I reckon I will create another thread from my own experience…
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The first time I saw her was when she just joined the company. Being the IT guy, I’m responsible for releasing userid/password, company laptop etc. but just so happened when she joined, we were running short on new laptops and had to pass her an old one - the hiring manager was furious but my manager took care of it.
On the day I had the new laptop, I brought it to her desk. She works in HR and well, HR just happens to be mostly populated by ladies.
“Hwee San, " I approached one of the senior HR executives. “Where does Angelina sit?”
“There lor~” she pointed at a corner cubicle which faces away from public view. Wah if I get such seat I sure sian 1/2…no privacy siah, anyone walk in can see what you are doing.
I walked towards the desk but she was not there. Probably busy with orientation in week one. I placed the laptop down and waited with my butt leaning on her desk. Then at the corner of my eye I spotted a lady wearing a blue dress.
Angelina is around 1.65m and she ain’t your slim model type of lady - nice rounded hips without looking too out of place with a lil flesh in the right places, especially her boobs. Well at this point of time in life I’m not too experienced with boobs so I didn’t think they were that big and underestimated as a B cup. Well, just my cup of tea I guess…but her greatest assets ain’t her body or her boobs…it’s actually her eyes. Big round eyes and she took the effort to accentuate them…kind of like wanting people to notice her. In chinese they call it 勾魂眼…
“Hey hi!” Angelina called out to me. “Sorry for all the trouble…” then she walked closer to me before she spoke a little softer, “…she must have given you guys a lot of issues.”
She was referring to her hiring manager.
“No issues”, I responded as I looked into her eyes. I do not think I can be looking at anyone’s eyes for this long. “Just part of my job.”
“Thanks for bringing the laptop to me, let me pass you the other laptop.”
“No mention, it’s my job to pass ppl their new laptops.” in reality, new hires usually receive their laptops at our workstations - we do not usually bring it to them unless they are VIPs.
She bent down a little to reach out to the other laptop, stretching her full body across the desk and in the process giving me a good view of her dress snugging tightly to her hips. If I walk a metre to her I’ll probably be giving her a good bang from behind…that’s how enticing that was…but no way. Nope.
She took the laptop, placed into the bag and turned around to pass to me. A moment her hands touched mine and they were a little cold, sending a kind of electrifying chill to me - good thing my reaction was not big.
“Thanks again!” she beamed me a wide smile. For half a second I noticed her nice luscious lips too.
“No problem Angelina. You can add me on instant messenger if you have any issues, IT or not.” Why did I say that?
“Sure! See you around!” she responded with another smile.
“You certainly will, just don’t say you get sick of seeing me a lot or accusing me of being a vermin would be good to me. You know how some folks view us IT guys.”
With that I walked out of the HR area…
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The HR and IT depts were at different blocks separated by a small road. Usually this would not take more than 5 mins, but the day went differently as the hiring manager waylaid me and “kindly” asked a few questions to affirm that her staff would have got “the newest and best” laptop currently available. It was true Angelina did get the best and it was not of any intended action of mine since she happened to be on the right side of a tech refresh.
So from 5 mins it became 10 mins and as I settled down at my desk and logged in my laptop. Of the corner of my eye I saw a blinking icon - not unusual since we are the “turn-to” guys when IT issues arise - but it was a little different this time. It was a new message from someone not from my contact list. I looked at it closer - oh it’s Angelina!
[IM conversation]
Angelina: is this the right guy I am talking to?
Me: (still settling on my seat) which guy on the right would you like to speak to?
Angelina: the IT guy that just passed me my new laptop.
Me: Yes, that would be me. So you are Angelina?
Angelina: how many new laptops have you distributed 30 mins into the morning?
Me: (realizing I need to be a bit more awake) oh yeah it makes sense, yeah then that’s you.
Angelina: thanks for the laptop again.
Me: no issues. any issues for the IT guy?
Angelina: ehmmm jus trying out this messenger thing. does little other than msgs eh?
Me: you can share screen, send files, that’s about it.
Angelina: ….
Angelina: you cannot hack into my laptop right
Me: I can, if I want.
Angelina: you must be pulling my leg
Me: I am, if your legs are long enough for me to reach (this was meant to be innocent, I had zero wicked thoughts then…okay, maybe 0.01% at the back of my head)
Angelina: I have very short legs
Me: If you short, half of the ladies in your dept have to amputate your legs to patch to themselves
Angelina: that is VERY GROSSSS
Angelina: is this how you talk to girls???
Me: for me to know for you to find out
Angelina: ok ok
Angelina: chat again, your nemesis is back
[end of conversation]
I smiled to myself a lil - wow, I am feeling a bit lucky. Then I relaxed a little on my seat.
My nemesis? Oh, her hiring manager. It made sense.
Next:
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Originally Posted by
diputs1269
Lucky IT guy, cheers!
As luck would have it, IT guys do have access to other stuff as well…but that’s another story.
Wah ppl…write story need mood one leh…I try I try okay…
Two uneventful days had past since I last passed the laptop to Angelina. I did not really think much of it as her manager was well known for giving a lot of work to the team.
Morning came to the fourth day of the working week and once again I settled down on my desk and turned on the laptop. It was coming close to 9am and a message came through the IM. Hmmmm, if it’s so close to 9am there could be that possibility…
…Cindy. And yes, the IM came from Cindy.
Brief intro, Cindy is the main receptionist of the company, no one knows more of reception work other than her. In fact, there are some legacy information that even we have to consult her at times (which I really wonder why since recept is not even part of IT but parked under Admin & HR) but I guess that was because she had worked in the company for over ten years. She was in her 30s at this point, and was a tall slender lady that would be slightly taller than me in her heels.
[IM Conversation]
Cindy: heyyy
Me: u ah, always near 9am u start ur pc something wrong msg me
Cindy: ya la u know, what else.
Me: so this time is what?
Cindy: printer not working la, can come down anot?
(I looked at the time, it’s 9am and no high priority tickets had came through into the system yet)
Me: ok, I come down now.
Cindy: thnkew u
[end of conversation]
Turned around to my team lead.
Me: I going down to check on Cindy’s printer.
TL: okay, go go go
Cindy although by position ain’t like a VIP, but she stands in as temp secretary of the GM at times and do exchange information with the secretary so was like a mini-VIP. It was to my best interest to keep her happy.
As I came down from my floor to the ground floor via the spiral stairway, I managed to catch Cindy.
Me: your door unlocked ma?
Cindy: ya ya come in
There is a side door that allows people to go into the inside of the reception counter but it was usually locked unless the recept unlocks it. I reached for the door knob and opened the door. There is a small area in the interior of the reception counter that could not be seen from the outside and only when you open the door or be in the counter area that you can catch this part.
So yeah, as I opened the door I saw another lady who was wearing a yellow dress that snugged nicely to the contours of her shapely hips. She happened to be facing to the interior and gathering some folders.
Why does she look familiar, I wonder. Oh! Could she be…………
NEXT:
Wah just now went to see her IG…after 3 kids the look really changed sia (and of course after so many years liao)…of course I also dun dare to say I any better la but sia la affected a bit of my mood in writing.
I need to rewind the tape and get the old mood back sia. PS ah campers tahan a bit. I did update my other story on the ML though.
She turned around.
“Oh! What are you doing here?”
It was Angelina.
“Your 大姐 ask me come here solve her issues leh.” I responded as I walked to the printer. “Excuse me Cindy, can give me some space ah. A bit too close to where you are sitting.”
“Sureeee, anyway I old woman liao la, no one want to see.”
“你不要乱乱讲, you old then u cannot be the favourite recept liao.”
“Simi favourite recept? You then 乱乱讲.” Cindy retorted.
“Cindy, you are our 招牌 leh. Ppl come in, VIPs come in also first see you leh. You are very very impt, that’s why I hear u got printer issue immediately drop my things come down liao.”
“You don’t rubbish lah. Faster fix my problem.”
All these conversation were noted by Angelina who was trying not to giggle as I caught her expression from the corner of my eye. Apart her eyes she does have a nice smile too, come to think about it. It is kind of dangerous to be caught with such good first impressions, not to mention having some improper thoughts. Without overthinking, I continued to attempt to fix the issue.
After a while of some failed attempts of recovery by restarting the printer, I naturally sat down a bit. Cindy has already started her work by attending to the delivery ppl that sometimes come through the reception. I turned to my right in curiosity to where Angelina was, and I noticed she was actually wearing dark stockings which made her legs looked smooth. Okay, so she’s a stocking person…haven’t really had anyone I ever with wearing that. Somehow that triggered something in me…
…as in I thought of a solution for the issue. I stood up, took over the PC and reinstalled the printer drivers. It worked. Zzzzzz…
“Okay Cindy, done.”
“You heng sia, I need to print things liao. It’s your lucky day.”
“I always lucky one mah, no meh?” I countered her. As I did so I noticed Angelina was holding onto some folders and was turning to the door.
“Angelina, you going back to ur area?”
“Yeap, you going back up correct?”
“No lah, I going over your side to do daily checks on the servers. Come come, let me help you with your files.” I reached out to take half of her folders, which happen to be the heavier half. “Wah seh damn heavy siah. You expect yourself bring these back?”
“What to do. HR bao sua bao hai.” She said nonchalantly. “Come come faster faster let’s go.”
I turned to Cindy. “Ok ah nothing liao right, anything just pm me. I hope nothing la.”
“If you heng enough den nothing lor. Faster get out lah, I need to work liao.”
Sometimes Cindy can be so harsh, if only she more gentle siah.
A thing of note though, actually I was not supposed to start my daily checks on the other building but…
Next:
“So this is what you need to do everyday?” Angelina asked as we were walking towards the other building while occupied with her folders.
“Yeap, usually we do main building first then your building.”
“Huh? Then you do your side already anot?”
“No lah, thought you might need help so I just help you lor.”
“Wah so nice ah you? I’m married, you know.”
Alamak. A small part of me filled with sadness…haha, I wonder why.
“Eh? What’s that to do with you being married? You mean not married then I help ah? Then I no need help like half of your dept or something liao.”
“No lah…aiya ignore me la. I anyhow talk rubbish. Anyway married or not no one will want me liao.”
Inside me I was thinking whether she was genuine or just making a mock joke. Then again, I’m not exactly one that thinks only supermodels deserved to be married.
“I don’t think you should think that much. Firstly without you telling me I wouldn’t have thought you are married, and secondly you do look very good in dresses.” These are sincere words of mine.
She giggled a little. “Wah thanks ah, anyway I only got married last year lah. And anyway cannot fault you also, we also not exactly that old. How old are you ah?”
“Me ah…26 lor.”
“Wah, same lor. Nowadays lesser ppl before 30 married lah, so cannot blame you.”
“Yeah lor, why marry so early siah, like this I no chance liao.” I pulled a fast one knowing that she was already unavailable.
“Don’t talk so much rubbish lah. Maybe I single you also no chance leh?” she quipped as we walked through the automated sliding door of the building.
“Win liao lor. I know I don’t have looks you also don’t like that say lah.”
Then I noticed for a split second of her looking at me through her large bright eyes. “You are a nice person to talk with. So easy to talk.”
Recovering from that moment of queerness, I replied “so you mean I look bad lah. Don’t think I don’t know you diverting topic.”
“Faster lah, let’s walk to the lift.”
There were already a few people waiting for the medium-sized lift, and as it opened I walked straight into the far side of the lift, while due to other walking in and with Angeline attempting to navigate and avoiding people while holding the folders, she ended up in front of me but facing the door. I was kind of glad as I didn’t need to look at her enchanting eyes or her ample boobs but a small issue seems to have surfaced in that few seconds in the lift……
Next:
There were 5 stories in this building excluding the rooftop (why did I mention the rooftop? This will come later
) and HR alongside with my server room happens to be at level 2. Probably it was due to staff returning to office from breakfast, the lift was filled rather quickly - when the day starts, it rushes.
Now back to my predicament. While I was glad I did not have to be mildly tempted by her attractive eyes or bosom, she had a nice ass to boot too - and that was the issue. The lift was full and while she could protect her front with the folders, the fact was she was also trying to give some space to the people in front, leaving her ass pressing on me - and I mean on a place which was well, very “convenient”. Adding on to the multiple adjustments she had to make, she ended up having to wiggle her ass a couple of times just to get everyone in the lift.
Then came something more irritating - the lift buzzed, seemingly to indicate the maximum weight limit was reached. Most men would want to be in my situation but thinking back I was rather uncomfortable and mildly embarrassed as I could feel my manhood gradually enlarging due to the wiggling.
“You okay ma?” Angelina tilted her head back a little.
What a weird time to ask such a question. “Yes I am okay. Why?”
“No lah I thought you felt uncomfortable.”
“You leh?” now was my turn to shoot the question back.
“Later then tell you.”
My mind raced a little. What did that mean?????
As moments went by, finally the lift stopped by the second level and both myself and Angelina were about to get out. I swear in that minute it felt like an hour under the hot sun as I perspired profusely.
“Was it that hot?” she asked as we walked through another glass door that led to the main office space.
“The lift was full, and maybe the walking just now, and these files I guess.” I snaked my way out. “So…what did you mean just now?”
She stopped at an empty desk and took a short breath. “No lah, just now so many people, at least can hold these folders and block the front mah. But just scared I so heavy keep leaning back on you later you flat lor.”
So this was what she meant -.-.
“Ehm…I dunnno you kidding anot lah, you fat den I dunno how many fat ppl need jump off liao.”
“Really! See see.” she started trying to squeeze some fats off her arms and her hips - the latter action made her handles a little obvious and my mind drifted for half a second.
“No need give me so much info la, you not scared I think you flirting with me?”
“You don’t rubbish lah. Married and fat no one except my hub wants.” she lifted the folders and was about to continue her walk when she added, “Maybe he got choice he also dun want me.”
Huh? What’s that to mean? I did not want to pursue too much, but that in itself had another story……for another time.
“Hey thanks for bringing all these stuff and wasting time with me.” Angelina thanked me as we arrived at the metal cabinets which store these cumbersome files and paperwork.
“No issues, it’s my pleasure. Anyway later I can walk in server room check thing also.”
“You are like quite a sweet-talker eh. You 骗 how many 小妹妹 already?”
“Bo lah, nonsense. My this type of face no 妹妹 want lah.” I turned away to walk to the desk where we placed the remainder of the stuff. “Say liao maybe if you single I might have chance lah.”
Angelina put down the file that she was holding. “Oei. You don’t anyhow ah, you borderline flirting with me this old woman liao.”
I flashed her this face -.-
“Hello, then I am an ugly old man with your reference liao. Don’t like say say urself den become shoot me ah. At least you still got hubby want.”
For a moment I saw a shift in her demeanour as she turned back to put the file in its rightful place. Did I say something wrong? I took the last heavy binder and walked right beside her. As I did so, my arm touched hers.
OUCH!
“Wah! 你电我啊!” Angelina exclaimed. It was static.
“To say the truth I think I have no one else to 电 over here you know. You want me to 电 your manager ah?”
She stared at me. “Please don’t tell me you are interested in THAT type. Then I really single also won’t give you chance liao.”
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“You don’t joke lah. I still got some standard one.” I retorted.
“You better!” she beamed a smile at me as she closes the cabinet. The static worked in my favour.
“Okay lah, I going over the server room check stuff liao. You jiayou ah.”
“Oei, if got chance can let me see the server room anot?”
“Wah, you like this hor wanna get me in trouble ah?”
“Why leh? Got camera ah?”
I gave a quick thought.
“I don’t think they had installed any for this server room, but that doesn’t mean I can let you go in.”
“Such a spoilsport.” she pouted. Damn that’s one of my weaknesses. “Go la go la, go get 电 by your servers.”
“CHOYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!” I responded as I left her to do her stuff…
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Originally Posted by
diputs1269
Thanks IT guy for continuing the story, cheers!
I’ll see how I can continue my sharing…need the mood to cum…come