Bro Remm
You are real good in writing. Kept me company in my long unappealing overseas trip. Keep it up.
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Originally Posted by
Reeemer
Cleaning ourselves as best as we could with tissue paper, we got off the bus slowly…..glad that the strangers were nowhere in sight.
Bro the bus part not so interesting leh, got do her when ur bro back? Or better one?
Dear all,
Sorry about the break…..busy lah…only had time to log in and talk cok talk cok a bit here and there in other bros’ posts……..
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Anyway…where were we? Oh yes…the bus encounter…..
Tracy and I started to meet each other a bit more often, since time was kind of ‘running out’, for lack of a better phrase.
Though I pride myself in being the true hunter, I really could not stomach the thought of having an affair with my sister-in-law with the full awareness that He is back to be with her (I know this is hypocritcal lah…..Not right in the first place that when He not around, I screw around with her rite?……but…sigh….that awesome taste of the forbidden and taboo fruit…..sigh). Thus I was not sure where this was going and simply took things as they came while it lasted.
I met Tracy again that Friday evening. We did not plan anything specific but understood that we would meet up.
Friday turned out to be a damn busy day (thanks to that boss of mine again lah…the one that cause me to have less time to surf Sammyboy…
) and I did not call Tracy at all.
At about 6.30pm, my handphone rang and it was her.
‘Hey,’ she said. Just the sound of her sweet voice made my heart increase in pump rate. ‘Need your help.’
‘Sure,’ I said, ‘You need it now?’ I giggled at my own stupid joke.
‘No lah you idiot,’ she giggled. ‘I think there is some problem with my car, can you come and help? I’m in the carpark below at ….’ blah blah….
In 15 minutes, I was down at the carpark and managed to locate her car.
She had the bonnet up and was standing there looking impatient. Her face was a little shiny with perspiration and she smiled when I walked toward her.
Sigh….why is it that you can never get enough when looking at this babe? She was wearing a loose tee shirt of her old Uni and blue jeans (it was casual Friday). Her hair was tied in a ponytail and she had a pair of sunglasses as a hair band, pushing her hair line high up to accentuate the awesome facial complexion she had.
After checking the engine, which was running, I suspected that the problem had something to do with the air-con circuit. I opened the driver’s door and bent in to reach for the air-con dial to switch it off.
Seeing me open the door, Tracy, who was at the passenger side, followed suit. She opened the door and bent down to have her upper body leaned into the car as well, curious about what I was fiddling with.
If you bros have fetish for down blouse peeks, you guys would kill someone to be in my position that day, man………
The round collar of her loose tee-shirt fell, gapping wide open (thank you God, for inventing gravity), her face was turned to the left to look at the dashboard. ‘What is it?’ she asked anxiously.
Man…the view…..the whole top half of her awesome 34bs were in full display. She was wearing white lacey half cup bra (a pair which I was sure I had unbuckled personally before). Her cleavage and the teasing effect of the bra falling slightly off her breasts were so awesome I stood there, bent at the waist and just stared like an idiot. Was that a little of the nipple I saw?
Seeing that I was not responding, Tracy looked at me and saw what I was up to.
‘Idiot…..’ she muttered, giving me that awesome half smile half frown look again, using one hand to press her collar closed to her chest, she leaned out of the car and just stood there.
I was left with a sheepish grin and a painful hard-on as I walked back to the car’s front to resume my check……….
Tracy cutely pretended not to look at me and started to SMS on her phone…
Sigh……girls….horny tigress one day, shy demure schoolgirlie on another……..
smoke break…….
‘Well,’ I said, slamming the bonnet shut and trying to clean my hands with tissue. ‘There’s nothing I can do, you need a mechanic to come and tow it off.’
‘Darn’ she said, pouting her lips slightly and looking anxious.
‘Dun worry, I’ll settle it for you tomorrow morning,’ I offered, lighting myself a cigarette and motioning for her to follow me. ‘Wanna do dinner?’
‘Yeah,’ she sighed, still busy smsing away as she walked with me to the lift lobby. ‘I am done at office, was gonna drive off to pick up something before I call you for dinner.’
‘I need to go back to the office for another hour or so,‘I replied. ‘You wanna follow me or wait somewhere, the cafe?’
‘Ney…’ she replied, with a shrug off her shoulders as she looked up from her phone. ‘I’ll go idle in your office.’
We reached my office in 10 minutes. Seven pm on a Friday night and almost everyone was gone, except for my poor secretary, still typing away.
Tracy said hi to her sweetly as she walked into my room with me.
Planting herself down on the small couch next to the door, she resumed her sms again…..darn…who and what the hell was she writing about?
My secretary came in to offer coffee but Tracy said no. The secretary then indicated that she was leaving and reminded me of a couple of early appointments I had for the following Monday.
Anyway, I resumed clearing my e-mails and just ignored Tracy, still busy pushing the handphone keypad.
Tracy started to yawn a little in between messages, and went to the recep area outside to get herself a couple of magazines. She alternated between reading, smsing and stretching lazily on the couch.
I was done in half an hour but remained at my desk to continue simply staring at the gorgeous babe. Somehow being alone with her made my whole boring office feel different, pleasant in fact.
I teased her about who she was messaging and she simply said it was none of my business, not even looking at me when she spoke.
You know, sometimes I get damn turned on when girls act stuck-up?
I decided to play tricks on her, starting to send SMSes to her via the web.
I posed as a secret admirer and the look of surprise on her face when her handphone received the messages was priceless.
After sending message after message, progressing from gentle romantic to lewd ones, she realised that it was me, sitting at the desk, with a silly grin towards the computer monitor…..
‘Hey,’ she said, walking up to me to hit me on my shoulder.
‘OK ok,’ I laughed. ‘I’m sorry….bored lah….’
‘So, shall we go?’ she asked, planting her delicious butt back on the couch, her boobs bouncing a little, teasingly.
‘Just a while more,’ I said, not wanting to lose the chance to enjoy her presence alone in my now cosier-than-usual office.
I resumed the SMS, this time changing to MMS, sending her a number of tastefully done porno pics from my private collection.
Tracy started to see them off her handphone with a very interested expression, frowning and saying to me ‘Hey!!yuck!!!’ when I sent forth a few quite disgusting ‘dick-in-the-hole’ type.
As I was hoping, the pics were starting to have a little effect on her. She was blushing a little, breathing deeper and hey? did she just re-crossed her legs again and again?
I stopped the pictures and started to text her…..
‘Feeling hot huh?’
She looked at me with a crooked smile…..oh that cute dimple….. and started punching the keys in reply.
‘Nope’
‘Liar, tell me…..you’re thinking aren’t you’
‘No you idiot’
‘Tell me…are you wet? just a little?
‘No!! I am not telling : P’
This whole scene seemed so unreal and funny, there we were, just 2 meters from each other, not speaking a word…..but the sexual tension being sent to and forth was just awesome.
t.b.c.
‘Tell me, you wearing panties: P’
‘Idiot…not telling, y ask? nvr seen mine b4?’
‘oh…never enuff babie…’
‘Come on, let’s go, I’m hungry’
‘why? you buying dinner?’
’no cowboy, you’re buying, i’m broke'
‘why? big shot lawyer?’
‘big shot lawyer cannot be broke?’
It was then I decided, hunter mode ON!!!
‘Oh sweetie, I can giv ya money’
‘Really, do it now?’
‘No babe, you gotta earn it.’
Tracy then looked up at me with a not-so-well-hidden smile, turning her head slightly to one side and stared at me with the sides of her eyes…..yes my bros…that trademark CFM notti glimmer was then fully displayed.
I decided to push on.
‘I’ve got a stash of cash in my wallet’
Reaching behind me, I removed my wallet and placed it on my table, my eyes never leaving the computer screen.
‘Each time you do a task, you get one bill from inside’
‘You asked for it, cowboy, i’m gonna make you dead broke.’
‘First task’
My heart was now pumping so hard I thought I could hear it. My palms were now even slight sweaty as I punched away on my keyboard.
‘Empty my rubbish bin’
Tracy chuckled in amusement. Walking to my side, she picked up my bin and gave me a naughty kick in my calf. She walked out of my room to the pantry to empty it.
I took the chance to survey the whole office, seeing the last person just getting up to leave and shouted to me ‘see you Monday, boss.’
Right-on…just what I hoped, office to ourselves…..
Tracy came back, threw the bin on the floor and pulled out a 50 bill from my wallet, darn…..tot she would just take the 10s………
‘Now pour me some water’ I teased on…wanting to take this nice and slow.
Tracy did so, pouring from my pitcher into my glass, grabbing my wallet and bringing it back to the couch with her, looking anxiously at her handphone for what was to come. What a girl……….
‘Come give me a massage’
Tracy sighed like she was expecting this task and that it was something she dreaded (wayang good huh?).
Standing behind me, she started to knead my shoulders. Her closeness allowed me to enjoy once again the sweet fragrance of her perfume. I was unable to relax at all through the massage, trying to sit straight to hide my hard-on. I naughtily tried to reach behind my chair to grab her butt, but she giggled and wriggled herself away….breaking the silence by whispering…‘hey, that’s not the job you want…’
She stopped abruptly and hopped back to the couch, opening my wallet and pretending to count the money in there……..cute………
‘Next.’
I was impatient now…the feel of her soft fingers and her perfume still lingering in my mind.
‘Fulfil my long awaited office fantasy’
‘What’s that?’ Tracy had a puzzled expression, but somehow managed to continue with that CFMness exuding from her gorgeous eyes.
‘Getting a BJ from a babe hiding under my table’ I smiled nervously as I clicked the send key.
Tracy looked expressionless as she stood up, staring at me.
She then opened the room door and walked outside.
Oops, I told myself? She offended? Cannot be…this gal had done worse things with me…..not in the mood maybe? sigh….time for dinner lah…..
As I was deciding to get up from my chair, Tracy came back in, this time locking the door behind her. Hey? I wondered. Maybe she was checking whether the offcie was indeed empty?
Looking into my eyes with that same lusty gesture (the one that killed me many times over) of placing her index finger on her gorgeous lips, she started to walk towards me slowly.
Hohoho, that’s my fantasy too, turn me on immediate. My gal outside still there, may try luck to ask her in, hehe.
As she walked towards me, I seemed to detect that something was amiss….hmm….her breasts seemed to be bouncing more freely?
Upon closer look, I realised…man, that notti goddess had removed her bra! The bulge in her jeans pocket confirmed that she had kept that heavenly piece of lingerie in there. Her nipples were obviously erected and poking through her tee…..gosh…had the urge to just grab those boobs right away.
Kneeling down next to my swivel arm chair, she pushed me slightly away from the table, smiling slightly in approval at the obvious tentage behind my trouser zipper.
She slowly moved in front of me and went under the table, ducking down low to make sure her head did not get knocked. She was gigling a little, probably amused by the weird kinky notti position she was getting herself into.
My heart was pumping so fast and I was so damn horny that I was afraid I might just cum the moment she touched me….
Inching myself forward a little so that a bit of my butt was off the chair, I spreaded my legs a little in anticipation. If anyone from the main office looked through my room window which is next to the door, I would appear to be sitting at my desk normally. The peeper would have no clue that this bombshell was just under my wooden table, preparing to orally pleasure my phallus….
Tracy was now out of sight to me, except for her two hands, which were now unbuckling my belt and unzipping me. My dick was reaching the point where it was restrained by my underwear very painfully.
Pulling the elastic band of my underwear down-under the Thing it was protecting, the Thing sprang to attention immediately. I could hear Tracy whisper a soft ‘wow’, followed by her oh-so-lovely giggles.
She started to tease my penis, stroking its length and using two fingers to tickle the tip….I was almost groaning with lust…hoping that I could feel her thick warm moist luscious lips very soon.
The moment was coming, as she was now grabbing my lil bro just at his base and I could feel her hot breath on my tip. With my eyes closed, I leaned back in my chair and waited for the ride to heaven……..
But somehow, it was not too be…..
Instead, I felt a sudden push of my chair away from my table.
Tracy suddenly climbed out, and with that notti glimmer in the face, told me, ‘In your dreams….mister!!!, let’s go for dinner now!’
I was so surprised that I was lost for words, staring at Tracy sheepishly, with my hard-on still sticking out like a sky scraper, looking silly right in my office.
Tracy was giggling like a school girl as she walked towards the couch and sat down again, staring at me with those gorgeous eyes, as if saying ,’ Got you now, I win and there is nothing you can do about it…'
There was no way I was taking this defeat. Putting my hard-on back into my pants to the best of my abilities (ouch), I walked towards her, pulled her onto her feet, embraced her tightly in my arms and fastened my lips securely on her.
Tracy started to giggle again and tried to wriggle away. Her verbal protests were transformed into undecipherable moans escaping from her vocal chords, her mouth blocked effective by my lips and probing tongue.
After a few seconds, Tracy expectedly started to kiss me back, with soft moans of pleasure heard, sending faint vibrations though her lips onto mine. We kissed passionately, wanting to suck and consume the inner-most parts of each other’s souls through our mouths.
I eagerly released myself from her lips and started an attack on her neck, tasting her sweet perfume and warm skin through my nose and tongue. Tracy had her eyes closed and her head tilted backwards to allow me more access, enjoying and getting lost in the moment.
While creating wet swirls on her neck with my mouth, my hands started to wonder down south. Grabbing the front of her jeans, I unbuttoned it and tried to ease them down her hips inch by inch. Tracy seemed oblivious to my attempt to expose her physically standing right in the middle of my office, in full sight of anyone wondering into the main office outside.
I managed to get the jeans down to her knees, where it fell slightly a little more half way down her shin. Her white lacey g-strings looked so awesome my lil bro reminded me it had to be removed from his captivity soon……
Stopping my attack on her neck suddenly, I looked straight into Tracy’s eyes, seeing that she was looking dazey with the teasing I had started.
I pushed her gently backwards, allowing her to fall back on the couch. She whispered,’er…here?’ softly, looking a little unsure while still retaining that CFM aura.
I kneeled down infront of her, with Tracy looking on curiously. Using my two hands, I grabbed the back of both her knees and slowly raised her thighs, stopping only when her 2 feet were resting on the couch as well. Taking off her sneakers and pulling her bunched up jeans off, I sighed in amazement at the sight…..there she was, wearing only her tee (with nipples poking through more than ever), white g-strings and socks, leaning back against the couch, legs raised and spreaded wide open (come to think of it ….almost like the position women patients adopt on the examination bed in a gynae’s clinic…
).
What sent my head spinning was seeing parts of her pussy, since her skimpy g-string was stretched taut in her position, with only a thin strip of material covering her crotch…..man….nose bleed again…….
Kneeling myself right between her wide opened thighs, I bent forward and started to kiss her panty crotch. Tracy started to breathe heavier and as my hard kissing started to make the panty crotch wet (with both my saliva and her own horny nectar), her hips started to move a little, as if to invite me to do more to pleasure her.
Using one of my hands, I slowly pulled the panty crotch to one side so that her cunt was in full view to me. Her awesome trimmed triangle was now shiny and wet with her own juice. Looking up at her, I could see that she was already lost in desire, sucking on her left index finger while using her right hand to play with her left boob under her loose tee shirt….what a sight…..
I started to attack her pussy, first kissing it, then using my tongue to tease, making wet circles on her cunt lips. The taste and heavenly smell, a mix of her perfume and her musky womanly scent, was making me perspire and shiver a little with lust.
Using stabbing motions with my fully stuck out tongue, I tried to penetrate her most sacred opening. Tracy started to moan with desire and move her hip back and forth to get more.
I continued with this teasing for several minutes, Tracy moaning more and more audibly. I could sense that she was near the first of many climaxes that I hope I would bring her that day.
Stopping all of a sudden, I stood up, with her looking at me with half opened eyes and still panting.
I grinned and said, ‘Not in your dreams…let’s go do dinner per what you said…’
Tracy stared at me…..half smiling, still panting a little from my teasings…
‘Come on you idiot,’ she said softly, closing her legs and placing her feet back on the ground. ‘Come here and finish what you started.’
Walking back to my chair and sitting down, I smiled back at her and said,’ You come back here and finish what you started.’
Tracy stood up from the couch slowly, her loose tee-shirt covering her private parts but still exposing her long wondrous legs….man…she looked so sexy like that….
Sauntering towards me, she knelt down in front of me once again, but this tim not bothering to get under the table.
Looking into my eyes and not taking them off, she started to undo my trousers again. Before long, my lil bro refound its freedom in the openness.
Still without taking her eyes off me, she opened her mouth and engulfed the tip of my penis. I almost screamed in ecstacy and Tracy’s gorgeous eyes told me she was glad to be fully in control again.
With one hand back to titilate her own breasts under her tee, she started to blow me in long slow strokes, almost deep throating me as I felt my tool hitting the back of her awesome warm mouth many times.
The excitement that was building up in me all these while was taking its toll, and I felt sure that I would not be able to last as long as I would have wanted that day….
After a few minutes of heaven, I grabbed Tracy on both her arms and quickly led her back to the couch. Sitting next to each other, we locked in embrace once again, kissing each other nosily, with moans of pleasure escaping from our lips.
With our lips still connnected so that the tongues could continue to fence each other, Tracy slowly got up from her seat and climbed onto me. She tried to curl her long legs around my hips, causing my penis to press against her pussy as we got into a tighter embrace, her lips now seeking out the eager back of my neck.
Moving by slidding my butt slightly down the couch, I achieved the effect of pointing my trusted tool right at the hot wet opening of her cunt. Tracy detected what I was doing and anxiously eased herself right into me in one smooth motion.
Man…..though it was definitely not the first time, the warmth and tightness of her pussy was so tremendous I started to wonder how I could really do this forever for the rest of my life.
I started to pump, with Tracy moving her hips in unison. Seemed that I was not the only one who was exceptionally horny that day, for I could feel the groin area around my erection start to get wet and sticky from her honeyed secretions.
I moved my hands and stroked her from her back to her breasts, staying under her tee shirt. Her nipples were pencil sharp and feeling them against the centre of my palms while kneading the firm smooth 34Bs of hers is a sensation that no money can buy, one that I would gladly trade years in my life for………..
Tracy stopped moving for a second and climbed off me. I was glad for the short break to recover and hopefully recuperate a little to last longer.
Walking back to my desk, she leaned onto it with her hands, parted her legs to expose to me her now very wet and pouty pussy lips and said,’ come, you know I like it this way….'
Sighing to myself that I was the luckiest bastard in the world, I eagerly walked towards her. Before I could begin, Tracy said without looking at me,’ Just dun cum in me, cowboy….'
Upon hearing that, I reached for my desk drawer and fished out a condom from an opened box…..
(you’d never know when you have kan tows straight after work right? I always got supplies ready….).
Seeing what I did, Tracy chuckled and whispered to me,’ You devil….'
Capping myself quickly, I walked to her back and resumed our love making.
Tracy was moaning really loudly know and I was sure my secretary could have heard her from her desk, if she had not left…..
I started to pump in longer harder strokes, mixing my timing from fast and furious to slow and penetrative…..Tracy was wriggling her ass back into my hips, telling me that the teasing was a little too much and she just wanted me to give it to her…..Coupled with me pushing her tee shirt towards her neck and having full access to knead her hanging boobs…..I knew she too was in heaven….
I could feel that she climaxed, catching me by surprise without warning signs (I was probably distracted by my own lust and the great feel of her tight and hot cunt channel), as she groaned in pleasure and the tightness and wetness increased tremendously all of a sudden.
I felt my own one coming, as I started to pump like a piston now, with both my hands grabbing her dangling breasts so hard I was sure I left hand marks on them.
In a war cry of victory, I came, with Tracy almost screaming when she felt the enlarged penis and even harder thrusts during the few seconds before I started the first of many cannon shots into her.
Feeling drained, I planted myself onto the couch, not even bothering to remove the condom. Tracy herself sat on my arm chair (I told myself to remember to clean the leather after that….
), panting and cleaning the perspiration off her face.
Looking at her and grinning like a satisfied puppy, I asked,’ Dinner?'
Dear Bros,
Thank you for all the awesome comments and words of encouragement.
My stupid boss has sent me on a biz trip again and thus I will not be able to write for the next 1 week or so…apologies…
The office encounter was the last one I had with Tracy before HE is back….sigh…..
Do I dare to continue with the spouse fully around in Sillypore????
Hmm……….