I quickly put everything in clare’s drawer and locked it, just in time to hear the office door card being tapped.
However, my pants is still around my ankles and i had no time to wear it. My heart beat faster, frightened that i be caught. Panic almost set in.
I saw the door opened. I saw a finance lady walked in. She was surprised that she found someone around. She was about 28 and those studious typed. She walked to the front of my desk, and i hide my legs and bottom underneath it. I could smell her perfume from my seat. I wonder if she could smell the stale smell of my semen.
Finance: wow you are still here.
Me: yup. Have a report to rush. You?
Finance: oh i left some stuffs in the office. Came back to collect.
I felt my manhood straighten up again. It is not everyday that you speak to your colleague without your pants on and without her knowing. Furthermore the prospect of being caught by her was very exciting. She would see my expose bottom of she just took 2 more steps to the right. I slowly stroke my manhood as we speak.
Finance: ok. I got to go. See you.
She walked off and i stared at her perky bottom. Once she left, i wore my pants and dropped a message to clare, asking her condition, but she did not reply. Felix would be waiting for the report soon. I went back to my work.
The next morning came. I was still in my yesterday clothes. Somehow people from my department was not surprised as i have done this a few times prior.
There was still no news from clare.
ricky
Just as i was leaving my business partner office, my phone rang.
Clare: hi. Thanks for the bouquet.
Me: glad you like it.
Clare: its nice.
Me: hows your leg?
Clare: still painful. But better.
Me: i’ll come over with dinner later.
Clare: oh no. Its ok.
Me: i got you into this, let me do my part.
Clare: my parents will grab dinner for me
Me: tell them not to. I get for everyone.
Clare: its too troublesome.
Me: what do you eat?
Clare: really its ok.
Me: chinese food ok?
Clare: errrmmm… ok. But not too much. We are small eaters.
I knew that she’ll give in. She seemed like those girls that have trouble rejecting others.
Me: i’ll be there at 6pm
Clare: sorry to trouble you again.
I went back to the office and did some work. I got my secretary to do some takeaways from crystal jade, before making my way down to clare place.
She was wearing a tshirt and a faded pair of shorts when she opened the door. Her knees still plastered. There was no one at home.
Clare: my parents are still out. Please come in while i get change.
I passed her the food and took a seat in the living room. While she was changing, i snooped around. I saw that she has a substantial collection of shoes. There was no laundry in the kitchen and nothing much for me to find out. Her house was the normal small HDB along the common corridor. I took a seat on the sofa back in the living room.
She came out of her room, wearing a spagetti blouse and a newer pair of shorts.
She took a seat on the armchair and crossed her legs. Her legs were slender, just the type that i like. We sat there chatting, with me asking leading and probing questions.
I found out more about her.
I found out that she does not have a boyfriend currently and her last one was about 3 years back, whom she broke up because he had to move overseas for work.
She had just started work not too long ago in a new company as an auditor and she was worried if her superiors would view her medical leave as otherwise.
Me: do you need me to explain to them?
Clare: haha. If needed to be, i’ll inform you.
I did not tell her about my background as i want to keep it as private with girls. I do not want them to drop by my office or hiuse to create a scene. So i told her that i am working in sales for a small company.
Her parents arrived home and we had dinner together. I was trying to peep down her blouse the whole evening but could not catch a glimpse of her inner beauty. End up i have to settle for her legs. I wonder how they taste like when i suck them.
I made my way back after dinner as i did not want to seem to imposing. I know that since she already allowed me to her place, and she is single as well, i am confident of my chances.
The next day, she was still on medical leave. I called her in the morning and she picked up the phone after many rings. Obviously she was still in slumber.
Me: hey good morning.
Clare: hmmmmm… good morning…
Me: haha… are you still sleeping?
Clare: mmmmm….
She sounded very sexy in her “out of bed” voice. She was purring and i got a jardon just from hearing that. I imagine her giving me a blowjob in the morning.
Me: i am downstairs with your breakfast.
Clare: mmmmm….
Me: i am coming up.
Clare: ok…
Suddenly her voice changed from sleepy yo astonished.
Clare: huh??!
Me: haha…. open the door. I am at your doorsteps.
Clare: i havent even brushed my teeth.
Me: its ok. I just pass you your food and i have to leave for office.
Me: i am getting late.
I used this trick as i wanted to see her out of bed look.
Me: faster….
Clare: errrmmm… ok…. coming…
I heard the footsteps in her hall and i hung up the phone. The door opened and clare peek through the gates. Her hair was a little messy, i could tell that she tried straightinf them out with her fingers when she was walking to the door.
Me: open the gate so that i could pass you the food.
She opened the gate. She was wearing an old white tshirt and a very short and baggy shorts. I could see her pokies from the white tshirt poking through. I wanted to see more so i squeeze myself into the opened gate.
She covered her mouth as she spoke. I could see her side boobs through the sleeves of her raised arm.
Clare: why are you coming in?
Me: i need to borrow the washroom.
And i pretended to rush to the toilet. When i came out, she was still standing behind the closed door. She opened it as i walked towards her. Her hand was no longer covering her mouth and was at her side. My eyes dropped down to her pokies. She saw it and automatically covered herself.
Clare: oh….
I saw her blushed.
Clare : sorry… i was rushing to open the door.
Me: haha… it’s ok…
Once outside the gate, i squatted down to wear my shoes. She was standing in front of me, my head at her shorts level. I looked up and noticed that her shorts was slightly opened at the exit for her legs. I could see a wisp of her pubic hair. I took my time to wear my shoes and stood up.
Me: hows your knee?
Clare: much better. Its not painful anymore.
Me: thats good. Remember to have your breakfast.
Clare: thanks
Me: dinner later?
Clare: errmmm should be ok. I’ll let you know
Me: sure. Bye
I left her place and went to office. Again, i got my secretary to send her another bouquet of pink roses.
I received a call from clare later that afternoon.
Clare: thanks for the flowers. You dont have to go through such expenses.
Me: its not that expensive. And i think it’s worth it for you.
She kept quiet. I wonder whats her expression, but i guessed that she was smiling.
Clare: you mentioned dinner earlier. I am fine.
Me: ok. I’ll pick you up later at 6pm. Wear something nice.
Clare: where are we going? Something simple will do.
Me: just wear something nice, eg. A dress.
Me: see you later.
I hung up, leaving her wondering. I got my secretary to book the entire restaurant at Il Lido at sentosa golf club and help me prepare a small prada bag as a gift.
At 5.30pm, i made my way to her place. She was waiting in the carpark when i arrived. I stopped the car and opened the door for her. She was wearing a conservation dress that covered her shoulders and it came down to knee length. She entered the car with the same skills, offering nothing to see.
I drove off.
Me: sorry i am late.
Clare : haha you are not late. I was early.
Clare: where are we going?
Me: later you’ll know.
I drove in the heavy traffic, irritated with the slow and inconsiderate drivers who hog the first lane. However as i was trying to impress clare, i controlled myself and continued to drive at a slow and steady speed.
Finally we arrived. I offered my hand as she got out the car, and she took it. But i let her hand go once she is standing outside. We walked along the small paveway towards the restaurant.
Clare: i have not been here before.
Me: the food is not bad. I hope you take italian.
Clare: i never tried italian before. Hopefully i’ll like it.
The waiter showed us to our seats. I decided to seat indoors rather than alfresco due to the jungle mosquitoes that could be quite a nuisance in the humid rainforest backdrop.
Clare: wow, is this very expensive?
Me: the price is reasonable.
Clare: really? There are no other diners.
Me: i booked the wholeplace.
Clare: what? Wow…… you really dont have to go through the expense.
I was looking at the menu and ordered a barramundi for her and steak for myself. I passed her the prada bag.
Clare: whats this for?
Me: just a little gift for you.
Clare: its too expensive. I cannot accept.
Me: if you return me, what am i supposed to do with it?
Clare: give it to your girl friend?
Me: i dont have one.
Me: just take it. Ok?
Clare: thanks…. its nice.
The food came and we ate slowly. The sun outside was setting and by the time we completed our courses, it was already dark.
Me: you ok?
She nodded. Just before she stood up, a waiter pass her a rose.
She smiled at me very sweetly.
Clare: thanks for the dinner, and the bag. I am very happy today, but yet feel bad to make you spend so much.
Me: it’s really nothing.
Clare: it’s my first time to eat in a place with all the waiters serving only us. I felt like a princess. Thanks.
Me: haha…. if you want we could do it again.
She shook her head delicately, very ladylike.
Clare: no… its too expensive…. dont waste so much money….
Me: for you its worth it….
I saw her blush in the dim lights. We arrived at the car. There was no other cars there tonight. Mine was the only vehicle and the place look deserted.
I opened the car door for her. Before she entered, she held my forearms, lean forward and gave me a peck on my cheek.
Clare: thanks for the trouble. I enjoyed it…
I did not bother to hold her. I know that with that kiss, she will be mine sooner or later. I bided my time as i wanted more, rather than just a peck on my cheek.
Me: i am just glad to be able to have dinner with a pretty girl like you.
I saw her blushed in the dark night.
I drove her home. Her skirt was high up in her thighs, but i controlled myself. The time is coming, but not now. Not yet.
I dropped clare under her blk and send her up to her place. The main door was opened and i did not anticipate another kiss from her. Her parents invited me into her place but i declined politely and made my way home.
Just when i got into my car, i received a call from my girlfriend. She had just finished her modelling assignment. I told her to wait for me at the lobby of ritz carlton.
She was basically a plaything to me. I got to know her from a function and already managed to fuck her that night. She posed no challenged to me and i was already planning to dump her soon, after i got to know clare. Although she was pretty, but i already have tens of girlfriend that is her type, materialistic.
Clare intridge me. Mainly because she is pretty in her own way and especially not coming from the entertainment industry.
She reminded me of my very first girlfriend. The sense of innocent and naivetivity arouse my predator thoughts.
I met up with my girlfriend, ordered room service and bonk the daylights out of her, all the while imagining that she was clare.
After the deed was done, i send her home and passed her a cheque of 10k, initiating a break up. She wasnt too happy but i shouted at her. She got off my car swearing at me saying that she will take revenge and that she is not a prostitute.
I ignored her and went home.
I looked at my phone when i got home. There was a message from clare, citing her thank you. I decided to call her instead.
Me: hi you sleeping?
Clare: about to. Did you received my message? Cause you did not reply.
Me: yes. That’s why i called. I was in a business call earlier.
Clare: sorry to take up so much of your time.
Me: its saturday tomorrow. Are you available?
Clare: should be ok.
Me: shall we catch a movie?
Clare: sure. I’ll grab the tickets later.
Me: it’s ok. You have your rest. I already got the tickets for 50 shades of grey.
Clare: oh!
Me: is there any issues?
Clare: errmmm…. no… just that… errrmmm.. i saw on FB that it is a steamy movie….
Me: if you are not comfortable, then we watch others.
Clare: errmmm.. nevermind since you already got the tickets. Dont waste money.
Me: ok. Good night.
Clare: good night.
I chose that movie on purpose. I wanted to better guage her reactions before i make my move. She seemed shy but i wanted her to be less inhibited with me before going further. The movie will be a first step.
I lay on bed, thinking about my plans. How to get this demure girl into bed. I like this challenge.
I picked clare up about 11am on saturday at her carpark. She was waiting for me and was wearing a spagetti cotton dress, with a flare skirt that came to her knees. She had a black cardigan across her shoulders. Even though she is pretty, i noticed that she dress very conservatively. I felt at times that she was from a nunnery.
I opened the door for her and as usual, nothing for me to see. I drove to marina square as our movie was at 1 plus pm.
This was my first outing with her in the day. Even though this is only the 3rd day, i felt that i was making progress. To be honest, normally i do not have patience and within the 1st 2nd or 3rd meetings, i would get to bonk the girl. For clare, i am taking it slow. I am careful as i did not want to frightened her away.
As we made our way up from the carpark, even though i was standing behind her, blocking off anyone who may take a peek up her skirt, she was holding onto it. Furthermore, it was so long that to take a peek, the person have to be behind her at her knees level. She was careful about it. Maybe too careful.
We had lunch at ministry of food before making our way to the cinema. I got popcorns and drinks and we made our way in. It was a couple seat, and she did not object.
The show started and about 1/4 of the show, i saw her hugging herself and i whisperd to her.
Me: cold?
She nodded. i put my hand across her shoulders and started to rub her arm. She did not moved away. I hug her closer to me. She put her head on my shoulder and we continued to watch the movie.
During the bondage scene, i could feel her body tense and her breath was more rapid. Obviously it was causing a reaction on her. I took the opportunity and smell her hair, absorbing her shampoo smell. She snuggled closer and put her hand on my thigh. My manhood rose and form a tent. It was mighty uncomfortable but i did not adjust.
Probably she felt the tension in my berms, as i saw her lowered her head briefly and a small giggle escaped her. Otherwise, she gave no indication that she knew. I started to draw small circles on her free arm.
Soon the movie ended and we made our way out.
Me: how is it?
Clare: not bad.
Me: is it erotic?
Clare: yes….
Me: haha…. i dont think it is erotic.
Me: Have you seen one before?
Clare: not really….
Me: really?
Clare: haha…no one showed me
Me: ok good. next time if there is a chance, i’ll show you what is erotic.
Clare: haha… dont want. I had enough for today.
Me: i didnt say now. Haha…
Clare: oh….
And she blushed.
From her answer, i gathered that she is ok for an erotic movie, mayb tomorrow, maybe next week, but not today.
We went for a walk around the shops. I bought her a bear and icecream. When i believed that i had broken down her defences, i took the opportunity to slip my fingers between hers when we were walking. She did not reject my advances.
Holding hands is a sign of my progression with clare. However, i felt that she does not have any proper sense of dressing and decided to buy her some stuffs. Firstly, i felt that the clothes combination was overly conventional. Next the pieces by themselves was too conservative.
We walked in to a high end shop selling women clothes. The salesgirl hovered around us as i selected a few sets for her.
Clare: wow. They are too expensive.
Me: its ok.
Clare: dont spend so much on me.
Me: i just want you to look pretty.
Me: quick go and try.
I passed the few sets to her and ushered her into the dressing room.
First piece: halter neck, that is body hugging, enabling me to see her curves. The skirt was half way up her thigh.
Me: nice
Clare: its too short.
Me: no. Its nice. Try the next
2nd piece: sleeveless, flare skirt, also half way up her thighs.
3rd piece: tight low V neck cut with a thigh skirt half way down her thighs.
Clare: why are all so short?
Me: i like to see your long legs. They are beautiful and sexy
She laughed
4th piece: a short denim shorts that only cover half her butt cheeks and a tube top.
Clare: i cant wear this.
Me: haha… who says
5th piece: a tight stretchable very short skirt and a white translucent blouse.
Clare: this is also impossible.
Me: you look nice in all of them.
She went in changed and came back out. I told the sales girl that we will take all the items. The price came to about 3k.
Clare: they are too expensive.
Me: ya. So make sure you wear them.
Clare: some are really too short and tiny.
Clare: they make me feel fat.
Me: you really look good in them. Dont worry.
By the way i noticed that she was wearing safety shorts under her dress while she was trying out the clothes.
Me: why are you wearing a safety shorts?
Clare: oh… thats because i am wearing a skirt.
me: it’s not glam.
Clare: ya but i dont want to expose myself.
Me: dont worry. You wont. Just dont wear that. Its very ugly.
She wanted to further explain, but i ignored her. I hope she gets the message.
After that we had dinner and i send her home. As i dropped her off at the carpark, she released her seatbelt, leaned across and kiss me on my lips. It was a brief one, but i could see the progression.
I know her defenses is getting breached
I called clare when i arrived home. She picked up her phone on the 1st ring, obviously waiting for my call.
Me: sleeping soon?
Clare : on my bed.
Me: hope you enjoyed youself today.
Clare: yes i did
Me: free tomorrow?
Clare: yup
She answered swiftly.
Me: ok. I pick you at 10am
Clare: where are we going?
Me: we’ll go shopping.
Clare : nope. You are going to spend alot again.
Me: not that much.
Clare: its alot to me.
Me: see you tomorrow.
I ended the conversation as i did not like to keep repeating myself.
The next morning, i arrived at her place at 10am. She was wearing the tube top and the denim shorts that i bought her. She was wearing a pair of heels, pushing up her butt, making it very perky.
Her flat tummy was also on display. I could see that she was wearing a strapless bra
I stared at her butt peeking from beneath her shorts. They look firm to me. I have a hardon looking at her dressing.
Clare: i told you they are too short.
Clare: half my butt is on parade
Me: haha… you looked damn sexy. Wheres the cardigan?
Clare: inside my bag.
With that we first had breakfast at wild honey. Then we walked around. I could see that almost every guy turned their heads and looked at her. She was very different from her dressing yesterday. She was a nun yesterday. Today she is a sex siren. I have a hardon all the way that we were shopping. I have decided that today will be a good day to bed her.
I bought her a sunglass and and diamond nexklace. She was again rejecting me, complaining about the amount i spend on her. To me, these are just small change.
After lunch, i took the opportunity to test her.
Me: i am feeling a little tired.
Clare: shall we go home?
Me: but i want to spend more time with you. You?
Clare: me too but you are tired.
Clare: how about going to my place?
Me: i cant rest there.
Clare: your place?
Me : my parents are very strict. I cant bring you along.
Clare: oh…
She sound disappointed.
Me: have you been to the ritz carlton?
Clare: no. Why?
Me: i got corporate discount. After i take a rest, we can go for dinner. That way, we can spend more time together.
Clare: errmm… is it expensive?
Me: not really…
Clare: i am not sure….
I ignore her and drove us to ritz carlton. I made her took a seat as i got us a room. I did not want her to be at the counter as i often come here to bonk my girlfriends and the staffs know me.
Me: ok. I got us a room.
Clare: lets go…
I saw the bellboys looking at her butt and felt a sense of achievement. This is one of the longest time i took to bed a woman. I hope i enjoy it.
In the room, she acted like a little girl. Looking out at the scenery, from the huge window.
Clare: wow. The view is beautiful. I can see the flyer from here.
I hug her from behind, holding her waist. She did not resist, but held onto my hands, at her waist band. I leaned my body into her, smelling her hair. When I push my manhood on her butt, I felt her tensed before relaxing again.
I released one of my hand from her waist and with my finger, curl her hair behind her ear, to enable me access.
I spoke softly into her ear.
Me: Glad you like it…..
Clare: Thanks…. thanks for everything.
She shifted her body, and we were facing each other, with both my hands holding the curve of her back. I looked into her eyes and she looked at me. She closed her eyes, as I pulled her gently towards me, letting her pelvic feel the stiffness of my erected manhood. I planted a few kisses on her lips lightly. She open her mouth to allow me access. I waited for her tongue.
Our tongues met and explored each other mouths, touching, pushing each other. My hands started its autoroam mode. First I cup her butt, then stroke the outside of her thighs, feeling every bit of her smooth flawless skin.
Her eyes were still closed, and we were still standing by the window, when I moved my hands upwards, touching her flat tummy. She did not cringed and I continued my exploration.
I arrived at the bottom of her tube, I paused a short while, letting her get used to both of my hands, before I buried them underneath her top. I moved underneath her top like a mole underground, from her side, to her back and felt for her clasp. In a swift motion, I unbuckle her, freeing the bra. I let it fall freely to the ground.
Slowly, I used my index fingers and moved slowly from her back to her ribcage, directly underneath her boobs. Sensing no rejection, I moved upwards. opening my palm ,I slowly cupped both her B cups, and felt her erected nipples. They were small, about the size of the nail on my pinkie. I used my thumb and rubbed them sensually. Even though our tongues were still locked in combat, she purred softly.
Clare: uuuuuummmmmm…………..
I still hands on her breasts, I left her lips, and slowly lifted the tub top over her head, leaving her breasts exposed freely to me. I watched the goosepimples forming on her pinkish areolas, and put my mouth over them, softly touching them with the tip of my tongue.
Clare: Ohhhhh…………
With my hands free, I unbuttoned her shorts, and let it dropped to the ground, leaving her only in a pair of white G-String. I could see her pubic hair fraying from the side of her undies, and I could tell that she is not shaved or trimmed.
I felt her hands on my shirt and she lifted it over my head. I led her to the bed.
Clare: Close the blinds…. close the blinds….
Me: No one can see…. don’t worry….
Clare: No… close the blinds….
With her continuous pleading, I pressed the controller and the blinds came down. In the process, she had removed her undies and was lying on the bed, looking at me. I removed everything and went over to her.
I went down to her southern most point, and she opened her legs to accommodate me. I looked at her folds and she was already wet with the transparent juices. I opened up her labia, and touched her clit with my tongue.
Clare: ahhhhhh……….
However, as she was not shaved, her hair was tickling my nostrils. I don’t feel that I like it very much. I left my post, and knelt down in front of her face. She opened her mouth to accommodate me, but I held her head and shoved my member into her mouth. She gagged, but I continue the motion. She finally caught on and gave me a few sucks. It was either lack of practise or she had little experience, but it did not feel good at all.
I decided that I need to train her further, but not now. I left the bed, went to get a condom and went back to the bed. As I capped myself, she opened her legs, as if to welcome me. Slowly I position myself on top of her, in missionary style. One hand holding on the base of my cock, I rubbed against her pussy.
Clare: ummmm…….
Without waiting to enter her slowly, I plunge myself into her.
Clare: Ouchh…..
I heard her pain, but I wanted to come, I needed to let go of my trapped sperm. I continued ramming into her. She was biting her lips and her eyes were closed. Only soft and muffled moans escaped from her.
Clare: ummmm…. ummmm…..
My fingers found her breasts, massaging and milking them. I continued my assault on her. Soon I felt the quiver of my balls and without a change in my rhythm, I released my load in the condom.
Spent, I lay down besides her on the bed. She bended over me and kissed my mouth.
Me: could you help to remove the condom and clean me up?
SHe nodded and like a servant, she did as she was told. After she cleaned me, I covered myself with the blanket and went to sleep. I felt her snuggle against me and she put an arm on my chest.
We took our afternoon nap.