KTV
Jane arrived at the KTV, feeling excited yet nervous, as she anticipated her fourth meeting with Gary. She wore a long sleeve white cotton top that hugged her curves just right, paired with a beige Gucci pleated skirt that accentuated her slender legs. The fitting cotton top showed off her pair of round breasts nicely, and Jane made sure to wear a thinner laced bra so as to show off some “bounce” as she walked in her heels. Her outfit was simple yet sexy.
Gary arrived. Jane smiled at him adoringly. They walked into the KTV located within the mall and booked the usual small room at the furthest corner. The KTV during the afternoons is usually vacant, and there was lesser staff.
Gary: Oh my god, you look great today!
Jane: Hahaha, you like my outfit today?
Gary nodded, smiled and cupped his hand over Jane’s hand on her lap. Jane did not flinch. The couple had held hands in the past KTV sessions too. The KTV attendant knocked and came in with their ordered drinks. He then left the room, and Gary and Jane knew they would be left alone thereafter. Jane proceeded to pick her and Gary’s favourite songs, which she knew very well. After all, they have frequented the KTV several times now. She took a sip of her mocktail and sat back. Gary held her hand again and Jane leaned onto him.
The songs played, as Gary and Jane chatted about Gary’s work. While he was working on flexible time, the deadlines and stress on the job were overwhelming. He mentioned the KTV sessions helped him relieve the stress and was thankful to have Jane’s company. What he did not plan, was falling in love with Jane, he said.
Jane: You don’t idiot huh.
Gary: It’s true, I couldn’t sleep at night without thinking of you. I was also imagining you in bed beside me, and I held you tightly.
Jane: I’m married hor, don’t play play.
Gary: I know, but right now you are with me right?
Gary smiled again, and squeezed Jane’s hand. Jane wondered if Gary was trying to hit on her. She was developing feelings for Gary too, he was gentle, sweet and very responsible in his work. In fact, she felt a little guilty not being able to help Gary more in relieving his work stress.
Gary: Can I hold you?
Jane nodded slightly and leaned her head on Gary’s shoulder as he wrapped his right arm over her shoulders. They rested in this position, eyes closed and listened to their favourite songs.
All of a sudden… Gary whispered into Jane’s ear…
Gary: Can I kiss you?
Jane opened her eyes.
Jane: Huh?
She heard Gary loud and clear, but was unsure how to react. She was feeling confident about herself whenever she was with Gary and that she was able to attract him and hold his attention easily. It was no surprise to her that Gary was making his advances, especially after he confessed his feelings for her.
Sensing no rejection from Jane, Gary held her tightly with his right arm while directing her chin towards his face with his left hand. Jane knew what was going to happen next but did not object to his move. Perhaps this would help Gary forget about his work. Or maybe she was giving in to her feelings for him. It might be the comfortable couch and the privacy of the KTV room…
As such thoughts ran through her mind, Jane felt a warm, soft peck on her lips. She realised she had closed her eyes unconsciously. She felt Gary’s lips on hers again, this time his lips stayed on longer.
Jane then felt Gary’s lips lightly sucking on her upper lip, and she reciprocated. The sucking of each others lips resulted in several soft, suckling sounds. Jane was pleasantly surprised at how warm and gentle Gary’s lips felt. The sucking grew harder and the kissing sounds grew louder.
Jane had several boyfriends before me, as expected, she had kissed other guys before. However, all that was prior to marriage. The fact that she was kissing a guy other than her husband seemingly turned her on. Was it the feeling of doing something taboo that excited her?
Jane placed a hand on Gary’s chest and she felt his kisses grew wilder. All of a sudden, his lips detached from hers but before she could react, she felt a warm, wet lick on her lips. His lips returned to hers but this time with his tongue in the action too. Not before long, Jane felt a slight push of Gary’s tongue into her mouth. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and her tongue met his…
The frenching went on for several minutes. Jane was feeling very comfortable in Gary’a arms. She felt his left hand moving down from the side of her face to the side of her chest, while the other arm held on to her shoulder tightly. In return, Jane turned her body more towards Gary and wrapped her arms around his neck. If the KTV attendant came into the room at this moment, he would be treated to this sensual scene of the couple cradling and frenching each other.
The frenching soon turned into sucking of each other’s tongue. The scene was getting more intense by the minute. Jane had totally engrossed herself in the warmth of Gary’s arms and the wild frenching and sucking, that she ignored Gary’s hand which is now lightly cupping her right breast. Jane’s nipples were already harden at this point, and she knew Gary could feel it too through the fitting cotton top and the thin lace bra. Was she expecting this to happen and dressed intentionally? Jane felt a light squeeze on her breast…
Her handphone alarmed sounded off, giving them a rude start. They broke off from each other’s embrace.
Gary: Stay…
Jane: Cannot, this appointment last week already fixed. Cannot fly aeroplane.
Jane straightened her hair as she pulled herself together, much to Gary’s dismay. She gave Gary a kiss on the lips, whispered into his ear and left the KTV.
When she got home that night, she acted as though nothing happened. I was none the wiser, of course.
About 3 months ago, Jane had agreed to meet up with Gary, after getting along very well on online chats. The few initial meetings were normal, innocent lunches or dinners, usually between her work appointments. These meetings gave purpose to the time between her appointments, as opposed to her wondering around shopping malls aimlessly before meeting the next client. How did such ordinary meet ups spiral out of control?
After years of keeping this story to myself, I’ve finally decided to share it, after much consideration. Is it merely a story, or an experience, given that certain parts of it did happen? Though it occurred long ago and I’ve since forgiven her, the events are forever etched in my mind. This narrative is constructed partly from her sporadic disclosures over the years, prompted by my deliberate probing, as well as my own reflections, the texts I’ve encountered, and the incidents I’ve witnessed. Some aspects are imagined, and as to which parts, I’ll leave that to the readers’ speculation. Join me on this journey now, a story ten years in the making.
*Names in the story are made up, and does not depict any particular persons.*
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That’s an amazing intro! Looking forward to the rest of the story!
Thanks for the support! Will continue to write if there are interests in how the story develops.
2013
It was the beginning of 2013, the year when online chats boomed and suddenly exploded in popularity. WeChat was extremely popular, being new, and WhatsApp was starting up too. SMS was getting old and boring fast. No prizes for guessing, we started playing with these new apps as well.
My name is Tom, 32 then, an architect. Jane was 27, a business development manager. Due to our work differences, I was usually the first one to reach home, while Jane knocked off at later times. She got to wake up later though, while I had to drag myself to work every day at 7am. When she had no appointments at night, we would eat dinner quietly in our condo apartment. I would then play video games while she preferred reading books.
Jane was one who didn’t really care where she placed her handphone, and her going around the house searching for it was a common sight. I did not know when this behaviour changed, but when I finally noticed, her phone was by her side all the times, even going into the washroom. The only times when her phone was not with her was when she came back from work and her handphone was occasionally in her laptop bag.
Gradually, she began spending more time on her phone then with her books. From side glances, I could see she was texting on WeChat. I thought hard, trying to recall that point in time when her behaviour changed. This could have gone on for 4 or 5 months before I took notice. When I stood up from my seat or went near her, she would quickly close the WeChat application and browse some other apps. My interest and curiosity piqued.
Further changes occurred. Jane would usually hit the gym once a month, but the frequency increased to once each weekend. She used to wear normal tees and bermudas to the gym. After a couple of months or so, she started wearing shorts. That changed to fitting gym pants which showed off her smooth legs and shapely butt. The gym pants looked great on her, they rode up her ass and defined the shape of her camel toe so nicely. When coupled with her new range of sport bras, she looked hot, not going to lie. I could almost imagine the men in the gym staring at her firm ass, shapely camel toe and legs, getting distracted during their workout. Boy, what did I even know…
Her texting on WeChat continued and occasionally on WhatsApp too. This behavior had went on for about 4 - 5 months now. I talked to her about it, and she just brushed me off, saying she was texting friends or colleagues. Probably, but sometimes at 2 to 3am into the night? I needed to sleep early for work, and could only see the light from her mobile phone illuminating her face in our dark bedroom. I could not keep up and usually dozed off before her.
My curiosity was on the verge of bursting. I needed to know who and what she was texting. Her behaviour had changed too. She was visibly more feminine and incredibly sexy with her latest wardrobe. She had a new, sexy black dress, which she never wore for me, writing it off as being too tight and an impulse purchase. A few new fitting dresses, tops, lace lingerie and hot sports wear completed the collection.
A few months down the road, the day came. She reached home at about 9pm, threw her laptop bag onto the living room couch beside me and rushed to our bedroom washroom. She was having day one of her menses. I knew she would take longer than usual to bath and wash up. I put down the PSP I was playing and peeped into her bag. Lo and behold, her handphone was there. My heart started to pound furiously. Should I take a peep, I thought to myself. I knew I had a good 20 minutes or so before she was done, and I could hear the sound of the toilet flushes and bathing water from where I sat. I could pull this off without a problem. What would I see? It could be nothing at all, or it could reveal months of mystery that was kept away from me. With my heart literally at my throat, I pulled out her handphone, taking care to remember the position it was placed so as to place it back exactly the way it was. I opened the case flap and was greeted with the homepage. No pin, as expected, as she wouldn’t be able to remember her own passwords and hence, didn’t set one. I pressed on Wechat and the globe screen loaded up…
Thank you for the support, everyone. I will do my best to keep the story fun and exciting, through a less linear approach.
Some stories adopt the safe, linear approach in their chapters, but I find the lull sections can be too draggy and would challenge the readers’ patience. An example would be introduction > filler > filler > climax > climax > filler > filler > readers lost… A loose illustration from my own experience are Dragonball anime, in between fights, the episodes are less exciting and viewers need to wait for months for the next fight to begin. No offence to late Akira Toriyama!
I am attempting to write using the Ju-On approach, every chapter is exciting but non-linear, the viewers need to piece together the timeline and happenings. Readers are kept on their toes and kept excited to wait for the next update. Let me know if the linear approach is more welcomed
Sorry for the cliffhangers!
Any suggestions are most welcomed. Appreciate everyone’s patience as I piece together the happenings 10 years ago.
Ps: I checked and re-read but still got typo errors. Hai…
The Black Dress
It was 2am. As Jane sat on our bed in our dimly lit bedroom, the glow of her phone illuminating her face, she couldn’t shake off the feeling of guilt. Her mind was full of conflicting emotions. On one hand, there was the undeniable thrill of secret chats with different guys, and the meet ups with Gary that set her heart beating every single time. While some chats with guys were innocent and friendly, others took a more suggestive turn, introducing her to a world of sexual discussions and flirtations. It was an intoxicating lure, yet thrilling at the same time.
But on the other hand, there was the weight of responsibility, the burden of our marriage vows and the trust that I, her husband, had placed in her. My unwavering love and devotion probably haunted her, casting a shadow over her desires and filling her with a sense of guilt and shame. How could she betray my trust of so many years? And there I was, just laying beside her in bed, unaware and tired from work.
Yet despite her inner turmoil, there was a part of her that yearned to embrace the intoxicating attraction of passion and desires. Jane knew it was wrong, she knew she should resist, but the pull of desire was too strong for her to ignore. Her heart would beat rapidly whenever she flirted with the guys, looking forward to their responses to her teasing messages. And no surprises, the guys would send her photos of their erected cocks, further driving her arousal and pleasures when she occasionally masturbated during the chats. Her orgasms, when driven by these lusty arousals, felt so much better than the short ones I could provide her during sex. In the end, she found herself torn between duty and desire, and was caught in her own conflicting emotions.
The black dress hung delicately in Jane’s walk-in wardrobe. It was a gift from Gary after their last meet up in KTV. As she gazed on it, she couldn’t help but feel a beat of excitement in her chest.
With trembling hands, she slipped the dress over her head, feeling the thin fabric cling to her body like a second skin. It was tight, tighter than anything she had ever worn before, and she couldn’t help but admire the way it accentuated her figure, hugging her curves in all the right places. The turtle neck neckline framed her delicate features, drawing attention to her slender neck and graceful collarbones, while the long sleeves added a touch of gracefulness. The tightness of the dress pressed her breasts together, creating a titillating cleavage. With each movement, the fabric stretched over her ample bosom, outlining the shape of her breasts and drawing attention to her perky nipples that strained against the thin material.
As she looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of confidence and arousal at the sight of her own reflection. The dress left so little to the imagination. Her nipples, hardened with excitement, pressed against the fabric, creating small peaks that begged to be pinched and teased. With her 36D 26 36 figure, she looked fantastic in the dress.
Despite her initial hesitation, Jane couldn’t deny the thrill of wearing such a sexy outfit. With a mischievous smile, she adjusted the dress, making sure to emphasize her assets to their fullest potential. Her breasts strained against the fabric, threatening to burst free at any moment, and she couldn’t help but revel in the sensation of being so exposed and vulnerable. It was thrilling, intoxicating, and as she imagined the looks of desire she would receive from men, she felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine.
In the next few days, Jane went about her daily routine, while the memory of her last encounter with Gary at the KTV lingered in her mind. His invitation to meet again stirred up conflicting emotions within her, leaving her torn between the thrill of this forbidden relationship and the guilt of betraying me.
Gary’s messages were trickling in.
Gary: Jane, can’t stop thinking about our last time together at the KTV. Miss your smile and the sound of your laughter.
Gary: Love you much. I cannot forget our kiss that day.
Gary: Thinking of you, babe. I know I have to see you again. Everyday close my eyes also think of you. I need you in my life.
His words tugged at Jane’s heartstrings, reminding her of the intoxicating thrill of their kiss. A thrill, perhaps, she never had with me in our boring, mundane lifestyle.
Gary’s persistence was both flattering and unnerving.
Gary: Please, Jane, give us another chance. Meet me at the KTV tomorrow. I really cannot live without you with me…
As she read his final message, Jane felt a surge of anticipation going through her. She remembered what she promised Gary, that is to wear the outfit he gifted her the next time they meet. At that time, however, Jane didn’t know the dress was so revealing. Yet now she is yearning to wear it, even if only Gary would see it. The black dress was more than just a piece of clothing – it was a symbol of her newfound freedom, and a sense of liberation from a boring lifestyle.
With a trembling hand, she typed out her response, her heart pounding in her chest as she agreed to meet Gary once again at the KTV.
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She’d meet Gary wearing that dress …. just the dress without anything underneath
You may be… surprised how it turned out 😀
Revelation
As I clicked on Wechat, waiting for the chats to load, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss. Jane’s behavior had become increasingly secretive, her phone practically glued to her hand at all times. It was as if she was hiding something from me, and I couldn’t ignore the nagging suspicion that lingered in the back of my mind.
I had a good 20 minutes before Jane finished her shower. The chats loaded. At first, everything seemed normal – innocent conversations with friends and colleagues, mundane updates about her day, what they ate, their work matters etc.But as I delved deeper, I stumbled upon something that sent a chill down my spine – a series of flirtatious messages between Jane and various men. My heart raced as I read their exchanges, each message more suggestive than the last. Jane even sent photos of herself to the men. It was clear that there was something going on between them, something that Jane had been keeping from me. Anger and betrayal boiled within me as I realized the extent of her deception. How could she do this to me, to us?
But my curiosity got the better of me, and I continued to scroll through their conversation, searching for answers amidst the sea of flirtatious and sexual messages. There were men sending their dick photos to her, erected and rock hard. Then there were compliments from Jane on their sizes. Truth be told, they were good sized cocks and compared to mine, I felt a quick but sharp pang of shame. The messages would continue, suggesting how Jane will feel if she had these cocks in her mouth and pussy. From Jane’s replies, I could tell she was incredibly aroused as she played to their game.
As I delved deeper into Jane’s text conversations, I uncovered a world of secrets. The messages were like pieces of a puzzle, each one revealing a new facet of Jane’s hidden life. With shaking hands, I scrolled through her exchanges with Gary, the intensity of their flirtation sending a wave of nausea over me. But Gary was just the tip of the iceberg. As I explored further, I discovered messages from other men too – Jason, Ivan, Bow, Dragonboy – each one adding another layer to the betrayal I felt.Their conversations were filled with innuendo and suggestion, each message more explicit than the last. It was as if Jane had been leading a double life, indulging in fantasies and desires that she had kept hidden from me for far too long.
Then there were the photos Jane sent to the men…
Room 1306
As Jane prepared for her meeting with Gary, her heart pounded with anticipation and nervousness. I was at work and she was all alone at home. She stood in front of her full-length mirror, clad only in her lingerie, the thin fabric of her black dress lying on the bed behind her, begging to be worn. She reached for her makeup bag, and her fingers deftly applied a light layer of foundation to her flawless skin. She then brushed a hint of blush onto her cheeks, accentuating her natural beauty. Finally, she coated her lashes with several layers of mascara, lengthening and volumizing them. She looked absolutely stunning.
Satisfied with her makeup, Jane turned her attention to her hair, running a brush through the silky strands until they fell in soft waves around her shoulders. She debated whether to leave it down or pull it up into an elegant updo, eventually deciding to let her hair down.
As she turned to her dress, she suddenly hesitated. Wearing the dress now and going out will attract the attention of neighbours. As thrilling as that may be, especially the male neighbours who were already ogling at her in office attire, she shook her head subconsciously and donned a loose office blouse and pants instead. She then packed her laptop bag and headed out
But just as she was about to hail a cab and make her way to their rendezvous, her phone buzzed with an incoming call from Gary. With a furrowed brow, she answered, her heart sinking as she listened to his words.
“Dear, the location has changed,” he said, his voice low and husky. “Meet me at the luxury hotel downtown instead. Room 1306. I’ll be waiting. Trust me.”
Jane’s pulse quickened at the thought of meeting Gary in such an intimate setting, but a part of her couldn’t help but feel a twinge of apprehension. The KTV had felt safe, familiar, but a hotel room was a different story altogether. Still, she couldn’t deny the allure of the unknown, the thrill of indulging in her desires with the man who had seemingly liberated her.
With a deep breath, Jane hailed a cab and climbed inside, her mind buzzing with anticipation as she made her way to the luxury hotel in the heart of Orchard. Room 1306 awaited.
As Jane stepped into the opulent lobby of the luxury hotel, her heart raced with anticipation. The soft hum of conversation and the tinkling of glasses filled the air, adding to the sense of anticipation that hung heavy in the atmosphere. With each step she took, Jane felt a strange mixture of apprehension and exhilaration building inside her. The hotel was a far cry from the familiar comfort of the KTV, its grandeur and elegance intimidating yet undeniably alluring. But deep down, she knew that she was here for one reason and one reason only – to meet Gary.
As she made her way to the washroom, Jane couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched, the eyes of the other guests following her every move with a mix of curiosity and intrigue. She ignored the prickle of unease, focusing instead on the task at hand.
Once inside the washroom, Jane locked herself in a cubicle. The pang of nervousness felt very real now, and taking deep breaths did not help. After what seemed like hours getting her composure back, Jane slipped out of her office clothes, took off her bra and panties and stuffed them into her laptop bag. She then pulled out the black dress and pulled it over her head. (Believe some of you guys were disappointed… until now…) The thin fabric clung to her curves like a second skin, accentuating her every curve and leaving little to the imagination. The dress did absolutely nothing to cover her silhouette, as her full breasts and nipples were clearly outlined against the thin fabric. It hugged her toned waist and swelled at her hips, covering her round butt and ended just above mid thigh. She smoothed down the fabric, feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through her as she admired her own reflection in the mirror.
Jane took a moment to check her hair and make-up, and with a deep breath, she stepped out of the washroom and made her way to the elevator, her heart pounding in her chest with each passing moment. The moment she stepped out, the usual chatter in the lobby seemed to quiet down a notch. No surprise, as her full breasts bounced slightly but clearly under the thin, tight dress with every step she took.
As the elevator doors slid open with a soft ding, Jane stepped inside, her heart still racing with anticipation. The polished metal interior of the elevator gleamed under the soft ambient lighting, casting a warm glow over the small space. She pressed the button for the thirteen floor, where Room 1306 awaited her, and leaned back against the cool metal wall, trying to calm her racing heart.
Just as the doors began to slide shut, a hand reached out, stopping them in their tracks. Jane looked up, her eyes widening in surprise as she met the gaze of an angmoh standing in the doorway.
“Mind if I join you?” he asked, his voice smooth and accented with the unmistakable lilt of a British accent.
Jane hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. She hadn’t expected to encounter anyone else in the elevator, and the sudden appearance of this stranger caught her off guard.
“Sure,…” she replied, offering him a weak smile as she stepped to the side to make room for him.
“Headed somewhere special?” he asked, breaking the silence that had settled between them.
Jane hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. She glanced down at her black dress, the thin fabric clinging to her curves, and felt a flush of heat rise to her cheeks. “Nothing much,” she replied vaguely, not wanting to give too much away.
The man arched an eyebrow, and whispered to her, his gaze lingering on her figure for a moment longer than necessary.
Jane felt her cheeks grow even warmer at his boldness, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that coursed through her at his words. There was something undeniably exciting about the way he looked at her, as if he could see right through her dress and onto her naked body.
As the elevator came to a stop and the doors slid open once more, Jane stepped out into the hallway, her heart pounding strongly in her chest. She glanced back at the man beside her, offering him a shy smile before disappearing around the corner, relishing at the attention she could grab from the man.
Rendezvous
Before Jane even raised her hand to knock, a wave of nervous excitement came over her. Dressed in the sexy black dress, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of anticipation mixed with trepidation. Meeting another man in a hotel room, dressed in such a provocative dress, was a far cry from her usual routine.
As she stood outside Room 1306, her heart raced with anticipation. What would Gary think of her in this dress? Would he be pleased, or would he find her too forward? The thin fabric clung to her curves, leaving little to the imagination, and she couldn’t help but feel exposed and vulnerable.
Despite her nerves, there was an undeniable thrill coursing through her. The prospect of seeing Gary again, of being in his presence, sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. She had missed him since their last encounter, his touch, his kisses, the way he made her feel alive and desired.
But now, as she stood outside his door, she couldn’t help but wonder if she was making a mistake. What would happen once she stepped inside? Would she be able to resist his advances, or would she give in to his passion and desires?
With a deep breath, Jane raised her hand and knocked softly on the door. The sound echoed in the corridor, a reminder of the decision she was about to make. As she waited for Gary to answer, she couldn’t help but wonder what lay in store for her behind that closed door.
The door swung open, revealing Gary standing there in nothing but a pair of black boxers.
Gary: I was worried you wouldn’t come… come on in!
Jane hesitated for a moment, her nerves getting the better of her. Gary reached out and held her hand, gently, pulling her into the room. Gary’s gaze roamed all over her body, his eyes lingering on her figure. Jane felt a flush of heat creep up her neck as she walked in under his gaze. With a shaky breath, Jane stepped further into the room, the door closing behind her with a click. Jane couldn’t help but feel exposed and vulnerable, yet, despite her nerves, there was an undeniable sense of excitement and freedom. She took off her heels and slipped into a pair of disposable slippers Gary so thoughtfully prepared for her. The sofe music in the room eased the tension somewhat.
Gary: You look amazing, dear! I missed you so much!
Jane replied with a shy smile, feeling the heat reaching her cheeks.
Gary: Wow. Just wow. Did anyone see you in this dress?
Jane: Well, I changed from my office clothes. There was this angmoh who saw me in the lift though.
Gary: Surely he stared at you!
Jane: Ya… well, he did ask me if I’ll join him in his room…
Gary: Oh what did you reply?
Jane: I… said I was taken….
Gary: Taken by your husband, or taken by me?
Gary smiled as he guided Jane to the bedside.
Jane: Well… I’m here with you right?
Gary sat down on the edge of the bed. With a gentle tug, he pulled Jane towards him, and she found herself standing before him, her breasts right at his eye level, just a few inches away from his face.
In that moment, Jane felt a surge of vulnerability. The thin fabric of the dress offered little protection, leaving her feeling exposed and bare before him. She could feel his gaze roaming over her body, lingering on her curves and the swell of her breasts.
Gary: Turn around, dear…
Jane found herself strangely obliging to his ask, and turned around slowly. While she couldn’t see Gary with her back facing him, Jane surely felt his gaze on her round buttocks.
Gary: See? Just like KTV right? We have music, got drinks, got couch, bed to rest.
He gently pulled Jane onto the bedside, walked over and passed her one of the two glasses of drinks. Jane took a sip.
Jane: Ohhhf…
Gary: It’s gin on ice, is it too bitter?
Jane: No… its fine.
Jane took a few more sips, embarrassed at her initial reaction. Gary sat down beside her, and started his praises again. He then placed the empty glasses on the side table.
Gary: Dear, I was waiting painfully to see you again. Whenever my work is stressful, I’ll think of your beautiful face and smiles. I cannot live without you.
Jane: Don’t idiot you.
Gary: I’m so glad you came. Today you no appointment right. Must stay with me.
Jane, with a token of hesitation: I did tell the angmoh I’m already taken by you…
Gary smiled, and laid back onto the king size bed: Dear, can I hold you in my arms?
Jane turned around and crawled towards Gary. She couldn’t help but wonder why she was so willing to comply with his requests, yet beneath the surface of her uncertainty, there was an undeniable thrill, a sense of excitement that quickened her pulse. As she moved towards him, her breasts bounced with each movement, further arousing Gary. He watched her with hungry eyes, his gaze tracing the curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts as she drew nearer
As Gary opened his arms, Jane felt a rush of warmth enveloped her as she laid her head on his right shoulder. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her close, and she couldn’t help but notice the way her breasts were squashed between their bodies. The sensation sent a shiver of excitement coursing through her, and she was certain Gary could feel it too. With her hands at her sides, Jane surrendered herself to the intimacy of the moment, letting herself be enveloped by Gary’s touch. His fingers stroked her arm gently, giving her tingles of pleasure. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to rest in the warmth of his embrace, the scent of his cologne filling her senses. The king size bed felt extremely comfortable, as the saying goes, hotel beds always felt more comfortable than home beds. In that moment, all the uncertainties melted away, as Jane enjoyed the privacy of the room and the comfort of the bed, she was determined to do whatever she wanted to enjoy this rendezvous to the fullest.
In the next 15 or so minutes, Gary shared more about his work, how it was always stressful and how difficult it was the managed partners. Yet, he always agreed to their work demands as they were the sponsors. There was a moment of silence, then Gary reassured Jane again how her presence and warmth always seemed to ease the pressures of his work. Jane, as if to comfort a baby, moved her right arm to place on his chest. She brushed past a hardened cock along the way.
Jane: Oh my god!
Gary, reassuring her: Hugging the woman I love so much, any guy will also stand… and… it felt so nice when you touched it, dear.
Jane felt a wave of heat rushed to her ears. She struggled to maintain her composure, not wanting to further embarrass herself in front of Gary. Despite the unexpected turn of events, she couldn’t deny the thrill that coursed through her at the realization of their mutual desire.
Taking advantage of the situation, Gary hugged Jane tightly and rolled to his side, pinning her under his body. Jane’s heart raced with a heady mixture of excitement and anticipation as she found herself trapped beneath Gary’s strong, muscular frame. Feeling Gary’s weight pressing down on her, Jane’s breath hitched as she sensed her vulnerability. With a quick, assertive movement, Gary gently pinned her arms above her head, holding them firmly in place with one hand. Jane’s heart pounded in her chest as she realized the extent to which she was at his mercy, her body laid bare beneath him.
Gary’s gaze swept over her near exposed body, her round breasts and nipples clearly visible under the thin dress. With her arms held captive above her head, she was acutely aware of the way her body responded to his touch.
In a soft voice, Gary asked: Can I kiss you?
Despite the apprehension that gnawed at her, a surge of longing welled up within her, her lips parting in silent invitation. With a silent nod, Jane silently granted him permission to take her…
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Agreed, depends on who is at the receiving end.
Indeed. It didn’t feel good. I couldn’t focus on work, life or anything.