I know my colleague since the day she joined the company. Call her XY. That is about 10 over years. She is about 1.68 m tall, high nose bridge and flawless face. She is a bit meek, sometimes dazed but very hard working.
My offic guys all agree that every man will turn their heads to look at her when she passes by. The only thing that is missing are a pair of Cup A breasts. But then some men will say who cares if you have a face like that.
I have always had a soft spot for her as she worked in my team. But I was 7 years older and the one in charge of the team and I never thought of scoring with her. However there were 2 events that triggered and build up my lust for her.
I think , the period was after she got married and had 2 boys. Within a few months she went back to the same slim figure. It was at the end of a working day and I was seated at my table. Then she came and leaned over to prepare some documents for me.
I was not prepared for what I was to see. Suddenly to my shock, I found myself looking down her neck line where her bra opened. Being flat chested, the bra did not press against her chest. I was then given a bird’s eye view of her beautiufl left nipple. It was pink and it was big. I was stunned, embarrassed and aroused at the same time. There were others in the room and I thought of moving away from my position. But I couldn’t.
I was seduced by the sight of her nipple. I was transfixed by the sight and stayed silent in my position enjoying the sight of the nipple and her chest heaving in and out. I think I started to stand and leak at the same time between my legs. I will never forget that sight. The moment ended too soon as she straightened up, oblivious to the show she gave me and walked away. That night I think I wanked myself away thinking of sucking on those nipples.
Thereafter whenever I see her, I hope to catch another sight of the chest. But some months later she remedied her inner clothes.
The other event was towards the time I was going to be transfered out of the Office. One evening, she took a lift from me. And as she stepped into my car, I was aroused again by the sight of the long smooth thigh. He skirt had hiked up quite a bit to reveal her right thigh to me. I was semi hard. Along the way home to her Woodlands flat, we chatted and she told me that her hubby was a Computer Games geek. She felt neglected. I was looking at her whenever ther was a straight road and she was aware of my interest I’m sure.
On reaching her place, I suddenly told her `You are beautiful.'
She was surprised and said that she was uncomfortable hearing this from me. But I said I meant what I said. Her reply was that she wished her hubby would say these words to her. Then she walked back to her flat while I admired her swinging from the car.
I thought that was that until she moved closer to City Central where I stayed. Woodlands is a sure deterent to me in terms of distance but now…
Being single, I needed someone and this sweet woman was my perfect dream sex partner. Literally.
Before my transferr, I hope to see more of her long legs and nipples but it was not to be. However prior to leaving, some photos of her was found in the Office PC taken during Office parties. I sent pics of her from the Office PC to my personal account via the I-Net.. Such a wicked fellow I am.
The shots recieved were edited and I ensured that all other non-essential faces were cut out. As the shots were quality shots, even when expanded the resolution of her face and figure were still very good. I have kept these pics and till today I’m still wanking myself off with the slide show of her on my PC.
After some months adjusting to my new place, I decided to mail her via the Office mail system. She responded and I was so happy. Once past the pleasantries, I asked her to confirm her Hand Phone number again. ( cos it’s been about 6 months already ) and she gave an affirmative. Boy was I excited as absence indeed makes the heart grow fonder. I don’t believe we should play in our backyard ( same office ) but now we are apart, it is a different scenario altogether,
Thereafter I alternated between mails and sms. Her responses gave me encouragement. That PC-Game-Geek-of-a-hubby really does not know how to appreciate his wife it seems. Even now in her mid-thirties she is still Ms Singapore to me .
One day, on her own accord she mailed me telling me that she had moved to Serangoon Central about 2 months ago. She was closer to me than ever !
Only a 10 minutes drive to her place ! They had moved into a Condo area. Of course the next question I asked was her address. I was pretty nervous wondering whether she would give such details to me as we have parted ways as direct working colleagues. To my surprise, she mailed me her new address. Whoopee !
By then, I came to learn that she had started working on shift and some days she would be at home alone. I began tracking her shift schedule so that I knew when she was at home in the day time.
These regular correspondence between me – a single man – and this beautiful married woman gave me hope of filling in where her husband is now found wanting.
One day she told me that there was a swimming pool at her place. Knowing that I was an avid swimmer, she opened an invitation for me to arrange a date to use the pool when she was around. I planned for one Sat morning and she confirmed that date was on. O my gosh …..!
I started pounding the gym and increaed the number of laps in the pool and increased the exercise reps in my bedroom.
Dear TS,
Sounds like u r in ur 30s, good to have u onboard…welcome!
wowww, your Virgin post!! then i must UPz you lor…
thanks for sharing…keep ur story cuming!
cheers
That Sat morning at 0900 hrs, I was already alongside the area of the condo. XY had given me clear instructions what to do when I came to the security guard checkpoint. I was fairly nervous cos I wondered if her hubby was around it being a Saturday. But I was desperate to see her and based on the previous days sms with her, I drove down.
The sky was gloomy that day. Uh oh… no good for a swim. Maybe she will invite me indoors if it rains. But the big question mark was `Where is her hubby ?’ I never ventured to ask cos I don’t really want to know. He should disappear for a while for all I care so that I can take care of her needs for a few hours.
As I waited outside for the appointed time, I sms her. No reply. She should be waitng for me. Not the type for person to play me out. I am sure of this. I waited for 15 mins and then 30 mins. Annoyed , I decided to drive in.
At the security gate, the guard asked me where I was going, I told him the Block and Unit Number. He then made a call. He then asked me what I was here for. I said `Swimming’. Then he asked me my name. I nearly choked cos I heard a guy’s voice on the other side of the intercom. I gave my surname. The guy said he knew no one by that name and the conversation was over.
I was annoyed , angry and a bit anxious. `What happened to her ?’ Sheepishly I drove one round out by the other way. There was still no sms response. By then, it was drizzling and I decided to go back home.
I needed a fix at a nearby Spa. After all the preparation, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. So I made a booking with a girl I knew and discharged to my relief. That afternoon was all gloomy as the rain came. What had happened after all those sms ?
That evening as I sat down to a pack dinner, an sms came in. It was XY. She apologized saying that the night before she was asked to go in to work. She had forgotten to inform me. How could I be angry after she apologized and I sms her ` It is ok’.
She ended by replying that we will arrange to meet another time at her place. That surely helped me picked up my mood.
We went back to our busy schedule and it was some weeks later when I chatted with her again. As usual, she was short in her sentences. Sigh … while I wrote stories of my working life.
One evening on passing those name tags shop, I made her one. This would be the key to her heart even though it may be a small key. I kept this in my car just in case. Looking at her schedule I knew she was working late. So I tried my luck on a Monday morning.
sms
`Hi, are you at home ?'
She came back with a `Yes'.
`I have something to pass to you. Can I come at lunch time ?'.
She replied `Yes'.
I was not to prepared to do anything cos I was working. But an invitation like this was too hard to pass up. I check my schedule and to my relief that morning was clean. Rather daring I was in hindsight to drive from my office to her place during my working hours. This was quite a distance but when you want someone, it seems like a flash. Took me about 25 minutes at 80km/hr.
By the time, I reached the gate on the dot at 1135 hrs, It was a hot day was a bit flustered. My own drive was’t there at all. But I wanted to see her in person after so long a time. I ached for her.
Does this sound like a love story ?
I heard her sweet voice as I stood at the intercom. `Come in’.
`Bonk’ and the access door opened for me to the lift landing. Wow ! My body temperature rose a few degrees.
I was hot and flustered after the drive in high noon. I had changed into a clean shirt that I had in my car in just in case. Surely I smell better now.
In a minute’s time, I was standing at her front door and she was standing there in her shorts and small T-shirt.. ( I always wondered why women in general like to wear tight and small Ts ).
Hi ! I greeted her nervously looking into her eyes.
She stared back at me for a while and then said `Hi! Was it difficult finding the place ?’
Impulsively I took her hands in mine. It was worth it .’ I replied. It’s been a long time.’
This drew a blush on her pretty face. She smiled shyly and pulled her hands back. Aiyah .. why so fast. Her hands were so soft and smooth. I realised then that I hardly got a chance to touch her all those years working together.
`You want a drink.?’ she asked as she closed the door.
`Sure. Nice place. Very nice’ I said as I walked into the hall. There was soft music playing in the background. Very nice and a warm wind blowing in from the balconey.
I stepped next to her as she bent over at the fridge door to get a a drink for me. I was beside her, admiring her long, smooth fair thighs in hot pants. I have never been this close to her flesh before. The full length of her well toned thighs were stunning and my groin stirred.
Her voice was a like an echo when … `Hello.. What kind of drink do you want ?’ her voice broke the spell as she shook a can of Sprite in front of my eyes.
I came back to my senses, her face sweet face came into focus and I smiled apologetically `Sorry. This is fine’ She didn’t seem to be fazed by my gaze. Or did she noticed it at all ? I held her hand for a moment as my hand went round her hand and the can.
She pouted for a moment and pulled her hand away. It was all too fast again.
To be continued …
XY walked over to the single sofa seat to sit while I sat on the longer set..
Aiyah … why did she choose the single seat ? Now I cannot move close to her.
But here was something not right some how. I just felt it. Anyway, it was a faint sensing and I focused on presenting her the key chain with her name on it.
`Hi. I ‘ve got something for you.’ handing her the gift.
`Oh. It’s so nice’.
She really appreciated it as I placed it in her hand. Seeing her smile at me made my day. `Thanks.’
She moved nearer a light to admire the gift and I followed her closely admiring her from the rear. Those smooth fair thighs again. …
`How much is it ?’ she intruded into my thoughts.
`Oh. Sorry, I don’t tell the price when I give things to people’ which was true.
The out of a sudden, there was a presence with us. I turned and to my surprise ( an annoyance ) a woman come out from the room.
`Oh. This is my maid, Lena.’ XY introduced her to me.
I was quick enough to force a smile at the young but ordinary looking maid. Well, she surely cannot hold my attention like her mistress. And she just stared at me. (Trying to read my thoughts ?) Well, I don’t like the way the maid looked at me. It seems she was questioning why a guy was here at this time with her mistress alone. I noticed that she was gazing at me as I sat down to talk with her mistress. (Was it my imagination ? Guilt ?)
We chatted about an hour before I decided there was no more time. This was not a good day as my phone started ringing. Arghhh …That she invited me into her house was very important..
I had to leave as my office calling me.
One weekday morning, I took leave and planned for a Dental check up. It’s been over a year since I last went. Looking at the scheduler told me that she could be available.
I sms her at 9 am.
`Hi. Are you working ? ’.
`No. I’m on leave.’ oh .. YESssss.
` Can I come for a swim ?’
`Please come at 11 am after my marketing‘. Boy, was I excited.
Here I go again. See her.
See her thighs. See her body. See her flawless face. Smell her even.
The time passed slowly ( as usual when you look forward to something exciting ). I decided to wear my knee length pair of trunks. It looks pretty professional but when wet, my brother will be clearly outlined.
At last, I drove there. The security cleared me without any hassle as they called the Unit. Whoopee…
Once again, I stood at her door step and she appeared in her hot pants and small T-shirt. I looked into her eyes. She looked right back at me.
`Hi’.
`Hi. So do you want to go swimming now or later.’
Later’ I said as I walked into the hall again. Then I turned and took her hands in mine. How’s everything ?’ looking into her eyes again. She didn’t flinch and was so steady. Was she so trusting of me ?
`Ok’ she said as we both sat on the longer piece of the sofa.
My exposed knees ( cos I was wearing Bermudas ) against hers as we talked. She did not move away. And I begin to rise. Even though I saw he maid was there before, I never questioned where she was. What for ? So long as she did not appear, that was all the more important.
Her eyes did flickered to my bulge . This made me more excited as I lean forward towards her as she talked. She dd not pull her hands away but they were pretty lifeless in mine. Just accepting. Very detached in my opinion.. Very cool she was.
Then I took out my camera asking her if I could take some pictures of her. She gave a frown. No.’ I pleaded with her Please. Just let me take some shots’.
But she grew a bit angry. `Don’t force me, please’. I don’t want to be taken’.
I told her I wanted to remember her. And she replied that I could come here and see her anytime. However I was so desperate that I clicked away. . She did not smile and she did pout a bit in exasperation that I did not listen to her.
After a few shots, I sat next to her on the sofa , knee to knee again and took her hands in mine. `Don’t be angry, please. You don’t look pretty when you are angry. And the frown slowly disappeared and she smiled at me..
Then we stopped talking and we were just looking at each other. The wind blew into the space between us, a strand of her hair fell across her forehead as I held her hands.
`You look so beautiful’. Here I go again saying the words which made her uncomfortable between her legs.
She looked away to the balcony . Her lips neutral. But from the side, her throat swallowed a lump. Then she turned her face back to me. Somehow, I closed the distance between us. I realized to my breathlessness, that our faces were closer to each other when she turned back (When did I move ?)
Her eyes never wavered as I gazed into her eyes. There was the sound of my heart pounding loudly. I gasped her name audibly. Suddenly she closed her eyes. I was leaned towards and my lips pressed against hers gently. She did not move away. I did not sense any sudden movement with my eyes closed. I brushed the width of her lips with mine from left to right and back, exploring her softness. It was for some time, Then I pressed my lips against her waiting for a rejection. No movement from her.
Her mouth opened for air and I planted my open lips into the space. I felt her hands tightened a bit ( Is she going to push me away ?) My dick was up but I was anxious that this will not stop. Please let it last for a while longer.
Slowly my mouth moved against hers opening her up. A soft moan broke out. Whose ? It was natural progression in the situation to continue to kiss. I kissed her gently but hungrily, my tongue flicking out to find hers. I released her hands and wound them round her waist feeling skin. It was out of this world.
Now she was kissing me back slowly but surely. I was feeling very hot and wanted to strip her there and then and plunge my manhood into her.
End … for now.
XY got up from the sofa and went to the bathroom.
Oh no. What shall I do now ?
After some time she came out composed. `You said you wanted to swim.’
`Yes’.
`Come. I bring you down to the pool’.
In the lift, I looked at her face and her thighs (she was still in her T-shirt and hot pants ) while she looked at the door of the lift. She led me to the changing room.
`This is the changing room.’
`Are you going to leave me here ?’
`I can’t swim. What’s the point of watching ?’.
`Do you have anything urgent ?’
`No.’ ahe replied sheepishly. (Got you. )
`Then please don’t leave me alone just yet. Wait a while I just swim for 15 minutes’.
She nodded in response to my pleading eyes. `Ok lah.’ She replied softly.
I was out in a jiffy with my knee length trunks. It was about 1 pm and sunny.
She was seated next to the pool on a reclining chair. She looked at me as I walked in my trunks towards her. My bulge was evident. as I stood next to her chair.
`Nice weather’.
She looked up from the groin at me `Well.. go on and swim.
I listened to her and dive in. After about 10 laps, I asked her to sit on the edge so I can show her how to swim.
She shook her head `I can’t swim’.
`Come on. I just show you for starters. Next time, we go in’
After a lot of pleading, she gave in and her legs dangled over the edge of the side with her knees just above the waterline. I noticed there was no one around. But up there in those apartments ?
I then gave a demonstration of breast stroke.
About 5 mins of lesson, I swam next to her thighs and splashed water on her. She then splashed them back at me. We laughed. Before long, I had drenched her short pants..
`Hey !’ she cried.
As she began to get up but I pulled her by the hand into the pool. When her head surfaced, I spoke into her ear `Trust me.’ I put my arm across her chest under both armpits and using life-saving style swam to the end of the pool. This small dead end part of the pool was hidden by plants from all view.
She panted as we stood on the shallow end.
`You … you. bad person. I’m cold’
She beat me on my chest with her fists. I easily absorbed her little blows and caught her hands in mine. We will close to each other. I pressed her body with mine against the wall of the pool. My hardness more sensitive now in my swim trunks.
She looked at me `Its’ cold’.
I whispered `I’ll keep you warm.’
Then I kissed her trembling mouth. She moaned as my warm mouth addressed her concern. I slide my hands under the water grabbling her buttocks as I grinded myself against her groin. This time, she felt my chest and nipples.
I called her name as I came up for breath. And then plonk my mouth back on hers. She responded with her tongue.
After a few minutes, it was pretty cold cos we had stopped moving in the pool. Just kissing.
`Let’s go back before we catch a cold’.
She nodded. I helped her climb out of the pool, wrapped my towel round her wet body and hugged her for a while. Then she walked with me hand in hand quickly dripping back up to her apartment.
Pause to recover my breathing …
In the elevator, we were both shivering as the air had become cold, the wind was blowing as a storm brewed outside. On the way up to the 15 floor, I hugged her shivering as my rod pressed against her thigh. We had only 1 medium size towel between us.
`My fault. I’m sorry’, My teeth clattering as I spoke. She looked at me a bit sorry, a bit amused at my state and our situation. She was shivering too clutching the towel tightly round her upper body. She did not appear annoyed by our bodies pressing against each other. This was survival.
For a minute, we were exposed to the wind along the corridor leading to her apartment. `Damn! Arghh….’ the wind was strong as both of us rushed to the door.
At the apartment, she stepped quickly into the bathroom, I jumped in too. Within the bathroom, was a shower cubicle with translucent glass panels. I closed and locked the bathroom door. I started to strip as we were both shivering. Naked I stepped into the shower cubicle and turned on the hot shower ignoring her.. I think she was looking my naked butt.
`Come one before you catch a cold’. I said softly and teeth clattering still as I pulled her by hand into the cubicle.
She was now looking down as she stepped into the cubicle, her facial expresion unreadable. But who cares ? Not me when she is with me now. Then gently I removed her wet T-shirt, bra , pants , panties as she shivered.. She did not stop me. I did it so naturally that she was caught in a daze.
A naked man with an erection and a naked married woman were now in shower cubicle as the warm water misted the panels.
`Here’. I passed her the soap as she stood covering her chest and pubic hair.
I looked quietly at her, she began to soap her body. The silence between us except for the shower water was deafening. Suddenly I took her hand and soaped her chest. Her pink nipples were erect. I could not control anymore. I called her name `You’re so beautiful’. And pulled her naked body against me licking her lips and kissing her erect pink nipples.
She moaned.