me: calm down ok.. don’t take his words to heart… come on.. it’s just work..
I handed her a piece of tissue..
me: shhh.. someone is walking by…. pretend to be ok…
i pretended to speak louder and discussed some other work things with her.. she wasn’t responding, but kind of realise what I was trying to do and just played along and nodded her head..
me: remember what I shared. never let others see you break down at work..
she nodded her head…
i took the chance, patted her gently on her back. left my hand linger on her back awhile more.. fingers felt her bra strap a little.. she didn’t resist. she has always been so conservative and guarded, even though we two were supposed to be working as partners to lead our department. i kept a look out to make sure no one was looking in our direction.
me: you gonna be ok?
i whispered to her…
she took a while, but nodded her head..
i pat her back once more, gripped her shoulder tight and whispered to her “be strong”..
went back to my cubicle that was near her. pretended to do my work but was secretly observing her…
she sat there, completely listless. no mood. no one seemed to dare to speak to her either. but not a single soul gave her any attention either. then again, not many knew what was written on her work review and performance grade, those who do, wouldn’t bother consoling her either.
after all, she came in as an ambitious and rather direct colleague and naively making suggestions but unknowingly stepping on others’ toes… even the big boss’…
saw her working on her computer…
felt rather uneasy, wondering if she’s recomposed herself again….
4.45pm..
i saw her put her head down on her arms on the desk…
ok!
i packed my stuff, went to her..
me: hey. come. let’s go.
B: huh? go where?
me: let’s get out of here lo. go grab a bite.
B: cannot la. so early..
me: don’t worry. if anyone asks I will just say we are doing work related stuff.. you know.. aiya no one cares one. come let’s get out of here..
she looked unconvinced…
me: aiyo til now still dont trust me is it?
B: no no.. ok. gimme a minute..
she’s been here for a year plus… found her annoying and irritating at first… constantly questioning and sometimes undermining my decisions as well… when things started to get worse for her, she somehow managed to believe that I was the one behind all of it. Fortunately, she overheard a conversation between the two other ‘powerhouses’ in the toilet and realised I was not the one.
Never really found her attractive. She wore spects, bad dressing, oversized clothes that don’t match. Tries to look conservative and traditional and doesn’t spend much on her clothes. hair always tied up, skirts usually lower than knee, but watching her pack and her legs on the computer chair… her skirt seems to be higher…
gosh…
i felt some burning feelings down there for her… can’t blame me… i’ve been fantasizing fucking her hard and my way of getting back at her over work disagreements and frustrations… not very attracted to her but still some form of lust for her..
B: ok let’s go.
i watched her get up, her legs spread, showing more of her inner thigh…
fuck!
we got out of the office, she was so self conscious, constantly checking to see if anyone was watching her leave office way earlier than usual. she has after all always been trying to be the last to leave, to be the most hardworking of us all.
went into the lift, stood by her side.. took a look at her side view as i always do… fuck! she is busty! and she’s most likely not the type to wear push ups..
noticed that her eyes were still slightly red..
me: feeling better already? no one’s around liao you can just tell me the truth…
she sniffed a bit… then shook her head… tears dripped down again and she used her fingers to wipe them away quickly..
i took the chance and put one arm around her back and on her shoulder pulled her in for a quick side hug and squeezed her shoulder to press her body on me..
me: you take work too seriously liao leh..
i let her go… thankfully she had no resistance.
she seemed frustrated by my words, but didn’t seem to have any motivation to get her point across..
I led her to my car, even opened the door for her. she thanked me shyly and got on my car… I took the opportunity to spot her dark blue panties as she got on. i rushed over to my side, got on. saw her hugging her bag which was placed on her legs, shut tight, sitting like she was on alert.
me: come. put your bag behind. be comfortable la.
B: it’s ok. i’m ok.
she seemed really uncomfortable… scared maybe? it was her first time in my car…
B: where are we going?
me: surprise for you lo. let me take your mind off work la. you have any dates later?
B: no why? (she responded solemnly but sharply)
me: just checking. we go for drinks then a good meal la… and talk. just relax. no deadlines coming also right?
B: nope!
she replied quickly, once again still eager to show how well she knew our work…
me: good for me to have you, we complement each other so well. with you around, my schedule management is not so much better!
B: yours is one of the best ah…
she replied, her tone much better, not as solemn anymore..
me: because of you la!
saw her lips struggle not to smile..
I had the perfect place in mind. she didn’t ask either.. the ride was a little awkward also.. it was kind of the first time we are together outside of work.
after she realise I was not the driver behind her being disliked at work, she opened up to me more, but not to the part where she overhead the conversation. she started to confide some problems in me over whatsapp.. which led to some peaceful discussions where I felt I was getting her support and efforts to be considerate of my style and direction.. chat over the phone once or twice, long conversation.
but never out of office space in person.
offered her lifts before, but she always politely refused as she kind of wanted to be the last to leave.
reached the OUE building. she seemed surprised..
B: where are we going ah?
she asked as we walked towards the lift to the lobby.
me: aiyo.. learn to trust me leh bieee…
it was awkward…
it was the first time I called her in person by the nickname which i gave her… we got closer over the last few torrid months when she got openly ‘bullied’ by the other heads in our company.
B: ok ok… sorry I kept asking… annoying ah?
me: no la. why apologise. small thing.. come..
i led her to the other lift at the lobby after speaking to the reception.
me: been here before?
B: nope. so high ah?
I brought her to the restaurant back when it was still operational.
got us a table at the corner of the balcony. she seemed to be amazed by the view and also rather fazed by the restaurant.. she felt underdressed… she’s a very thrifty person, rather unsuitable for our line of work at times as well.
the waitress handled us the menus…
me: i do the ordering?
B: yup ok..
she was uncomfortable and nervous as well.. I ordered a few cocktails for us to share, then finger food.
she sat on the couch opposite to me, I tried my best not to look at her zaogeng… but did catch some sight of it. she didn’t dare to sit too comfortably as she will definitely zaogeng…
me: hey, come sit here beside me. then you can sit back and relax and be comfortable! the view is better also..
she gladly stood up and sat beside me… this time round, I clearly saw her panties again.. felt my erection hardening already.
she sat a little far from me, the other end of the sofa.
me: feeling better now?
B: yup. the view is nice.
me: must come out la. take mind off work, you take work too seriously you know?
I turned my body to face her. she looked downwards, like still calculating her words before she responds to me.
maybe she still doesn’t trust me as much yet?
me: just speak your mind leh. you know I okay one. i bring you out her to talk it out.. don’t worry. just say what’s on your mind…
B: i don’t know…
me: nevermind ah. wait for the drinks. drink liao easier to talk.
she hesitated to reply.
me: talk it out. trust me. you will feel better.. unless you don’t trust me enough la..
B: no no… it’s not that.
me: do you talk to your friends about work?
B: not really.
me: what about your family?
B: sometimes, but don’t think they can relate.
me: so I am the only one you can offload your frustrations to?
B: …….
the drinks came..
waitress: here’s your mojito………
she placed the 4 different cocktails I ordered down and the finger food.
B: wow so much??
me: we will be here until dinner ma. you ok to stay?
B: erm….
me: aiyo. you need to rush off to do what? work? after what happened?
I realised my words hurt her a bit..
me: sorry.. come forget it. try this, it’s very nice. I told the waitress to go easy on the liquor. no worry.
‘cheers.’
she drank a small sip… face squinted a bit…
B: not bad…
she took another sip.. i wonder why she didn’t call me out when I lied about asking the waitress to go easy on the liquor.. she didn’t witness me do any of that as well.. she was definitely not as guarded as before.
I realise I have to get her talking..
but I couldn’t stop staring at her legs! she hugged a pillow and in the process, her skirt was slightly higher without her realising it!
me: so what did he say?
I realised I had to get her talking.
B kept quiet… like struggling to find her words..
me: do you agree with whatever that was said?
B: of course not! ………………………………………….. …………
finally! she let go… went on and on to describe to me what happened……
I let her rant for a few minutes more… this sight was so rare. she was usually so composed, but what I really like was that the cocktail was still in her hand..
me: that’s not very fair to you leh.
B: yes! and it’s not like I had the chance to clarify what really happened also…
me: try this..
i swapped her drink, replacing the half filled one to another new one.
me: yeah that part is very unfair. it’s like taking one person’s word and then it’s true liao.
B: exactly! and she was the one who………… not me!………………………………….
i notice her face was turning red… her eyes bloodshot.. she clearly cannot hold her liquor well…
she continued to rant… about half an hour passed… i interjected carefully at times to either show her support or to make her feel more valued.. she was quite worked up, and sitting upright. I sat closer to her but in a more relaxed manner.. even took some opportunities to feed her some finger food to remind her that it will help her stay sober. she let me.. chewed a little and then continued her rant…
me: back to my point.. other than me, anyone else you can talk about work with?
B: not really. not comfortable with it also…
me: that’s the problem la. that’s why you take work too seriously also.
B: but I just want to do my job well…. you know.. be responsible and only just to…..
she was at a loss for words….. can see tears streaming down her cheeks….
me: are you ok…
she looked to the other side… i took the drink away from her and put it on the counter in front of us… i could hear hear breathing heavily.. sniffing also…
fuck it la! just try!
i put my arm behind her back and then on her shoulder…
me: come here…
i gently pulled her body closer to me, tapped on her hair with my other hand…. felt my chest and tummy connect with her side arm… she didn’t move much, head tilted a little towards me that’s all. I let go of her, took some serviettes and wiped her tears..
B: it’s ok…
she took them from me and wiped on her…
B: thank you…
she was still breathing very loudly…
me: hey i go to the toilet… you just sit and relax ok… we order dinner in about half hour’s time…
she never really looked at me… her head felt heavy… her eyes barely opened…
i walked away and saw her sliding downwards, resting more comfortably on the sofa, she hugged the pillow slightly…
i took my time, in the toilet, had to wipe my penis. my boxers were so wet with precum!
when i returned to her…. she was already asleep! hugging the pillow, her legs spread invitingly….
fuck!!!
fucking tempting!
i looked around… it was still early, the entire balcony was empty!
i took my seat beside her, closer this time.
me: bieee….
i tap on her shoulder gently..
she was unresponsive! completely knocked out!
i tried tickling her a little. I’ve seen her react to being tickled by another female colleague was initially close to her…
no reaction at all!
Bieee was really knocked out!
i took my time to think… plan….
ok I got it…
her head was tilted heavily to one side without support….
I put my shoulder on top of her shoulder, tilted her head and put her head on my shoulder. felt the full pressure of her head on my shoulder, in the process my biceps feeling her full busts…
fuck………
fuck……..!!!!!
c cup at least!!
i looked at her…. she’s about 28 that year, I was already in my mid forties…
fuck it!
i rested my palm on her thigh after adjusting the pillow. , feeling her skirt material… i removed her spects with my other free hand. then took her arm away from me to put it over my arm. like she was hugging my arm.. she didn’t really respond.. then her arm fell back down to the couch…
sian..
she was really knocked out..
i took the opportunity to smell her hair.. shifted my arm on occasion to feel her boobs…
half an hour went by…
it was still rather warm though windy, and i was really getting bored….
me: bieee?
i shook her a little…. she still didn’t respond…..
fuck it!
i started to caress her thigh….
very…………. slowly…………………
no reaction from her…
i took a long time… stuck with the same finger movement and area on her thigh….. i got bored….. meaning i got even more daring…..my fingers went lower….. now in between her legs…..
Bieee was not skinny, nor chubby. just slightly meaty on her cheeks, reasonable arms and legs. booty not that curvy either..
i heard her breathing slightly louder… i continued with my caressing… carefully restraining myself not to go under her skirt….. it’s just too stupid..
Bieeee fidgeted…. her breathing was definitely faster and louder….i felt her hot breaths on my shoulder… on the drool patch she made on my shirt…
i should stay sane!
i should stay logical!
i still don’t know her well enough!!
but….
i couldn’t take it…
slowly and very gently….. i used my fingers to pulled her skirt upwards until i felt her soft silky inner thigh skin!
i couldn’t take it anymore…
biee was already hugging my arm and breathing heavily into my shoulder after I touched and caressed her crotch area over her skirt material…
I WANTED MORE!
i lingered quite some time at her inner thigh… going closer and closer to her panties pussy area… it wasn’t easy to manage the amount of skirt cloth in my palm as well…
a few minutes passed…. she wasn’t hugging my arm as tightly… seemed to be more relaxed…..
i took the courage…
shit……
i felt her panties silk material already… very slowly……… gently……. i caressed the silk material…. very lightly……. it felt moist!!! moist!!
i got curious…. and horny….
i touched and felt the panties with more pressure…
fuck!
it was definitely slightly wet!
she was more sober now. the food which I ordered had already arrived, the previous unfinished cocktails melted and messy. I ordered another four more.
me: how’s the food?
B: very good! love the beef!
it was A5 Wagyu..
me: how often you have it?
B: not often. only when travel to japan with parents..
she was careful of what she eats. have seen her brought food from home that’s so terrible and tasteless before..
me: go out dine more often la. can help you take attention from the negativities from work…
I did it again! I brought up the incidents to get her back in that solemn mood again. the drinks came. she didn’t drink them immediately, nor did she answer my question..
me: so why don’t you go out and have nicer meals more often? when we earn more we must learn to enjoy more also! i notice you eat such plain and boring stuff usually..
B: no one to dine with also…
she picked up a drink..
me: can I ask you something?
B: huh?
me: when was the last time you had a bf?
she was silent.
me: hope you don’t mind me asking. it’s just talking things out. i’m older can give you some guidance. here to help that’s all.
B: back in uni.
me: oh ok. then after you start work?
B: where got time…
me: must find time ma…
B: you think I’m like Alvina, Celeste or Simin? they don’t even take their work seriously…
i immediately caught on!
it was a sensitive topic!
something which has obviously been bothering her for years I suppose.. I don’t know those three ladies personally but I did know one thing they share in common…
they all got married in recent years…
and…..
they were all YOUNGER than B!
she took another deep sip…
she was getting addicted!
took the opportunity…
me: it’s tough…. (i put my arm around her on her shoulder, give it a good grip) …… you dedicate yourself so much to work and it’s just so hard to find time to socialise and meet people…
I pulled her body closer, turned her body to face me and put her head on my shoulder… she did not resist at all! she was puny, tipsy and of course…… tearing profusely…
she held her sobs in, but she couldn’t stop sniffing…
i patted her back gently… whispered into her ear : your hard work will eventually come through ok. your hard work will eventually be seen for it’s true worth and valued…. just hang in there…
i felt her nodding her head, with conviction… she hugged me back too.. took the chance to hug her tighter, pressed her breasts on my chest….
woahhhhhh….. nice feeling….. hard to resist so much not to start to lick her ears… i could smell her hair…
felt so tempted to do something!
but it was so hard! people were starting to fill up the place! I came so close to sticking my finger under her panties earlier! finally drew the courage and threw all caution away to do it, but was surprised by the waitress and the loud sounds by a group of ang mohs who came in…
we lingered in that manner for a few minutes more, the hug loosen already.. i continued to pat her gently on her back, but I could feel her body weight more..
she was falling asleep!
me: hey, you tired?
B: …… huh?
me: shall I send you home already?
B nodded her head.
left her head on my shoulder, managed to catch attention of waitress.. waited for the bill and asked for a plastic bag as well and parking coupon.
walked to the lift lobby, glad she was still able to walk and we didn’t attract much attention. i took the chance to grope her waist as much as I can..
in the lift…
me: do you feel better?
B nodded her head, can her trying her best to stay awake and sober..
me: you ah. no hug for me as thank you? i support you all the way leh no matter what happened..
B: oh.. yeah.. thank you…
she turned and we hugged…. she kind of rested on my body…
i patted her back… and whispered to her : you know sometimes you just need a good hug… does your family have the habit of hugging?
she shook her head.
me: feels better right.. it’s only normal human nature to need hugs… to feel secure and safe… to feel supported….
she didn’t respond. just let me feel her C cup breasts on my body..
we reached the lobby, I walked her to the carpark lift. once in..
me: relax ok. let me try something. think it will be good for you.
I moved behind her, wrapped my arms around her chest area, but palms across then on to each of her shoulders. locked her in a tight embrace from behind…. also locking my penis on her butt.. not very perky butt. but enough meat to feel comfortable. she did not cringe or resist.
maybe she’s too drunk…
maybe she’s asleep..
me: you feel ok?
B: yup..
but didn’t nod her head.
the lift journey was a short one.
walked her to my car, groped her waist but didn’t go too far down south… helped her into my car. saw her skirt go higher…. fuck…. damn tempted! she just leaned back and wanted to sleep… I got in on my side, then leaned over closely to put the seat belt on for her, grazing her boobs. she had zero reaction. I placed the plastic bag in her hand, touched her hand a lot to help her secure the bag… whispered to her closely to remind her to use.. she was trying her best to stay awake, but struggled..
look through her bag and found her purse. it was a simple basic one. for someone who earns her salary, she spends so little of it to pamper herself!
found her IC, younger photo slightly, nerdy, not that attractive either. took note of her address.
drove off..
it was a TOUGH drive!
kept looking at her legs, damn tempted to stroke her…
damn tempted to pat her boobs to check if she was alright.
reached her condo, a place she had recently invested on… a one bedder another sign of her giving up on finding a man to settle down with…
security guard was thankfully easy to deal with, ‘Drop off BLK 7." was enough to get us through. he even gave directions to the carpark.
when we reached. I didn’t bother waking her. found her condo card and house keys in her bag, memorised her unit number, slipped into my pocket. took my phone.
got off and to her side. gently unbuckled her seatbelt…
i bent downwards, put her arm behind me, slid my hands under her legs and waist. lifted her up gently… thankfully, she wasn’t that heavy! 50 kg maybe?
she kind of woke up and struggled a little… but i reassured her to relax.
carried her to the lift lobby, put her down to scan key card and got in. walked her closely to the lift lobby, but she couldn’t last the journey…. the plastic bag was in time but not much vomit came out. walked her slowly into the lift.
once in the lift, hugged her from behind. this time making sure i had one palm on one of her breasts by accident… she had NO resistance whatsoever.
it was a little tough but managed to work her door. once in.. she need to throw up again.. i lifted her quickly and figured out the toilet, put her down she aimed at the toilet bowl and threw up badly! like hurl out and she was panting and breathing out loudly like she was dying.
got kind of scared, but sat beside her and held her hair back and pat her, provided support for her body.
tried my best to ignore her vomit, kept flushing to rid the smell..
but my focus was on her LEGS! and her panties! her skirt was in disarray! my penis was still semi erected!
once she was presumably done with the vomiting, she rested her head on the toilet bowl seat. i got up and went to her wardrobe… had a quick scan at her drawers…. her underwear… rather boring, some nice color bras but that was it… got out some towels… laid one big one on her bed…
went back into the toilet, she looked like she had fallen asleep…
me: let me clean your top ok..
i used a wet towel and wiped her top, which had some vomit on it. took the chance to rubbed her breasts….
i know….
i’m FUCKED up!
but i was too horny to care!
her breasts were so tender and soft but firm to touch! so young!
i pretended to wipe her other body area, like her thighs as well.. caressing manner in a way…
me: still need to vomit?
she didn’t respond despite me repeating the question a few times more.. i carried her up and put her on her queen sized bed, on the towel which I laid earlier.. her skirt was in disarray again… i saw a bottle of vicks on her nightstand, used some to rub her temples gently.. testing her… cleaned my fingers..
looked at her….
skirt lifted….
laid unconscious….
what should I do??
started off by using a towel to wipe her top. the wiping turned into a cupping of her breast. i did it so slowly… enjoying my helpless prey!
i got braver.. gently and slowly lifting up her top. it was loose, like how she always dress, making sure her dressing is never too tight and exposing her busty figure. took some effort, lifted her top entirely over her breasts.. exposing them…
oh myyyyyyy……… oh myyyyyyyyy!!!!
really loved the situation i was in!
i pretended to wipe her chest area. then wiped her boobs. even lifting her bra cup and sticking my fingers in. her nipple was soft. I needed to see them! adjusted how I sat to allow the light from her bath room to shine through. thankfully, her bra was older, the cup was easy to bend to reveal her full cup! exposed BOTH her nipples!
oh goshhhh…
i couldn’t take it anymore!
licked one of her nipples gently while I caressed the other nipple’s areolas… took a little time but her nipples erected. not too big. i love them! I loved the proportion of her nipples to her c cups!
“hmmm..” she let out a very faint moan.
i was breathing so loudly, hormones surging in my body, felt so hot!
but still…
i contemplated..
I can’t just fuck her right???
knowing what a fucker I was, I knew that I wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation to also cum inside her (probably) virgin pussy as well!
there was no way I could tell if she wants to be fucked at all…
no.
it will be rape.
most likely..
definitely..
fuck!!
FUCK!!!
FUCK!!!!
but I want to fuck her so badly!
SO BAD!!
i can’t just leave her untouched!
I need to do something!!
Something unleash her inner desires in some way…
some way…
my fingers teased and caressed her inner thighs… lifted up her skirt and exposed her panties…
I can’t finger her.. I just knew, if I penetrate her in one way or another, there was no going back. there was no recovery from it…
slide her panties sideways, exposed her crotch area. she was all natural. doesn’t look like it has ever been trimmed ever. not too thick. gently spread her legs more, without any resistance. she was knocked out cold!
touched her clitoris gently. it was dry..
i was panting so hard and fast. heart like beating gonna pop out of my chest.
CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!
Got up, moved to the end of her bed, lie down and positioned my head in between her legs… i was breathing so hard.. panting hot air at her panties.
should I??
should I????????
the smell wasn’t too bad. the normal pussy smell with a some sweat smell.. fortunately her panties was stretchable, didn’t cut my tongue at all..
I almost gave up! she was dead asleep! her pussy did not react much either, I could not tell if it was mostly my saliva and if she had ejaculated any of her own pussy juice at all.
I was quite tired as well.. how many minutes have gone by already???
I NEED TO DO MORE!
I planted my lips on her crotch area and my tongue split her tight pussy lips! forced my tongue into her pussy now! didn’t hold back! let my tongue penetrate her as much as I could!
I couldn’t care anymore… before that i was still worried of penetration with her, even though it’s my tongue.
I WANT TO HEAR HER MOAN!
my hands reached up her body and started to rub her nipples at the same time…
her body started to react…
‘uhhh…’
there was a very very soft moan.
i continued to work my tongue!
the soft moan again…. then again….. and again……
she became louder…. i felt her pussy get wetter.
she was moaning!!!!
not loud but definitely enough to turn me on!
I worked my tongue to the max, feeling so sore… her moaning became even more consistent!
oh fuck!
her pussy became so wet!
she’s one horny girl!
“morning…”
heard a sweet voice, felt light tapping on my shoulder on my bare skin..
me: huh…….. oh…….. erm… what time is it?
B looked away as I rubbed my face and sat up on her sofa. She looked at me, looked a little worried…
B: almost 9 am…
me: oh shit. sorry! I dozed off!
B: are you in trouble?
me: what trouble?
B: you didn’t go home… your .. erm….
she can’t seem to bring up the word wife..
me: no no. i’m fine. sorry i only wanted to rest awhile then drive off….. erm…. do you mind helping me get my shirt? it’s in your kitchen.
B: oh ok sure… (she walked away) what happened ah?
me: you threw up… kena my shirt lo… i washed it then hung to dry.
B: oh dear… i’m so sorry…
I stood up… topless.. she came out… saw my belly my chests….
me: sorry ah.. don’t vomit…
B: no. no.. i just have a terrible headache that’s all..
me: first time you drank so much?
B: yup…
me: tell you what. you go take a cold shower. i’ll be back in around 20 minutes..
B: oh. ok. why ah?
me: you need to eat something light. i get you something else that will help with the headache.
as i buttoned up my shirt, i walked towards her.. grab her by her shoulders and turned her body around…
me: go take a shower … cold one.. you are having a hangover. let me take care of you ok…. trust me remember?
B: oh….ok… sure….
she seemed nervous…. confused…. and also….. obedient!
that stubborn ambitious girl!
what a huge change!
I took her keys and card…
then…
I had an idea!
went slowly into her bedroom. heard the sound of water running.
my gut was right!
she was used to living alone!
i stood there for awhile, making sure my angle was good. could steal a peek in…
I saw…
her back view…
her wet hair down her back..
a glimpse of a side of her butt…
took in the view for a few more seconds. had to remind myself so hard that this WILL NOT be the last I will indulge in this view… in fact, it WILL be even better!
I took a step back from her bedroom door..
me: bieeee…….. BIEEE!
Heard the turning off of the tap.
B: huh??
She rushed to close the shower door partially.. didn’t see but I could hear. she’s definitely back to her usual self.
me: by the way, your handbag is still in my car! Forgot to bring up last night.. I will bring it up later when I’m back ok.
B: ok ok…
I heard the toilet door close..
Took my time, went out. I knew her area as my parents live there. Got her some breakfast which I know she will like.. PLAIN! Got some citrus fruits and a watermelon to make my hydration recovery drink for her.
Came back, knocked on the gate pretended to need help. She came rushing from her sofa, had left the gate unlocked anticipating my return.
she help to set up the breakfast.
me: you start eating first. mind if I help myself in your kitchen?
B: go ahead.
she sat and watched..
me: you start eating first. better fill up your empty stomach.
I proceeded to make my drink for her hydration. she sat there, stoned and eating like a drone. didn’t even bother to take her phone out from her bag to check her messages or something..
after I was done, I joined her and ate. she was mostly done.
me: how are you feeling?
B: my head.. headache…
me: just need to nap again. actually i mean, from yesterday… you feel better already?
B: …… oh…… erm….. i guess so…
me: guess so only ah……. tsk tsk…
B: huh…. oh… no… i mean… actually.. a lot better…. thanks ok…
me: you done eating?
B: yup… no appetite…
me: drink this…
she took it… drank it and seemed to really like it…. i went behind her, gently moved her head backwards and placed it on my tummy… gently rubbing her temples…
she was a little resistant, seemed a little uncomfortable too..
me: you feel like napping again?
B: i think i should… sleep it off..
me: ok. come.
B was shocked. I helped her up, making her a little uncomfortable as she wasn’t used to me being close to her. but she didn’t resist. she doesn’t seem used to being cared for..
i helped her to her bed.
me: wait ah.
I took a towel and placed it on her pillow. she seemed shocked I knew where her towel was.
B: why ah?
me: lie down. i rub vicks on your temples. you will sleep well and wake up normal again..
B: huh… no need to trouble you le…
me: aiyo…. where’s our trust…..
B: huh . no no.. not that I don’t…
me: just lie down ok…
B sat and lay down. i told her to close her eyes and massaged her temple lightly with vicks.. her eyes were shut. I watched her boobs
jiggle.
she in a black bra! could see through her thin light grey shirt…
she’s so conservative! must she wear a bra just because i was there…
I realise there wasn’t much potential here anymore. I gently got up, went out of her bedroom…. cleaned up the food and stuff…
before leaving…
i noticed something at the corner of her kitchen!
went home.. took a nap myself.
woke up.. saw some messages… in particular…
3 messages from B!
B: Hey big bear, thank you so much for taking so much time out to cheer me up and to take care of me as well. [1:34pm]
B: and sorry for dirtying your shirt! let me buy you a new one ok? [1:37pm]
B: are you ok? did I get you in trouble with your wife? [2:13pm]
it was already 3 pm.
when I read her messages, I saw her typing something, but turned back to online.
me: hello.
me: sorry. just woke up. took a long nap…
me: ~are you ok? did I get you in trouble with your wife? [2:13pm]
no la of course not..
me: what trouble can there be?
me ~and sorry for dirtying your shirt! let me buy you a new one ok? [1:37pm]
aiyo. no need… it’s fine.. i washed it remember.. then gave you a free
show…
B: free show?
me: haha. my topless disgusting body la…
B: oh! haha. no la.
me: not disgusting? then sexy meh?
B: haha no comment.
me: how you feeling?
B: much much better! your drink and massage worked!
me: good good. but not fair leh?
B: huh why?
me: you never massage back for me… i got a bit of headache.
B: oh dear. you have vicks at home?
me: haha just kidding la. I’m not as terrible at drinking as you.. hehe
B: ehhh… so mean… but that’s true..
me: don’t worry la. I can practise with you also.. train you up. in case in future you drink then get taken advantage of..
B: I don’t usually drink de…
me: it’s a good skill to have also. for our job ma
B: i usually will control. pretend to drink but never drink.. [2.51pm]
stubborn again. I didn’t reply her. just went offline..
B: but then again, you are right. no harm equipping myself with this skill. [2.56pm]
me: yup. that’s my guai bbbb! [2.56pm]
i saw her typing… waited for her response… it kept jumping from typing to online and back to typing. i got fed up. locked my phone and went to wash up..
heard my phone beep.
B: can I ask you something? [3.01pm]
my heart started to race liao. shit.
me: yup of course.
B: what happened last night?
me: what do you mean? aiyo you sound so serious.
B: erm.. I don’t remember much after the cocktails.. so just asking lo.
me: aiyo.. then all the things we talk about the advise i gave, also can’t remember ah?
B: not all. but can remember.. don’t take work too seriously. must go out more..
me: after we drank then I sent you home lo. why you asking?
B: oh.. nothing…
B: just wondering why I feel so different today.
me: different? like how? =
B: I also don’t know.. just different lo…. so what happened when you sent me back?
me: hmmm.. you were crying to be honest. still very frustrated and upset lo.
B: oh dear. sorry to make a scene… then what happened?
me: i think i was a bit tipsy myself. just calmed you down lo. what do you mean by you feel different?
B: erm…. i guess i just not as burdened anymore…
B: like… not as bothered anymore… that’s why curious what you did last night.
what I did? shit…. does she remember?
me: what I did? aiyo. you worried I took advantage of you is it?
B: oh. no… not that…
me: haha. trust me, if I really push in and penetrate you, you surely will feel and can tell the difference for a while..
B: oh.. what kind of difference?
me: aiyo, you don’t act blur leh.. or you saying mine so small penetrate you liao you also can’t feel the diff???
B: huh? no no! i really not sure..
me: you serious??
B: yup..
me: don’t tell me….. you’ve never done before?
B: of course not la! i’m not married what…
me: oh… so good girl ah…. but thought you got bf before?
B: yup. sooooo?
me: he never try to make move on you meh? your figure not bad what…
B: we weren’t together long….
me: why break…
B: let’s not talk about it…
me: ok ok.. I’m sorry..
we both hesitated on how to continue the conversation…
i decided to take the chance.
me: so basically, if let’s say I did penetrate you, you will feel very sore down there la… can’t walk properly or normally lo… but definitely will also feel more relaxed and more refreshed lo…
B: oh… ok….
me: so do you feel those differences?
B: erm….. not the sore part… but more refreshed maybe…
me: lol… that’s good.. but seriously la.. mine not that small until you don’t feel anything if I really penetrate you.. and also. you can go check your panties.
B: huh? check panties for what..
me: you see the cover crotch area.. see if got any cum stains lo..
B: if have what does that mean?
me: means IF i really penetrate you, I never wear condom and ejaculated inside your private part lo. then it flow back out and stained your panties…
me: but I never la…
B: i know i know…. hmmm.. but what if still have stain?
me: hmmmm… not sure leh… maybe the alcohol made you more vulnerable…. and made you horny and turned on… your own cum stain your panties..
me: wait… your panties have stain meh?
B: oh no.. just asking only…
B: I never check at all….
me: ok…. actually when you were crying and very upset, I did tell you that a hug can make you feel a lot better lo…
B: oh… so we hugged ah?
me: yup.. you calmed down a lot…
B: oh ok…. maybe that’s why lo….
B: thanks a lot ah..
me: small thing la. we are partners remember? when I’m down you can also be there to comfort me… right?
B: yup yup! of course.. but you won’t be down la bear! so good with your work..
me: aiyo.. down doesn’t mean just from work what…
B: oh yeah.. true… ok sure..
B: anyway, how much was the dinner and drinks bill? i pay you back..
me: no need la!
B: cannot! you cheered me up and also pay for dinner. and also took care of me.. let me buy you dinner or something?
me: aiyo. you just remember to trust me la. I will help you alter your image and work profile and make things better for you.. just need you to fully trust me..
B: of course I do…
me: you sure a not?
B: of course la! if not I won’t dare to drink so much with you..
me: haha.. maybe also because you were really down also ma…
she hesitated on what to reply.
me: I got a way to proof you trust me…
B: how?
me: you free now? [3.38pm]
B: yup. why?
B: hey cannot la.. i pay i pay…
we were out shopping. I picked her up from her house and drove her to shop for clothes. chose some dresses for her that fitted her figure better, but cost a lot more than she usually is willing to pay for.. while she changed back to her own clothes, I headed over to the counter and settled the bill.
she was grabbing on to my arm, trying to stop me.
me: i bring you for shopping de, i pay…
B: cannot… too expensive! stop it!
me: don’t worry la. my bonus is going to be good ok.. you buy me other things next time.
B finally relented. she might be hit again with the reminder that her bonus was going to be shit that year.
me: next shoes…
B: really need meh?
me: told you to fully trust me right….
B: ok ok… but i pay ok…
me: see how… he he
B: don’t ok …
she smack my arm..
me: ouch! pain leh… wah lao carry bags for you, you still bully me?
she sayang the spot where she hit me… clearly so relaxed and friendly with me.
brought her to a branded shoe store. picked out a pair of simple grey pumps for her which can easily match most of her clothes… while she try them on, I stood, pretending to check out the other colors, but secretly look on as she zaogeng again…. could see her black panties again, like earlier when she got off my car.
her panties made me crave again… especially after what I did to her panties earlier that noon… used it to quickly masturbate myself and wiped some semen on her cover crotch area part… i wonder if she really didn’t check her panties for the stains.
me: i pay for this. i need to scan for the points..
B: hey please… cannot la… too ex..
me: on sale la! i told you already, i know my bonus… this one really no kick…..
B looked rather affected…
me: i feel quite thirsty… you help me get a drink?
B: oh ok.. what you want?
me: you decide for me la. our taste quite similar…
i lied…
after she left, I got her another pair in a different color…
i met up with her again… had so many paper bags in my hand… she fed me the drink…
it was awkward!
me: what else shall we buy? hmmm…
B: no need already! got clothes and shoes already…
me: still got lingerie ah…
B: huh?? why need?
me: just kidding la! wait.. one last stop.. simple eye shadow for you…
B: oh….. but ….. I don’t really know how to put on make up….
me: don’t worry.. i know the manager…
got her a simple light grey eye shadow… the staff whom I know even taught her how to use it…
even teased her… “must put on la.. let your hubby see.. so pretty”
she blushed and wanted to correct the staff.. i quickly interjected and changed the topic..
as we waited for the carpark lift…
me: wah not bad leh… really look quite chio…
B: don’t joke la.. i look so weird…
me: you ah… really too humble…
B: really la… if look chio long ago married liao…
sudden awkward silence…
the lift came, we entered… in the lift….
B: thank you so much…. i treat dinner ok?
me: haha. no need la.. a thank you hug will do…
B: huh?
me: oh yeah. you not sad.. no need to hug.. haha
B: noooo….
B: i buy you dinner… let’s go back to the same place?
me: oh.. dinner ah….
B: why? you can?
me: same place? you crave for the cocktails is it?
B: haha.. erm…. not sure… but nice place la..
we walked back to my car…
i was thinking…
should I go for dinner with her?
or be strategic?