Tuesday
We were already told by the PA that we would be in the sales department as the person that they previously caught was from there and they suspected that the next culprit would also be in the same department. We would just need to find out if there were any of them left and if so, how many of them and who they were.
The company was dealing in offshore projects and the office was a 3 story building located in Ubi. I was told that there were about 80 staffs in total and in the sales department, including us and the manager, there were 7.
I arrived early on Tuesday and I was shown to my desk. The PA had told me that Steph would only be joining a few days later so as to avoid suspicions.
I was quickly introduced to the sales team. There were 3 other guys and 1 girl there and I got to know their names as Jim, Ken, CK, Gem and the manager was Kilo. Even before I met them, I already knew who they were as the PA had provided me with their detailed profiles.
Steph came into the office on Thursday. Just like the very first time, my heart skipped a beat when she walked into the office.
Although she was still my wife and the same woman that I last saw at the airport, however, there were some changes that she made. She had cropped her hair to shoulder length and with streaks of brown in them, she looked different. Apart from her normal 1/2 inch heels, they were replaced by the 2 inch new heels now. Those 2 piece jacket and skirt was replaced by a one piece tight dress which I had never seen before. She looked different I had to restrain myself from going forward to hug her. She saw me looking at her and turned away quickly.
The first month was difficult. Steph and I were into trainings after trainings. Of course, we tried separately to gather our own profiling of each of the sales staffs and of course, Steph and myself had to pretend to get to know each other as well. During this process, I also found out that she was now staying at a condo very near my new place and had also managed to get her new number.
I called her on the same night that I got her new number. We expressed our misses for each other and decided that we would call each other every night. However, once our phone call was terminated, I received a call from the PA.
PA: Keith….. you are not supposed to contact Steph outside the office hours.
Me: but I am not meeting her.
PA: I know. But just in case she was with one of the other colleagues when you call. We don’t want you to be found out so that you could do your job properly, remember the clauses?
I grumbled but gave in as I knew of the penalty if we were found out. On top of that, he mentioned that there should be absolutely no messages sent between us. He let me know that the phone which was provided by him had a spyware installed and he would be notified whenever we contact each other. I had no choice but to agree. He mentioned that he would inform Steph as well annd that was the last time that Steph and I had a conversation.
I missed Steph but I had to maintain my focus.
Jim was 29 and slightly taller than me but skinnier. He stayed with his parents in a HDB 5mins away my location. I could tell that he was filial to his parents and was nice to almost everyone. However, he was single and had a happy go lucky nature. One thing was his dress sense. He was always immaculate and looked smart and trendy.
Ken was 30 and portray more of the beach boy type of characteristic. He stayed in the east and had a girlfriend. He was good looking and with his physique, it was not hard to guess that he spent long hours in the gym. Apart from that, he did not speak much and did not seem too much of the intellect to me. Moreover, his sales figures were the worst amongst the group and I could tell that he was feeling the heat frequently from Kilo.
CK was 33. He was single and stayed alone in a studio along Sims ave. The vibe he gave me was more of the ah beng type. He was always moody and complained a lot, basically the blabbermouth of the team. Most of the time, he was giving cynical remarks about almost everything. However, he was a good sales person and was the top sales for the company for consecutive quarters.
Gem was pretty in her own ways although without being biased, I felt my wife’s features were much prettier. Gem was a little taller than Steph, however, she had a curvier figure and I could tell easily that she was a C cupper based on the tops that she wore normally. She stayed in the East as well and she had a boyfriend. Just Jim, she was always chirpy.
Kilo was 45. He was a quiet man who did not speak much but during sales meetings, he was always speaking, questioning us about the numbers and sales progress. He was married and had 2 young kids and on the outlook, he seemed to give off the disciplinary fatherly feeling.
They were not a close knitted team and I could sense an animosity amongst them. Even though I had built a rough profile of everyone, I would still need to try to get closer to each of them individually in order to find out what was happening. Everyone was a suspect at this point in time.
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lionox
Thank you bro! New story! Errrr read all your stories but forgot which one(s) Sara appeared in.
sorry bro, I can’t remember the title as well but she appeared in 2 earlier stories, I think
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water_boi
All the familiar names.. Welcome back and thank you for another piece of great work.. Thank you bro pussluver..
Welcome back…..
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BK4ever
this is a really nice story ts, more of it will be great.
Thanks for reading.
I was not allowed to discuss with Steph and was supposed to work independently. I presumed that she would target Jim first since Jim was very friendly to her.
CK was my target. He was always cynical and since he talked a lot, I felt that if he was involved or if he knew anything suspicious, it would be the easiest to get information from him.
On the first Thursday of the second month, I asked him out for drinks alone and I was glad he accepted.
CK: Keith, so how was your first month? Tough?
Me: not so bad. At least our team is nice.
CK: nice? haha…. I can tell you, not everyone is nice. There are some that will backstab you.
My ears picked up on that.
Me: Backstab? you sure or not? I think the team is very close to each other.
CK: lucky my sales number is good. If not I would have died 10 times. hahaha….
Me: wa…. who will do this? let me know so that I can be careful of this person.
CK: aiya…. you find out on your own la…..
Me: by the time I already died….
He chuckled.
CK: Don’t talk about this…. you said you don’t have a girlfriend. What do you think of the girls in our team?
Me: I think they are not bad…. both of them quite pretty.
CK: Gem’s boobs damn big right?
Me: haha…. I think C Cup?
CK: Yes….. I saw her zaogeng a few times. Too bad I still cannot see her nipples. haha…..
Me: wa… you are so lucky…. I haven’t got a chance…
CK: next time when she wears that dress, I will tell you….sure can see…..Your nose will bleed…. haha….
Me: ok…. make sure you tell me….
CK: So what do you think of Stephanie?
I wanted him to talk more about Gem, so I played down on my wife.
Me: Well, she is not bad….. but I prefer Gem…. what about you?
He took a sip from his beer before continuing.
CK: good…. We have different taste…… I guessed you prefer Gem’s large boobs. For me, Steph. She looked like a A or B cup to me. But those are what I like. At least they don’t sag and those tight dresses that she wore to work, showed off her figure well.
I felt strange sitting here with him talking about my wife although it was true that she mostly wore tight dresses to work nowadays but they were still not revealing. No cleavage was shown and the dress did not showed too much of her thighs as well.
CK: I think she is very pretty. Especially with her specs, she looked cute. I wondered if she removed her specs when she is being fucked….. haha…..
Suddenly I thought about my love making sessions with Steph and remembered that she removed her specs. I wondered if he was testing me.
Me: errm…. I don’t know….
I was not sure what to say as it felt strange to talk about my wife with another man who did not know that she was my wife.
CK: She is single, isn’t she?
Me: yes. I think she said so…..
CK: Do you think we could get her to hang out with us?
Me: let me try……….
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JizFries
Camping for more updates.. But damn!! the people from that country really need to hang more of the rapists before no foreigners dare step in to their country..
Unfortunately, i know of 2 cases whereby the woman were molested when they visited there.
One was when we were taking a bus. Some one grabbed her butt and stroked her leg but we did not know who the culprit was.
The other was when we were on the street. A group of them just walk straight up to our group and blatantly grabbed her boobs in public. She screamed and we shouted (there were only 3 of us but there was 8 of them) but no one came to help. There was a traffic police about 40m away. He just had a glance and then look away.
They just walked away calmly after grabbing her tits and there was nothing we could do.
So if you have females friends going over, ask them to not wander around.
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Welcome back bro pusslover!
Finally a competent story teller that finishes his storiea n wun leave us high n dry!! Cheers!
Thanks bro. I try to complete my stories
This one had actually been completed but I was making some adjustment to it.
This is my first job and it was a good chance to get to know him better. My plan was to get him to a very tipsy state and perhaps he would let out something important.
The next day, I called up the PA and told him about my plan. He suggested my place and he will share the plan with Steph. With his consensus that we were not violating the contract, I set the date to be 2 weeks later on a Saturday.
Saturday
I went out to get the beers and dinner before heading home at 5pm. Steph should be arriving at 5.30 and CK 6pm. I had already informed the security to grant them direct access to my unit. I prepared the items that I needed and arranged my living room carefully.
I was about to fry some finger foods when my doorbell rang. After 1 month of living alone, I was excited to see Steph. Still holding onto the bottle of cooking oil, I went to the door and opened it. She was wearing a yellow Tshirt and a loose pair of flora shorts and smiled broadly when she saw me.
Once I closed the door, we turned to each other and hugged, kissing each other passionately. In my excitement, I forgot that I still had the bottle in my hand and accidentally poured the contents down the back of her TShirt. Immediately she backed away from me and I realized what had happened.
Me: sorry…. shit…. sorry….
She tried to turn to look at the back of the Tshirt that she was wearing. Her eyes went to the almost emptied bottle of oil that I was still holding.
Steph: you actually spilled the oil on my clothes…. how did you even managed to do that? you are so clumsy….haha…
Me: sorry… I was about to fry the snacks when you came and we were too passionate. sorry…. I was careless…
Steph: now my top is completely ruin. hmmphff…
She pulled the TShirt away from her body.
Steph: ….that’s disgusting…… Hais…..
Me: sorry baby….do you want to go home and change?
Steph: Nope. He said if I leave your place, I am not allowed to come over again. He didn’t want me coming in and out of your place.
Me: Anyway, I got some tops….. maybe you go and grab one of mine from the cupboard and then bathe while I cook the snacks.
Steph: ok… looks like that’s the only choice. Can you switched on the airconditioner while I bathe?
Me: Sorry baby… the airconditioner is spoiled….
Steph: oh dear…. and it’s so warm today.
Once she went into the bathroom, I quickly fried the finger food. By the time I finished, it was already 555pm when she came out from the bathroom dressed in one of my loose white Tshirt that covered down to her mid thighs. It was one of those that had the sleeves cropped very short and was made of the kind of flimsy material that will take the shape of the contours of your body. The top was too large for her and one side of the collar sits on her arm, exposing her shoulder blade. I could clearly see her nipples sticking out from beneath the thin fabric and her areola were very visible. I was not sure if she was aware of that.
Me: wow…. you looked sexy….
She giggled as this was not one of the phrases I had ever used on her.
Steph: what to do? This is the biggest I could find….
Unable to resist, I went over to her and hugged her. Once our mouth locked, I grabbed her breasts and started to play with her nipples until they were erected through the fabric.
Steph: baby…. ormmppfft…. I….. ormmppfff….miss you…..
It had been more than a month since we even kissed each other and she did not resist me as my hands started to explore her body. As I reached down and grabbed her butt, I was surprised that I touched only her skin and could not find the fabric of her shorts. As I pulled the hem of the shirt further upwards, intending to find out if she was naked below, she moved away from me as my exploration ended abruptly.
Steph: what are you trying to do har?
Me: are you not wearing anything below?!
She giggled.
Steph: ya… you wished. hehe…. the oil soaked through my shorts as well.
Me: you could have worn my shorts…..
Suddenly I recalled of CK’s impending arrival and wanted to remind her about it but she interrupted me.
Me: shit….
Steph: no vulgarities please….Your shorts can’t even stay on my waist. They are too big. Anyway, luckily my Gstring is still clean.
Me: GString?! but you never wear GString….
Steph: I don’t. I used to think that it is mighty uncomfortable. But that’s the only stuff they provided me with. Anyway, it is not that bad.
All thoughts went out of my mind as I was getting excited about seeing her in her Gstring for the first time.
Me: baby…. errm….can I see it? I want to know how you look.
Steph: no….
I knew she was teasing me.
Me: please…..
She turned around and faced the door.
Steph: hehe….ok…. just a peek….. but not the front….. hehe….it’s quite translucent.
She started to pull the back of her shirt upwards. I held my breath as I tried to control my excitement as the bottom of her butt cheeks appeared.
Just then, the doorbell rang again.
In my excitement, I had completely forgotten to remind her about CK and when the doorbell rang, my mind was suddenly numb as it try to comprehend who was pressing the doorbell.
Steph reacted faster than me as she let her shirt dropped, re-covering her bottom, and reached for door.
Steph: Oh dear….. I must have forgotten something at the security….
I knew she never liked others to wait if it was possible, whether it was a call or a meeting. But before I could even speak, she opened the door, totally disregarding what she was wearing, thinking that it would the security and the face time would be minimal.
She was stunned as she saw CK there. As I was still hidden by the door, he did not see me.
CK: Hi Steph….. hey…wait… wait…
I heard his voice trailing as she immediately slammed the door shut again, leaving him outside, before turning back and whispering urgently to me.
Steph: Baby!! Why is he here? oh dear……
I was shocked at her reaction as well.
Me: Har? Didn’t the PA inform you? Don’t tell me…..
The doorbell rang again and interrupted my sentence. She started to panic.
Steph: No….no….. He didn’t tell me anything about CK at all. I thought I was allowed to spend some time with you….Now he is here and I am dressed like this! ……
Me: Do you want to go home now?
And it rang again.
Steph: I can’t! If I return home now CK will be suspicious of us and why I am here! I don’t know what to do!
I realized that she may not know what my plan was.
Me: Do you know the plan?
Steph: Are you checking on CK?
It rang for the 3rd time and I nodded.
Steph: ok……
Me: yah… we are….
She turned around and opened the door before I could complete my sentence. CK immediately took a step in before she slammed the door on him again.
CK: Why did you slam the door on me?
Steph: sorry.
She was standing directly under the door light and her pokies casted a very obvious shadow down the front of her shirt. His eyes almost popped out and he stared at her breasts. She did not attempt to cover up and that confirmed my suspicion that she did not know that the fabric was showing too much of her body. Furthermore, her mind must be preoccupied now, thinking of to how to explain to CK why she slammed the door on him.
Steph: errm…. Do you want to have a seat?
He looked at me and grinned as he walked towards the sofa. He noticed the carrier on the coffee table.
CK: A present for me? haha….
Steph: errrmm… wait….
He looked inside and touched her soiled clothes.
CK: what is this? It’s gross.
Steph: cooking oil…. errmm….. I accidentally spilled on myself when I was cooking.
CK: ah….I see….
He had not questioned her about the slamming of the door on him and he did not further questioned about why she was not wearing her bra.
CK: So, what’s there to eat?
Steph: Are you hungry now?
CK: yes……
He settled down on the sofa.
Steph: ok…. you have a seat and I’ll get the food out….
Me: do you want me to do it? since it’s my place….
Steph: I cooked, remember? so I know where the things are…..
She was happy to evade his questions and quickly went into the kitchen, leaving CK with me in the living room as I seated beside him on the sofa.
CK: wa…. bro…. how long was she here?
Me: about half an hour before you arrived.
CK: And when did she change her clothes?
Me: just before you arrived, she went to bathe
CK: wow….I never expected to be able to see her without her bra…..
I never expected that she would be without a bra in front of others besides me. My guessed was that she wanted to hang around with me longer and she did not realize it was so obvious.
Me: me too…..
CK: I can see her nipples man….. You must had a good time looking at her earlier….. haha…
Me: She just came out of the bathroom. Her hair is still wet. I don’t have time to ogle at her….
CK: That’s your shirt she is wearing?
Me: yes…… she didn’t bring extra…..
CK: ok….ok… I think she doesn’t know it is very obvious. Don’t tell her ok?
I rolled my eyes at him.
Me: It’s just nipples lei….
CK: no…. it’s not….. don’t say I never share…. I don’t think she is wearing anything below as well.
me: har? can’t be, right?
She had told me that she was wearing her G-string.
CK: look….
He brought up the carrier again and I saw her T-shirt, bra, shorts and her G-string inside. Unless she brought something else, if not she was definitely naked underneath.
This was a new revelation to me. She had told me she was wearing her G-string. Now I knew the reason that she was teasing me. Her clothes were in fact soaked with oil and she had removed everything when she bathed, thinking that it will only be the 2 of us.
CK: you better don’t ask her anything about it. Else I think she would leave.
Just then my phone rang and I went into my room to answer the call.
Me: why didn’t you inform her that he is coming?
PA: I don’t see it as necessary. It wasn’t a game changer is it?
Me: Did you even tell her my plan?
PA: listen. there is a change of plans.
He gave me his version and expected me to follow it.
I was thinking about his instructions as I came out from his room. CK had seated himself in the middle of my sofa and Steph was setting down some food on the coffee table.
However she had bent at the waist and her collar had fallen forward. It had caused a deep cavern between the T-shirt and her body and from the angle of the back of CK’s head; I knew he was peeping into it.
She straightened up as she saw me.
Steph: Keith, the food is ready. come and eat.
I wanted to inform her but CK was watching her carefully as she headed back to the kitchen. I went over and sat down beside him and he started to whisper to me excitedly.
CK: wow…. did you see that! ….. Her nipples are pinkish….. like the Jap girls!
I was not too pleased about it but I knew why he was so excited. Every day, many of us hoped to see a pretty woman downblouse or upskirt and there are many of us who even go to the length of taking pictures of such incidents. However, how many of us actually managed to get a good view or better still, the person was your colleague whom you were interested in? Furthermore, what if you could see her bits? Naturally, he was excited.
CK: if I could just get to see if she is wearing anything below…… wa…. buey ta han man…..
My guessed was that she had unwittingly exposed herself and did not even realized what had happened as this was not her clothes and not something that she was used to wear. Her normal clothes had tight collars and there was no need for her to hold her top when she bent down. So as she was in my new set of clothes, it was not something that she would do or even realized it.
CK: you don’t seem interested….. Gem right? Your mind is full of Gem…..get her out of your mind for now. Steph is here and free show for us…. aren’t you excited to see her zaogeng?
Me: I didn’t get to see anything la…..
CK: ok….ok…. you will get to see it when she comes out.
Just then Steph came out of the kitchen and held the remaining food items in both hands as she walked towards us. My coffee table was low and as before, she bent down at her waist as she set the food down and rearranged the table. Without craning my neck, I could see the view that CK was raving about. In close proximity, I could see her breasts and nipples through the opening in her top.
Once she was done, she straightened up and scowled as she pointed at the sofa. For a second, I thought she caught me peeking.
Steph: Where am I supposed to sit?
He adjusted himself towards me but I pushed him away, leaving the seat in the middle for her.
Me: here…..
My sofa was not a big set and it was a little squeezy for us. So unless she wanted to sit on the floor, she had to squeeze in between us.
As she squeezed in, I could feel the entire length of her upper thighs against mine. Likewise, the same happened on CK’s side but if she did not grumble, CK was more than happy to have his thigh plastered against hers. We started our dinner.
As I did not have any cushions at my place, there was nothing to cover her creamy thighs. I was looking at her legs when I noticed that every time she wanted to get some food or drinks she would just lift her butt slightly off the seat and reached out for it, before sitting down again. Each time when she did this, the bottom of her skirt would brushed against our hips and caused it to move slightly higher up her thighs. Finally, her shirt stopped moving any higher as it rested, perhaps 1 inch away from her pussy.
We were really cramped together on the sofa and I saw the upper part of CK’s arm brushed against her breast a few times after he took his food but she did not seemed to notice and probably took it as accidental.
Finally we were full. CK went to use the common toilet while Steph went to the kitchen to wash her hands and the dishes. I used the one in my room and thought about how to execute the new plan the PA had.
Steph’s phone had not ring and so it was obvious that she did not know of his plan. I looked at the image that he sent me and started to formulate my plan. I made my decision.
When I came out Steph and CK were sitting on the sofa talking. I heard her asking him some questions and he was answering them.
Me: Steph, I bought some fruits but I do not know how to cut them. Can you help me?
Steph: ok…. then you have a chat with CK.
She got up and as she walked past me, she gave a tiny shook of her head. I knew what she meant. She was unable to get any information from him.
Once she disappeared into the kitchen, CK pulled me down on the sofa excitedly.
CK: did you see her thighs?
Me: yes….
CK: I almost could not control myself…..haha…. and I touched her breasts a few times with my elbow during dinner….. shiok man…..
Me: wait till you see this….
CK: What’s that?
Me: my friend sent me this…..
I showed him my phone.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Pretty demure lady, in need of some urgent cash
Nationality: Singapore
Age: 25
Height: 158cm
Weight: 42kg
Vital Stats: 32B-24-32
Damage: $600/60mins/1shot (only 5 star hotels + CD provided)
Service: FJ
Contact: SMS / WhatsApp to 0000 0000
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
He almost dropped my phone.
CK: That’s her number! where did you get it from?
Me: One of my friends.
CK: Do you think it’s real?
Me: Let’s find out….
Just then, Steph returned from the kitchen.