did not know I was going to the resort.
‘Nothing la,’ I answered.
We started chatting again and the topic was steered carefully by me. We started to talk about our favourite resorts and about hotels in Singapore.
‘No way, I would have heard of it,’ she said, turning right to look at me.
‘I am not kidding, we have a new resort in Sentosa with private pool villas, like Banyan tree. I can show you.’
‘Is this one of your ploys to get me to the beach with you?’ she asked, smiling to herself.
‘I swear,’ I answered, puzzled that this trendy goddess was not aware of this new happening resort. ‘What would I get if I prove I am right?’
‘Nothing,’ she smiled, taking off her sunglasses and staring hard at me with her oh-so-lovely eyes. ‘Just take me there. I am free anyway’
‘No,’ I said, not giving way. ‘If I am right, you would spend the night there with me.’
‘Let’s see whether you are talking rubbish or not first,’ she replied.
We settled the matter at NUS, and I thank god it was not a long drive to the island from there.
As I drove into the resort entrance, Tracy started to realize I was indeed not kidding.
‘Let’s check it out,’ I said, after stopping the car and letting the valet take it. ‘Hey, mister,’ I asked the attendant. ‘Are you guys fully booked for the villas?’
‘Please check with the counter, sir,’ the friendly man replied. ‘I was told we are but you never know whether some reservations were cancelled.’
I took Tracy on a walk around the compounds as well. As luck would have it, one of the villa doors was open for housekeeping and we sneaked a look in.
‘Wow, this is wonderful,’ Tracy exclaimed.
‘How, shall we stay?’ I asked, hopefully.
‘You siaow ah? Must be expensive, and you heard the guy, they’re fully booked.’
‘Tell you what, you do sit down at that nice garden bench over there and I will see what I can do.’ I gestured, amused at the whole thing.
‘You think you Hollywood celeb huh?’ She looked amused, and wiping off a bit of perspiration off her forehead.
‘If I can get how?’ I taunted.
‘If you can get, I stay with you…you mad cowboy’ Tracy said, turning her back to me and walking to the shaded bench nearby, outside the villa we just previewed.
In 10 minutes, I returned with a magnetic room key.
‘What do you know,’ I grinned broadly now. ‘They gave us the one we just sneaked at. Good, they finished housekeeping. Let’s go in’
You should see the goddess’s face…she was first confused, then amazed, then started to hide a grin (with no success) and walked towards me to pinch me on the arm.
‘Idiot,’ she said, pretending to look angry but unable to hide her smile. ‘You had a booking right?’
‘A promise is a promise,’ I replied, opening the villa door and bowing to welcome her in.
‘Pity,’ I said as she entered. ‘Looks like you’re gonna be in the same clothes for a whole day. Let me fetch my haversack from the car.’
wa bro… this is appetiser leh… where’s the main dish?
can continue pls…. dun stop for too long hor…