Things Guys Do - My encounter with Nirdene (Pic Included)

[knightnight]

Hello guys and gals. Time for narrating my next escapade with you folks
For those of you who shared your points and good comments with me, I appreciate it and I hope I can keep you engaged and latched on to this fresh account.

This FR is guaranteed to be a very interesting, hilarious and a fun account and let me warn you, if you are reading this at work or home, control your face (as you might burst into laughs suddenly) and also burst inside your pants with sudden “bulges”. Erm for girls, I dunno lah!! A squirm perhaps.

This is rather a classy FR too involving my recent overseas trip to a supposedly art museum. Now let me tell you that I am no great fan of art and sculptures and random strokes of a colored brush that pass off as masterpieces. Yet, I was reluctantly forced into going to this outing with my female boss (who btw is not sexually connected to me…old, haggard bitch is all I can call her).

Fashion capital of the world, what am I doing there? Ah, customer workshop and requirement study (Fuckers don’t even know what they need and engage with vendors….anyway, these are my problems). After some tiring weeks with the supposedly high paying customer and hanging out with a old haggard bitch for too long, I nearly started to feel impotent and like my dick was tucked away into the inner most part of my legs and even getting a hard-on seemed remote and point less. Oh, how I wanted to come back to home ground and score some goals. Even as the weekend came close, I had my boss make me a ridiculous offer. “If you are free, let’s go to the art museum” she grunted (Did I tell you she was an old haggard bitch??). “Erm, ok” was my reply and off we went into this London taxi and ended up outside a seemingly boring looking museum. We paid for the entry and entered into this ‘world of taste’. (My left slanted ball, world of taste…fucking bore and people there were like deranged and disillusioned) Man, I tell you they are so brain washed into appreciating shit-hole art that I would not even care to use as toilet paper. All that it takes is a long French name and some color strokes on an expensive canvas. Should I even bother to explain the sculptures? OK, for example, a sculpture of this guy, his ass is out of proportion, fat and he is bending to pick a book – “Henry’s VIII knowledge of scores” – what the fuck is this? Anyway, you would know by now, my sense of appreciation to such art. If some of you are wow-ed by this, please accept my apologies and don’t you fucking deduct my points.

Back to the FR, we strolled past some students who were studying these art pieces, making notes and shit and apparently that day there was some extended security as some ‘dignitaries’ were around (So much for being busy people). Even as my level of boredom was reaching a new peak, I saw a group of very well dressed men and women standing in front of a painting. 3 men and 3 women in total all aged around 30’s and soon I realized these were those dignitaries. Even as the 3 men and 2 women moved on, 1 stayed back looking into the painting. Guys, now that’s the first glimpse of NIRDENE. Yup, that’s here name, Nirdene. Looked German but again, probably French or from around the European colonies. I couldn’t tell for sure (Usually, I can). She was tall, slender and such well toned legs from behind. She wore this business suit beige in color and had highlighted hair of about waist length. Silk long and smooth hair, she wore spectacles, contemporary brown spectacles with Armani chiseled in gold. She had a perfect executive look that also splashed some sensuous, seeking body that was so willing to be explored. I knew, she was very reserved from the outside, but so ‘passionate from the inside. All of a sudden, I was just drawn towards her. My feet moved, I barely had any control and even as my boss was next to me, talking shit about some shit, I just moved away towards this sparkling beauty. Now, it’s a new place, there is added security, she seemed so polished and well educated…..flashes of thoughts kept telling me ‘Dude, get the fuck out of here, this is not your league’. But again, those of you who know me, would know by now that the eye has been set, the mission has been found and the execution was all it needed and I would never turn back.

Quick flashes of thoughts were still plaguing me. “She might speak politics, art, fashion, world economics, post war modernization, fuck, how the hell will I match up?’ Yes, I can talk about desktop computers and mother boards but that’s all I got. Ermm….I could probably push some topics of 4D, Toto and probably little about the EPL, but that’s the max already. Guys, I was just flooded in negativity and all I could think of was ways to run away from there.

[knightnight]

Even as I was thinking all this, I realized my body has moved on and led me right next to this damsel. Now, I could even smell her fresh hair and a very fine scent which was probably a mixture of lilies and pastel flower petals. To help visualize you the scene there…….it looked like this. A SG guy wearing a baleno t-shirt with a brown cotton jacket and blue jeans and converse blue shoes standing next to probably a celebrity or a member of state or an executive board decked with knowledge and intelligence and a body to match her nearly perfect look. ‘You are so fucked Charlie’ I told myself. I felt this shivers down my legs as I even moved closer and then……… ladies and gentlemen, the SHOW BEGAN.

The painting that she was looking at so intensely was by a French artist and entitled “Two Young Girls at the Piano”, 1892 - Pierre-Auguste Renoir (Limoges 1841– Cagnes-sur-Mer 1919). What do I know about this?......... NO fucking clue man. Just to give you guys a description of this painting, it two small girls looking into music scores. One girl seated and the other standing next to her. If you want an even better idea, then Google the painting title lah.

I then slowly took a peek at Nirdene. She had moist eyes and she was too intensely involved to even realize me standing next to her. Her left hand was slightly lifted up and as if she wanted to touch the painting. In her right hand was a glass of champagne. Even behind this was a very well endowed bosom and I could bet it was a perfect 36C. I took a deep breath as I was about to start my woooo process. I took another deep breath with my eyes closed and said my routine pump up phrase to myself. (Its nothing great or poetic, it just says “come Charlie, you are the man”. But this time around, I said it around 100 times easily.

“Sisters, such good bonding and so much involvement” I said loudly looking at the painting but loud enough for Nirdene to hear. “Oh” She sighed and got frightened and moved a step away. “Sorry, I got startled” she quickly apologized. “My apologies too I got you startled” I quickly replied and looked at the painting again. I went on talking to the painting now “Such emotion, do you think the girls are talking to each other?” I asked. “Are you speaking with me?” she asked but she sounded so interested. “Oh yes, I am. It’s a fine piece isn’t it? Do you think the girls are talking to each other?” I asked (WTF was I saying). “Yes, I think they are” she replied. “They look like very close sisters and in love with each other” she replied. “You miss her don’t you?” I asked. “Miss who” she replied intensely and immediately. “Your sister, you miss her a lot, don’t you” I asked again. “Oh, how did you now I have a sister?” she asked in a very intrigued manner. “Not only that, I also know that you both played music, you both had it going together. But looks like time flies and you both have parted” I replied. Even while I was saying all this, I knew that I could have just offended her or caused her even hurt. There was also a probability that she did not have a sister and she would think of me like a fucking jerk trying to make an assumptive conversation. “I am sincerely sorry, if I am not speaking appropriately to you lady” I said as she was quite silent. “No, its fine” she replied. I ended the conversation there and moved to the next painting slowly. I told myself, this could go two ways. One, she will move on too and that’s it. End of story (and this FR) or two, she will move along with me and will want to talk to me again. Depending on this, I could react and adjust myself, I thought and dared to slowly move on. From one corner of my eye, I could see her looking at me. She looked at me from top to bottom quickly. I looked messy, simple, Asian, uninteresting but yet, she had this expression on her face that wanted me to speak to her. She walked up to me and said “My name is Nirdene” and she offered her hand for a hand shake. Guys, trust me, this was the most soft and smooth and feminine hand I ever held all my life. Her fingers were long and well trimmed nails and such soft and submissive hands that I could just hold them from ever. She was slightly warm and her fingers were just too desirably soft. She plunged her hands into mine and she did not take her hand back. She gave in completely. I held her hand and did not let go either. “What’s in a name Nirdene, absolutely nothing” I replied. “But again, you can call me Charlie” I replied. “A young philosopher” she commented and laughed. “Oh no, please, don’t flatter me so much. I am just a wandered and an artist (fuck)” I said in great apologetic tone. We were still holding hands (in the shake hand position) and we were so comfortable doing so. “I see passion in your eyes Nirdene, passion for paintings” I said. “I love art, they are so warm and they speak so much to me” she replied enthusiastically. WTF? A painting can talk Meh? I thought to myself. Anyway, things were going well, so I played on. “Are you an artist” she asked. No, don’t say it, asshole I was yelling from within but even before I could take control over myself, I said “YES” a big “Yes, I am” I replied. If I could, I would have slapped myself or taken my head and banged it against the wall, but again I had committed to something I had no clue whatsoever.
“Pre war?, renaissance?, historic? Modern art? What pleases you” she asked so ever intently (Hands still holding). I wanted to reply and say Hard disk, CD drive, 2 GB ram, wireless Ethernet card and others. But I said “Contemporary art Nirdene, random, bright and moody” I replied. “Oh Interesting” she replied. Phew!! There goes one tough question I thought. I quickly added, “I paint body art too, no not the tattoo culture. More for intense emotional representation of creative body form that marries creativity and sensuality” I replied. WTF was I talking about? WTF is this rage and confidence in which I was speaking? I thought to myself. “Splendid” she chirped. “Oh I would love to see your portfolio” she gasped. I was mindful at this point and I told her that I did not have any portfolio and I was traveling on business. She did not know much about Asia though but she did know about SG and all the great things happening here. Even as we were speaking, the lady accompanying the group walked up to us and spoke to Nirdene in French. I assumed she was saying “WTF are you doing with this shit looking jackass?” and then Nirdene replied something back in French. Which I think was like “Go fuck yourself he is mine”. He He He……

[knightnight]

“I got to go” she said. “Can we meet again?” she asked. “It will be my privilege to see you again Nirdene” I replied. “But I have one condition” I said. “Condition?” What condition she asked smilingly. “Promise me you will wear the same perfume as you did today” I said. “Oh what?, Oh, the perfume, Oh….yes, yes” she blushed. She did not have a clue I would say that so she was completely taken by surprise. Now came the next nightmare that I usually have with my flings……. Fucking business cards. Why the fuck do people ask for business cards. Even as I was quickly thinking, she said “How do I contact you”. Its so boring to ask her business card, its quite embarrassing to give my business card, so I was fucked. I then grabbed her hand instinctively. I flipped her perfect palm towards me and I drew out my pen (Pilot G-2 05) and I wrote my number on her palm. She gasped, she looked around in embarrassment, but she did not resist. She allowed me to write my number on her palm. She then immediately folded her palm as if she was hiding the writing. She then walked away towards the other folks. I stayed there and kept looking at her as she walked. After a certain distance, she slowly opened her palm and peeped into her hand and she smiled to herself. “BINGO” I said to myself and turned back. FUCKING HELL!! My boss stood there looking at some painting and I knew she was eves dropping and pretending to see the painting. Old bitch also pokes her nose in my private affairs. “You seem busy” she said in her fucking dry pee hole voice. (Cant she just die, bitch) “Just appreciating true art for a change” I replied and walked away. We then finished up there and went back to the hotel early evening. The bitch sleeps early. I told her I was busy and left, I later ordered room service food. I was just magically so involved with Nirdene. I couldn’t stop thinking of her. I was hoping she will not lose my phone number and was nearly crying to imagine it getting washed out by accident. Oh I did never so want my phone to ring. I ensured my battery was charged and I was looking into my phone (btw, mine is a stand by HWAWEI fucked up phone, free from Singtel –don’t even use this phone man!!)

Btw, on the way back to the hotel, I saw a book store and I strolled in and found some body paints / face painting for children. I quickly bought two sets and then I bought some brushes (Shit, things we do man!!). I never held a brush in my life. But anyway, instinctively, I made this investment (20 Euro fuck..). I reached my hotel with some cheap wine (5 euro) and soaked inside the tub sipping wine. It was nearing 11 PM when my phone rang. I rushed to the phone, but I forced myself to not answer the phone. I held myself back and pushed myself onto the bed and was jumping like I was fighting with myself. It got disconnected. I slapped myself and sat on the bed. Nearly instantly, the phone rang again and the same treatment followed. I boxed myself in the face and chocked my neck lol……..but did not answer the phone again. It disconnected again. Third time now, it rang. I thought I should not push time too much and this time around. I answered the phone. “Hello” I said. “Hello Charlie, you seem to be busy” it was Nirdene’s voice. I fell on the bed flat just to hear that sweet voice. Oh I was so much dazzled with her voice. “Nirdene?” I asked as if I don’t remember. “We met in the museum” She replied rather disappointed. “How can I forget Nirdene” I chuckled and she laughed too. “If its 11 PM and you called me, its either that you need desperate help or you couldn’t stop thinking of me” I said boldly this time. (I told myself, I am in charge and I am the Man!!). She laughed. “Neither of the reasons” she said and flushed my charm. “I called because I wanted to tell you that you were very brave to write on my palm, it was too daring” she said. “I had to hide my hand from others, I did not want them to see” she said. “My sincere apologies Nirdene, but honestly, I cursed the pen and I smashed it to pieces for making marks on your palm”. I replied. “So tell me more about you” She said. “I want to meet you now Nirdene” I replied. She was silent. I know she wanted to meet me too but she was holding back. “Listen Nirdene, please meet me” I said. I showed her signs of desperation. I made her feel I was urging but yet I was firm and taking control as well. I was sure she liked it. “Do you know who I am?” she said. “A very important person?” I replied. “You cant imagine, people recognize me by face around this part of the world” she said. “I exactly know who you are Nirdene” I replied. “You are beautiful, you are passionate and you want to see life in its best form – that’s what you are Nirdene” I replied. “I can’t” she replied. “Why don’t I come over to see you then” I offered. “Here?” She exclaimed. “Yes” I replied. She thought for quite a while and then she agreed. “You don’t have to come, I will come and see you” she said. So I gave her my hotel details and we hung up. I was now worried who the heck she was. Fuck, am I trying to screw with spies or even worse the fucking govt people or some kind of celebrity, I had no clue man. All I knew was that I could run to the SG embassy and beg for help if I got screwed. There was this sense of such great adventure and yet my balls were shrinking.

[knightnight]

More than an hour later, I heard a knock. I rushed to the door and Nirdene rushed in. First look, she looked more simple without the make up and high heels. She wore a long jacket and a hat. Her hair was all locked up into a bun and tucked into her hat. The last time I saw some one like this was in a James Bond flick where the girl is a KJB agent on a radio. I was fucking scared and yet excited. “Here, I am here” she looked at me expectantly. She was breathing slightly heavy and I could see her neck so fair and her lips so moist.

“Why am I doing this” she asked. “Relax Nirdene, we will be alright” I said and we hugged. I tried to let go but she hugged on. She was so sweet, so gentle and all so mystical. This is not a quick fuck and run experience, I thought to myself. She is so wanting to be hugged, so much wanting to show her passion. It was overflowing from her. I gently moved my hands into her hair. I felt her breath go deeper and then we kissed. First kiss was gentle then she took over and she started to kiss me passionately. She took her hat away and then her long woolen jacket went off. She was in a shirt and a long skirt. I made sure I don’t touch her inappropriately on her ass or boobs but just hugged her knowing that my turn will come. She gently dragged me to her neck and let me ravish her neck and I was happy to treat her well. We kissed again. Even as we were kissing she stopped me and she looked me in the eye and said “this should end with sex ok” she gasped. “We don’t have to be so fast in deciding Nirdene” I replied. “No, No, I cant afford to fall in love” she gasped. “After this we are going our way, now say yes” she demanded. “OK” I replied and we disengaged from hugging. It was slightly awkward now but soon I took over and offered her some drinks. Whisky on the rocks was her choice and so was mine, so we drank some whisky on the rather cold night. “You are a charming young man” Nirdene said. “Nirdene, the moment I saw you, I felt the mad urge to know you and befriend you” I replied. “I hope you won’t turn me away” I continued. “No, we can be friends for ever” she said in such a welcoming way. Even as we were speaking, I took the lead and moved towards her. We kissed again and this time I started to unbutton her shirt. She allowed me and I was slowly seeing this firm and yet well toned tits. She was so juicy and so firm. She wore pink silk bra that looked very expensive. I ensured I am gentle on her. We both gently disrobed and fully naked. Her skin was spotless and smooth. Wow, she was just so beautiful. I kissed her on her neck, moved below and kissed her on her naval, further down she was so well trimmed and her pussy lips were pink and fluffy. I planted a kiss on her pussy and she gently let me take over from soft licks to vicious sucks. She was getting wet and very soon she was dripping so much that her ass was all wet from her dripping. I kissed on the inner side of her legs and went further down. Soon she moved her toes to my face as if she wanted me to suck her toes. I am not so much of a foot fetish guy, but her toes were so well groomed and so nice that I obliged her. I kissed her toes, sucked them and soon I realized that she was a foot fetish women and she was so steamed up when I was servicing her toes. Some times, I could see her pussy shiver and open up slightly with a thick drool of wetness and she let go herself completely.

After a while, she stood up and we kissed again and this time she went on kissing me till she reached me below. She held my dick and placed it on her eyes. She started to smile and then she licked me from top to bottom of my dick. Her face was so beautiful, her long silk hair on a fair naked body and there she was giving me a wonderful blowjob. She was slightly amateurish. She did not spare a chance to deep throat me though and even as her warm saliva was all dripping, she slurped on. Soon I was not able to control anymore and it was definitely not a time to explode as her passion was just starting to show. I lifted her up and we continued to kiss. She invited me to enter her and I asked her if she was ready. She was so ready and woosh came the cap. I capped myself and gently entered her. She was more than ready, she was dripping ready. She was not tight nor was she loose. She was so just nice that it was like a pussy made for my dick. Everything just matched. The length, the depth and circumference, it all looked so made for each other. She commented looking at me inside her “Wow, handsome couple” she said. Her feminine pussy, pink and soft and my hard firm dick macho and big, we were both just so entangled in passion. She turned slightly and let me enter in side ways, I was trying my best to control and we moved faster. She was getting into a orgasm, I knew, I could swear. She then exploded into a very nice orgasm. She gasped and her cum was flowing out. “Tasty” she asked shyly. I kissed her on her pussy and she was indeed so tasty and so hot and I can barely explain any more in words the warmth and the passion she had. I then went to business and started to slam into her. Pounding and slamming into her pussy. Her tits were bouncing up and down rigorously. She her let hands free and lifted her head up. “Can you cum in my mouth” she begged. Even as I was pounding into her, soon I was very close to exploding, I drew out and removed the cap and even before I knew it, I was shooting onto her face. She opened her mouth and I managed to cum a bit on her tongue. She licked me and slowly closed her lips and I realized I was swallowed. She continued to rub me and squeeze more and talking to my dick. Some more, she pleaded and then we both crashed onto the bed. Her face, still had some spots of my cum and she gently wiped it away with some hand towels. Her bare, naked body was so hot and open there for me to cherish. We hugged again and we kissed on passionately. “You are a lover” she said. “You are dangerous” she said. “You will take me away and I don’t want to go” she said. I just heard her speak. I smiled and let me imagine what she wanted to. I was wanting to get ready soon as I did not want to miss such a ravishing beauty in my arms.

Guys, so much about “shot 1”. Hope you enjoyed this thus far and Nirdene and me were together for two weeks almost every day. It was such a pleasurable time and we both just clicked. It was not a fast sexual romp neither was It a boyfriend / girlfriend engaging in over committed sex. This was just in between and yet so involving and passionate.

[knightnight]

And as assured.....here she is....

http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/9366/nirdene.th.jpg (http://img140.imageshack.us/i/nirdene.jpg/)

[jur9]

Bloody good writing... gosh!! Way to go dude...

[naturegreen]

Wa TS, your english damn power! :D

[Max77]

wow...tat's some kind of FR we hav here...:p

[DoItRight]

You should forget about art and consider writing as a career. Very well written indeed. Keep it coming!

[fazer6s]

bro knightrider - can we discuss more or the Arts for the benefit of Art itself and fellow Arts enthusias.



Who am i kidding- On with the SEXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX man

Hope got more pixs for viewing pleasure

You're a suave dude man!

[Roman city]

Nice writing, hope to see more:D

[nightcrystal]

Bro, your way of writing is what I called art.

I know im being greedy, but i hope there is more pics ^^

[Mike_JustDoIt]

Very entertaining indeed ... how about "shot 2"? ... :)

[awful]

"highlighted hair of about waist length. Silk long and smooth hair, she wore spectacles, contemporary brown spectacles with Armani chiseled in gold."

but the photo does not show highlighted hair nor spectacles. granted, the spectacles may have been removed, but the hair...

[knightnight]

Guys (and one gal) thank you for the feedback and some has queries. So let me try to answer them.

1. FR said long, straight highlighted hair but pic not clear:-
Good observation, yes the pic is slightly blurr and her hair did have strokes of highlighted hair. Burgendy color to be more precise. Usually we think highlight means the bright yellowish types but Nirdene was more towards the Burgendy/brown tinge...........

2. FE says spectacles, but cannot see in pic:-
Removed her spectacles

Have fun reading!!

[knightnight]

Guys and gals....I could not take pics this time around as Nirdene was herself too unwilling and given who she is, I did not push much either.......

Having said that...please see my FR Things Guys Do - My encounter with Charm or for that matter just search for my nick and you can see more FR and PICS there which were more liberally taken.

Cheers

[eeemen]

Another excellent piece bro TS. Thanks for sharing ;)

[luckyyeti]

Man bro
you must have read alot of james bond novels

hahaha i like your saavy style of writing with a touch od local ah bengish...hahaha

i enjoy it very mush...please dun make us wait too long bro.....

upz ur points liao!!:p

[parryl]

not only the story is good . he really have smoke out skills .

[knightnight]

Lol guys and gals thanks for all the good things you have said and your encouragement....I like to thank people by name, so thanks to

parryl
luckyyeti
eeemen
jur9
naturegreen
Max77
DoItRight
fazer6s
Roman city
nightcrystal
Mike_JustDoIt
awful

so lets get on with the ride.............

Ok let’s get to fast forward a bit and let me narrate the next day escapade rather than the 2nd shot. We can always come back to that later.

Having had a great night and a fantastic sense of accomplishment, I stepped into the day with a great big smile and a lot more confidence. As usual, I met the old hag for breakfast in the hotel B’ fast lobby and she started off complaining about the bed sheets, the soaps, the overall service and all the pain she has to undergo (Why cant people appreciate anything in life??). She asked me how my room was (shit, I wonder if she expected me to invite her for a romp). I told her I was extremely busy working late night to complete the presentation decks and I did not have time to consider evaluating the social surroundings. She was curiously impressed and gave me a funny look. I felt like she was saying “Don’t fuck with my pussy asshole, I can bite” and I felt like I replied, “Old hag, your teeth have fallen off, it’s a useless pussy anyway”. He He…. We muttered such stuff at each other and were getting ready to get going.

Even as were about to pick up our bags and coats, I saw a Hotel staff holding a bouquet entering the lounge area. She went to the F&B attendant and seems to have asked for someone. Flowers were all red roses and it was a nice small flower bunch. It looked safe, the morning was bright and the colors were bright and the coffee was fresh and all was going so very well, until the lady staff started walking. “Dude, is she walking towards me?” shouted a voice from within me. “Nah, come on Charlie, just chill” was my reply. I straightened up my tie and almost stood up to collect my coat and even before I moved any further, shit happened. The staff stood right in front of me with this big beaming smile. “<Name>, how are you Sir?” she asked. “Erm, ah….errrrrrr……. yes, alive and kicking” I replied with a “Can SOMEONE KILL ME NOW” expression on my face. I bent to look for the old hag and no prize for the right answer; she was all attentively looking at the small show that we were putting up. “These are some flowers and chocolates for you Sir” she said and planted a small box of liquored chocolates and the flowers in my hands. “Busy all night huh” the old hag took off. She never, ever misses a chance to attack people. She’s divorced, lives alone and has no friends (No pets either). That explains a stinking bitchy attitude. I smiled and said “Good time management” and then thanked the staff for the delivery. It was quite a comical scene. I was standing there with some flowers and a box of chocolates and clueless as to what I need to do next. Anyway, I gathered myself together and I told my boss (did I tell u she was a bitch?) that I will see her at the taxi stand and rushed up to my room. I wanted to leave the flowers and chocolates and then deal with this embarrassment later. Is stormed towards the lift and then came back after leaving the flowers on my bed (I am quite clean and systematic, don’t like to throw things around). My boss was already sitting inside a taxi gazing into her watch. “Im sorry Boss” I apologized sincerely and we took off. “It’s the same problem as always Charlie” my boss muttered. “Which is?” I questioned. “I call you and you don’t look back” she said. “Why don’t you respond when I call you?” she asked. “You called me? When?” I was curious because I did not hear her call me. “Well you were rushing up to your room, I was calling out and you wouldn’t look back” she said. Guys, honestly, I did not hear her call me, in fact I did not know that she was bothered by that. “I am really sorry Boss, I did not hear you. I would have certainly stopped if I heard you call me” I said. “Anyway, I was calling you because when you left in a hurry, this letter fell off’” she said and handed me a note. I was fucking embarrassed and it was a open note. It was not sealed and I can bet that the old hag has a go at it. “What does it say” I quickly asked her hoping she will say something stupid and I can get her caught but she is too smart to be caught (come on if she is my boss, she is worth that seat man!!). “I know my limits Charlie, I have not read it neither am I wanting to know your personal life” she said and looked outside the window as if she saw Eiffel tower and was amazed by it suddenly.

Well anyway, I took the note and I opened it. It was such a sweet hand written note. It was smelling Nirdene all over. I could almost visualize her writing that note to me probably sitting on her bed with her legs flapping in the air. Paper on the pillow and her hair tied up into a towel after a nice warm bath and she had all the time in the world to write me a note. “What about you makes me like you so much? What about you makes me hear songs, what about you tells me I am beautiful and what about you I just can’t forget?” it read. It went on, “I want it but I don’t want it, I run to you but I want to run away too, Oh save me this misery and meet me tonight once again. Show me the passion of love and drown me in words of affection” I gulped my saliva and tried to hide my face and my dick which was already getting ready to invade. I then looked at my boss, she had this sad look on her face. For the first time I felt a kind of sadness for her. “Hey Boss” I called out to her. She looked at me with that nasty look which I despise. But for some reason I just felt a kind of pity for her. “Do you want to know” I asked showing her the folder note. I gestured towards the note as If I wanted to tell her the story. “You really want to tell me?” she asked. “Well, I could if you want to listen, but can you keep that secret for me?” I ventured into a land of unknown. She was my boss, she is sick and I hate her from the deepest part of my heart. But for some reason, I think I had a “brain fart”. A time where some strong emotion takes over and you commit a mistake. “Ok, the drinks on me then” she offered. Wow, my boss, spending money on me and that too for a drink, I was shocked.

The rest of the day was work and strangely each time I looked at my boss, she gave me this pleasant smile. It was like an understanding started to grow and all of a sudden we started to relate to each other. I was very nervous and my hate for her was always superseding the forthcoming gestures of her. “Charlie, you are fucking with fire” I yelled from within. “She is going to rip you apart and you will not even feel it” said this voice. I ignored her a few times but did nod and acknowledge back a few times as well. Even as the day ended at work, she got a little excited and then it was time to get back to the hotel. “So shall we meet in the bar at 7?” she asked. “Oh, about the story, sure, sure” I replied pretending as if I forgot the offer I made to her.

We reached the hotel and I went up to freshen up and I got into my comfortable in my jeans and blazer and then I walked down. Now I know that Nirdene said she will meet me but I had no clue where and when. I ensure my HWAWEI phone was charged and I went into this rather quiet bar. My boss was not there and I reached first. I wanted to sit on the table in a corner but then I changed my mind. I wanted my boss to lead me to a table. If she led me to a corner table, I talk all the way, if she leads me to a table in between other tables, then I share partially and if she sits with me at the bar counter, then just briefly give a summary. This was the analysis and I headed towards the bar stools. Ordered for some lemonade and waited there. The old hag arrived. She seems to have bathed, perfumed herself and she wore a formal one piece gown with a long shawl wrapped around her. Well leaving aside my animosity and anger towards her, I can be fair and rate her 2.954/10 for the look. She looked pleasant and nice. She then asked if we could sit on the couch and she choose this couch all the way towards the end close to the fire place. We then started drinking and I narrated the whole incident to her to the same detail in the FR above. Even as I was sharing all this she burst into tears (she was getting drunk too) and started to tell me her experiences in her youth. She took me back 40 years to this kampong she used to live in. She had a small house which was on-looking a small water reservoir and she had this crush on her neighbor who was twice her age. While no one liked her relationship with this guy she saw him by the reservoir after dark and they would have a great time of sex. She even explained how he once kissed her on her breast and she had bite marks and was caught by her mother. Honestly, I felt like I was watching “retro-porn” or flicks from porn from the 70’s. I was smiling as I was visualizing her sex stories in black and white film. She then went on from the 70’s and finally ended up with her most recent fuck and that too unbelievably with my colleague who was about the same age as hers. Ang Mo guy!! She apparently loved swallowing and facial cum and she was so excited to know that my fuck was with Nirdene. She saw Nirdene too and she agreed that it was a great catch. For some reason, with our sex stories we dropped the guard and went on chatting as friends and I started to understand her better.

[knightnight]

Then all of a sudden she said “Will you let me watch?” I chocked and almost spilled my whisky. “Watch, you mean me and Nirdene?” I jumped. “Yes, come on it will be out little secret” she assured. I nearly was fainting even imagining the fact that my boss would see me naked and even worst on the bed having sex. “Hell no” I shouted. “There is limit and then there is THE LIMIT” I said. “I am just not ready” I told her. “Have you been watched having sex before?” she asked. My answer was a definite no. Not as in being an exhibitionist of sorts. “Then you should, it’s a great sense of achievement” she said. “Have you watched before?” I asked her and she said yes. It was a very strange feeling I had. I mean, on one hand she is my boss and its just going to be so stupid when I see her at work and then on the other hand, maybe she will enjoy it and I might enjoy it too just being watched and as she said, maybe a great sense of achievement. After a lot of deliberation and consideration and all sort of fucking analysis, I agreed under the condition that Nirdene needs to be comfortable too. Even as we were doing all this sex talk, Nirdene called me on my mobile and we agreed to meet that night. I asked my boss to go up to her room and after I speak with Nirdene I would call her.

Fast forward a bit here. Nirdene arrived and we did all the initial pleasantries and chats. We hugged and missed each other, kissed and petted. I was almost getting into the mood when I remembered my word to my boss. My dick shrank like a balloon deflates. Fuck, what did I do and how the fuck will I get out of this mess, I started to wonder. I then gathered my guts and started to talk to Nirdene. “Dear” I called out. “Yes, what is the matter” she asked. “Will you be mad if I said something that you might not expect from me?” I enquired. “Are you married?” she asked. “Fuck, no that not it”. “Then its drugs” she withdrew. “Sweety, I even floss my teeth at nights, I am clean, no drugs no stupid steroids” I assured her. “Then I am OK with it” she agreed. “Are you sure, because I have not said it yet” I cheekily asked her. “If you want to listen and then its totally up to you to decide” I suggested. “Ok shoot” she said. I slowly started to narrate about my boss and Nirdene is such a smart fuck, she almost got what I was saying. “I don’t like the idea of threesome” she said rather in a disappointed tone. “Hell no, shit, not a threesome, Its just that she wants to watch” I said. “And you agreed?” she challenged. “No I did not, I wanted to run it by you and I will surely not force you either” I demanded and I was quite assertive as well. “But imagine the feeling for a few minutes Nirdene. You have not done it before, neither have I, it might just be so much fun. Also, this being my associate I can guarantee that it will be fine” I started to impress her with my point of view. “Well I don’t want to spoil anything between us” she said. “I just like it the way it is” she said and I felt great hearing that. “It will not, I promise Nirdene” I begged. “Ok, but if it gets uneasy will she leave?” Nirdene asked. “I guess so” I exclaimed. Then she agreed.

Guys, if I pause at this time and tell you how fucked up I felt, you just cant imagine. I had this splendid beauty with me and we were off to a great sexpolration. Things were just perfect as they were and I don’t know why the fuck I was doing all this. But again, probably that’s my nature. That’s me. I take up the challenge. Strange as it may sound, I could sense a great feel that was something I never felt before. I called my boss and gave her the good news, I also told her that she might have to control and if she sees that Nirdene was getting uneasy, that she should herself leave the room. She agreed and things were set.

[knightnight]

Nirdene sat on the chair, I sat on the desk and my boss walked in. “This is Nirdene and this is my boss” I said. They shook hands. “I never recruit the wrong guys in my team” my boss joked looking at Nirdene and that was the first fucking time she ever joked. “Drinks” I shouted and we all poured drinks and started drinking. “Nirdene, you should here her story” I said and allowed my boss to take the stage. She started off and she told us her kampong sex, her office flings and things were steaming up now. I started to rub Nirdene on her leg and my boss got the clue. She went to the toilet giving us some “startup” time. Just as she left, I pounced on Nirdene and we started to strip. “Oh dear, Oh dear, come on baby” she started off. “You know I missed you” she said. “22 Hrs, 18 min and 20 sec to be precise” I replied. “You were counting?” she asked so excited. “Make that 32 sec now” I replied and nodded even as I was disrobing her. Her soft boobs came out and I started to suck her nipples. She smelt the exact same as the previous night and she was even more alluring and for some reason this time she gave in more intimately. For a few minutes we even forgot the whole fact that my boss was there. We both were now naked and kissing when my boss walked into the room slowly. She poured a drink and she sat on the floor. “Hi” I said and she just nodded with her thumbs up. My dick started to shrink and I was almost flat down. I had this rush of fear and uneasiness that Nirdene had noticed. “Its OK” she said. Wow, now I am being spoken to, I thought and recommitted into kissing Nirdene. We kissed and Nirdene went down and started to stroke my dick. Suddenly, Nirdene looked at my boss and said “Is this what you wanted to see?” and stroked my dick up and down. My boss smiled and gulped her drink fast. “Well, look on because I am going to give him the best time of his life” she said confidently. Nirdene then started to lick me, deep throat me and then lick my balls. I felt that she was almost trying to overdo and get into a different sort of energy. The previous night was sensuous, passionate, loving and kissing while this night started off on a much more raunchy note. It was more rough, tough, hardcore and brazen sex. I guess that is how Nirdene reacted to the moment. I was benefiting and I laid back. I too slowly started to get into the moment and then I jumped into 69 and started to eat Nirdene. Biting this time, spitting into her pussy. Licking and slurping. “Ummm…..ahhhhhhh…yes” Nirdene yelled. Each time I snuffed my tongued into her pussy, she started to fuck my tongue. I stuck my tongue out and let me tongue fuck me and she started to move back and front letting my tongue in and out. She wanted to lock me and I wanted to lock her. Lol….it was like two executives wanting to win bosses favor. But soon I reached a point of ecstacy that I did not care about my boss anymore. We changed positions and I then entered Nirdene. Her pussy ever so moist and soft and so willing to be explored. I went all the way in, “Its like your dick never ends” she grunted with her teeth showing. I closed her mouth with my hand and I shoved hard into her pussy. She screamed but I covered her mouth so the sound got nullified. I did it again. Nirdene then took my hand in her mouth and bit me very hard. “Fuck” I yelled and almost slapped her. Her face was expecting to he slapped but I did not. She was so wild and sexy but yet, I remember Nirdene as a lover not a slam dunk fuck. But I pulled her hair and pushed her back, I took control and lifted her legs up. I stood down and turned her into doggie. We both were ramming into each other and I was looking at my boss’s face as I rammed into Nirdene. “Fuck me harder” she shouted. “Deeper baby, deeper” she said and her tits were jumping up and down. I started to slap her ass gently and the thrust of fucking her pussy was hard and rough. At one point, I rammed into Nirdene so hard that she flung on the bed forward from doggie position and fell flat on the bed. I pulled her back towards me. “Don’t you fucking run” I said and entered her again. “I will run, catch me if you can” she teased me and tried to disengage my dick from her pussy. I did not allow her to do that, I locked her I then reached for my tie which was on the bed side. I took my tie and wrapped it around Nirdene neck, like a collar and I gripped the other end. I then started to ram her even harder. My dick was so damn hard that it was paining and wanting to explode into this massive orgasm. “Control” was the only word in my mind. I then lifted Nirdene up and carried her in my hands. I went to the chair which was even closer to my boss. I planted her on the chair (no arms on chair) and I started to fuck her again. We both were perspiring and wet. Mixed with perspiration, saliva, cum and wetness all juices well mixed up. Even as I was ramming her, some of the wetness flung up and fell on my boss. I did not care anymore and went on to fuck Nirdene. She did not care either. “I love this, I love this” Nirdene screamed even as I was pumping her. Her pussy was so clean shaven and so soft that I was in love with her pussy. We went on huffing and puffing yet enduing for what has been one of my longest lasting fuck.

I shouted “I cumming” and then I started to explode inside the condom. We both were ecstatic and we plunged onto the bed from the chair and were gasping for breath. “We were looking at the ceiling of the room and just quite heavily breathing. “Huh, huh, was it huh something you expected huh” Nirdene asked my boss. “ You both are lovely together” my boss said. “WTF? Is wrong with her? I thought. She is being so nice. 3 fucking years she gave me hell and now I make a lovely pair?. I was still so skeptical about this whole thing but I was more engulfed in Nirdene’s eyes. Not your face, but can I take a picture of your pussy? I asked and she nodded in agreement. “Later” she said. Even as we were trying to get some clothes to wear, my boss poured three shots of whisky and we drank again. “Do you mind I smoke?” my boss asked. “WTF? Since when did you smoke boss” I asked in great shock. “When I am very excited or very stressed” she said. Before I could say anything, “I am excited not stressed” she corrected. Bitch still caveats her speech. Lol………. Well I forgave her and I told myself, she needs a life too and she is afterall a person who needs to be loved. I went up to her and I just hugged her. “Come on, just a friendly hug to say that I am sorry and I was not very friendly with you” I told her. “Well, you know Nirdene, you have been fucking this guy since two days perhaps?...I have been fucking him since 3 years now..” she said and laughed. “What?” Nirdene asked. “Not fucking in the true fucking sense, but I did give this man a hard time, I admit” she said. “We both just did not start on the right foot I guess” she said. “Maybe its time we fix our differences” she said. “I don’t believe you” I said “Can you prove it?” I asked. “How” she replied innocently. “Give me a fucking pay rise” I yelled. “Oh fuck off now” she said and turned away. Put it this way, I got Nirdene from a museum, I got patched up with my boss, I got my boss to witness my fuck but I could not get a fucking pay rise. But guys……. I AM THE MAN!!! WHAT DO YOU SAY?

[Mike_JustDoIt]

I'd say "You are the MAN!" ... like your style ... don't let us wait too long for the next episode ... :)

[ChevelleZ]

wow! I really luv ur story + I am working in the art & fashion area
so very much luv ur story :D :D

btw, so is she sorta like spy or bond girl?

[knightnight]

wow! I really luv ur story + I am working in the art & fashion area
so very much luv ur story :D :D

btw, so is she sorta like spy or bond girl?

Bro Chevelle...... she was just a high flyer in the govt sector (rather young I should say to be on the "board"). Nah, she was not really a bond girl...lol

Cheers

[Roman city]

well, some guys have all the luck....

[knightnight]

Guys and gals who are following this thread, here is something interesting for you. Now, let me give you a heads up that this is not the conventional style FR that is filled with sex talk. This is more long winded (Which I like to rephrase as gentle and mild) and more involving of the two individuals rather than hump-pump and end of story. So if such stuff bores you, you are welcome to move on and not read this report. I don’t mind (Should I even care? Lol).

BUT for those of you who want to read on, here is my sincere request / advice. (NOTE: I DON’T THINK THIS WAS EVER DONE BEFORE ON THIS FORUM AND I AM PROBABLY THE FIRST SO PLAY ON WITH ME). I would like you to click on the link below and download a song. Once you have downloaded the song. Read on and when I say play it, you play it and continue to read on. You might be wondering why the fuck am I asking you to do this. Well, as I said before, this FR is not hardcore, its rather soft core (If I may use that word) and it’s a small journey into my experience. The reason I am simulating the environment is so that you better understand some things rather than your face turn into “What the fuck is he talking about” kind of an expression.

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Ok, so I guess you have the song and now READ on till I say PLAY and then at that point play the song and read on. (If you have not, well, happy reading nevertheless)

After a week of special time with Nirdene, which was all filled with young premeditated sex and pleasure and a lot of dick-meets-pussy activities, things went to a new level. Surprisingly a new level that I seldom have had the opportunity to experience. This was on the Friday evening when we knocked off from work early and it was the first time I went out with Nirdene for dinner. I swore to myself not to hold the fucking fork and spoon like I do in SG. I needed a crash course in fine dining (Any ladies in this forum who can teach me some? Lol). This is where we need to thank Google. Lol, I looked up some fine dining tips and instead of going and fucking sitting on the best seat, I stood behind Nirdene and moved her chair for her to sit. Instead of taking the wine bottle and pouring it till it overflowed, I let the waiter pour it for us (asshole, pours 1/3 the wine glass only, then why offer such a big wine glass??? duh). And yes, I was so much controlling myself not to ask for peanuts…lol yes, damn the habit. Eat peanuts before dinner. This was really a fine dining experience where I was so fucking scared that I had my eyes popping out and my heart throbbing. But somehow managed to pull it off. Ok so much for the fine dining experience, lets move on.

“I am sorry, I cannot bring you to my home” Nirdene said as we ate. “Oh, I can understand Nirdene” I replied. “Husband?” I remarked. “No, not at all” she replied. “Messy and untidy home?” I chirped. “Ive got two maids” she replied rather proudly. “Then what, you have a female partner, or you have dogs that bark or your mom is at home, come on tell me” I asked rather innocently. “I just cant OK” she replied. Then there was a long pause and I dug my face in the succulent steak of meat I was eating (Wah, don’t sell such meat in SG man!!!, the closest I had was in CHIJMES, there is a restaurant called Carnivore. Its Brazilian I think and it reminded me of this restaurant – Ok let’s not digress from the FR). “You don’t get it, I don’t want to remember all this after you are gone” she said. “If I brought you home, if you came to my work to pick me up, if you show up in places I live and work on a daily basis, then I will have memories. I don’t like painful memories” she said. “ermm…..is this getting a little sentimental for me?” I thought (Dare not say it though). “Oh, I see the point now Nirdene” I replied. “So can I assume that you will never step into this restaurant again?” I asked cheekily. “Yes” she replied looking at the surroundings. “In fact, I have never been here before and never will again, and it’s easily forgettable” she signed. I had this strange feeling that this is getting too emotional and probably it’s not good for both of us. “Come on Charlie, get the hell outta here” I was screaming from inside. Nevertheless, we had a great time, smiling and talking and chatting and all the attention I was getting from the tables around me. Some people were looking at me like “WTF is this asian doing with such a lovely lady” and I smiled and returned a nice nod that said something like “Get the fuck out of my face or else I will kung fu you ass into pulp” and they scared away from me. After that, without even talking about the next step, Nirdene held my hand and we walked together as if she was accompanying me back to the hotel. I took her hand like her man and led her into the taxi (BTW, she drove a AUDI she said, but always moved together in taxi….sigh…I neber sat in a Audi and wanted to so badly….lost chance)

We bough more drink and went to the room. “I smoke sometimes” Nirdene said. “I do too” I replied. (Fuck, it’s been years since I quite and started to exercise). We both lit cigarettes which mysteriously came out of her bag. “Let’s sit on the floor” I suggested. “You like to sit on the floor always I observed” Nirdene said. “I like to be down to earth Nirdene” I replied cheekily and I sat down. “Its something that I like about you” she said and sat down too. I was running my hands in her hair and we were like two birds chilling in the trees.

“What do you think of women who cry” Nirdene asked. “Erm….I don’t really know and have never thought of that” I replied rather confused and not knowing what was coming. Even as I was speaking, Nirdene burst into tears and started crying. She hugged me (I was chocking) tight and she just went on. “Its Ok baby” I said and hugged her. She just held me tight and continued to cry. “I can’t share everything with you” she said. “But I wish I can” she said and cried on. “Nirdene, baby, you don’t have to tell me anything, I don’t need to know anything either, but just let me tell you that I am there for you” I said. I was fucking getting nervous now and was totally unaware what was going on. I was just trying to be nice but what if she comes out with some random problem that I have no fucking clue about. All that I knew was that she was crying and she needed someone. Fortunately or not, it was me and I was there with her at that moment.

I stood up and went to my computer and opened it. As I do a lot of presentations, I carry a nice set of speakers with me which are always connected to my computer. “Nirdene, come to me” I said and she sat down there with her head stuck in her palms. Wiping her tears she stood up and walked to me. I then played this song and even as the song started, I walked close to Nirdene and I hugged her.

[knightnight]

GUYS and GALS, start the song now and read on.

“Baby, Nirdene, just stay here in my arms and let us not take anything for granted. There is the ocean, there is the sky, there is the moon and then all the birds in the sky. There are a lot more reasons to smile. Just dance with me and let me dance with you sweetie” I said.

We moved slowly (Now I am a fucking lousy dancer) people say two left feet but mine are even worse. But I had this feeling she did not care about how I danced. “You really want to dance?” she asked looking into my eyes rather expectantly.

“I hope you dance too Nirdene, just as we dance, lets put behind everything that troubles you right now. I do not know what it is, I don’t want you to care either. I just know that we are just two people who are right here right now. And no matter what Nardine, I will fight. You got to fight too. Don’t go down without a fight, punch it, look at it in the eye, then look around at the wonderful things around us and trust me life seems so much more beautiful and your problems will seem so small” I said. Fuck, I was going insane and I had no clue what I was doing too. But I held her. What I felt she needed was to hug someone. What I needed was to get in bed and fuck, but then I realized that it’s always not just about getting laid and screwing someone just because you can say nice cool things. Its sometimes calls for more that smooth talking. It was something I realized. She needed me, not for getting laid but to talk and now I had this ringing thought in my mind. “Charlie, don’t get fucking involved” one thought flashed. “Fuck, be there for her” another thought. There was a battle going on intensely. Soon I yelled in my heart “Shut the fuck up, all the voices just shut up” and I made a decision. A decision that was stupid, that was careless and even foolish to some of you. “Nirdene, I am there for you and I will be there for you always” I said and just hugged her.

We were in our arms and what followed from there was a very long time of silence. We just hugged and danced. Music playing (Auto replay mode) and even as this song was playing I smiled at Nirdene, I held her cheeks, I wiped her tears. I just made her feel beautiful. She was looking at me, into my eyes and I just choose that I will not speak but yet we were both speaking volumes in our silence. We danced and danced and I did nothing like kissing her or anything that even remotely indicated that I wanted to get in bed. But guys, it was nearly an hour since we were just hugging and rubbing our backs and let the moments go by.

“I thought it was all about sex” Nirdene said. “Baby honestly, that’s what I thought too” I said. “really?” she asked. “Yes” I replied. “But, its beautiful” she said. “Its something that I did not expect” she went on. “It frightens me Nirdene” I said. “Im not the type to fall in love” I added. “Im a passer by, im here today, gone tomorrow” I said. “I know, I exactly know what you are” she said. “But I like the truth and I like the fact that you are here for me” she said. “I feel new and I feel that you are right, I am all stuck up in life thinking of what bothers me, but I am failing to see all the good things that are going by” she commented. (Really huh, Wah, I said all this?”) I thought in my heart. Not bad Charlie after all, I told myself.

[knightnight]

Even as we were talking, Nirdene took the initiative. She kissed me. This was where I made a total big mistake in knowing what was about to come. What was about to come was a women who was beginning to let her hair down, a women who decided to give in 100%. A women who had a volcano of love inside that was mixed with lust and energy and strength and years of frustration tucked away in bundles of baggage that Nirdene decided to bring out this night. Bring out in the form of committed sex and go on a wild rampage love making spree. It was no where even close to what I always thought about sex. It was the first time I had held a woman who was beautiful, who was intelligent, who was emotionally peaking and who decided to come out with the real deal.

Her first kiss itself felt different. Unusually different. She closed her eyes and then planted this gentle kiss that soon started to show some aggression. Even before I realized that she was kissing me, I suddenly had drops of blood on my lips, my own bleeding lips on my t-shirt. I did not even know when she bit my lips and that too that hard. It was like a knife through butter. Her lips were diced in my bleeding lips and her fair skin and soft mouth looked dangerous and deadly. She wiped her lips with her arms and did not care to apologies. What is going on? I’m bleeding and I have no pain, I thought. She opened my arms wide and locked her fingers in my fingers. They fitted like a hat on a head. Perfectly well in each others hands. She started to move her waist gently and then she kissed my neck. Now given my fucking movie background and the books I read, I had a faint fear that I was probably being taken by countess Dracula. But I smiled to myself and looked at Nirdene in her eyes which were so innocent. She undressed herself (first time I saw her do that so sensuously) slowly and she held her breasts in her hands and squeezed them herself. I went close but she pushed me away and she then stared into my eyes and moved one of her hand towards her pussy. She started to play with her pussy and she then pushed her fingers inside her. She moaned, with the other hand she motioned to me, not to come close. “Don’t come close to me yet baby” she said. It was more like she was preparing herself in some way to be taken. I stood and watched. It was something that I never experienced before. She then moved her hands around her stomach, her waist, her thighs and then her feet. She was just exploring herself and somewhere in the middle she glanced at me and smiled. I then moved close to her and brushed her hair. Just ran my hands in her hair. Even as I was doing that, she closed her eyes, she had this big smile and she went on feeling her breasts. She leaned back and kissed me again. My lips were swollen and fat by now. She was at least 10 degrees hotter that I was in body temperature and I really knew what “I feel HOT” meant. When I hugged her, I could hear her heart pound loud and fast. She was not herself, she was just being a real woman who was having real pleasure and it was nowhere close to what I experienced ever. She then suddenly moved away and hugged the wall. Her legs were trying to climb the wall and she licked the wall gently. (Errm wall looked not so clean man!!). I then went to her and hugged her from behind. She smiled. We continued dancing and moving in the room. We were naked, hot and wanting. She then grabbed my dick and then she sucked me hard. All the way from the top to the end, she went on. I was dripping with her saliva but she was slurping away. Her hands locked on my waist, she went on. She was getting rougher and then she dragged me onto her breasts. I slammed against her breast and started biting her nipples. She did not resist. Her fair skin showed some bite marks now and her skin was reddening. She cared less. I went down and started to lick and dig her pussy. I was going like the number 8 around her pussy and she was squeezing her breasts ever hard. “Be gentle with those breasts” I commented. “they are mine” I joked. She then squeezed herself even harder. She licked her own fingers and was kissing her hands. I ate her as much as my saliva was all over her legs. My mouth muscles were put to a new test. But I chewed on. I took her pussy completely in my mouth and vacuum sucked her pussy lips. They were swelling, getting even red and wet.

We hugged again, and then she took the top position and held my dick gently pointing it into her pussy. She gasped as she let me enter. She then gasped and took a deep breath. “Do I look beautiful” she asked after taking me inside her pussy. “Yes, you do” I replied. She then withdrew out and asked me again “Now, do I look beautiful” and then I replied “Yes you do”. “No, I don’t” she said and took me inside her again. “I look beautiful now, with you inside me” she said. “Erm…..nice” I replied and I had this constant fear if we were falling in love. I can’t quite explain the feeling but it was unique, it was special, it was like time was no longer moving. She held my neck in a wrapping position and then she started to pump. At first, I held her hands just in case she squeezed too hard and I ended up like those guys they show on CSI shows, strangled during sex, kind of shows…lol….. but then she was careful, and even as she went on moving her tight pussy up and down, I let go of her hand and I spread my hands wide apart (Like the guy who sang the song “I believe I can fly” or like Titanic where Lenardo spread open his arms). I lifted my hips slightly up for deeper penetration and she urged me to join in the dance. She had this unending energy and passion that she was using her pussy muscles to squeeze the breath away from my dick. The thumping sound, the look on her face just was adding up to a fiery climax of passion between us. With the wetness around her, I could tell, she was having an orgasm that she herself did not know about. She was just flowing such wonderful, sweet smelling cum and all I could do was to just let me do what she was doing.

She then grabbed the bottle of whisky that was on the table. “Stand Up” she said and she hugged me and then poured it on our bodies. (Fuck, ½ bottle whisky I bought from the departmental store, just flowed down). “Lick me” she said and she walked away to the corner of the room, I went after her, she ran and jumped on the bed and jumped the other side, “ok, you want to play” I said and ran towards her. She tried to escape but I caught her (Army trained aren’t I? my fucking officer used to say I am slow…sigh anyway) and she laughed. I licked her back, but as she was wet she escaped and ran again. I chased her and this time I locked her hands backwards and licked her again. A taste of whisky, her perspiration and the smell of an almost perfect skin lover, all put together was like magic potion. She licked me too on my chest, she then tricked me. She pushed me away and ran towards to door. I chased again and we kissed near the door, near the walls, near the study desk, near the toilet, near the bed, on the floor, near the windows and the room felt so small all of a sudden. She laughed as we ran and I never saw a woman run and laugh with her breast swinging so freely and it was amusing. I locked her hands on the bed, her face down, I entered her again from behind. Her pussy was as usual ready. She grunted like a lioness. I slapped her ass cheeks and she grunted even louder. I started to pump and went in all the way. I held her thin hips and shoved in deeper and longer intervals between each penetration. She slowly started to give in and become more submissive and I took advantage and fucked her even harder. We went on, changed positions and after a good time shoving and pumping I was all ready to explode. She roughly pulled out the cap and took me in her mouth and I was deep inside her mouth when I started to shoot my load. I was cumming tons and I could barely see any of my cum. Then some little cum from the corner of her mouth spilled out but she held on. She had this look on her face that I could not explain. She continued rubbing her breasts as I was cumming. I was screaming as I was cumming and she was grunting. “Umm, that tasted good” she said with the cum still all around the lips and her mouth. I moved my hand towards her mouth to clean but she moved it away and let it be. She stood up and kissed me even as I was resisting. “really? Its your cum” she said and moved closer to kiss. “No” I said and ran aside. She chased me and I knocked against the window and she then planted a kiss on my lips. “Fuck” I was screaming but she went on kissing me. I resisted her kissing me, but she was just too good to resist for too long and I gave me, we kissed and tongue fought. I don’t think I have to now describe what was in my mouth too but I can’t really judge myself on this one. It was part of what was going on and each time I gave in, I experienced something new. We then laughed and slumped onto the floor again. Naked, wet with perspiration and back to where we started.

“Play that song again” she said. “Sure” I replied and played the song again.

We never spoke about what her problem was, neither did she bring it up not did I bring it up. We just had a great time together and that was all which mattered. But even as I spoke to her the times we were together, I thought that her problem was that she loved someone very much and someone broke her heart. I guessed her sister married the guy who Nirdene loved and since then she lost both her love and her sister….something to that effect…… but what I wanted to do most importantly was to give her a good time and not remind her of what ever bothered her.

[ultraman6496]

Bro TS,

Beri beri curious...

Can u juz reveal wat her identity ??? Who is she exactly ??? :rolleyes:

[dormant]

An awesome story. Thanks for sharing.

[demonhunter]

An awesome story. Thanks for sharing.

Not bad , if this story is true , then U R THE MAN !!!!!

angmor gals seldom give 2 shit abt chinaman, let alone some high society white gals .

[knightnight]

Everyone!! thanks for the points and the good kind words!!

I will post more FR soon!!!

[Dahu]

A point for your story. Please carry on.

[eeemen]

Bro TS, you deifinitely are the MAN!! ;) Thanks & cheers..................

[knightnight]

Bro / sis - thanks to all of you for the points and good feedback.....im writing my next adventure and publishing it soon.....so look out!!

[ives08]

Bro / sis - thanks to all of you for the points and good feedback.....im writing my next adventure and publishing it soon.....so look out!!

Bro...

You're simply amazing. What you wrote was indeed a very fine piece of art by itself.

Am looking forward for your next adventures.

And you have alot of fans under your belt - way to go!

[LowKa]

Great work....

Keep the writing cuming in...

[abbotti]

Can't wait for more of your story bro ...

[label34]

What an amazing story...TS, I admire you for the amount of balls you have! The way you talk is so damn smooth :D

[knightnight]

Thanks guys and gals for your feedback and points.....posting next update soon!!

[knightnight]

Gentlemen (and ladies) my next encounter is nearing completion.....until then any feedback on this thread?

[blade]

great story =) powerful writing~

[eddtan1]

Everyone!! thanks for the points and the good kind words!!

I will post more FR soon!!!

Dude...wish I could write like you...great story...please post more

[knightnight]

Dude...wish I could write like you...great story...please post more


Thanks for the kind words........I have quite a few FR's, you can either search by my nick or by the phrase "Things guys do-my encounter".

I am almost finishing up on the latest flick and trust me, its like never before!!

[eeemen]

I am almost finishing up on the latest flick and trust me, its like never before!!

Bro, am looking forward to the latest flick with much anticipation!! Do let us know when u start publishing it eh? Thanks & Cheers .....................

[kingrex]

Darn.. nice writing. Keep it up bro.

[1900]

Wow, you're quite a writer yourself :)

Was looking forward to the pics in your threads, but as usual for older posts, they're no longer available :(

[itiswhatitis]

TS,

if i were in yr position, i would tell my old hag boss to take in my resignation immediately, n moved on to live w Nirdene.................. watever happens later, its alright, i can fix it up later..............

good for u! hope u dun end yr life w her. if not, it s a waste of life.

[jay2968]

Very nice write up....I like....

[DKSB]

And as assured.....here she is....

http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/9366/nirdene.th.jpg (http://img140.imageshack.us/i/nirdene.jpg/)


cannot see anything

[knightnight]

It's been a while folks, I got PM's from a few bro asking for more Reports :).
Will find some time to write this week. Bros who PMd me after so many years, thanks for remembering :).