We move her items to her new desk. We were sweating from the moving. She helped me clear all the boxes that were in my room. The air con was off as its late. I went to the pantry and got out a bottle of 100 plus for each of us.
Me: All done. Do you need to freshen up before going home?
Pris: Nope. I’m fine like this if you don’t mind me all sweaty in your car.
Me: I’m fine with that. Lets go home.
We got into the car and I drove off. I turn up the air con in the car for us to cool off. I can see that Pris was enjoying the air con as she was resting in the chair, eyes closed and she unbotton her dress slightly. She let her hair down again and was drifting off to sleep. She looks so lovely with her hair down. I was more distracted with her and couldn’t focus on driving. Just as I made a turn, she shifted herself a little, exposing her bossum more and revealing a little of her bra. It was a white colour with lacy deisng. I’m a sucker for lacy bras. I always find them sexy.
As I caught a glimpse of the view under the street light in the car, I knew that my man hood will grow from the sight. Oh yes. It grew. I tried to look away but I always try to steal a glimpse of it whenever I’m at a traffic light. I was staring at Pris’s head lights instead of the traffic lights. That’s where I was honked at from the back. It was green light and I quickly peddle it. Just as I zoom off, Pris adjusted herself upwards and open her eyes.
Pris: Gotcha naughty Nurgle.
Me: Haha. Good one. You really know how to tease a man.
Pris: Not just any men. A man that I love.
While driving, she move nearer to me and kiss my cheecks. I thought she was going to move back to her seat but instead move her hands down to my man hood. Rubbing my groin area with her delicate fingers. I knew what was coming.
Me: Pris. You are getting horny ain’t you.
Pris: A little. Its just that I miss you and your touches. Just thinking of you holding me and hugging me got me all horny.
Me: Not tonight Pris. I’m just a little tired.
Pris: Awww…not even for this.
With that, she unzip my pants and pull my briefs aside. My cock sprang out. I was driving along the highway and there she was playing on my cock like a manual gear stick. Stroking it up and down ensuring she doesn’t scarp it with her finger nails.
Pris: Come Nurgle. I know you want this. I know you want me to play with your stick.
Me: Oh Pris. I’m having a hard time driving if you do this.
Pris: Well, either you drive me home quickly so that I don’t continue, or you can drive back to your home to continue with where we left off. Or we can do it somewhere where no one can see us.
Just then, I got a crazy idea.
Me: Or how about we save it for after CNY. Lets made a deal. We are not to masterbute or have sex till CNY. I bet it will be fun. The loser will have to be the slave for the day. You in?
Pris: Ooooh. I like it. I never knew you could be so kinky. I accpet your challenge! But it would seem I’m winning since you are as hard as a metal rode.
Damn it. I should have bet on it after I release my load. But that can wait. I will win this. I want to make her my slave for the day.
Hi everyone. I’m so sorry for the lack of updates. To fill you all in, I have been very busy at work due to auditting. Moreover, its kind of hard to find the time to update as I’m spending more time with Pris. So hang on mates, here comes the next installation.
Its Satuarday. I was planning on going out to the bank to withdraw some cash to prepare for the ang bao I will be giving to my friends kids and relatives. Just then, I remember, as tradition holds, I need to get new sets of clothings for CNY. I was thinking, call Ace along so that we can goof off while shopping. But I remember he may want to spent some time with Lin. So who else better to call? Pris.
Me: Hi Pris. I’m just wondering if you are free for today?
Pris: Morning Nurgle. Yeah. I have no plans today. What’s on your mind?
Me: I’m thinking of going to the bank to withdraw some cash to give…
Pris: To give me? Awww….you shouldn’t have!
Me: …to give my relatives and my friend’s kids…
Pris: Haha! Just pulling your leg!
Me: And tradition beholds that I need to get new sets of clothing for this CNY. Was thinking of asking you to come along if you are free?
Pris: Sure! I don’t mind! Do you need help at the bank? Its going to be a long queue.
Me: Not really. But I would like to have your company.
Pris: Alright. Let me get dress and I await for my knight to sweep me off my leg in his trusty steed?
Me: Sure. Right after I feed my trusty steed with fuel.
We both giggle and plan to meet in an hour. I wore a simple shirt and a berms as the weather was really hot. Got my bank book to get it updated and off I go to meet Pris.
I was waiting for her at her block. 10 mins past and I saw her skipping down. She was wearing a loose singlet and those tight butt hugging demi shorts. I can easily see her black lacy bra through the side of her singlet as she got into my car. She tied her hair up into a sweet pony tail and wore a Ray Ban aviators sunglasses. Her lips is coloured with a nice ton of pinkish red lipstick. She look so young and sexy.
Pris: Are we going to the bank already? Or are you hear admiring me? You do know the bank branch opens only for half a day?
That snap me back to reality. I grab the wheels and off I go.
The queue at the bank was HORRIBLE. There were more people as I notice most of them are working adults who are unable to take time off during the week days. We waited for almost 45mins till its our turn. I got the amount I keyed in my phone and left.
Pris: You sure draw a large amount. And I thought you don’t have much relative members?
Me: I don’t. This are for my uncle and auntie that took care of me after my parents pass on. This stack here is for my cousin’s kids. And this amount here are for my…well…ex mother in law.
Pris: Oh? You still keep in touch with her?
Me: Yes I do. Till today, she kept blaming herself for not raising her daughter well. I kept telling her it wasn’t her fault but the divorce dealt a bigger blow to her than to me I guess.
Pris: But the amount…its…so much!
Me: My former mother in law isn’t working. My ex wife never gives her any money. Her son is working hard to support both of them but couldn’t get a high paying job. This amount is good to last them a year. I may have seperated from my ex wife….but that doesn’t mean I will not meet my mother in law. In actual fact, they just stay at that block. Do you mind going with me?
Pris: I’m fine. But are you comfortable having me around? Won’t your mother in law say anything?
Me: Oh no. You will be surprise at what she has to say. Come on.
With that, we made our way to her house. While we were walking, Pris was walking close with me. At some point, our hands just brush against each other. Its like a signal for me to hold her hand. I was actually missing the feeling of having to hold someone hand and just walk down the streets. Without thinking much, I took her hands with mine and just continue walking. Pris turn her head a little to look at me and didn’t let go. From the corner of my eye, I saw her smiling. I guess she wanted this as well.
We reached my ex wife parents home. I rang the bell and it was my former brother in law who greeted me.
BIL: Oh hi nurgle! Its been a long time since you visit! Look, I’m rushing off to work, but let me get ma for you! Please make yourself at home!
Me: Thank you bro.
I told Pris to sit at the sofa and wait. My brother in law came back and told me my mother in law is getting dressed and would be here shortly. With that, he took off and rushed out.
MIL: Ah Nurgle! Its so good to see you!
We turn to the direaction of the voice. Once I saw a fit elderly lady before I was married. But now, she is overcome with stress, guilt and sickness that I saw a thin, fragile woman. I almost cried when I saw her. I got up from the sofa, gave her a bear hug and supported her frail arms to her chair.
Me: Mother (Yes. I still call her mother. She was like the mother I lost back then). You look even sick? What happen? Why you never tell me? Now I see you in this condition, it breaks my heart. What happen?
MIL: No la. Nothing! I’m just aging. Where are my manners…let me go get you and…this young girl a drink.
Me: Mother. This is my assistant in my office. I ask her out to help me out in the bank just now. Please sit down. I go get myself a drink and pour you a cup of coffee.
MIL: Ah yes…coffee is nice…I want mine…
Nurgle: 1 spoon of sugar. No milk. Use the socks. I remember mother. Please sit. Let me do it for you. What would you like Pris?
Pris: Anything is fine Nurgle.
With that I went to made coffee for all of us. While making coffee, I over heard the ladies talking. Can’t really make out what they were saying as it was soft. But I see they are able to communicate well. With that, I came back with 4 cups of coffee.
Pris: Ummm…Nurgle. There is only 3 of us.
Me: 3 and the gentleman over there.
I took the extra cup and place it at my father in law alter. My father in law past away after hearing our divorce. He wasn’t doing well in health and the news dealt a blow to him. I felt guilty to this day. But my mother in law kept telling me it was his time anyway. I place the cup at his alter and bow in respect before taking my sit.
Me: Mother. I got something for you.
MIL: No Nurgle. Stop. I know what it is but I cannot take it from you.
Me: Mother please. I still love you so much. Even though there is no love between me and your daughter, doesn’t mean I don’t care about you and bro in law.
MIL: I know that I thank you. But I cannot take it from you. You still need to save up also.
Me: I save a lot. So much that this is extra.
MIL: Extra keep for yourself. Use it wisely. Spend on what you want.
Me: Mother. And I’m using it wisely. And that is to give it to you. Please mother. I don’t want to see you like this. Can?
MIL: Boy. You know how much I love you. I see you like this, I cannot say no anymore. Ok. I will take it.
With that, I went to my knees and pass the ang bao to her. I hugged her tightly feeling happy that she took the money. I know she will need it more than me.
MIL: Boy. Before you go, I want to ask you something.
Me: Yes mother?
MIL: Come with me to the kitchen.
Me: Ok. Pris. You don’t mind?
Pris: Sure Nurgle. Take your time.
I helped my mother in law to the kitchen. There, she took out an buddist / taoist paper amulet and gave it to me.
MIL: Boy. Take this for good luck. This is to protect you from evil and bring you good fortune.
Me: Yes mother. Thank you.
MIL: But hor, I say ah, you already got very good luck.
Me: Why leh mother?
MIL: You got a pretty girlfriend leh! Much pretty than my useless daughter! And she is very smart also!
Me: Mother! She is not my girlfriend! She is just…
MIL: Don’t say anymore. I know what it is. You better go. I don’t want you to spend so much time with me when I know you got shopping to do. Go! Run off!
With that we took our leave. I gave my mother in law one final hug before leaving her.
Pris: She is really a nice lady.
Me: Yes she is. That is why I still call her mother even after the divorce.
Pris: But I really learn something about you today…
Me: Which is?
Pris: Hehe. Don’t tell you! Lets go shopping now!
With that, we made our way to China town. I dread going to that place during the weekend as it was even more crowded with more people shopping for CNY goodies and clothing. But Pris said she wants to get some clothes for CNY as well and she likes to get it from a particular shop in Chinatown.
Parking was a bitch. But I was lucky to find a lot of going in circles in a car park for 20mins. I’m a simple man. I just saw 2 polo shirt off the rack and asked for my size. Got the right size, paid for it and I was done. Pris shook her head.
Pris: You are so old fashion! 2 polo shirt for CNY? You got to be kidding me! You should dress up a little especially on the first day!
Me: Well, I don’t really have much people to visit in the first place.
Pris: Nonsense. Even still you need to look good! Anyway, the shop I always buy from is just round the corner. Let me get my dress first then I will choose something else for you. Geez! Men have no taste nowadays.
With that sad comment, we walked to the shop. We were greeted by the shop owner that remembers Pris as Pris was her regular customer.
Owner: Girl ah! You came again! Thank you for your support ah!
Pris: No auntie! Your cheog sam dresses are the best! Nice, good quality and affordable! I know I have always come here since I was a little girl.
Owner: Haha! Aiyah. You so sweet. Always come to my shop. Come in ah! Slowly see what you want and tell auntie hor! Auntie help you find the correct size and give you good price! Eh! You also bring your boyfriend ah!? Wah sia! Handsome man leh.
Pris: No la auntie. He is my boss! Today I went to help him at the bank. Now he accompany me to…
Owner: Boss!? No la! Don’t bluff! So handsome how to be boss!? Come come handsome man! See what is nice and pick for your girlfriend ah!
I walked into the shop at the prompting of the owner. Though she was loud, she is friendly. Too friendly I guess. But her shop was simple and pleasent. I was looking at all the ladies cheong sam and find some nice one. Pris was also looking around. We both went from different side. It wasn’t long that I found one that really suits Pris well. Just as I was about to take it, Pris hand also grab hold of it. We both looked at each other and smiled.
Owner: Aiyoh! You see!!! You 2 also take the same cheong sam leh! How can he be your boss ah girl!?
Pris: Auntie! Please! He really…
Owner: Don’t say anymore! Come ah girl! I take new one for you! You go try this one first! I take the other sizes in case you cannot fit! Go go!
As the owner was pushing Pris into the changing room area, I caught a glimpse of Pris face and I notice she was blushing a little. Did my action cause the following? How come I manage to pick the right one with Pris? Do I really know her that well?
I waited for Pris outside the changing room. As she was changing, I was glancing around and looking at the other cheongsam. There is a few I liked, but I felt that wasn’t for Pris. Not the right colour. Not the right fitting.
Not long, I heard the curtain drew open. I turn and saw Pris in the cheongsam. Omg. She looked wonderful. Sweet. Pleasant. Lovely. The cheongsam looked nice and sexy on her body. In fact, the cheongsam was hugging her figure well that it was showing all her full asset. Her lovely waist. Her perky butt. And her busty breast. The sight was starting to stir a mix of horniness in my pants. I wanted to grab here by the waist, pull up the slit on the cheongsam. Pull down here panties and fucked her right there and then.
But of course, my big brain remind me of the bet we made. Oh I so wanted to do nasty and kinky things to her. Must not lose this bet.
Pris: So. How do I looked?
I remain silent. Scanning her from head to toe. Looking at her full blown sexiness.
Pris: I take it as its awesome seeing your mouth almost touching the floor.
Me: Of course! It looks good on you!
Pris: But its a little tight. Auntie! This one got slightly bigger size?
Owner: Ah girl! This one just nice on you leh! Any bigger I think will make you look fat!
Pris: Huh? If like that I take this one lor. Auntie, I look at others ok?
Owner: Slowly look! I got no customer today so don’t worry.
With that, Pris turns around back to the changing room. But that sneaky girl was naughty. Just before she drew the curtain, without the owner noticing, she undress herself in front of me. Showing off her splendid body with her matching black bra and panties. She grabbed the curtain and drew it to cover herself. Just before that, she stuck out her head, stick out her tongue to lick her lips and gave me a wink. She was teasing me! Damn! Then I remember. I only mention now sex or masturbation. But I did not mention no teasing of each other. I’m in deep trouble.
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glad your back kinda getting hooked on this I don’t know how you ever consider trusting a lady again
It wasn’t easy. In actual fact, it did affect my work especially when I’m doing sales with clients who are women or work with female colleagues. But its because of Ace “words of wisdom” that kind of remind me that not all women (men included) are bad. I slowly change and accept the fact.
Pris tried a few other cheongsam. In the end, she find the first set the best and got herself the size that she tried on. She made payment and left the shop.
Pris: And I’m done! Now its back to you! You need to get something better than that!
Me: Actually, I’m fine with this. I don’t like dressing fancy for such an event.
Pris: Nonsense! We are going shopping for something better for you to wear.
Me: But I’m fine with…
Before completing my sentence, Pris grabbed my hand and pull me along. Looking up at the direction, I can see we are heading deeper into Chinatown. Which means meeting more people and chances of bumping into someone that we may know. Great…
After spending an hour under the hot blistering sun, we are unable to see anything that suits me. Actually, its more like I don’t find anything that suits me.
Pris: You are such a stubborn old man! Why don’t you choose something nice and trendy for once.
Me: I don’t know. I don’t think that will suit me. I prefer to wear simple.
Pris: But there must be something that you like.
Ending her sentence, she pout her lips. She look so innocent and child like with her dressing, giving that funny pout. Better think of something to cheer her up.
Me: Look. Lets have a break. All this walking under the hot sun is causing me to break out in sweat. How does ice cream sound?
With that, she smile so wide with her lovely lips coloured with a nice tone of red. I take that as a yes. With that, we came across those road side ice cream seller. Ah. Those cheap and wonderful ice cream. I swear I could down an entire bucket of ice cream at that very moment. I got myself Mint ice cream in a cup. She got herself a mix assortment of flavour on a cone.
I was a little unglam. I was wolfing down on the ice cream to kill the heat. While eating my ice cream, I looked at Pris. She was like her ice cream slowly…and seductively. Its the very same image as how she was licking my cock with her tongue. She looked at me and continue licking it. She even smiled a little letting some ice cream drip from her mouth.
I quickly looked away. I knew I would be in trouble if I continue looking at her and let my mind round wild. I kept telling myself. Don’t lose the bet. Don’t lose the bet!
Pris: Hey Nurgle. You got some ice cream on your chin.
Me: Huh what….?
She lean in closer to me and lick the ice cream off my chin. Holy fuck. She is doing a fine job teasing me and making it hard for me. I wanted to think of some come back but I better not do anything that can cause my other brain to take over.
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in appreciation, 5 humble rages for you.
I know u should not share her pic so as not to expose her, but how about a pic that does not show her face, or a pic of a similar girl, or a silhouette? I am trying so hard to imagine how she looks like. … and I like office stories..
Thank you bro. To be honest with you, she is kind of unique on her own. And I’m very bad in describing anyone similar to her. I promise that if I do come across a picture online that looked like her, I will post it here for all you guys to see. In the mean time, just let your imagination run wild.
After the ice cream and a few more hours of what seem to be trying to find something for me, Pris gave up all hope in getting a new outfit for me. Yes. I’m very stubborn when it comes to clothing. I don’t fancy nice or trendy clothing. I prefer just wearing polo, shirt and berms. She let out a sigh and we proceed to the car.
Pris: You know, you could do a make over. Have a change. Do something new. Be young again!
Me: What do you mean? I ain’t young enough? I’m already in my 30s. I don’t really need to look young.
Pris: Well, you should pamper yourself once in a while. All I see you spend on are books after books after books. Don’t you ever get tired of reading?
Me: Knowledge is power.
Pris: Yes. But too much knowledge that cannot be applied into your life is nothing.
That’s right. I remember reading the ebook that Pris got for me in the Kindle. I read it all. In the ebook, it mention to be happy again is to take the step forward and start a fresh in a relationship. To be honest, I was hoping to be in a relationship with Pris. But a few factors held me back. Trust, relationship in office, what would other people think…etc.
Me: I guess you are right…there is something I would like to get. Would you mind following me to Orchard?
Pris: Sure. But not for long. I’m meeting my friends later around 5pm around ECP.
Me: Sure. After this, I will send you there.
We made our way to Orchard from Chinatown. In the car, I can see Pris drifting off into wonderland. She is either falling asleep or daydreaming. I sense that she is doing some thinking as well. I felt I made her worried and I’m holding her back. What am I to her? Her boss? Her sex buddy? Her boyfriend? Her lover? Its not right to keep her waiting. I need to give her an answer soon.
It wasn’t long till I reached Orchard. I parked at Far East Plaza. We walked towards an old custom made tailor shop. Its been a while since I been there. Last I was there was to make a suit for my wedding. But surprisingly the owner remembers me.
Owner: Ah! Good to see you again sir! Its been so long since I saw you. How are you and the miss?
Me: Well…we are no longer to together.
Owner: Oh no no no. That is very sad. But don’t worry. All good things will happen soon. Now, what can I do for you today?
Me: I would like to made a suit again if you don’t mind. Its for another special occasion.
Owner: Very good sir. You looked the same as last time. But let me take your measurments again to confirm everything.
With that the owner proceed to take my measurments. I told Pris that this will take awhile and advice her to go shopping around the area. With that, she skipped off to other shops. Along the way, I caught some young boys stealing some glances at her. To be honest, I felt a sense of jealously. But I was smirking away as well. Knowing that I have a special type of relationship with her.