Faith

Sorry for the long wait bros.

As mentioned, I was working on a story, and it is much darker and longer than those before.

Because it is much darker, it touches on some taboo topics which may not be suitable for everyone.

If you are offended, please do not continue reading and accept my apologies.

To enjoy this piece, please read “The Premonition” first.

here goes.

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My name is Don and a good friend of Sam.

Sam was my buddy in the army and we had survived the jungle in Brunei together. He was not the smartest guy but he was honest and straight forward. I like him as a good friend.

A few months back, Sam had borrowed some money from me and it was returned via mail enclosed with a cheque. In it there was also a letter which told me that Sam and Sara had since gotten married.

Although I was not invited and heard it from a letter, I was happy for Sam. To finally find a woman that he loved. The bonus was that she was hot and rich. I had not heard from them since.

My family is rather well to do as my dad owned a small company in Singapore that design drilling equipment for the oil companies and my elder brother is the General Manager of the company. I was never interested in the business at all.

The relation with my brother was not warm. Perhaps our age gap was too big, but even since young, we did not speak much especially I spent most of my growing up days outside with my friends, due to the very conservative thinking of my family, it was all too stifling for me. I could not take it and left home to strike out on my own from my army days onwards. Of course, during occasions, I would still be back to visit my parents but we never talk about the business.

Since my army days, I had done some betting stuffs which made me some money. Once I had earned enough, I decided to stop doing those illegal things before I got arrested. With some luck, I managed to open a few F&B businesses.

However, due to my inexperience, most of the restaurants lost money or were just breaking even. Finally, I closed all of them, less for 1, which was the most profitable restaurant that I owned.

Even though with this setback, I still had enough savings from my illicit past to live comfortably.

I had never told Sam about my family as I did not want to rely on them.

Sam and Sara had introduced a pretty girl, Vivian, to me. I had never fallen in love with Vivian. Although physically, she was my type of girl, but the main motivation was to help Sam then, but I guessed I had never actually managed to help him in any ways.

It was a Friday when I sent a text to Sam as I was meeting Vivian that night. I had hoped to gather some information from her.

Me msg: bro. I am meeting Vivian. I think I should be able to get her trust tonight.

Sam msg: Are you sure?

Me msg: yes. I am going over to her place now. Will keep you updated.

After that, I called Vivian.

Me: Hi Dear, so where should we meet?

Vivian: Your decision. I am fine.

Me: Is your roommate going to be home?

I knew the answer but I had to pretend that I did not know the answer to it.

Vivian: I don’t think she will be home.

Me: shall we packet and go to your place then?

Vivian: hmmm…ok…. then I’ll head home first since I am still working…

Me: ok….

I got our food and headed to her place.

She opened the door dressed in just a an oversize Tshirt and a tiny shorts. A towel is still wrapped around her head.

Obviously she had just finished her shower.

I set the table while she went into blow her hair.

With her short hair, she was done rather quickly and we had our dinner.

After dinner, we sat around on the mat and watched television as there was no sofa in her rented flat.

Me: Dear, are you sure that your house mate is not coming back?

Vivian: very sure.

She looked at me with questioning eyes.

Vivian: why are you suddenly interested in her?

Me: I did not want her to suddenly appear.

She eyed me suspiciously.

Vivian: Is that a problem?

Me: not really. I want to spend time alone with you. Do you know where she is?

She evaded my question.

Vivian: are you interested in me or her?

Me: definitely you….

vivian: Let’s not talk about her.

She leaned across, her body weight pushing me backwards, causing me to fall back on the big cushion and pressing her lips into mine. Her tongue found mine and she wage war on mine.

While our tongue were fighting, her hands were actively seeking the button on my berms. She managed to remove it very swiftly and unzipped me. Her fingers went underneath my boxers and I felt the warmth of the palm of her hand against the throbbing veins of my manhood.

not wanting her have all the initiative, I reached into her top, went to her back and unclasp her bra.

My fingers her B cups easily and her nipples were already erected. They were just tiny points no bigger than a raisin as I fiddled and played with them.

Her hand retracted from my pants as she lifted herself off me to remove her shirt. Momentarily my mouth was free and with her blue bra still dangling around her shoulders, I took the opportunity to plant my mouth on her nipples.

Vivian: hmmmmmm…..

She did not resist and helped to remove her own bra, leaving her topless. With moving her breasts from my mouth, she squirmed her bottom off and proceed to remove mine as well.

We maneuver ourselves so that she was now laying beneath me. With her weight off me, I licked her little pinkish nipple and moved downwards, licking across her tummy, moving down South.

Her pubes were neatly trimmed in a small rectangular shape. I was surprised that she was not totally shaven as maintaining it in this immaculate shape required more effort.

My tongue move over it, wetting it in the process.

As I moved closer to her nether lips, her womanly aroma drifted to my nostrils. The obvious scent of a the physical heat of a woman.

Although every pussy is unique, hers was special. Her inner and outer labia was not visible along her vulva. It was as if I was looking at a very young girls nether region.

I opened her up slowly and saw her hidden tiny labia lips. She was already wet and moist from her juices as I placed my mouth over it and found her clitoris.

Vivian: aaaahhhh……

She moaned audibly.

In the meantime, she push me back on my back and went on top of me in a 69 position.

Her hand tugged at my dick and whilst I was licking her, she started to suckle my dick.

Both of us emitted sound of pleasure as we continued our oral.

Me: ah….

Vivian: hmmmmm…..

I licked with gusto and I could feel her effort on my meat stick as well.

She surrender to me first as I felt the first quiver on her thighs.

she lifted her mouth away from my dick but my tongue did not stop as she had her orgasm.

Vivian: eeeeekkkk…….ughhhhh…..ggggghhhh….

She emitted sounds of pleasure as she collapsed on top of me.

I only stopped licking her when the convulsions stopped rippling across her body.

She moved away from me and laid besides me, panting and with her eyes closed.

Vivian: that was nice…. do you have a condom? I need you inside me….

I was already prepared as I went to my wallet, took the condom out and capped myself.

Without prompting, she spread her legs for me. I placed my fingers on her vagina as I intended to widen her tunnel as I did not do so earlier.

Vivian: no….no…need fingers…. I need you cock…. Now….

She commanded me.

I wasted no time and moved myself into position between her legs. Holding on my cock, I placed my dick head on her entrance, preparing to enter her slowly for fear of hurting her.

However, she was the impatient one as she grabbed hold of my hips and pulled me into her.

Vivian: UUURRRRRGGHHH!

Her voice came out loud and hoarse. For a second, I thought I had hurt her.

Vivian: OH….. GOOOOOODDD…. SOOOOO…. GOOODDDDD…..

When I heard that, I knew that she liked it rough. Without further ado, I held and placed both her legs on my shoulders, leaning forward so that her butt is in the air, and I plunge my rod into her.

Deep into her until I felt the tip of my dick hit her uterus.

Vivian: RRRRRRGHHHHH…… GOOOO!!!!! GO! FASTER!!

I rammed her hard and fast as I watched her eyes rolled to show the whites.

Vivian: FUCK…..aRRRGghhhhh….. ARRRRGGHHHH….

Within a few intense strokes, her pupils had dilated and she was already panting.

I watched her hair already messy from the prior blowjob that she had given me, was now starting to cake with her sweat.

The next few strokes, she started to orgasm as I feel the squeeze of her vagina walls against my cock.

Vivian: UGGHHHHHHHH…………OOOOOHHHHHHHHH…….UGHHHH HH……

Her loud moans sounded like beast that was injured but it only added to my state of arousal. The experience was too much for me as I felt myself about to explode.

I pulled myself out of her, removed the condom and ejaculated on her body. I watched as my first shot landed on her face but she did not squirm as she was still in the process of subsiding from her own orgasm.

The remaining of my shots landed on her boobs and finally on abdomen, looking like a chain of pearl necklace on her body.

Exhausted from the intense session, I lay down beside her.

We had 2 other sessions that night but because of the sex, I was totally spent and did not managed to get the information I was hoping to get.

Perhaps I could get those information from her in the next meeting since I still had time. Little did I know that it would be the last time I would see Vivian.

I left her place the next morning and I received that last phone call from Sam.

Sam: bro, how is it?

Me: I’ll tell you the story some other time.

Sam: We don’t have time.

Me: I thought I had 2 weeks to help you?

He told me about his trip.

Me: oh…. ok…. sorry, I haven’t managed to get any information. I was about to tell you about the sex we had.

Sam: I don’t want to hear about that now.

Me: sorry bro….. and take care… both of you….

After that, he hung up.

The conversation was brief and all he mentioned that Sara and himself were made to go to Jakarta by Lucy. He did not explained much and I was worried about him.

Through Sam, I already knew Lucy was not easy to handle. I wondered if he would get into any trouble.

I decided not to pace aimlessly around the house and decided to go out for a walk alone as I intended to ditch Vivian since Sam did not need me to gather further information from her anymore.

That was when I met Faith.

I was aimlessly walking the whole day around town. It was already past 8pm when my tired legs brought me to a club and I decided to head into for a drink.

There was a queue by the entrance and the 2 door bitches were pretty. I spotted a guy cut the queue and was told by those in the queue to move to the back of the line.

I watched as he just smiled and walked right past the barrier. He nodded at the bouncer and went behind both the girls, grabbing their asses both at the same time. But as they did not respond and just smiled at him, I assumed that he knew them.

I followed in behind and the queue stared at me as I also went past the barrier.

Someone: He is also going to grab their asses. Wanna bet?

I could feel their eyes staring at me and was expecting the same audacity as the previous guy, but unfortunately, I could not provide the same entertainment as I did not know the girls and would not want to be accused of molest.

The bouncer recognized me as I walked past him and went in. I was offered a table by the staffs as I was a regular of the place and was a privileged member there. I knew the owner of the place as I was introduced to her by a business associate the first time I was there. I liked the ambience there and since then, this was my only drinking hole.

I was not in the mood to do any hunting tonight but rather to dwell on the fact that I did not made myself useful to Sam.

As I poured myself a shot, I heard a voice speaking behind me.

Voice: Is this seat taken?

I turned my head and looked at the person. Even with the number of women I had before, I did a second take.

She was beautiful. She had “cat slit eyes” coupled with high cheeks bones and luscious lips. Her flowing hair did not cover her face and instead accentuated it. She was tall for a woman, almost up to my height of 1.75m with her 4inch heels, with an hour glass body. Her halter-neck full length dress had a slit on the side and showed alot of her long slender legs. Her C Cups were not large for her height.

She had the precise look of a ice princess. Those kind that had the type of stuck-up look, who will wrinkle their nose at any men on the street. The kind of snobbish aura that some type of woman emitted.

A quick estimate in the darkness, I suspected that she should be about 28.

Ice Princess: hello, is this seat taken?

I caught myself from my initial awe.

Me: no. It is not.

She sat down on the high chair besides me and gave me a dirty look, without speaking.

Me: Excuse me?!

She glare at me from the corner of her eyes.

Me: you took the seat here. I do not think that I offended you in any ways?

Ice Princess: If you are thinking that I am coming onto you, go fly a kite.

Me: what?!

She was plain rude.

Me: oh come on! First, you took a seat on my table. Next, you accused me of trying to… errrmmm… trying to….

I was trying to think of a way to finish my sentence.

Ice Princess: ok good. Then don’t think of anything and shut up.

I did not know how to reply to her as I had never met someone so rude before.

Me: ok. This is ridiculous. You are very impolite. Could you please find another table?

Ice Princess: If you don’t mind, can you keep quiet? I am trying to figure a way to shake off those 3 bozos.

I looked at the direction where she was looking at. Amongst the crowd, I noticed 3 guys that were spying at her. One look and I could tell that they were out for a hunt tonight. The ice princess is their primary target.

Me: that is not my problem. Please leave.

Ice Princess: I did not say it is your problem. It’s mine and I will solve it.

She turned to me and looked straight into my eyes. They were squinted into small alluring slits. I was captivated by her look and stared for a second too long into hers.

Ice Princess: Like I said, don’t even think. It just happened that you are alone and the seats are empty here.

I peeled my eyes from her face. Even though she was very rude, I was still impressed by her looks.

The thoughts of Sam momentarily disappeared from my mind. I was now only focused on this woman in front of me. She was a difficult proposition and that gave me a sense of challenge.

Something that I had not felt in a long time.

The women I had were either impressed with my looks or my money. This woman here was not and in fact seemed cynical of me.

Me: I am not thinking of anything. So don’t worry.

Ice Princess: Good.

She turned away from me and turned back to study the 3 musketeers. They were no longer in their area and she seemed to nonchalantly scout the surroundings for them, expecting to see them making their move.

I spotted them before she did. They were just 3 paces off my table, closing in. They were not the kind that will let go of their prey once they got a wisp that she is single.

Before anything, I put my hand on her shoulder and leaned my body close to her. She tensed her body and started to turn towards me. I could tell that she was either preparing to slap me or elbow me in the ribs.

Me: shut up and don’t move. They are behind us.

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She quickly caught her composure and relaxed herself, leaning against my shoulder.

They appeared besides her, standing at our table.

1st guy: hey baby…. him is your boyfriend?

He started with his broken English.

Her head left my shoulder and her arms crossed under mine.

Ice Princess: Yes. What do you want?

2nd guy: where your cup? no drinking?

As they stood in front of us, I could see their multi-coloured hair and arms full of tiger and dragon tattoos. Now I knew the reason she seek my help, even if she did not realized that.

3rd guy: you sure your boyfriend?

I looked at the 3 of them. They were definitely smaller than me. But there was no reason for me to take them down. In my youngers days when I was rash headed, maybe. But I was now in my mid-thirties and had mellowed as well.

Me: guys, thanks for your concerns. we appreciate if you could allow us to spend time alone.

1st guy: Hey! I talking to you or not?

The 2nd guy slam his hand on my table and jabbed his finger on my chest.

2nd guy: siao eh….. ai zou hero si boh? (are you trying to be a hero?)

I almost rolled my eyes at him.

Me: no…no…. I am not…. we just want to enjoy our evening…. sorry if we disturb you…. we can leave the place if you are uncomfortable with us.

I was not chickening out but from my experiences, I knew that this would most probably dissipate the tension. However, it was spoilt by the ice princess.

Ice princess: wait. Why should we leave. They should leave instead.

That was it.

3rd guy: wa…. you want to stay here and party with us is it? Like us?

His slimy hand reach out forward, attempting to touch her face.

At this instance, I was about to grab his finger and twist it when suddenly I felt some presence behind me.

Bouncer A: Sir, any thing the problem?

I turned and look. One of the bouncer who was bigger than me was standing behind me facing the 3 guys and staring at them. There was another 2 standing besides him waiting to support.

If I told him that the 3 were causing a nuisance, they would be thrown out of the club. However, that would not be all. They could be waiting outside the club for me and ambush me while I was leaving.

I knew that the situation could still be controlled.

Me: no…. we are just talking. Nothing much.

Bouncer A: Are you 3 causing problem?

Ice princess: yes… they ….. mmmppppfpffffffpppp…..

I covered her mouth to prevent her from speaking further.

Me: nothing much. I am sure they are here to have their fun as well.

1st guy: gia la… gia la….. (let’s go)

He told him gang and they turned and walked off into the crowd. I released the ice princess and she stared angrily at me.

Bouncer A: if you want me to throw them out the club, let me know.

Me: no…. just let them be…. I’ll let you know. Thanks.

After everyone had left our table, the ice princess spoke.

Ice princess: are you a chicken?

Me: no. but is there a need to get into trouble?

Ice princess: what trouble? They created one. They should answer for it.

Me: See, they left. Now you can have your fun.

she crossed her hands in front of her chest. I could see her creamy cleavage between the V-shape of her halter-neck.

Ice Princess: I am in no mood for fun now.

Me: Ok…. then stay and accompany me.

Ice Princess: No….

Me: anyway you are alone.

Ice Princess: says who!

now she sounded like a spoilt child. I did not bother to answer and poured her a drink.

Me: ok…ok…. you are not alone….. so, can I offer you a drink?

She took it angrily and stared away from me, looking into the crowd. After a song, I spoke again.

Me: I am Don. What’s yours?

Without looking at me, she replied.

Ice Princess: Faith.

To say that there was not much conversation between us was an understatement. There were none. After she finished her drink, she stood up.

Faith: thanks for the drink. Those 3 bozos spoilt the night. I am leaving.

I knew better than to ask for her number. I looked around the crowd, spotted the 3 guys hanging out with some girls now and knew that she was safe to go off alone.

Me: bye.

with that, she disappeared into the crowd.

Even I was attracted to her, I was not disappointed that I did not get her number.

Saturday

Vivian never did contacted me again since that night and I was glad even though I did not know the reason. She gave me a good fuck, but I was not really interested in her.

Monday

As fate happened, the F&B manager of my restaurant called me and said that she needed to return immediately to her hometown as her kid was ill. No matter how I tried, I could not persuade her. After meeting me to collect the cash, she took a flight back home that night.

I could not do without a floor manager and I published an advertisement in the papers the very next day.

Tuesday

I received a ton of resumes from the job ad and I was going through the resumes when I was surprised to find Faith’s amongst it.

Obviously she did not know that I was the owner as she had behaved badly towards me last week.

I pondered for a moment before I called her and arranged for an interview.

Wednesday

She came down to the restaurant the next day. She was dressed differently from that night. In just plain TShirt and jeans, she still looked stunningly beautiful but her condescending attitude still remained.

If she was surprised to see me, she did not show it.

Faith: I didn’t know that you are the hiring manager. I guessed that I am not going to get the job.

Me: please have a seat.

Faith: what is it? To mock me?

She had a bachelor in BA. I was the surprise one instead.

Me: why are you looking to work as a F&B manager? You have a business degree.

Faith: so what? Can’t I pursue my interest? Can you come straight to the point, if you are not hiring me, don’t waste my time.

Me: wait. you can start work tomorrow since you are available immediately.

I told her the pay and expectations.

Although I knew she had the attitude but to me, that is the kind of attitude that will get her through the difficult customers. Being a F&B manager is not easy as she sometimes had to deal with the unreasonable customers.

She agreed to the terms and commenced work.

I was definitely interested to get to know her better. However, it was inappropriate to use my ranking to show favoritism. The only thing I could do was dropped by the restaurant more often once she started work.

Thursday

There was a standard uniform that my staffs wore.

For the serving staffs, they wore white shirt or blouse with black pants. For the manager, Faith also wore a white buttoned blouse, but she had to wear black skirt.

I arrived at my restaurant at 10am. We were due to commence business at 11am. My target is the lunch and dinner crowd as the restaurant was not located in a mall.

The chef were the first to arrive and the 2 of them were surprised to see me.

Chef 1: boss, so early?

Me: yah. The new manager is coming today. I need to guide her.

Chef 2: aiyah. Just leave her to us. We will guide her.

Me: Go do your job….

They left me alone at the counter and disappeared into the kitchen. Faith appeared at 1030am in her Tshirt and shorts.

Me: Morning….

Faith: morning….

Me: your uniform….

I passed her the set that was worn by the previous manager. It had already went to the laundry.

The previous manager was much shorter and smaller size but they were both equally slim. So I expected the uniform to fit her.

She took it, changed and came out. I did a triple take at her.

The waist fitted properly but the skirt was short. It went up above her mid thigh, making her seemed like she was wearing a mini-skirt and showing off alot of her legs.

The top was worse because of her cup size, the buttons were stretched across her front, almost pulling the blouse apart. The laced pattern of her bra could be seen clearly as it pushed against the white fabric.

She did not look too happy with me.

Faith: Is this what you expect me to wear to serve customers?

Me: errrm…. sorry…. I mean…. my oversight.

Faith: Is there something else that I could use?

Me: this was catered to the previous manager.

She frowned at me with her arms on her hips. Her actions stretched her top even further and holes appeared between the buttons. I could see her pinkish bra as well as her smooth fair skin of her body.

Faith: This won’t do. Find a solution.

Me: errrm…. ok…. why not you just go to the mall opposite and purchase a white top first. Then use it temporary while we order a new one for you.

Faith: money please.

She stretch out her hand.

I looked at her quizzingly.

Faith: You are the boss. Don’t expect me to pay for it.

I passed $50 to her and after changing back to her own clothes, she went off.

The other staffs appeared soon and started to prepare the restaurant for the day.

Faith came back about 45mins later. She changed the top and wore back the same tiny skirt as I introduced her to the staffs. Both chef did a second look at her and took a brief glance at me before retreating back to the kitchen.

The customers started to arrive and the lunch crowd was flowing in.

The staffs were busy and I gave Faith briefing as she also started to assist in the servings.

I took peeks at her long legs and perky butt that was accentuated by her tight little skirt. I could also see some of the regular male customers had more requests than usual.

Business was brisk and time passed quickly.

Soon lunch hour passed and the customers dwindled.

I got Faith besides me at the counter.

Me: I am going to entrust you with the cashier from today onwards.

Faith: why me?

Me: because you are the manager. So any shortfall, it’s your responsibility.

I was glad she did not shrink her responsibilities.

During the lull period, I quickly showed her other stuffs, including the inventories and suppliers numbers as well.

The time passed again and the dinner crowd started flowing in.

Finally, after 12hours, at 10pm, we closed the shop.

The staffs left and only Faith and myself stayed behind. I showed her the closing of the system and exhausted, she sat down on the chair.

Faith: your restaurant made alot for 1 day. Business seemed good.

Me: not too bad.

Faith: what about my clothes tomorrow? money please….

I was stunned for a moment, unsure of what she meant.

Faith: to buy my clothes.

Me: do you have any of your own that you can wear first?

Faith: this is your restaurant…..

Me: ok, then buy it tomorrow….. but then I will pick you at 9am in the morning at your place….

Faith: I can make the purchase and then come here on my own.

Me: not here. We are to go to the supplier to get your measurements.

Faith: I can provide it to them.

Me: no. If you noticed, the uniforms of the staffs are all tailored.

She thought about it before replying.

Faith: fine. Then give me the address. I’ll meet you there.

Me: I stay near your place. So we’ll go together.

Faith: are you trying to court me? let me tell you first, you are not my type.

Me: You are not mine as well. So don’t worry.

Faith: are you done talking? I am tired and want to head home.

Me: let me drive you back.

Faith: I can find my way home.

Me: I already told you that I stayed near your place. Come. Let’s go.

With that, after she changed back to her clothes, I ushered her to my car and send her back. She did not protest and promptly fell asleep. I took the opportunity to scrutinize her.

Her long flawless legs, her beautiful features, her long hair, were all beautiful and sexy to me. Only thing was her attitude but I was sure I would make her mine sooner or later.