There. Samantha smiled as she flipped the message on her Singlish desk stationery to ON LEAVE. Her favourite present she got from her colleague during Christmas. She grinned to herself as she was going to pamper herself during her well deserved break. And what’s fun for her is she’s going alone. She loved going solo and had no problems being single. Not because she wasn’t pretty but she loved the freedom.
Sam glanced around the office as she shut off her computer. Leaving her grey jacket wrapped on her chair. She brushed her hazel coloured hair to the side and put on her red stilettos. Then she took out her Post-it Note, left a lipstick mark and pasted it on her flip chart.
Ken stood watching in the far side as he hid away from Sam’s view. His eyes shone as he saw her exiting and turning right, to the lift. He glanced at his watch as it read 8:15pm, took out his mobile and turned on the Pokemon Go, and see if he could replenish the well needed Pokeballs.
8:30pm. Ken looked around the office. And there were no one around already. He stood up, brushed his knees as he took his briefcase and a huge paper bag with the huge label Naiise on it.
He walked slowly and cautiously towards Sam’s table and brushed her jacket and the Post-it note into his paper bag quickly. His heart was thumping yet happy of his achievement.
Samantha felt a cold tingling sensation down her spine when she could not explain why but brushed it off as she was more excited to be packing her bag off for her well deserved trip. Her entire bed was in a huge mess as she threw her favourite lingerie on her bed and was all hyped out which to bring. She loved having a huge wardrobe full of lingerie. And could not resist any sale based on that.
Purple, red, polka dots, black laced with a tinge of gold on the sides, a white floral themed motifs bra was all that she chose. Together with her matching panties.
All done, Sam giggled to herself. She disrobed herself and walked into the shower.
Ken was speeding and couldn’t wait to be back. His heart was thumping wildly and his body temperature was rising as he kept his eyes on the white paper bag. As he came to a stop, he turned on Facebook and immediately searched for Sam’s profile. There. He smiled again.
Ken jumped when the car horned at him. He dropped his phone and stepped on the accelerator. He arched his eyebrows as he sped off, ignoring the speed cameras. His focus: To get home as fast as he could.
Sam was sitting on her bedside as she switched on her hairdryer. Letting her slender fingers work her magic on her soft, rebond hair. She curled her hair on her fingers and smelled them as she gave a little grin.
Ken locked himself in the room as he threw his briefcase on the side. He took delicate care of the white paper bag and placed it gently on his bed. He swallowed his saliva as he opened the bag. His starved face. His hands trembled when he took out her stationery that read OFFICE BUDDY. With a yellow Post-it Note that was sandwiched in between the ON LEAVE page.
As his sweaty finger moved the flip charts, he saw the lipstick stain on the note. Ken could feel a surge of electricity go up his chest as he smelled the lipstick. And brushed his sweaty fingers on the lip mark. He closed his eyes as he imagined touching Sam’s soft and well moisturized pink lips. And he was getting real hard just imagining. He then took the Post-it note and ran it over his oily face, tabbing it as though he was being kissed. Where he placed it on the tip of his lips.
“AH CHOO!~~~” Samantha sneezed out of nowhere. And her eyelids were twitching. She felt somehow uncomfortable but guess she was too tired over the stressful week. She slowly worked on the body cream, making sure she did not miss out any spot on her curvy body, before she turned off the light and slept.
Ken closed the curtains of his room. He took a deep sniff of the oily patch of paper, as he started to unbucket his belt. Feeling the surge of desperation mixed with excitement. As he stroke himself, he licked the lipstick, ignoring the fact it felt really sick. As he secured the Post-it note with his mouth, he reached for the Office Buddy, thinking where would ’they’ go if they went on leave.
Ken shut his eyes as he pumped himself furiously, with tickles of saliva dropping from the side of his mouth. He was grinning as he spun himself as though he was high on drugs. He convulsed a little when he shouted “Yeah” as he threw Sam’s favourite stationery on the floor and he shot every.single.drop he stored onto it.
The entire room smelled of stale sweat and semen as he sat on the floor, staring at the cum filled “On Leave” sign. “Go Jiak Honk liao. Later then reply you.
Then Ken had another sick idea. He moved his serum and covered the “honk”. Took a shot with his mobile as he laughed. He was filling his mind with the thought that Sam was telling him: Go Jiak (your semen) liao, later then reply you ok Ken?
He felt that tingle as he shivered in achievement.
gotnotime! it’s been a long time yeah?
saw a Singlish designer stationery that was so hilarious, I couldn’t wait to try to turn it into a story! hahaha
Sam was taking a run in the part wearing her favourite sky blue sports bra and matching shorts together with her pink Nike shoes. Enjoying the cool evening air, the sea breeze and the lovely greenery around.
Her natural born gifts bounced from side to side as she breathed, as her athletic bathed itself with her sweat, her nicely tied up hair swung from side to side. The very sight of droplets dripping into the deep cleavages attracted the sights and envy of the cyclists as well as the runners. Not something unusual for Sam as she was proud of her body.
She could feel her feet getting warmer as she slowed down, taking deep breaths, gulping the oxygen she needed.
A 10 km run. She smiled as she took a slow walk towards her home which was just about 2km away. She took her hair band down and her soft hazel coloured hair hung loosely around her shoulders. And many would just love to smell her feminine scent every time they got near.
Samantha started to hum and sing, filling herself with the sweet music she loved. As she lost herself in her own musical world.
That was when she heard a loud branch snap behind.
She stopped abruptly. She turned and saw nobody. Thinking that it was just something natural, she continued. But in her, she felt something was feeling uneasy.
There Sam quickened her pace, as her home was just a mere ten minutes away. There she increased her pace in the private estate road.
In a distance, she heard the sound of a familiar motor engine - the electric kick scooter going at full speed. There she saw a masked motorist slowing down before her.
Sam paused. As her face turned white.
The man took out a pack, threw it at her directly and sped off, laughing.
Sam lost her balance and the bag bursted, sending sticky stuff all over her body. Disgusting, she thought to herself as she tried to wipe it off with her hands. It was all over her.
F**k she thought to herself. Sperm.
Immediately she bolted off. Sprinting off to her house.
*Whoever does this is sick* She thought.
Then she saw the scooter parked somewhere near where she lived. She started to panic and was frantically looking around for the one who threw the bag at her.
Out of nowhere, a figure appeared behind her and grappled her breast, revealing a tiny slip of her nipples against the cum-coated body. Another blow came towards her neck as she fell unconscious.
Samantha woke up, her entire body covered in sweat. What was this feeling?
Ken was having the best time in his life as he wiped the semen off the flip chart before entering the shower room. He smiled as he looked himself in the mirror. Unkempt hair, with small eyes and huge lips framed on his square frame. With a big mole above his right upper lip.
Standing at 1.5m tall, in his early forties. Still single. He has been in the office for 13 years and was aiming at Samantha ever since she joined the force 2 years ago. Secretly he has been ‘stealing’ her items. And thought always no one would know or notice.
Letting the hot shower run through his head was refreshing to him. He knew that Samantha was going on leave for 1 week so by stealing it, he would have ‘her’ for that week. He quickly showered and could not wait to jump onto bed.
He went over to the side of the room and took out Sam’s jacket. Sniffing her feminine scene or parfum she always uses. Then he threw it to his bed and wearing only his boxers, he hugged Sam’s coat as though it was his bolster.
Samantha woke up with heavy eyelids as she did not have enough sleep. The nightmare was still haunting her. Though tired, she was happy that she would be travelling as she stretched herself. Preparing for the flight departure scheduled at 3pm, towards her favourite place, Japan.
She had already planned out where she was to go and thrilled to go on her adventure. Samantha had a gift. She could sketch really well and the Christmas present she gotten from her best friend was her walking sketchpad.
“Sketch.”
The very word struck her.
She forgot her Office Buddy.
She looked at her watch. 930am.
Perhaps she still had time to rush back just to pick it up.
With that, she washed up and was all ready to go to her office.
Samantha was just 6 stops away from her office when her mobile phone rang.
“Babe, see you at our usual hang out before you fly k? I’m there waiting for you!” - Michelle.
Samantha sighed as she replied ok. She knew she couldn’t say no to her BFF. They had been friends since her primary school days. But the usual hangout would always be something weird to her, even till now. But it makes her relaxed every time she visits Michelle.
Ken had a solid night’s rest as all his fetish was answered with Samantha’s belongings. He had thought Samantha would never notice her belongings. There he kept her Office Buddy into a box he hid under his bed. And went online to order a brand new one.
He smiled as he did so and brought her jacket back to the office. Hiding it in a black paper bag just in case he was spotted putting it back. Seeing that he was the first, he quickly placed Sam’s jacket on her chair walked off, pretending nothing was happening.
He was in high spirits as he couldn’t wait to go back just to play with the her stationery.
Samantha walked and bought two cups of coffee as she knew Michelle’s favourite and she can’t kick start her engine without coffee.
There she was standing outside their usual place.
A shophouse at Tanjong Pagar. Second floor where it read Spa.
She looked around, blushing. Hoping no one will spot her. And entered the door, climbing the wooden planks and seeing Michelle, dressed in white.
As she opened the door, the hanging bell rang and Michelle turned.
Giving Samantha the sweetest smile, and her eyes narrowed as her fingers gestured for her to go into the little room named M.
Samantha walked in the room as Michelle gave her a slap on her butt.
Mich: Full butt! Spank spank!
It was so loud that Sam blushed.
Sam: Mich!
Mich closed the door as she threw herself at Samantha, causing Sam to lose her balance and fell to the floor, together with the cup of coffee that spilled on her shirt.
Mich: Oh no!
Michelle ran over with tissues but there was that smirk on her face. She pinned Sam’s hands to the ground as she stuck out her tongue and whispered “Buffet time”. She licked the coffee on her light blue striped shirt.
Sam: Stop it Mich, it tickles!
Michelle continued brushing her as she advanced upwards, moving up her soft peaks, burying her face in between as she reached for the button in between Samantha’s voluptuous melons, bit and pulled. The button came out and Mich spit it away. The gap opened and Sam’s light pink lingerie came to sight. There was a pearl in between the two big cups.
Michelle continued upwards as she bit off another button and spat it out. This time, the shirt revealed her full pair of breasts framed nicely on her pink bra with simple threads on the sides. But it was stained with the spilled coffee.
Samantha: Stop it Mich. Else I will get angry.
Michelle moved towards her right covered breast as she sniffed the coffee while keeping her eyes staring at Sam. She gobbled at the centre of the bra like a goldfish in water. Sam’s lingerie was soft and thin, revealing a dark coloured spot as Michelle worked on her.
The entire room became hot as Mich did not switch on the aircon. But things were becoming steamy. She could see droplets of sweat forming in between her lovely peaks as it tickled down to the centre.
Mich was not going to stop anytime soon.
Sam: Mich, stop it or I will…
Michelle used her chin as she pushed the pink cup downward, and even before she could see her nipples, she gulped it fully in her mouth, letting her tongue dance at the around Sam’s soft tips. Sam closed her eyes as sweat began to from on her forehead.
Sam: Mich… you can’t….. I…
Michelle continued her trail as she loosened her grip on Samantha. Her hands moving all over her left breasts, grappling her hard. Now both her hands reached just below the lower part of her shirt as she pulled it sideways, hearing the buttons snap all over the place.
Sam’s eyes open wide as she sat up immediately, her face red.
Sam: You’ve gone too far Mich!
Then Michelle sat up and slapped Samantha hard on her face and pushed her bra down forcefully, where one of the straps snapped and it fell to the ground.
It landed on the floor as her tag clearly showing the 36C alphabets.
Sam: What was that for? Why are you always like this?
Sam said as she rubbed her face, it was red over her milk white skin. There was that bit of tears on her eyes as she bit her lips. Staring at Mich with the sad sunken face.
Michelle took Sam’s bra together with her top and threw it in the corner of the room, pointing to the small little shower room, where she took the towel underneath the massage bed and handed it to Sam.
Sam took the towel and turned towards the shower room. Then Mich took out her phone and hid it in the corner, covered by the little towels as she pressed record.
Mich: I’ll be stepping out for a while to get the mop!
Sam continued as she undressed her jeans and wrapped herself in the towel before walking to shower.
Mich came back with the pail and mop as she wiped the area. Then she turned on the aroma therapy that filled the room with lavender.
Michelle left the room and came back with a fresh set of clothes.
She was watching the silhouette of Sam bathing against the frosted glass. There, she took her phone as she felt that cold thrill. Pressing the stop button.
Samantha came out of the shower room, wrapped up nicely with the towel as she walked towards the massage bed.
Michelle: Love this new set of clothes I got you?
She said as she lifted the clothes.
Sam gave a gentle nod as she sat on the bed.
Mich: Lie down. I’m giving you a real good massage you will miss and wouldn’t get anywhere, even in Japan.
Sam did as she was told and then, Mich eye’s shone in excitement.
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Mich left the room for a while as she mentioned she would be booked for an hour and a half.
Michelle returned and rubbed her hands as she walked towards Samantha, who was lying back facing up. Her fingers reached toward the white towel as she slowly rolled it down, revealing Sam’s soft delicate white skin. Mich was always fascinated by how Sam would keep her complexion. She was jealous yet envious. She unrolled till her waist, exposing a sneak peek of her butt. Mich could feel her palm sweat a little as her heartbeat raced. She felt that urge to squeeze her butt with all the strength she could muster. But she knew Sam would not be happy.
Mich reached for the massage oil where she coated her small palms as she worked on Sam’s neck, gently with circular strokes, down to her shoulders. She could hear Sam pant in relief as she released some knots on her shoulders. Mich’s nimble fingers pouched gently as she went sideways, just under her arms, brushing the white tender sides of her breasts. Then downwards to her lower back, just touching the upper portion of her full butt.
She repeated the cycle a couple of times, before her fingers started to dance like how a brush tip would go on a canvas. She wasn’t using any strength; just letting her light fingers move like how she desired. Mich closed her eyes as she started her symphony, moving up and down her back, then sideways, just barely touching her breasts. Sam twitched a little because of the itch. But there was no rejection.
Mich’s used her fingernails as she softly scratched her soft skin from Sam’s back upwards slowly, touching her shoulders, to her neck. Sam panted softly, as Mich fingers moved slowly toward’s Sam’s cheeks, as she circled her little fingers around Sam’s ears, brushing it and her fingers danced softly in her ears.
Sam twitched and gave a soft moan, her eyes closed as she enjoyed Mich’s touches. Mich then worked on her ears with her fingers, brushing it like a flower blossoming. And swore she could hear Sam swallowing her saliva as she moved her feet a little.
Then Mich lowered her head towards Sam’s ear as she blew gently and she leaned close, letting the tip of her tongue touch the surface of her ear.
Sam trembled a little. She would feel the goosebumps forming.
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