He was checking her out from head to toe, no doubt thinking of how he wants to rape her. His intention is obvious.
Denise was perfect. She looked amazing.
She fucking even put a fake mole near the side of her eyes. It’s small but noticeable. I don’t know why, but that added detail suddenly makes me want her.
In a sexual way and lustful way.
Denise smoothed out her dress, touching herself on the buttocks, not that her tight dress needed and smoothing. As she ran her hands down, she lowered her body gracefully onto the chair in front of Issac, lifted up her legs and crossed them.
When she crossed her legs, she deliberately brushed her heel against Issac’s calves.
She fanned herself with her right wrist in a slow deliberate manner, drawing attention to her cleavage.
Denise leaned forward, exposing her low cut dress to Issac, rest her chin on her limp wrist and gave one of the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen from her.
Her lustful and soul grabbing gaze lasted for a couple of seconds before she spoke in a haughty manner directing her gaze at me.
Denise : You ok with your dog listening in on our conversation ….. ?
Issac grinned and hung up all the phone.
Issac pointed a finger at me, asking me to tell Soh to stay on the bus till the end of the line.
I made the call and told Soh someone is following them to make sure they stay on.
Soh : Jim…. We’re fucked if Issac gets hurt….
Jim : He’ll be fine… I’m here…. I’ll give you updates every 5 minutes…. Call me if I don’t get back to you….
Soh : All yours bro…. Soh out…
I hung up and took a seat behind Denise, in a deliberate attempt to block her exit, and of course, as a show to Issac that I’m doing my job.
Issac nodded with a smile.
Denise cast a glance over her bare shoulders with a smirk as she acknowledged my presence.
Denise : now…… Shall we get down to business ?
Issac : HAHAHAHAHAHAWHAHAHAHa…. Hahahahahaha….
Issac did a big show of clapping his hands before slamming the table in front of Denise with a bang.
Issac : You come here alone……. Empty handed…… and you expect to do business with me ?? hahahah…. Are you stupid ??? hahahahaha…..
Denise was unfazed.
Not a bit impressed too.
Perhaps it came from her unofficial tenure as Herman’s sugarbabe. I’m sure she had to meet people from all walks of life.
In a cool and classy voice that even surprised me, Denise said something that made my hair stand on it’s end.
Denise : I can normally tell how intelligent a man is…….. by how stupid he thinks I am….
In a relaxed stance, Denise continued staring at Issac.
Issac laughed again, louder this time round as he slurps up his saliva and sucks on the crevices of his teeth.
Issac : You had my curiosity……… now you have my attention….
Denise : Good….
……………………………………………………
What’s the game plan here you ask ?
It’s really simple actually.
Get Marie’s passport, and get the fuck out of that place.
That’s it. I don’t care what I have to do, I will cheat, lie and steal if I have to.
That’s actually the simple part. Denise could always grab the passport and start running, but if I wanted her to do that, I would have gotten her to turn up in gym attire. There’s really not much Issac can do anyway.
He’s not going to grab a girl in public with her screaming and waving her hands in the air.
The trick is getting Issac to stay away after all this is over. Stay away from Denise, away from Nelly, away from Marie and close this chapter. So, I have to use the hardisk to my advantage and give Issac something else to focus on.
Then again, Issac would never take it lying down if he kept losing. He must get something in return.
To end this Issac must think that he stands to gain more by cooperating.
The key here is to keep his attention on Denise and the mystery people behind her.
Issac : Who are you ……… what’s your name ??
Denise : you just called me a bitch a moment ago….
Issac : Oh… come on… it was in a fit of anger… you can’t be that narrow minded… hahaha…
Denise smiled and gave a reply we rehearsed beforehand.
Denise : I work for a company…. That pretty much does the same things the guys you hire do…. Just that we are a lot more…… expensive…. And… professional….
Denise reached for a namecard from her Chanel bag and passed it to Issac. It’s just a piece of black cardboard we cut out of her shoebox. There is nothing written on it but a number from a prepaid calling card, the texture feels expensive and there was a shimmer to it. Denise simply drew a letter ‘D’ in gold ink at the bottom right corner.
Issac : I see…. What does ‘D’ stand for ? …..And I wonder how is it possible that Marie can afford your service….
Issac tried to see what’s on the card and Denise told him it takes a bit of brains to work out the rest of the company’s details.
Denise : ‘D’……… call me ‘D’ ………… you can reach me on that number…
Issac chuckled and kept the card in his pocket.
Denise: Well… my boss does a bit of charity work every now and then……Marie is one of them….let’s just say it’s Marie lucky day since their paths crossed a while back… Anyway… let’s get to the point….
Issac : and what is that ?
Denise stood up, and went to help herself to a bottle of water. She unscrewed the cap behind Issac who remained seated but angled his head slightly to see what Denise was doing.
Placing a glass on the table, she filled it slowly beside Issac, letting the allure of her fragrance reach Issac’s nostril. Issac was presented with her flat tummy, and the firmness of Denise’s thighs.
Every move Denise made caused her tight dress to shift, revealing more of her delicious thighs. I could smell her from where I stood. The whole package that she presented herself as, I could see why Herman wanted her.
It really made me wonder if she was like this before Herman made her the offer, or rather, she became this way after Herman changed her.
Issac’s eyes never left Denise. One moment they were looking at how firm her buttocks were, another moment he was looking at the hem of her short dress.
Then it drifted to her cleavage.
Then it went to her calves, down to her ankles, to her heels.
Her slender arms, her wrist with a silver bangle. And I have no doubts what Issac finally settled his eyes on.
It was the same item that I could not tear my eyes away from too.
It was a black choker necklace around Denise’s neck. The centre of which is a plain solid gold clasp with a single black pearl hanging 1cm off the clasp.
It felt like there was some magic imbued in that accessory.
Clasped tightly around Denise’s neck, it kept drawing my attention, my eyes kept looking at it. It stood out perfectly against her smooth and fair skin.
Denise is good.
I have to give it to her.
She knows what men wants.
What they really want.
And Denise could see right through the façade everyone of us chose to put up, she knew deep down what we craved. What we really thought of when we look at girls like her.
I bet she knows where the men are looking too when they admired her toned body.
You know the feeling you get when you see someone really hot, desirable and confident. Then out of nowhere you get scenes and scenarios of despicable acts you want to do to her.
Acts that you would keep to yourself as you feast your eyes on the body and feel the rise in your cock.
If a really close and good friend were right beside you, you would no doubt share a knowing look, a crooked smile, mentally transmitting a message to each other that you would grab and fuck her brains out if given the chance.
That was exactly what I was feeling at the moment.
Morals went right out the door as I watch Denise brushed back a stray fringe of her hair as she set the bottle of water down.
Everything happened within a couple of seconds. It felt natural, there was no play acting there or the vibe of someone trying too hard.
You can tell if a girl is trying to act coy, or slut like but not this.
It just happened so naturally.
There was almost a hint of sincerity in the Denise’s action.
Denise’s delicate fingers rested on Issac’s shoulders, giving him a firm press before sliding down his chest from behind, her hair fell onto Issac’s head and I could see Issac turning to smell Denise.
Denise : I’ll tell you what I want….. and you tell me what you want…. Fair enough ??
Issac : hahahaha….. I can’t wait….
Denise’s hands reached for the glass of water and brought it up slowly for a drink as she straightened her body.
Her lush red lips touched the clear glass as she kept her gaze steady at Issac. Issac smiled and bit his lips as he exhaled and looked away before looking back at Denise in anticipation.
How the fuck does a girl behave like this without even blushing ?
Denise left a imprint of her lip in the seductive shade of her lip gloss on the glass as she set it down on the table in front of Issac .
Denise : I want….Marie’s passport… and you will forget about her…. Her sister Nelly… and everything that happened….. you’re not to contact them again…..not too much to ask for I hope….
Issac grinned as he looked at Denise lustfully, he stroke her waist as he mentally violated her body beneath that tight dress. I could see his hands sliding down the back of Denise’s dress, touching Denise’s buttocks.
Denise remained composed as Issac’s palms circled and kneaded Denise’s tight bums, his fingers toying with the hem of her short dress.
Issac : what do I get then ? hahaha…
Denise : Tell me what you want in return ?? ….
Issac : I can have anything ??? hahahahah….
Denise smiled and gave Issac a playful Jab on the side of his head.
Denise : I am not……. A thing…
Issac laughed so loud and hearty that his voice filled the whole café.
Issac : hahaha.. well…… I’m…. interested in a good deal…. But I’m not sure you are it….hahaha….
Denise smirk and she started to change her tack now that she has gotten Issac’s attention.
There’s no point in trying to model Denise into another weak little helpless girl for Issac to torture. Issac could easily find another girl like this, another willing sucker, what I wanted Denise to be was to become a female version of Issac.
If Denise is really who she say she is, working for such a company, Issac would probably know in the back of his mind that there is no way she would allow herself to be treated in the manner he treated Marie.
It would be too suspicious.
For his encounter with Denise , it’s about power and control.
People are turned on by different things. Different strokes for different folks.
Issac gets off with being in control.
He’s hungry for power, and for people like that. There is only one thing that excites them more then the idea of having a weak prey in front of them.
Yes, you guess it.
It’s another predator just like them.
And if this fellow species is a female, Issac would find her irresistible
So rather than presenting Denise as a victim, I wanted to present her as a playmate instead.
That would be the real key to getting Issac’s attention. He would not think twice about throwing Marie aside if he could get a playmate like Denise.
Now, in order to achieve this, I have already planned on being the sacrificial lamb.
What is a couple of slaps, and having a glass of water thrown at me if I can solve this issue for Marie ? Just a bit of play acting on my part to bring out the part. You know, drama mama a little, show how sadistic Denise is and all.
Chicken feet.
Denise : I have a good deal for you alright…. Don’t worry….
Denise made a call on her phone and asked Marie to come on into the café.
Barely 30 seconds past and Marie entered through the glass door.
Issac levelled his eyes on Marie who walked towards Denise and stopped beside her.
Denise : Alright… say what you have to say…. And let’s wrap this up….
Marie gritted her teeth and delivered a long continuous sentence without taking a moment to breathe.
Marie : I want you to stop bothering me , I want you to stay away from me and my sister, I don’t ever want to see you again and if you don’t want me to report what you have done to the police, you better don’t call me ever again !!
Anyone could tell Marie was still afraid of Issac and I know there is no way to hide that fear, so might as well show it.
Show it properly.
The moment Marie got all of it out, she just looked at Denise who was calmly looking at her fingernails.
Denise : You done ?? That’s all ?
Marie : And… and…. i….. I have the hardisk….. I will…. I will use it as my guarantee….
Issac was glaring at Marie by then and it was time for Denise to step in.
As I mentioned earlier, Marie cannot always be the one winning. This would be the time to make it appear as if Issac has got the better deal.
Denise : Wrong Marie….
Marie : huh… what ??
Denise : The hardisk…. Stays with the company….
Issac looked at Denise with a questioning look.
Denise : We will be the custodian for the hard disk… not you…
Marie : but… but….
Denise turned to Marie and delivered her line perfectly.
Denise : You will leave this country….and not step foot back in again for at least 6 months… you will not tell anyone about this…..as far as the company is concerned, you don’t know Issac…. You guys were not in a relationship…. Am I clear ??
Marie : What !!…
I could see Issac grinning as he looked at Denise.
Denise : This is our condition for helping you….. give and take…..
Marie : but…. No !!.. how could you …!.. I thought… I thought you are helping me !!..
Denise : We help to solve the problem Marie… we don’t take sides…. End of the day, it’s about both parties… getting what they want… you want to be left alone… there… this is it….
And in a low murderous voice, Denise spoke coldly towards Marie.
Denise : We’ve seen the content of the disk, it’s not hard to edit out certain portions…. And leak the rest as a sex scandal over the net…. No one will ever know it’s us… but for you…. as a girl… I’m afraid the implications….would be…. Haha… you can imagine the rest..
Marie : YOU!!!
Marie was on the verge of tears as she glared at Denise who reached over to Issac’s side and took the passport calmly from the table.
Denise : Take our offer…. Or the deal is off….
Right on que, Marie burst into tears as she grabbed her passport before leaving the café.
I could see Issac smiling and smirking as Denise redirected her attention to Issac.
Issac : I like your style girl… hahaha… I like your style…
Denise kept her expression neutral and turned to Issac.
Denise : The disk is a double edge sword Issac…. As the custodian for the disk…. We would like your cooperation….bury this…. cease all contact with Marie and her sister Nelly…. Can you do that ?
Issac laughed and nodded his head slowly as if he was considering what Denise just proposed.
Issaac : what about the give and take part ?? … haha
Denise : Oh…. That…. I mean….. you give….. and we take…
Issac : hahahahaha
There was no hiding Issac’s amusement from his interaction with Denise.
Denise : Our company…. Has a 100% success rate for all projects commissioned…. And my boss… he doesn’t like people who don’t cooperate…. You don’t want me to get a bad appraisal right ? ~~~
Denise did a couple of her wide eye blink as Issac chuckled.
Issac : Are you threatening me ? hahahaha… hahah…
Denise : No… I’m giving you a word of advice….
At the moment, my phone rang and it was Soh asking for updates.
Jim : hello……Issac is fine… Marie was here…. Her friend is still here… they’re just talking… yeah… will keep you updated….
And then I hung up.
Issac : Well…. I don’t know…. I’m not convinced hahaha…. Seems you are all talk…. I’m not sure how much to believe…..and if your company is really as connected at you say it is… haha..
Denise reached into her bag and took out her phone.
Denise : We are connected……and when you are well connected… you can get people to do things…. Things that they themselves don’t know they would do….
Issac raised an eyebrow as Denise pretended to check her phone messages.
Denise : Soh’s the boss….. Mohan, Eric, Tommy, Nelson….Jim, Derrick, Rizwan…. Did I miss out anyone…
I pretended to look at Denise in surprise and I could see Issac observing me from where he sat.
Jim : Who the fuck are you…
Denise : hahhaah…. Which one are you ?? … definitely not Mohan or Rizwan I think… Eric ? …. Nelson ??
Jim : No…. I’m Jim… what the fuck is this ?? …
Denise then proceeded to make a call.
The call went to Marie, that I know. Marie would then give me a call in an attempt to show that some mysterious figure on the other line is pulling my string.
Denise : Jim….
That was all she said in an attempted to appear cool.
Jim : What the fuck…??
I waited for my phone to ring and 30 seconds later it did.
Jim : Hellow ? …. WHAT !!!
I spoke loudly and glared at Denise after I hung up.
Jim : What the fuck is this ?!!
I took a step in a threatening manner towards Denise.
Issac looked on, puzzled by our exchange.
I braced myself for it. This is the point where Denise starts to humiliate me and shit. You know, pretend to spit, “pui pui “ into a glass of water, asks me to drink it, gives me a slap, pour the water over my head and all.
I will become really angry, threatening to hit Denise but I can’t do anything and all while she demonstrates the power she has over me.
Do some stuff so it gives Issac a mind fuck and he takes the deal. Bury this shit and of course, Denise would agree to go out with him and all, just call her.
There, simple right ? Act act only.
No.
Denise : Jim….
Denise pretended to scroll through her phone messages as she read out the contents.
Denise : I see… you’ve been volunteering pretty hard to get your kid into school it seems….. I’m afraid it’s all going to be a waste of effort….
Jim : What the fuck…. Who did you call !!
I raised my voice slightly and Issac asked me what happened but I ignored him .
Denise : It’s none of your business…… you either do as I say…. I’ll make sure your kid goes into the school of your choice…. Or…. Well…. Your volunteering records could just easily get lost… you know… temporary admin stuff mess up records all the time…
Jim : You !!
I grabbed the bottle of water and tried to throw it at Denise but Issac stood up and stopped me.
Issac : Woah.. woah.. relax bro… ahahha.. don’t hit a girl la…. Hahah…
I took a deep breath and braced myself.
This was the que for Denise.
Throw the glass of water at me. Slap me a couple of times, abuse me verbally.
I say sorry, look miserable and wrap it up but no.
Denise did not follow the script.
Denise stood up and leaned forward slightly on the desk, her legs parted and her body continued to bend lower the same time her right hand reached under her dress.
What the fuck is she doing ??
I watched in horror as Denise keep her expression neutral as her hand disappeared under her dress. Issac’s eyes too remained glued on Denise as she held onto something and she frowned.
She fucking frowned and moaned.
I don’t believe this.
This was not part of the plan. We didn’t ever discuss this.
What the fuck is she trying to do.
Denise : ahh..ern… ernghhhh!! Erngh !
Then with a gasp, I realised I was the one getting mind fucked when I saw Denise pull out a tampon, holding it by the string at the end.
Issac: What the fuck !… what the fuck !!!
Issac stood up from his chair and backed away as he looked at Denise, no doubt disgusted by what she did.
Chairs and table collided into each other as Issac and I backed away, giving Denise a good 1metre berth.
Then to my horror, Denise put the tampon into the glass of water on the table. It’s still white by the way, no blood thankfully.
I watched the tampon went in and started to absorb most of the water but there was still a good portion of it in the glass.
Issac: Are you mad ??!!
Denise chuckled, pleased that she demonstrated her psychopath character properly.
Denise : Why ? … haven you guys seen a tampon before ??
Denise sighed and crossed her legs again before giving a slut like come fuck me look.
Denise : drink it…
Jim : WHAT !!!
Issac : WHAT !!!
Even Issac exclaimed in horror as he looked at Denise.
Denise : Not you Issac… him… hahaha… I’m looking forward to have you as a client in the future you know…. Hahhaa…
I was staring at Denise, wide eyed in surprise as she remained expressionless, staring at me.
Denise : Drink it Jim…
Jim : FUCK YOU!!…. I don’t work for you .!!
My phone rang again, it was Soh
Jim : Soh.. yah… all ok…. Still talking… yes… do you stay on the bus ?? how I know… ask Issac …
I looked at Issac and he nodded, no doubt eager to see what Denise is really made of.
Jim : Yes… Issac says to remain……. Alright… bye…
I looked at Issac and gestured roughly to him.
Jim : What the fuck man.. you are the one that is suppose to negotiate with her… why drag me into this ?? I’m just here to make sure you are safe….
Denise giggled and replied.
Denise : He’s a potential client in the future… I can’t possibly use him as an example can i…. whereas you….. you’re expendable…
Jim : Fuck you !…. who the fuck do you think you are…
I glared at Denise as I tried to drill home the message to ask her to keep to the script.
Denise ignored me and made another call to Marie to send another que to her to call me again.
Fuck, she cannot be serious.
My phone rang again, this time round Issac waited eagerly for me to pick up.
Jim : WHAT !! …
I looked at Issac, then to Denise who maintained that haughty look on her face. A look that made me want to violate her in every way possible.
My grim expression coupled with my helplessness must be quite a sight to watch. I could see Issac looking at me, eager to see my next move.
I hung up again and looked at Denise in disbelief.
She held onto the white sting of the tampon and gave it a tug, in the same manner in which you dip your tea bag into hot water, and she pushed the glass towards me.
Issac : So… are you… going to do it ?? hahaaha…..
I looked at Issac and told him to shut the fuck up, taking my anger out on him but it had no effect.
He could feel it, my frustration, yet he was eager to see me do it.
My god, Denise. I am so going to rape her after this is over.
Unhappy that she was made to wait Denise up the stakes.
Denise : Drink it Jim… or the deal with Issac is off…. I’m taking the disk to the police… and he’s fucked…. And you would have failed your duty…
Issac : WHAT !!
Issac exclaimed in surprised as I glared at Denise, trying to communicate via telepathy to get her to stop her nonsense and stick to the script.
Denise : hahah… you’re the boss Issac… get him to drink it and save you then… hahaha…
Issac : hahaha… I like this… hahaha.. I’m enjoying this in fact… hahahaha…you are amazing…. Go on Jim… do your job…. Do it !!
The only thoughts I had in my mind at that moment was to fucking rip that tight dress of Denise and plough my cock into her as she scream.
Denise continued looking at her fingernails and waited.
Issac : Go on.. drink it la… hahaha.. hahaha…
I took the glass from the table and glared at Denise, hoping that she would stop this in time, maybe brush it off as a joke or some shit and make me do something else, or perhaps spill the glass of water onto me.
Anything would be better than me drinking it.
Denise : Stop…
My heart skipped a beat as I breathe easier.
Denise : Not so easy…..
Jim : What ??
Denise : because you doubted my instructions….and for that… I’m increasing the stakes…
Jim : What the fuck….
Denise angled her body towards me, pushing out her heels such that her left leg which was crossed over her right touched my kneecap.
Denise : Take off my heel for me….
Issac chuckled and laughed, clapping at the audacity Denise had.
I was shaking by then and I really wanted to strangle Denise.
I wanted to shout at her and strangle her .
Fuck it, just get it over and done with.
I set the cup down on the table and bent down to remove Denise’s heels, revealing a set of well pedicured toes.
Denise : do you think I’m attractive…. Jim ?
Denise asked with a raised eyebrow.
Denise : answer me ….
Issac got so excited that he was jumping a few steps away, laughing and slapping his thigh.
Jim : Fuck you…
The more frustrated I was, the more excited it made Issac.
Denise took the glass of water and pour it into her heels together with her tampon. The water sloshed and jumped before she tipped it all back into the glass using the back of her heel.
Issac : ahhahaahah… WHAHAHAHA…. ..fuck… ahahah.. fuck… ahahah what the fuck man…hahaha.. what did you do ?? ..hahahaha…..
Denise : There…. Drink it….
My mouth was half opened by then as I stared at Denise.
She has to be joking.
Denise : No ? … you sure.. ??
Denise sniffed and opened her bag, removing a packet of napkin.
Denise : alright then… clean up and dry my heels for me…
I gritted my teeth and sigh as I took the napkin, this isn’t half bad even though it’s humiliating.
After I’m done, Denise made me wear her heel for her.
I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly as I held Denise’s feet in my hand. It felt so soft, there were hardly any visible veins, her toes were cute and they looked chewable.
I brought it up with my left hand and on my right, I held the heel I just cleaned.
I could smell Denise. An intoxicating smell.
Issac was adjusting his erection just a few steps away grinning ear to ear.
Before I could put the heel on her, Denise lifted her feet and pressed it on my mouth, taking me completely by surprise.
Issac whooped and whistled as Denise pushed a few of her toes into my mouth.
Denise : Suck my toes Jim…. Suck them…
I coughed and gagged, spitting as I got back up on my feet.
This was it.
I’m done.
I’m at my limit.
Denise giggled as she slipped back into her heels.
Denise : That’s so ticklish…. Hahaha….
Then she grabbed a tuff of my hair without warning and pulled me closer to the table.
Jim : ARHGHH.,.FUCK!!!
She pushed the glass with her tampon in it closer, orientating the glass such that her lipstick stain is facing me.
Denise : Drink it…. And we can all call it a day….
I shrugged her hand off my hair, glaring at her as she kept up that stuck up sugar babe look she had the very first time I saw her.
I pushed her away as I glared at her.
Jim : Well FUCK YOU !….
I shoved Denise in the process, knocking her off the chair as she fell onto the floor.
Issac: Woah…. Some gentleman you are Jim… hahaha… hitting a girl hahaha….
My phone rang again, it was Soh.
I put him on speaker and held the phone out towards Issac.
Soh : We reached the end of the terminal… now what ??
Issac helped Denise onto her feet and I could see Denise whispering softly to him.
Issac chuckled and replied Soh.
Issac : Soh… project is a wrap… all good… just need a favour….. your guy Jim… isn’t really cooperating…
Soh : How’s that ? …
Issac : Well… we’re suppose to have a drink..let bygones be bygones and wrap things up… but he’s quite insistent he don’t drink on the job… hahaha…
The manner in which Issac chuckled while trying to stifle his laugh is so irritating that I felt like kicking him in the nuts.
Soh : Oh… just a drink to wrap it up ??
Issac : Yeah… just one…
Soh : Jim…. Settle it and wrap up….we’ll meet back in office…. Soh out….
The moment the line went off, Denise and Issac laughed and jab each other with their elbow as I exhaled slowly to control myself.
Fuck this.
I grabbed the glass but before I could drained it, Denise stopped me again.
She lifted up her dress once more revealing a good portion of her bottom as she reached in and pull out a pair of white lacy g-string.
Denise dumped it into the glass as well, orientating the cup such that the portion with her lipstick mark was facing me.
Denise : There…. Everytime you hesitate…. I’m just going to keep adding… ahhahaa…
Jim : aRHGHGHGH!!!
I brought the glass up to my lip and drained the water, and in the process, felt the soaked tampon slap itself onto my lip and nose before the soft panty tickled my face as I took in this erotic scent from Denise’s privates.
Issac: Whooooooooooooo!!!! Hahahah.. hahahah a!!! hahaha !!! nice… nice.. ahahahah….
Issac clapped his hands in a big show of acknowledgement as Denise stood up from her seat.
Denise : Alright…. Shall we conclude this ?
Issac : hahah.. hahah.. of course…. If you let me take you out to dinner….
Denise : Are you sure it’s only dinner ??
Issac : I’ll take you anywhere you want me to my dear… ahahaahah….
Denise smiled, saying that the work day is not over yet. She gave Issac a hug, pressing her sexy body against him, grinding his erection with her pelvic region for half a second
Right before she left, she made a sign using her thumb and little finger at Issac .
Denise : Call me…. we’ll talk about the dinner after I’m done with my work…. Haha..
Issac nodded with a eager grin.
The moment Denise left, I went to the sink at the back and started to rinse my mouth, digging and gagging what I drank .
Issac shook his head at me in disgust and amusement.
Issac : that…. is one hell of a lady…. Ahahahahah…
Jim : Pui… pui !!.. blearghh.. pui!!… fuck… fuck !…. chee bye… ! … pui !.. fuck..!
My phone rang again and it was Soh.
Soh : Jim… how ?? settle liao or not ?? Issac ok or not ??
Jim : Yeah.. yeah… I’m done here….
I handed the phone over to Issac.
He asked for my phone and I handed it to him
Issac : Soh !… all good.. let’s call it a day… hahaha….
Issac threw my phone back to me and I saw him took out the card Denise gave him as he left the café.
6.30pm
By the time we regrouped and headed back to the office, it was already 6.30pm
I gave the team a summary of what happened, leaving out certain details of course.
Jim : Marie came… with a friend of hers… it seems they have on their hands a hardisk… from the recording in the flat….it has evidence that Marie was abused by Issac….. they came to an agreement…. To bury it… Issac was to stay away from Marie and her sister…. Marie is leaving the country…. That’s about it…. Nothing much…
Soh : That’s all ? so easy ?
I shrugged my shoulder and asked Soh to check with Issac if he liked.
Soh : Fuck him… he’s an asshole…. He sent a message to cut our fees by half because he says most of us were not present…..
Soh told Mohan to wrap up the billing and we would not be taking any more jobs with Issac nor his father in the foreseeable future.
7.30pm
I was on my way back to Denise’s place when Marie called me.
She thanked me for my help and told me she’s heading to the checkpoint.
Marie : Thanks for everything Jim…. Really appreciate what Denise and you have done for me…
Jim : no problem at all…. Stay safe…. Keep the hardisk properly…
Marie : I will….
8.00pm
I reached Denise’s place and almost depressed the button for the doorbell permanently.
Denise opened the door just a small crack for me in her pyjamas.
A plain grey singlet with her pastel green bra strap showing on her shoulders.
She had on a pair of white cotton shorts, the draw strings hanging unevenly from the front. She fucking even put on a pair of black geeky spectacle that only has the frame, without the lens.
Denise peered at me with her naturally big eyes, trying to give me an innocent girl next door look.
Denise : Yes ?
I glared at her and pushed the door opened as she staggered backwards.
Denise : what’s wrong Jim ??
She maintained that doeful eye look as I smirked in disbelief.
Jim : You….. did not stick to the script…..today ..!!!
Denise turned away from me and went back to the sofa where she was at previously with her ipad.
Denise : My dear Jim….. I had to be realistic… slapping and spitting… that’s so old school…. The tampon is clean la !…. haiyoh… it was all an act…. My panty also just changed… the heels is brand new….. like that cannot take it liao ah ??
Jim : Oh… really ?? it’s clean….the tampon ??
I heaved a sigh of relief as Denise bit her lips and looked at me from the corner of her eye.
Jim : Don’t give me that look Denise….
Denise : well…. It’s right where it should be….. not in my ass that’s for sure… haha…
My eyes widened in horror, unable to belief what I just heard. My fist was clenched and I was shaking where I stood.
Denise pulled up the blanket she had with her with both hands to her chest, maintaining that doleful look.
I walked towards Denise as I removed my top.
This is it.
She’s asking for it.
Jim : Any last words ??
She smiled and stretched out both hands pulling me onto her on the sofa before whispering beside my ears.
Denise : …. Stop thinking about fucking me and just fuck me…..
………………………………………………
The first scent that hit me was the smell of Denise’s hair. This flowery sweet scent of honey and herb. I ran my fingers through her silky mane as she planted a kiss on my cheek, hugging and pressing her body against mine.
Denise seemed more eager than I was as she helped me unto my pants as I cupped her breast in my palms, squeezing down and letting the firm fullness of her love pillows fuse with my touch.
I lifted Denise’s top and she stretched her hands upwards, making it easy for me to remove it. I wanted to pull her bra off at the same time but I’m not sure why I didn’t.
It’s like Denise knew what I wanted to do. I was suddenly conscious of my actions, unsure if what I was doing is right. I’ve never felt this way before. Is it because of our age gap ?
Did the way we make love or fuck changed within such a short span of time ?
Perhaps the things and action I did when I was in my twenties is now different. ?
I wanted to smell Denise and she cradled my head in front of her breast, allowing me to burrow myself into her body as I smell her. It was impossible to fully describe what I was feeling as I let my nose roam around her body, nudging in spots and crevices that would surely attract disapproving stares if we were in public.
Denise’s scent laid the foundation of what was about to happen as I kissed her on her cleavage. Like a nursing mother, Denise peeled back her bra cup , revealing a small and almost anime like drawing of a areola. My tongue came out, slithering towards her nipples before cupping my mouth onto Denise’s breast.
I groaned as I sucked down on her firm breast, relishing the saliva that I myself left on her flesh barely half a second ago.
Denise did not hurry me even though I could feel her grinning against my body. She allowed me to take my time on her breast, playing with her bra cups, and fiddling with the elasticity of her bra straps. She was eager to get undressed, I could tell as we breathed heavily onto each other’s face.
Our eyes were locked onto each other as we fondled each other’s bodies.
By the time I took her bra off, I had licked, smelled, suck and even bitten on the padding of her pastel coloured bra. There was a visible wet patch that was constantly in contact with her nipples when i looked at the bra cups I desecrated.
I don’t even remember where my hands were roaming, we were all over each other .
Without even realising how our position had changed, Denise’s mouth was already at the tip of my cock. She kissed the tip of my erection, only the tip, her lips forming a tiny suction like shape as she sucked on me.
Only the lips mind you. Her mouth was not even opened yet.
Jim : arghhh! Argnnhh gasppp…
That tingling sensation I felt in my balls was electrifying as Denie’s lips parted just enough to slip onto my uncircumcised penis.
I groaned as her fingers played with my testicles, applying the right pressure and pressing them against each other, balancing me on a thing rope between pleasure and pain.
I was wondering why she was taking so long to suck me when I realised Denise was not just giving me a blowjob. She was trying to peel back my foreskin, making the skin fold upon itself before rolling down my shaft.
Jim : erghhhh… erghh!!! Argghhh!!
My eyes widened as I groaned grabbing onto a tuff of Denise’s hair as I tried to control the pace of the blowjob but I can’t I could feel my foreskin roll back as that sourish tease in my groin almost made me moan out loud.
The initial roll of the skin was a little tight then it began to pick up it’s pace.
Faster and faster , the sourish sensation got more and more intense, and I could feel as if a layer of resistances was removed when I felt Denise’s mouth enveloped my entire mushroom head, sucking down on my raw and vulnerable penis.
Jim : oh my god… erghhhhha… arghhh!!
When my foreskin had retracted, Denise’s tongue mimicked the hawker at the Jwee Kueh stall, scraping the insides of the metal mould for the remaining steamed rice flour, applying that treatment to the bottom rim of my dick head where my foreskin is resting.
It felt like someone ran a live current into my groin as my anus contracted the same time my cock throbbed helplessly in Denise’s mouth. Her tongue was like a snake charmer, teasing the fuck out of my cock, making me moan and groan at the same time.
As if this was not enough, Denise’s teeth.
Yes, her fucking teeth, I could feel it, she’s not biting but she was using them.
I groaned helplessly as I enjoyed the sensation of her teeth dragging against the sensitive skin of my unprotected dick head. I was experiencing a ringing in my ears, the same kind of itch and pain you get when someone drags their nails against the blackboard but I’m feeling it in my dick.
My penis, my shaft, and my testicles.
Denise : slurpppzzzz….aruuummppp…sss
Out of nowhere, a wet and sloppy suck made me moan out in the room like I was getting penetrated in the ass as I grabbed a tuff of Denise’s hair, and another, and another until I have a ponytail of sort formed , giving me a clear view of her head bobbing up and down.
It was not a long blowjob, probably about 5 minutes but I could already feel I was blowing my load.
Jim : stop stop stop…. I’m going to cum soon at this rate….
Denise gave one last long suck before removing her mouth with a pop.
She looked up at me with her sleepy eyes as she pulled out a stray pubic hair from the side of her lips and just threw it over the sofa.
I felt her straddle me and take my erection in one hand, guiding it to her love hole.
I wanted to ask her to use a condom, but it was too late.
That slippery entrance to her vagina was so warm and welcoming.
The weight alone of her wet cunt bearing down on my cock brought me to the edge of orgasm as I allowed my palms to trace the contours of Denise’s waist as she gasped, frowned and bit her lips lowering herself onto me.
Denise was controlling her descent, unwilling to force her vagina down on my cock, she was letting gravity does what it does best, savouring every inch of my shaft as I entered her most private region.
I wanted to start thrusting, it was too hard to resist but Denise had to mind fuck me further.
Denise: ernghh… ernghh… wait.. wait… egnhhh…. Let me adjust to you first…
I don’t have a big cock or anything, probably just average, about 5 inches long , I’m not sure it that was something Denise did to boost my ego or anything but it gave me a strange leel of satisfaction.
I could see her chest rise and fall, taking short measured gasp the same time I feel the vagina walls grip and squeeze onto my erection. My dick felt like Indiana jones for a brief moment, travelling down some dark unknown tomb as the walls closed in on me.
Denise’s vagina was well lubricated and as she gets wetter with each stroke, the waves of pleasure never seem to ebb.
I just keep feeling the waves of euphoria hit me, each squeeze and movement bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm.
We changed position again, with me going on top of Denise.
I grabbed her wrist, pinning them against the sofa, Denise shivered a little, perhaps from the cold or the anticipation. I entered Denise again, my mind getting the same amount of stimulation as my groin as I watch Denise moaned and struggle, putting up just the right amount of resistance to my entry.
The shaking of head, the frown, the gasping and rapid breathing before her eyes widened for half a second and her entire expression softened as I pushed myself in all the way, burying myself in the warmth of Denise’s privates.
I started to thrust a few times to find the best position and Denise’s high pitch moan made me slow down suddenly, as if I was reluctant to end it that soon
We kissed and fondled each other’s body before Denise asked me to carry her into her bedroom.
I saw the same dress she wore earlier that day on the floor near the laundry basket and Denise saw me eyeing it.
Without even a hint from me, she broke away from my body and towards the dress.
She stepped into the crumpled dress on the floor and like magic, the moment she began to pull, the tightness of the fit smoothed out any creases and wrinkles, leaving barely any visible.
I could see how erect her nipples were, pushing against the tight dress.
Denise grabbed her own hair, bunching them and tying up a quick ponytail with a cyan coloured scrunchie by the side of her bed.
The ponytail bounced and swung side to side as she scurried out of the bedroom without a word. 3 seconds later, I heard the clicking.
The clicking of heels.
The same clicking that I heard over the phone when Issac was on the line.
Denise appeared at the door, radiant smile on face as she closed the distance between us and hugged onto me.
Jim : Where’s the necklace ? wear it….
Denise hit me playfully on my chest as she went to her cupboard, her slender hands went in and out came the same cock teasing accessory I saw that morning. That choker necklace.
Denise put it on, adjusting it properly before coming towards me. She tilted her chin upwards, presenting her neck to me.
I dragged her roughly towards my body and she gasped. I kissed her on her cheek before licking her chin and down to her necklace.
The rest as they say, was history.
30 mins later, both of us collapsed on her bed, soaking her bedsheets with our sweat, as we panted and stared at the ceiling.
The reality started to sink in after I emptied my semen inside Denise.
I wanted to pull out but she egged me on
Denise: I’m on the pill….. for very long already… it’s safe….
I still shook my head, I wanted to pull out.
Denise : Herman made me go for check-ups every month…. I’m clean…he’s anal about hygiene….you can do it…. Cum inside me…. Don’t worry,..
I refused.
I wanted to stop but Denise. She kept at it
She kept bouncing, and bouncing, and grinding.
Denise : ernghh… ernghh.. erngghh!!
She kept moaning by my ears.
The moans came in between nibbles of my ears, when I jerk upwards, determined to go deeper.
A hard thrust was followed immediately by a moan and a hard nibble, as if she was trying redirect the mixture of pain and pleasure back to me.
I tried to get back in control. Changing into a standing doggy with Denise kneeling on the bed.
I thought I would be able to control myself better but I was wrong.
I was holding onto Denise’s bottom but she reached her hands behind, crossing her wrist in an attempt to invite me to hold onto them. I took the bait, holding onto her crossed wrist with my hands gripping on like a mock handcuff.
I thrust harder and harder, looking at the back of Denise’s body which was totally naked by then except that choker.
Jim : erhhhhhhhhh!!!! AHHH!!!!!
Denise : erhgnnhh… enghh.. ahh !! engh!! Arghh!!
And when the explosion came, it was too late for regrets as I pumped her full with my semen.
As I tried to catch my breath on the bed, I shook my head in disgust.
Fuck, what have I done.
I couldn’t help it.
It’s her, she made me do it. It’s all Denise.
It’s been a while since I last had sex after my divorce. This release, it felt so good, so liberating. My dick was still throbbing long after my orgasm,
10 minutes later I could feel my cock getting hard again as Denise gave me a wet and sloppy blowjob. She cleaned me up good with her mouth, stopping every now and then to check that she did not miss a spot.
Jim : Denise… what are you doing ? … wait… wait… we should stop… we shouldn’t have done this…
Denise : ernmmm.. hermmh.. ermg….ermgh…
Jim : arghhhh.. erhhghg !!…
I got up and grabbed her wrist, pulling her towards me
Jim : Denise… enough… stop…. Enough… I’m done…
She looked down at my throbbing cock which was standing at attention again.
Denise : you don’t look done to me….
Denise pressed her lips against mine as she straddled me and slid herself onto my erected cock.
Pushing me down onto the bed, Denise laid her head against my chest as she grind herself slowly against my privates.
Jim : Argn… ernghhh !! wait… wwait…
Denise : erngghhh!… relax Jim…. I’m not asking for commitment or anything…. We’re all adults…. We all have our needs….
After we’re done with round 2, Denise snuggled up to me and she just kept staring at me.
Jim : I’m sorry Denise… this just feels so weird…. i…err….
Denise : Why ? … are we not 2 consenting adults… ?
Jim : but… I’m so much older than you….
Denise chuckled and added coyly.
Denise : You mean…. Say… when i’m still in my school uniforms… in JC… and you’re a working adult already… something like that ?? … hahaha…
Jim : Alright stop it…
Denise went on to tease me further as she drew circles around my nipples.
Denise : you want to fuck me in my school uniforms ? … I still have them you know…. I can call you teacher…. Hahah..
Jim : What !… no… don’t be stupid…
Denise : teacher ~~…. I forgot my homework…
Jim : oh god stop ….
I tried to get away from Denise but she clamoured onto me.
Denise : Teacher…. Teacher… can I talk to you in private ??
Denise tried to pull my hands away from my ears, giggling as she kept up her teasing.
Denise : teacher…. Can you punish me ?.. hahaha
I ignored her and tried to cover my face with the blanket but grabbed her dress instead. The soft fabric smells good, it smells of Denise as I let myself get lost in it’s scent.
Denise laughed and said nothing more, contented that she could sleep on my arms.
I don’t know how long passed before we did round 3. Then the emotional part came out of nowhere.
Denise revealed to me that Herman never once penetrated her vagina, only her anus.
Then she started to sob on her own.
Denise : I …… I just want to let you know… I’m not a loose woman…. I don’t sleep around ….it’s been a while for me too…..
Jim : I don’t see how this detail is going to make things less awkward for the both of us….
Denise smiled and sobbed softly , saying that she’s been masturbating herself since she broke up with her boyfriend back in her university days with a dildo.
Denise : It’s been years since I had a real …… a real…. One… inside me…
We drifted to sleep after that.
19th January 2017
Wednesday
4am
I got up and put on my pants, turning to see Denise sound asleep after a night of heavy love making.
She looked exhausted, so am I but I can’t bring myself to spend the night.
Right on que before I shut the door to her bedroom, Denise wished me goodnight.
Denise : Night Jim…. …
I watched her stretched her arms, turned to the other side, curled up cuddling her bolster and fell back to sleep.
I replied right before I shut the door behind me.
Jim : Morning Denise….
20th January 2017
Thursday
9.30am
It’s been a day since I had sex with Denise, I didn’t call nor text, neither did she.
I’m starting to wonder if I needed to do something. Maybe text her or call. I even thought about going online to a sex forum like sammyboy to ask for advice what to do after an unexpected encounter.
I sat at the pantry at the office, drinking my coffee as I stared blankly into space, trying to get my head in order. I’m still trying make sense of what happened in the past 48 hours.
10.30am
Soh came in with a folder in hand and asked everyone to gather for a briefing.
Soh : New job guys…..referral by Tony……. Yeah.. that crazy rich Australian….
Soh gave me a quick rundown and explained that Tony doesn’t really send referrals our way but when he does, it meant that it’s important. Someone close to him and the past couple of times he did, the clients all paid well and on time.
Soh : Tony is like our god of fortune ok…. Don’t fuck this up….
Nelson : What is it about ?? …. Another Taoist rites ah… hahha… Jim can take the lead… I think Jim simi religion also can hahaha….. even the wooloowooloo tribe dance from Africa Jim also can dance…
I threw a ball of paper at Nelson as the guys laughed.
Soh shook his head
Soh : …. 2 day trip to Malaysia….. and we’re going to a shooting range….
Eric : wah…. So happening ah…. Is it the same one we brought Tony to the last time round… this client another Rambo wannabe is it haha…
Soh : Yeap……. Rich people get off shooting stuff up I guess….. so listen up.
Soh told us the new client’s name is Ryan
Soh : I’ve only communicated with him via mail and text, it seemed he’s not fond of talking on the phone….anyway…
Soh told the team that there are 2 parts to this project.
Ryan will be conducting some business in KL first before the lot of us drive down to the range.
Soh : Now…. We will be carrying a large amount of cash…. 9k USD each….
Soh explained that we will be helping Ryan split up the money he needed to conclude his business since there is a limit to the amount one can bring into the country.
Soh : Ryan will be making a withdrawal as well in Malaysia, so we’re to make sure he don’t get rob….
Eric : why so troublesome ?? why can’t he withdraw it all over there ?
Soh : Not our place to ask such questions…..how clients want to move their money it’s their problem…. Moving on…
The business deal will take place in a hotel, of which we will not be a part of.
Soh : I made it clear we don’t do drugs and shit… if it is, we will walk…. And Ryan reassured us that it’s not…. Still…. I said we will only ensure his safety and will not take any part in the conduct of his business….
The money we will be carrying shall be handed over to Ryan the moment we arrive at the hotel , thereafter it will be deposited into the safe.
Soh : We will then follow Ryan to the bank, he makes a withdrawal, and we head back to the hotel….
Soh pinned up a large map made of 4 pieces of A3 size paper on the board.
The whole lot of us will be staying at intercontinental in Kuala Lumpur.
Soh : The bank, is a short walk over to wisma. BSN, Bank Simpanan Nasional….
Ryan will make the withdrawal, we will make sure he makes it back safely into the hotel. It’s a short walk away, just a couple of blocks.
Soh : That is it…. We are all free and easy and that concludes the 1st day’s work…
Mohan : Hmm… sounds good… shouldn’t be hard…. Do we have individual rooms at intercon ? hahaha
Soh : No… 2 to a room….it’s just to sleep and shit… what more you want ?? !
Eric : What about day 2 ?
Soh : Ryan will be settling his business on day 1…. Day 2 morning… we will be taking a short drive to the same shooting range we brought Tony to previously…
Rizwan : can we play also hahaha ? ….
Soh : I don’t know… Tony was generous to offer the last time… I’m not sure about Ryan….he might offer to treat us…. Or if you want… pay on your own….
Soh told the team that since this is our 1st job with Ryan, he wants us to be extra careful.
Ryan has booked the entire range that day for his private shoot, so Soh said the only danger from that is probably Ryan himself especially if he’s not familiar with a weapon.
People do get trigger happy and lose their head for a brief moment.
Soh : These group of people are our rice bowl guys…. Don’t fuck this up…. We want recurring business…. Understand ? … keep him alive also…. These people sometimes watch too much TV, they might get certain ideas about the weapons…thinks they are james bond and shit…
Everyone nodded.
Soh : Dates wise… I’m trying to firm them up, so keep the next week free….. kids, grandmas, girlfriends… please make arrangements…
We were dismissed to prepare for another short personal protection project when Soh called Nelson and me aside.
Soh : Alright… Jim…. Nelson…. Follow me… we’re going to pay Ah peng a visit… Tony wants to get some fireworks again….. valentine’s days shit…. Feb 14 coming soon….
I nodded.
Ah Peng.
I briefly asked Rizwan about him after we helped to load the firecrackers into the yacht during the party.
Ah Peng owns a couple of Kelong up north of Singapore. His day job is still the legitimate fish and crab rearing business but trying to survive on that is really hard. Which is why he started to bring in stuff that he could sell.
Being a stone throw away from Malaysia waters, he has devised a technique and established a good network with local fishermen and other kelong owners.
As long as you can name it, Ah Peng can bring it in.
Over the years, he has helped to smuggle in all sorts and manner of stuff from Balut ( developing duck embryo ) considered a delicacies among southeast Asian countries to exotic pets, lizards, turtles even a crocodile.
These are the small ticket items.
Ah Peng charges high for more challenging task, such as smuggling a human.
He only does it one way, out. Only if you are getting out and word is he only accepts jobs from a handful of trusted confidant.
What would anyone want to be smuggle out you ask ?
Well, work permit expired. Committed a crime, who knows. Plently of reason.
Rizwan told me smuggling people is just hearsay . It’s always someone who heard from someone who heard from someone.
No one knew exactly how Ah Peng got his goods into the country. Soh told Rizwan that there are rules in trades like this.
Some questions you don’t ask, the same courtesy is extended to you too when Ah Peng don’t ask you way you want the goods you want.
We got into the car with Soh and he drove us towards the jetty where we will take a short boat ride.
We arrived in Lim Chu Kang and Soh parked along the side of the road.
Soh : Ok… Jim your first time here ….. I’ll make the introductions later….
Jim : ok…
I could smell the saltiness of the sea as we waited near the jetty as Soh made a call. About 5 minutes later, a single motor powered boat arrived and we hopped on.
Another 5 minute on the water and we docked at a Kelong.
It felt as if I had just arrived in another world.
This is not the concrete jungle that we’re used to. Everything here looked so old and makeshift.
We walked along rickety planks and went under a large tarp that provided shelter from the afternoon sun. A lazy dog bask in the sun as I watch a swam of flies buzz near a line of salted fish.
A round and stained marble table sat in the middle of the place we were standing at and I assumed it was the dining area. 5 chairs of varying designs and colours were pushed against the table leg and a rusty tin can full of cigarette butts dangled off the side of the table, held by a red raffia string.
Soh : Ah Peng !!…. where are you ??
A thin and tanned man that looked to be in his forties emerged from a room covered by a cloth instead of a door.
He had a permanent scowl on his face as he squinted his eyes and looked at me.
Ah Peng : Who is he ??
Soh : Jim…. The missing one I’ve been searching for so long….
Ah Peng : Ohhh… that one ah… hahaha… finally find liao….
Soh made the introductions and it was when Ah Peng started talking that I realised his personality is totally different from his looks.
At first impression if you see someone like Ah Peng on the street, you would think he’s some gangster wannabe asshole. His tattooed arms, chiselled and tanned face with that perpetual frown, I bet he’s those that would surely get some random spot-checks by the authorities along the street.
He might as well have the word ‘bad guy’ tattooed across his forehead but I find him to be a very nice and personable person.
Ah Peng is actually quite soft spoken and even the way he smokes, there was a hint of class to it.
He is the last person that underage smokers should see.
Why you ask ?
Because Ah Peng makes smoking looks good.
Anyway, after some small talks, Ah Peng took out a large shopping bag of fireworks and handed it to Soh.
There were all tightly wrapped in clingwrap and Soh took a rough glance at the quantity.
Ah Peng : I’ll pack them in ice for you….
10 minutes later, Nelson and I carried an ice box each, filled with fireworks and a layer of ice with some seafood on top.
We left the Kelong without anyone so much as casting us a second look.
The goods were loaded up into the vehicle, then we drove straight to Sentosa and loaded them onto Tony’s yacht.
Easy peasy. Job done.
Soh called Mohan to send Tony the invoice and that was it.
Soh told me he knew that there’s an element of risk even though we are doing the delivery, which is why he makes it a point to rotate all the guys with tasks like this.
Soh : Everyone does it…. We all take turns….
25th Jan 2017
Wednesday
10.30pm
I finally mustered up enough courage to call Denise after a whole week has passed.
I thought it would be really awkward but it was not.
Denise answered the call as if we were some old friends that knew each other so well that there was no need for any surface greeting.
Denise : What you want ?
Jim : I… I just want to call and … you know….
Denise : Are you 18 Jim ?…. post puberty ah ??
Jim : What the fuck ? ….
Denise : Then there is nothing to talk about la… don’t be silly… haha…
Denise asked how was I getting along and I told her about the upcoming trip to Malaysia.
Denise : Be careful…. I know the kind of company Soh is keeping….he’s all about the money… you understand where I’m coming at ??
Jim : Yeah… I know…
Denise ended the conversation casually, asking me drop by her place for a drink after my trip.
26th Jan 2017
Thursday
8.30am
We were at the office early that day because we were scheduled to pick up Ryan first at his house before heading to the airport together.
We loaded our luggage into the vehicles and the group of us reached the condo in town at 9.45am.
Soh gave Ryan a call but there was no answer.
He dropped Ryan a message next and was asked by Ryan to send someone up to help him pack and gave Soh the unit number.
Soh : Jim… you go up and see what he wants….. Mohan, Eric , Nelson stay with the vehicles…. The rest follow me to the lobby…
Jim : All go up together la…
Rizwan : you scare he rape you ah… haha
Jim : fuck you la..
Soh : Ryan’s text asked for 1 guy…. You’re helping to pack the money…. 1 point of contact for this…….
I shook my head and went on ahead into the lift.
I got out and was treated to a nice view of the entire marina bay district. Sure is good to be rich.
I hit the doorbell several times but there was no reply.
I called Soh on our walkie talkie.
Jim : Soh…. No reply at the door… can you call him ??
Soh : hold on…
Eric had to buzz in just for the kick of it.
Eric : Operation saving private Ryan has commenced…. Jim taking the lead….hahah… hiak hiak hhiak….
I shook my head and ignored Eric’s comment.
Mohan chipped in too
Mohan : D -day brother…. We’re landing at Omaha… ahha…
Soh : Diam la !! KNN….. Jim… Ryan is opening the door now…
I told Soh that I’m switching off the walkies in case Ryan hears another one of those stupid comment.
I heard the door lock turned.
There was a loud cranking sound followed by the creak of a heavy door.
The moment I laid eyes on Ryan, my eyes widened and my jaws dropped.
Ryan : Hi I’m Ryan… nice to meet you….
I double checked the unit number but I was right.
Ryan is not a man.
Ryan is a female but I was not stunned by the fact that Ryan is a girl.
Surprised yes.
Stunned ? No…
My jaws dropped not because of how beautiful Ryan is. How shapely her figure was, or how long and toned her legs were.
My jaws dropped because Ryan had only a top on, totally bottomless below.
She had on a long sleeve men’s shirt, making me conjure up the image of some hot babes the morning after a one night stand and without clothes to wear so she chose to put on her boyfriend’s clothes or something. The shirt was not only folded at the sleeves, the ends were knotted into a ribbon.
That was how I could see she was bottomless. I mean her vagina was literally staring at me.
She fucking looked like she’s a cut out from some fashion magazine.
Ryan is just out of the world fucking pretty. I mean literally in your face kind. She’s has that cool ice queen look but her smile, my god, it would melt anything.
Ryan : hey… come on in
I hesitated for 3 seconds but Ryan had already walked back in. I followed her into her master bedroom, staring at her backside.
She’s definitely Singaporean from the way she speaks.
I entered and saw a bundle of money on the bed.
Ryan : Whats your name?
Jim : Jim… my name is Jim…
Ryan : Do me a favour Jim…. 9k each bundle…. And into that stack of wallets by the side…. Thanks…. I know I’m late… let me get change real quick….
She entered the masterbath and left me with the bundle of money,
Wow. I mean like it’s the first time I’m seeing her and she left me alone with a stack of cash on her bed.
I shook my head and I grabbed a bunch of 100 dollar bills in USD to start sorting them out.
Before I could start counting, I froze.
I froze, jaw dropped again and so did the bundle of money.
Through the reflection in the mirror of the masterbath, I watched Ryan put her leg up on the toilet bowl, sprayed a hiss of shaving cream on her legs and held up a razor. Then in a smooth motion, she bent forward, dragged the razor gracefully up her long leg before rinsing it off at the tap.
I could feel the hard throbbing of my cock as I stared eyes wide at what was happening.
I don’t believe this.
I don’t fucking believe this.
She bent forward again, pulling up another smooth stroke stopping awfully near her privates as she took another look at her groin area.
I felt a squirt of my precum stain my boxers as Ryan shrugged her shoulders once and started to shave her nether region.
I blink twice and chuckled softly in the room.
It was one of those moments in life that you would remember.
I mean how often does an average bloke like me get to stand in a posh designer master bedroom, with a view of the prime Marina Bay district , a bundle of cash on the bed and a to catch a glimpse of a hot pretty girl in the bathroom.
Life is truly kind to me that day.
I looked at Ryan again and she stepped into the shower after removing all her clothes.
I started to count the dollar bills and 10 minutes later, Ryan stepped out again, totally naked with only a white towel around her hair.
I could not help but steal a glance and Ryan was grinning at me as if I’m the one that is weird.
Ryan : Never seen a naked woman before ??
Jim : hahah… I have….
Ryan : Don’t get ideas Jim…. I’m not interested in men… haha… … be professional yah ? … haha..
Jim : don’t worry… you’re not the first client I’ve seen naked ….
Ryan went to her wardrobe and started to pick out her clothes.
Her alluring smile and her toned sculpted figure made it hard for me not to keep staring.
I went back to counting the notes and a weird idea popped into my head as I broke into a smile.
So now is it saving private Ryan , or is it Shaving Ryan’s private ??
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