Dear all,
So here we go. I have always wanted to pen down my thoughts and also what I have experienced when I had the chance to work in a flower joint. Always love reading stories that are shared by everyone in SBF. One can see the differences from reading erotic stories out in the web, where stories are usually straight down into business. I personally favorite stories by my favorite writer, bro ilikeoldchangkee.
This story that I am sharing are genuinely real. Some events and names are altered to protect the identity of the person involved. The story will start with the first ever lady that i met whom brought me to a whole new level of perspective on Sex and then moving on to the main story where i would share on the happenings that i encounter in the Flower Joint that i worked in.
Lastly, I am typing everything down from memories and pardon me for the bad English. The story will be written in the first-person perspective.
Part 1
Background - Welcome to my Life
A cliché start. A typical Singaporean, 90s Kid. 1990 specifically. I don’t see myself as someone who is in the 90s. Cliques and friends that I mixes with are somewhat older and thus, I always got the chance to talk and look at matters in a much more mature perspective.
I was born into a Hokkien/Mandarin speaking family. As typical as it can get, I was always told that I need to excel in my studies in order to have a bright future, but that was it. No words of wisdom, no sharing of life philosophy, no guidance, suggestions, but simply, i was left to figure out what my future will be on my own. I was 17 at the point of time when I decided to move out from my house.
As my Grandfather passed away a few years back, My Grandmother got the whole apartment to herself. It was perfect. I could take the extra time to take care of her and at the same time, enjoy that personal space that I always wanted. I moved immediately after getting consent from both of my parents.
Part 2
Shelly
I was still a virgin at the age of 17, 2nd year into Poly. That was when I met her, Shelly. She was from another course. At that point of time, nope I wasn’t really into her. What makes her attractive to me was how she carried herself. It was totally new to me. She was different from the other girls in the class. She has tons of experience regarding BGR and sex. She was not shy to speak about sex, EX-s, etc. Some of the guys in the class were teasing her and some girls were definitely put off (probably jealous on the amount of attention she could get from the guys) on how open she was.
She was tall. 1.75, quite tall for a girl in SG I guess? Won’t turn heads but with the help of make-up and good wardrobe, she would definitely make heads turn? She got a nice figure - closer to the skinny type. She has a small B. Her asset was all focused on her bottom. Her legs were really nicely shaped and long and what caught me was her bubble butt. She has a thick bottom. Her ass protrudes nicely whenever she put on shinnies. Perfect with a slim waist. She usually dresses in a simple t-shirt, coupled with short dress and shoes.
Experiences that I had with my ex-gf was mainly holding hands and the furthest we went was to locked our lips. I could only rely on the different websites that were available then to release my ever-growing hormones. I was always shy with girls and thus, I don’t really stand out well with the ladies in class.
Like I shared, Shelly was different. She was the opposite from me. Always taking the imitative. She was not shy with guys, never running out of topics. I got the opportunity to spend much more time together with her as we happened to be in the same group for projects.
We grew closer as days goes by. We are not in the same course but still, we do meet up as we need to discuss and complete our final presentation. Our conversation started to get wild as I started to catch and play along with her playful remarks and tease. The teasing get way more out of hand when I told her I am still a virgin.
A week before our group final presentation, we decided to head out for discussion. We could grab some nice food while we are at it. Somehow after the meal, all of us ended up coming to my place. My grandma was on a holiday trip so we got the whole apartment to ourselves.
Everything went well. We finished our work at about 6 pm and all of us agreed to pack up and leave. One by one, everyone started leaving except Shelly. She told me it is alright as she is staying nearby and her mum is out. We were both on our laptop, trying to send some files to each other. This was when i started to steal glances at Shelly. I was starting to get sweaty palms. Should I do anything? It was getting kind of awkward. I do have to admit that I enjoy her companionship and time with her as I was always attracted to all those erotic experiences that she always shares. Is this infatuation?
“Could you show me around your house?” She smiled, rubbing her hands in anticipation.
I guided her to my room. I was lucky enough to have the master bedroom to myself. Did some DIY work to furnish the room.
Painted the walls with a nice shade of baby blue, bought a computer desk, a tatami bed and competing it with a simple side table from Ikea. I kept everything fairly simple and neat. She loves the contemporary design and was complaining to me how messy her room was and how I should totally help her in revamping her room.
Showed her the guest room as my grandma’s room was out of bound. In the guest room, there was a cabinet that displays tons of alcohols ranging from Whisky, Rums to beers.
Most bottles were collected and placed in the cabinet collectively from my families as they do travel often and they would often pop by with a bottle to display it.
“Oh my God, this is an impressive collection, Can I try this Vodka?” She chirped, pointing to a half bottle vodka, which was drunk by me.
“Of course, but don’t get drunk hor.”, I replied, walking to the kitchen trying to get us Ice and glasses.
S: “Hehe, you’ve got such a nice room and bed, it’s alright even if I am drunk. I’ve got my place already” She took the bottle and went into my room, lying down without hesitation.
Me: “you very buey paiseh leh. You can take the guestroom though.”
S: “nahhh, this is mine for today” She giggled as she rolls around my bed, commenting on how comfy it was.
I was standing beside the bed, trying to pour us some drink. She laid on her belly, looking at her phone. I can’t help but notice on how excellent her butt was shaped. She was wearing skinnies and it wrapped nicely around her legs and butt.
“Here you go! There would be 8 SGD please” I joked, trying my best to act as a bartender.
“Roll it please, I think I will take 10 of this” She replied, sipping down her the vodka in one gulp. (on the rock)
She sure could take her alcohol well. She went into the guest room and took out a few more opened bottles, we even opened one of the rums so that she could try it. Time passes and we were on our eighth glasses. I was already feeling tipsy and I was making trips to the bathroom frequently.
“Are you okay? You went to puke? Is the 5th time you been to the bathroom “She exclaimed.
“No…. it happens when I drink, makes me want to pee, and yes I think I had enough” i roll my eyes as I stand up again to make my way to the attached bathroom.
Just as I was releasing myself, she opened the door and stood behind me, peeking at me urinating.
I didn’t locked the door.
“Oii! Hello! What are you doing?” I shouted, trying my best to finish my business and on the same time trying to aim properly as I was starting to stumble.
S:“I also high tide, I want to use the bathroom too”
She pushes me aside, placing the seat down and immediately took her skinnies down together with her panties. I was literally releasing onto the shower floor. Oh my god. I look at her white thighs and the panties that were rolled with the pants on her ankle.
In the matter of seconds, my manhood grew as I register the image in my mind. She looks at me acting all innocent. She saw my growing manhood and she was giggling to herself.
S: Looks like someone is turn on by a lady peeing, hehehe ”. I immediately turn away, blushing, trying to push my erection down while pulling my pants up.
She stood up and pulled my face to her. Our lips touch. It’s been awhile since I kissed a lady. I was trying my best to keep up with her tongue swirling around. I broke off from the kiss, staring at her in disbelief with my hands still pulling my pants. She stared at me, putting on a silly and confused look, with her pants still down. I could see her bare pelvis. She was shaved!
Me: “I am drunk，are you?”
S: “Quite! But I think you are really cute… and… I am super horny right now…”
I stood there, like an idiot. Trying to think of words to reply. Is this a prank? That easy? Are we going to have sex?
She wiggled herself out of her pants, remove her shirt and unhook her bra. She looked at me seductively.
S “I like you…. And I need you….now”
Crazy. Unbelievable. Super Drama - all that was in my mind. Within seconds, I was already undress and on my bed. We were locked in kisses again. She started going around my ears and neck. That tingling sensation causes the hair on my back to stand.
She started moving her tongue down from my chest to my groin like a mop, leaving a trail of saliva as she went. I was super excited when she started licking around my tool. I look at her, eyes gleaming with anticipation as she looked at my harden tool.
It was my first and I was elated. Mixed feeling as I felt her mouth. It was warm and moist. Her tongue swirled, wrapping itself around me. I was uncircumcised. I would admit the feeling was not very comfortable as it was the first for my cock to be exposed to such different elements and texture. It was even crazy when she flicks her tongue on my tip. However, the warm and fuzzy feeling was still there. I tried to move, but it felt as my body were tied down by invisible threads. I felt myself growing big and hard inside her mouth.
I felt like I was on a roller coaster ride. It was a strange sensation. Within minutes, I could feel the pressure building up in my balls and cock. Shelly knew it. She got up, wiping away the salvia around her mouth with her arm, just like barbarian who have finished her meat. She started wanking me.
Within seconds, I felt an abrupt rush of my semen racing through my veins and I came. Spurting a good load of cum on her hands and my abdomen.
S: “Nice…. I know you are a virgin. Its alright.” She gave me a peck and went on to the bathroom.
I laid there motionlessly, trying to clam myself down. I could even hear my own heartbeat.
Her phone rang and it was time to go. Her mum wants her back.
S: “too bad, I can’t stay. But yes, you are mine. And I will have you soon enough. See you my dear, not bad for our first date ya?”
She went up the cab and waved goodbye to me, mouthing the word “I love you”.
Really? That easy?
I went back. It was probably the alcohol, probably an infatuation, I was happy and excited. But i knew deep down, that was not love, that was not what i wanted. Something was amiss definitely. Should I stop it? Or should I give it a try?
I went to bed with a hardon again. Thinking about the first ever sexual act that I’ve got from Shelly.
I woke up feeling fresh and energetic. I received a call from her early in the Morning, telling me to meet her for lunch. As both of us are busy preparing for the end of our modules, we were packed. We tried our best to meet up on the campus. We text and call each other often after classes or when we are back.
After the first encounter, she did initiate to come to my place but due to the different classes and schedule that we had. It was not possible. When the chance came, she did come up to my place but as my Grandma was back, we did not do anything much.
“Why not, let’s wait for your birthday. I shall take away your virginity” She said casually as she sips up the noodles that I cooked for her. Giving me that CFM look.
‘wow, really? Best birthday gift ever, I can’t wait! I exclaimed,
Weeks past. We were getting comfortable with each other and she was constantly teasing me.
She would send me photos of her at home, clad in only bra and panties. An array of colours of lingerie. I love it when she shared photos of herself in her lace thong. Her ass was so round and bubble. She would share with me links of website, telling me how much she wants me to do what the video does. She would send dirty messages to me, causing me to lose concentration in class.
Imagine having dinner with your friends and family outside with a hardon and you would receive photos after photos of her playing with herself. She would be even naked, just revealing her nipples and vagina by a bit while posing for the photos. It was a whole new experience for me.
She led me on, telling me that I could have a chance to break my virgin and she is confident that she will be the one taking it.
Since we stayed near each other, I would often wait for her after classes and send her home together whenever I had the chance. I somehow hated it, not because of taking the trouble to detour but the fact that I always arrive home with precum smeared in my boxers and underwear.
Time: 3 days to my Birthday.
I was contemplating whether I should get some protection. I was left with a lot of questions. I was worried about wasting this chance if my grandmother is at home. What should I do? How could I perform? What if all of these was a prank. What if things aren’t so simple after all?
Time: 2 Days to my Birthday
Managed to convinced my Grandma to go on a short trip with my parents to Genting. Perfect timing and plan as I would have the whole apartment to myself again.
Time: 1 Day to my Birthday
I assured my Grandma that everything would be fine. Asked her to enjoy her trip and take care of herself. Sent her to my parents before waving goodbye enthusiastically.
Time: Saturday, My Birthday.
No classes. No nothing. Just me and her. I woke up in anticipation. Today is D- Day!
I bathed and had my breakfast.
She came, my heart fluttered as I saw her. She was wearing a pair of black platform stilettos, at least 8 cm long. She was wearing a blue figure-hugging dress; it was short and It was showing way too many legs.
I felt my dick stir a little as I scan her down, looking at her white creamy thighs. Her hair was done up nicely and the make-up was great. Everything was perfect. She knew it was my day. and I know, it will be my best birthday ever.
She made a turn “ ta-da, nice right! You should look at yourself, your eyes almost pop out”
Me: “Oh gosh, I would be gay if I didn’t have that reaction”
We hugged.
Me: “You are so tall with your heels, stress if we are going out, almost as tall as me”
S: “Naahh my baby is still taller, see!” She tries to compare height by moving her nose to my nose. Anyway, here’s your present! But please don’t open it now.”
I rubbed my hand in anticipation. What was it? I peeked into the bag. A black box was there, palm size. Was it a wallet?
She came in without taking off her heels. I didn’t stop her. That was downright sexy, the way I look at her butt sway as she walked to my room confidently. The dress was tight and short and I could even make out the line of her thong she was wearing.
I followed behind. I closed the door. She was already lying down on my bed on her belly. I could almost see her butt as her dress moved up. With one hand supporting her head, heels on her legs still she beckoned me over.
I went over and lie down on my bed beside her just like an obedient kid, mesmerizes with the way she smiles at me.
Without saying a word. She unwrapped my present in front of me. It was a normal plain black tie.
“Why a tie?” I said, giving her a peck to show my gratitude but still amused.
S: “So I can leash you up and you won’t escape from me”
She crawled up and sat on me, putting the tie over my neck. Pulling it, I went forward and we locked our lips. She moves the tie up to my head and attempts to blindfold me with the tie.
What? She was into Bondage? I am not into spanking though! I was confused, but I was also excited.
Part of me was eagerly waiting for what she wanted to do to me and part of me was afraid she was too crazy. She hushed me to be quiet, assuring me that this is not SM. She pushes me down, making me lie on the bed. Kissing me and licking me on my ear. She whispered into my ear.
S: “I have been waiting for these few weeks, Happy Birthday Dear”
She stripped me and started doing her tongue routine all over my body. She works around my chest, leaving a trail down to my groin again like the previous time, kissing and sucking and worshipping every part of my body.
She started going around the balls, taking the whole thing into her mouth, sucking it. She licked the underneath of the shaft, going around in circles.
I couldn’t see all the action. It got me really excited. Kinky…
The feeling was too much for me to register. It was good for a second, ticklish for another second, uncomfortable for another second. I could feel the warmth of her mouth, the saliva dripping off my dick. She would engulf my whole manhood and I could feel it touching the walls of her throat. I would feel her tongue attacking every part of my dick, especially the tip. It was so sensitive that my muscles would tighten and I would begin to squirm. The softness of her tongue wrapping around my tool.
I was on cloud nine.
Just as I was in enjoying every moment of it, she stopped. Within a second, I felt her body weight on my groin.
I felt the warmth of a vagina for the first time in my life.
There was not much resistance as it was wet and slippery. I was awestruck and my mouth was dry. I couldn’t make out any words. I felt the walls and the muscle of the vagina gripping on to my manhood, tightening its grip as she rocked slowly. I could sense my pleasure passing through me almost unnoticed and I tried to fix my entire concentration on it.
S: “ugh, it been a while since I have someone in me”
I gasped. I felt the pressure building up. The pull and push feeling around my manhood were too much. I tremble and grit my teeth as I was near to climax.
S: “Oh my god, it’s so hard, I could feel it. Give it to me baby!” She said sexily while increasing her speed and momentum. I was on euphoria. Within seconds, I unleashed my sperm, filling her up as she twitched and scream in pleasure.
She laid on my chest, hugging me tightly as she gave light pecks. I remove the tie, feeling dazed and blur. She looked up at me with those bright eyes, sparkling with satisfaction.
S: “Happy Birthday dear, hope you like your present”
Me: “best ever” smiling like an idiot as I hugged her tightly.
We cleaned up and she told was in the “safe” period and so it was alright without protection.
I was attached to her. I am not too sure about emotionally but definitely physically.
I was open up to a whole new world of physical intimacy with her. We explored a lot together. She was always open to share what she is comfortable with and what’s not. It was wild. She would often come to my house and we would spend our time together exploring each other’s body.
One moment she is lying on my bed using her laptop and the next moment when I walked into the room with her lunch, she would wearing just a piece of a thong, spreading her legs, touching herself while beckoning me. We did it on the couch, on the tables, on the floor, on the kitchen top and even in the bathroom, practically everywhere in my apartment whenever my Grandma is out.
I could be taking a nap and suddenly I would wake up with my manhood in her mouth. She would crawl under the table, pull out my manhood from my boxer, and starts to mouth me when I am playing DOTA just to get my attention.
Yup, of course, i PULL PLUG.
I could do whatever I want and she was always alright with it. Finishing on her face occasionally but the best is when she swallows it all up. I always like doing doggy with her as I could see her butt bouncing and jingling with each thrust I made. She even tried blowing me while taking a puff.
Sometimes we could be screwing 2-3 times a day. It was crazy.
On a whole new level, we even did it once in the handicap toilet. I even got a release when we were in the cinema.
On one instance. While we are smoking in the staircase, she used her butt to tease me and we did it overlooking the entire neighbourhood. I was sexually satisfied.
But I was not emotionally satisfied.
A year into the relationship. Things started to fall apart. I got a part-time job in a flower joint. Got into a new social circle. She hated it. We spent lesser time together. I was quite an ass as I didn’t take the effort to keep the relationship from falling through. We quarrel frequently and we started to pick on each other. Different views on the future, likings etc. We do have much difference to overcome. Things ended up so badly that she tried to cut herself but luckily, I stop her in time. Somehow, all good things come to an end and we moved on.
Till this date, none of my relationship or partners could do what she did.
Part 3
The Introduction
One particular night, I was out having supper with my buddy Drake at a kopitiam in Balestier.
D: “Eh, bro, want to do part-time bo” he introduces me to a job. I was still in Poly and of course, in a relationship with Shelly.
Me: “Huh, I got classes in the day, I don’t have the time”
D: “I believe you can manage it. It’s at night. Pays quite well. Night club setting, many pretty ladies and booze. I am already in”
Drake shared with me the happenings that he has experienced. What are night clubs, what are flower joints. As for my job, it will be at night, starting at 8 PM, and ending at 2 AM. I will be the cashier at a flower joint.
Me: “So not KBOX kind hor. Really that fun?”
‘No, not kbox, nightclub, with ladies singing and dancing” Drake said, as he dabbed his cigarette in the milk can.
D: “It’s not a lot, but the job fair is fairly simple. We just need someone whom we can trust. Since you are good with your math, why not join us. An extra income doesn’t kill”
I nodded my head. Finishing my Bak Ku Teh.
I went home. Thinking about the offer that Drake gave. For the extra income, I would be sacrificing my sleep and even some of the time in school. There was a lot of what if.
But after listening to all the experiences that Drake has, I was quite curious. I wanted to experience it for myself. The ladies? Yes, that’s what I wanted. Ladies from all walks of life and countries are available. It’s not just Shelly anymore.
I was hungry for more.
I dropped Drake a message the next day, telling him that I’m in.
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Thank you, Bros, for those who have upped my points. I’ve always been a silent reader and thus reading and sharing experiences are my focus. Tbh I’m not sure how the points system works So pardon me if I am unable to return the points back.
As for the stories, it may be draggy, may have bad English but to me, it is a place where I could share my “diary”. Please stay with me and Thank you for your time!
Ocatus
Drake was someone I look to. He was one year older than me and i knew him in our secondary days where he helped me fought away Bullies. He did not join any group; however, he does mixes around with a few of them. No doubt, with this kind of social circle, he was able to carry that impression that he was no pushover. He was, I could say, the most well respected in our school. Friends just come to him for help and often, to get into his cliques. We shared a lot in common and we were close as we stay near to each other. Getting into his circle, I started to gain that *confidence*.
After moving on to poly. We continue to meet often. I was introduced to a small group of people with names like AH GOU, BLACK MOLE, AH ZUI, OR XIM, (BLACK HEART), GAO GHEI (9 month). They were in their mid -30s to 40s.
As typical as it seems, these Uncles seems harmless but underneath their shirts shows signs and reminisces of their past. They were very active in the 70s, period, where triad activities were common in Singapore. Although they have went through all these in their days, i believe you would understand me that that was all in the past. At this current society context, we are not talking about who held the most power or who is governing which sector or area but, who’s wallet is the thickest.
All of them own some forms of business, and they were all connected with one another. They are not blood related but they are buddies working closely together, relying on one another for support with their business. Buffet, SPA, KTV, alcohols, Coffee shop, car garage and even property.
Quite a number of trades as I spend my time talking to them. I was eager to know more. I wanted to see how they link up each of their business together. I wanted to know how they got their business up, how they can afford their current lifestyle. I wanted to have one for myself too.
The Lifestyle
I could often meet Drake. Where he could meet some of the uncles and big brothers. (we were the youngest of course). We did not act like teens despite the fact that we look young. We were sincere. We know what to do and what to say in front of them, making us popular among them as they start to share with us more on what they do and how they are doing it.
After that supper, Drake brought me to flower joint near Balestier. From then on, everything seems to went out of control. I was always telling Shelly that I would be resting early but I would climb out of bed, put on my best look and head out to meet Drake.
I was always ready to roll. Apart from travelling, every expense was covered. From pubs to KTV Nightclubs, i was patronizing night establishment around Singapore. I started to dive deeper into this lifestyle, learning how they speak, how they hold a conversation with a lady, how they play the games socializing with different kinds of people.
I started to observe how people can turn into a totally different person after alcohol influences. For instance, Jackie, who owns 2 automobile garage shops. He was often quiet and reserved. He was always emotionless, just like someone who doesn’t know how to express sadness or happiness. I laughed when I saw him danced on the sofa swinging his shirt with that pokerface.
And yes, the most important part of all - I was always expose to opportunities.
Local Ladies in the club, Malaysian ladies in pubs, Thailand, Vietnam and China ladies in the KTVs, nightclubs. You guess it. But they were different from Shelly.
Due to whatsoever reason, most that were involved in these scenes were paid to be in them and high chance most are out to make you spend. But for me and Drake, we were different. We were young and we were led into these places effortlessly. We’ve got this “cloak of gold”. We definitely stand out from our groups due to our age.
These Uncles were not stingy when it comes down to partying. Often, we would get to be seated beside hot ladies. We could get the chance to get ladies to drink with us effortlessly.
My first taste of Siam – A Thai nightclub in Shenton Way.
Was chilling with our group of 5 guys and one of the Siambu caught my eye. She was dancing at another table further away from me and my vision was just locked onto her. She was moving to the groove just like Shakira. We were locked in sight regardless of the number of people moving past us. She knew I was looking at her and she continues to tease me, moving her hands around her body in a seductively manner.
With limited lights, she seems to be quite fair and tall which I preferred. She looks cute to me with her hair tied up in a bun. Her dark grey dress was short and it shows her curves well. Because of Shelly, I have a thing for asses and legs. And that was what caught my eye.
I held my drinks, initiating a toast. She returns one, smiling and drinking from her glass while we maintain eye contact. She came over.
One of my friends told me to check her out just in case she was a he. “Oi, why she so tall, later you go back backside pain are, hahahaha” my friend shouted to my ear, laughing after making the comment.
Getting the drift, i took my chances. After a while, she was so comfortable with me that her hands were all over me. I tried my luck and move my hands closer to her pelvic region. Damm, what if she slapped me and call the police. I wasn’t thinking straight but both of us were damm high.
Luckily it was good. “Nothing was protruding”.
As she was sporting enough and we did have a good time, I treated her LD, just 6 of it. She was over the moon! She said that she got nothing much after this and asked me where will we be going. I tried my best to be a gentleman, but still, I gave in to her advances. We eventually ended up at my place. We were kissing like long lost lover once we got into the room. We stripped ourselves naked while moving to the bathroom.
I was already rocked hard as she smiled shyly while griping my harden tool.
“Ohh, big naa, I scare” She commented, looking at my tool with a frown, acting cute. “Thank you for the compliments, but I am sure I can make you feel good,” I said shyly.
She laughs, “you notti boi ar” and started to soap me. I returned the favour, soaping her body, starting with her shoulder, down to her breasts and nipple before moving on to her back and butt. She had a tribal tattoo at her lower back. Her nipple was really hard and definitely a sensitive spot for her as she squirms whenever i try to massage her breast.
She tiptoe and held onto me, grinding me with her pussy. We rinsed off the soap and she went down, taking in my manhood. She looked up at me, trying to look at my expression as she taste my manhood, licking and kissing it.
After a few minutes, she stood up, arching her back towards my tool. She took it and guided me into her wet pussy. i wasn’t thinking straight about protection nor anything. it was yolo.
I pumped her hard while at the same time trying to cover her mouth to stop her moaning sound as i didn’t want my grandma to know i am screwing someone in her house.
Finished on her breast as she sucked me clean after emptying myself.
Woke up with her kissing me and we had another round again. Sent her downstairs to take the cab home afterwards.
Yes, I cheated on Shelly. I fooled around. But I couldn’t help it. I wanted to see how far I could go
Part 4
George and Jake
Saturday - Received a message from Drake to head down to City Hall on Sunday noon. Told Shelly that I got this part-time job and assure her that it was nothing sleazy. Did some shopping and caught a movie with her before ending the day.
Woke up late and grabbed brunch before heading down to meet Drake. Joint was in a complex. Met up with Drake outside the taxi stand and he led me in.
From the entrance, I saw George and Jake, sitting on one of the couches with two ladies. Their hair was dyed yellowish brown. Their skin complexion was really fair. The one besides George was dressed in suspender jeans with a black tee from Guess. I could see her Cartier Bracelet and a Tiffany necklace. I bet the shades she had was from Gucci. The one seated beside Jake was dressed in a white dress. Not too short and not too long. He hair was tie up nicely in a bun and there was some elegance to it.
The layout of the main hall was simple. Dark grey couches and glass table on the left and right with a path that leads to the stage in the middle. The stage was low, probably just 30 CM high Visual aids and flashlights were installed around the stage. A bright pink curtain with flowers embedded on it hanged lavishly on the wall, posing as the backdrop for the stage.
I could see much more as I went in further.
The audio system was placed right beside the stage. A guy was fiddling with the cables, testing the audio and lights. On the further right, I could see colourful stashes with numbers hanging on the left of the bar table.
There was a corridor on the left, which I could see standing tables and chairs. The corridor leads left, with rooms at the back presumably.
On the left, a door with a sign “Office”.
Drake introduces me and we exchange pleasantries with both of them.
George. Financially wise, he was richer among the Uncles that Drake knew. He was in his late thirties. He does have good fashion sense. He was educated, graduated from a local university. He resigned from his job of being a regional marketing director in the real estate industry as he wanted to focus on this business rather than working in an organization as office politics were too much for him.
He was a nice guy, but not at all after chunking down a tower of beer or a bottle of MARTELL. The second owner, the partner of George, was Jake. He was a joker. He would often crack jokes, corny and lame. But he definitely knows how to talk. He could hold his liquor better than George.
George and Jake briefed us on our roles and responsibilities. They explained to us what to expect during the first few days of opening. We will have an official opening in a month’s time.
Drake’s role - He will drink and mingle around with guests and patrons, ensure service standards, coordinate with servers to ensure everything runs smoothly in the joint.
My job was fairly simple. Keying in orders, settling bills, invoice orders, stock take on cigarette and alcohols. Ensure the amount on the stashes that were given to the ladies are accurate and true. The most important thing for me was to report to George and Jake after settling each day’s earning or losses.
George gave us a rather attractive compensation package for our services.
George opened up a bottle and we had a toast to success. As we finished up our brief, George suddenly went quiet and said sternly “Do not ever go into a relationship with any of the ladies here, I warn you guys and I am serious”.
The two ladies giggled, shooting us a look before Drake and I nodded eagerly, proving to them that we got his messages.
We left shortly. “Who’re the ladies beside both them?” I asked Drake. Drake shrugged his shoulders, telling me to mind my own business and prepare to start for work next week. The first batch of ladies will arrive next week, 7 of them. Subsequently, 5 more will join us and depending on the business, We could see more. We parted ways after finishing our cigarette.
I was deep in thoughts while on my way back home.
Interesting, Chinese Ladies.
Just for some bros out there who are not very familiar with Flower Joint.
Basically, it works just like Thai Disco. Sashes termed as “flowers” are offered to performers on stage. Performers would usually sing, dance or do some stage acts to entertain patrons.
In the early days, flowers are physically worn by performers as garlands, which cost about 10 SGD – 50 SGD. I guess inflation rate is kinda high for these kinds of activities and currently, the lowest form of support and appreciation comes with a value of at least 50 – 100 SGD.
Today’s context, most are offered in sashes, which is hung across the performer. Sashes have a number indicating their price. Highest is, 50,000 SGD for a single one. Not to my knowledge if there is any amount higher than that.
Chinese flower joint
Ladies are mostly from China, which a handful are local and Malaysian, (usually come to Singapore through an AGENT), singing and dancing to Mandarin Songs from the 80s - 00s. Cha Cha mandarin songs, from Cantonese to Hokkien to Mandarin Songs. They are dressed in really fancy dress, sophisticated evening gowns, dress, qipao and other costumes that one does not simply wear it out to the street. They are usually young ladies with very good figures.
There is an elegance to it. Rarely you would see them wearing skimpily. It was different. Besides Singing and dancing, they would accompany patrons during their visit. As for touching and grouping? It’s not impossible, but quite hard to find them engaging in physical intimacy with patrons. They are very good at manipulating. To make you want them.
That’s when our next part of stories would come. The drama and happenings …
Sit tight and let’s move back to the story…
Friday arrived almost in an instance –I met up with Shelly after classes and we had an early dinner together before I head off to meet Drake.
8 PM - Again, at the entrance, the place was now filled with balloons and party decorations.
Poster and boards were set up outside to welcome patrons to our new establishment. Drake was already in the joint, running around trying to ensure everything was in place. Friends of George and Jake will be arriving by 10 PM.
I was introduced to 4 club servers, 3 ladies and a guy.
I saw two ladies dressed in Cheongsam seated right at the end of the standing tables beside the bar. They were number tagged. 98 and 97. They were doing their make-up. The dress really works wonder in showing off their curves. I took a few minutes ogling at their thighs as the split of the dress opens up all the way to their hips.
Drake interrupted me and usher me to the back of the hallway for a puff. As I walked through the corridor, I saw different rooms with numbers, room 28, 38 58, 68 and 88. 88 was the last room around the corner and it was the most spacious.
As I make a turn to the left, I saw a half-opened door. What greeted me insight was a pair of creamy white legs resting on a stool. The owner of the legs was busy sorting out her heels and couldn’t care less that I was actually outside staring at her.
Suddenly, the door opened fully and one lady came out in a full white sophisticated evening dress. I froze. She greeted me with a smile and move on.
My eyes were still on the pair of legs as the owner of the legs stopped what she was doing and turned to me. She flashes a cheeky smile to me as the door slowly closes.
The eyes. That pair of eyes. Something innocent coming out from her smile.
I was captivated.
With his arm around my shoulder, Drake dragged me on. We squatted down at the back of the hallway whispering to each other.
D: “How? 5 minutes in the joint only cannot tahan already?” He mocked.
Me: “wah I don’t really see Chinese ladies like this out there on the streets. Those that I saw were always rowdy and rude. They are really fair. They got nice curves and I do like the way they did their hair and make-up.”
D: “you will have all the time in the world to know them, don’t worry. Don’t act like so desperate like that”
Me: “haha kns, got desperate meh”
D: “ya la, the way you look at LingLing machiam first time see a girl like that.”
Me: “she looks really beautiful to me, my type”
D: “Yaya, whatever. Don’t be so obvious and don’t get too close to them during working, if not George will make noise”
Me: “Understood bro”
D: “Come, head back to the bar, gotta pass you some receipts”
Spent about 10 minutes sorting out the receipts and invoices.
8 35 PM – George and Jake arrived. The two ladies whom I saw that day was not with them. The keyboardist came shortly. Sat down behind the consoles and started to take control of the lightings and audio. We addressed him as “Uncle”.
8 45 PM, patrons started to arrive. A few owners from the nearby pubs came and congratulated George and Jake.
Servers were busy. I was helping them with the beer and ice as they serve the patrons.
9 PM, a few groups came, one group requested to have the room as they would like to do some singing among themselves.
Music played and it signals the start of the show. One by one, the ladies came out of their dressing room and paraded down to the hall dressed in array colours of dresses and gowns. I stopped what I was doing to admire their beauty. Their movement was timed and synchronise. When all of them went on to the stage, they bowed and posed.
A lady dress in a red Cheongsam, with a tag “99”, seated beside George introduced the rest of the ladies on stage. As I was seated at the bar, next to the keyboardist and stage, I have the view across the whole hall.
No 99 went on to welcome each and everyone and Uncle went ahead with the music. The ladies commence their performance and started singing and dancing. The ladies look really pretty, as they sway and dance elegantly on the stage. Demure and graceful was the word to describe how I see them for the first time that night. Then I saw her, Ling Ling, the owner of the pair of legs, the eyes. She was No. 87.
George raised his hands and one of the servers, YY took the cue and picked up the sashes from my side.
Sashes of 100 were hung across every lady.
The ladies bowed slightly to express their gratitude. With that, patrons started to gift each ladies’ sashes. Ranging from 50 – 200. More and more request came in. I was getting really busy as I try to get familiar with the system in place.
The system is fairly simple. YY would tell me the table number, the value of the sashes and the number of the particular lady. She would also point towards the direction of the patron who contributed after hanging the sashes so that the ladies would bow in the direction of the supporter.
If YY points up to the ceiling, everyone would know that the sashes are from George or Jake. I will be sorting out the request and bill it to the table or individual.
At this point, YY blew her whistle and all the server follows immediately.
YY took a sash worth 1000 and hang it over on Ling Ling, while 2 of the servers fired the party popper to congratulate Ling Ling.
YY was happy and patrons were looking at the contributor. The contributor was seated beside George, feeling satisfied as he had the attention of us and the ladies on stage. He slaps George on his thigh and brought a toast to George while mumbling something, which they laughed out loud.
I looked at Ling Ling from where I was. She didn’t overreact as she received the sashes, continuing her song as she moves around elegantly. I was mesmerized with the way she looks.
She was wearing a light purple evening gown that evening. Her hair, midnight black, flows over her shoulders as she moves around. The semi-translucent dress fits nicely on her slender body, which I could see that she was braless. Her eyes, like the first time I saw it, framed by short lashes, were dark brown and it seems to be able to tell a story of her own. Perfect with a smoking shinning nose and full lips, I was quite taken aback by her beauty.
Whistles blew and party popper popped. I broke out of my daze, bringing my focus back to my work.
The night went ended fast. I was the last to go as I counted all the earnings twice. 22 000 in cash and 4000 in credit. It was my first ever experience holding on to this much cash.
I reached home at 3 30 am. I fell asleep thinking about Ling Ling.
A week past by without any happening. George and Jake never fail to show up as they mingle around with their friends and patrons. Routines were similar for the ladies.
Apart from a few hi and bye, I didn’t really have much chance to have a long conversation with the ladies. I would always try to arrive earlier than 8 to get a glimpse of them practising their dance routines.
Ling Ling was always in my sight and I would often steal glances at her whenever I could. Drake and I would often receive tips as we have our chances to speak and drink with them.
Morning classes were a pain. Z Monster never fail to be present.
Shelly was starting to complain about the short amount of time that we have together. Compensated for it during weekends by splurging on meals and dates with the extra income I had.
It was a hot and warm Saturday. No work for today as Drake will be handling the bar and cashier for me. After a long Friday night, I decided to head down to Shelly’s place instead of going out as to catch some rest. I fell asleep on the couch after finishing a movie with her.
I was woken up by an itchy yet comfortable feeling. I was straining to keep my eyes open and there she was, right in front of me kissing and nibbling my ear.
“Dear, I’m tired”, I said in a sleepy voice.
She giggled. “Hehe, I don’t care, it’s 3 days and I am really wet now”
I smiled and close my eyes, pretending to get back to sleep.
Her hands went into my pants, gripping my tool. “Wakey Wakey~, time to wake up birdie~” She whispered. I did not react.
She slowly pulled my pants down to my knee, making me squirm as the cold air hits my harden tool. She strokes my tool gently, caressing my balls as she forced her tongue on my lips.
I remain unresponsive to her onslaught. She stripped herself, leaving herself with only her cotton panties. She sat on my tool, moving forward and backwards slowly, grinding me.
She leaned down, pressing her soft asset on my face. With my eyes still closed, I stick out my tongue, trying to get a taste of her breast.
S: “I thought someone is sleeping, how can a sleeping man stick his tongue out? Har?”
I kept my lips shut as I continue to pretend to be asleep. She continues to move around. I could feel her hard nipples rubbing my nose. After a few moments, I felt her squatting on me.
In an instant, I felt my tool slipped into her love hole. The feeling was ecstatic. I groaned as I felt the warmth muscle stretching and griping my sensitive head.
“No sound, sleepyhead” She quipped.
She moaned sexily as she starts moving up and down my rod. The “piak piak piak” sound echoed out loud in the living room as her butt hit my thighs. I could even feel a bit of a stinging sensation on my thigs as her butt slams onto my thighs.
I could feel the immense pressure building up in me. She started slowing down, coming to a halt as I felt her shaking.
I peeped at her, smiling to myself as she reaches her Big O. I could feel her love hole convulsing.
She forced a faint shivering smile at me as collapsed onto my body.
S: “so good….uhmm”
Me: I’m still sleeping…zz"
Just as she was about to continue, we suddenly heard the rattling and jingling sound of the keys right outside the door.
I jumped up immediately. Shelly hushed me to be quiet. “Its my mom!!! QUICK! Hide behind the main door!” She mouthed the words, trying to emphasize the seriousness of the situation while keeping the noise to the minimum.
I pulled up my pants, grabbed my phone, wallet and my pack of cigarettes before dashing to the door. Shelly ran into her room.
Just as the door opened, Shelly walked out, wrapped in a bath towel. The door opened fully, slamming on to me as I held my breath. Praying that her mum won’t close the door.
S: Hey Mum, So early today?
Shelly Mum: Appointment cancelled, so came home earlier. Why, not happy to see me is it?
S: no la no la. Today very hot, I want to take a cold bath. Come in, let me help you.
Shelly Mum: Why are you acting so weird today? Help me some more…
S: Haha, you’re thinking too much. Let me close the door for you.
Shelly mum went into the kitchen with the food. I took the chance and ran out of her house. She threw my shoes right into the corridor.
“Love you, dear, call me!” She mouthed again.
I picked up my shoes, hopping around to wear them with my pants still loose. I turned back and gave her an ok sign as I walk to the lobby.
I went home with my boxer smeared with our love juice and pre-cum. I released myself while we webcam with each other.
Life goes on.
On the second week, the second batch of ladies arrived. Two of them were the ladies whom I saw when I first came to the joint. The lady that was seated beside George, Number 88, Snow and number 85, Venus, who was seated beside Jake.
As of now, we have 12 Ladies in the joint. Some background information:
Northern China (NC) / Southern China (SC) / Characteristic
99 – N.C (Harbin) Big boobs (DD)
98 – S.C (Hangzhou) Foxy Look
97 – (Beijing) – SYT
96 – S.C (Chongqing) – SYT
95 – N.C (Shenyang) – OL look
90 – S.C (Chong Qing) – Shan Shan
89 N.C (Xi An) – Amber
88 N.C (Xi An) – Snow
87 S.C (Fujian) – Ling Ling
86 S.C (Fujian) – Venus
85 S.C (Fujian) – Summer
83 N.C (Hubei) – OL Look
Close to a month of working, this was the lineup of our ladies in the joint. I was able to talk to all of them. Either exchange of pleasantries or listening to their complaints. Everyone was happy with each other and life was good, so was the business.
But things started to change after the opening of the joint…
[DISCLAIMER]: The numbers with names are the ladies that I will be sharing about. The joint has since closed down for business. Ladies have returned or continued on with their lives. Thanks! ~
Days and weeks went by.
I was spending most of my evenings in the joint. The business was up and down, hectic on mid weeks and Fridays, quiet on Sunday and Monday. Drake and i were quite popular with the ladies.
Well, we are the youngest, and we are not ugly to a point that woman will avoid making eye contact with when talking.
On quiet days, we could have drinks and chit chat session with the ladies at the back of the bar. On the second week, all attention went to the new machines that were placed around each corner of the joint.
From then on, ladies would often come and play on the machine whenever they are free. From my observation, Venus and Ling Ling love to play “spot the differences”.
I started to play the game. At times, Ling Ling would come beside me to assist me for a while. I love it when she does that. I could smell the fragrance that she wore, her long hair touching my shoulders and face when she leans close enough to tap on the machine. I like the way she giggles and laughs when she tapped my game randomly to sabotage my game.
“Just take this, don’t worry” Ling Ling said cheekily as she stuffs a mixture of 10s & 50s notes on the bill holder. Her client looked at me, giving the ok sign. I nodded my head, gave a bow and thanks the client for the tips. I looked at Ling Ling, mouthing the word “thanks”.
She smiled at me, like a child who has placed a snail back on the grass, satisfied with what she has done.
Usually, Drake would be the one going out to tables for the bill but one thing with Ling Ling is, she will often come to the bar, insisting that I personally come to bill her patron by myself. I would always return to the counter with a few notes in my pocket.
I like this girl.
The big day arrived that Friday. It was the official opening. Different flower stands and decorations were set up. I finished my class and head down to the joint, slightly earlier than 5 PM.
The ladies were practising new routines as there will be new programs and performance for the opening. The lion dance troupe came, supported by one of Jake’s close friend.
8 PM: the joint was almost full. Servers were busy bringing ice buckets, glasses and bottles around the couches.
My bar table was filled with dozens of bills and orders. Drake was busy re-arranging the couches as more and more patrons arrived.
Bottles of Martells VSOP, Cordon Bleu, Chivas Regal, jugs and towers of Becks Beer were everywhere.
A few Singers and performers, friends of George came. George told me to separate the sashes they had from our ladies as they will only be here for tonight
9 PM: The show started. George and Jake went up to thank everyone for taking their time to come down to show their support. The starting show was a pole dance routine by one of George’s friend.
She was wearing a pair of 12 CM platform heels, with nettings on her legs. She was clad in her pole dancer costume. Shiny black. It was tight. Quite a few supported her with sashes of 50s and 100s being place on the stage.
The show went on, with our ladies performing alone and in groups.
89 Amber, 88 Snow performed a sexy routine with Cai Yiling’s song. I bet everyone was focus on Amber’s boobs. There were some moments I thought I could see her areolas. No idea why but Snow was getting a lot more support. She was sexy as hell. Amber appeared to be a bit clumsy beside Snow. Snow moves around the stage with a confidence that amber does not have.
87 Ling Ling, 86 Summer, 85 Venus was doing a very cute routine to Wang Xining Song - Ai Ni. Ling-Ling looked so adorable. Her eyelashes were longer and the makeup today was not as mature as normal days. I can’t help but stop whatever I was doing to look at her.
I swear I would see her smiling slightly at me whenever she turned to my direction.
Poppers went off As Ling ling’s patron raised a hi 5.
Apart from the normal 50s and 100s, no other ladies would compete with Ling Ling. She has the greatest number of sashes. His patron, a man in his 60s, whom smokes from a pipe and carries a walking stick around. He would always come, sit, order a glass of tea and wait for Ling Ling to sing.
He would often hold up his hands and we will always observe his fingers. 1 finger = 1000, a hi-5? 5000. George like this patron as most of his bills was cleared fully every time before he leaves in cash.
Looks like I will have extras for supper tonight, I thought to myself.
12 Midnight came. The ladies lined up to compete for the sashes. Ling Ling was wearing the crown with a 10,000 value and Snow was beside her, wearing a 5,000 Value.
The night went on and close to 2, patrons started leaving. One of the ladies became drunk and have to leave earlier. George and Jake left shortly. The rest of the ladies and patrons started to leave too.
The whole place was in a mess and I told the servers to come in earlier tomorrow to clear the mess.
Drake and I locked the door at 4 am. Dropped a text to George and Jake on today’s earning before we went to Jalan Basar to have our supper before heading home.