Quick quick… gian leh friend… me almost just camp in this part of the forum and forsaken the FL part liao…
Nice nice keeping coming!
I want see how houston can announce touching down liao…
Guys,
Really sorry, have been quite swamped with work….
will try to get something going by today……..
cheers
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Reeemer
Guys,
Really sorry, have been quite swamped with work….
will try to get something going by today……..
cheers
Quickly, go finish your work and come back with the next installment…
arghh!!!!!!!!!
Just finished one segment than computer crashed before I click post!!!!!!!!!!!
Akan Datang!!!!!!!!!
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Reeemer
arghh!!!!!!!!!
Just finished one segment than computer crashed before I click post!!!!!!!!!!!
Akan Datang!!!!!!!!!
Too hot and steamy, your PC also cannot take it huh…
happen to me too. just finish a long page of steamy FRs. then when i click post. my pc crash. knnbccb. then no mood to write liao. dun worry we will be paatient in waiting for your story.
It was quite late into the week before I spoke with Tracy again.
Per what I detected at the beach, she was still quite moody and not her usual bubbly self.
I tried to jio her out on Friday night but she said she was busy. Through our phone call, I found out that like me, she was going back to the office to work on Sat morning. I was secretly harbouring thoughts of meeting up with her….quickie in the office? (Like what some bros here shared before
).
I was stuck in my office with my pile of work till quite late in the morning. I had the door to my room closed to shut-off the louder than usual chattering from the clerks outside.
It was almost lunchtime when my handphone rang, true enough it was Tracy, who asked whether I wanted to do lunch. I agreed immediately and arranged to meet up with her an hour later. I quickly rushed thru my work, arrowing most of it to my black faced secretary (she not chio one, so no encounters to share here).
We met at the lobby restaurant in the Ritz Carlton hotel (our offices at Suntec, remember?) Although Tracy was smiling at me, I could detect from her eyes that she was tired and not her usual self.
Although she was dressed casually, she as usual looked amazing. She was wearing dark maroon short sleeve polo tee and blue denim skirt which cut-off wonderfully a few inches above knees. Her white cute canvas shoes with thick soles accentuated her already long and well toned legs.
We started chit chatting after we placed our orders.
‘Hey, why so moody?’ I asked, trying to sound casual without causing further moodiness in her. ‘Becos your husband coming back in 2 months but you have fallen in love with me?’ I grinned, taking my chance to be naughty while keeping my fingers crossed that this was indeed not the case.
‘Yeah, you and your big fat ego,’ she smiled, ’that would be so cliché, like TV serials, right?’
She shared that she was down because of work. In fact things were so bad that she was contemplating resignation. I tried to cheer her up by saying that things were not that bad, that she had so many other job offers anyway. What she could not get over was some very bad personal experiences and unfair treatment that she received.
Since we had nothing on for the rest of the day, we decided to burn holes in our wallets by ordering off the excellent wine list of the hotel. It was past two when we were into our second bottle of a very good French red. We were both feeling a good buzz in our heads. Tracy was almost in this mood-swing trance, giggling in one instant and quiet and blue the next.
We were getting a little bored in the now almost empty restaurant and Tracy wanted to get some sun at the pool. I was not sure whether this was a good idea given the alcohol she had and that it was a really hot day. However, I obliged, not wanting to affect her already fragile mood. I asked the waiter to bring down our bottle while we got up and walked down the stairs at the main lobby.
I walked close to Tracy, realizing once again how gorgeous this babe was. I detected as usual the slight sweet scent of shampoo from her pony-tailed hair and french perfume radiating from her neck.
We found a table in the cool shade next to the pool near the gym entrance. My stupid roving eyes began to fluctuate between her and a couple of bikini ang mohs sun bathing. Tracy detected this and pinched me in my arm, calling me a pig…oink oink…
We resumed the wine and talked again. Tracy reached up and unbuttoned all three buttons at her collar. Did not know whether it was deliberate, but each time she leaned close to me to whisper some naughty gossips, or leaned forward to reach for her wine glass, I was getting nice little glimpses of a little of her amazingly cute cleavage. The perfume from her, amplified by the hot humid air, was once again making my head spin with desire.
While we were waiting for our third bottle (die man…one bottle 180 dollars!!!), Tracy leaned back on her chair and stretched lazily, getting fresh air to try clear her head. I took the chance to also lean back and lit myself another cigarette. What caught my eyes then caused me to almost stop breathing……….
In Tracy’s sitting position, her short denim skirt had ridden up towards her hips by more than a decent amount. Upon a closer look, my god, her panty crotch was visible. Her panties were white and lacey (G-string or not I could not tell, cannot see VPL through denim la). Her carelessly crossed legs were giving me such a display without her knowing. In fact, the dark patch of her trimmed bush was visible through the thin sheer lingerie.
I gulped down what’s left of my wine and breathed hard…..
Man….moody or not, fragile or not, whether I was taking unfair advantage of situation or not…I did not care….
TURN ON THE HUNTER MODE……….!!!!!!!!!
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Reeemer
yes yes…..Houston, we confirm will have touchdown today!!!!
Fantastic FR……..One of the best stories in this forum……keep it up bro
We were well into our fresh bottle……with my lil brother sometimes pitching tent, sometimes quite well behaved, depending on what sitting position Tracy was adopting and whether she was talking normally or whispering into my ear………buay tahan!!!!
It was still quite warm, with the sun not letting down at all. We were perspiring a little, just enough to feel a little cooler but not uncomfortable.
‘Hmm…this is nice,‘she cooed, slidding back onto the chair again, the whole of her two legs visible to me, the denim skirt’s hem covering her just at her crotch, casting a dark, mysterious and sensual triangular shadow at the spot where I was just dying to touch, to kiss, to stroke, to devour, to conquer, to!!!!!!!!argh!!!!!
‘Would be nice to swim wouldn’t it?’ she sighed, turning to look at the pool.
‘Sure, wanna do this nude?’ I grinned, watching a little small drop of perspiration flow slowly from the base of her neck towards the line of her cleavage….man…first time in my life I wished I was a drop of salt water…haha
‘Siao!!!!’ she pinched me, ‘you have not visited your police frens for a long time already huh?’
We switched to beers, since it was the warm outdoors and the wine was warming up too quickly to taste right. (Better for me also lah, bloody wine so ex……).
After a couple of Tiger drafts, Tracy started to get more blushed. She was usually quite a good drinker but I remembered that she got knocked off quicker when the poisons are mixed.
Her usually big sparkly eyes were now half closed and she was just staring blindly at the pool. ‘Sigh…I feel nice…‘she sighed. ‘I wish this feeling would last forever, I’m floating, I’m happy, I’m…sigh….., I need to lie down…..’
‘Huh,’ I grinned. ‘You wanna swim, you wanna lie down, wat’s gotten into you?’
‘Come here Cowboy,’ she whispered, grabbing me at the back of my neck and brought my face to just an inch from her. ‘Thanks, thanks for cheering me up, thanks for the company, you’re a good guy…’
With that, she caught me by surprise by kissing me on the lips.
I wished the kiss would have lasted longer if not for a couple of noisy ang moh kids running past us, giving her a small fright.
Tracy then voiced her intention to leave and I asked for the check.
Walking to the basement carpark with me, she then told me she did not drive and needed a lift. We remained silent when we walked, I was not sure whether she was tired and wanted to rest, since she asked to go so abruptly. I knew she was not in the right frame of mind and thus decided to jusy play the gentleman, for once….sigh..so much for hunting modes….
I was at the side of my car opening the door for her when all of a sudden, I felt the car door pushed back shut.
Tracy was once again in my arms, her glorious chest pressed against me and planted her lips firmly on mine again. Before I could catch back my breath, she was already challenging me to a tongue fight…….
‘Tracy…‘I whispered intermittently, during those brief moments we beared to let our lips part. ‘I….what….’
‘Don’t….,’ Tracy panted, her arms tight around my neck. ‘Like…what you said….cowboy….we only live once…..’
Man, you have no idea how I was bloody woken up from my daze when I heard that…….
Just then, I heard once again the sound of the car door opening, Tracy pushed me off, hopped into the passenger seat, gave me the MOST BLOODY AWESOME CFM LOOK IN THE WORLD, and said to me,‘Drive cowboy, I’m sure you know a quiet spot in this car park…………….’
Man, the screeching sound of my wheels in the basement carpark as I sped off to the lower levels………thank god I knew the place so well……….
smoke break
Yes Bro Reemer…. MORE…
can feel the touch down oredi….
sorry for the cramped fingers again…