Hi bros, am writing again with a new set of adventures based in Singapore - hope you’ll enjoy it!
Chapter 1
Yvette was a typical Singaporean Chinese sweet young thing, 1.63m, slender, shapely legs, with just a touch of baby fat. She had just below shoulder length long black hair and an oval shaped face with delicate features, a small nose and reasonably pretty almond shaped eyes, a look best described as “girl next door”.
An introvert, she had only a few friends in polytechnic, even though her sweet-girl looks definitely caught the attention of more than a few guys, she eventually got together with an average Singaporean guy who’d been one year her senior in poly and had signed on to the Army as a regular so that he’d have a stable career and planned to take the next step in their relationship as soon as possible.
Yvette graduated as a Business diploma holder from polytechnic at 21, in a very challenging job market; for two years she took on a variety of temporary jobs including some showgirl for IT/car shows and online store modeling gigs which actually helped loosen up her introvert personality just a little and made her better at dolling herself up.
Another year passed and it turned out to be a particularly busy period for Yvette; she juggled between temporary administrative jobs and modeling gigs, weekends were mainly spent with her boyfriend on movie or cafe brunch/dinner dates typical of early twentysomethings. In the middle of all this she had also been sending out her CVs searching for a more permanent office job in the hopes of improving her standard of living and to be at least on par with her boyfriend.
When the call came from the recruitment agent to inform Yvette that she had been offered a position, Yvette was both happy and relieved at the same time. She finally landed the first corporate job in her life, and it was a full time role. The 6 month initial probation period they had communicated to her was longer than most firms but Yvette hadn’t thought much of it; her mind was preoccupied with the thought of finally earning a proper salary and not having to trawl through the job listings any longer worrying from where and when next her paycheck would come.
As Yvette would gradually find out, those first 6 months were to become a very pivotal period in her life…
Chapter 2
One month before Yvette’s employment at the firm.
Yvette’s boyfriend Jason was a logistics specialist in the army, and had been in camp for 2 weeks now as his battalion was in the middle of their ATEC evaluation. The arduous 5-day outfield exercise in the forested live firing area in a secluded part of Singapore had just concluded and it was past midnight after the necessary offloading of supplies and post-military exercise briefings that Jason was able to his way to his bunk back at camp.
Finally getting a moment to take a breather and check his smartphone for the first time in 8 hours after a long day outfield in which he hadn’t had much 4G reception, he finds a message from his girlfriend amid the tens of message notifications he’d received throughout the day.
Yvette had sent him a professionally shot photo of herself posing in one of the dresses she wore during her modeling gig that day - a photoshoot for an online clothing store. It was very girly, an A-line pastel pink sleeveless soft chiffon dress, the top section was figure hugging while the pleated skirt portion of the dress just covered her knees and flared out nicely, showing off Yvette’s toned calves that were enhanced by the red 4 inch heels she wore. Yvette had a demure gaze in the photo and with her make up immaculately done she was a picture of youthful femininity and grace. In spite of the fact he was completely exhausted from 5 long days spent outfield with hardly any sleep, Jason found himself beginning to get hard.
“Dear, miss me? I did this photoshoot today, nice?” the accompanying message read.
“Miss you so much, dear. Cant wait to see you tmr” he’d replied, including a heart-eyed emoticon, just before he drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 3
Jason stood in front of the French cafe bistro, a reasonably priced joint serving authentic French cuisine which they’d arranged to meet for their dinner date; he was used to being always at least a half hour early, a habit he picked up as a military regular. He was engrossed in browsing the latest football fixtures and pre game repots on his phone when he caught a whiff of perfume, a familiar light, floral scent, and felt a gentle tap on his arm. It was Yvette standing in front of him.
“Dear, so busy looking at your phone? what time did you reach?”
Yvette had showed up wearing the same feminine chiffon dress and red heels in the photo she’d sent him yesterday after her photoshoot, and she’d done her makeup in the same, demure style. Jason’s heart beat faster seeing his girlfriend looking like she’d just come from one of her occasional modeling gigs, her usual style when meeting him had always been light make up and dresses which were typical of fashionable twenty somethings but she’d never really done herself up with this much effort except for special occasions like Valentines’ day or Christmas where they’d go to slightly pricier restaurants with a higher end ambience. The figure hugging top section of Yvette’s dress fit her like a glove and accentuated her slender figure. The strapless push up bra she wore beneath made her moderate B cup breasts look fuller through the soft pastel pink fabric.
“Dear!… just a few minutes ago only. Wah you look really nice today”, came Jason’s response as he took his girlfriend’s hand and gave her a light peck on her lips, being careful not to smudge her makeup. In her high heels, Yvette did not have to tiptoe to receive her boyfriend’s kiss.
“Huh, today only?” Yvette responded teasingly.
“No, no today extra extra nice” Jason responded back lovingly as they went inside and were shown their seats.
The food at dinner was surprisingly good. Although the place was an inexpensive bistro they served authentic, well executed French cuisine, and the couple enjoyed each other’s company as they caught up on each other’s happenings over the last 2 weeks. Jason with his army stories as usual, and Yvette shared her excitement at finally landing her first permanent job, both were optimistic about their future together.
“Dear, after dinner shall we go relax somewhere a while? We haven’t had some couple time for two weeks already” Jason made his suggestion.
Yvette shyly agreed. Like most Singaporean young adults both of them lived in apartment units with their parents and they hardly managed to get alone time together. It was not uncommon for them to make out and have sex in Jason’s bedroom when Yvette occasionally came over but unless his parents were on holiday there were still many limitations to what they could do, even with the bedroom door closed and locked.
Their dinner concluded, Jason and Yvette walked hand in hand through the streets of the nearby Bugis district as they progressed to the next part of their evening…
Chapter 4
Jason embraced his girlfriend as their lips touched, standing in the dim light of the small hotel room. He hadn’t met his girlfriend for more than three weeks, and now, feeling Yvette’s tender lips against his, and her slender figure in his arms, Jason felt like he was in heaven.They kissed deeply, tongues playing against each other, as the mood started to warm up. The soft feminine fabric of Yvette’s dress made her feel like an angel in his arms. Yvette started to feel her cheeks blush as Jason’s body rubbed against her breasts.
“Dear I really like how you look today. It’s a bit like those jie mei dresses…”
“Orh so you always look at those bridesmaids at weddings huh?”
“Ya… dear when its our turn I want to… do it while you’re wearing your white dress ok”
“So cheeky!” Yvette giggled. “Do with jie mei first ok…?”
Jason reached for the fine zipper at the side of his girlfriend’s dress and gently pulled it down, as if he were unwrapping a beautifully packaged present, careful not to tear the wrapping paper. Yvette’s dress came off easily, revealing the black push up bra and panty set she wore underneath. In no time, Yvette had also helped her boyfriend undress. As she pulled down his trousers it was obvious from the bulge in Jason’s briefs that he was ready to go.
“Hard already? How long has it been like that? Yvette asked playfully, in a soft voice, sitting on the bed as she reached to remove her boyfriend’s undergarment. In that same position with Jason standing in front of her, she took his erect dick in her gentle hands and began to caress it. Jason felt a ripple of arousal going through his body as his girlfriend leaned in to lick the head of his penis with her delicate tongue. He was hard as a rock as he savored the stimulation of Yvette’s tongue moving up and down his shaft. Yvette wasn’t one to give blowjobs very often, neither was she too experienced at them, but she knew at least a little about getting her boyfriend hard, and they were both in frisky moods.
Setting Yvette down on the queen sized bed, Jason eagerly opened the 3 pack of ultra thin condoms he had bought from the convenience store nearby just before they’d checked in, and rolled one over his erect member. Positioning himself missionary style in front of his girlfriend lying on her back, he gently spread her creamy slender legs wide. Yvette gave out a soft moan as her boyfriend entered her and began to slowly move in and out, savoring the feel of his young girlfriend’s tight slit. It was a feeling he hardly got to experience; given that they rarely got to have sex and even after 3 years of being in a relationship neither of them could be considered very experienced at all. They were each other’s first partners and still had a relatively innocent view of sex, as such their encounters had always been very vanilla. She moaned softly, her pretty eyes closed, feeling her boyfriend’s dick as he steadily thrust in and out of her. It was pleasurable, but it did not take long before Jason shot his load and pulled out of her. She hadn’t climaxed, but then again she had never had a vaginal orgasm before. The only orgasms she knew were from fingering herself which she did occasionally, but being relatively naive as she was, she always felt a bit of shame at performing such an act.
“Dear, that felt really good…” Jason said tenderly as he held his girlfriend while they lay in bed after cleaning up.
“Ya I enjoyed it too… you were so hard! Baby, next time when I start working properly already we can go on a nice staycation ok…” Yvette suggested to Jason’s delight.
The room phone rang. It was the front desk asking if they wanted to extend their room time for another hour, but Jason and Yvette were already dressed and had called a Grabcar to leave.
It was 4 weeks till Yvette’s first day at the firm, and while both Jason and Yvette had their visions for their future, what was going unfold in reality would turn out to be quite different indeed…
Chapter 5
Yvette had been three weeks into her admin assistant job at the firm, and everything she experienced there, she’d always accepted it as things that normally happened in the corporate world, and she was eager and optimistic. Interacting and being around seemingly driven, work hard, play hard corporate types daily, the 23 year young Yvette was motivated and inspired.
The relatively expensive lunches at classy bistros, the after work soirees at chic, upscale restaurants and nightspots, seeing even the sales managers not much older and some even younger than her spending money freely on expensive meals and booze, driving expensive luxury cars and owning watches that cost her annual income slowly but surely reshaped Yvette’s outlook. She felt she was in this exciting new world now, and though her monthly pay ranged around the mid-2k per month level, the possibilities seemed endless. and the people were a higher level sort of different. They behaved differently, spoke differently and spent differently. While Yvette had saved for months to purchase her Kate Spade handbag, and the most expensive gift she received from her boyfriend had been a Coach wallet, here the people talked Cartier, Chanel and Hermes. While the palpable affluence of the people in office had been one thing, their style and apparent life experience had been another. Most of these sales executives talked about their vacations to beaches in the Bahamas, partying in Rio or Ibiza, drives along the south of France and living it up in Monaco and the like.
Even Yvette’s fellow female admin assistants on the same pay grade always looked well put together, their make up always impeccably done and their outfits looked classy and well coordinated even on casual Fridays. They themselves did not seem short of high end accessories; the bags these girls carried were the likes of Chanel and Vuitton, and more than a few of them wore expensive accessories. Yvette was by nature an introvert, and though there were the very occasional lunch appointments she had with her fellow admin assistants when their schedules matched she did not really talk that much with them; and besides, she still had her hands very full trying to get used to her responsibilities as well as the fast paced work environment. On some days she noticed one or two of them change into slinky expensive looking evening wear and heels near the end of the workday and rush off to what seemed like exclusive events; the amount of dolling up had definitely been too much for just an after work date. One particular evening in the elevator she’d run into a girl who was working as a trader assistant for the manager handling commodities had swapped out her silk OL blouse and pencil skirt for a figure hugging strapless dress with a high tulip hemline which seemed dangerously short, along with sheer black stockings and 4 inch stilettos, and her makeup redone with darker eyeshadow for an evening look. Her freshly applied Chloe fragrance filled the elevator. They’d smiled and made small talk. Yvette had asked if she was on her way to some particularly special event; the girl only mentioned she would be accompanying her boss to host an important client to dinner at an upscale Michelin star restaurant. As they exited the office building together Yvette saw the girl’s manager already waiting at the pick up point in his BMW roadster. The girl sure looked very different after being dolled up, was the fleeting thought that crossed Yvette’s mind as she made her way to the MRT station, looking forward to getting home and catching up on a Korean drama series.
The next day at work Yvette found herself having lunch alone - she’d agreed to have lunch with the dolled up girl she had met in the elevator the day before but that girl was absent from work. Perhaps she had been too exhausted from her very long day and evening yesterday, was all Yvette thought while standing in line at the foodcourt to order her lunch, and made a mental note to catch up with the girl another day.
Chapter 6
Five weeks into Yvette’s time at the firm
Friday 5:46 pm
It was fast approaching 6pm on Friday evening but Yvette was still nowhere halfway through compiling a stack of business expense reports for her manager and his team. The office was beginning to empty out, as everyone was eager to start their weekend. As the deadline for submission of those reports was closing in Yvette was stuck in the office until she finished them. She picked up her cellphone and texted her boyfriend to let him know she probably wouldn’t be able to make it to their after work dinner appointment that evening.
“Baby, I see you tmr k… today I’ll have to OT until night time” Yvette texted, along with a crying face emoticon.
“Ok dear, dont work too hard k. Looking forward to tomorrow!” came the reply from a disappointed Jason. He had had a long week in camp and was really looking forward to spending time with his pretty girlfriend after booking out that day. Yvette was already focused on her spreadsheet by then, and only saw the message via a glance at her phone’s notification screen before swiping the banner away to dismiss it without even opening the app. The ticks on Jason’s message remained grey, indicating to the sender that the message had not been read.
Friday 7:51 pm
Yvette had been working for 2 straight hours and she estimated she was about sixty to sixty five percent done.
She feels her throat getting dry and decides to make a quick trip to the pantry for some water. Her phone rings. It is her manager, inviting her to join an ongoing after hours party at a nearby upscale rooftop bar nearby with some other sales and trading managers in the office. He says he will help extend the submission deadline by a bit. The relief at getting approval to leave work as well as a deadline extension, combined even with free drinks at a place above her pay grade on top of everything was certainly enticing to Yvette, and she packs her desk and briefly stops by the ladies’ room to reapply her make-up before summarily leaving the office.
The party was just beginning to pick up by the time a lost looking Yvette stepped into the venue, as her manager spots her and calls her over to their table, where at least 4 or 5 other male managers were enjoying drinks with two young and attractive girls. Yvette recognized only one of the girls as the admin assistant for the futures team and the other was introduced to Yvette as the sales assistant for the commodities team.
The men were flirting freely with the girls, and there was a lot of physical contact. The girls did not seem to mind, even the admin assistant for futures whom, Yvette recalled, seemed to be in a serious relationship had just applied to purchase an apartment with her boyfriend and register their marriage, had a manager’s hands all over her as she and the other girls there responded favorably to the mens’ advances and more or less allowed the men physical contact while they enjoyed their drinks and chatted on the sofa.
Three glasses of champagne and two tequila shots later and Yvette is very high. Inebriated, she loosened up to the point that she was almost at the opposite end of the spectrum from her usual introverted self. and begins to vibe with the group, and with a lot of peer pressure and encouragement from the managers in their after work party mode and backed up by the other girls telling her “It’s all good, girl/we all are just having fun/work hard then must play hard also/let loose a bit”, Yvette’s guard falls as she responds positively to the men’s teasing and flirting. The lively mood and the feeling of being part of this exclusive group made Yvette uninhibited. One of the more senior guys in the group called for them to move the party to a suite on the upper floors of that same hotel which the men had booked for the occasion and the very intoxicated Yvette willingly went with the group, stumbling a little on her high heels as her manager escorted her by the waist…
Chapter 7
In the suite, the party reached full swing in no time. More bottles of champagne in ice buckets were ordered in, and the men began to make out with the female staffs all over the place; on the sofa, in the recess next to the closet which was meant for luggage, on the king sized bed. As Yvette’s manager started to escalate physical contact she was still a bit hesitant but with the cajoling from her female colleagues, a couple of whom, Yvette knew, themselves had boyfriends outside work, Yvette relented after a few attempts and a couple of bottoms up with the champagne. The alcohol did wonders in loosening up Yvette’s inhibitions and she began to get into the mood as her manager starts to make out with her, transitioning to fondling, the petting gets heavier and he begins to unbutton and reach into Yvette’s soft pastel pink chiffon office blouse. By then at least 2 other girls were already well into sexual activity with the other men, one kneeling on the floor and fellating the FX manager who sat on a chair sipping his champagne and the other had only her skirt on, bunched at her very slender waist, crouched submissively in a doggy style position on the sofa being penetrated by a fit looking manager with strong, steady thrusts as she moaned with pleasure, turning back to mouth some words to her man in between gasps which Yvette could not make out but the look of arousal on her blushing red face was unmistakable.
Yvette’s manager led her into the bathroom as they frenched passionately, leaning against the vanity counter as he begins to gently pull up her form fitting office skirt. Moving aside the gusset of his young pretty subordinate’s lacy black La Senza panties in a deft motion, he begins to caress her clit. Yvette did not realize it at the time but her arousal was amplified by the influence of alcohol in her and she was increasingly getting wetter between her legs. Her manager’s fingers moved surreptitiously into her love slit and begins to stimulate her gently at first, as she began to moan softly with pleasure, holding tightly on to his shoulder for support. Wiggling his middle and ring fingers inside Yvette, he begins to up the tempo as she starts to moan louder with pleasure. She was fully occupied with the sensations from the skilful fingering of her tender g-spot, and the fact that it was her own manager dominating her in that position subconsciously heightened her arousal even more. Her pussy was soaking and her body was tense. Wasting no time, Yvette’s manager had her bend her over the vanity and enters her from behind, ravishing her hard against the counter as she looked in the mirror and the view of herself being fucked combined with the vigorous thrusting of her manager brought her closer and closer to the edge. Her manager had one hand on his young admin assistant’s hip to steady her as he continued his assault into her young, inexperienced pussy and the other hand squeezing her right breast, fingers stimulating her now very sensitive light brown nipple tip.
“How? Want me to do it harder? Feel good?”
“Ahh…. ahh ahhh I… er…ya…ahhh” was all his sweet young subordinate could manage as he dazed her right leg and placed it on the vanity counter. Yvette was now in an even more lewd position, balancing on only one high heeled foot on the floor, and the other thigh resting on the vanity top. Her hips were wide open, allowing her manager to penetrate her deeper with each thrust as he gradually increased the cadence. Yvette’s mind was now in a haze as she felt her manager’s dick pounding in and out of her pussy, going deep with each thrust while she was half-splayed on the vanity, her hands holding on tight to the edges for support, gasping and moaning. Through the haze she could hear very distantly the sounds of the frenzied activity of the other girls being done by the managers outside the bathroom, but her mind was almost entirely taken over by the increasingly escalating sensations inside her, combined with the way she was being taken in such a dominating manner by her own manager, a physically toned thirty something whom she had always thought was attractive in a smart and capable way. Yvette’s arousal reached the point where it gradually started to spread through her young, slender form, it was a feeling that was familiar yet different and more visceral at the same time. Through her gasps, Yvette drew in a sharp breath and let out an involuntary high pitched squeal as waves of pleasure rocked her slender body, as she soon succumbed to her first vaginal orgasm.
As Yvette came, her manager did not let up his assault on her and continued to thrust in and out, penetrating her, enjoying the feel of her relatively tight young love slit for another good 3 minutes or so before he pulled out at the last moment, shooting his load onto the bathroom floor. Turning his gasping, pretty young subordinate around to face him, he proceeded to french her deeply again as he re- inserted his fingers into her now dripping slit and fingered her while his other hand held her against the counter. In a matter of moments the already aroused Yvette squeezed her thighs together as she came again.
Her manager led a stumbling dazed Yvette out of the bathroom. The rest of the group applauded the both of them as they emerged in the living room area, and they goaded the both of them to give the group a blowjob performance. The managers threw in a suggestion they could pass her probation early if she knew how to “be good”, “play nice” and “perform above and beyond”. The girls also chimed in playfully, saying “you go girl, you can do it! Show us how sexy you are!”, “Not everybody gets this chance to get confirmed early you know!” “C’mon Yvette, this is how we play, dont be a spoilsport, whatever happens here stays here”.
With the relentless peer pressure from her colleagues and still tipsy from the effects of the alcohol, Yvette‘s guard was off. Though she was slightly reluctant and disoriented, she put up little protest as the girls guided her to her knees before her manager as he took his place on the sofa…