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Originally Posted by
hi2u
Ex-colleague, how about your current colleagues?
Double dose sia. One satisfy you at work, one at home.
Current colleague not a chance. Industry is too small, plus mostly gays and not handsome
So I was having my period nearing to my last day of work. There was no chance of the “last sex” because of that, and I left the company with nothing happening… except that I massaged Bryan’s member on the bus for that entire week after work, and it was one hell of a ride for him.
Convinced that the relationship ended there and then, Bryan did not contact me at all after my last day. A week later, I managed to add him on the company messenger when I noticed that my new company used the same messenger serivce, and messaged him there with my old account.
Me: oi you.
Bryan: OMG. You can message me!
Me: yeah. I tried my luck and surprise, they didn’t delete my account.
Bryan: I thought last Friday was the last time I could talk to you. OMG.
After a few hours of chatting about nonsensical stuff, he suddenly asked me about a work issue.
Bryan: eh. Ask you smth. You know that I need to setup a chalet retreat for the company right.
Me: uh-huh. Wassup?
Bryan: I need to tape the open carpark space for one game. Then I realised that the tapes will come off. How to make it stick ah??
Me: You use what to stick?
Bryan: masking tape.
Me: I got floor tapes at home. I pass you some, but you have to return me ah. When you need it?
Bryan: Tomorrow. I need to finish the setup by tomorrow.
Me: Ok. How to pass it to you?
Bryan: Can you come to the chalet to pass me the tapes? I will be there tomorrow.
Me: Ok lor. Pass you tomorrow after I knock off from work.
Bryan: But I will be alone.
Me: Then?
Bryan: There are beds la… we can get some sex there, grab dinner and take a walk by the beach.
Me: sounds like you had it all planned out.
Bryan: Gotta make the best of my sad situation at the chalet, since I can’t see you often.
Me: If you want, we can always meet. My workplace not far from the transit anyway. Few mrt stations away at most?
Bryan: Do you know I missed you a lot after you left? Nobody go to the toilet with me already. Somemore everyone kept reminding me how sad and lonely I looked after you left.
Me: Got so kua zhang anot…
Bryan: It’s true. Go ask anyone in the office and they will tell you the same thing. Anyway, can’t wait to see you at the chalet tomorrow.
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Originally Posted by
haikim999
Hi Tansy, u must sure be a very attractive lady. Do u mind posting a lookalike photo of yourself? Look forward to hearing more of ur stories!
Btw, are you still in touch with Bryan and FB with him?
Quite a number say that I look like Ruby Lin. Think no need photos of lookalike liao ba lol
I’m still in touch with Bryan, but got spoiler leh if I reveal now.
Note: This post is going to be the last part of this relationship.
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I waited anxiously for the time to pass. 3.30pm, 4.30pm, 5.30pm…
Finally. I grabbed my bag and caught a taxi to bring me to the chalet at Changi.
A message came when I was in the taxi. I waited for it to load, lo and behold, it was a picture of a crotch that showed his cock getting errected!
Bryan: Waiting for you.
I opened my legs a little wider for the phone camera to get a good view of me, sent the photo over and quickly deleted all the photos.
As the cab was reaching soon, Bryan gave the driver instructions over the phone to reach the chalet. I saw Bryan, standing there at the roadside dressed in his home clothes. I paid the driver and got down the cab, and caught Bryan scanning my body. He walked up to me, and grabbed my ass while giving me a wet kiss, in full view of the taxi making a three point turn exiting.
He held my hand and led me to the chalet. That was unexpected. We have never held hands before, no matter how secluded that area was.
Upon reaching the chalet, I put my bags on the couch and scanned the interiors. He sat down on the couch, and said “yup, this is where I’m stationed for the entire week. Fucking boring.”
I walked up and climbed on top of him. “I’m here now,” I said.
I locked my lips with his and we had a long tongue fight together. He cupped my ass together and moaned while I rubbed his cock up and down repeatedly.
His hands travelled up my blouse and gave my boobs a squeeze. Then, he cupped my ass again and stood up, carrying me upstairs to the bedroom.
The bedroom had two single beds separated with a nightstand. We stood beside the bed and kissed while stripping each other’s clothes off. He then lied on the bed, while I climbed on top of him and rubbed his cock for awhile to get myself wetter. He then slipped his cock into my pussy and watched as I rode on him.
At some point of time, he grabbed my ass and directed the thrusts. We synced in motion and the sound of the trusting can be heard, each time I bounced up and down on him. He grabbed my breasts and cup them with each hand, and played with my nipple as I continued riding. Since the chalet had only the two of us, our moans were so loud that the sounds have engulfed the entire room.
He got up and reached for my nipples. I lied down while his cock was still inside me. He massaged the breasts for me and started to suck and pull my nipples with his lips.
Then, we changed position and got on the missionary. I was dripping wet by this time, and the sound became exceptionally loud in this quiet room. He thrusted hard and I signalled him to go deeper, so he made slow but very hard thrusts instead.
“You like it?” Bryan asked.
“Yes, don’t stop, don’t stop!”
After sometime of thrusting, he pulled out and flipped me over. I got on my fours, and he entered me from behind and continued thrusting, gaining momentum and pulling my hair.
Soon, he was about to cum and he pulled out quickly, unloading all his cum on the bed. That was some intense amount of cum he unloaded.
“Yeah, I haven’t had sex for a week. Was waiting for this moment,” he said.
He gave me a peck on my lips and we went to wash up ourselves.
“What are we going to do to this bed? Very wet leh.” I asked.
“Fuck it. Nobody is going to sleep on it tomorrow,” he said as a matter of fact and walked out of the room.
He told me what he had planned for the company’s retreat. I gave him some advises on how to execute it, and also blew some balloons for him to decorate tomorrow. After all the preparation works were done, we packed up and was ready to leave. He caught me staring at him, and gave me the most gentle reply ever, “yess?”
We kissed. He then slowly sat down with me on top, rubbing his cock. After some time of petting, he said “not now. I’m fucking hungry. Wanna leave together?”
We discussed the possible ways to go home, and eventually decided to go to his house nearby for food. We boarded the taxi together, and sat closely with each other. At some point, I looked at him and he replied with a gentle “yes?” again. This time, I felt that our relationship was going somewhere different than before.
After we reached his house, I waited for him downstairs before going for dinner. During the dinner I said, “my company is sending me for a work trip.”
Bryan: Woa! So fast you get to travel overseas!
Me: Yeah, for about a week or so.
Bryan: Then we meet up after you come back lor.
Me: Sure? Ok.
After dinner, he sent me to the mrt station. We gave each other a long hug before separating ways.
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That was the last time we ever had sex, and the last time we ever spoke of it.
I met with an accident overseas and got transferred back to Singapore for treatment. My fiance had contacted some of my friends, which included him to visit me in the hospital. He came down, and seeing what a wreck I was, he told me that he wondered if it was karma. And if it was, then why nothing happened to him? I assured him that it was not his fault at all la, but he was upset for a few weeks and checked on my recovery everyday. From then onwards we never spoke about sex anymore even though we still met up for dinners every few months.
We have also moved on with life. I got married to my fiance last year, and he is currently preparing his wedding with his girlfriend. Something has changed, but nothing has changed too.
Since the thread name is called “My ex colleague and I”, I figured I can continue this thread with another story of mine. Also happened to one ex colleague and me, but it was very very long time ago.
It was during my poly years, and I got posted to a company for my internship. Back then, I was sporting a pair of black rimmed glasses (think: army specs), a hoodie and shoulder length hair.
I don’t really speak up much in the office and I was quite shy. A number of colleagues saw me working very hard in the office, and always pressured me to go back home on time.
One day, there was a fire drill practice in the company, and we were forced to stand under the hot sun for hours. I was getting rather warm, and took off my jacket. One colleague said, “see la, see la. Come down still wear your hoodie. Now, very hot already right?”
The fire drill was proven to be a good way for colleagues to chit chat. My colleagues started to chat with me and I began to open up. Through this chat, I began to notice a guy in the office as he was quite an interesting character. Let’s just call him Darren (name changed for obvious reason).
Darren usually dressed in jeans and has a table full of anime figurines. A typical Otaku as you would call him, he is also very interested in the Japanese and anime culture. From the conversations we had, I found out he was 11 years my senior and married. As he totally doesn’t feel like his age at all, we clicked and had plenty to talk about every day.
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Originally Posted by
bonk69
Will u still offering yourself if you met handsome staff?
Attachment in poly is the time easily get cheated by senior, last time my friend of mine use his god monther as stepping stone to get closer to those attachment students in office.
He had sex from big boob to small boob, weaing spec, skinny, dark skin students and etc. he is a shorty , and face a lot of pimple mark. Like lee bla bla, but toungue twistled..
hopefully you was in my company!!! Omg
Haha. I don’t think so? I’m still in contact with the guy in my attachment company. Up till now I still think it was a one off incident. But that said, the experience you gave was 😱😱😱
Internship in all honesty, is very boring for me. For the past weeks working there, I was either found photocopying books for school after I finished my work or staring blankly while spinning in an office chair.
One day while I was spinning in my chair again, I caught Darren glancing at me in an awkward manner and quickly ducked his head down, looking at his work. Even though I found it strange, I ignored it and continued spinning. After awhile, he got up and beckoned me to go behind the partition.
He waited anxiously there while I strolled over. Then he pulled me over and said, “Do you know what you were doing just now???”
Me: doing what?
Darren: You were spinning in the office chair right? Ok, I must apologise. I saw you zaogeng at me. Can you sit properly next time?
Me: Oh. Paiseh. Thanks for telling me.
Darren: That’s all?!?
Me: Uh huh.
Darren: Sit properly next time. At least cover yourself if you are going to do that in the office again. What if somebody else sees it?
Me: (still oblivious to the consequences) Orh. I wore safety shorts inside btw.
Darren: So??? You must learn to protect yourself.
Me: Orh. Ok.
Darren: tsk. (Sigh)
From this day onwards, my impression of him got better than before, and believed that he was actually a great guy since I believe not much guys will admit that they saw something that they are not supposed to see, right?
Very soon, it was the end of my internship. Darren and I kept in contact after I went back to school, occasionally having lunches together. Soon, I got a boyfriend and our lunch meetings became lesser. A year later, I graduated from school and went back to work as a full time staff (under a contract) after a successful interview.
On my first day of work, I was notified by my boss that there was a termite issue in the office and were forced to share an office space with another department while renovation works are ongoing to solve the problem. My boss then introduced me to the group of colleagues that I knew from my internship. Darren was thrilled to see me coming back. I was assigned to share a table with Darren, and we sat opposite each other at work…
Sitting opposite each other was a fun experience for me. I would sometimes “wrestle” his legs with my legs. My colleagues will sometimes tease us about it and he will say that I am a very naughty girl and always disturbing him.
During lunch hours, we would follow the group out for lunch. Sometimes when we walked to the carpark, I noticed that he was very solemn, always looking at the floor and would sigh to himself. When I asked him about it, he would usually say “nah, it’s nothing”.
It was one of the usual day after lunch. The entire office was empty because they were out for meetings. I told Darren sitting beside me that I was going to take a quick nap. I crossed my arms and rested my head on them.
The office was dead silent. Suddenly, he put his hand on my thigh and began to stroke it. I didn’t resist. Perhaps I think that I liked him too. He grew bolder after a period of stroking and ran his fingers up my right thigh, massaging it and squeezing it at the same time.
As I was wearing my jeans, his hand travelled down to touch my crotch and began massaging it as well. I still didn’t resist but kept very quiet. I heard his breathing got deeper, and I looked up. Darren leaned in for a kiss. I reciprocrated his kisses, his hands slowly travelled up inside my shirt. As I did not wear a bra with padding, it was easy to slip his fingers inside the bra and he began massaging my breasts while playing with my nipple. He tuned the nipple for while before going back to massage my crotch.
The office door suddenly opened, and we quickly pretended that we were discussing something. I went back to my seat and carried on with my day. Suddenly he buzzed me on office messenger and requested to meet outside the emergency exit.
I went in after seeing him making his way in.
Darren: Sorry about just now. I don’t know what I was doing.
Me: It’s ok.
Darren: I think lust got over me for that moment. I’m really very sorry.
Me: It’s ok, I accept your apology.
Darren: Ok. Please don’t tell anyone.
Me: Yeah ok. I’m going out now.
I don’t understand my feelings. I had a boyfriend of 1 year then, and yet I want Darren. I know he is married, but yet I crave for him. Do I lust over him? He was not exactly good looking, just an average joe you see on the streets. But why do I want him so much?
For the next few weeks, nothing happened between us. We did not interact much after the incident, and had been cordial with each other. My relationship with my then boyfriend was bad. Every weekend we would have a bad quarrel and I would come to workplace the next day with swollen eyes from crying to sleep. Darren got more solemn as days go by, and eventually we didn’t talk at all.
One day, the office peeps were out for meetings again. That left us only, and we decidef to go out for lunch together. While walking to the canteen, he sighed again and I asked him what happened.
Darren: Something happened at home lor.
Me: What happened?
Darren: Nah, it’s just that- we’ve been trying for a baby for the longest time and it didn’t work out.
Me: Try again?
Darren: Can’t do it anymore. She had so much miscarriages that I can’t bear to try it anymore.
Me: Oh.
Darren: I don’t get it. Doesn’t she feel the pain when she loses the baby again and again? She kept bugging me to try again. I’m tired.
I don’t know what else to say. I wished I had something to comfort him but I don’t.
Our conversation eventually ended and moved onto other cheery topics. Soon, our lunch time was almost over. We were in the lift in silence, when he placed his hand on my ass and gave them a squeeze before he said, “come with me”.
He pressed another level on the lift. The lift stopped at the level below ours, and we got out. Then I followed him into another office. The office was empty, and it was very messy, like it was abandoned and no one ever stepped in for a long time.
Inside the office, he pulled me close to him and kissed me. We locked our lips together and began tongue wrestling with each other. His hands cupped my ass together and gave them a squeeze before unzipping my jeans. I resisted, and looked around.
Darren: Nobody else will ever come here. It has been empty for quite sometime.
Darren placed his hands at the lips of my pussy and rubbed it wet. He then inserted his finger into my pussy and fingered me while grabbing my other hand to place it on his crotch. Obeying his order, I massaged his cock over his jeans, before he unzipped his jeans and whipped out his cock for me to stroke.
Darren then carried me to a table and make me lie down on it. Then, he lifted my shirt up, unhooked my bra and began sucking one of my nipples, while massaging the other and tuning it.
I got wetter and craved for the sex more than before. I let out a moan, and he excitedly stripped my jeans off to fuck me. He flipped me over and entered me from behind. The beginning thrusts were slow, before gaining momentum and speed. He cupped my breasts with his hands and continued tuning my nipples while thrusting. Next he pulled out, and beckoned me to ride him.
As his cock slowly entered my wet pussy, he slouched and sucked my nipples. Occasionally he would massaged my breasts together while I rode on him, and licked my cleavage as he squeezed my breasts together.
He begain directing the thrusts of my ride that made my breasts bounced up and down even more. Next, while he was still inside me, he carried me to lie down on the floor and fucked me missionary until he cummed.
After which, we cleaned up and went back up to the office. The office was still empty by then, and we went back to our seats and communicated through office messenger:
Darren: Sorry. You’re too hot. I couldn’t resist at all. I should have, since I’m already married. I shouldn’t do such a thing to you.
Me: You want to hear what I think?
Darren: Go ahead.
Me: There is no point in apologising. I don’t mind at all. The fact that you did this shows something. Maybe you wanted this all along?
Darren: Maybe you’re right. Yes, I wanted it. And I couldn’t resist.
Me: Then perhaps we should just let it continue?
Darren: You mean as fuck buddies?
Me: Yeah.
Darren: I don’t know if I should be doing this at all. It’s not right.
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Originally Posted by
bonk69
Wow, why i never get this type of treatment before? What a Steaming story.
That time you should have a lot of water down there. Yummy
Too bad haha
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