Story from the 90's
 

It was a Friday. My sales team had exceeded my expectations by securing quite a good amount of sales for the quarter…..

I pressed the intercom to summon my secretary, Jenni.

“Jenni, get Kenny to come into my office……”

“Ok, Boss…” Jenni’s sweet voice answered on the other end of the intercom.

‘Knock knock’….. “Come in” I answered as I sat back on my chair…..

“Boss, you looking for me?” Kenny asked nervously…

“Sit Kenny….. I must congratulate you sales guys for a job well done and I was just wondering whether your sales team has any programs for tonight?”

“Well….the team members were actually thinking of going for dinner and drinks together to celebrate…….”

“Ok, count me in…and all expenses will be on me tonight……” I answered immediately.

Kenny’s face lit up and immediately replied “Thanks boss, I’ll go inform the others….”

Well, I just went along with the plans the guys made and was pleasantly surprised that they didn’t go anywhere extravagant to fleece me…..

Well, we ended up having seafood in ‘The Little Red House’ along East Coast Park and then to Europa East Coast (This was in the older days when it was still functioning as a disco) for drinks….and party…

Well, the guys were happily partying away while I just stood by the bar counter, after paying for 2 bottles of Johnnie Walker Black labels, drinking my scotch and looking at them fool around as well as scanning around for nice chicks…….when my eyes caught a very lovely, solitary figure….sitting along by the bar counter on the opposite side (Those who remember the place will know ….)

I raised my glass to her as she smiled and raised her glass of red wine to signify a toast…..

Without any further hesitation, I topped up my glass with more scotch, walked over to her side of the bar and introduced my self…..

“Hi, I notice that you were drinking alone and …..me …er….well, with me being sort of alone as well…… would you mind if I joined you so there’d be 2 less lonely persons tonight?” I said with a wink…

“”Interesting line you’ve got there….well….actually, I could do with some company…..” She smiled as she replied.

“Ok cool….I’m Harrier and you are……?”

“Oh…sorry…I’m Joscelyn…..” She said as she offered her hand for a handshake…

“Er…Hi Joscelyn….but since we are a union of lonely people….i believe the tradition is for an introductory hug instead of the formal handshake?” I bullshitted as I check herr expression and body language for any good signs….

“Er….well…..Ok then….for 2 less lonely people in the world tonight…..”

With that said, she got off the stool she was on and gave me a big, tight hug as I felt her ….C-cupped breasts mash themselves onto my chest…..

“Hmmm…that felt good….” She continued “ I’ve not had a hug for a while……”

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Bro.. u never fail to amaze me..:D

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since we are a union of lonely people….i believe the tradition is for an introductory hug instead of the formal handshake

bro u never fail me too lean something new today:D

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nice one. keeeeeeep it up:p

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“What happened that a gorgeous lady like you be deprived of a hug?” I asked….acting innocent…

“OH…well….I’ve broken up with my ex-boyfriend for a while now cos I found out he was married…..and I’ve not been in the correct frame of mind until today when I saw you….” Did I spot a bit of blushing when she completed the sentence…

“Hmm….well…Cheers to riddance of bad shit in your life….” I proposed as I raised my glass to meet hers.

Well, we got all comfy with each other and after some 5-6 glasses of wine for her, she was feeling rather ‘floaty’ and that was when WE decided to call it a night.

While she went to the restroom to ease herself, I went to see what my guys were up to and seeing that they were all rather tipsy BUT with company as well….I bid them farewell after warning them to drive carefully and headed out to the carpark to wait for Joscelyn…..

She came out walking in a rather unstable manner, while I gave her the once over in the bright lights and was pleasantly surprised to find that she had an extremely ‘HOT’ figure with her C-cuppers, slim waist and a very proportioned butt, that was sticking out nicely….

I helped her into my very low 3’ series and after closing her side of the door, walked to the driver side while my mind was working out the different possibilities for the night….

“So…..where are we headed?” I asked as I watch her mounds rise and fall with her quick breathing, that I felt was unusual since I have not even done anything to make her excited….

“HOME! I’m having an asthma attack and I do not have my inhaler with me!!...…..”

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I immediately panicked and cursed my bad luck under my breath while I started the engine of my straight 6-cylindered baby and asked “ So..where do you stay?”

“Ju….just…across ……just …across the….ECP…….in…..Marine Parade….” She replied in between her breathing….

I switched on my xenons, shifted the gearshift to D and floored the pedal and turned out to head to Marine Parade as fast as I possibly could……

I drove like a maniac as I cut lanes in between the slower cars and I could swear there were a few unhappy idiotic road hogs as I zoomed beside them…

I finally got to the condominium where she stayed and after going through the idiotic security guard who was holding us up for a security check, I double parked beside the lift and carried her out and into the lift…..

As we got to her apartment, she unlocked the gate, removed her shoes and just before dashing in, said

“Come in and take a sit while I go get my inhaler in the room……”

I was rather hesitant but since my deprived dick started awakening after looking at her gorgeous, taut ass wiggle towards one of the rooms……

I took off my shoes and after closing the gate, made my way into the apartment and sat myself on the comfy sofa………

She re-appeared a couple of minutes later, breathing more normally and apologizing profusely .

Well, being a gentleman, I just dismissed it all off and said it was fine and even joked “I didn’t know I had so much ‘force’ that could cause you to get an asthma attack….”

She blushed “well…..sorry to burst your bubble but it was more the wine than anything else…..”

“Well, you up for a coffee?” She continued

“Sure!” I replied, a little too enthusiastically…..

“Ok, I’ll boil some water while I go take a shower to wash away the smoky smells…….”

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sorry to keep you mates in suspense BUT i've got to head out for a meeting already.....

Cheers

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While she went to the bathroom, I decided to walk around and explore her apartment. It was an old type former mansionette HUDC flat that was converted into a condominium ( I think…).

She lived on the 24th storey, highest of her block, and her view was magnificent! I could see the lights of the planes coming in to land at our airport, the lights of the shops berthed at The Anchorage, the lights from the island of Batam, etc….

I was so engrossed at the view that I didn’t realize that she had finished her washing up and had walked out to join me at the balcony….

“Nice view huh?”

I was rather taken aback but when I turned around to face her, I was treated to a wonderful sight of her in a reasonably short satin nightgown with lace at the top, where her boobs are. I could see protrusions where the nipples are supposed to be and guessed that they must have hardened due to the cool night breeze that was blowing in…..

“Yeah! Great view! I’ve never lived in an apartment this high with such a fantastic view before…….” I replied excitedly, dunno from the view from the balcony or of her….

“Well, it’s kind of chilly….would you mind if we take the coffee inside where it’s more….er…cosy?” She said as she pointed to my cup of coffee that was sitting on the table inside…..

“No worries, let’s get COSY inside then…..” as I winked and made my way, following her gorgeous ass (couldn’t make out whether there’s any panty under the satin material) as she sashayed inside.

She sat on the single seater while I sat on the 3-seater and continued chatting about rather mundane stuff like career, future, our individual takes on relationships and that’s where I found out she’s a investment banker with one of the foreign banks here and the apartment’s a gift from her married ex-boyfriend….

“Hmmm…he must be really rich to be able to buy you an apartment as a gift….” I asked casually while we started talking about more personal stuff..

“Well….honestly, I do not really know a whole lot about him BUT I do know that his money is inherited…..”

“Well, getting rich the old fashioned way….” I interrupted before she could finish…

She smiled and while looking me in the eye, crossed her legs. I couldn’t resist but had my eyes dart away for that split second to catch a climpse of something black under her night gown…. !” My mind started working and wondering if what I caught a glimpse of was her bush or just a panty…….

Very soon, being rather late, I stretched myself, let of a yawn, and said
“It’s pretty late and I think we have had enough for tonight, let’s catch up some other time…maybe for dinner?”

“Sure! You sure you can drive safely home?” She asked rather concerned as I was really very bushed.

“Er….well…..I reckon I’m ok….no worries….. Thanks for the coffee and companionship earlier” I replied although my heart was to just stay back and maybe I could just get my horny dick into her pussy….

My head was still spinning with that thought when her voice awakened me from my fantasizing “ I honestly think it’s not safe for you, being so tired, to drive home alone. Besides, I could use with some company tonight. Why don’t you go take a shower and bunk in for tonight…..?”

I literally bit my finger to check whether I was dreaming as she seemed to have read my mind and had made the first move for me to stay back……..

“Ok then… guess I’d better stay back and bOnk…I mean bunk in with you….” Was that a grin I spotted when she turned around as she led me to where her bedroom is…..

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Stepping into her room, she closed the door behind her and I suddenly had a feeling that I was the HUNTED instead of being the HUNTER…….hmm…maybe my HUNTER mode NOT as strong as Reemer’s… (sorry, couldn’t resist) :D

“The bathroom’s there and I’ll pass you a towel late, seem to have run out of towels here and I have to get from the laundry room downstairs…..” She instructed as she opened the room door to head downstairs…..

Being a man to follow instructions, when necessary, I went into the bathroom, stripped off my clothes, hung them nicely on the hooks and stepped into the shower to wash up…… ( you would realize that I didn’t close the bathroom door….ke ke)....

I was showering halfway and didn’t hear her walk into the bathroom and was startled when she suddenly commented “ I like what I see…..”

I turned around and replied, in mock anger : “ This is the second time you’ve startled me tonight…..is that one of your habits or…..is it just to me…?”

“Well, here’s the towel…..better dry yourself thoroughly and I’ll wait for you in bed….”
With that said, she turned around and walked out of the bathroom…..leaving me in my own thoughts about the conversation……

The feeling was bizarre….although this was the first time meeting her, I also felt as though I’ve known her for a while…..some sense of familiarity…..maybe some of you may have felt this before….

Anyway, after stepping out of the bathroom, wrapped in only a towel, I approached the King sized bed and seeing that she was already under the covers approached the side that she wasn’t lying on, slipped in and took the towel out and folded it neatly onto the bedside table……

She turned around to face me and asked casually “ You gonna sleep in the buff?”

“Er… I reckon so since I do not have any PJ’s to slip into and besides, I like to sleep naked…….”

“well, just so you know…I have a habit of sleeping naked too and am now totally nude under the covers…..”

Upon hearing that, any sane and full bodied male would have blood rush down south to fulfill it’s duty of rising to the occasion……

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good story.......... pls carryon

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Nice story... cant wait to see you rock the c cuppers

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No offence to bro harrier, but this seems just too easy for you lah, not as shiok as the hunting type, this one like she makan you instead :D

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Ooi Bro Harrier....carry on leh....me camping until zzZZzzz liao....:D

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power sia bro!!!! can't wait for the continuing story....:D

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Felling rather bored on ANOTHER rainy night....hence...decided to start writing again...

She shifted her body nearer to me and seeing that as a signal, I moved my hands over her smooth skin and we locked our lips in a kiss that seemed to last for eternity……while my hands started stroking her smooth back…..occasionally brushing her very ample ass….

Kissing her was extremely stimulating as her lips were extremely soft and tender, it was probably one of the softest lips I’ve ever kissed back then…..

As the kissing picked up intensity, my hands have started stroking her inner thighs, feeling the heat emitted from her cunt that was probably soaked with her juices……

Her hands started their own ‘auto-roaming’….and was soon caressing my testicles, heavily weighed down by the little possible kid’s swimming inside....

Her smooth stroking of my heavy testicles have brought my phallic tool to it’s fullest salute, with some dribbles of precum starting to form at the crown while my hands have started stroking her smooth ‘Brazilian’ mound…..while our tired tongues were still ensued in a fierce battle of ‘saliva swallow’…

Not being able to take the battle anymore, I moved tongue out of her mouth and onto her neck, while my left hand started massaging her ears and my right fingers probed her love hole, that was totally wet with her love juice…

She let out a soft moan as I started nibbling the side of her neck, coordinating the efforts together with both my hands, adding to her arousal and pleasure.

“OOOoooohhhhh….I can’t take it anymore, please make love to me….” She moaned.

I immediately positioned myself on top of her with the ‘Phallus of Harrier’ positioned at her entrance, BUT just leaving it’s head slightly parting her lips…..

She started pushing and holding me, trying to push my hard dick into her overflowing cunt, that was probably on a major inferno at the moment.

I surprised her with a massive thrust that went in all the way till it almost hit her womb, as she let out a huge scream and squirted more juices as she blew like a steam engine that’s just had some fresh coal added to it’s furnace!

As her breathing started subsiding, I starting pumping deep into her, first…slowly…then increasing the speed until she started moaning so loudly that it turned me on so much that I started jackhammering into her as I felt my own tsunami starting to build up pressure.

I slowed down a bit, focusing on building up the pressure for her orgasm and as I sensed that the time was almost right, I picked up speed again with mighty forces jamming my tool deep and fast into her squishy cunt…..

“OOOoooo….OOOHhh…I…I’mmm…..ggggoooooonnnnnnaaaaaa… CCCUUUUUMMMMMMM!!!!” She shouted as I pushed myself over the edge to spurt my seed deep into her womb. She started convulsing and her cunt milking my spurting dick as her thighs clasped tightly onto my body and her feet wrapped onto my bad…..squeezing me tight onto her……

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