My Sexual Experience During This Recession

[sidekick]

The recession that Lehman Brothers snowballed caught up with me & I was given the option of a 3 months termination compensation or to work half the time for half the pay I suppose until the recession turns around. Fortunately, I have cast my contacts far & wide & was able to hook up with a friend in the interior decoration business machiam PCK Pte Ltd. He wanted someone to front his marketing / sales & we managed to come to an agreement with me on board on a commission & part time basis.

After familiarizing myself with his operation, one of my first priority was to visit his potential clients who have requested for some design / plans to be done. First stop was a Ms. Annette Ang whose office was in a downtown skyscraper. She wanted her house to be retrofitted & I was to present her the design / plans & offer her the contract which she would hopefully sign.

Ms. Ang’s office was tastefully fitted out in a modern minimalistic décor & staffed by just 3 female staff one of whom appeared to be her secretary who led me to Ms. Ang’s room. Ms. Ang was working at her expansive cherry table & as her secretary introduced me, she looked up & our eyes met with a sense of familiarity. It took a few seconds but we remembered almost at the same time that we had met quite a while back at the design firm which I am actually still officially employed.

‘Ah! I remember you. It certainly has been quite a while but you still look so youthful & trendy especially in these Ralph Lauren.’ Ms. Ang opened the conversation & offered me a Le Corbuiser chair.

Ms. Ang was a client of the design firm & I was always dressed in monotonous business outfit when we met. I recalled that then, Ms. Ang was addressed as Mrs. Benhoff & like now, she was always dressed & primed immaculately in designer wear.

‘So, you have a change of career?’ Ms. Ang enquired.

‘Errr… not really but money is a little hard to come by & we all have to do what we have to do. I’m actually still with the same design firm.’ I responded. ‘Ms. Ang, I hope you’ll keep my moonlighting to yourself.’

‘I see. Another unfortunate victim of the recession. Well not to worry, my lips are sealed.’ Annette reassured me as she pressed her bright red lips together in a straight line. ‘Anyway, call me Annette. Makes me feel younger.’ Annette shared a mischievous smile with me.

We chatted & caught up with each other & she revealed that her husband had a stroke a few years back & had passed away & left her very very well provided for. Her use of her maiden name to avoid the memory of his death. Both her children are aboard studying, leaving her alone in a large house off Chancery Lane. She had terminated most of her late husband’s businesses but was unwilling to sell off their stable of condos which she leased out for a regular income which she don’t really need. She could of course engage a property agent for the purpose & but likes the routine of work & thus the office.

During a lapse in the conversation, I unrolled the plans on her table & make my presentation. Annette made a rudimentary scrutiny of the plan, tracing the outline of the rooms with her bright red nails & as she leaned forward, I could catch a whiff of her luxurious perfume & a glimpse of her ample cleavage.

‘I need more time to go through these plans but unfortunately I’ve an appointment to catch. The design appears fine but perhaps you care to delve in them in details later in the evening at my house. The address is right here in the plans & if all goes well, I’ll sign the contract there & then.’ Annette thus cast her lure.

‘& what time would be convenient?’ I responded a little too hastily, eager to close my first sale.

‘7ish would be good.’ Annette replied, eyes back on her work.

‘See you then.’ I bade a polite goodbye to her.

‘Tata!’ Annette said without looking up & not a hint of what was to come.;)

[bigmannow]

sounds like a good start to a great story...parking my SBO and my rifle here :)

[sidekick]

7 o’ clock that evening found me at the gate of Annette’s house. A large property fenced off with Chengal fencing & fronted by a large wrought iron gate. I engaged the video intercom & was buzzed through the gate & greeted at the door by a youthful Pina maid in uniform. The house was a 2 storey Tudor style piece of work but showing its age. Lush landscaping screened the house & the accompanying kidney-shaped swimming pool from its neighbours’ eyes.

I was ushered into the foyer & the maid made a call with the in-house intercom presumably informing Annette of my arrival. I was then led through the large living room arriving at what appeared to be a guest room. The maid knocked & waited a respectful few seconds before opening the door slightly & soft classical music flowed from the dimly lit room. The maid gestured for me to enter, told me to close the door after me & disappeared inconspicuously into the back of the house.

Not knowing what to expect, I closed the door after me & let my eyes accustomed to the dimness & soon I could make out 2 human forms in the room. 1 standing & appeared to be a male & the other lying on a narrow bed covered by towels. The room itself was very luxuriously furnished with thick pile carpet & fabric wall covering. The room temperature monitored by an automatic climate controller. The illumination in the room, provided by scented candles placed strategically around the room.

‘You can stop now, Casper.’ Annette ordered from the bed amongst the towels.

‘But we are not done with your legs.’ Casper protested. The tone of his voice & his gestures, a testament to his sexual orientation.

‘Yes we are done & you can look for Daniella to let you out.’ Annette put a quick end to Casper’s protestation. Casper sulkingly packed his stuff & as he made his way out of the room, Annette got up on her nakedness & made for a robe hanging from a hook on the wall. Just before Annette could wrap the robe fully around her, Casper opened the door & the illumination from the hall allowed me a quick glimpse of her breast & bush. Annette was aware but totally unabashed at my staring.

Annette fastened her robe with a loose knot around her waist & switched on some lights but dim them down real low. She released the knot in her hair & they dropped loose to her shoulders with streaks of conservative brown framing a melon-shaped face. Annette was without makeup & her age showed but her skin, pampered through the years by the best skin tonic money can buy, was still smooth & creamy white.

There was a small glass top coffee table in a corner in between 2 posh leather chairs. The table apparently too small for my presentation but Annette also apparently not wanting to leave the room. She poured herself a cup of de-tox tea from a kettle brewing in a slow burner on a counter & then guided me to one of the chairs & took the other. Realizing that I’m without a beverage, Annette said, ‘How discourteous of me not to offer you a cup of tea.’ Furnished with the very agreeable tea, we made small talks. Occasionally, Annette would crossed & uncrossed her legs whereby her robe would depart in the centre revealing her rather smooth legs & my eyes would trailed up to her groin, seeing what I can’t see. I suspected Annette did it intentionally & I must admit it was teasingly agonizing. Sometimes, she would lean across the table to pat my arms & the fragrance of lavender would waft close.

Not too soon, I had to breach the subject of the contract & Annette got out of her chair & I thought we would be discussing it in some place formal & official. Instead Annette said, ‘Look, the coffee table is too small, why don’t you unroll your pants,’ Annette quickly caught herself, ‘I meant your PLANS on the massage table.’ I stole a glance to see if Annette was blushing at her slip of tongue but the illumination was dim & I really couldn’t tell.

I obliged & as Annette dumped the towels in a corner basket, I unrolled the plans on the massage table using a couple of paper weights to hold the pants down, I mean my PLANS down. :D

[LiBai]

Very good! Please continue.

[tobi69]

Camping here for the next episode.... :)

[Blackstone]

Hmmm ... wonder what will happen next. :):p

[waahaa]

Hmmm ... wonder what will happen next. :):p

probably something to do with the plans/pants

[AngusYoung]

TS, somehow your 2nd post sounds like very ang mo type of environment :) But good story still

[yang punk]

More like copy and paste with some amendments...you hardly get locals with such ang moh names. Besides the standard of english is way above what our schools are producing.

I think TS will get more credit if he gives credit where credit is due rather than try to pass it off as a personal encounter!

No offence just my 2 cents worth.

[plop1]

Sounds good already :D

[sidekick]

More like copy and paste with some amendments...you hardly get locals with such ang moh names. Besides the standard of english is way above what our schools are producing.

Of course the names are ficticious, change to protect everybody's identity including my own. If you are sharp, you will notice that the names are in alphabetical order in their order of appearance, thus Annette Ang, Benhoff, Casper, Daniella... The next name of course will starts with a E. I take your comments about my standard of English as a compliment.

I think TS will get more credit if he gives credit where credit is due rather than try to pass it off as a personal encounter!

If there is any proof or even hint of plagiarism, Moderator is welcome to close this thread down & zap me to zero

No offence just my 2 cents worth.

Working on my next posting which should be ready before the end of the day.

[Bangster]

finally we have a TS who can talking the good standard of england.

many times I reading the stories catch no balls of the englishmen because the standard is not high like the sky the blue sky i mean

Chank you verry march I am welcomed I know. it's been my pressure.


- Mr Maximillian Alexander Napolean Bonaparte Charles Bush Obama Tan Kim Sua aka Ah Sua

[sidekick]

With the plans laid out on the massage bed, I stood slightly aside to allow Annette to scrutinize them. Instead Annette gently guided me to stand right in front of the plans & she cladded her body to my back, her arms aligned with mine, her right palm on the back of my right hand & her left on my left. We were roughly of the same height & she could study the plans over my shoulders. Annette guided my hands over the plans to her areas of interest but I was looking without seeing. I could feel her hot breadth on my neck, her tits on my back & her groin against my butt. The warmth was comforting & the scent of the lavender stimulating.

For a quick moment, her hands were off mine & I felt the knot on her robe loosened & her robe unfold. Her hands were back on mine & now I felt her bare tits on my back & her pussy mount on my butt. It was seduction at its best & I pushed my butt back to mould into her crotch.

‘Ah… I see that you intend to enlarge my bedroom.’ Annette cooed. ‘But what’s good is a large bedroom without a large comfy bed.’ She continued. ‘& you know what? What’s good is a large bed without a strong young stud in it!’ Annette concluded seductively.

With that Annette lifted her hands off mine & stuck them down my pants & groped my privates which reacted positively to her liking. My hands reached back to pull her body tighter against mine & turned my face to hers. We kissed, first gently & then ferociously & Annette’s hands were soon unbuttoning my shirt, unbuckling my belt & unzipping my pants which dropped to the floor, no paper weight required. Annette proceeded to teasing my nipples with her fingers on 1 hand & the other alternating between gentle stroking of my penis & playing with my balls. I was totally at her mercy & murmurs of appreciation left my mouth.

Without breaking stride, Annette whispered, ‘Casper prefers to suck a cock & that’s why I let him massage me. No sexual innuendo & I can enjoy the massage. You on the other hand I hope will be different.’ Releasing me from her grasp, she ordered, ‘You can now finish what Casper started.’

Annette stepped back & dropped her arms & the robe fell to the floor revealing to me her complete nakedness. She took another step back & did a slow pirouette to tempt me further. Annette of course no longer has the nimble & lithe body of a syt but she is still proportionally curvy & pleasant to the eye. I reached out to fondle her breasts & found them soft & smooth. Her raisin-size nipples semi-erect on large dark areole. Her bush trimmed like a well manicured lawn. It wouldn’t be surprising if Annette had gone under the surgeon’s knife but her body was unblemished, perhaps the handicraft of highly skilled surgeon.

I pushed the plans off the massage bed & Annette climbed on board, laid facing down & pointed to where the Lavender scented massage cream was. I took a generous dollop of it & stood beside the bed & spread them slowly over her legs enjoying the surprising suppleness of her skin of someone her age. I took my time, enjoying myself in this role of subservient lover & at the same time tormenting Annette with my sexual & sensual touches. As I massaged, I reached ever higher in between her thighs & Annette would open them wider a little each time, turning her head from side to side to keep control of herself but betrayed by the quickening of her breadth. Finally, I put both hands on her ass cheeks & gave both a good teasing. Then I let the fingers of 1 hand trailed down her ass crack, ever so slowing & tantalizing while the other hand reached beneath her body for her boops which she willingly raised her body to offer.

Eventually, my fingers reached her pussy & sensing the wetness, tickled her labia & was rewarded with a loud ‘mmmmm’ At this point, her body was reacting involuntarily & a hand reach out for my penis which gladly accepted the warmth of her palm. Annette’s clitoris was my target next & I rolled it gently under the ball of my middle finger evoking not just ‘mmmmm’ but ‘aaarrrggg’ & ‘very nice’ as well. Slowly Annette turned to lie on her back, her hair a little dishevel, her face flushed with excitement. She bent her knees & parted her thighs wide, both hands spreading apart her labia & in a most enticing voice invited me to ‘have a taste of her foie gras’.:p

The seduction was complete. I have never eaten foie gras & didn’t know what it tasted like but I buried my face in her pussy without further encouragement. At the first contact between my lips & Annette’s labia, she shuddered & arched her pelvis upwards. I lavished her with my tongue along the entire length of her labia slit & she squirmed in pleasure. Annette was wet, wet, wet & when I introduced as much of my tongue as possible into her cunt, her hands instinctively grabbed the back of my head pressing it close to her trying to achieve maximum penetration.

Alas I ran out of air & pulled my face free for a breather, Annette’s cunt juices smeared around my mouth. Annette’s arms were now limply hanging off the bed. I parted her labia with my hands & nibbled along her labia lips, both inner & outer & when I reached Annette’s clitoris, I closed my lips mildly around it & rolled my tongue around it. Annette started squirming & when the squirming became increasing violent, I started flicking my tongue over her clitoris & in a few seconds, Annette let out a loud groan of ecstasy & clamped my face between her thighs, her hands no longer limp but gently tugging my hair & ordering me to ‘Don’t move! Keep still!’

As Annette rode the waves of her orgasm, I embroiled in the tantalizing aroma of her cum. As soon as she relaxed, I climbed precariously on top of her & pressed our crotches together, supported myself on my elbows & gave her some tender kisses as we both catch our breadth. Annette understood that I need my release but she would only do it her way.

Annette spread her legs flat but wide & instructed me to raise my pelvis. She then reached under for my proud stout brother & skillfully rubbed the crown along her labia occasionally dipping into her cunt for lubrication. I transferred my weight to my knees & straightened my elbows to watch Annette’s facial expression of pleasure. As she felt my passion grew, she directed my brother towards her clitoris & rolled the crown around it in a circular motion. I was on the verge of explosion & Annette smiled like a proud mother, satisfied that she can still drive a virile young man to sexual fulfillment. I try to prolong my enjoyment as much as I can but it was a losing battle. Little brother raptured in delight & spewed forth a long string of cum into Annette’s bush & thus expended, my exhausted form collapsed on Annette.

Annette stirred after a few minutes & we both got off the bed, Annette making her way to the attach marbled bathroom & turned on the tap to fill the humongous bath tub. I was cleaning up with some towels when she came out with the satisfied smile still on her face & glanced at the plans on the floor.

‘I hope the contract is not stain.’ Annette laughed at her own joke, ‘Because if it is stained, you will need to prepare a new one for me to sign.’

15 mins later, Annette was in her bath & Daniella let me out of the gate, the signed contract in my bag & a similar smile to that of Annette’s on my face. I felt like I got the cake & got to eat it too. My wobbly legs agreed completely.

On the way home, I received a sms from Annette, ‘Keep Saturday free, I need you to help me pick up a large bed.’:D

[imaginative]

Nice one, bro Sidekick. Already upped your pts.

Is your retrenchment a blessing in disguise? :rolleyes:

[beaconlaystar]

what a great buildup to a great story... more!

a blessing in disguise!

[tobi69]

finally we have a TS who can talking the good standard of england.

many times I reading the stories catch no balls of the englishmen because the standard is not high like the sky the blue sky i mean

Chank you verry march I am welcomed I know. it's been my pressure.


- Mr Maximillian Alexander Napolean Bonaparte Charles Bush Obama Tan Kim Sua aka Ah Sua

Hahaha...bro ur england bery cute la...:D

[starfire]

solid. Big bed, the action will be more interesting .. tabuleh tahan.

[cyber69_x69]

:DPower !!! Bro... read le steam steam....

[sidekick]

We hadn’t even started work, in fact, the ink on the contract was still drying & in all honesty it was too early to be shopping for a bed or other loose furniture but knowing the quirky demands of the rich & not so famous & with delivery period to be met, it was as good a time as any. In any case, what Annette wants, Annette always get & so I rescheduled my Saturday programme to accommodate her.

One prime advantage of still being employed by the design firm is that I still have access to the corporate resources, corporate knowledge & corporate experience. So I dug a little & asked around a little & settle on this building near the Dhoby Ghaut mrt which I understood had gone through quite a few re-branding through the years & now housed quite a few up-market interior shops. I’m told prices can be pricy but the selection & variety is wide & best of all, commission for bringing in customers seem to the order of the day.

Annette & I met at the lobby, she in her weekend best & me in a pair of Gap torn at the knees & a matching button-up shirt. I was trying my best not to look like her toy boy & fortunately, Annette seemed to second that.

We browse around & in a sanitary fitting outlet, a particular shower, the kind that rain down from the top, caught Annette’s fancy & she instructed me to install that in her Master Bath. After another hour of window shopping, we finally saw a bed that Annette would consider in a 1st storey shop & Annette sweep into the shop with an air of arrogance expecting to be attended to right away. & like magic, a sales personnel appeared before our very eyes.

‘Hi, I’m Eunice & if you like I can show you around.’ Her words spoken in our direction but her attention on Annette as though her predatory instinct had cued her in that Annette was the one with the cheque book. We pointed to the bed & Eunice led us to it in her killer 6” stiletto heels. She was marginally attractive & shapely but very talkative, her range of subject from the weather to car loan interest rate & fortunately, God in the interest of everyone within her earshot has given her a very pleasant voice. Eunice however was very physical in her approach & would invade your private space treating her subject to a bouquet of her floral perfume & forever minty breadth. Not only that, Eunice would also pet shoulders, grab arms & pat hands & Annette was not comfortable with these mannerism & would often use me as a shield.

Annette had rather traditional & conservative taste in furnishings & the bed that she wanted was not what most of us would have sitting in our bedroom. Eunice went into her ‘sales’ mode & started glorifying the bed like it was an emperor throne.

‘You can see that the ornamental legs are hand crafted by the finest Italian wood carver.’ – Honestly, I can’t & I doubt Annette could.

‘Feel the leather on the back rest, it’s of the finest Italian leather tanned to perfection.’ – I’m feeling it but it’s no difference from the leather seats in my car.

‘It will last you forever.’ – Annette would probably throw it out when she gets tired of it.

‘And it cost only $XXXXX (5 figure excluding decimal). We will absorb the GST & throw in the 2 matching side tables as well.’ Eunice concluded her sales pitch.

Annette looked unimpressed & disinterested & pulled me to her side & whispered into my ears, ‘ I want it but make sure they throw in the matching chest of drawers as well.’ her eyes pointing it out to me discreetly.

Annette sighed & said to Eunice, ‘Let me take a look at the other shops,’ & pointing at me, ‘I’ll get him to get back to you.’

When Annette had departed, Eunice literally pulled me into a quiet corner of the shop. ‘Look, times are bad & I’m struggling to reach my quota, so if we can close this sale, I’ll make sure you’ll be taken care off.’ she conspired with a wink.

‘& how would we do that?’ I responded idly.

‘Well I could… you know perhaps… give you a cut of my commission say… 10%’ Eunice offered. & after a couple of seconds, ‘Maybe more…’

Now 10% of her commission would be what? Could be anything she wanted to give to me because there was no way for me to find out exactly what her commission would be but I put my hand on her palm looked into her eyes & countered, ‘I more interested in the ‘maybe more’ part.’ :cool:At the same time, I tickle her palm with my middle finger & Eunice glared at me. Eyes showing lots of white & crowned by super long eye lashes, artificial probably.

[Iwankalot]

Bro sidekick,I applaud your fine command of the language.There are schools in Singapore who are producing students with a decent command of the English language so I don't see what's yang_punk harping about.It does not mean that if you hadn't seen Singaporeans speaking good English that there are none doing so.

[sidekick]

To get into Eunice’s goodwill, I brought her the occasional customers over the days but these were not in Annette category & their spending was meager by comparison. For the next couple of weeks, Eunice was like the pit bull that refused to let go of its bite & kept calling & pestering me to confirm the order. Her calls were getting irksome & irritating but thanks God for her pleasant voice & free-incoming calls. Though Annette had given me her verbal approval, I was not going to commit myself to Eunice until I had Annette’s cheque for the deposit in my hand.

Soon the works commenced & moved along & I reckoned it was time to lay the order of the bed to rest. I approached Annette in her office & she casually pulled opened her drawer & took out a stack of cold hard cash, counted the appropriate amount & handed it over to me with a reminder to ‘make sure that their throw in the chest of drawers’.

I couldn’t wait to relay the good news to Eunice but there were preliminaries to be settled & so I called her. Her mobile rang twice & Eunice answered with, ‘You got good news for me, handsome?’

‘Ah… that depends on what you can offer me.’ I tried to pull my fishing line in, ‘There was an item I like in the showroom but fortunately it wasn’t on sale…’

‘Ha! I thought I saw you ogling at something. Well… I have been thinking about your parting shot… the ‘maybe more’ part,’ Eunice responded in a low soft drawl, ‘I’m sure we can work something out.’

Neither of us wanted to be caught in an embarrassing situation misreading the other’s overture & were trading hints back & forth, me trying to tempt Eunice with the sale for you know what & Eunice being the experience woman that I think she was, fending admirably for herself.

Then I got down to business & said, ‘Now, Ms. Ang is rather keen on the bed but felt that it’s rather pricy.’

‘I assure you that it’s a very good price.’ Eunice replied.

‘I’m sure it is but I’m also sure that there’s some room for negotiation. You know that matching chest of drawers? How about you throw it in for the same price.’ I bargained.

‘For you, OK lah.’ Eunice agreed almost immediately & I realized how sharp her knives were.:eek:

The negotiation done with, I suggested that I meet her in the evening to pass her the cheque & Eunice said, ‘Tonight happens to be my turn to close the shop & since it’s coming to the end of the month, I’m trying to catch up with some paper works. It’s kind of quiet after closing time & I will be grateful for some male company. A strong young man like you would be useful to have around.’

‘I intend to make myself useful & I’ll bring dinner & wine….’ I replied to which Eunice didn’t object.

The time seemed to crawl & evening wouldn’t come early enough. I remembered a sushi joint near Eunice’s shop & thought that sake would be more appropriate instead & bought a bottle from Kimisawa supermarket before I went over to the sushi joint. Then I ordered a small party tray with additional orders of ebiko & tobiko sushi & waited with a cup of green tea for Eunice to call.

The call came & I brought my ass quickly to the shop. The advantage of a 1st storey shop is that they have direct access from street level & are not reliant on the mall shopping hours. When I reached there, most of the shop lights were already off & the ‘CLOSE’ sign was already hung on the door. Eunice saw me from the back of the shop & came to let me in & greeted me cheek to cheek, hopefully a sign of good things to come.

When she saw the sushi, Eunice exclaimed, ‘Ah sushi! My favourite & goodness, sake too. You are not trying to make me drunk are you?’

‘No no no, why would I.’ I told her & then softly to myself, ‘Nobody wants a dead fish.’

‘Huh, what was that again?’ Eunice asked & I replied, ‘I said I hope all this sushi won’t make your shop smell like a DEAD FISH.’ :D Eunice giggled & together we brought our dinner to the rear of the shop.

[Nitesniper]

Haha nice joke there & very anticipating story..

[joew2005]

bro,tat's a GOOD 1 ...... pls continue

[Cytan7]

wow, thats a good story to read. You are going to have the best of both worlds very soon?? :D

[best123]

nice read....thanks for sharing....4 points for you!

[ken456]

nice story , please continue , thanks :)

[sidekick]

There was a small working table & Eunice cleared the contents off its top & laid out our dinner. She preferred her sake warm & so she found a container large enough for the bottle & poured in hot water from an electric flask.

The mall central air-conditioning was already switch off & Eunice had since removed her customary jacket showing off lean arms in her sleeveless pastel pink blouse, pink bra straps peeping occasionally out of the arm holes. Whenever she lifted her arms, I couldn’t help but observe her hairless armpits, smooth & without hint of sweat or BO. Eunice’s stilettos were off her feet & she was padding around in her stocking feet, the black smooth luster of legs running mysteriously up her skirt. 2 portable air-conditioners were humming along trying to keep the place comfortably cool & hopefully my passion in check until the moment is ripe.

We ate in cordial conversation, the wheels silently spinning in my head wondering how to follow up with my ‘maybe more’ parting shot & decided that a little sake may go a long way. So I plied Eunice with it & she gulped them down like a seasoned Japanese pub crawler which maybe she was. Soon the sake did its due & boosted our spirits or rather the spirit boosted us. Anyway it did enough for Eunice to unbuttoned the top 2 buttons of her blouse exposing a slight cleavage, a little disappointing in terms of size but still stimulating none the less.

Eunice picked up a piece of ebiko & popped it into her mouth. Perhaps it was the spirit again but some of the ebiko smeared her lips, orangey dots sticking to pinkish anointed lips. ‘There’s some ebiko on your lips,’ I said, ‘Let me help.’ Then I leaned towards her & used my index finger to pick the ebiko off her lips. Eunice playfully stuck out her tongue & suggested, ‘Don’t waste lah. Let me lick them off your finger.’ & of course I let her. Eunice’s tongue wet with saliva, proceeded to lick the ebiko slowly & sensuously off my finger. When she was done with the ebiko, Eunice did not stop but closed her mouth over my finger, her luscious moist lips surrounding it. Then I felt the gentle nimble of her incisors. The seduction more intense because all the while Eunice was looking me in the eye. Immediately, my little brother leaped to attention, hoping for the same treatment.

We were now sitting knees to knees & our conversation were peppered with plentiful of physical contacts & carried more & more sexual connotations. Nevertheless I sensed that despite the alcohol, Eunice was very much in control of herself & was using the sake as an excuse to flirt with me but whatever the reason, I’m not complaining.

We decided to get comfortable & Eunice led me to a posh oversize sofa which with a few simple manipulation converted into a comfortable sofa bed. Although, it was in a secluded corner, it was still too exposed & together we put some Japanese screens around the shops to good use. While Eunice sat on the sofa bed, I took a look from the other side of the screen & realised that if the security was to walk pass along the common corridor while we were doing business, he or she would be entertained by a pornographic wayang kulit.:D So we hang some curtain materials over the screens, moved the portable air-cons closer, switch off all the light except 1 & dimmed it real low & settled into the sofa bed for some serious negotiation.

I sat behind Eunice & gave her a good massage of her shoulders down to her hips & inching closer & closer to her breast & I could feel her relaxing & the day’s tension sipping out of her body. Abruptly, Eunice told me to stop, stood up & made her way to the table where our dinner were. Eunice knew we were out of sake so she must be going for the sushi & I said, ‘Come back here, I’ve enough sushi for the night.’ Eunice looked back at me & replied, ‘Have you? We shall see.’

Eunice came back with the sushi tray & placed it on the sofa bed & sat half leaning on me. She put on a wicked smile & gently pushed me onto the bed. Eunice then picked up a tobiko sushi, picked the shrimp roe off with her index finger & moved her finger tantalizingly towards my mouth. I thought Eunice was going to pamper me like a Roman emperor & opened my mouth to accept her offering. But Eunice gave a little shake of her head & whispered, ‘These are not for you,’ smeared the roe around my lips & continued, ‘These are for me to enjoy.’

Eunice then rest her hands on my shoulder, with her pointed tongue sticking slightly out of her parted lips, hovered her mouth over mine. As I felt her hot breadth coming closer, I felt her tongue licked the roe off the corner of my mouth moving slowly & erotically to the other end & then back again until the roe are all gone.

My hands got to work immediately & were done with her blouse buttons in a jiffy. Next my nimble fingers made short work of her bra hooks. Eunice’s blouse was still tucked into her skirt & now hang off her waist. Her breasts were firm & filled the cup of my palm. As Eunice continued licking my lips, I teased her tiny raisin of a nipple to urge her further. Now as her tongue passed between my lips, I parted them & sucked Eunice’s slinky tongue into my mouth. Eunice was caught unprepared but did not resist & mouth over mouth, our tongues were engaged in a bout of oral coitus.

It was soon my turn to play aggressor. I sat up & eased Eunice onto the sofa bed released her blouse from her skirt. From the sushi tray, I chose an ebiko sushi instead & picked the prawn roe off with my finger instinctively opting for the middle. Eunice saw what I was doing, smiled & parted her lips but to her surprise, I sprinklered the roe over both her nipples instead. The orangey red roe over pale breast meat enhanced by pinkish areole & nipples was simply too irresistible like a 5 Micheline Star dish & I savoured it without further ado. Before I could finished off the last bit of roe, Eunice was squirming in delight.

& during the frenzy of the feast, I had somehow managed to tear Eunice’s black stocking at the crotch. Her matching black panties was damp & I pushed it aside to finger her pussy. The pornographic wayang kulit was in full swing, drums booming & cymbals clashing.

At this point, I liked to go back a little & filled you in on a little detail. When I was at Kimisawa, I prayed that I’ll get lucky but all the luck in the world would go to waste if I don’t have a French letter with me. So, I made a little detour to the pharmacy & in my little way boosted the stock price of Durex a little.

I was aware that we couldn’t remain in the shop for too long or it would aroused suspicion or maybe it already had. So I capped myself & Eunice torn her stocking wider & spread her legs apart. I mounted Eunice & my brother glided into her cunt slow & smooth eliciting ‘ooo…’ & ‘aarrgghh’ from her. I didn’t expect Eunice to be tight but it was a good fit. I pressed my body tightly onto her & Eunice entwined her arms around my torso. Our mouth met again & our tongues copulated as we fornicated in tandem. We were both too frisky & highly charged to attempt anything else & I rode her hard & fast all the way home.;)

Cleaning up was tedious because there was no attach bathroom & we did as best as we could & then I sent Eunice home to her family condo in the east side of the island. Eunice appeared to be drowsy on the drive along the ECP & so the journey was quiet but refreshing for me. At the drop off, I helped her out of the car & you know what her parting shot was?

‘Cheque leh?’ Eunice demanded & that was how intoxicated she was.

[needtofuck]

Some people just have all the luck ! :D

[ken456]

Thanks for the story again , please continue :)

[Cytan7]

wah... nice one :)

[AD69]

Good story. Camping here for more.

[best123]

Oh mine....really good write-up!!!

[sidekick]

Despite charging out of the starting gates with Annette & her sms about the large bed, there was no further development apart from a few light-hearted flirting now & then. In truth, I knew that with Annette, she would be the one initiating things, not the other way around. With Eunice, the possibilities definitely still abound, provided I’ve more clients up my sleeves. On the other hand, it might be more productive for me to recce other shops that might have more interesting products on display, not the 4-legged beds, tables, chairs & such but the 2-legged live variety.

Over time, I manage to snag a few other minor projects but works on Annette’s house was dragging. Annette was complaining & threatened to withhold payment & the boss threw me the files & ordered me to visit the site more often & to placate Annette whenever I see her.

‘Boss, I thought my scope only covers sales & marketing?’ I tried to fend it off.

‘Thousand apologises on behalf of Mr. Lehman, everybody is double-tasking these days, you got sweet tongue, do something with it. If that lady holds payment, I hold your commission.’ the boss encouraged. I almost wanted to tell him that my tongue already tried its best.

& so I hopped onto the site whenever possible & attended meetings faithfully but as the works dragged on, Annette’s blood pressure also rises. Towards the end, Annette was giving me hair dryer treatments as good as Alex Ferguson’s. Fortunately, she was cultured enough to spare me from any type of flying missile & pleasant enough after the meeting to let me know that it wasn’t personal.

A couple of weeks before the hand over date, we met on site. ‘Look,’ Annette reasoned, ‘I’ve oversea guests in a couple of week & by hook or by crook, I want the work finished.’ I nodded my head subserviently. ‘I’ll be away this coming weekend & I want you to be around to ensure that work goes on through the weekend.’ she commanded.

‘But the workers need a break,’ I pleaded. Actually, my flight with my regular golf kakis was already confirmed.

‘They can take all the break they want when my house is done,’ Annette concluded the conversation.

So come Saturday after finishing a frustrating round & losing a few golf balls, I dragged myself to the site. I let myself in using the spare remote that Annette temporarily loaned us. I was quite surprised that the house was rather quiet but then looking at my watch, realized that it was just after 12 noon & the workers had probably gone for lunch. I walked around to inspect the works & was satisfied with the progress. As I neared Annette’s room, I noticed that the door was ajar. Not suspecting anything, I pushed it opened completely & stepped in. The first thing I noticed or rather heard was the sound of the shower running, water splashing loudly because of the high water pressure. Then I saw a crumply old towel on Annette’s new bed which had just been delivered. No way that’s Annette’s towel. Oh shit, someone is enjoying Annette’s luxuries without her consent & courtesy.

That did it. Annette had earlier caught a Blangah showering in another bathroom & had lost her head & chased the Blangah out of her house with the poor man still only in his underwear. This time, it’s her own room, her own bath & her own bed. If Annette knew about it, God bless everyone. I got plenty of crappe from Annette last time round & this time, somebody had got to pay. Time to squeeze someone’s balls.

Fury was eating me up & I stormed towards the bath. By now the splashing had stopped & in the quiet of the room I could hear the sound of someone lathering & scrubbing himself. I gripped the door handle tightly, my knuckles turning white. & with a whole vocabulary of curse words ready at the back of my mouth, I turned the door handle & pushed the door open.

The hinges were new & smooth & despite my violent push, the door opened noiselessly. Through the foggy glass enclosure, I could see that someone was working up a liberal amount of lather on his head & trails of it running down his body. He was facing the other way & was still unaware of my intrusion. The next thing I knew, there was a very strong blast of hot water from the new overhead shower. The spray cleared the foggy mist on the glass & as he rinsed off the lather from his head, he turned around & ‘OH MY GOD!’:eek:

There was no Blangah, it wasn’t any of our workers. Thank God, it wasn’t Casper. There was no one’s balls to squeeze, only breasts, a small pair belonging to DANIELLA.

I looked, I stared & I gawked & Daniella shrieked & covered whatever personal assets she had with whatever she had, which was just her hands, in whatever way she could. Recognising me, Daniella quickly turned around to deny me the view of her front but then realized that her ass was now exposed & instinctively reached a hand back to cover it. I don’t mean to be nasty but it was once both fun & exhilarating to watch Daniella trying comically not to expose her modesty, one small little hand & so much ass estate to cover!:D

‘Please sir,’ Daniella pleaded, her voice drummed out by the falling shower. It was a few seconds later or was it minutes before I came to my senses & dragged myself out of the toilet & closing the door after me.

[chopchop]

Thanks for sharing your experience. :)

[AD69]

Looks like next up will be Daniella. :D

[sidekick]

I paced around the room waiting for Daniella to come out of the bath not really knowing how the situation would develop. Then I heard a soft knock from inside the bath & Daniella requested, ‘Sir, my towel please.’ I took the towel from the bed & knocked on the door. Immediately the door opened a crack & I passed towel through & Daniella hastily snatched it out of my hand.

Daniella came out wrapped in her towel around her arm pits down to her thighs just managing to cover her bush. Her hair was still dripping of water & her facial expression a mix of embarrassment & anger. I expected Daniella to rush to her room but instead she stood before me blocking my escape from the room & I steadied myself for a vicious confrontation. Instead, she pleaded, ‘Sir, please don’t tell madam,’ her voice almost cracking, ‘Don’t tell madam I used her bath or she will surely sack me.’

I was astounded & rather relieved. Daniella was actually more frightened of losing her job than exposing her modesty to me. She was grasping her towel under her arms to keep it from slipping down & her palms were clasped together as though in prayers. Daniella’s face was beseeched in agony & she was pleading with me with her eyes & I couldn’t tell whether those were water or streaks of tears on her face.

‘Daniella….. Look. If I keep quiet & madam find out that I knew…. I will also be in hot soup….’ I tried to reason with her.

Immediately Daniella knew where I was going, shook her head vigorously & shrieked, ‘Sirrr!’ In her state of vulnerability, she threw her arms out & put her hands on my shoulders which unceremoniously caused her towel to slip to the floor revealing to me her two small melons & whatever else that was there. If we were strangers, I would say that that was the moment that broke the ice but we were not & there was no ice to break but it nevertheless broke the tension. A soft hissing laughter escaped from Daniella lips & followed by louder laughter from mine. Daniella recovered to retrieve her towel, rewrapped it around her & went to sit on the bed. We both lost it & broke into hilarious tearful laughing & when I recovered, I apologized, ‘Daniella, I’m sooo sorry. I thought it was my worker. I never expected to be you. Anyway, I thought Saturday is your day off.’

Daniella nodded & explained, ‘Ya, Saturday my off day but I want to take long shower before go out.’

‘Aiyah, next time you tell me, I bring towel & join you in the shower OK?’ I teased & received a friendly retaliatory slap on my arm. Then suddenly, I pointed to a spot that wasn’t there & exclaimed ‘Look! You stained the bed already!’ & tugged at her towel to pretend to clean it. Daniella seemed to believe me & let me tugged her towel off, now apparently no longer embarrassed of her nudity before me. I took my time to remove the invisible spot but I’m sure you know where my attention & eyes were on.:D

I returned the towel to Daniella & she returned to pleading but now in a calmer voice, ‘Please don’t tell madam.’

‘Don’t worry. It will be our little secret but you must clean the bath clean clean OK? Especially make sure no hair or else madam sure know?’ I consoled & warned at the same time.

‘That no problem but what I can do for sir, for your helping me?’ Daniella offered & lecherous ideas flashed through my head but I replied, ‘No need.’

But Daniella was very insistent on offering me something. Now I’m not a psychiatrist or psychologist & certainly no mind reader who knew what went on in a person’s mind but I thought Daniella didn’t believe me a 100% when I told her I won’t divulge the matter to Annette. I believed Daniella wanted to give me something in the believe that she would have something to hold me & that would made she & I even Steven & in Daniella’s own simple logic, I would have to keep my mouth shut & our little secret secret.

So Daniella kept me hostage in the room & continued to pester me without being specific in her offering. I didn’t think Annette would ever be any wiser of Daniella’s abuse of her trust & the bath & in all honesty, I’d no intention to let Annette know. I did a quick mental analysis & with my resolve willingly broken by Daniella’s pestering said, ‘You won’t let me go until I agree, yes?’ Daniella nodded her head once, slightly.

Just to make sure I won’t be caught with my pants at my knees, I took out my mobile & punched in some numbers, the phone at the other end rang for a while & a voice answered, ‘Yes?’

‘I was wondering if you are free to select the curtain,’ I asked innocently.

‘Unless you have a private jet to pick me up in Phuket, you’ll have to wait until I get back & by the way, I thought I’d already informed you so & told you to be at the house to supervise your workers!’ Annette fumed.

‘I’m almost there,’ I lied.

‘You better be! I didn’t let Ah Beng know I’m away because I want to keep him on his toes.’ Annette warned.

Thus assured of Annette’s absence, I make my second call.

‘Beng, where are you ah?’ I enquired from our foreman, Ah Beng.

‘Lunch la. What time now! Workers with me also at Newton. You say Newton got chio kopi lady, where got?’ Ah Beng answered.

‘Next time I intro you OK. Now you listen. Ms. Ang told me she doesn’t want to be disturbed this afternoon, so you bring the workers to Andrew Road site, can?’ I directed.

‘Sure can. If job cannot finish, Ms. Ang butter YOU, not me.’ Ah Beng reminded me.

I disconnected the call, winked at Daniella & announced, ‘The coast is cleared.’:cool:

[AD69]

Good diversion tactics. :D

[sidekick]

Annette’s new large bed would be the perfect setting but the risk was too great & so I led Daniella to the next best place in the house, the massage room of course. Along the way I held on tight to Daniella’s hand so that she don’t have an opportunity to break off & go to her room to get dressed.

Stepping into the room brought back some kinky memories & my brother had a slight erection. We switched on & turned down the same light that Annette did & then the automatic climate controller. Scented candles we could do without & might even compromise our intrusion & abuse.

Over the weeks, I already had the opportunity to chat Daniella up & found out that she was from Cebu, Baguio & had a hopeless boyfriend who didn’t want to work but laze around. Daniella broke off with him but he stalked her, refusing to give her up & in desperation, she decided to work abroad to escape from his clutch. Annette used to have 2 maids when her children were still around but decided to give 1 up when the children left for their overseas studies. Annette thought Daniella the better maid, kept her & paid her much better than the average maid salary & thus Daniella’s fear of losing her job.

I sat on the edge of the bed, legs apart & pulled Daniella still standing into my embrace. Daniella let her towel dropped & my warm body met her clean cool freshly showered flesh. My penis was cradled warmly on Daniella’s belly & her breasts were at my mouth level & I buried my face in her shallow valley. Slowly like a baby, my mouth seek the comfort of her brown nipple & sucked them deep & hard, my hand working on her ass, the very ass Daniella was trying to deny me from viewing. Daniella held my head with her hands & shifted my mouth back & forth between her 2 breasts to suit her liking, her nipples gaining full erection in my mouth. I sucked, I licked & I even bit & my passion soon left their marks proudly on Daniella’s breasts.

Having being sufficiently smothered by Daniella’s breasts, I moved up her neck, Daniella bending her knees to facilitate my reach. My fingers ran along her ass crack, fingering her cleanly scrubbed asshole & running as far as her already wet vulva. Daniella was quivering, her finger digging into my back giving me unspoken encouragement.

Daniella’s face was on my shoulder & my mouth reached Daniella’s ears & nimbled her lobes. Eventually my tongue raped Daniella’s ears & I had to hold her head still as she was trembling slightly. Daniella was calling ‘Sir! Sir!’ in short sharp gasps & it made me felt like a master & his sex slave. I rummaged my fingers through Daniella’s hair, held them gently by their roots & tugged her head back so that our lips met lips & then our tongues met tongue. By then, my rod was throbbing hot.

I carried Daniella up & we continued to lock lips as I laid her on the massage bed. I stood on the floor, my brother close to Daniella’s face & eased her mouth closer. I inserted my rod into her mouth & Daniella was rather uncertain what to do & sucked at it gently. One of my hand held on to her head & the other toyed with her breasts, teased her nipples & then groped between her thighs smearing my fingers with her juice which I applied over her nipples which I then cleaned up with my tongue. Daniella was clearly twitching in delight.

You know when you are in the ‘69’ position & sometimes it feels like too much things going on at both ends & you don’t know whether to concentrate on feasting on the pussy or enjoying the blow job that at the end you feel short-changed? That’s what I don’t want to happen to Daniella & so I slowly withdrew my cock from her mouth which she let go off reluctantly. I whispered to her (just for effect, not that I was worried about anyone hearing), ‘You suck again afterwards, now you close eyes & enjoy.’ Daniella obediently obeyed.

I moved to the end of the bed & stood between Daniella’s slightly parted legs,I bent her knees & parted her thighs. The aroma of fresh abalone wafted to my nose & I greedily let my tongue tastes the juice & explored between the labia in search of the pearl which once found, I devoured it like a fire breathing dragon.:p Judging that Daniella’s cunt is sufficiently lubricated, I lifted my head to proceed to my next course of attack.

Daniella felt the break in contact & lifted her head & when she saw that I had stopped, she pleaded, ‘Sir, more please, longer, I like.’ & how can I say no to a proposal like that. So the master for once forsaked his role, complied with the wishes of the slave who as time went on, jerked her hips higher & higher & then holding my head with my mouth tight against her pussy, until the spasm came & when, until she found her freedom.

But the master wasn’t done. I moved to the side of the bed close to Daniella’s hips & I put a finger into Daniella’s mouth to let her have a taste of her cunt juice. Then I inserted my middle finger into her cunt where my tongue wouldn’t reach. It slide it & out effortlessly, not because Daniella’s cunt was loose but more because her cunt had been charitable with her juice. My index finger now partnered my middle into the unknown, Daniella was rather spent & the master had his own way. Instead of thrusting in & out, I pushed my fingers deep in & moved my hand up & down, targeting Daniella’s G spot. Daniella began to stir & respond & her moaning slowly but surely returned. I observed the delicious expression on Daniella’s face with much enjoyment & rubbed my erect cock against her hip smearing my pre-cum on her thighs. I felt the swell of Daniella’s sweet spot & her hips were beginning to gyrate furiously again. Then I decided to heighten Daniella’s pleasure by again sucking her already taut nipples & thereby she obliging exploded, arching her hips for an instant, followed by quivering & then collapsing into a lame heap.

[deadonarrival]

woah.. its a nice one,man :cool:

[larrybird]

WOW bro TS,

Wat a good sexual experience u had man.... wonderful.....

more pls.....

cheerrrssss

[sidekick]

Time was on my side & I let Daniella rest as I went into the attach bath to have a quick shower & used one of Annette’s luxurious towel that she kept in a side cabinet to dry myself.

When Daniella had recuperated & began stirring, I sat on the edge of the bed, lean down to give her a kiss on the lips & asked her if she had enjoyed herself. Daniella’s adorable smile answered my question. I told her it’s time for her to keep her end of the bargain & edged her gently off the bed & took her place. Lying on my back with legs apart, I commanded her, ’Suck me good!’

Daniella was moving a little lethargic as expected but she stood between my legs & unexpectedly said,’Sir, turn around,’ & as I turned, she tried to maneuver me into position & I realized that Daniella wanted me to be on my fours, knees & palms. I didn’t know what to expect but it should be all good.

When I was in position, Daniella prised apart my ass crack & appeared to give it a close scrutiny, her face close to my ass. Daniella kissed my butt cheeks gently & trailed her fingers along my crack & the ticklish sensation was stimulating. Finding my asshole, Daniella applied pressure at the entrance & sensing no objection from me, her finger intruded a gentle cm. Daniella kept her finger in & now her tongue traced along my butt crack, licking & poking with the tip of her tongue. The feeling of a finger slightly in my ass & a wriggling tongue along my butt crack was unbearably ecstatic & I rested my weight on my shoulders & head & my hands reached back to prise my ass crack wider for Daniella to achieve easier access.

Soon, I felt my balls within her palm, mobilizing my sperms for their eventual activation. Daniella’s tongue ran down south, skipped my occupied asshole & joined her other hand at my balls & coated them with her saliva. Pre-cum was again oozing out of my cock.

I couldn’t stand it anymore & turned myself around now lying on my back, knees bent, legs still spread wide apart, rod standing proud. Daniella now returned to scrutiny of my privates. She spread the cranny between my balls & thighs & seemed to sniff the area. She retracted the foreskin of my penis & did the same & I let her satisfy her curiousity so long it didn’t kill either of us. With my cock head exposed & vulnerable, Daniella licked around the crown & the feeling was out of this world & I thrust my pelvis forward inserting half of my cock into her mouth. Daniella alternatively sucked on it or played it with her tongue & my sperms were ready to charge out of their starting blocks.

I pleaded with Daniella to spare me a little longer & requested she play my brother like a flute & she did so like she was auditioning for the Singapore Symphony Orchestra. Daniella’s mouth was running up & down my shaft, sucking on the balls at one end & licking the head at the other. Finally, during one sortie on the head, Daniella gulped it into her mouth & started bopping her head up & down on my cock. I knew I couldn’t last long & laced her fingers with mine, my pelvis moving in unison with her bopping head.

I wanted to cum in Daniella’s mouth but just before the auspicious moment, I gave an involuntary grunt & it gave the game away. Daniella disentangled her fingers from mine & quickly withdrew her mouth from my hot rod. She grabbed it with a hand & started pumping furiously & my sperms heard the starter gun went off & the sprinters charged out of the starting blocks, the long jumpers landing on Daniella’s breast.:D

We cleaned up a little with the towels & adjourned still naked to the leather chairs but Daniella teasingly chose to sit on my lap & we leisurely chatted the minutes away waiting longing for the bath tub to fill. Like I said earlier, time was on my side.:)

[quickieman]

bro, you solid mah.
me in same ID never hv these encounters..kanna all the chu bio but can't eat.
always kanna F underdown..must get more projects like yours...
up you bro...

[AD69]

We cleaned up a little with the towels & adjourned still naked to the leather chairs but Daniella teasingly chose to sit on my lap & we leisurely chatted the minutes away waiting longing for the bath tub to fill. Like I said earlier, time was on my side.:)

Looks like more session coming up. Making use of all the good time. :D

[sidekick]

Looks like more session coming up. Making use of all the good time. :D

We were both consumed by a soothing & contended tiredness & so though my spirit was willing, my body was weak. Must be he morning golf.:(

In any case, we soaked for a long time in the comfort of the warm water feeling the rest of our stress seeped out of our body. I lay at the end of the tub, legs apart to accommodate Daniella who lean into the cradle of my body, my brother snug & safe between us, Daniella’s head resting in the nook of my shoulders. We laid there without a care in the world, resting in blessed silence, kissing occasionally.

Nothing felt better than having a young willing female body against yours, tits & pussy to fondle away the hours & no pressure to perform.:p

[Nicodemus]

Really love the way you write with such sexual finesse! :)

[AD69]

Nothing felt better than having a young willing female body against yours, tits & pussy to fondle away the hours & no pressure to perform.:p

That's is very true. It really feel good to have a willing partner and no pressure from her.

[blade]

keep it up!! haha i suppose there will be more gals coming up~~

[sidekick]

It was both a sigh of relief & a tinge of desolation when Annette’s house was done. The stress of delivering the project on time against the perks that it offered. Anyhow, either due to the will of heaven or the menace of Annette, we managed to deliver the works on time.

Annette’s earlier revelation of oversea guests was no bluff & she told me to be around to ensure that everything would be running smoothly. Now to tell the truth, if it was a simple electrical trip, I knew where the electrical distribution board & switching it back up was no problem but if it was anything worse than that, then I would be as lost as a Masai warrior in New York. Or to be politically impartial, as lost as a New Yorker in the Kalahari desert. So with the balance of my commission at stake, I put Ah Beng on quick dial on my mobile & presented myself at the small gathering.

Annette’s guest were evidently distant relatives & friends amounting to about a dozen, half of whom were middle age tai-tais & the other half in the mould of Paris Hilton. Annette introduced me briefly as ‘the contractor’ & they gave me the once over & turned their proud haughty attention somewhere else as though a contractor amongst their midst was beyond them. The elderly ladies were dressed in their traditional elegance & the young ladies mainly in designer jeans & tees except for a pair of twins who are in flowery spaghetti strap sun dress exposing fanciful bra straps on skinny shoulders.

I retired to the backyard to keep Daniella company while she did her chores & Annette showed her guest her newly renovated rooms. Soon the chatter died down & Annette gathered the elderly ladies in the living room while the young ladies moved on to the swimming pool & I planted myself in a vantage point to enjoy the view.

The young ladies transformed themselves into fairies in bikinis of bright & exciting shades of colours. Some were dipping in the pool while others baked themselves in the sun & I would have transported myself there immediately if anyone of them had requested for tanning lotion. Hats & sunglasses accessorized their dainty tits, flat tummies, perky assess & long thin legs. Whether those legs were flawless or not, I would need a closer look which alas was not going to happen.

‘Daniella, can we have some tea here & bring some ice lemon tea to the swimming pool!’ Annette’s voice boomed.

With a large pitcher of ice lemon tea & empty glasses, Daniella went out to the pool & approached the pair of twins who were lying face up on the apron of the pool. They removed the hats shielding their faces & sat up, hooking the bikini straps back on their shoulders before any damage could be done & then it struck me.

If you could kindly go back a few paragraphs.

The twins were wearing ‘flowery spaghetti sun dress exposing fanciful bra strips on skinny shoulders’. What that meant my friends is that there were undies, USED UNDIES lying around somewhere. I didn’t exactly have a fetish for used undies but that was the closest (in the sexual sense) that I might be able to get to them & it got my heart fluttering. Now if they had left them in the guest’s bath, then it would be a bit tedious with Annette & the lot in the house but on the other hand if they had left them in the external toilet meant for swimmers, then ‘HO SAY LIAO!’

So I made my way to the external toilet like an eager miner prospecting for gold & as I opened the toilet door, I struck the mother node. Panties from conservative feminine boxer to kinky g-string hung from hooks, bras of all shapes & sizes hung over the glass shower screen. I locked the door from the inside & started sniffing through the bras like a police dog sniffing for drugs, no nooks & corner escaped my attention & I spent a little more time on the 2 pairs with fanciful bra straps which I’m sure you know belong to who.

Next up were the panties & some were rather fresh like they were just changed that morning & some slightly soiled like they were worn overnight but tainted with the mesmerizing scent of the female sexual excretion. I sniffed through all of them, getting an erection for my effort. I unzipped my pants & brought my brother to the party. I chose the most soiled piece & wrapped it around my cock & went into masturbation mode, fantasizing myself sandwiched between the twins’ naked bodies……

Then suddenly, ‘Knock! Knock!’:mad:

‘What the fuck!’ I cursed beneath my breadth & quickly returned the toys to their proper order. That done, I unlocked the door & saw Daniella outside looking frazzled.

‘Lucky I find you, I thought you go back already.’ Daniella said with relief.

‘Ya, I need to attend to some urgent repairs in the toilet.’ I said. But with the door locked & without any tools, I found it hard to convince even myself. But Daniella was not at all interested in my explanation & asked, ‘Sir, you got screwdriver?’

‘Screwdriver?’ & how can a contractor be without a screwdriver but the fact is, I wasn’t a contractor but remembering Ah Beng’s tool box in the backyard, ‘Think so, ya.’

‘Can borrow?’ Daniella requested.

‘Ya, sure,’ I said & led Daniella to the backyard. ‘You want the ‘+’ head or ‘-‘ head?’ I enquired further from Daniella as we made our way through the kitchen.

‘?????’ Daniella was at a total lost but emphasized, ‘2 screwdrivers. You got 2. I need 2 screwdrivers.”:confused:

Now, we lost each other & before we went missing, I stopped walking, turned to Daniella & said, ‘Why don’t you tell me what is the problem & I will try to fix it for you.’

& Daniella told me.

[pary]

Pls continue bro..don't keep us in suspense. :)

[AD69]

Looking forward to read more.

[sidekick]

‘Ahh… I see.’ I said when Daniella concluded her story.

I deliberated for only a short instant & told her, ‘I take care of it. First, you have oranges?’

Now Daniella was perplexed, ‘Oranges?’ she asked.

‘Yes, oranges,’ I repeated & Daniella rummaged through the fridge & managed to come up with a dozen.

Pointing to the Philippe Starck ‘spider’ juicer standing proudly at the corner of the kitchen counter, I told Daniella, ‘Squeeze them all. & take your time!’

Then I went over to Annette’s liquor cabinet, careful to be as inconspicuous to the old hacks (why should I be polite to them when they were not to me) as possible. I took down an opened bottle of Absolut & the stainless steel cocktail shaker & took them to the kitchen. I left the bottle of Absolut with Daniella & told her I would be back, leaving with the shaker.

I went back to the external toilet & by now, I’m sure you know I was up to no good. I relocked the door & put the shaker on the vanity. I found the twins’ bras & cupped them over my nose & inhaled the fresh fragrance of young virginal girls’ tits & hung them around my neck. I searched for the pair of soiled panty again & brought it to my nose to draw in the seductive intoxicating musky aroma that men absolutely venerated & brought myself to erection. I unbuttoned, unzipped & lowered my pants & underwear & the slinky pair of panty went around my cock & I masturbated away, back to being sandwiched by the Thomson Twins, I meant the naked twins. Would their breasts be identical, would their pussies smell the same or does one like to suck & the other like to be licked. In my fantasy, I was now lying on my back. One of the twins was riding me cowgirl style playing with her own boobs, her cunt strangling my brother like a vice & the other sitting on my face facing her twin, pussy on my mouth smearing cunt juice on my lips, her fingers tormenting my nipples. When I was near my climax, I reached for the shaker & pumped my load into it. Mission accomplished, I returned to the kitchen.

Daniella was done with the squeezing & was waiting for me. I took the freshly squeezed orange juice & poured it into the shaker to mix with the equally freshly pumped semen without Daniella’s knowledge. Then I explained to Daniella what the twins meant when they refused the ice lemon tea & asked for screwdrivers instead & she nodded in bewilderment.

I stirred the mixture in the shaker with a spoon & took out 2 tall glasses, dumped in several cubes of ices, poured in a generous portion of Absolut followed by twice the amount of orange juice, leaving a little left over in the shaker. I took a few steps to the fridge to take another orange to cut as garnish & when I returned, in the few moments that my back was turned, THE SHAKER WAS EMPTIED!:eek:

I looked at Daniella, then at the shaker & then back to Daniella again & she apologized, ‘I thirsty lah.’

‘Oh, Daniella!’ I exclaimed, ‘You….. Never mind…..’ I treated it as a minor consolation & a small compensation for the CIM that Daniella denied me the last time.

I checked the drinks to make sure that there were no noticeable traces of my legacy & then sent Daniella out with the 2 glasses & watched with anticipation from afar. The twins took tentative sips at first, found the screwdrivers to their liking & gulped down a mouthful & my brother felt greatly appreciated to have contributed to the concoction. As I watched, my fantasy continued with me sitting on the edge of the pool, legs apart dangling into the water. The twins standing in the pool facing me between my legs. I had one hand on each of their delicate mallories, twirling their pink nipples & both of them blowing me at the same time to high heaven.

For 1 brief moment, I entertained the foolish thought of bringing some of the undies home as souvenirs & keep-sakes but they were certainly going to be missed, won’t they? & I would be the only viable suspect, won’t I? In fact, much as I wanted to, I took extreme care not to leave any obvious stains & DNA evidence. I know it’s a bit of an anti-climax but that was how I screwed their drivers.

[Nitesniper]

LOL i love this screwdriver part... Keep up the good work

[inbed007]

Screwdriver is missing now...