I know it’s still very boring. Remember in all the shows, Robin Hood only got to kiss Marian. Please bear with me.
LAST UPDATE FOR THE NIGHT
Gradually, LJ became an irritant. He would volunteered for most work and pushed them all down to me. Now I was blamed for those jobs that he failed to carry out. Like Robin Hood, I knew that I need my own merry men. So I went all out to win the favours of the rest of my colleagues. When they were about to be scolded by WTSN, very often I would take the blame and subsequently got their things done. I gave them the contacts to establish their own networks. Gradually, I taught them how to stand on their own 2 feet. With that I could concentrate on LJ’s work. So my band of merry men increased to 8 including MM. 9 against 3 (including SRF), so Rob Manhood wasn’t bragging when he said, “he knew he had every hope of succeeding”.
My boss often travel on official business and I found out with the help of MM that he travelled 1st class. The company directives had stated that only the Big Boss and his deputy were entitled to 1st class air ticket. If his corporate credit card was checked it wouldn’t be a surprise if it ran into a big amount. I think I should skip this subject because we have heard enough from recent news how systems were abused when the top people don’t check.
I decided that I had to take on my enemy 1 at a time. It had to start with SRF because he could later become a stumbling block for me to access MM. So now was the time to rob from the rich and give to the poor. I asked my merry men to get ready to go the lounge opposite our building after they knocked off and told them that SRF would be buying us drinks. I told them to drink as much as they could but not to get drunk. Without my prompting, they told me that I wanted SRF to be drunk. I expected that SRF would be coming over to see MM. If he doesn’t then I was prepared to buy the drinks for my merry men.
I was correct, SRF came over. When he was at MM’s door, I told him, “Hey, if you are here to date MM, I am afraid she is having drinks with her colleagues tonight. Ok, I tell you what. If you are prepared to pick up the tab, I can invite you along”. The plan needed the cooperation of MM and I still hadn’t told her to have drinks with us. When MM came out of the office, I told her, “SRF is buying drinks for all of us. You like to come along?” SRF was shock but if he wanted to be with MM, he couldn’t object. Now it was up to MM to say ‘yes’. I prayed hard, and after she said ‘yes’. I echoed the ‘yes’. I also invited LJ for the drinks because I wanted him to witness how I eliminated my enemy because he was next on my list.
So Rob Manhood succeed in robbing the rich to give to his poor merry men. My colleagues played their part and got SRF drunk while I sipped on my coke and watch the proceeding. I apologised to MM that she couldn’t not go home in the MG Sports but if she didn’t mind, she could hop into my Vauxhall Viva. Rob Manhood celebrated with his merry man on SRF’s account on 3 other occasions. The second time MM told SRF that we had done a lot for her and she got to buy us drinks. SRF ended up picking up the tab. The third time MM told SRF that she lost a bet to one of my merry men (of course, she did not). The last one was her birthday where she invited SRF and all of us. The poor SRF picked up all the tabs. I wanted to get drunk on coke but couldn’t. So I had to sent MM home in my Vauxhall Viva. After that SRF knew that he was made a sucker and rarely showed up.
Littlefeet & Eragon,
It’s always nice to have my supporters coming back and new supporters showing up.
It’s my lunch time and I was around the area near my home. So I hope my update would be a large helping of your dessert to last you till my next update in the night. You can see how Rob Manhood fuck his other 2 enemies.
AMENDED
So my band of merry men increased to 7 and MM was not included. 8 against 3.
CLARIFICATIONS
Please don’t get the wrong idea that I was trying to portray myself as a super talented and efficient human. In most of the work delegated by my colleagues, I merely put them in point form and indicated the references where data could be gathered. There were still something for them to do. Also when I said I taught them how to stand on their own 2 feet, I didn’t mean to imply that they were hopeless. It’s just that they were able to carry out their task much more efficiently. The important thing is they learned how to work smart. Without me, the department wouldn’t collapse but the work flow became better and more efficient after I got a better grasp of my role.
UPDATE
After I had gathered my band of merry men, I was no longer addressed by them as ’lan jiao lang’ but simply as Rob. Everytime they called me Rob, it was like they were telling me to rob. So the day when we had our department meeting, I put in extra effort checking on my merry men’s presentations to make sure that everything was of high standard to impress WTSN. He was not disappointed. So I spoke on behalf of the staff in the department, “Boss, I am already here for a year and I find that everyone of us had slogged our guts out for you. How about buying us dinner and maybe adjourn to a lounge after that? I think we deserved it”. I was seated next to MM and she started tugging my pants as if to tell me I had committed a crime. Luckily, I obtained the support from the rest of my merry men and WTSN was given no choice but to agree.
I ordered the most expensive item on the menu and all my merry men ordered the same item. Of course, the fucking balls carrier didn’t share our expensive taste. I knew WTSN wasn’t happy but had to force himself to put on a smile when we thanked him after the dinner. MM came in WTSN’s Alfa Romeo and automatically my merry men got WTSN drunk when we were at the lounge. MM had no choice but to get into my old Vauxhall Viva. In the car, MM asked me to join her for Archery on Sunday. She said that she could be my coach. Wasn’t it nice that after having been arrowed by everyone in the department, now I could learn to shoot arrows. I accepted MM’s invitation.
Came Sunday, I went fetch MM from her home and went to a field at the old CMPB at Tanglin. MM wore a short pink skirt and a matching coloured sleeveless blouse and shoes. I guessed her bra and panties were of similar colour. Later on, I confirmed that she wore pink bra because I could see her pink bra strap. Much later I confirmed that she wore pink panties she stooped to pick those arrows that I had shot to the ground. The only nice thing about her archery was her posture. She would stand with the side of her body in line with the target. When she was pulling back the bow she had to stretch her body, and the action pushed her C-Cup boobs forward. Instead of standing in front of her to see how she held the bow and arrow, I stood to her side as it offered me a better view of her rising boobs each time she stretched her body. I didn’t even follow the trajectory of her first 2 arrow as one hit the bull’s eye and the other close to it. I kept my focus on her boobs. After she had shot the second arrow, she told me to stand in front of her to see how she held the bow and arrow and also the position of her head and her body. Despite her instructions, I was still focus on the front view of her boobs. She became slightly distracted from my stare and her arrow hit edge of the target almost missing it.
She handed me the bow and an arrow and asked me to try. Of course, I failed in my first attempt. It was easier to pull down panties than pulling back the bow. It was an art to keep the bow in a stationary position and pull back arrow, at the same time took aim and release the arrow in a smooth manner. You needed a lot of practice. “Hey, you were not listening to me and not observing me when I shot those arrows. Come on, this is a weekend. You should forget about office work”. [What had made her think my mind was on the office work and I wasn’t observing her?]
The best part of the lesson came when she corrected my position. She stood in front of me to ensure that I was holding the bow and arrow correctly. Then she went to my side and held on my right thigh and pulled my right leg to be in line with my left leg. Next, she placed her hands on chest and back to ensure that my entire body was in line with the target. Finally, she took her position behind my back. She corrected my grip on the bow with her left hand and her right hand made sure that I held the arrow correctly. For the first time I fetch her boobs pushing my back. How could anyone shoot arrows when subjected to such arousal. I think she realised what she was doing and quickly went to the front and asked me to try again. After I shot about 5 arrows, I finally hit the target but far from the bull’s eye. Similarly, after my first archery lesson, I felt that I had hit the target and was very close to the bull’s eye.
You all will be surprised, if I had told you the first person that I would like to fuck in my department. It wasn’t MM. Even though, I didn’t have any homosexual tedency, I was dying to ‘fuck’ LJ. That would get him off my back once and for all. I didn’t know how he managed to carry out something that would do me great harm.
During one of our department meetings when I was all ready to present my materials, LJ jumped the gun and made his presentation. What he presented was entirely similar to my script. When it was my turn to present, I told WTSN that I was not prepared for the discussion. That brought the fury out of WTSN, “‘Lan jiao lang’, we didn’t pay you to come here to sleep. You know we have a department meeting and you have the cheek to tell me you are not prepared. What the fuck you think you are doing?”. After hearing that, LJ flashed his silly grin. It happened again during the next department meeting. This time it got more serious, “‘Lan jiao lang’, I won’t accept anymore excuses, I have to issue you a letter of warning’. This time LJ’s silly grin looked awfully sick to me.
MM was concerned, “Hey Rob what happened?” I replied, “I don’t know. LJ had the same script as me”. “Cannot be. Don’t tell me you didn’t lock your cabinet”. MM actually thought I was careless. I was one fella, who always made sure that I locked my cabinet before I left. I couldn’t think of an occasion when I forgot. The next meeting was a crunch time for all of us. The Big Boss and his deputy were invited to attend the meeting because this gave them the opportunity to observe us before their concurrence with the various boss’s assessment. Although more or less, they have an idea of our performances, this was meant to be a final confirmation. Our increment and annual bonus depended on this meeting. I prepared 2 sets of scripts, one where I show quite a considerable drop in our sales and one which reflected the actual figures. I left the former in my cabinet and the other one I took home.
When the presentation began, LJ was his usual self. He grapped the chance to be the first one to impress. The Big Boss and his deputy shook their heads and questioned the figures. LJ couldn’t explain the figures. He looked towards my direction for help and he was putting on a fucking pitiful frown. My fucking useless boss who spent all of his time reading newspapers in the office had no clue. So the legendary hero came to the rescue. “Boss, I think the correct figures are all here”. So I went on to present my material to the VIPs. They were very happy when they left because it meant that we had made a big profit for the company and hopefully we would be getting a bigger bonus. I wasn’t that unscrupulous to show my grin to LJ. WTSN who had hated me since I robbed him of the expensive dinner for my merry men, showed no appreciation but LJ couldn’t wait to vent his anger on me.
“Hey, bastard ’lan jiao lang’. Fuck your mother’s smelly cunt (knnbccb). I won’t forget you played me out”. Of course, he couldn’t explained how I played him out when I asked him to back his accusation. Anyway, when I get home, I have to ask my mother whether she practised oral hygiene. That didn’t sound right. Perhaps, I should ask her whether she cleaned her mouth below. That would be better than asking her whether she had cleaned her smelly cunt.
The ‘fucking’ of Enemy No 3 came naturally. I didn’t plan for it. For my annual assessment, he called me into his office. Everyone that came out from his office had put on a happy face, except LJ. If WTSN had called the staff in the order of merit, then I would be as sad as LJ when I came out from the boss’s office. “Now ’lan jiao lang’ here is my assessment of you. I have already issued you a LOW, and I hate your guts. So I will not recommend your increment and bonus. Any questions?” WTSN’s first point was because LJ’s had sabotaged me. His second point was more personal. I was armed to fight my case. I showed him my scripts for the first two presentations. “So ’lan jiao lang’ how do I know if you have not stolen those scripts from LJ?” WTSN asked. I told him that I had prepared 2 scripts for the presentation to the VIPs and left the one with the inaccurate figures in my cabinet and LJ stole it. Despite my explanation, WTSN was still not convinced, “That doesn’t prove anything. LJ screwed up his own presentation and you did the job you were paid to do”.
Yang Punk,
Thanks. You know all the “Yes Man” will not employ such a rebellious guy like me.
D!ckster,
Anyone in such a situation will do the same. When people’s weaknesses are exposed, you simply exploit them.
To all readers out there,
I hope this will help you better to digest your dinner.
UPDATE
I had enough of WTSN’s nonsense, “I can prove that you have abused your position by flying 1st Class when you went on your official overseas trips. If Big Boss check your corporate credit card, I am sure he will be shock by the amount you have expended. [If he had cheated on air tickets, he was likely to cheat on everything.] I can survive without the increment and bonus. I have been wondering what will happen if you lose your job. If you want to keep your job, you fucking well stop all your misappropriation. You can’t gain our respect by reading newspapers everyday. We need an understanding and caring boss. I know you hated me because I robbed a dinner from you for your staff. [Is there anything wrong to rob someone who had swindled the company?] You do what you think is right. I won’t beg”. “Ok Rob, let me think about it”. For the first time WTSN was addressing me like my merry men. I knew I had hope for the increment and bonus. I put on a happy face because, I had finally got to the release the pressure that had bottled up inside me since the first day I stepped into this department. So in the end, truth and justice prevailed over ignorance and tyranny and hopefully Rob Manhood got to lay MM.
I celebrated my increment and bonus by giving MM and my merry men a dinner treat. My disciples who had learned about ‘robbery’ from me decided to rob Manhood. After dinner, they wanted the treat to cover drinks as well. We adjourned to a nearby lounge to continue the celebration. My merry men knew what I always wanted when I first reported to the department. So they got MM drunk. I sipped my coke as I watched the process.
MM was really in a bad condition. She wasn’t in a condition to walk. Rob Manhood and his merry men were true gentlemen. Not a single person took advantage of MM even though we could be merrier by having a gangbang. I got 2 waitresses to help MM to get to my car. On the way to my car, MM returned the entire dinner and most of the alcohol she had consumed to me. One of my merry men quickly ran back to the lounge and got a glass of water for MM to rinse her mouth and a glass of lime juice for her to drink. When she felt slightly better, I asked the waitresses to lay her on the back seat. I drove very slowly as I had to turn my head occasionally to see if MM was OK. When I concentrated on the traffic in front, I heard a soft voice behind, “Why do you have to get married at this time? I thought I could be your partner”. I didn’t give any reply because I thought she could me talking in her sleep.
I only had 1 archery lesson from MM because I was busy preparing for my wedding. MM offered to help me with some of the arrangments but I turned it down. Perhaps, if she now offered to help me rehearse my wedding night on my matrimonial bed, I would surely accept. My fiancee was not as pretty as MM but her heart won me.
When we arrived at MM’s home, a two-storey corner terrace house in District 11, I woke her up and took her handbag from the front passenger seat. I told her to sit up and gave her time to regain her consciousness. “I am alright now”. She said that when she got out of the car. When she stood up, she clung onto me. I knew she was still tipsy, so I held her body close to mine. Her left boob was pressing on my body and immediately my rod became as straight as an arrow. I helped her to the gate of her house and rang the door bell. “Hey Rob, what are you doing? What’s the use of ringing the doorbell when nobody is in? Where is my handbag?” After she asked for her handbag, I gave it to her and she brought out a bunch of keys. I sat her on the side concrete slap and went to open the gate and the door to her house. I brought her into her house and laid her on the leather sofa. Then I wanted to close the door before I find some warm towel to refresh her. When I walked towards the door, I heard her saying, “Please don’t go” (don’t go, don’t go away..I think it’s from KC and the Sunshine Band). I replied, “I am not leaving, when you are in this condition”. [And when my arrow was in that condition.]
Next update later tonight.
otamay,
Milkmaid was indeed a very appropriate term for my MM.
glenn553,
More to come. Hope I can continue to capture your interest.
icesmoke,
You must be another WTSN. Don’t need to work, everyday look at SBF. Please don’t take my remarks seriously. That’s the problem writing such a long narration whereby readers have to wait to find out who is the next wench and how I got to fuck her. Anyway, there are not many more to come, unless in the next few days, my neighbour’s wife turned horny and wanted a fuck. Or the garang guni lady came to collect old pricks.
To all readers,
Link appears to be problematic.
LAST UPDATE FOR THE NIGHT
I asked MM where she kept her face towel. She said, “Why don’t you help me to my bedroom. You can find the face towel in my bathroom”. I brought her to her bedroom, turned on the lights and laid her on the bed. My oh my, this lady was a real fanatic. Her bedsheet actually had a target printed on it with the bull’s eye smacked right in the centre. She had a big picture of the 1973 Disney’s version of Robin Hood, where the legendary outlaw is portrayed with the characters as humanoid animals. This picture was put just above the headboard of her bed. An ancient bow was hung on the wall facing the bed. If I could have the same bedsheet on my matrimonial bed, I would definitely hit the bull’s eye on my wedding night.
I went to her bathroom and wet her face towel with warm water. When I returned, her blouse was already unbuttoned showing her flesh coloured bra covering her solid boobs. I wiped her face and cleaned her necks and her hands with the towel. Then I went to her bathroom to rinse the towel and returned to place the warm towel on her forehead. She was now in dreamland. I took her blanket, had one long last look and covered her with it. I was undecided whether to stay or leave. It was too risky to fuck her because I might end up in trouble for raping a lady who was under alcoholic intoxication. Anyway, I chose to stay because the next day was a public holiday. So I sat on the couch in her room and dozed off.
I was awakened by a naked MM who stood in front of me. At the sight of her, my arrow was added to her collection of archer’s items in her room. “Oh, hi. Are you feeling better? Sorry, I shouldn’t have stayed here”. I apologised. “Yes, much better except that my head is still ticking slightly. Thanks a lot for taking care of me. You must be very uncomfortable sleeping on the couch. It’s only 6 am, why don’t you sleep on my bed? When we wake up we can have lunch together”. [Sleeping on the couch was not as uncomfortable as the arrow in my pants.]
When I laid on her bed, she said, “You mean you had the hard-on since you brought me home?” I replied, “I had that hard-on since the first day I met you”. MM then removed my pants and underwear and went down to suck my arrow. While she was sucking, I removed my shirt. Her sucking was like her warm up she had before shooting the arrows. She would pull the tension of the bow with the arrow slightly back and then let the tension moved it forward without releasing the arrow. She would do it in quick sequence for about 30 times. So her head went up, down, up, down…with great suction. With the sperm that had started accumulating (when she got out of the car), MM’s blowjob was too much for Rob Manhood to control. The arrow shot a large mount of hot white liquid into her mouth and she was like drinking Alka-Selzer to cure her hangover.
After drinking too much coke, I now wanted non-gassy drink. I went down on her well trimmed pussy to suck out my drink. I think her cunt was wet since she got out of the car. If she was not tipsy, her pussy would then be ripe for my arrow. Now it was over-ripe and she begged me to fuck her. I told MM, “I have condoms in my pocket”. “Just fuck me, it’s safe”. When I heard what she had said, I pushed her body up and position her pussy on the bull’s eye, i.e., the bull’s eye on the bedsheet. With the screaming when I was eating her, plus her begging, the rod was transformed to an arrow. The arrow took aim and hit the bull’s eye within the bull’s eye. Her itch was created few hours ago and could only stopped with quick and deep thrust. She had multiple orgasm before I shot my second load.
While we were resting, MM asked, “Why didn’t you answer me when I asked the question in the car?” I replied, “I thought you were talking in your sleep”. MM then said, “Never mind, I think you have already forgotten the question. Anyway, you must answer this question of mine”. “What’s that?” I asked. “I don’t care if you are married, you must still fuck me when it’s convenient for you”. In reply, I said, “Everything I do, I do it for you”. (Bryan Adams)
Onlynis,
Zizouzizou was the Prince of Thieves.
UPDATE
So Rob Manhood finally got to fuck MM.
Over lunch, MM asked me whether WTSN gave me a good report. “No. He didn’t give a good report. It was I who gave him a good report (I meant it to be a good lecture)”. If not for my appointment with my fiancee, I would have fuck MM again. There wasn’t any hurry for the next fuck because I had already hit the bull’s eye.
Back at the office, everything was back to not quite normal.
WTSN became unusually friendly with all his staff. He spent less than an hour on the newspapers and then it was brought out for his staff to do the market research. Whenever WTSN saw Rob Manhood in MM’s room, he would simply exchange greetings before going into his room. Once a month he would either buy his staff dinner or bring them out for drinks. He still travelled in 1st Class but now it was approved by the Big Boss because the company made more money. In the next annual assessment, WSTN told Rob Manhood that he like his guts.
The responsibility of MM increased when he had to serve 2 bosses, WTSN in the day and Rob Manhood in the night. MM and Rob Manhood acted as if nothing had happened. But once or twice a week, MM would get fuck by Rob Manhood. Even when his merry men asked whether he had done it, Rob Manhood would say that MM would not be interested in an outlaw like him.
LJ was ostracised from Rob Manhood and his merry men. He decided to quit 2 months later. His replacement was another John but this guy was very big size like the Little John character in Robin Hood.
John’s rapport with Rob Manhood and his merry men was good and he was inducted to become the 8th merry man. Finally Rob Manhood got his own Little John, one that didn’t carry the wrong balls.
Now Rob Manhood didn’t have to become an outlaw anymore but then his 8 merry men continued to rob Manhood. Every little excuse the merry men would get Rob Manhood to buy them lunch.
Many audience watching some James Bond movies, always thought that the show was ending, when Bond was romancing the beauty who went through the entire mission with him. Suddenly the villian (whom we thought was killed earlier) appeared from nowhere only to be killed by Bond a second time. Readers would have thought that Rob Manhood had finished with his story but he continued to rattle on.
WSTN was impressed with Rob Manhood when he helped to reorganise the department. The roles and responsibilities were reviewed and changed. Every staff had their scope of work expanded. Each individual’s workload didn’t increase because there were lesser duplications of tasks. WTSN had identified senior and capable staff to supervise 2 junior staff and in such arrangement nobody became indispensable. At the end of the reorg Rob Manhood found himself transported to the US of A to attend a training mission at Atlanta.
It was at his dormitory’s shared bathroom, that Rob Manhood discover one specimen of giant shit. In the course, there were 2 Taiwanese ladies. One was in her early forties and the other mid thirties. Rob Manhood was interested in the younger one but the other one was interested in him. Whenever he wanted to buy lunch for the younger one, he would end up having free lunch from the other one. In his last month of training, Rob Manhood had to quickly decide which one he wanted. When he had the opportunities to approach the younger one, the older one always showed up at the wrong time. Now Rob Manhood was desparate to fuck anyone. He could actually forget both of them and look up KF and KFW.
The good thing about the Americans was that most of their holidays were either on Mondays or Fridays and when that happened they will have an extra long weekend. It was during one of those long weekends that Rob Manhood was found in the Disney World with the older one. This lady looked like a Taiwanese actress playing a mother role in one of the TV serials (don’t asked me the name because I only catch it when I am at my mother-in-law’s place).They spent 2 days and 1 night at the theme park. During that time, Rob Manhood could not comprehend why people would queue and wait 30 - 45 mins for a 5 mins ride on one of the attractions there. He would rather spend his time in the hotel room with the Taiwanese lady. In the room he only needed to wait 5 mins (for the foreplay) to have a ride lasting 30 - 45 mins.
The next night, they found themselves in a Daytona Beach hotel. Within 3 hours, Rob Manhood had his time trial and his actual race on the slippery track in the speedway of the Taiwanese lady. The following day they watched a stock car race in the Daytona International Speedway, the World Centre of Racing. When they returned to Atlanta, they went their separate ways to their own dormitory.
The next 2 weeks, the Taiwanese lady came to Rob Manhood’s room to discuss about their training. That was the excuse they had for recollecting those enjoyable rides at Disney World and the races they participated in Daytona. During the last weekend after their course had ended, Rob Manhood and the Taiwanese lady visited the Kennedy Space Centre Visitor Complex. They decided to check into a hotel to allow Rob Manhood to lauch his spacecraft into the inner space of the Taiwanese lady. After their graduation ceremony, Rob Manhood and the Taiwanese lady went their separate ways. Rob Manhood caught a flight to LA to meet his wife for their second honeymoon.
Next update later in the night.
rudd1234,
Welcome.
All readers,
Sorry for posting late, went out for drinks with friends.
2nd HONEYMOON
The honeymoon was sponsored by Rob Manhood (S) Pte Ltd. Places of interest Rob Manhood and his wife visited.
LA - met Mrs Manhood’s relatives. Hollywood, Universal Studio, Disneyland, Magic Kingdom.
Las Vegas - lost some money.
Grand Canyon - snowing on the ascent and freezing at the top.
San Francisco - Golden Gate Bridge, the Alcatraz (a maximum security prison housing notorious inmates such as Al Capone), Russian Hill (where the car chase in Bullit, starring Steve McQueen was shot), Fisherman’s Wharf, Cable car on Hyde Street and Chinatown.
New York - Statue of Liberty, Empire State Building, World Trade Centre (destroyed during 911 in 2001), Broadway (saw a show), 7th Ave and East 42nd Street (saw some whores soliciting), Niagara Falls.
Honolulu - Diamond Head, Waikiki Beach, Ala Moana Centre and watched a Polynesian Show. Stayed at a hotel (can’t remember the name but it’s 15 mins walk from Ala Moana Centre) where the staff boast that it was the location for a few Hawaii 5-0 episodes.
At Chinatown SF, tried the fried fritters (you tiao) and it was as stiff and hard as an erected rod. Perhaps the owner made it for his own convenience. When he got trouble from bad guys, he could tie 2 of the fritters with a string and use it like the nunchaku, Bruce Lee’s weapon in one of his movies.
Bought a Ralph Lauren Polo shirt at Ala Moana Centre. Only saw the label when back home, which stated “Made in Singapore”.
RETURN OF ROB MANHOOD
When they returned home, Rob Manhood (S) Ptd Ltd almost went bust because of cashflow problem. It would require a few years of savings before the company is financially healthy. The worst part of the training cum honeymoon was Rob Manhood had to lug his heavy luggage that include gifts for his merry men, WTSN and of course the person he was dying to fuck. In addition Mrs Manhood also bought gifts for my parents, her parents, her siblings and for 10 of her nephews and nieces. It was like bringing back the whole US of A.
Everyone especially MM was so glad to see me. I didn’t know who taught MM how to rob. In front of my merry men, she said that I should give a treat to everyone because I had survived an intensive and rigorous course. [Don’t tell me her intelligence was that good. Perhaps it was a report from Atlanta and even a possibility that it came from Taipei.] With the treat, Rob Manhood (S) Pte Ltd would be bankrupt.
It was now a tradition that dinner must be followed by drinks. My merry men quickly set their plan in motion, tried to get MM drunk. Of course, the legendary hero came to the rescue of the lady in distress. “Come on friends. The last time she was so drunk, you all saw what happened. This time, give her a break”. [Also give my pocket a break.] Then I quietly told the silly lady that I wouldn’t fuck drunk lady. So MM remained sober but the problem was all my merry men got drunk. I told MM that I would fuck her the following day, because after sending her home, I returned to the lounge to take care of my merry men. I ensured that they were home safely because the next day was a working day. Luckily all of them were punctual for work but I knew MM was a frustrated lady.
Continue tomorrow.
AD69,
I think most American companies at that time already started outsourcing. Cheap T-shirts bought from shops around Waikiki Beach area were Made in Pakistan. Now most products are Made in China.
City73,
Your reply must be one that took the longest time to appear. I didn’t see it when I turned off the computer last night.
ah_ray,
A warm welcome to you.
Scrubber,
Thanks. If I had described all the fucking action in details in the normal way, I think most readers would be bored. Can I assumed that? Perhaps I am wrong, afterall this is an Adult Discussion about Sex. Women, however good they are in goalkeeping would, once in a while, let in own goals. As I have said earlier, I don’t throw money on those ladies. Spending money on my 2nd honeymoon with my wife was well worth it. Some readers said that reading my narration gave them hard-on, some treated it as fantasies they needed, some said their opposite partners got wet, while others said that it provided good lessons. You are the first one who said that you had a good laugh when you read it. I think the important thing in our life is not to keep things in our heart and let the pressure built up inside our system. Sometimes, it’s better after being scolded to relate it to something funny and laugh it off. There are always the lighter side to everything.
Otamay & Big Brother Yang Punk
Outsourcing was the way to go when labour cost goes up. Whether it is Made in China or Made in Singapore, the quality of the product remains the same as when they were Made in USA. Cheap labour is not necessarily bad workmanship and as long as there is proper QC, the quality will always be there. In fact, I was told that some of those imitation Polo T-shirts were actually factory rejected items.
AMENDED
The next 2 weeks (should be weekends), the Taiwanese lady came to Rob Manhood’s room to discuss about their training.
Mrs Manhood also bought gifts for her colleagues. I think we bought about 20 boxes of chocolates and these were available at local emporiums.
ONE MONTH CELEBRATION
My nephew will be celebrating his daughter’s first month (man yue) tomorrow and today is exactly a month after I started this thread.
UPDATE
The next night when I was at MM’s bedroom, I saw the rose that I had bought from the States for her. She had placed it on her dressing table. It was actually a panties made of thin transparent red fabrics that was folded like a rose. It had a stalk made from green material. “You like the gift? Let me know when you use it”. Her reply was, “You prefer me to cover up?” Actually she was right. Although LB3 had a point that people woud get greater thrill when they saw part of it and imagined what the rest would be. If you had seen it, there was absolutely no thrill when it was covered. I told her I preferred her bare pussy as I removed her panties and then got her completely naked.
It had been 15 weeks, since the last time I fuck her. I knew how I felt when I had not a single fuck for 8 weeks. She wasted no time in removing my clothings. Our fucking session was so intense that it was like fucking her eight days a week (a song by the Beatles). We adopted all imaginable positions for me to cum in her and for her to reach her climaxes one after another. I knew I couldn’t repay her the arrears but at least I had made her happy with a part of the interest in what I owed her. The 2 tired bodies laid motionless on the bed for a long long while.
“You looked really refresh after your long break. How was it in the States?” She enquired about my stay over. “The training was good and I went to visit many places with my wife”. I replied. “You didn’t get to fuck any of your course mates?” She was the one who passed the training instructions with the attendance list to me and she knew there were ladies in the training. “Er, no chance. Actually, I was interested in one Taiwanese but too bad I didn’t have the chance”. I was refering to the younger one. “So she was the one who called you when you just stepped out for lunch? She was a really busy body and you all would know by now what I do with people who keep on probing and talking. Even though I was high and dry, I got another blowjob from her. It’s was the older one who called me.
Another update later tonight.
ml1138,
This last update is for you.
To all readers,
Please don’t stay up late to read my update. You can read leisurely without disruption to your daily life.
FINAL UPDATE FOR THE NIGHT
I will touch on Scrubber’s point about “Ladies are still the best goalkeepers”. Most ladies would guard themselves against casanovas, remeos, playboys, buayas, etc., but in some instances they would inevitably drop their guard. Goalkeepers can be trained like Peter Schmeichel. You can train you girlfriend or fiancee or wife to be the best goalkeeper.
When people lost their girlfriends, fiancees and wives they would always blame them for the breakup. Nobody will admit that they have not trained them. Training would require your care and concern, always feeling comfortable with each other. It had to be give and take, not taking without giving. If I lost my wife because I flirted around with so many women, I couldn’t blame her if she left me. If she knew and gave me a choice between her and those woman, my obvious choice would be her. Even when I was fucking around my family always came first. Call me a hypocrite if you want to, but tell me whether the figures of men having affairs is rising or falling. Whenever I fuck those women, I would leave sufficient loads for her. I was like the butcher, after I fuck them, I have the urge to fuck more. My wife was never deprived of her sexual needs. I don’t throw money on those women like some people do.
Our monthly outing to let our hair down, was always a part of our life. It was the day before one of our outings that I received a call from the Taiwanese lady. She wanted to meet up with me on the day of our outing. I told her that I would be bringing my wife out for dinner and she suggested we could have dinner with her family. My wife agreed. We met the lady, her husband who was businessman, her daughter still studying in the University and her son who was in Secondary 4. Her daughter was pretty and voluptuous. It always gave me a great feeling to find a woman whom you had fuck being so happy with family. My wife was confortable with them because Taiwan was one of her destinations for her overseas trip. The dinner was simply a reunion of 2 former (if you like you can add ‘inter’) course mates.
In an all male working environment, night activities would be card games, eating, drinking and visit to health centres and Geylang. I never joined them to explore Geylang even though they came back with nice juicy stories. I went for massage a few times and I got to know a health centre girl.
I stayed at the company for another 3 years before taking up an offer that gave me prospects and most importantly more money. The person who missed me most was not MM but WTSN. He had lost someone who would always talk back or was it feed back. MM wouldn’t miss me because our working relationship were carried out at night and was not disrupted. My merry would only miss the free lunches but I must sincerely wish them that they find their Robin Hood soon.
So Bond killed the villain a second time and it was time for Rob Manhood to keep his mouth shut. I know readers are dying to shaft their rod in his mouth, if he rattled on.