- Me: How about
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“Hey baby it’s time to change your diapers?”
Thanks all for your kind words and points, i’m glad that some of you are able to relate to my story.
Years have passed and i’ve grown more matured in my thinking… the occupation of Danine’s husband which i will reveal later, isn’t important… this can happen to anyone. What’s important to me are the memories of this relationship with a special someone…
I’m in my mid thirties now, financially secured and happily married. One night in bed, I was thinking about my life that passed and also the relationships that i’ve had. I tried counting the number of gfs (official ones, not flings) that i’ve had before getting married and i stopped counting after 10… some of my gfs i couldn’t even recall their names… (incidentally, i told my wife that i had only 3 gfs including her)
I wasn’t actually lying to my wife, there were only 3 relationships which i held dear and will always remember… Towards the end of my story, you’ll know why i continued this story after 6 years.
Tears start trickling down her cheeks… i have hit her soft spot again…
Danine: why didn’t i meet you earlier?
Me: So that i can meet you now… to tell you that nothing is important if you do not think is important… focus on the things that matter to you and you’ll be happy…
Lying on my bed, Danine cuddled closer to me and gave me a peck on the lips… she looked at me gently (probably figuring where this dude get his lines from)… With her pretty angelic face right in front of mine, i could smell her sweet breath, which smelled as sweet as rose petals… her expressive eyes tells it all, she was starting to fall in love with me…
As we kissed, the radio played out a nice slow song (which it’s timing couldn’t have been better). “You’ve come to my senses” by Chicago. I’ve never thought much about this song previously but it has since become one of my favourite love songs. Danine held me tightly as if to tell me that she didn’t ever want me to leave her… With her head on my chest and my arms around her, we cuddled for what felt like an eternity as the music plays… We were definitely getting more emotionally involved in our relationship than we expected…
Twirling her long chestnut brown hair with my fingers, i was pondering about the feelings that i have for her… i mean i really do like her, she has a cool personality, she’s hot and great in bed, i do miss her when she’s not with me… but she has a bf that she’s sharing a bed with everyday for god’s sake… Will she be with me or her bf during Valentine’s day? Christmas? Chinese New Year? Images of her and her bf started to cloud my mind… i know that i can’t possibly fall for her.
Me: Can i ask you something too?
Danine: yes (like she was expecting a question from me)
Me: It’s rather personal… i mean PERSONAL
Danine: Ok…
Me: When was the last time you made love with your bf?
Danine (after deliberating for awhile): almost a week ago
Me (nonchalantly): Oh cool.
Me: did you like it?
Danine (looking a little uneasy): Not really… it was a little uncomfortable as we did it in the shower
Me (nonchalantly again): Cool.
Me: So… am i better in bed?
Danine: Yes baby…
Me (changing topic): Baby? Do i look like one to u?
Danine (smiling): I think it’s kinda cool to call my man “Baby”… It’s like: “hey baby do you want to catch a movie during the weekend?”
Danine: lol
Me: I’d prefer you to call me something more manly or macho like The Rock, Savage Hunter, Death warrior or something…
Danine still called me baby from then on…
(To be continued)
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Originally Posted by
Edyta
Dear TS
I like Danine’s question “what am i to you”. Would u mind to share more? Like have you ever loved her at any point during the relationship?
Thks
I hope my recent update hv answered your query Edyta…
cheers
Time passes so quickly when I’m with Danine… I could spend my entire day with her and it was still not enough. She certainly was the type of girl that I wouldn’t get bored of fucking. Pretty face, long dyed brown hair, great body with long slender legs.
Weighing the pros and cons, I’ve made up my mind to make it a physical relationship instead of an emotional one… every time I can get it up; I’ll probably be bonking her. We had raw sex 3 times that Friday in a frame of 5 hours. Other than the first where we did it standing, the rest of the times I blew my load on her stomach… that made me wonder…
Me: when you make love with your bf, does he wear protection?
Danine: nope
Me: den where does he shoot?
Danine: It’s kinda funny…
Me: on your face!?
Danine: he prepares a plastic bag to shoot it in lah…
I was thinking that’s not funny lor…
That’s weird dude. Save the planet for goodness sake.
Not long after, it was 10pm and she had to go. Her phone had been ringing non-stop since 7pm but she chose not to answer it. Some of it rang when her moans covered my room… part of me wondered what excuse she’ll be giving to her bf this time round…
Danine: Hey baby I’ve really got to go… (She had deliberated leaving my place since 8pm)
She stood up to put on her work clothes… I noticed that she always wore matching coloured undergarments that came in a set. This time, it was a pair of white-laced bra and g-string… I was admiring the pair of well-cupped breasts on her slim figure as she wore her bra…
Me (puppy eyed): must u really??
Danine (came over to give me a hug): Damian!! Don’t be so cute can!! I’ll see you soon! Be good… sleep early! I’ll just grab a cab back myself…
(To be continued)
She stood up to put on her work clothes… I noticed that she always wore matching coloured undergarments that came in a set. This time, it was a pair of white-laced bra and g-string… I was admiring the pair of well-cupped breasts on her slim figure as she wore her bra…
Me (puppy eyed): must u really??
Danine (came over to give me a hug): Damian!! Don’t be so cute can!! I’ll see you soon! Be good… sleep early! I’ll just grab a cab back myself…
Another month passed… and even while we met every alternate day at my place, I was doing extremely well at work… I was in sales, didn’t join the company long but I easily championed the monthly top sales award, setting record sales within the company month after month since I started. My results seemed effortless to Danine and she often wondered how I managed to do it (Always told her that I do believe it was hard work combined with a natural affinity for sales – in short; I can bullshit pretty well
). Because of my sales achievements, most ppl from different sales teams within the company knew me. (Just fyi Danine was from another sales team.)
Danine: Hey baby… tell you something…
Me: Yeah babe?
Danine: My buddy Sharon has the hots for you!
At this point, no one knew about the special relationship between us, we kept our secret so well, everyone just thought that we were platonic friends.
Me: Hahaha! Sure anot, that ah lian!?
Danine: Ya i’m sure! She tell me one… she asked me a lot about you…
I knew Sharon personally as a colleague (not friends), we’d say hi and sometimes hv a short chat when we see each other. She was a sexy lianish bitch that flirts a lot with guys, so I didn’t think much of it whenever she flirts with me… she has a nice figure, wears thick makeup, and always dressed like she’s out to make her clients have a nose bleed… she’s in the same sales team as Danine’s. They’re very close friends and often went out shopping or clubbing together… occasionally Danine would use her as an excuse when she meets me at my place for mutual sexual gratification.
Me: Screw her babe… I only have the hots for you! (I was lying.)
Danine: lol
This was the introduction to the first quarrel I ever had with Danine.
The year-end sales incentive trip was here… it was a weekend getaway to Bali - to reward the top salespeople within the company. Needless to say, yours truly made it to the list, which only allows for the top 10 percentile of the entire sales force. Fortunately or unfortunately, Danine didn’t make it to the list… but as you may have guessed it right… Sharon made it. She was always consistently ranked amongst the top salespeople in the company… a naturally aggressive go-getter.
Going for this incentive trip wasn’t too bad… every weekend Danine had to spend time with her bf (he works as a regular in the army and sometimes have to stay in, booking out on the weekends), this trip helps me not to think and get jealous about the weekend sex that they’ll probably have… i promised myself that i’ll not ask her about her love making sessions with her bf anymore… At first it was rather thrilling, having our secret rendezvous behind her man’s back, but i later realised the joke was on myself after knowing Danine better as a person rather than a piece of meat. Through the weeks that passed, without me knowing it, my self defense mechanism was slowly weakening against her.
(To be continued)
Thanks all (including my silent supporters) for your encouragement. Truly appreciate your patience in reading a chapter of my life.
Just hope for my readers to know that it was not my intention to promote unhealthy thoughts or lifestyles. This is a true story, and it is as it is, i didn’t attempt to make up any part of the story.
As time passes… memories are all that we have left. Let’s treasure those memories that meant something to us.
Cheers
Going for this incentive trip wasn’t too bad… every weekend Danine had to spend time with her bf (he works as a regular in the army and sometimes have to stay in, booking out on the weekends), this trip helps me not to think and get jealous about the weekend sex that they’ll probably have… i promised myself that i’ll not ask her about her love making sessions with her bf anymore… At first it was rather thrilling, having our secret rendezvous behind her man’s back, but i later realised the joke was on myself after knowing Danine better as a person rather than a piece of meat. Through the weeks that passed, without me knowing it, my self defense mechanism was slowly weakening against her.
As I was packing for my Bali trip the night before, Danine msged me on my phone: “Baby I’m starting to miss u ardy…”. I didn’t call her back, it was 11pm… her bf was probably home and I didn’t want to make it awkward for her. I was contemplating whether if I should even return the msg, after all, I didn’t get to meet her on most weekends anyway… Perhaps it was the first time I’ll be a thousand miles away from her. I dropped her back with a msg: “Cya soon babe!
”.
So there I was… waiting at the airport… it was going to be 2 hours before the plane took off… suddenly, someone tapped me on my back.
Sharon: Hey, Damian!!
Me: Hey morning Sharon… you’re looking different for a change…
Sharon did not wear much make up this morning… I didn’t think that without her thick foundation, her complexion was actually this good… very smooth white porcelain skin… she was wearing her orange brown hair in a ponytail with yellow singlet top and shorts. Sharon had rather voluptuous assets for her slim frame, which together with her other features, made her stand out from many girls.
Sharon: Is different good or bad? (Looking at me suspiciously)
Me: Would I say bad things about you? You look refreshingly young… like an 18-year-old schoolgirl
Sharon: Don’t think I dunno… you say the same things to your aunty tai tai clients…
Me: No lah please! I’m perhaps the most honest person that you’ll ever meet
Sharon: Den explain how you get so much sales? You give them special services is it?
Me: I went to the temple and prayed for it
Sharon: ya right… like I believe u lor… lol
We arrived at the Bali resort… My company was ok generous, for the top 3 percentile sales achievers we each got our own room in the resort, for the rest, well… they’ve got to share 2 to a room (Guys and gals separate - too bad). As fate would have it, my room was next to Sharon’s (We each had our own room).
Sharon: Hey Damian, my room’s next to yours!
Me: lol… this sounds like a cause for a celebration!
Sharon: lol
As we entered the room, i realized that within the room they had an inter-connecting door to the next room… which was Sharon’s…
*Knock knock knock* (on my inter-connected door)
I walked over to the door and unlocked it - it was Sharon.
Sharon: Hey we have a huge 2 in one room!! (giggling)
Me: lol
Sharon: I’m gonna leave it unlocked ok… just in case there’s anything…
I was thinking
how open can this bitch be?
(To be continued)
Soon came nightfall, and we were about to set out for clubbing… I was in my room all dressed and ready, seemingly watching TV on the couch while waiting for Sharon to do up her finishing touches on her make up (We’re meeting up with the rest of the group at the resort lobby).
In my mind I was trying to assess the whole situation, whether if bonking Sharon was the right thing to do…
(a second later)
Fuck it. I’m going for it. Whatever happens in Bali stays in Bali.
Company incentive trips always gets me horny… especially when there are chio fuckables around. Everyone just seems to be much more open-minded when they’re in a foreign country. I can sort of relate to how “Super” Super-Man feels the further away he is from his planet Krypton. The blood gushing from my brain to my manhood is easily increased by 5 folds.
Add in the effect of alcohol intoxication and I’m Super-Man… Cock of Steel!
Sharon was finally done with her make up. She was wearing a short strapless black dress with stiletto heels. As she walked towards me… I can’t help but to take a quick glance at her white porcelain legs as the sweet smells of her perfume engulfed my room…
I’ve made up my mind there and then that her pussy was mine.
When we reached the club all of us started warming up with a couple of drinks first… as it got deeper into the night all of us also became more high and started dancing. Sharon enjoyed dancing and I could tell that she was trying to make me high on the dance floor… Leading my arms to wrap around her velvet waistline from her back, moving to the music, she rubbed her tight butt against me repeatedly… downwards and up again… If she was trying to seduce me, it was working…
We were more than just colleagues on that dance floor… I could do anything that I wanted, touch her anywhere I liked… I kissed her on the neck and bare shoulders while she was moving her ass against my cock (I started to wonder if that was the reason why she wore strapless dress and heels)… smelling her perfume from her neck and shoulders was heavenly… Sharon turned around to return the favour… she placed her arms around my neck and started frenching me… placing her lips to mine, she allowed me to move in and taste the smooth wetness of her tongue… my hands roamed over her body and decided to rest on that tight butt of hers… We didn’t care about the surroundings or if anyone saw us when we were locked in that kiss…
We decided to head back to the resort earlier… Back in my room, the flimsy unlocked door that connected Sharon’s room to mine didn’t seem to play a part in our game of lustful conquests anymore.
(to be continued)
We decided to head back to the resort earlier… Back in my room, the flimsy unlocked door that connected Sharon’s room to mine didn’t seem to play a part in our game of lustful conquests anymore.
I led Sharon to sit on the couch with me… the size of the couch in my room was just nice for the both of us to squeeze in. With the warmth of her body pressing against mine(a little too much of vodka
), the sexual tension within the room was building up…
Me: Babe u hv any fags left?
Sharon took out a packet of cigarettes from her purse and lighted one, she inhaled a breather before handing it over to me.
Sharon: here u go sir!
Me: u still high ah? lol
Looking out through the balcony window as i smoked… my other hand was rested on her lap (her legs were crossed)… My fingers slowly wandered along, feeling the smoothness of her thighs… As I did so, images of her white porcelain legs left exposed by her short dress flashed in my mind as i looked out into the stillness of the night… I didn’t finish my cigarette.
Horny as hell… I turned over to Sharon and her cfm face… She was no angel too… I could somehow sense that she can’t wait to get fucked by me…
Sharon: tell u a secret…
Me: yeah?
Sharon: come closer la…
She cupped her hand over my ear and whispered… “I…”
Expertly moving her tongue, she licked my earlobes gently in circular motions… while moaning a gentle “argh…” This sent a shivering sensation from my ears through to the body down to my cock…
The message was loud and clear enough for me.
We started frenching… Sharon was a good kisser that knew how to use that versatile tongue of hers… My hands were still fixated on her thighs though, her legs really turns me on… As I moved on to kiss her neck, Sharon uncrossed her legs… allowing my hand to move in(her short dress made the auto-roaming much easier)… Gently, I touched her inner thighs to feel the smoothness of her skin… moved in further… I had reached her love gate… skillfully using my fingers, I teased her around and outside of her panties (which btw was ardy immensely wet when I got there)… Sharon was getting hornier by the minute… but I wasn’t ready to end the foreplay so soon… I enjoyed watching that bitch want me so bad…
(To be continued)
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<<totally>>
Haha~ Must be!! The initial crowd with all the zaps and the recent with all the upz! A roller coaster ride indeed.
Thanks all for the upz and kind words! Thinking back, I guess everything happen for a reason, be it good or bad. The very worse days that I’ve had, soon enough became just a minor disturbance at one point in time. To all my readers that are having a rollercoaster ride right now… one thing is for sure, it can’t rain all the time.
Cheers