Bernice - Housing Agent


    Chapter #1

    This is a sort of a continuation spawned off from my original thread - Alicia - Friend’s wife which is a spawn off of …

    Prologue

    It should be known by now, the type of women I like is not everybody’s cup of tea. Some will call me a homewrecker, some will call me bastard, because there are so many girls out there, but I always tread on the ‘unavailable’ ones. Why? I guess it’s just a fetish. Everybody likes what they like.

    - Thicc

    - Relatives

    - Ang Moh

    - Pinay

    - AT

    and et cetra.

    There’s simply no lack of women but yes, I seriously only like one kind of woman. This story stems from my younger days, that kind of got me started into my current fetish (preference) for married ladies. I simply find them alluring and nice, lust ensues after attraction for sure. I do like single ones too, but purely for the physical intimacy.

    Keep your gf/wives away from me will do.

    If you want to blast/zap/criticise me, kindly do it via PM, I will not respond to harsh remarks in the thread. If you want to discuss something subjectively on this, feel free, I will engage on a light note and discuss this openly. I expect a few zaps to happen right after I start this thread. Let’s see if they will leave their usernames down.

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    My life has been filled with such women, unbelievable as it might seem, but my stories always revolve around such. I guess once I started something, it just comes naturally.

    Disclaimer

    Again, a lot of information is fiction, the events & situation is similar, but like I always say, ang mo kio might be queenstown, car might be van, NS might be reservist, rain might be sun, night might be day, weekday might be weekend, etc. The story is scripted in a way that makes it a romance novel of sorts, but some parts are just simply spiced up for reading pleasure.

    My description of the sex is based on what I remember, and how I enjoyed it. Again, I’m thick down there, not long, so when I say the ladies say “so big”, big refers to the thickness. Sadly, I don’t have a long dick like ang mohs.

    Everything, please take it with a pinch of salt. I will not be providing 100% accurate information about job, location and sensitive information. As the story goes, this a story on betrayal and hurting people.

    ps

    This story is a short one like Alicia. The longest I have shared, is Janice, and Janice will always be my only tryst that I hold dearest to my heart. I’m estimating about 30 pages including replies and posting.

    Posting Style

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    I try to post daily

    , Granted there are times I might be late but I always try to post daily.

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    Length of post

    depends on how much I write upfront, I usually write everything upfront in MS Word, then I cut and paste daily. This ensures that readers don’t end up not seeing any updates for days/weeks/months before another post appears. I hate reading manga like that, the writer draws on whims and leaves everybody dangling and the story is always changing. So my posts will be shorter when I’ve not written anything and still want to maintain a regular daily update for you folks. Longer when I’ve written more ahead, so you folks can read more.

    In due time when I’m done writing, I usually just post everything when I can.

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    I do not pen

    my memories daily, sometimes I can write 1-2 hours, sometimes 5mins and some days, none at all - hey, I also got a life to live you know?!?

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    I always try my best

    to reply to questions and replies in the thread. If I miss you out, usually is because I didn’t click on quote or I am on holiday and replying on phone takes forever (and yes, I’m going on another holiday with a “friend” soon.

    ) just ping me to reply you.

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    Blue Balls

    Since I always write ahead, I’ve ample time and brain power to decide where to stop the day’s postings. This usually results in a lot of people scolding me, cursing me and say I hang them by their balls to dry. So be warned - if you read my posts, and is about to cum, rest assured the post will end RIGHT before you cum. Feel free to curse me in the thread. HAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!

    By reading this story, you agree to be blue-balled, to suffer from waist down, and in no means will the writer - ME - be scolded or cursed.

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    Chapter #2

    This is WIP story…

    Have fun waiting

    This is not in relations to another Bro’s experience shared prior, any similarities or resemblance is strictly purely coincidental.

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    Chapter #3

    This story is dated a while after Alicia’s. You all know what happened and what transpired.

    For a while, there was sullenness, agony, pain but life moves on. Told myself that this was not me, and it was wrong that it even happened.

    Called myself out for being a bastard and swore never to let this happen again, but we all know, this is like drugs. The more you try to veer off it, it just comes back stronger, harder and you are ever and ever in the grasp of drugs.

    Keeping little gog calm in my new church after changing one (for obvious reasons) was my goal. Having and surrounded by new friends, new ladies (targets), little gog was shouting to be free, but decidedly I should be a gentleman, I tried my best to beat little gog down, telling it to behave and also to be quiet.

    Seems to work thus far, I focused on work and friends, I got my promotion, a nice pay increment, which let me change another job for even higher pay after I resigned (within a month/two). Schemer/opportunist? Yes, I was, who doesn’t want more money?

    I do.

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    Chapter #4

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    timeliness

    Welcome back, finally got the story I asked for.. coz I’m also going through roughly the same stage in life now hahaha.

    You ok Bo. 2 months I’m away and you got into so much? Power la bro!

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    big wood

    Bro welcome back 🙏

    Haha something tells me I’m going to regret coming back.

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    Onitsuka01

    Finally ….. camping here for updates!!

    Why do you people like to blur yourself? You know I will NOT be nice one right….?

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    Orange22

    Time to get blue balls HAHAHAA

    You need a new nick bro, Blue22? Haha

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    Freakz

    Welcome back brother KNNBCCB GOG!!! I miss you… Hahahahahaha…. 🤣🤣🤣🤣😘😘😘😘

    You fucker. You are not permitted here. Shoo! Go away!

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    SirLance

    Pls continue story,

    Coming right up !

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    lipe

    In other words

    BLUE BALLS

    expected.

    No swear or cursing words from me. Me good boy.

    Confirm blue again. Blue until you will curse and swear at me.

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    Just side note, I was really tied up past few months. I didn’t get emo or what and disappeared. I was just exhausted with new things, job (yes I left finally) and trying to settle down proper that I haven’t been online much.

    My housing agent story will be quite similar to another one I read here, not on purpose but similar except the ending is not so emotional or painful.

    Again, this story will end, it’s not a FIP (fuck in progress) story. This is a history. Something unexpected and you people better stop cursing me…

    Meanwhile, get your balls blue. Very blue.

    You have been warned.

    P/s: this story is not about just sex, infact there isn’t much till much later. If you are expecting an erotic novel, you’ll quit this story right after two pages.

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    Chapter #5

    Gooooooooood day all! Are you ready ….. for BLUE?

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    Had new colleagues and made new friends within the circle. Things were back to normal, but I’m still male, I do look at ladies and fantasize. If you tell me you don’t, screw you, don’t come to this forum. НАНАНАНА.

    I avoided getting too close with my new cell group ladies, they were friendly, sexy and tasty, I mean gorgeous. I cold-turkeyed and weaned myself off all impure thoughts.

    Gentleman… I told myself, I must be a real gentleman, no more treating women like meat. Respect them, take care of them like a real man, not just use and cum.

    It was moving fairly well for me, stable job role, friends, church, family closeness.

    Things were just fine for all of us. I was interested in one of my church friends and were getting close to her.

    Bernice? No, not Bernice. This is where the story sort of starts.

    Female Lead

    Bernice

    Cup size:

    :B, a very nice milky set of Bs. Nipples are darkish but sensitive.

    Job

    Housing agent with GOG real estate

    Personality

    Jovial, outgoing, chatty, friendly, very extrovert. She loves to talk!!!

    Clothing:

    Casual, shirts, jeans. Occasionally, the agent suits and blazers with heels.

    Hair

    Long, till below the chest area. Doesn’t really tie up

    Looks

    8/10, very fresh looking despite her age (she was mid 30s).

    Figure

    Tiny, not that tiny, but very small frame. Similar to Penny, she’s on the slim side, very fragile looking.

    Religion

    … You folks will find out in the story.

    Marital Status

    Married. Yeah yeah, you folks sure have a lot of things to say but remember, I’m a gentleman.

    Male lead

    Yours truly, gentleman of gentlemen, gog!

    So what’s next? Tomorrow…

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    Chapter #6

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    timeliness

    Aiyah religion wise.. convert her to your church or cell group and settle her hahaha.

    Nonetheless, looking forward to how this pans out.

    And yes, gotten myself into quite a bit over the past few months lol. Probably need advice from GOG real estate soon LOL.

    Aiyo, fuck and go. Don’t over think things la.

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    Phython1

    I like this “Pre-Warning” as always to be hanging dry……

    Just my disclaimer because in a few pages you are going to see people cursing and swearing at me very fast….

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    yomamaishorny

    camping for more

    Thank you bro, just don’t…. Regret.

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    technolink

    Wa am I seeing things not??! Gog is back with new story????

    Been tied up so didn’t get to it. Things have settled for a while so I’m back!

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    funfox

    Joining to gog queue for his blue stories

    You really never ‘blue’ before hor… you really won’t regret?!?

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    WonderQ

    Looking forward to more stories on your fav tyrst!

    This is not my fave tryst but it is one memorable one. A kink based on her job role though she did not use it to close the deal but… shall not spoil more

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    WrongOne

    Thanks for sharing new story!

    Welcome bro, looks like my fan base is growing!!!

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    Lennyberg

    CAmping!

    Welcome back gog.

    Thank you !!! I didn’t know I have that many admirers!!! Btw I’m a guy not girl… so don’t Q up… thank you ah!!! lol!

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    Chapter #7

    Good day all, so many people signing up to be blued. I don’t get it but…

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    Toto. Huh. You don’t know what this is?

    Who doesn’t love money? I do. My colleagues do, my family does. It’s normal to consolidate collecting money from everybody interested to try their luck and share the winnings. Same goes for my colleagues, $1 from everybody to try luck. System 7, system 8, heck we even did system 12 once!

    C(hong): Hey gog, ai share mai? $10, we whack system 12 try luck.

    Fuck.

    Chong was like the typical hongkong horse punter type of gambler, going all out, big stakes and never winning any. He approached me in the office excitedly and talked loudly like he was the boss of my department.

    gog: Wah play so big, I’m poor leh. $1 can boh?

    C: Lai la, down big, win big ma.

    It takes money to make money, but for some reason, gamblers don’t realise it takes money to lose money also. Down big, lose big too, no?

    Felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned to my right.

    P(auline): It’s just for fun, $10 is just once a while.

    Pauline was the rational person that is present in every group. There’s one person that ALWAYS is clear headed and rational but today she’s the evil one.

    gog: $10 is my lunch money.

    I did the sad lips pursing together, while looking pitiful at Pauline. Pauline giggled and smacked my arm gently.

    P: You don’t look like a minion, minions are cuter.

    Oh yeah, I like minions, love how innocent they are, yet protective of their boss, and how indestructible they are. I like how irritating they are too, and I try to be one as well to all my colleagues. Surprisingly, I still have a job (and cock).

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    Chapter #8

    What? You folks were expecting Bernice to appear already? Dream on. Not even near. The history is important to how we met. Still loooooooooooooong way to go

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    Chapter #9

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    strutyourstuff

    Before Bernice appear, you go bonk Pauline first?

    Haha… shit where I eat is dangerous… at least back then I thought so. Plus what happened before all these, I was a bit scared already. Got seen fucking by an auntie, not fun… how hard also can become soft…

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    Freakz

    Pursuing my lips… Why you shoo me away? Hahahahaha… If your story no blue balls you are not our dearest Bro KNNBCCB GENTLE MAN GOG!!! 😂😂😂😂😂

    Because you are not welcome, go away! You cb! Shoo!

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    Chapter #10

    Gooooood Thursday! Short update… haven’t been writing for two days. Hahaha. Hope the blue builds up more…

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    P: I’ll buy you lunch today. How’s that?

    Sounds good! I just got offered a lunch treat by Pauline, hehe.

    gog: Okay okay, I’m game.

    The draw is on a friday, and it was just tuesday. I chipped in $10 to Chong and he walked away happily. Pauline smiled sweetly and turned back to her monitor. I admired Pauline’s rear, I mean her generosity. Her sleeveless blouse with that hint of a beige bra strap, I mean her kindness to buy me lunch.

    You folks are making it hard to concentrate on writing this story!

    Time came and went, I was heading home after work on Thursday.

    I remember this funny day because I was walking behind this lady in a white sleeveless tight fitting dress who happened to get into my lift as I was going down to the carpark. I ended up following her out of the lift and tailed her without realizing I should have gone to the basement carpark!

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