- chapter five: escalation (continued) -
I dont don’t think it would be an exaggeration to say this: that hug changed everything. Coffee did start it all, but if I had to choose a defining moment in me abd Lynn’s friendship/relationship, that had to be it.
Whenever we headed out for lunch thereafter, there was always a palpable sexual tension in the air. Sometimes she would brush my hand with hers, or even lightly lean on my shoulder in the lift. I knew it was only a matter of time before things escalated.
That escalation happened over yet another one of our lunches. We had decided to go to Coffee Club at Siglap, and we parked at the private housing estate nearby. It was my turn to drive – usually Lynn would elect to take the wheel as she didn’t really like being a passenger, haha. But I drove that particular day as she wasn’t sure of how to get to Siglap.
Anyway, I parked my car along the quiet road lined with trees. I can still remember what she wore that day – a bright green cheongsam-type dress with a high mandarin collar and a slit on the side which showed me even more of her sexy thighs than usual.
As I unbuckled my seat belt, Lynn was having trouble with hers. “Aiyoh you, let me help.you with that,” I said as I leaned over her seat.
Suddenly I found that my body was lightly brushing against hers in that position, and my face was oh so close to her beautiful small pixie face.
You don’t have to be a genius to guess what happened next
Hi bros, hope you’ve enjoyed the story so far. The best parts are yet to come so please be patient and stay tuned!
If there is more interest, I will try to post more pics of Lynn as well.
By the way, I apologise if my writing has typos here and there – typing everything on my phone here!
- chapter five: escalation (continued) -
Lynn closed her eyes and our lips met as if drawn together by magnets. I tasted her strawberry lip balm for the first time, the lip balm she constantly reapplied throughout her day. It tasted so, so good.
The first kiss was tentative, but it was followed quickly by another, then another. Pretty soon the awkwardness dissipated, and was replaced by a raw hunger which I had previously never felt before, for anyone.
My tongue parted her lips and found hers. She was such a good kisser, feeding off my energy and yearning for her – she could give as well as she received (this I would find out more about a little later, heheh).
My arm found itself around the small of her waist, and then to that sexy slit in her cheongsam dress. Her thigh was super smooth, it felt like I was caressing warm sheets. My kisses travelled from her lips to her cheeks, to her forehead, and then southward to her earlobe and neck.
“Ohh my…” with her eyes still closed, Lynn suddenly let out a high-pitched moan. I had found her erogenous spot, one which I would exploit again and again sometime soon.
I tried to put my hand in between her legs… and that was when she stopped me.
“Hey dear (by then she had started calling me that too)… I think we should go for lunch, shouldn’t we?”
I grinned and nodded in agreement. “Let’s continue next time…”
200 points! Thank you to the anonymous bros who put me across that mark – next time please leave your nick so I can return the favour!
I shall “celebrate” by posting another pic of Lynn. My only humble request for all bros who have enjoyed the story so far: please leave me a comment so I know how I’m doing. It’s a bit too quiet here and I sometimes feel like I’m talking to myself
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Originally Posted by
FatSpider
nice pits
can try pit fuck
LOL I was waiting for someone to notice…
And nope I didnt didn’t have the chance to try that.
- chapter six: indecent proposal -
Things sure escalated between me and Lynn after that lunch. We started to find opportunities throughout the day to see each other in private for a few minutes at a time; every lift ride turned into a kissing session. “I can’t get enough of your kisses,” she told me. The feeling was most certainly mutual.
At this point, I did wonder how things were at home for Lynn. Wasn’t her hubby satisfying her physical needs? This topic came up in our conversation on WhatsApp one day, and in typical Lynn fashion, she replied matter-of-factly.
“He’s always at his desk playing online games. By the time he goes to bed, I’m usually already asleep as I have to wake up early to fetch the girls to school. Sometimes we don’t even sleep in the same room if the girls wants me to accompany them to sleep.
“And when we do make love, usually it’s a quick routine of him getting off, rolling over, and falling asleep.”
So now I knew she was probably not just emotionally unsatisfied, but also lacking attention between the sheets. Obviously by this time, I had my sights firmly locked on the prize at hand. The question was: how do I broach the subject?
- chapter six: indecent proposal (continued) -
As it turnes our, I needn’t have worried so much about how to take that further leap in my friendship with Lynn. We had become so comfortable with each other that the topic just came up one day in late October 2011, while we were having a Friday afternoon coffee at our favourite place across the street from the office.
Me: “You know… I think we should get a room together one of these days. We can take half day off work, then go for lunch before checking in. Then we can watch TV, chit chat, do whatever we want…” I trailed off, not wanting to state the obvious.
Lynn: “Hmm… sounds like a good idea.” She looked me right in the eye as she took a long sip of her latte.
“How does next Thursday afternoon sound?”
***
The six days following that conversation couldn’t have passed fast enough. The anticipation was building up like crazy, and our conversations on IM and WhatsApp kept veering towards the topic of Our Big Date.
What would we do? What to expect?
Lynn told me outright that she was super unfit and couldn’t even last 5 minutes on a treadmill, so I shouldn’t expect too much from her in terms of stamina.
“That’s OK dear… I aim to please.”
I woke up at 5am on Thursday morning? literally shaking with nervousness and excitement. Half a day of work crawled by and we finally left the office in our respective cars to the hotel I had booked at Robertson Quay.
We had lunch at a nearby restaurant as check-in time was at 2pm. I tried my best to be cool about the whole thing, as Lynn was certainly ice-cool; think I failed miserably though, as all I could think abiut was…
“OMFG, I’m finally going to see her naked.”
Hey bros, just a quick check: are you all able to view the pics of Lynn I embedded on this thread? Some CCB coward just zapped me in another thread in which I embedded a photo the same way I did here.
“You dun make me laugh la, dun even know how to embed photo want to share. Making a fool out of yourself. Epic failure”
Nabei.
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Originally Posted by
otamay
I cannot see her naked, +13 for the pix.
Hahaha! Thanks bro for the +13… I promise you there will be a reward soon
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Originally Posted by
bg102
nice bro keep going, pics are ok. just up yr points, please don’t MIA.
Thanks for the encouragement bro! More to come this lovely weekend
Once again, thanks bros for your show of support and encouragement. I shall press on with this tale…
- chapter seven: the first time -
I was finishing up my iced lemon tea over lunch when my phone rang. “Good afternoon Mr Whelan, this is the Studio X Hotel calling to inform you that your room is ready for check-in. Would you like to come over now?”
OF COURSE!
I quickly settled the bill at the restaurant, then walked Lynn over the short distance to the hotel. Bros who are familiar with the Robertson/Mohd Sultan area should be able to guess quite easily which hotel this was – it’s the one with nice loft rooms.
I did the check-in stuff while Lynn sat at the comfy couches in the lobby area waiting for me. While waiting for the key card, I looked back at the lovely sight that awaited me shortly – today, she was in a dark purple one-piece shift dress that ended just above the knee, and her signature black Ferragamo 3-inch heels. Toting a Furla bag and with her long hair bunned up neatly, she could definitely pass off as a sexy cabin crew member. I could hardly wait to get up to the room…
I got the key card and we walked hand in hand to the lift. Inside the lift, there was none of the usual kissing that invariably took place when we were in one; this time, there was a lot of sexual tension and excitement.
“Are you ready for this?” I asked her.
“As ready as you are,” she replied.