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YourExcellency

21-10-2010, 07:59 PM

Hmmm... interesting... how do I know if my post has been approved? I was waiting for it to pop up when i loaded the "Adult Discussions about Sex" forum, but it didn't??? I only found out when I did a search on my own thread :confused:

Anyway, here's the next part,

First Encounter
My first encounter with Liz was about a decade back. My project in China had just ended, and during my down time I was visiting a close relative (who were there for work) in China (better not to name the city since it is not going to affect the relevance of this story), and had the pleasure of staying at the pleasure of staying in one of the better hotels there. This is the first time I am going to this city, and since it is very close family, I decided to just put up in the same room, with an extra bed added to the room. (NO, this is not a story about incest, and neither do I harbor any thoughts about my relative)

Since my relative had to work the following day, I decided to go sightseeing by myself around the city. I got up bright and early that morning, had breakfast with my relative and after seeing her off in a cab from the hotel lobby, I decided to take to the streets on foot. I wandered around, stopping and looking at whatever caught my fancy, until I saw a lady sitting on a bench about 10 meters ahead of me, she was rubbing her ankle and appeared to be grimacing in pain. Seeing that she looked like a nice looking lady, I walked over and asked her in Mandarin if she was ok and if she needed any help.

Me: “小姐你好！你沒事吧？有甚麼可幫你的嗎？"
Lady：“我扭傷了腳，現在很疼，走不了。"
Me: “不如我幫你看看吧，可以嗎？"
Lady: “好的。。。”

What happened was not sexy at all, I tried to massage her ankles but the angry swollen veins just wouldn’t go away no matter how I tried. She told me that she had sprained her ankle while walking. Of course, other than a very typical amount of admiration for pretty ladies’ feet, it didn’t help that I do not have a foot fetish no matter how attractive they are. I felt sorry for her as I could tell that she was extremely well groomed and definitely not local.

Liz
A little visual on Liz – She looked about 28 then, with flawless porcelain skin on her face, long jet black hair and strangely, even though she wasn’t drop dead gorgeous, she looked immaculate in everyway. Have you ever met someone like that? From her long smooth silky hair to her manicured fingernails, down to her well-cut clothes and expensive looking patent leather slip-ons, she looked like

1). She has a rich father :)
2). A movie star :D
3). A kept woman :eek:

Please be patient as I too, am waiting for my posts to be approved. If it takes longer than usual to update, please bear with the wait.

YourExcellency

22-10-2010, 11:00 AM

Liz
A little visual on Liz – She looked about 28 then, with flawless porcelain skin on her face, long jet black hair and strangely, even though she wasn’t drop dead gorgeous, she looked immaculate in everyway. Have you ever met someone like that? From her long smooth silky hair to her manicured fingernails, down to her well-cut clothes and expensive looking patent leather slip-ons, she looked like

1). She has a rich father
2). A movie star
3). A kept woman

I offered to help her get somewhere where she could rest her ankle more comfortably, and so, I half-supported her, getting heavenly whiffs of her perfume (Chanel, I later found out) and she slowly hobbled over to the shade where there was another bench she could put her feet up to reduce the blood congestion. Unfortunately for her, she was wearing a skirt and she tried to fold her legs to avoid sitting in an unladylike manner. Trying to be a gentleman, I took off my blazer and covered her feet with it. We decided to just let her ankle rest and I told her if she wanted, I could just sit with her and keep her company till she felt confident of walking.

Me: “你好，我叫Leo，我是新加坡來的遊客”
Liz: “你好！很感謝你那麼好，真不好意思還要麻煩你！”
Me: “小姐，別那麼說，如果不幫你，我會很過意不去！聽你的普通話不像是本地人！（Switching to Cantonese) "你系唔系廣東人？”
Liz: "嗨, 我叫Liz, 我系香港人！無該逝你幫我！”

With that, we had found a common language, and started chatting heartily. After about 30 minutes of resting, I got up and went to buy her a bottle of water, as I too was getting thirsty.

*Note that though I consider myself to be a good entertainer, I am usually reserved and only open myself up when I am with close friends, and do not usually like meaningless conversations as I find them too tiring to keep up (or the truth be told, I have a tendency to constantly yawn during boring meaningless chitchat) And just so you get some background on this story, I was happily attached with a kid and had no intentions of being unfaithful*

It turned out that she was staying in the same hotel as myself, so we slowly made our way back to the hotel when she felt good enough to hobble along. We made plans to meet the following day if her ankle got better and do some sightseeing together since we were both free. The next morning, I received a call in the room and sure enough it was her, and she said the swelling had gone down and she felt good enough to explore the city once again. We agreed to meet up at the hotel lobby as soon as we were ready. Just before going down, I called the hotel concierge and asked if we could hire a van and a driver, and the hotel concierge was nice enough to arrange transportation for us at a cost of RMB1200 a day.

City Tour
We had a great day touring the city and the outskirts, and enjoyed ourselves in the van, chatting among ourselves and the driver, absorbing all the little nitty gritty details about the history and the culture that our driver had to share with us. Time passed quickly and before we knew it, it was lunchtime... The driver took us to a restaurant and allowed us to alight, and told us that he would pick us up after our lunch.

A waiter showed us to a table for two, and we ordered a nice but inexpensive lunch. Liz was a easy person to eat with, not too fussy and had really good social etiquette. Lunch was nothing to shout about, but I was greatly enjoying my conversation with Liz.

Without sounding like I was trying to intrude into her personal life, I found out that she was single, and lived in Hong Kong. She asked me about myself and though I did not like revealing too much about myself I tried to answer as many of her questions as possible. Like myself, she was also visiting some friends and would only stay till the following day. Turns out that she was into stocks and was a frequent visitor to Singapore, 3-4 times a year for business but did not know anybody other than her Singapore business associates. I also let her know I was single and worked on special projects and traveled alone frequently, so my work schedule was rather free and easy. In fact my project often took me to Hong Kong for 2 weeks to a month at a time. She asked if she could call me if ever she was in Singapore and of course, if I was in Hong Kong I could always give her a call. Out of courtesy, I gave her my number and of course took her number with no intention of ever calling.

We spent the rest of the day finishing up our tour of the city and when we arrived back at the hotel, we were dead beat. We bade each other goodbye (and of course, the usual niceties like promising to keep in touch) and went back to our respective rooms.

machoman

22-10-2010, 11:56 AM

Excellent, well-written story. :)

Will come back for updates. :D

Thanks for sharing, bro. :cool:

YourExcellency

23-10-2010, 01:17 AM

Excellent, well-written story. :)

Will come back for updates. :D

Thanks for sharing, bro. :cool:

Thanks for the encouragement. Sadly this thread has close to 1000 views but only 2 replies.

I am not writing for points but some positivity would be nice :p

kabuki mask

23-10-2010, 01:24 AM

nice buildup. camping here liao.. hehe

|GD_GeR|

23-10-2010, 01:29 AM

interesting.. please continue.. =)

nelson55

23-10-2010, 01:32 AM

Good job, Bro. Nice setting for an erotic story!!! Please keep going!!!

machoman

23-10-2010, 09:20 AM

Thanks for the encouragement. Sadly this thread has close to 1000 views but only 2 replies.

I am not writing for points but some positivity would be nice :p

You are most welcome, bro. :)

Yup, believe me when I say sincerely that I know exactly how you feel. :(

BTW, I have rated your thread 5 stars & will up your points when my power returns.

Keep up the good work, bro. :D

maulsith

23-10-2010, 10:20 AM

Nice.Please continue YourExcellency.I believe that more support will be coming up.

YourExcellency

23-10-2010, 12:16 PM

You are most welcome, bro. :)

Yup, believe me when I say sincerely that I know exactly how you feel. :(

BTW, I have rated your thread 5 stars & will up your points when my power returns.

Keep up the good work, bro. :D

Thanks! I feel inspired already!

YourExcellency

23-10-2010, 12:18 PM

Good job, Bro. Nice setting for an erotic story!!! Please keep going!!!

I dont know if this can be considered a erotic story, because it is more of my experience than anything else :p

YourExcellency

23-10-2010, 12:21 PM

Fast Forward
Fast-forward to 8 years later, I had worked hard and done well in my career, and now headed a regional team spanning the APJ region. Still basically doing what I was doing before, but with more focus on delegation than doing actual work. My schedule was still as busy as ever though, and travel was hectic. My usual destinations were Hong Kong, China, Taiwan, Japan and on my off days, I found Singapore to be highly enjoyable. I know there would be many brothers here who would disagree but believe me, I found great relaxation in spending my free time having coffee at a local coffee shop, drinking at pubs and the usual watering holes, and the KTVs with my buddies.

One day I received a call from my regional head at 2200hrs Sunday while I was out at TAM with the usual suspects,

Head: “Leo? Sorry to call so late on a Sunday, but something just cropped up in Hong Kong, and I think you better find out what’s happening over there with your guys. The last I heard is they screwed up big time! My boss is fuming and if nobody gives her an answer before tomorrow afternoon’s meeting, somebody’s head is going to roll.. blah blah blah…”

Me: “blah blah blah… Ok, I will go take a look personally tomorrow, will let you know around lunch… blah blah”

Hong Kong
I booked myself on the next available flight and when I got into HKIA, took the Airport Express into Hong Kong station. Went straight into the office and soon, I realized the magnitude of the problem. It had to do with some of my guys flouting some of the rules and regulations governing our industry in Hong Kong. After questioning them separately, I could confidently conclude they had done it unintentionally and nobody had benefited from the “mistake”, but still the damage was done and damage repair measures had to be worked on to put things back in place. I called my regional head and informed him that I would be onsite to supervise the damage repair and would be expected to stay in Hong Kong for up to a maximum of 3 months. He agreed and authorized me to go ahead.

What happened after that is not worth going into details but I found myself getting swamped with work, often starting my day at 8am, having meetings back to back for most of the regular office hours, and then working till 2300hrs in the night. I was getting frustrated and very burnt out. A month had passed and I was still busy as hell. The problem had mostly been rectified, at the cost of axing some staff, but preventive measures had to be put into place to ensure nobody would make this same mistake again.

One particular Friday night, I was in the office late as usual when I felt like a drink very badly. I scrolled through my phonebook in my BB, looking for a drinking companion in the +852 when I saw “LIZ CHENG”. Now, I have had the habit of backing up my address book with my Outlook for many years now, and now when I stared at that name I could not recall who that was. Oh of course! Liz from my China tour group! But its been so long… would she still be using this number? Would it be convenient to call at this time? What if she was married? Or worse, putting her kids to bed? In my selfish need to find a drinking companion, I hit the “Send” button and soon I heard a ringing tone, yes! It still worked! :p

machoman

23-10-2010, 12:34 PM

Retire Samster

23-10-2010, 12:38 PM

Welcome back snr & keep coming yr story.

YourExcellency

23-10-2010, 01:02 PM

BINGO, bro!!! Jackpot!!!

Sorry, bro...hope you don't mind but I just couldn't resist typing the following:

A sweet voice answered the phone:

YE: "Wei, Liz hai mai?"

Liz:"Wei, hai....ni hai ping goa?

YE:"Blah...blah....blah!!!"

Hahahaha... you are so close that I would have suspected you were sneaking peeks into my life? Yes, this really happened, believe it or not, and it was nice hearing her soft sexy husky voice over the phone again. Hang on in there, its going to be still quite a while before any action starts... remember I was just looking for a drinking companion, nothing more...

thomas88

23-10-2010, 01:17 PM

New camper reporting here....:p

YourExcellency

23-10-2010, 02:18 PM

One particular Friday night, I was in the office late as usual when I felt like a drink very badly. I scrolled through my phonebook in my BB, looking for a drinking companion in the +852 when I saw “LIZ CHENG”. Now, I have had the habit of backing up my address book with my Outlook for many years now, and now when I stared at that name I could not recall who that was. Oh of course! Liz from my China tour group! But its been so long… would she still be using this number? Would it be convenient to call at this time? What if she was married? Or worse, putting her kids to bed? In my selfish need to find a drinking companion, I hit the “Send” button and soon I heard a ringing tone, yes! It still worked!

BB: “~drood… drood…” … “喂?”
Me: “喂? 唔該Liz啦…”
Liz: “系，你系邊位？“
Me: “我系Leo啊, 上次在XX城市跟團識得你嘅，你總記唔記得我啊？”
Liz: “當然記得啦！你幾好嗎？好耐無見啊！”
Me: “系啊，我衣家系香港作野，唔知你得唔得閑，捻住叫你出來飲杯野？“
Liz: “好啊！衣家？你有無開車啊？我過來車你？你在邊既位置？“
Me: “我在IFC樓下既的士站等你好嗎？”
Liz: “好啊， 20 分鐘見！”

Bingo! Finally an end to my boring night of staring at endless documents! I quickly gave her my office address in Central and she said she lived really close by and would be ready in 20 minutes. We arranged to meet at my office building’s taxi stand and I took the 20 minutes to freshen up using my spare office shirt and a travel toothbrush I kept in my bag at all times. I packed up my stuff and headed downstairs from my 62nd storey office.

I lit a cigarette and took a deep drag; trying to release the stress I had accumulated over the past month and wondered how I should react when I saw Liz. I mean, it has been 8 years since I saw her and I wondered how she looked now. And god, I wonder how I looked now compared to back then. Fortunately, I was pretty confident that time had been merciful to me, and I had only looked more mature with some distinguished grays sticking out my temples, but other than that, my 40 years were really quite easily mistakable for 35 ☺

YourExcellency

23-10-2010, 02:21 PM

Thank you for the readers who showed strong support. Your encouragement serves as my greatest inspiration to continue writing!

I am struggling to turn out as much as possible this weekend before I leave for China in the coming week as I will not be able to update as often as I can for the next little while...:p

Stay tuned!

simple2kee

23-10-2010, 02:37 PM

interesting story! :)

machoman

23-10-2010, 03:05 PM

Hahahaha... you are so close that I would have suspected you were sneaking peeks into my life? Yes, this really happened, believe it or not, and it was nice hearing her soft sexy husky voice over the phone again. Hang on in there, its going to be still quite a while before any action starts... remember I was just looking for a drinking companion, nothing more...

LOL!!! Hahaha!!! :)

I believe you, bro! "Drinking companion only, nothing more", right? ;)

1st objective achieved- get the gal out on a date, then.........over to you YE or do you prefer Leo?

BTW, if you don't mind, is it possible for you to type Simplified Chinese characters? Thanks. :D

mr_missile

23-10-2010, 03:40 PM

Have a good weekend TS. And come back next week with more installments! :D

|GD_GeR|

23-10-2010, 05:13 PM

enjoy ya weekend TS!! =)

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 01:52 AM

Liz
A black Cayenne Turbo pulled up at the taxi stand and the windows rolled down… “Leo?”

I lowered my head and peered into the car. God, in there sat the cutest and most seductive woman I had seen in months ;P I opened the door and got into the car…

Me: “嗨 Liz! 點解你看上來總後生過上一次？！你比八年前總靚女哇！！”

*Ok its getting really difficult to type in Cantonese slang and I am spending too much time searching for the Cantonese letters and many of them don’t exist on my notebook, so I will be reiterating all Cantonese conversations in English*

She laughed easily and said,

Liz: “Hey, I don’t remember you being such a smooth talker… Are you sure you are Leo?”
Me: “As sure as I am sitting beside the prettiest woman I have laid eyes on for months! By the way, you have a nice car!”
Liz: “Thanks! Its very popular in Hong Kong right now, almost all my friends have one in their families!”

She smiled radiantly and leaned over to give me a friendly hug and I returned the favor by giving her a social kiss on the cheeks. She had her long beautiful hair bunned-up and she wore very light make up, just enough to accentuate her high and well-defined cheekbones. The heavenly scent that I remembered from the first time I met her was still lingering around her. (Yes, Chanel!) To be brutally honest, she still wasn’t drop dead gorgeous, but she definitely was the kind of woman you would want to take more than a look at.

Liz: “So what have you been up to since I saw you?”
Me: “I’ve been working really hard, trying to keep my bank balance out of the red… what about you? You look really great, like you have been on holiday since we last met!”
Liz: “Hey I have been working too! Anyway, let’s get a drink and then we’ll talk! Do you have any idea where to go?”
Me: “I’m easy, just give me a drink and I will be contented!”

With that, she turned the car around and very soon, we found ourselves at Lan Kwai Fong, at the top level of one of the hotels, turned out we both liked brandy, so we were taking shots of Paradis out of a bottle, listening to soothing female vocal jazz.

I found out that she was still single but had gotten lucky and made some money from her investments and now she was in a semi-retired state, waiting for her next investment opportunity. She still seemed every bit the rich tai-tai, with her simple elegance and easy laughter, always seeming to see things in the best light. She didn’t look a day older than when I last saw her, and if it was even earthly possible, she looked even younger with flawless porcelain skin on her face, hands and legs. She wore her hair in a bun, and had the slightest tinge of highlight that showed a rebellious streak. Her black simple top had a large neck opening and her cream-colored pants were silky soft and flowing. She was perfect no matter which way I looked at her.

I filled her up on my life, how I spent the last decade working my ass off, how I was married and had a beautiful son, but sadly, as well as I was doing, I could feel that there was a marked difference between us. I recomposed myself and told myself that I had achieved what I had wanted – a drinking companion for tonight and that was it. I was happy with my life at this point and enjoyed my work so there was absolutely no reason to ruin a good thing.

We finished our drinks at 0300hrs, and soon it was time to say good-bye. She insisted on paying the bill, saying that it was her duty as host. I had to give in as she said otherwise she would be unhappy. I thanked her for the wonderful drink and gave her a hug and peck on the cheek, and told her she should not attempt to drive home after all that alcohol. She agreed to leave her car in the hotel car park and at my insistence, allowed me to see her home in a cab. I hailed for a cab and asked for her address – turns out she lives at the Mid Levels area, in a house. When we got to her place, she got out of the cab and bade me good night, promising to meet me the following day for lunch.

I gave her another peck again and got back into the cab. The cab took me back to my hotel – Island Shangri La back in Central, with the nosy driver inquiring where I was from, what did I do, who my friend was, and making comments that my “friend’s” house was probably worth between HKD$150-200million. I was rather shocked to know that Hong Kong property prices were that much higher than what we get in Singapore. I did not answer most of his questions and pretended I was too drunk to hear what he was asking. By the time I got back into my room, I only managed to take a very quick shower before crashing into bed, completely exhausted by the alcohol and the entire week’s late nights.

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 01:56 AM

Dim Sum
“RINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG~~~~~!!!”

The next morning, I was awakened by the loud ringing of my BB and in my half asleep state, I saw Liz’s name in the caller ID.

Liz: “Hey sleepy head! Good morning! Wake up for breakfast!”
Me: “Hey, good morning… What time is it?”
Liz: “Its 10am now, you wanna get something to bite?”
Me: “Yeah sure, give me 15 minutes to wash up?”
Liz: “Ok, see you at the hotel lobby! At 1030hrs?”

I got out of bed and went to brush my teeth, and took a long hot shower. I got dressed in a short sleeved piqued pink polo shirt with casual khaki slacks and a dark blue sport jacket with matching dark blue loafers. I sprayed some Armani onto my chest and headed towards the lift lobby.

When I got down to the lobby, I saw Liz. Like me, she was dressed in a red short sleeved cotton polo shirt, and a pair of cotton cream casual ¾ slacks that hugged her shapely hips perfectly. She had a light taupe pullover draped over her shoulders and she topped her extremely chic look with an over-sized cream baseball cap. She had on a pair of elegant taupe leather slip-ons. She looked amazingly casual and yet, there was this air of elegance around her that I just couldn’t put my finger on. When she saw me, she walked over to me and gave me a hug and a friendly peck on the cheek. Not wanting to appear standoffish, I reciprocated.

Liz: “Hey Leo! What do you feel like having?”
Me: “I’m starving, how about the dim sum at the Marriott? Man Ho is pretty good for dim sum, are you ok with that or would you like to go somewhere else? But it has got to be my treat this time ok?”

Liz laughs and says, “Ok sure! Let’s go see how good they are!”

She hooks her hand around mine and we take the lift up to the 3rd level. The lift door opens and we walk out to the restaurant reception. The waitress, upon seeing us, greets us and shows us to a small table.

I fiddle with the dim sum menu and order a few of my favorites and enquire what Liz would like before putting in the order. Soon, we were enjoying ourselves, chatting away happily like long lost friends and sipping 功夫茶.

Just then, the captain walks past, and purposefully makes a round of 功夫茶 for us, at the same time saying,

Captain: “鄭小姐，你好！唔好意思，剛剛無見到你地入來！”
Liz: “唔緊要，我今日無定位，系同我friend來飲茶的。”
Captain: “今日要唔要蒸條魚啊，還是如過你們已經吃飽了，要唔要來些甜品？”
Liz: “Steven啊，這餐系我朋友做東，禮貌上你應該問佢！讓我介紹，這位系Leo先生，系你地酒店的客人”

The captain apologized profusely and explained to me that Liz was a regular at their restaurant and so naturally thought that she was entertaining me, that why he had approached her first. I told him it was alright and ordered some desserts that he said were the specialties of Man Ho. He insisted on not charging us for the dessert to apologize for his mistake, which I accepted graciously. We had a really good time at dim sum and soon I signed for the bill and we decided to do some sightseeing.

I had been to Hong Kong many times for business but I was usually alone, and so never bothered to do much sightseeing. I knew Hong Kong well but Liz insisted on showing me around Hong Kong and since it was Saturday, I happily obliged to having such an attractive lady by my side, being my tour guide. We went down to the lobby again and this time, once we walked out of the hotel, Liz’s Cayenne Turbo was waiting for her at her at the entrance. I didn’t notice her number plate the night before, “LC8”, must have cost her a pretty penny. She waved at the valet and turned to me and asked if I could drive?

The valet came up to her and said, “郑小姐，你好！系晤系衣家走啊?”

Wow, so she is a regular here... she explained that she frequently put her guests at the Marriott and for convenience sake, she also liked to entertain at Man Ho.

Me: “I can drive but I need some road guidance!”
Liz: “No problem! I can guide you but I just don’t like driving!”

I took over the driver’s seat and soon we were cruising along the roads of Hong Kong Island, admiring the beautiful harbor and the endless sky skyscrapers that lined the Victoria Harbor and the Northern shore. I had driven in Hong Kong many times during my trips and knew a little about the layout of the roads. We chatted easily and made lots of jokes with each other.

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 01:57 AM

LOL!!! Hahaha!!! :)

I believe you, bro! "Drinking companion only, nothing more", right? ;)

1st objective achieved- get the gal out on a date, then.........over to you YE or do you prefer Leo?

BTW, if you don't mind, is it possible for you to type Simplified Chinese characters? Thanks. :D

Sorry, but I only have Traditional Chinese installed. And plus I feel it adds more realism to the conversations :o

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 02:15 AM

Sight Seeing
Driving in Hong Kong is very different from driving in Singapore. There are hardly any U-turns and roads are a lot more narrower and complicated. People drive very fast in spite of the winding roads. Basically if you don’t know exactly where you are going, you wont get there by car, because you would be circling round and going up and down bridges, constantly being able to see the place you want to be, but never being able to actually reach there due to many roads being one way with many no left or right turns. We drove on Connaught Road - from Admiralty to Central, and Liz showed me the older areas like Sheung Wan, then we went back east again, this time exploring the Mid Levels and Wan Chai area. She took me on little back alleys and interesting little pockets of bustling activity like the Wan Chai market and Soho. She really knew this place very well. Finally we went up Victoria Peak. I was now getting used to the Porsche and it handled very well, my only grouse was that it was a little hard to control going up The Peak as it needed too much revving to stop it from switching gears incessantly.

We parked the car at the little shopping centre at the top of the peak and we walked around, snapping pictures happily. We were unknowingly holding hands now and acting like a student couple. We shared ice-creams and Liz held onto my hand every single minute without letting go. It was the best feeling in the world. We were finally tired and took a seat on a bench in a pavilion, looking down at the sea and the buildings.

Suddenly there was an awkward silence, and time just stood still as we looked into each other’s eyes. Liz’s eyes had the most vulnerable and tender look that I had ever seen in any woman. It was as if I could look right into her soul just by staring at those eyes. I leaned forward and I had just the most irresistible urge to kiss those tender lips. Knowing what I was intending to do, Liz closed her eyes and prepared herself for my gentle assault on her soft tender lips. Not wanting to be too aggressive, I had intended it to be a dry kiss, and that was all there was. There was no tongue on tongue action and I didn’t want to scare Liz by pushing my luck. To my surprise, she offered her tongue to me and for the first time, I tasted Liz. Her breath was indescribable. I suddenly wished I did not just smoke a cigarette 20 minutes ago and wondered how horrible my breath must have smelt. Liz was not a smoker and judging from her pearly white teeth, she must practice good dental hygiene. My hands now moved upwards, back up to the small of her back, caressing her shoulder blades and for the first time, I realized just how small of a frame Liz had. I stopped at her hair, held her head in my hands and slowly stroked her long luxurious hair, taking in deep breaths of her deliciously intoxicating shampoo. I was totally intoxicated by her. I broke away from the kiss and said,

Me: “Sorry, I shouldn’t have smoked just now. This is so embarrassing, my breath must stink like hell”
Liz: “No actually I couldn’t smell any tobacco… Maybe I was too engrossed, and sometimes a little whiff of tobacco smells really macho”, she smiles.
Me: “Shall we go somewhere else? Are you hungry?”

Turned out she was already hungry and we decided where to eat next – she wanted to bring me to one of the oldest and most traditional noodle places on Hong Kong island – 九記牛腩！ I had been there previously but that was a few years ago and I sure as hell missed the succulently marinated beef tendons and stomach. For brothers who do not know where and why this place is so famous, it is because they have been around for decades and it is said that even the Governor General frequents this place. We ate heartily and the waiters kept looking in our direction, wondering why we were so at ease, with no pretense even though Liz looked too impeccably dressed to be eating at a rundown place like that. I wasn’t too shabby looking myself, and plus with Liz’s car parked a couple spaces outside the little shop, we looked rather out of place. Nonetheless, the beef brisket was superb and we washed it down with Cream soda, in a traditional bottle packaging.

Liz: “What’s next? Anything else you would like to do?”
Me: “Hmmm… any suggestions? Are you tired? You need a rest?”
Liz: “Mmmmmmm… a rest sounds good but shouldn’t we work off some of the beef brisket?”
Me: “Er… Are you suggesting… ?”
Liz: “ Of course! Let’s go!”

She laughs and gives me a playful wink.

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 02:17 AM

We get back into the car and very soon, we were frolicking on the beach, in the setting sunset at Repulse Bay, feeling the warm sand in between our toes, holding hands as we strolled slowly along the beautiful beach. The feeling was indescribable, and I didn’t want it to end. Suddenly,

“RINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG~~~~~!!!”

I looked at my phone and it said, “XXXX calling” ←Insert wife’s name here

I answered, and it was my wife, asking how I was, and if I had eaten dinner? I had to tell her I was out with my colleagues and briefly chatted with her about how hectiv work had been, and how nice it was to be able to enjoy a weekend of pure relaxation. I told my wife the truth about everything I had done, with of course the exception of Liz’s existence. My wife had always trusted me, and after chatting for a couple minutes, we hung up.

I turned around to look for Liz and found that she had continued walking ahead of me. I caught up with her and held her hand, and when I looked into her eyes, I could swear I saw a look of sadness in her eyes.

Me: “Sorry, that was my wife, she called to see if I had dinner”
Liz: “Its alright, you already told me about her, and its only natural that a woman will call her husband when he’s not by her side”

She gave me a weak smile, but I could tell that the entire atmosphere was different now. It seemed like we were jolted back into reality by that short and simple phone call. We walked back slowly to the car, and by then it was almost dusk. I couldn’t bear to let her go home with that unhappy look on her face, so I decided to cheer her up.

Me: “Would I have the pleasure of buying you a drink tonight?”
Liz (cheering up immediately): “I’m always game for a drink!”
Me: “You’re always hanging out on Hong Kong island, why don’t I bring you to somewhere different?”
Liz: “Sure! I love surprises!”

Cutting through the mountains, I made my way towards the Cross-Harbour Tunnel that links Hong Kong Island to Kowloon, and very soon we found ourselves at Tsim Sha Tsui. I hunted around for a parking lot and 5 minutes later, we were sitting at a cozy oyster bar at Knutsford Terrace, sipping white wine. The live band was playing a soft jazzy number and the atmosphere was perfect.

By about midnight, we were already almost finishing our fourth bottle and I was getting a little buzz. Okay, may be not just a little but I’m a very normal guy and I will always say that I’m perfectly fine even when I’m on the verge of being drunk. Liz, on the other hand, was perfectly sober. She had a very high tolerance for alcohol and the wine was not taking too much of an effect on her. I called for the bill and we left. I asked Liz if she was high and if she wasn’t, could she drive? She replied that she was perfectly alright and she could definitely drive. She took over the keys from me and I plunked myself into the passenger seat and closed my eyes.

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 02:27 AM

Back at the Hotel
When I came to, we were pulled up at my hotel porch. Liz got out from the driver’s seat and helped me get out of the car. Luckily, it was an SUV and it sure was a lot easier to exit, otherwise I think she wouldn’t have managed to get me out. ☺ The valet took over the car and we proceeded to the lift lobby. I inserted my card into the card reader and seconds later, the lift pulled to a stop at the 56th storey. Liz half supported me and helped me towards my room. I had some difficulty inserting my card into the card slot and she took over that from me, and helped me into my room.

I staggered towards the bed, and in my semi stupor, dropped face down onto it as soon as it was close enough. Liz went into the washroom and returned with a wet face towel, and helped me wipe my face with the hot towel. It felt really good and suddenly I was very aware of this exquisitely beautiful woman in my room, helping me wipe my face. I pulled her towards me, and held her face with both my hands, holding her just inches from my face. She sat down by the edge of the bed and looked at my eyes intently; I could see the tenderness in her eyes and it was just too irresistible.

I reached for the remote, hit the play button of the multi media player and soon smooth jazzy tunes began to fill the room, emitting a romantic, sexy atmosphere.

I leaned forward, and I felt her soft lips for the second time. Note, we had held hands and hugged the entire day but we had not kissed each other the entire day no matter how unbearable it was to keep my lips away from hers. Her lips were soft and silky like tulip petals and they were simply too delicious to leave alone. I nibbled on them slowly, teasing her. She offered me her tongue but I didn’t want to accept it (yet), not just yet… when I was satisfied with the nibbling, I slowly circled her lips with my tongue, wetting her lips just enough to see her full glistening lips shine in the bedside light. She gave a soft moan and pressed her eyes tightly shut. That was so incredibly sexy, like she was in ecstasy and pain at the exact same time. My hands caressed her back and ravished in her silky hair. I pulled the hair clip that held her hair in place and her hair fell in one soft motion, emitting a wonderful fragrance like nothing I had ever smelt. (Of course after the heat of the moment, I do realize that that can be easily replicated by using the exact same Keratase shampoo and conditioner that Liz uses ☺)

I pulled her closer to me and laid her down gently onto the king-sized bed. The vulnerable look in her eyes told me that she was mine for the taking, and nothing could tear us apart, at least not for tonight. We kissed again, this time with more passion than the last, and I could hear a soft sexy moan escaping from her throat. I stroked the nape of her neck and my fingers lingered around her ear lobes. I turned her face around and started giving her little kisses on her neck, alternating between kissing and blowing gently till I reached her left ear. I nuzzled against her ear and she gave out a loud moan. I saw that as my cue to go on to her right ear, my lips traveled below her left jaw line, and I stayed a little longer than expected at her lips, giving her little gentle bites before I began roaming towards her right ear. Her breathing was noticeably heavier now and her breaths became shorter and more erratic. Her hands started moving, first from holding my head, down to my chest and gripped my forearms. It was as if she was afraid, afraid I might stop the delicious sensations that she was feeling. I took the cue again to move down to the cute little buttons of her polo shirt, unbutton each one as I continued my gentle administrations on her neck.

When all the buttons were undone, I slipped the polo shirt over her head, and I was greeted by a fantastic figure, she was very fair, ivory colored 34C breasts heaved up and down with her heavy breathing as she laid before me. Her bra was a magnificent pink color, almost virginal looking, with tiny delicate roses adorning the edge of her bra and bra straps. The cups were incredibly smooth, silk-like and looked like they were made of satin. Next, I unbuttoned the top of her slacks, and slowly slide them past her shapely hips.

“Holy Jesus, beautiful perfectly matching panties!”, I thought to myself. I pulled the slacks off her ankles and admired her perfectly toned body. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on her body and she looked absolutely like a goddess in front of me. For a moment, I wanted to literally worship her perfectly sculptured body. Her underwear was not overtly sexy no sleazy, it was just the perfect balance of feminine beauty and elegance. She looked at me intensely, but she didn’t say a word. Instead, she started to slowly unbutton my polo shirt and my pants. She was very tender but there was a animalistic look in her eyes. Not wanting to look silly, I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my sock. (Yeah if you don’t know how silly that looks, try standing in front of the mirror with just your socks) Very soon, I was lying next to her in my boxers, with a very obvious tent sticking out at her.

She gave a little smile and pointed at my tent, “Is that a gun or are you just happy to see me?”

I retorted by unsnapping her bra, it was a front clasp and with my college experience, it came undone immediately under my fingers, allowing her nipples to come into contact with the cold air in the room. Her nipples were just the right size, neither too big nor small. (I hate huge nipples and even bigger areolas) They were standing erected and she gasped slightly at the sudden cold. I used my hands to slowly massage her breasts, kneading them slowly but firmly, with just the right amount pressure. She moaned again and closed her eyes, enjoying my attention to her beautiful peaks.

“Three Peaks in a day, how about that, eh?” I couldn’t resist commenting ☺ She blushed slightly and gave a little smile. “Maybe we will see peaks of a more poetic kind tonight!” I winked at her.

Next I circled her breasts, kissing them all over, taking special care to avoid her nipples. I carried this on for a good minute, till she initiated by purposefully pushing her nipples in my direction. I avoided them again and I could tell she was becoming impatient. I stopped my administrations and waited. She opened her eyes suddenly and she hit me gently on the arm,

“Baby, stop teasing me!”

I resumed my attention on her breasts, but this time, I was more aggressive. I sucked in her left nipple, drawing a sharp inhalation of breath from her, following by a loud and long moan from her lips. I continued on, alternating between the left and the right nipple, watching her grimace with pain and pleasure. Satisfied with the attack on her breasts, I slowly moved my focus to her lower body. I slowly kissed my way down her flat ivory stomach, marveling at her cute little belly button, leaving a trail of sliver as I moved slowly towards my goal. Her panties were also tastefully decorated with the little roses, with the cutest little bow at the top of the panty, just below the belly button. My finger moved ahead of my lips, and slowly caressed her inner thighs, drawing a soft gasp from her lips. I could see a smudge of wetness where her pussy was, and upon further investigation from my middle finger, I was greeted by a broken dam. She was very wet. Her pubic region was neatly trimmed, revealing only a narrow line of pubic hair about 4 inches long and 1 inch wide. It looked clean and very very delicious. I couldn’t wait to taste her but I restrained myself. Wanting to tease her further, I used my teeth to slowly pull her panties down to her ankles, taking a moment to admire her smooth slim ankles as her panties slide past them. Moving back up, I took my first whiff of her pussy (Most brothers would think that after an entire day of sightseeing, it probably wouldn’t smell like roses, but the truth is – it didn’t smell bad, and trust me when I say it doesn’t smell bad cos I’m extremely anal when it comes to body odors). I slowly applied my tongue, and gently allowed my tongue to just have contact with her feminine crack. As I withdrew my tongue, I swear a line of her juice trailed from her crack, stuck on my tongue. She tasted heavenly. I slowly circled her clitoris, again taking care not to apply direct stimulation but limited to just her pussy lips. Liz was moaning like a bitch in heat now. Every time I went near her clit, she would tremble slightly and involuntarily move her pussy towards my face.

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 02:28 AM

She suddenly made a wild grab for my dick and tore my boxer buttons by accident and her fingers somehow found the opening in my boxers. She grasped my dick in her hands and began to attempt to pull down my boxers while her hands were still in the boxer opening. She was frantically massaging the head of my dick and boy was I hard. I helped her by pulling my boxers off and suddenly I was very conscious of myself. It was all very well that she smelt really fresh (I found out later that she used wet tissues every time she went to the loo) but I wasn’t feeling so confident of myself. It took an incredible amount of willpower for me to tear myself away from her and ran into the washroom, slapped on a generous amount of shower foam and quickly made sure that all parts and crevices of my dick were properly washed. Within one minute, I was out of the washroom, she was waiting outside the door for me. Once I emerged from the washroom, she got down on her knees and took my dick into her mouth. It felt warm and slippery and she was trying very hard to please me. She tried taking my very average sized dick into her mouth as far as it would but she gagged slightly once it hit her gag reflex.

“Slowly my dear, we have all the time in the world”, I told her as I slowly brought her back up and led her to the waiting bed.

Once back onto the bed, I had my second panic attack of the night - PROTECTION!!! I realized I didn’t plan on this happening and I didn’t have any on me!!! I picked up the phone and called the concierge,

“Hi, good evening, may I speak to the manager on duty please? Yes, hello Jack, I need a favor from you. (In a softer tone) Err… may I have some condoms sent to my room please? Thank you so much!”

Liz laughed and I tried to retaliate by trying to tickle her under the sheets, while kissing her at the same time. We wrestled around for a good 2 minutes till we heard a soft knock on the door. I grabbed a robe and my wallet from the closet and opened the door just a crack.

“Sorry to bother you, sir. I have a delivery for you.” The bellboy passed me a little envelope and I gave him a HKD$100 bill as a tip, “Thank you very much, you are a life-saver!”

I tore open the envelope and within seconds, I had a condom on and I was raring to go. (At my age, it was actually rather amazing that I didn’t lose my erection while dealing with the bellboy!) I mounted Liz and slowly positioned my dick at the entrance to her softest, most vulnerable spot. I looked deep into her eyes and I could see the wanting in her eyes. Her pussy was literally dripping with love juice and her moving hips were the absolute testament to her state of arousal. I pushed slightly, not wanting to be too rough on this perfect work of art, but to my surprise, she pushed back with twice my strength. I slid into her effortlessly and very soon, we were rocking slowly to a momentum that felt as if we had known each other several lifetimes. After a good 10 minutes of being in the missionary position, we switched to having Liz on top. She rocked back and forth, moaning sexily and wantonly, holding my hands to her breasts, indicating that she wanted me to stimulate her breasts. I obliged by massaging them in a firm circular motion. We kept up to this position for a good 15 minutes before Liz suddenly shuddered and held still for a good minute, gripping my dick in her pussy with a tight lock. She had cummed and she collapsed onto me as she fought to recompose herself, getting herself ready for her next orgasm. We changed to doggie next, and this time, instead of massaging her breasts, I used my right middle finger to massage her clit. She was really out of control now, she moaned loudly and I swear I could see tears welling up in her eyes. She turned her body and looked back at me holding onto her hips and piling into her,

“AHhhhhhhhhh… It feels really good! Leo, you are such a good lover! Ughhhhhhhhh… I’m going to cum again!!”

I felt that familiar old feeling in my scrotum and knew I was close. I had held off for as long as I could, but between Liz’s sexy moaning and her wanton look as she turned her head to look at me, I knew the end was imminent.

“Baby, I’m gonna cum… are you ready for me to cum… I want you to cum with me… baby…”

Upon hearing this, Liz sped up her pace and started really pushing backwards, allowing her ass to hit back at my dick with great force, causing her wonderful globs of perfectly sculptured fleshy ass to vibrate like waves. She moaned so loud that I was really wondering what the guests next door would think, were we just fucking in here or were we practicing some cult ritual of killing sheep? I too, quickened my pace and started to pile into her with all my strength.

“Give it to me Leo! Ughhhhh… You fuck me so well….. I’m going to die from this!! I’m going to cum… I’m going to cummmmmmm… AHHHHHHHHHHhhhHHHHHH!!!!!”

I felt her pussy contractions and that sparked off my own orgasm. I pumped into her hard and fast as I filled the condom with the fruits of our labor. Since I had not had any action for more than a month and I did not have the habit of DIY, I had stored a considerable load of sperm. I filled up the condom reservoir with my sperm and when I was done, I withdrew from Liz and she pulled the condom off for me.

Liz: “Wow… that was amazing and this isn’t too shabby too… I have never seen so much cum in a condom…”
Me: “I haven’t had any action for a more than a month now, so I guess that’s just the tip of the iceberg!”
Liz: “Iceberg? Hmmm… I like ice cream, does that count?”

Liz knotted up the condom and with a mischievous look in her eyes, knelt in front of me and proceeded to lick me clean, savoring the remnants of my cum on my dick. Wow, even my wife didn’t do that for me, don’t get me wrong - we have great sex, but nothing compared to this. Maybe it was the stress of having to work long hours for the past month, or maybe it was the buildup of attraction since the night before, but it had been a while since I had felt so satisfied. I went into the washroom to clean up and when I was done, I plonked down on the bed and Liz took her turn in the washroom.

“Will you stay for the night baby?”, I asked Liz.
“Do you want me to? Is it convenient?”, came her casual reply from the washroom.
“Yes of course, I want you to stay baby...”, I asked again.
“Sure!”

When she was done cleaning up, she smelt as fresh as when I met her that morning. (How does she do that???!!??) We settled down in bed and we assumed the spooning position, as it was the most comfortable for the both of us. Between whispering sweet nothings and giving each other gentle kisses, we both drifted slowly into slumber land.

nelson55

24-10-2010, 07:42 AM

Wahhhhhh. Good job, bro. Writing skills damn power. Keep going! You've got talent, man! :D:D:D

machoman

24-10-2010, 08:54 AM

Sight Seeing
Suddenly there was an awkward silence, and time just stood still as we looked into each other’s eyes. Liz’s eyes had the most vulnerable and tender look that I had ever seen in any woman. It was as if I could look right into her soul just by staring at those eyes. I leaned forward and I had just the most irresistible urge to kiss those tender lips. Knowing what I was intending to do, Liz closed her eyes and prepared herself for my gentle assault on her soft tender lips. Not wanting to be too aggressive, I had intended it to be a dry kiss, and that was all there was. There was no tongue on tongue action and I didn’t want to scare Liz by pushing my luck. To my surprise, she offered her tongue to me and for the first time, I tasted Liz. Her breath was indescribable. I suddenly wished I did not just smoke a cigarette 20 minutes ago and wondered how horrible my breath must have smelt. Liz was not a smoker and judging from her pearly white teeth, she must practice good dental hygiene. My hands now moved upwards, back up to the small of her back, caressing her shoulder blades and for the first time, I realized just how small of a frame Liz had. I stopped at her hair, held her head in my hands and slowly stroked her long luxurious hair, taking in deep breaths of her deliciously intoxicating shampoo. I was totally intoxicated by her. I broke away from the kiss and said,

No doubt about it, my gut instincts were correct when I came across your story. I like the above passage.

You are indeed a brilliant writer, one of the best in this forum. :)

Kudos for the superb detailed description of the sexual conquest of your "drinking companion". :rolleyes:

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 12:01 PM

No doubt about it, my gut instincts were correct when I came across your story. I like the above passage.

You are indeed a brilliant writer, one of the best in this forum. :)

Kudos for the superb detailed description of the sexual conquest of your "drinking companion". :rolleyes:

machoman, you are too generous with your praises. I have read many other works in SBF, and I feel that there are just too many good writers in here. However since this is the first time I am attempting to pen down an experience, I am just hoping that the response will be good, as testament of my writing skills.

But sadly, after more than 3000 views I still do not have the kind of response or feedback from the other brothers and sisters. I do not mean just in the form of reputation points, but as any story teller would probably know, having people acknowledging your work is the most important inspiration of all. It is akin to having your paintings hung onto the walls of a gallery that nobody visits :(:o

Can somebody tell me what am I lacking in my writing style?

issaac72

24-10-2010, 01:58 PM

I like you writing style very much. the description and flow of the tale is much like a novel.

In SBF there are many that best said to be short stories. Alittle intro and mostly about the act.

Keep up the good work. well done.

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 03:03 PM

thomas88

24-10-2010, 04:02 PM

Very good story and writing style......Well done

Will reward you once I regain my power. :p

Keep the flame burning, bro :D

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 05:53 PM

Very good story and writing style......Well done

Will reward you once I regain my power. :p

Keep the flame burning, bro :D

Hahaha... Keeping the flame burning is easier said than done bro... this is the first time I'm writing a story and its even harder than writing essays in school... most essays only need to be less than 3000 words and double spaced... and best part is you can plagiarize bits and pieces or furnish quotes... this is different and taking a lot of time!!!

I feel a heavy burden on me to complete the story otherwise it will just leave you guys hanging in limbo!

Thanks for the encouragement!

machoman

24-10-2010, 10:43 PM

machoman, you are too generous with your praises. I have read many other works in SBF, and I feel that there are just too many good writers in here. However since this is the first time I am attempting to pen down an experience, I am just hoping that the response will be good, as testament of my writing skills.

But sadly, after more than 3000 views I still do not have the kind of response or feedback from the other brothers and sisters. I do not mean just in the form of reputation points, but as any story teller would probably know, having people acknowledging your work is the most important inspiration of all. It is akin to having your paintings hung onto the walls of a gallery that nobody visits :(:o

Can somebody tell me what am I lacking in my writing style?

Nope bro YE, I definitely know what I'm talking about. I seldom praise story writers unless I feel that they deserve it.

I also definitely know how you feel & oftentimes, it feels kind of lonely as from my own experience, there will be more silent viewers than the ones that are vocal although like you, I also wish that more viewers will write some feedback to the writers to encourage them or offer some comments on the story. As you can see from my siggy, I have also written a few stories.

As far as I am concerned, there is nothing wrong with your wonderful writing style but as the saying goes, "Different strokes for different folks."

No worries, bro. I am confident that those that really appreciate your fine will writing will come in to support your story, sooner or later. :)

In the meantime, do keep up the good work. :D

BT8888

24-10-2010, 11:08 PM

Nice! Keep up the good work.
Camping for more. :)

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 11:50 PM

Nope bro YE, I definitely know what I'm talking about. I seldom praise story writers unless I feel that they deserve it.

I also definitely know how you feel & oftentimes, it feels kind of lonely as from my own experience, there will be more silent viewers than the ones that are vocal although like you, I also wish that more viewers will write some feedback to the writers to encourage them or offer some comments on the story. As you can see from my siggy, I have also written a few stories.

As far as I am concerned, there is nothing wrong with your wonderful writing style but as the saying goes, "Different strokes for different folks."

No worries, bro. I am confident that those that really appreciate your fine will writing will come in to support your story, sooner or later. :)

In the meantime, do keep up the good work. :D

@machoman, yes I see you have written quite a bit yourself, and I have clear memories of reading your stories, albeit as an unregistered guest.

It is tough to post something and receive no response because, we are after all, human and have a need to feel that we are being accepted. I will do my best to complete the experience as I see more and more people are coming to view my humble thread, some of whom I have benefited from by reading their works.

YourExcellency

24-10-2010, 11:54 PM

Nice! Keep up the good work.
Camping for more. :)

@BT: another one of my favorite writers!! I have read your stories and benefitted from you. :p

Thank you!!:D

YourExcellency

25-10-2010, 12:02 AM

The Morning After
The next morning, I woke up with a huge hardon and a mouth that was attempting to devour my dick. I opened my sleepy eyes and before I could even see how late it was, I was aware of a hungry pair of lips encircling the head of my penis. Liz was under the sheets and I couldn’t see her at all. I pulled the sheets away and there she was, as bare as a , with her long sexy hair all mussed up and wearing a sexy smile as she said, “Good morning, hunk” with my penis in her mouth. She continued sucking on the head, while alternating using her hands to rub the shaft, and cupping my balls gently. (You know that feeling of cupping but not really fully cupping?) God, it was a fantastic feeling to wake up to a blowjob! I had had a good night's rest and my penis was all charged up, ready to go! (God bless morning wood!) I pulled her up and pulled her into a sixty-nine, taking in her wonderful womanly scent and proceeded to attack her click. This time there was no teasing, there was just an animalistic desire to fulfill her needs, and mine. After a good 10 minutes of making love to each other using our mouths, we were both getting jawlocked. I moved away from the middle, grabbed a condom from the side table, rolled on the condom faster than you could say “BOO”, and sat at the edge of the bed, pulled her towards me. Knowing instinctively what I wanted, she positioned herself so that she was straddling me, with both her long slender legs on either side of my body and slowly began to ease herself down on my dick.

“Ahhh…… I feel so good with you inside... i feel so complete, like after a satisfying meal of my favorite food.... I can feel your head pushing into me... AHHHHHHHHHHH......”, damn… I could listen to that on repeat all day long… it was like music to my ears.

Once I had fully penetrated her, she started to move, she rocked herself, first slowly then quadrupling in speed as her moans got louder and closer in rhythm, she let out a loud moan and shuddered while holding on to me tightly. Man, this woman could really send out signals when she orgasms. Unable to hold on anymore, I allowed myself to cum too, I ejaculated into the condom, I think I must have spurted at least 5 times… Exhausted, we laid down on the bed, trying to catch our breath. Even thought I estimated our last love making session to be no more than 10 minutes of hard pumping action, it was intense and we were both out of breath. I hugged her tightly as we rested and I could still feel her body shuddering softly. (Any brothers tried a shuddering woman? They can keep shuddering even minutes after the love making has ended!)

After a good 5 minutes of silent hugging, she looked at me dreamily in the eyes and said, “Baby, that was amazing. I haven’t had sex for a while now and that totally blew my socks away!” (OK she didn’t exactly say that but something to that effect☺)

We rested for a another 15 minutes before we both hopped into the shower together and soaped each other up. No, we didn’t have any shower sex (we’re not 18 nor 22), but we made sure we both cleaned ourselves up before getting dressed in the hotel’s bathrobes. I was aware that she didn’t have any clothes to change into but she already had a solution. ;)

YourExcellency

25-10-2010, 12:15 AM

A day in Saikung
We drove towards the east of Hong Kong - Saikung where there are many wonderful and beautiful sights, both for tourist and locals. We took almost 45 minutes to get there, which is rather far by Hong Kong standards. We parked the car and slowly walked towards the seaside. I had been to Saikung previously, but it was always with either my colleagues or suppliers, neither before with such a ravishing beauty hooked onto my arm.

We strolled along the jetty, taking in the scenery of the sea and the fishermen who sold their seafood off their sampan powerboats. We were like a couple in love, and many people who passed us by turned back to look at the beautiful woman I was with. When the sun began to set, we strolled towards one of the seafood restaurants facing the sea, I forgot the name of the restaurant but it was one that Liz liked going to and took a small table. We started with some light beer and ordered geoduck (象拔蚌 Liz’s favorite seafood), boiled shrimp (白酌蝦), crayfish, steamed fish and some vegetables. The food was not bad and very fresh. The price was a little more than what you would pay in Singapore, but the important thing was we enjoyed ourselves tremendously. We laughed and joked throughout the dinner and when we were done, we held hands as we walked slowly along the jetty again, heading back to the car.

However, once we were back in the car, there was an awkward silence as I drove back to Hong Kong Island. I could sense that she was not happy, and neither was I. The following day was Monday, and I would have to get back to work. I wondered if she would want to stay with me that night or if he even had to go to work the next day. When we got to the hotel, I stopped outside before pulling up to the hotel porch.

“I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did”, I said as I held her hand.

“Yes, of course I did, but its just unfortunate tomorrow is Monday, otherwise we could have another drink”

“Actually, did you want to?”, I quizzed her.

“I just cant bear to let the weekend end”, Liz replied softly looking deep into my eyes.

That did it. Without answering her, I stepped on the gas and pulled up to the hotel porch, opened the door and beckoned to the parking jockey. I went over to Liz’s side, opened her door and pulled her out of the car and soon we were in the lift, heading towards my room.

Once in the lift, we were locked in a frenzied passionate wet kiss. We explored each other’s oral orifices and tasted each other, each trying to outdo the other by going deeper. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the CCCTV at the top of the lift, but I couldn’t care less. Hell, I couldn’t even give two hoots if the whole world was watching me on satellite TV, it was like Liz had unleashed the exhibitionist in me.

“Ting~~~~! Fifty Sixth storey…”. We had arrived on my floor. Still locked in a kiss, we exited the lift, stumbling along as we made our way to my room, located 4 doors away from the lift lobby. I fumbled in my pocket for my card and hurriedly jammed it into the card reader and pushed into the room. In our haste, we stumbled and almost fell onto the floor. That caused us both to start laughing.

“It’s been a while since that has happened to me. I don't know what has come over me, I feel like I'm 20 and still discovering myself!”, Liz said blushingly.
“Yeah, I feel the same way. I've not been so crazy for at least the past 10-20 years! You’re like poison to me, I’m all intoxicated by your aura of sexiness too”, I replied.

YourExcellency

25-10-2010, 12:34 AM

We clambered onto the bed, still fully clothed, mouths once again interlocked. This time it was hungry as ever. We tore at each other’s clothes, I first pulled Liz’s jacket and top off, exposing her beautiful bra and tugged at her pants impatiently. Soon, they were off her ankles and there she was, in just her beautiful sexy underwear, sprawled out on the bed for my private viewing pleasure. I was aware that this was the second time I was seeing this underwear set, but it was so gorgeous that I wouldn’t have minded seeing it for a month straight! Yes, it was that delicious looking! I attacked the nape of her neck, and slowly licked my way to her earlobes, re-tracing my path from the night before. She murmured in pleasure and made up for lost time by taking off my clothes. Soon I was standing in front of her in my boxers, with a very very imminent tent sticking out at her.

“Is that thing going to be dangerous?” she asked playfully before getting down on all fours. She released my dick from my boxers, allowing it to just stick out of the pee-hole, and started licking on my shaft with gusto.

“Baby, can I go wash up a little first?” I was painfully conscious that we had been out the entire day and I didn’t want this goddess choking on the remnants of pee on my dick.

“Yeah maybe that would be a good idea, and plus maybe you can return the favor” she laughed shyly.

We held hands as we walked to the shower and went into the shower cubicle together. I turned on the shower head and started soaping her up with the shower foam. I paid extra attention to her wonderful globes of flesh, marveling at how firm they were and how full they felt in my hands. She was no idler, she took a glob of shower foam and started massaging it into my uncircumcised dick, working it under my foreskin and my pubic hair. (Did I mention that I trimmed my pubic hair? Its just more attractive looking and cleaner, my wife says so ☺) Next we washed each other’s back and finally, we were done.
I stepped out of the shower and took a thick oversized towel from the towel rack and gently dried her gorgeous body. She did the same for me and when we were both dry, I picked her up and carried her to the bed, naked.

“Now, where did we stop?” I teased her. “Oh I was on my back and you were doing something incredibly wonderful to me!”

She laughed and obediently resumed her former position. Soon I was on my back, enjoying the sweet administrations she was performing on my dick. I could not stop myself from moaning and between my low hoarse moans and her slurping and popping sounds, the room was filled with the orchestrated melodies of our pleasure.

I pulled her around and got her into a 69. She understood immediately and sat on my face, positioning her pussy right in front of my face. I could smell a fusion of the shower foam and her womanly scent. I took a deep whiff and I was in heaven. We ate each other fervently, hungry for each other’s juices and that was all we could think about at that point. She was literally dripping, either from my saliva or from her vaginal secretions, and I took it all in, sucking and slurping like a man on a desert, desperate for liquid to stay alive. My dick was also coated with her saliva, and glistened in the dim light emitting from the washroom. Suddenly she shuddered, and I knew she had reached her peak. A low growl escaped from her lips and she arched her back, staying still for a good 10 seconds.

“AHHHHHHH… OOooOOooOOoohhh… you lick me so well, yeah…. YEAHHHH… yes, right there baby…. Yes you got it…. Taste me... I want you to eat me all night.... Harder pleeeeeasseeeee….. ARGHHHHHHHhhhhhHHHH!!!!!”

I turned her around again, and held her, feeling tiny shudders from her as her orgasm subsided slowly. I looked at her and saw a red glow, radiance from her cheeks. Her cheeks were warm to the touch. Without saying a word, I pulled out a condom from the side table, capped myself and positioned myself in the missionary position and slowly penetrated her deepest recesses. She moaned softly again and soon, we were rocking again in unison. We built up a rhythm that was like we were lovers in a previous life, moaning together while our mouths were exploring each other’s.

After a good 5 minutes of slow deliberate pumping, we were both ready for something else. She got on top of me and slowly inserted my dick into herself. She started with a slow tempo, trying to get herself accustomed to the rhythm, but after a few minutes, she got impatient. I could feel myself getting close to ejaculation and so was she. She was getting increasingly wet and I could feel our groins getting wet and sticky with her juices. She moved quicker, gyrating while maintaining a cowgirl position.

“Liz… baby…. I’m close… are you?”

She nodded and increased her tempo, moaning louder.

“Urghhh….. Ahhhhhh…. Leo… You make me feel so good…. I’m going to cummm soon if your dick keeps hitting me there….. Ahhhhh…….”

Not wanting the night to end so soon, I stopped my pumping. I withdrew from her pussy and she had a confused and frustrated look on her face.

“Huh?”, she was puzzled.
“Hang on baby, I don’t want this to end yet” I reassured her.

I picked her up and brought her near the window. It was one of those bay full length glass windows, completely covered with curtains extending from the ceiling to the floor. I drew the curtains and positions Liz so that she was facing the horizon, the beautiful Kowloon skyline. Instinctively she knew what I wanted, she bent her knees slightly and leaned forward, putting her weight onto the window. Diagonally, there ws another hotel nearby and from the look of the lights, many of the guests were back in their rooms.

I positioned myself behind her and slowly penetrated her with just the tip of my penis, in a standing doggie style.

“OOooOOooh... baby… you’re so kinky… you want to show the whole world how well you are fucking me? Let’s show it to them… lets show them how its done… Fuck me hard… fuck me… fuck me… Don’t stop till I cum… I want to cum for you” she was so high that she was starting to slur her speech.

I rammed all the way in, eliciting a high-pitched shriek from her. Once I was all the way in, I started ramming her as hard and fast as I could. She was completely lost in her pleasure, concentrating only on the erotic sensations that was consuming her very being, eating into her soul. I kept up the ramming for a good 5 minutes before I could tell from her dirty talk that she was close to coming for the second time that night.

As I felt her pussy muscles contracting on my dick, it was like she was trying to milk me for every drop of my cum. She finally let out a loud groan and shuddered, triggering the start of my own orgasm. She felt me tightening my dick and quickly pulled away from me, pulling off my condom and started sucking on my dick for all she was worth.

“Mmmmmm…. Cum for me baby…. Mmmmmmm…..”

I ejaculated into her hungry mouth. Spurt after spurt of hot angry cum spewed from my dick into her waiting mouth till I was completely spent. She finished by licking my dick clean and opened her mouth to show me a tongue coated full of my cum. She made a deliberate swallowing motion and showed me that she had swallowed my cum. Holy Jesus!! She licked her lips and moved up to give me a kiss. Normally I would never want to kiss a woman right after cumming in her mouth, but in Liz’s case, it just felt like the perfect finale to a orchestral marathon.

We laid there, not moving, in a spooning position until we both dozed off, exhausted from the day’s activities and the night exercise.

machoman

25-10-2010, 01:05 AM

We laid there, not moving, in a spooning position until we both dozed off, exhausted from the day’s activities and the night exercise.

And I laid in my bed, not moving, exhausted from watching two exhibitionist lovers engaging in wild, frenzied sex and about to doze off to have a wet dream. :)

Thanks for the most enjoyable show, L & L (Leo & Liz). :D

Looking forward to more sexciting episodes.

ktvking

25-10-2010, 01:25 AM

YourExcellency

25-10-2010, 01:34 AM

And I laid in my bed, not moving, exhausted from watching two exhibitionist lovers engaging in wild, frenzied sex and about to doze off to have a wet dream. :)

Thanks for the most enjoyable show, L & L (Leo & Liz). :D

Looking forward to more sexciting episodes.

@machoman: hahahaa wish I was still capable of having a wet dream... those things dont come too easily to people my age :)

Stay tuned for more!

YourExcellency

25-10-2010, 01:37 AM

Gosh! Your thread and your writing style is simply the best that I have ever come across! The way you wrote, the way you described the details, the way you built up the story, the way you keep the momentum going ... jut perfect!

Seriously, this is the best thread I have come across in SBF so far! Please, keep it up! And thank you in advance!

@ktvking: that is high praise! other than keeping the momentum going in a story, I am good at keeping the momentum at a constant high at a ktv too :)

Your points have been received with the greatest gratitude. Thanks! If only I was appreciated by the other 4000 readers who have viewed this thread too hahaha:p

YourExcellency

25-10-2010, 01:48 AM

Morning #2
The next morning, I was awaken by my daily morning call. The phone rang loudly and in my slumber, I answered the phone and realized it was an automated call. I glanced over beside me, onto the other side of the king sized bed, and saw Liz, a gorgeous woman with her hair in a strangely attractive mess. (You know the out of bed look?) I leaned over and gave her a kiss on her forehead, aware of my morning breath.

“Good morning, babe” I smiled at her.
“Good morning… what time is it?” she asked.
“Its 8am, honey… I have to get to work… why don’t you sleep in and call me when you wake up?” I couldn’t bear to make her wake up so early and risk her having dark eye circles.
“OK, have a good day at work, I'll call you later” she went back to sleep again.

I washed up and got dressed in my usual suit and headed downstairs to have a quite bite. Before I left the room, I gave Liz another light kiss on the forehead, not wanting to disturb her and yet wanting to catch that wonderful whiff of her.

I was busy the entire day, running from conference room to conference room, meetings back to back. By lunch, I had already finished 3 meetings and I was feeling hungry. At exactly 1230hrs, my phone rang.

Liz: “Hey honey, how was your day so far?”
Me: “Pretty good! You awake?”
Liz: “Yes, I’ve been awake since 1000hrs! I didn’t want to disturb you at work so I waited till now before I decided to call you! I’m back home now, and wondering if you had lunch? Are you hungry? Wanna grab some lunch together?”
Me: “Sure! How about lunch at IFC? There’s a Crystal Jade Xiao Long Bao place there that I go sometimes, it’s on the 2nd floor, just above the Airport Express Station”
Liz: “OK, see you there in 10 minutes?”

I took a short walk over to IFC and got a table after a 5 minute wait. It was a busy restaurant and they served simple fare. Lunch was rather uneventful, we chatted and had a quick lunch. Liz had an appointment in the evening so we decided we would not see each other anymore that day.

After lunch, as I was walking back to the office, I was consumed with questions in my mind. What was I doing with Liz? Was I really attracted to her or was I just lonely? And how was this relationship (if you could call it one) supposed to end? What did Liz expect from me? She was a smart woman, a little too smart, and she was definitely an experienced one too. Even though we had many opportunities to talk, we never did talk about things that were too personal, instead we had many other common topics like banking, investments, travels, hobbies and others to fill up our time. I didn’t know much about her and I was starting to get worried about where this was leading to.

That night I stayed in my room and chatted with my wife. She was juggling between work and taking care of my son and luckily my mother in law was around to help out while my son was home with the maid. I felt guilty for what I had done, I had cheated behind my wife’s back. She assured that everything was fine at the homefront and that I should just focus on resolving my work issues. I was grateful to have such a wonderful wife. We spoke on the phone for a good 2 hours as she filled me up with news at home and her work. I switched my phone to silent for the entire night and turned in early.

I was very busy the entire week and it simply just breezed past. I kept in touch with Liz via SMS as I was back to my schedule of working till 10pm nightly again. Before I knew it, it was already Friday afternoon when I next heard from Liz.

Liz: “Hey workaholic! How is your day so far?”
Me: “Pretty good but my head is just about to explode! I’ve had so many sit-down meetings that I cannot bear to sit down on my butt without needing to stand up every 10 minutes!”
Liz: “Do you wanna have dinner tonight? I feel like Yung Kee!”
Me: “Yeah sure! I’ve been having the urge for roast goose for almost a week now too! Shall I see you there at 8pm?”
Liz: “OK! I will make reservations!”

I finished my work for the day earlier than usual to pick up a bouquet of flowers for Liz, and chose a bunch of beautiful white tiger lilies. While we were having oysters and wine at Knutsford Terrace, she had told me she liked lilies and I wanted to give her a nice surprise. By 1945hrs, I was strolling casually towards Yung Kee, situated just beside Lan Kwai Fong. For brothers who have not been there, its one of the most famous roast goose restaurants in Hong Kong. They have a long history and it’s a must-go if you are in Hong Kong. I walked up to the waitress and asked if there was a reservation for 8pm for Liz Cheng, but there wasn’t. I could see the reservations book was all full. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder.

Liz: “Hi! You’re early!”
Me: “Yeah I left a little earlier because I wanted to get you this”, I handed her the bouquet of flowers and gave her a peck on the cheek.
Liz: “Wow! My favorite flowers! Hmmm… you have a good memory!”

Liz, as usual was impeccably dressed. She had on a pastel pink top adorned with hand-sewn beading of a bird of paradise floral pattern teamed with a plain, tight white skirt. she changed her handbag this time, toting a white Birkin crocodile leather handbag. And she matched this perfectly with a pair of elegant 3 inch white heels. She looked hot hot hot!!! I was happy I had chosen the white lilies as they matched her outfit.

She walked up to the waitress and said the manager, Peter had already made reservations on her behalf. The waitress nodded and soon we were shown to our table. Surprisingly, this was not in the main restaurant itself, we had to go up an elevator, walk across a corridor and then up another elevator. When the elevator doors opened, I was surprised at the plush décor of the restaurant. Gone were the loud, noisy, bright colors of the old familiar Yung Kee that I knew. We had stepped into the fine dining section of Yung Kee, only accessible on Fridays if you had ‘connections’.

We had a good dinner, starting with their superb world famous century eggs, and then their succulent roast goose. As usual, the manager knew Liz, and came over to say hello to us.

Manager: “鄭小姐，你好！歡迎光臨！今晚的野滿意嗎？"
Liz: “幾好啊！我專程帶我的朋友來吃你們的燒鵝，這位系Leo, 陳生！”

I shook hands with the manager, and made some small talk. Soon, we were done with dinner, and I called for the bill. While walking out of the restaurant, Liz hooked her hand in mine, and I was aware that many people were looking at us. We got to the car jockey and when they aw us emerge from the restaurant, they asked “鄭小姐，系唔系衣家拿車啊？”

Liz nodded and asked me if I could please drive again.

I got into the drivers seat again and as I pulled slowly away from Yung Kee, I asked Liz what she felt like doing. She held me hand in hers and said she didn’t mind doing anything as long as she was with me. We were like lovebirds again. I looked at the time and it was already close to 2000hrs. What could we do on a Friday night?

Me: “How about catching a movie?”
Liz: “Sure! What movie would you like to see?”
Me: “Hmmmm… honestly, I don’t know… I’m usually not much of a movie person, why don’t we just try our luck?”
Liz: “Let’s go baby!”

How could anybody not love her for her spontaneity? I love women like that – the get up and go kind, no dilly-dallying around, waiting for the cows to come home, worrying about the unnecessary.

I drove towards 圓方 (Element) at Kowloon station and soon we were in line for movie tickets. It was a thriller movie with excellent reviews and we were both fans of movies with intricate plots. She went to the washroom while I bought some pop corn and drinks. The movie was very good, very well thought of plot and we both enjoyed it immensely. We held hands during the entire movie and she leaned her head on my shoulder. It almost felt like we were in love.

YourExcellency

25-10-2010, 01:50 AM

The Drive Home
By the time we walked out of the theatre hand in hand it was already about midnight. We got back into the car but Liz was exceptionally quiet. She just had a dreamy look in her eyes, with a just a hint of longing. When I settled into the driver’s seat, she leaned over and asked softly, “Would you like to come over to my place?”

I was stuck between a rock and hard place. I wanted to, but going to her place would mean taking this relationship up another notch. I was all right with sex in hotels but to have sex in somebody else’s place was something that I felt was bearing on a little too personal. But… she was so incredibly sexy and she was also very mysterious to me. I wanted to know more about her, even thought I knew that was one of the rules of engagement that should not be broken UNLESS you were open to inviting trouble. Finally, my little head overtook the thinking and before long, we were traveling in the Cross-Harbour Tunnel, crossing back into Hong Kong Island, towards Liz’s house.

Liz leaned over again and I felt her right hand sliding up my thigh, with her perfectly manicured fingernails scratching the thin fabric of my business pants. When she reached my scrotum, she gently squeezed my balls, causing my dick to wake up from his semi sleeping state. Upon Liz’s slow tantalizing squeezes, he began to show interest. He grew to his usual 5 ½ inch length and was protesting to be let free. I looked over at Liz and she gave me a mischievous smile, licking her lips slowly as she grasped the top of my zipper and slid the zip down.

Liz: “Hmmmmm… let’s see, what have we here? I think somebody is getting uncomfortable here… shall we let him have some fresh air?”

While looking at my expressions, she pulled him out of his confinement, and drew back the foreskin. Still looking at me, she lowered her head down to him and used her tongue to swirl around the head of my penis. Her warm slippery mouth felt like heaven to me. I leaned back and adjusted my sitting posture, keeping my eyes on the road. It was good that the tunnel was only 2 lane wide, and there were no other SUVs or trucks or worse, buses beside us. I was having a wonderful blowjob and the driver in the car beside me, a 20+ year old guy with a hot chick sitting beside him didn’t know any better. The fact that there was a jam in the Tunnel sure made it easier for me. I closed my eyes to enjoy the deliberate administrations Liz was performing on me and concentrated on the sensations emaciating from my groin.

After several minutes of concentrating on my pleasure, I could feel my sperm start to boil. I let out a gasp to warn Liz, and I erupted into her waiting hungry mouth.

Liz: “Ooooh… Hmmmmm…. dessert…” as she swallowed it all up and licked her lips in satisfaction.

Smiling happily, she cleaned and zipped me up and we were on our way, listening to Nora Jones’ “Don’t Know Why” playing from the Bose system.

We crossed the tunnel pulled out of the jam, and had arrived at Liz’s house. She opened the automatic gate and I pulled into the garage. There was another 3 cars in the garage, a metallic silver S500, a yellow Porsche 911 Turbo and a Toyota Alphard minivan. All the cars bore plates with LC88, LC888 and CL88. It was so typical in Hong Kong.

die.cockstand

25-10-2010, 03:34 AM

machoman

25-10-2010, 10:30 AM

@machoman: hahahaa wish I was still capable of having a wet dream... those things dont come too easily to people my age :)

Stay tuned for more!

Just joking, I'm not young anymore either. :D

Thanks for the beautifully written updates, bro YE.

Congrats, bro...noticed that your points have increased & the thread has a 5 stars excellent rating. :)

eeemen

25-10-2010, 11:04 AM

Another late camper here :D, cheers .............................

YourExcellency

25-10-2010, 11:58 AM

Dear YE,

I've just spent 45 mins reading your story and the best compliment I could offer: I'll pay to buy a book "pen" by YOU!!!

Thanks for sharing and appreciates the countless hours you've spent writing such a well structured and erotic story.

You could well be spending time doing what you enjoy but you choose to benefit bro here by sacrificing your precious time to "pen" your story with us.

THANK YOU :)

I have been a 'taker' in this forum for the past 10+ years... and this is the first time i am registering to post something, time to 'give' back to the kind bros here who have spent even more time than me writing their wonderful works!

is this well structure? well it is more in a chronological order for me... maybe thats why it feels 'realistic', cos it is! :p

YourExcellency

25-10-2010, 12:00 PM

Just joking, I'm not young anymore either. :D

Thanks for the beautifully written updates, bro YE.

Congrats, bro...noticed that your points have increased & the thread has a 5 stars excellent rating. :)

@machoman: hahaha one of my first loyal campers! yes I noticed that the 5 stars too but what good does it do?

HTC837

25-10-2010, 12:29 PM

oooooooooooooooooo.bro:D:D wonderful trip....carry on

pary

25-10-2010, 12:56 PM

Really envy you Bro YourExcellency. :)
Waiting patiently for your next installment.

vohk

25-10-2010, 04:44 PM

Great story. Loving it. Hope to get similar experience too :p

thomas88

25-10-2010, 06:09 PM

Rewarded you 6 points as promised and now you've gain 1 power as you've hit beyond the 35 rep..:p

Keep it burning bro.....don't neglect the bros here :D

YourExcellency

25-10-2010, 06:16 PM

Rewarded you 6 points as promised and now you've gain 1 power as you've hit beyond the 35 rep..:p

Keep it burning bro.....don't neglect the bros here :D

Thanks! now how do I use this power? can it get me more FBs?

Joe Fox

25-10-2010, 10:42 PM

nice story n buildup... support 2pts
joe fox

eeemen

26-10-2010, 09:07 AM

simple2kee

26-10-2010, 10:05 AM

1 of the best story tellers around. well, well done! :)

YourExcellency

26-10-2010, 11:16 AM

nice story n buildup... support 2pts
joe fox

Thanks! But I am running out of time to write... Will find as much time possible from my hectic schedule!

YourExcellency

26-10-2010, 11:17 AM

1 of the best story tellers around. well, well done! :)

Thanks for the praise. Now how do I accumulate as many points as you? :rolleyes:

naturegreen

26-10-2010, 01:20 PM

Very impressive! Well written TS. :p

wthlolol

26-10-2010, 07:36 PM

Well written story!

pary

01-11-2010, 11:05 AM

Bro, we're still waiting for more updates. :o

numb3ers

01-11-2010, 11:47 AM

Very well written xia.

I also bo bian must up you with my humble pts.

edit: cannot up TS points as TS's post is two days old. Hope TS provide us with more updates.

fun_n_pleasure

01-11-2010, 04:06 PM

Wow... this is a very well written story. I like the details of how the romance built up...

Liz is the type of girls I like too, not necessary a stunning beauty but her intelligence and elegant aura makes her a more attractive woman than many of those empty vases out there. I like your style of writing as it demonstrates character and sophistication. There's much I can learn from you in the game of seduction and attraction.

Thumbs up, and looking forward to hearing more from you soon : )

boiboi28

02-11-2010, 06:29 AM

Nice stories, bro. Camping here...

ken_v2

02-11-2010, 06:14 PM

YourExcellency

03-11-2010, 01:33 AM

nice story n buildup... support 2pts
joe fox

THanks for the points, very much appreciated!

YourExcellency

03-11-2010, 01:35 AM

Bro TS, I enjoyed reading your story, it flows smoothly and descriptive enough to make me feel part of the flowing story line. Somehow, I feel like I'm in it as well! Well narrated and the pace is just right. Not just wham bang thank you ma'am style of writing. Lots of passion shown. Well done bro. One of the better written story. :D Thanks & cheers bro ..............

THanks for the compliment... it flows because im trying my best to write in chronological order... i feel chronological details are the hardest to sort out when it comes to recollecting past events!

YourExcellency

03-11-2010, 01:35 AM

1 of the best story tellers around. well, well done! :)

THank you! It is high praise coming from some of the old timers in this forum!

YourExcellency

03-11-2010, 01:37 AM

Very well written xia.

I also bo bian must up you with my humble pts.

edit: cannot up TS points as TS's post is two days old. Hope TS provide us with more updates.

The gesture will be greatly appreciated... even though i know i cant do anything with the points, but im sure like many others, having higher rep points sorta justifies my existence and contributions in this forum :)

YourExcellency

03-11-2010, 01:39 AM

awesome stuff bro. keep going with the story, but don't let your hectic schedule destroy your writing style. i rather wait longer for a good write up then one that is badly done due to insufficient time.

looking forward.

My sentiments exactly... if i dont have enough time or the inspiration to write, i dont even try cos its just going to be a half hearted attempt, and it will show through the writing :)

I have been really busy, currently still traveling and so may i ask for everybody's patience and understanding :p

YourExcellency

03-11-2010, 02:34 AM

Liz’s House
She opened the door leading into the house from the garage and I stepped into her house for the very first time. I was amazed at how big it was. It opened up to a wide corridor, enough for 4 men to walk abreast and at the end of the corridor was the living room. It was minimalist in design and had simple but well-designed furniture. A large crystal chandelier took grand stage at the centre of the hall, with four large black leather couches below it, surrounding a large black leather ottoman and seated on a classic Chinese silk carpet. On one side of the hall was a large display case, and in there were displayed a large number of exquisitely bottles of alcohol, mostly brandy I noted. There were bamboo plants placed all around the hall and large paintings adorned the cream-colored walls. False ceilings flanked the entire hall, with classy droplights, each highlighting a specific piece of plant, painting or furniture. On the other side of the hall was an entire wall of glass sliding doors and when Liz turned on the exterior light, it was a swimming pool that led directly to the living hall. You could have a swim and yet be having drinks and chatting with the people sitting in the living room.

Liz: “Would you like a drink?” laughing at my amazed look.
Me: “Err… yes, if its not too much bother for you to walk so far... I dont want to tire you out this way”
Liz: “Hahaha… please don’t tease me, I don’t have many visitors”

Many things were racing in my mind. The question that constantly remained was – who was she and WHO WAS SHE? A thousand possibilities came to mind, 1. Kept woman, 2. Rich Family, 3. Super successful at investing. It seemed like they were all possible.

She took out a bottle from the display cabinet, upon inspection, it was a bottle of Louis XIII. The crystal bottle in which the shimmering brown spirit was housed looked exquisite. She poured it into a brandy glass and handed it to me.

Me: “Wow, you have expensive taste… I have never even seen a bottle of this outside of a club setting.”
Liz: “That’s not surprising, most people have never seen or drank it. Usually its only ordered to show off. But I got it as a birthday present from my broker, I only drink it on special occasions or when I entertain very ‘important’ people.” She smiles.

We toasted each other and sat on one of the leather couches facing the pool. It was very serene and relaxing. The cognac was very smooth and I soon poured her and myself a second glass. She rested her feet on the couch and heaved a sigh. I turned her around and put her feet on my lap, massaging her feet.

Liz: “Ooh, that feels good baby” She closed her eyes and relaxed as I slowly massaged her dainty feet; reminiscing the first time we met.
Me: “This reminds me of our first meeting… I still remember you were in agony.., luckily you met me otherwise you would probably have to be transported back to the hotel in a bullock cart, hahaha…”
Liz: “Hahaha… am I that heavy?” as she leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on my lips.

Liz: “Would you like a tour of the house?”
Me: “Yes, of course! I wouldn’t want to get lost here and starve! Are maps provided? Or shall I use the GPS in my golf cart?”

Liz slapped me lightly on the arms and like a little girl, she excitedly showed me around this huge mansion.

We walked out of the glass sliding doors, into the outdoors and we came to a separated section of the house. Like the living room, it had a wall of glass sliding doors. Liz slid open the doors and I realized we were in the dining area. It was large, square in shape, probably measuring at least 1,000 sq ft in area, and right in the middle was a round dining table. It had a black glass top, I could not help but to note that the glass was at least 2½ inches thick, with an intricately beveled edge, seated on a cast iron centre. There was a lazy susan at the middle of the table, made of that same thick glass. Like the main house, this room had very high false ceilings, at least 12 or 14 feet ceilings, with the same droplights. On one wall in the dining room was a classic silk brocaded picture, “花開富貴” and on the opposite wall – “鄭” in bold black Chinese calligraphy, with strong powerful strokes. We walked hand in hand through the dining room, through a set of double doors into the kitchen. Again, as expected it was amazingly decorated. Large cabinets lined the entire kitchen, concealing the two large fridges behind the dark mahogany doors. There were 2 stoves surrounding a centre island, where food preparation probably took place. Stainless steel appliances of various sorts lined the kitchen and there was even a large commercial sink in one corner of the kitchen. It was truly a gourmet kitchen that any world-renowned chef would be proud of working in.

We ended the tour of this section of the house by going upstairs into the open veranda, where there was a corridor that led back to the main wing, back to the living room.

We sat there for about 10 minutes, till Liz got up and took my hand as she beckoned me to follow her upstairs. I followed obediently, and as we walked up the spiral staircase, I could smell her distinctive fragrance again. God, this woman smelt so good that I had never met anybody like her!

The staircase ended at a landing and we walked up another staircase. This house was huge. I estimated it to be at least 40-50,000 square feet, totaling 3 storeys, with god knows how many rooms. She brought me to a room with heavy double French doors and opened it. This was her bedroom. I stepped in and it was at least 1,800 sq ft in size. There was a king-sized bed on one side of the room, with a huge LED television suspended from the ceiling that was motorized to adjust to the viewer’s sitting or lying position. An entrance to a walk in closet with seemingly never ending rows of doors was on the other side of the room, and a large study table and an oversized cream velvet sofa set occupied the adjacent wall. The hardwood flooring in the room was also in a interesting design, with intricate criss-cross patterns, indicating extreme amounts of laborious work hours to lay. On top of the bed was a large skylight, with the pale moonlight shining its rays onto the bed. It measured at least 4 x 5 metres wide. On the last wall was a row of glass sliding doors and it overlooked the pool downstairs. It was by far the nicest house and room I had ever had the privilege of being invited to.

gaipauchi

03-11-2010, 03:20 AM

very privilege to have come across a masterfully "pen" erotic story...:)
nice intro, great buildup, sizzling sex, some romance......
hopefully, not too terrible of an ending, assuming there's 1....
do pls cont...:)

BT8888

03-11-2010, 06:50 AM

Great! One of the best writters.

TS, keep it up!

eeemen

03-11-2010, 02:10 PM

Bro TS, have passed u 5 greenies as further "inspiration' :D, do carry onz when u can bro, cheers .............

YourExcellency

03-11-2010, 02:33 PM

Bro TS, have passed u 5 greenies as further "inspiration' :D, do carry onz when u can bro, cheers .............

Thank you for your "encouragement"... working hard to churn out more before my next travel cycle starts!!

gigigagago

03-11-2010, 04:11 PM

Thank you for your "encouragement"... working hard to churn out more before my next travel cycle starts!!

Haha, I think you used the words "working hard" a little loosely over here. I bet you enjoyed writing as much as we do for reading. It's certainly a pleasure. A Danielle Steel for us men we have here haven't we? ;)

A curious and innocent question though, what is it about her scent? Was it her choice of fragrance, or a concoction of her grace, style and femininity? Although I enjoy the abstract description, my inquisitive nature prompted me to ask.

YourExcellency

03-11-2010, 06:58 PM

Haha, I think you used the words "working hard" a little loosely over here. I bet you enjoyed writing as much as we do for reading. It's certainly a pleasure. A Danielle Steel for us men we have here haven't we? ;)

A curious and innocent question though, what is it about her scent? Was it her choice of fragrance, or a concoction of her grace, style and femininity? Although I enjoy the abstract description, my inquisitive nature prompted me to ask.

A very good question indeed. Thank you for your high praise though I would never dare put myself on the same pedestal as Danielle Steel!

Strangely enough, this title came to me even before I had decided that I wanted to pen down my memories. So i guess my answer would be the latter.

At the end of the day, it is not about how a person smells or what brand of perfume she uses, but the images and feelings that the smell exudes. Given a less attractive person with a scent that rocks your boat, I am sure you will be smitten too.:p

YourExcellency

05-11-2010, 12:59 AM

The staircase ended at a landing and we walked up another staircase. This house was huge. I estimated it to be at least 40-50,000 square feet, totaling 3 storeys, with god knows how many rooms. She brought me to a room with heavy double French doors and opened it. This was her bedroom. I stepped in and it was at least 1,800 sq ft in size. There was a king-sized bed on one side of the room, with a huge LED television suspended from the ceiling that was motorized to adjust to the viewer’s sitting or lying position. An entrance to a walk in closet with seemingly never ending rows of doors was on the other side of the room, and a large study table and an oversized cream velvet sofa set occupied the adjacent wall. The hardwood flooring in the room was also in a interesting design, with intricate criss-cross patterns, indicating extreme amounts of laborious work hours to lay. On top of the bed was a large skylight, with the pale moonlight shining its rays onto the bed. It measured at least 4 x 5 metres wide. On the last wall was a row of glass sliding doors and it overlooked the pool downstairs. It was by far the nicest house and room I had ever had the privilege of being invited to.

Me: “Your house is amazing. I will be honest with you, I have never seen such a huge and beautiful house in my whole life.”
Liz: “Thank you, but I will be honest with you too. I feel lonely in this house too.”
Me: “If you don’t mind me asking, how many people live here?”
Liz: “There is me, my grandmother, a nurse, 4 maids, a gardener and a cook. But most of them are here to take care of my grandmother who is old and immobile. My parents passed away in a traffic accident in China when they were on a business trip a few years ago. That’s why there is just me left.”
Me: “Sorry, I didn’t mean to bring up your unhappy past. Let’s forget the past and let’s be happy tonight!”
Liz: (Cheering up) “I’m always happy when I’m with you!”

We settled down on the sofa, enjoying the cognac which I had wisely brought up with me, listening to Nora Jones again. It was strange because I had told Liz before briefly that I enjoyed Nora Jones the most. Now I had the pleasure of listening to her twice in a night, at two different locations. Coincidence? It was anybody’s guess.

Liz: “Would you like to wash up? I have towels and toiletries in the bathroom”
Me: “Sure! You always smell so good, I wouldn’t want to be Stinky now, would I?”
Liz: “Hahaha… nah, you smell pretty good for a guy too! I don’t like guys who reek of perfume, but just the occasional whiff is sexy!”

We walked to the bathroom together and it was HUGE. I estimate it to be at least 400 sq ft in size, with twin showers, twin sinks, an oversized bathtub (for two) and an outdoor bath. YES, OUTDOOR BATH. It was oval shaped and was like a mini pool. It also had a Jacuzzi function that blasted jets of water inside the pool, massaging your aching muscles.

Me: “Oooh… I gotta try that outdoor bath… shall we?”
Liz: “Sure, somebody's feeling kinky eh?!”

She started filling up the bath and while we were waiting, I got undressed and took a quick shower, giving myself a shampoo and when I thought she wasn’t looking, a quick leak in the shower ☺. The water filled surprisingly fast and it was almost half full. She undressed and I was again treated to her goddess-like body. She dimmed the lights in the bathroom and stepped down into the bath. I followed suit and soon, we were helping each other soap up, enjoying the light from the bright full moonlight.

In spite of the blowjob I had earlier in the car, I was having a hardon again. She saw my hardening penis and she smiled. She reached out her hand and gave it a soft tug, “My my my…. We’re feeling frisky again aren’t we?”

I pulled her towards me and kissed her full on the mouth, feeding the hunger that I had built up over the week. I had to have this woman again, this beautiful work of art. I lifted her up and placed her in a sitting position at the side of the bath, with her legs dangling over the side, facing me. Knowing what I had planned, she leaned back instinctively as I parted her long silky legs. I was face to face with her sex and it was the most beautiful sight. I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and lowered my mouth onto it. I used my tongue to just touch her lips, ignoring her clitoris and just started swirling my tongue around. Liz started moaning softly. When I was satisfied with her arousal, I started a darting action with my tongue, literally attacking her pussy. I pushed my tongue in as far as I could go and without warning, I sucked hard on her clitoris, hard. Liz came instantaneously!

“AHHHHHHhhhhhHHHHhhHHHHHhhhHHHHHH GAAAAAAAWWWWD!!”

She came. I continued my administrations on her clitoris, not wanting the orgasm to end. As I sucked, she became more vocal again, calling out my name wantonly as she bucked her long legs wildly in the air around my head. I buried my head in between her thighs, smelling her sweet scent of her womanly secretions, obvious even in the mixture of different shampoos and bath gels. Soon, I could feel her coming again. It was a good thing her grandmother stayed on the 1st floor due to her immobility, otherwise Liz was going to have a really hard time facing her the next morning.

Liz: “Leo… YOU FUCK ME SO GOOD BABYYYYYYY!!!!! MAKE ME COME AGAIN PLEASEEEEEE… I’MMM COMMMINGGGG AGAINNNNNNN!!!”

Her legs bucked wildly in the air like a cowboy at a rodeo and trembled all over like she was having a fit. Her eyes flipped over and I suddenly got a little worried. Thankfully, it was just an orgasm and she wasn’t going into spasms ☺ I looked at her pussy, she was literally dripping. I could see threads of sticky cum juice leaking down from her vagina, running down her leg and it was different to the touch, much thicker and slippery than the bath water.

She slowly opened her eyes, taking a good half-minute to compose herself with short ragged pockets of air.

Liz: (Softly) “Oh my god… baby… I don’t know what that was… part of me wants to tell you… I’m going to have a heart attack… again, part of me wants you to keep doing it till I pass out... but I’m too exhausted right now to think… that orgasm just sucked all the energy out of me.” She closed her eyes again, gasping for breath.

I smiled and got out of the bath, took a towel, dried her, and wrapped her up in one of the bathrobe hanging near the bath.

I dried myself and carried her to the bed. Not wanting to tire her out any further, I decided to let her sleep.

I turned out the lights and spooned her to sleep.

superbunny

06-11-2010, 02:48 PM

Yo TS, tis write up is easily 1 of e best.... Keep it cumming baby....:)

YourExcellency

06-11-2010, 09:46 PM

Yo TS, tis write up is easily 1 of e best.... Keep it cumming baby....:)

Thank you... but to be honest, after 16,000+ views I'm a little disappointed the response isn't as good as I had hoped... :confused:

gaipauchi

06-11-2010, 10:58 PM

writing's almost an art......:D
keep' er cumming.......

gigigagago

06-11-2010, 11:13 PM

Now, now, guys, where's the love for our resident Nora Roberts? ;)

wthlolol

06-11-2010, 11:49 PM

Very very explicit description! Forgive my frog in the well-ness, I am wondering if such houses exist in Singapore

YourExcellency

07-11-2010, 01:11 PM

Very very explicit description! Forgive my frog in the well-ness, I am wondering if such houses exist in Singapore

They definitely do. But they are reserved for those with very deep pockets or very deep wells, to use your analogy. :p

YourExcellency

07-11-2010, 01:19 PM

Now, now, guys, where's the love for our resident Nora Roberts? ;)

Im definitely no Nora Roberts... REAL writers captivate their audiences through the depth of their stories, not by using sexual descriptions as a carrot stick... writers like me are not able to conjure that kind of depth long enough to keep an audience... Notice how in a novel of regular thickness there are usually no more than 5 sexual scenes that are described in explicit detail? My experience would not have a readership if I had kept to that convention.

But, at least I tried and it is a good outlet :)

unsung80

07-11-2010, 01:54 PM

Such a good story, am going to continue reading the erotic "storybook" later when i come home. :D

simple2kee

07-11-2010, 02:10 PM

THank you! It is high praise coming from some of the old timers in this forum!

upped u +6 for being 1 of the best storytellers. im here to learn english. hope to hear more updates.

YourExcellency

07-11-2010, 10:49 PM

upped u +6 for being 1 of the best storytellers. im here to learn english. hope to hear more updates.

Thank you for the points!

Honestly though I have been reading from SBF since the mid 90s, I never felt the need to register as I thought points were silly :p But after accumulating some points, I do see their purpose - its a good indication of whether or not you are making sense with your posts :) but unfortunately I see that this system is also being abused by some, makes a good man a bully online...

oh well, ignore my ranting :p

gigigagago

07-11-2010, 11:11 PM

but unfortunately I see that this system is also being abused by some, makes a good man a bully online...

oh well, ignore my ranting :p

Hahaha, my man, we see this everyday in the real life - relentless honks from behind the wheel (just because one can), people with authority drunk with power and many many other examples. It's no surprise that this exhibition of bitterness stemming from low self-esteem and less than wholesome life happens online too, and having the anonymity makes one embolden to become a tyrant.

Unless the points can be exchanged for frequent flyer miles or credits in the cashcard, nobody should have too much (or any at all) emotional attachment. Keep at it and it's really old news that your writing style tugs many of the hearts here. This is of cos what you want to be noted for. With regards to the points being an indication of whether one is making sense in one's post, let me just say the reward system is not without governance but can be so, so easily abused.

We're all in some way here to rant, so no issue whatsoever. I just did. :D

YourExcellency

08-11-2010, 01:08 AM

Hahaha, my man, we see this everyday in the real life - relentless honks from behind the wheel (just because one can), people with authority drunk with power and many many other examples. It's no surprise that this exhibition of bitterness stemming from low self-esteem and less than wholesome life happens online too, and having the anonymity makes one embolden to become a tyrant.

Unless the points can be exchanged for frequent flyer miles or credits in the cashcard, nobody should have too much (or any at all) emotional attachment. Keep at it and it's really old news that your writing style tugs many of the hearts here. This is of cos what you want to be noted for. With regards to the points being an indication of whether one is making sense in one's post, let me just say the reward system is not without governance but can be so, so easily abused.

We're all in some way here to rant, so no issue whatsoever. I just did. :D

Very very well said. I am just enlightened by how some non-sexrelated posts can be accused of being a waste of bandwidth while others can gain quite a following. Interesting how a person with some 'reputation' can make the rest of his followers see sense in anything he/ she does!

Anyway, life goes on, online or in real life. Better to spend my time writing up the next installment! :)

YourExcellency

08-11-2010, 01:16 AM

Liz’s House II
I woke up the next morning, unaware of my surroundings. At first I thought I was in a hotel, but I don’t remember ever staying in a hotel room this big. And hotels don’t usually use silk sheets too. I had a massive morning wood, a reminder of what happened the night before came back to me. I was in my boxers and instinctively I reached down and stroked myself.

Suddenly I heard the doors open, and Liz came into the room. She was wearing a silky white dressing gown that opened in the front, secured by a tie at her waist. She looked ravishing, she had rested well last night.

Liz: “Good morning baby… I have breakfast ready… (Imitating a stewardess) Congee with abalone or sandwiches with roasted turkey?” she walked over to me and gave me a kiss on the forehead.
Me: “Hey… good morning… Congee would be nice!”
Liz: “Coming right up!”

She went out of the room and returned shortly with a silver tray with a bowl of steaming porridge and several other condiments. She took a spoonful of the abalone congee and blew softly to cool it before feeding it to me. As she leaned over, she brushed against my morning wood, and she said, “My…. Somebody woke up with blue balls this morning eh… what a poor thing… you were so selfless last night and now you have to suffer blue balls… let’s see if we can take care of that…”

She placed the congee on the bedside table and pulled the silk sheets away from me, exposing my topless body and a raging hard on. She freed my penis from my boxers and started licking it slowly like a lollipop, maintaining constant eye contact with me. With her free hand, she reached over to the tray and took a small can from it. Looking at the label, I realized it was whipped cream!

Liz: “Hmmm… my maids were wondering why I was eating congee with whipped cream.. They should see how well it goes with congee hahaaha…”

She pressed the top of the can and aimed the spout at my abdomen, allowing the icy cold whipped cream to trail all the way down to the entire length of my penis, till she reached the head. Then she retraced the route of the whipped cream, slowly using her tongue to guide her. I watched as the whipped cream disappeared and when she stopped at my penis, I laid back and closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation. I felt her left up her head for a brief second, and I gave a sharp gasp of surprise. My penis was engulfed in hot water! I have had a hot/ cold blowjob before, but it was with a hooker, never before with a FB or my wife or my girlfriends! And it was usually just ice and hot tea, nothing like icy cold whipped cream! There is something about the texture of the whipped cream that adds another dimension to the sensation that I was feeling then.

I laid back and as Liz continued her terrific blowjob, I concentrated on having an orgasm. (you know how you have to TRY to have an orgasm during a blowjob otherwise you wont be able to come before the girl gets a locked jaw?) I looked at this absolutely gorgeous woman in a sexy nightgown, on her fours and fully focused on sucking my dick and I was in bliss. After several minutes of her tender deliberations at just the base of my penis head, I felt the familiar roaring feeling. I was going to come. I gave out a moan, telling her I was close and she understood. She kept up to it and just as I was about to come, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue and watched as I unloaded my spunk onto her tongue. Due to the stimulation the night before, the first few spurts were more powerful so they went straight into her throat but most of it was neatly deposited on her tongue. When I was done, she swirled my cum around in her mouth, periodically opening it to show me that it was still in there and finally, she took a big gulp and swallowed my load. She proved it by showing me her empty mouth.

Liz: “Hmmmm… my weekend dose of protein…”
Me: “If this keeps up then the factory will be running low on stock really soon!”
Liz: “Don’t worry I will help you replenish stocks! I can cook you some herbal soups and birds nest… they are high in protein! Hahaa got to repay you for all the nourishment you’re giving me right?”

YourExcellency

08-11-2010, 01:17 AM

Now let's see the response before I sit myself down for the next bit :)

gigigagago

08-11-2010, 01:25 AM

Anyway, life goes on, online or in real life. Better to spend my time writing up the next installment! :)

Hear, hear!

P.S: Dude, there's politicking everywhere.;)

gigigagago

08-11-2010, 01:29 AM

you know how you have to TRY to have an orgasm during a blowjob otherwise you wont be able to come before the girl gets a locked jaw?

I know! Mine was more of time constraint more than anything - we're in the gents and it was right before our movie started.

Ex-Vagabond

08-11-2010, 02:10 AM

How much more ego do you need to continue?? I thought the story itself has already made you shot through the heads (punt intended)

YourExcellency

08-11-2010, 03:21 AM

eeemen

08-11-2010, 02:19 PM

Bro TS, whatever it is, I am enjoying your narration, so please do not forsake those of us who are enjoying it silently ya? :D , cheers bro .................

singexpat

08-11-2010, 02:37 PM

Your Excellency, Your writing is excellent! Has given u 6 UPs (though yes i knw it doesnt get redeemed for anything else) :D

Please continue wif the show!

io33

08-11-2010, 06:11 PM

Just finish reading from start...:D

Boy am i amazed!

Good work TS!

Camping for more!

thomas88

08-11-2010, 07:12 PM

How much more ego do you need to continue?? I thought the story itself has already made you shot through the heads (punt intended)

I don't mean to be an ass, but I seriously do not understand what you mean :confused:

For the benefit of me and some other bros, maybe you can explain in simple english? Especially the 'punt' please! :rolleyes:

I feel you should just continue with your story without the need to keep asking for response......I'd rather have no other post except yours so as to ease the troubles of having to turn pages to get to your latest post.

Already a bro has told you to continue as there're many silent readers. If every reader were to post a comment like you wanted for your every posting then this thread would've gone into the thousands of pages.

BigBoy2

08-11-2010, 08:57 PM

Dear TS,

What can I say, I stayed up for 2 hours way pass my bed time to finish your story and today at work I had to skip lunch to catch up with my sleep..... So do you still need any confirmation if you should write?

Do carry on man.....

|GD_GeR|

08-11-2010, 09:12 PM

How much more ego do you need to continue?? I thought the story itself has already made you shot through the heads (punt intended)

if u wanna show off ya english.. pls go elsewhere.. can try dictionary.com.. we are here to read and appreciate what TS has written.. or.. maybe TS story made u shot thru ya head.. (the small one.. ) therefore you can't and didn't think properly before you write..

simple2kee

08-11-2010, 10:44 PM

if u wanna show off ya english.. pls go elsewhere.. can try dictionary.com.. we are here to read and appreciate what TS has written.. or.. maybe TS story made u shot thru ya head.. (the small one.. ) therefore you can't and didn't think properly before you write..

i do agree with with u.

eeemen

08-11-2010, 11:24 PM

i do agree with with u.
Me too :D , cheers bros .....................

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 01:02 AM

i do agree with with u.

if u wanna show off ya english.. pls go elsewhere.. can try dictionary.com.. we are here to read and appreciate what TS has written.. or.. maybe TS story made u shot thru ya head.. (the small one.. ) therefore you can't and didn't think properly before you write..

Me too :D , cheers bros .....................

Thank you guys. I wasn't really ready to deal with comments like these. I like writing but after doing it for the first time, I do realize that it requires some encouragement and timely distraction from the readers. Having said that, thanks for your responses!!

I am currently still traveling and finding it harder and harder to find time to write except just before bedtime (or past bedtime :P)

Hang on for my next installment!!

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 01:04 AM

Your Excellency, Your writing is excellent! Has given u 6 UPs (though yes i knw it doesnt get redeemed for anything else) :D

Please continue wif the show!

Thank you for your encouragement, very much appreciated!!!:p

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 01:25 AM

Liz: “Hmmmm… my weekend dose of protein…”
Me: “If this keeps up then the factory will be running low on stock really soon!”
Liz: “Don’t worry I will help you replenish stocks! I can cook you some herbal soup and birds nest… they are high in protein! Hahaa got to repay you for all the nourishment you’re giving me right?”

She licked me clean and then proceeded to the washroom to wash up. I ate the congee at the table and turned on the TV. It was Hong Kong News, so I slowly enjoyed the tasty abalone congee while catching up on the latest headlines.

Liz: “Baby, what would you like to do today?” as she called out as she emerged from the bathroom.
Me: “Its a beautiful Saturday, what can we do?”
Liz: “Shall we go to Shenzhen? We can play golf there, I know a beautiful course in the mountains, feels like you’re in Europe!”
Me: “Let me guess – 東部華僑城？Hahaha… I have played there before and it was nice! Sounds like a good idea but I don’t have my golf attire nor clubs with me!”
Liz: “Don’t worry, we will think of something! What’s your waist and shoe size?”

She picked up her phone again and called her usual concierge service. Little did I know that this time, she was arranging for clothes for me!

“Yes, hi, its Liz Cheng, My number is XXXXXXXX. Can I get some golf attire for a male, American size medium top, socks and American shoe size 9½, pant size 32, ad a Medium left glove? Where are your partnership stores? Ashworth? Taylor Made? Ok, sounds good! Bring it to my house in an hour please! Oh yes, I would also like to make a reservation for Wind Valley Golf course (風雲谷), East Overseas Chinese Town (東部華僑城), Shenzhen. Yes for 1pm please! Thanks! ”

Liz: “See? That was easy! Now clubs… what can we do?”

Dialling another number, “喂？ Brian? 唯！你幾好嗎？我有個朋友來香港玩幾日，我們今日念住去你那裡打golf，但系佢無棍，可唔可以借一套來打打下？好，唔該逝，我地一點既tee time！Bye！”

I was amazed with this woman, she was capable of anything! I went into the shower and took a long hot shower. When I was done, Liz was in the walk-in closet, deciding what to wear when we heard a knock on the door. My clothes had arrived. Liz’s maid handed her the packages at the door and left promptly. She opened the packages and inspected the selection.

There was a long sleeved yellow Taylor Made golf shirt and matching dark khaki pants with a pair of all black Addidas golf shoes. The concierge even thoughtfully put in a white felt flat cap and a white J Lindenberg belt (can somebody say James Heath?) for me. The glove fit perfectly, it was Titleist Players with Cabretta leather, the same model I usually used too.

I changed into my new golf attire, everything fit perfectly and I was ready to go. Liz wanted me to help her pick out an outfit for her, so I went into her walk in closet. Gosh, it was more like a compressed "ladies only" department store! Rows and rows of shoes lined the bottom compartments of the closet, which was more like a 400 sq ft room with shelves and drawers on all four full length walls. On one wall was the sportswear, so I helped her pick out a light yellow top to match me and a fuchsia golf skirt. She picked out a pair of Addidas golf shoes and she topped it off with a white Taylor Made cap, to match mine. Then she went to the opposite wall and pulled open a drawer filled with watches, and pulled out a white Chanel J12 watch. Soon we were ready to go.

We decided to leave the room from the balcony to be more discreet, where there was a little spiral staircase leading from the balcony to the garage. Guess this could double as a emergency secret exit ☺ We got into the garage and immediately the S-Klasse signal light flashed once.

“We have to take this car because we are crossing the border and its either this or the Alphard. Don’t think you wanna take the Alphard do you? Hahaha”

I shrugged and got into the driver’s seat, adjusted the mirrors and seats and soon we were off. We had to first cross over to Kowloon and since we were running a little tight on scheduling, we took the West Tunnel as it was usually the fastest (and most expensive!) The S-Klasse was very responsive, being a S500, 8 cyclinders and hydraulic suspension, the ride was silky smooth, albeit boring and a little too predictable. I sped along and soon, we were at the Huanggang customs, waiting for our turn to clear immigration. I had to switch seats with Liz, as cross border cars had to have designated drivers, guess that’s to deter car thieves from crossing the border. When we were past immigration, we switched back and since I had spent some time in Shenzhen for a few years so I had no problem navigating.

I drove from Futian to Luohu, taking Binhai Dadao (賓海大道) and soon, we were headed east towards the eastern coast of Shenzhen on 羅沙公路 (Luosha highway). The new highway was amazing, much faster than what I was used to previously, where we had to drive along the coast in a single file. We chatted casually in the car all along the way. I found out from her more about herself and her childhood, why she was single all this while. Her family had always been rather well to do, and she attended high school in California during her teens and later UCLA, majoring in Finance. Happened that she was seeing a guy for the past 8 years, and she had given him capital set up his business, and when it was doing really well, she found out that he had been cheating on her. He left her last year for a younger girl from the Mainland and she had been single ever since. She had a couple of relationships after that, but nothing serious as she was taking a break from long-term relationships. Now she was concentrating on making investments using her inheritance and so far she had been doing well. It was unfortunate as I knew a few other female friends who were like that, having spent the best part of their lives with the wrong person, only to be left alone when everybody around them were getting hitched with a lifelong partner.

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 01:52 AM

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 01:56 AM

I feel you should just continue with your story without the need to keep asking for response......I'd rather have no other post except yours so as to ease the troubles of having to turn pages to get to your latest post.

Already a bro has told you to continue as there're many silent readers. If every reader were to post a comment like you wanted for your every posting then this thread would've gone into the thousands of pages.

With all due respect, very honestly, why do you think there are so many threads out there that;

1. Take a couple days for TSs to update? Co-incidence?
2. Span more than 30/ 40 pages long?
3. Have extremely short updates of ONE paragraph?

I dont know if you write, but it is actually quite tiring and as a TS, you feel obligated to update on a regular basis... so I don't think it is too much to ask for responses. :p

gigigagago

09-11-2010, 02:05 AM

gigigagago

09-11-2010, 02:22 AM

I dont know if you write, but it is actually quite tiring and as a TS, you feel obligated to update on a regular basis... so I don't think it is too much to ask for responses. :p

Just wanted to add a little something:

"Writers must fortify themselves with pride and egotism as best they can. The process is analogous to using sandbags and loose timbers to protect a house against flood. Writers are vulnerable creatures like anyone else. For what do they have in reality? Not sandbags, not timbers. Just a flimsy reputation and a name."

- Brian W. Aldiss

From time to time, people need the extra appreciation to feel inspired. This is much like, a teacher, nurse or social worker. I think it is fair the TS seeks "a couple sacks of sandbags" from time to time, just to know that even when there's a flood (external circumstances), it won't deter him from staying.

Besides, he has clearly stated the points aren't his perogative. We can see how some of the other authors blatantly ask for them after EACH of their posts. Not to pass judgment but comparatively, TS' style sits well with me.

I'm sure thomas88 meant well too - he may be concerned if the TS would end up being one of the "points-seekers". Clearly, he must be an avid reader, for his suggestion was to enhance his viewing pleasure by keeping other "unnecessary" posts at bay.

Both of you guys have tried to make sure this thread stays enjoyable. We should toast to that. :D

StillLearning

09-11-2010, 10:13 AM

Praise the Lord you aren't affected by some discouraging comments but choose to churn out yet another captivating post. Heartfelt thanks to those guys who stuck by you. (Wasn't here in time. My sincerest apologies.) ;)

As much as I want to be selfish and continue to read - with a lot of pleasure - your wonderful posts, my take is, since you're doing this for leisure, if it ever gets to you such that you're actually bothered by the dampeners, for your own good please pull the plug. But, until then, just wanna let you know you're still very much loved by many readers here, and you have a very healthy following.

I personally have a soft spot for stories with a more cosmopolitan flavour, with a seamless story flow - and your style fits the bill perfectly. Thank you for your time to pen (type) them down. ;)

To: [YourExcellency],

I agree with [gigigagago],

Your various posts in your The Scent of a Woman were more than interesting for me, because I spent some time before lunch and after lunch on Nov 8, 2010 to read it all.

I believe that you are meticulous enough to proof read and edit your posts. Based on your writing, it appears that you are a well educated (having a degree or degrees do not imply that an individual is educated) professional. Your effort, choice of diction, style, continuity, plot, as reflected in your posts indicate that you did spend the time to ensure that it is your best effort, regardless of the allegations against you.

Other than [B52bomber] captivating "Room at the Top of the Stair (sic)", your story as reflected in this forum, surely must rank in the Top 3, not just how you introduce it, slow build up, non-sexual to a little romance to more sexually explicit, but the suspense and intrigue, as well as the diction and style, with very few and minor "English" mistakes, in my humble opinion, is near the Top.

Although I dislike studying English (or English Literature to some people) when I was a student (more interested in Economics and Law at that time), as I grow older, I appreciate the opportunity to learn and study the poets of the Romantic Era (John Keats, William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Percy Shelley, etc.), Shakespeare, and a fortiori, "critical appreciation" [taught by a Czech by birth]. Unfortunately, my work and career is overwhelmed by legalese, but I still do write good reports and correspondences. Rest assured, I have a Chartered Accountant friend who won a silver medal when he wrote the Canadian Institute of Chartered Accountants' Uniform Final Exams, but major in English.

Unfortunately, my life is not as interesting and colourful as many of you guys, dedicated to one tall blonde hair green eye spouse, and have no story to post.

Sincerely,
[Still Learning]
who have spent more time in The True North, Strong and Free
than in Singapore

pary

09-11-2010, 01:15 PM

Bro YourExcellency, don't be bothered by any negative comments. Your intentions to share your experience is greatly appreciated.

I'm usually lazy to log on, but do follow your thread as closely as i can.

Your command of english is very very good, and what i like about reading your thread is the many other little descriptions of the environment, the build up, the non-sexual things that seems to complete the story. Of course, the sex bits are very welcome too. :)

Keep it up please and thank you!

pary

09-11-2010, 01:20 PM

Unfortunately, my life is not as interesting and colourful as many of you guys, dedicated to one tall blonde hair green eye spouse, and have no story to post.

Bro StillLearning, your dedication to your spouse must have been one interesting life..at least that is how I felt. The feeling must be damn nice to look into the green eyes of a blonde. :o
(My fantasy to have a ang mo spouse.. :p)

thomas88

09-11-2010, 04:14 PM

With all due respect, very honestly, why do you think there are so many threads out there that;

1. Take a couple days for TSs to update? Co-incidence?
2. Span more than 30/ 40 pages long?
3. Have extremely short updates of ONE paragraph?

I dont know if you write, but it is actually quite tiring and as a TS, you feel obligated to update on a regular basis... so I don't think it is too much to ask for responses. :p

You can search my thread which I've started a few, long ago and you can read them. You'll find that I don't request to see the reponse as I just post and post as much as I can.

If everyone can post their stories fast and finished it with lesser pages then those who found and read them would also be easier especially if they're browsing with their handphone.

I've read many thread and most of them I'll only post 1 comment so as to be able to come back with ease of tracing and I'll continue to read without posting more comment unless necessary. Just check on the numbers of viewers and you'd know how many readers you've got.. :D

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 07:00 PM

Just wanted to add a little something:

"Writers must fortify themselves with pride and egotism as best they can. The process is analogous to using sandbags and loose timbers to protect a house against flood. Writers are vulnerable creatures like anyone else. For what do they have in reality? Not sandbags, not timbers. Just a flimsy reputation and a name."

- Brian W. Aldiss

From time to time, people need the extra appreciation to feel inspired. This is much like, a teacher, nurse or social worker. I think it is fair the TS seeks "a couple sacks of sandbags" from time to time, just to know that even when there's a flood (external circumstances), it won't deter him from staying.

Besides, he has clearly stated the points aren't his perogative. We can see how some of the other authors blatantly ask for them after EACH of their posts. Not to pass judgment but comparatively, TS' style sits well with me.

I'm sure thomas88 meant well too - he may be concerned if the TS would end up being one of the "points-seekers". Clearly, he must be an avid reader, for his suggestion was to enhance his viewing pleasure by keeping other "unnecessary" posts at bay.

Both of you guys have tried to make sure this thread stays enjoyable. We should toast to that. :D

Wow... that is so well said by whoever said that :) I was not able to put into words how I felt but that simply sounds perfect in my situation! Yes it is boring, even though it is a good venting tool, but it is akin to holding a monologue... talking and talking about your life stories and nobody to give a response, no matter how short it is...

Honestly I wished I was confident enough to just keep blabbing about my life and not give a hoot about what others thought about it, but at the end of the day, that is what separates a good story-teller from a lousy one. Unfortunately I belong to the latter, as can be seen from my lousy presentations at work :D

I too understand the irritation of having to scroll through several pages just to complete reading a story, but hey, thats part and parcel of reading on a forum isnt it? :)

cheers gigigagago!

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 07:08 PM

To: [YourExcellency],

I agree with [gigigagago],

Your various posts in your The Scent of a Woman were more than interesting for me, because I spent some time before lunch and after lunch on Nov 8, 2010 to read it all.

I believe that you are meticulous enough to proof read and edit your posts. Based on your writing, it appears that you are a well educated (having a degree or degrees do not imply that an individual is educated) professional. Your effort, choice of diction, style, continuity, plot, as reflected in your posts indicate that you did spend the time to ensure that it is your best effort, regardless of the allegations against you.

Other than [B52bomber] captivating "Room at the Top of the Stair (sic)", your story as reflected in this forum, surely must rank in the Top 3, not just how you introduce it, slow build up, non-sexual to a little romance to more sexually explicit, but the suspense and intrigue, as well as the diction and style, with very few and minor "English" mistakes, in my humble opinion, is near the Top.

Although I dislike studying English (or English Literature to some people) when I was a student (more interested in Economics and Law at that time), as I grow older, I appreciate the opportunity to learn and study the poets of the Romantic Era (John Keats, William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Percy Shelley, etc.), Shakespeare, and a fortiori, "critical appreciation" [taught by a Czech by birth]. Unfortunately, my work and career is overwhelmed by legalese, but I still do write good reports and correspondences. Rest assured, I have a Chartered Accountant friend who won a silver medal when he wrote the Canadian Institute of Chartered Accountants' Uniform Final Exams, but major in English.

Unfortunately, my life is not as interesting and colourful as many of you guys, dedicated to one tall blonde hair green eye spouse, and have no story to post.

Sincerely,
[Still Learning]
who have spent more time in The True North, Strong and Free
than in Singapore

I spent a major part of my life in the true north too :)

English was not my major either and I find it extremely boring... who wants to read Margaret Atwood?!?!? :eek: I hated even humanities courses and never did well in those... I was always more of a Science student even though I am more adept to business. sigh, thats life for you...

I do not think my life is particularly interesting or colorful, in fact I think its a little too bland. However I have had the opportunity to meet a few interesting people along the way that somehow spiced it up a little. Right now I feel like I am a little dinghy floating in the sea, belonging to neither here nor there.

Sigh... cest la vie.

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 07:11 PM

StillLearning

09-11-2010, 07:33 PM

I spent a major part of my life in the true north too :)

English was not my major either and I find it extremely boring... who wants to read Margaret Atwood?!?!? :eek: I hated even humanities courses and never did well in those... I was always more of a Science student even though I am more adept to business. sigh, thats life for you...

I do not think my life is particularly interesting or colorful, in fact I think its a little too bland. However I have had the opportunity to meet a few interesting people along the way that somehow spiced it up a little. Right now I feel like I am a little dinghy floating in the sea, belonging to neither here nor there.

Sigh... cest la vie.

Bonjour Monsieur,

Which part of The True North, Strong and Free, were you in?
If you claimed that your life is a little too bland, then mine must be empty in terms of variety.
May I suggest that you look at and enjoy the good life at home, and cast away your apparent dinghy floating in the sea.

A good loving and caring wife is better than all the spicy mermaids.

Cheers, [YourExcellency]

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 07:34 PM

Shenzhen
Before long, we had reached the exit for the Eastern Overseas Chinese City (東部華僑城) and I drove towards the foot of the Wutong Mountain (梧桐山). Our ascend up the mountain was nice and cool and I opened the sunroof and wound down the windows. We soon arrived at the clubhouse and when Liz emerged from the car, a manager in a suit walked up to us.

Manager: “鄭小姐，你好！好耐無見！棍已經幫你準備好了！”
Liz: “真系唔該逝！這位系Leo生， Leo, this is Brian!”

I accepted his clubs after thanking him and he arranged lockers for us. We changed our shoes and within minutes we were already in our buggies, with two caddies in tow. As we wanted to have more privacy to ourselves, we asked the two caddies to take one cart, while we took the other.

At our first hole, I inspected Brian’s clubs for the first time. His clubs were very suitable for me. He used ‘Fourteen’ irons and Maruman woods, Taylor Made rescue clubs, Cleveland wedges and a double ball Oddysey putter, very similar to what I usually use. I chose to tee off from the white tee box and Liz from the ladies’ tee box. I teed off with a rescue club, not wanting to screw up my first hole, it was a par 3, and landed just 20 yards from the green. Liz teed next, and her ball landed about 15 yards from the flag!

Me: “Wow, looks like I am going to have tough competition today!”
Liz: “Lucky shot!”

We ended the hole with Liz having a birdie and me a par, and we happily proceeded on. Liz was a good golfer, and she played well that day. I was a little rusty, due to my heavy workload but I still managed to have a few pars but no bogies. I had played at this course before, and it was very beautiful albeit a little too tough. This is a killer course with beautiful scenery for any brothers who are interested in extremely challenging courses. For many of the holes, you would tee off from one hill, between the hole and the tee-box were usually valleys and the rough was extremely overgrown. You would drive your cart along the winding routes and weave through the course, going from hill to hill, hole to hole.

The game ended with Liz hitting 98 and me 105, all thanks to two water hazards. We got showered and changed into a fresh set of clothes and settled down at the café for a drink before leaving. Liz was a member so she paid for the day’s game. We relaxed at the café, sipping ice tea as we enjoyed the cool clean mountain breeze. It was one of the best feelings in the world.

Liz: “Dinner?”
Me: “Sure! Where?”
Liz: “You know this place well, why don’t you decide? I can decide when we’re in Hong Kong!”

I chose a place I knew well, a seafood street in Yantian (鹽田). Some brothers may have been there, its quite popular in Shenzhen, similar to Singapore’s UDMC seafood centre or even more like the old Punggol seafood. There are at least 6-7 big seafood restaurants congregated there, with large tanks displayed prominently outside them, touting the best freshest seafood available. By the time we got there, it was already past 6pm and seats were filling up fast. I drove to the one I usually frequented, and we held hands and occasionally kissed as we happily ordered whatever caught our fancy.

In the end, we had over-ordered. We had 2 different kinds of fish, one steamed and another pan-fried, fresh boiled shrimp, fan scallops, salted crayfish, fresh cockles, oysters, kailan and choi sum. Everything was delicious and we tucked in heartily till we could not fill our stomachs with another morsel of seafood. We had Zhujiang beer to wash down the seafood and we felt truly satisfied. The bill came up to RMB800, which was an excellent deal for so much food. We left the restaurant feeling really full and in need of a stroll. We went further eastwards, back towards the seaside, and took a long slow walk along the beach. I was in love and so was Liz. I sighed as we strolled along the beach, not wanting the feeling to go away.

Liz: “Do you want to stay the night in Shenzhen or do you want to go back to Hong Kong?”
Me: “Actually I was wondering that same question! Why don’t we stay here for the night since its Saturday? We can always go back tomorrow!”
Liz: “Let’s do that! Where shall we stay?”
Me: “I know just the place!”

We got into the car and I drove towards Luohu, to a place I knew well – Queen’s Spa (皇室假期) at Xiangxi Village (向西村). It was as usual, busy with the weekend traffic of Hong Kongers traveling over to Shenzhen to enjoy the cheaper services. We checked in and soon I was in the men’s shower room taking my time cleaning myself, reveling in the wonderful sensations of the hot water hitting against my body.

I took a seat at the waiting area, or as the Chinese liked to call it, the resting area. It was basically a large lounge where you could get foot massages and other services like getting your ears cleaned and dead skin on your feet removed. I took a seat in one of the numerous oversized arm chairs and waited for Liz to finish her shower. She emerged form the ladies’ shower room wearing a pink robe over a matching pink top and loose cotton shorts, standard issue for ladies. We sat down and ordered a foot massage each. The massage was very relaxing and by the time we were done, we were both almost dozing off. We chose instead to proceed upstairs for a body massage. We opted for a private room, away from the main walkways. The masseuses were pretty good, and kneaded away our sores and pains, leaving us feeling really relaxed and unable to move. We rested for little while before we left the room and we were ushered downstairs to the sleeping area. For brothers who have not been there, it is a very special experience. The sleeping areas for men and women are separated, and it consisted of many cubicles (approx. 1m x 1m x 2m) stacked on top of each other, with a sliding door at the entrance. After registration, you would climb into your cocoon-like cubicle and inside it was very cozy and quiet. There was a quilt in case you felt cold but I opted out.

I slept like a log, tired out from the day’s golf and the previous night’s activities ☺

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 07:43 PM

Bonjour Monsieur,

Which part of The True North, Strong and Free, were you in?
If you claimed that your life is a little too bland, then mine must be empty in terms of variety.
May I suggest that you look at and enjoy the good life at home, and cast away your apparent dinghy floating in the sea.

A good loving and caring wife is better than all the spicy mermaids.

Cheers, [YourExcellency]

Less than 200 km away from the border with sub zero temperatures till end of Feb that should be a major hint :) Time flies, when I first left, I was a boy, and when I came back, I was an 'uncle' :p

YourExcellency

09-11-2010, 07:50 PM

You can search my thread which I've started a few, long ago and you can read them. You'll find that I don't request to see the reponse as I just post and post as much as I can.

If everyone can post their stories fast and finished it with lesser pages then those who found and read them would also be easier especially if they're browsing with their handphone.

I've read many thread and most of them I'll only post 1 comment so as to be able to come back with ease of tracing and I'll continue to read without posting more comment unless necessary. Just check on the numbers of viewers and you'd know how many readers you've got.. :D

Hi thomas88,

You must be in a much more fortunate position than me, you must be not be in a room with nobody to talk to except the four walls surrounding you. I am tired from work during the day and entertainment in the evenings. I have been away from home for more than a month now and it is wearing me a little thin... think of it as maybe I seek the responses as a distraction from my homesickness :) Will check out your threads when I am good and sober :P

cheers!

StillLearning

10-11-2010, 08:46 AM

Less than 200 km away from the border with sub zero temperatures till end of Feb that should be a major hint :) Time flies, when I first left, I was a boy, and when I came back, I was an 'uncle' :p

Where we are (with the lakeshore on one of the great lakes), there is sub zero temperature in Nov to Mar, although there are day time high of 9, such as today. If only the winter here is from Dec to Mar, it will be more tolerable. Over here, we can get minus 20 C and minus 30 or lower with wind chill. I better not digress, so that you can concentrate on your next chapter in the continuing saga of "The Scent of a Woman."

YourExcellency

10-11-2010, 09:20 AM

Where we are (with the lakeshore on one of the great lakes), there is sub zero temperature in Nov to Mar, although there are day time high of 9, such as today. If only the winter here is from Dec to Mar, it will be more tolerable. Over here, we can get minus 20 C and minus 30 or lower with wind chill. I better not digress, so that you can concentrate on your next chapter in the continuing saga of "The Scent of a Woman."

Yes lakeshore does tend to be colder.. and winters are more than a tad too long.. however a drive from east to west on lakeshore during the winter months can be extremely refreshing as you watch the waves crashing onto the breakwaters near the tennis club.. much like the works of the group of seven..

BigBoy2

10-11-2010, 10:04 AM

Hi TS,

Nice story and I can't get enough of it.... Do keep up the good work and my humble points to you.

YourExcellency

12-11-2010, 08:46 AM

Hi TS,

Nice story and I can't get enough of it.... Do keep up the good work and my humble points to you.

Thank you.

pary

12-11-2010, 05:23 PM

Wow..so interesting..can sleep inside the spa? So you just lock yourself inside the cocoon and sleep?

YourExcellency

13-11-2010, 02:44 AM

Wow..so interesting..can sleep inside the spa? So you just lock yourself inside the cocoon and sleep?

No.. there are no locks, its just a sliding door for you to have more privacy when you sleep, with a light switch inside for a bedside light. Its actually very futuristic looking and fully maximizes the number of beds you can fit into a smaller space, as many as 9 people within a 4m x 4m x 3m space...:eek:

YourExcellency

15-11-2010, 02:29 AM

Sunday
I was awaken by a knocking on my ‘door’.

“先生，你的朋友要走了！叫你起來！”

I rubbed my eyes and looked at my watch. It was already 10am. I washed up at the shower area and got changed. I met Liz again at the reception and I paid for the bill. Not bad, below RMB1,000 for two people.

We left the place and had dimsum at a restaurant nearby. The food was pretty good and we tucked in heartily, chatting happily. We left the restaurant and started our drive back to Hong Kong. We went back the same way we came and before long, we had arrived at my hotel.

Me: “You wanna come up?” I winked at Liz.
Liz: “Why, are we horny again?”
Me: “You bet!”

I left the car with the valet and we held hands as we walked towards the lift lobby and up to my room. Once in the privacy of the room, I slowly led Liz towards the king-sized bed and gently kissed her on her lips. I roamed down to her neck and nuzzled her, spending time around her ears, licking her ear lobes. She closed her eyes and moaned softly, while tugging at my top. I too, lifted her top over her head and sensually unbuttoned her pants. Soon we were both naked in bed, taking our time to slowly enjoy each other. She started her pilgrimage down to my penis and started a swirling action on the head of my penis with her tongue. She coated my shaft with her saliva, and used her soft hands to grasp the head, causing me to gasp a little with the new sensation. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to fully savor the delicious electric shocks that she was causing at the very core of my senses.

Not wanting to be selfish, I pulled her up and took her by the lips again. This time I wanted to be the lead. I trailed a path from her ear lobes down to her breasts, she was heaving heavily now and I could tell from the glistening trail of cum juice dripping down her pussy lips. Wanting her to be even more turned on, I focused on her breasts, licking the area slowly, making sure I licked the underside of her breasts before moving on to her nipples. Her areolas were magnificent, just the right size and I took one in my mouth and sucked, gently at first, and working up to the strength of a commercial vacuum cleaner (ok, exaggeration here) She arched her back and let out a long sexy moan while using her hands to press my head against her chest.

I trailed further downwards, licking and giving her little bites along the way. I stopped at her belly button and used my tongue to tickle her a little. I marveled at her well-trimmed bush and started with my attack on her pussy lips. I really ate her this time, feeding myself on her cum juices, making sure I didn’t waste her essences. I licked her entirely clean and she was moving her pelvis up and down, demanding attention at her clitoris.

Liz: “UrgghhhhhhHHHHH…. LEOOOOO…. YESSSSS…. THERE!!!!! GAWWWWDDDDD!!!! SUCK MEEEEEE HARDDDDDD!!!! MAKE ME CUMMMMMMMM!!!! “

I remembered how she had enjoyed my hard sucking on her clitoris when we made love in her open air bathtub and attacked her clitoris with fervor. I sucked hard at it and didn’t let go till I felt her familiar shuddering start, first from the tightening of her feet, up her thighs, exploding to full force at her pelvis, ebbing away slowly at her chest and finally the groan that escaped her lips as her orgasm finally found an outlet. Her tremors slowed down and became less frequent and I continued my administrations on her lower lips. This time I was gentler as I knew she was sensitive immediately after an orgasm. I licked her slowly again and watched as she relaxed, while still in a state of arousal.

By now, my erection had reached its max, and was throbbing, threatening to explode. The head of my penis was sporting an angry red look and I needed a release. I moved on top of Liz and slowly inserted myself into her. The penetration was smooth as Liz was amply lubricated with both her juices and my saliva.

Liz: (panting) “Baby… you are such a wonderful lover… I have never had anybody who has made me feel like I had just died and gone to heaven and back…. I want you so badly… I want to feel you inside me… I want to feel your cum shooting in me…”

I was suddenly aware that I was not capped and did not have a condom ready. I hesitated and Liz, sensing my hesitation, “Don’t worry, my period just ended on Friday, and I am very regular, it is safe now”

Not needing any further encouragement and even if I did have any reservations, my lower head completely took over. I pushed into Liz in the missionary position and soon we were rocking in tempo, with Liz matching me stroke for stroke.
Me: “My god Liz… You’re so incredibly sexy… I could just stay here and make love to you all day long… I have not felt this way for ages… you just bring out the monster in me…”

Liz smiled at me and kissed me as she rocked even harder. Soon I was getting tired of this position and pulled her up to a sitting position, with her legs straddling me on both sides. In this position, the penetration was not as deep and we could not move as fast, but it provided us with the intimacy that we both craved for at this point. Liz moved slowly, closing her eyes to enjoy the slow lovemaking. I arched my back and allowed her to take charge, first in a slow up-down motion, then alternating to a circular gyrating movement as she began to build up to her next orgasm.

“AHHhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!.... MAKE ME CUMMM AGAIN!!!!! DON’T STOP… JUST KEEP FUCKING MEEEEEE… YOU MAKE ME FEEL SOOOO GOOOOODDDDDDD”

Liz was getting really vocal now. She was like a woman out of control, with only one aim in her agenda – her orgasm and nothing was going to stand in her way. She increased her rocking tempo, and as I felt her vaginal muscles contracting with increased frequency, I felt my own imminent orgasm building up. I tried to slow down my own release but Liz was making it hard and I was definitely closer to the finishing line than her. I gave my orgasm a final effort of resistance but I could not control myself any longer. I ejaculated hard into her, coming in spurts of hot sperm, filling her vaginal cavity with a primitive growl escaping from my throat. My orgasm sparked Liz’s ascend to her own peak. Her eyes rolled backwards and she arched her back, her hands holding on to my shoulders as she impaled herself on my penis one final time, screaming at the top of her voice as she started on her orgasm. She trembled and shuddered hard, like she was being attacked from the back, and she did not stop till her face was all flushed with blood being pumped all throughout her body. She collapsed hugging my body and curled up in a fetal position as I laid her down gently, hugged her in a spooning position, her favorite post coitus position.

We fell asleep that way the entire night.

BigBoy2

15-11-2010, 01:09 PM

Nice..... Please do update more often....

eeemen

16-11-2010, 03:23 PM

YourExcellency

17-11-2010, 03:44 AM

Bro Y Ex, I enjoyed the clarity of your narration as well as chronicling the surrounding environment, it really makes me feel like I have been transported into that time zone as well! :D [how i wished eh?] It seems so natural that its like watching a movie rolling, but in this case, is your diction that has enabled such a feeling to be experienced via your words and description.

Whenever I read your posts, i tend to choose a quiet moment and to be alone to really enjoy the mood that you have depicted in your story, rather than rush thru reading it. As they say, must have the right and correct ambiance to enjoy!! But hey, that's me, just sharing with you how I am enjoying your epic tale.

Thanks once again, and I do understand the need to get feedback, so really no issue here with me. Looking forward to more, cheers .............

Fwah! thank you for your encouragement! if only i had more supporters like you! :p

But I am getting tired of narrating the sexual scenes, i mean how many ways can you have sex in the bedroom and narrate it so that it still sounds fresh to the readers? So I have decided that I will focus more on our relationship than the sex, unless of course, it is inevitable in keeping with the flow :)

YourExcellency

19-11-2010, 11:52 PM

Dear All,
Due to lack of support I have decided to stop this story. :o

I thank all who have supported my thread.

Thank you.:p

YourExcellency.

ASUS

20-11-2010, 01:26 AM

Hmm...Hi Your Excellency...

Quietly, i've been reading your posts and as my post count states, i seldom post to respond to anything. However, i must say you do write very well and i'm always entralled with yr story.

Needless to say, i'm kinda sad that you've decided to stop. However, i do acknowledge that writing lengthy paragraphs ain't easy.

As such, i would just like to say thanks and kudos for sharing.

Cheers

ktvking

20-11-2010, 09:19 AM

Dear All,
Due to lack of support I have decided to stop this story. :o

I thank all who have supported my thread.

Thank you.:p

YourExcellency.

YourExcelency,

It is really sad to see that you have decided to stop this story. I thought that your story and your writing is superb, the best I have ever read.

Just curious, may we know what you are really looking for in seeking for support? Comments by readers in your thread? I am sure there are a lot of people reading and enjoying your story and writing style but they do not express themselves here for whatever reasons.

Ever since I came across your thread, the first thing I do when I come here is to look for "The Scent of a Woman". :-) Now, I am a bit lost.

wthlolol

20-11-2010, 01:23 PM

TS, don't get disheartened by the number of views and the number of replies. Some of us are just lazy to log in to post our comments. As for number of views, it builds up over time

eeemen

20-11-2010, 06:53 PM

Its a sad day for those of us who have been following your thread bro TS. Cheers .........

YourExcellency

21-11-2010, 12:08 AM

YourExcelency,

It is really sad to see that you have decided to stop this story. I thought that your story and your writing is superb, the best I have ever read.

Just curious, may we know what you are really looking for in seeking for support? Comments by readers in your thread? I am sure there are a lot of people reading and enjoying your story and writing style but they do not express themselves here for whatever reasons.

Ever since I came across your thread, the first thing I do when I come here is to look for "The Scent of a Woman". :-) Now, I am a bit lost.

Dear Ktvking, Many thanks for your response. As I mentioned before, points dont mean much to me... but my readers' responses and feedback are very much appreciated. It gets boring when I am just going on and on with my narrating but I am not getting any indication of whether or not I am captivating a steady audience or I am just catching lots of passer-bys.

So as not to disappoint the bros who have been following my thread, I will carry on but will try to shorten it. :p

YourExcellency

21-11-2010, 12:09 AM

Its a sad day for those of us who have been following your thread bro TS. Cheers .........

eeemen,

Thanks for your support! As mentioned I will carry on and try to wrap up soon!

YourExcellency

21-11-2010, 01:18 AM

Monday
When I woke up, Liz had already gone. She had left a note telling me that she had a morning meeting and needed to get home to change before her breakfast meeting. I got dressed and headed off to the office.

Work was drawing to a close. I had finished up most of my work in Hong Kong and I was needed back in Singapore, where I could look forward to a more normal lifestyle of going to work at more ‘regular’ hours and return home to see my wife and kid. I was happy to be returning to Singapore but I was a little sad to be leaving Liz. I called her and told her of my return. She sounded sad but she took it like a mature woman, saying that we would still remain in contact and if she had the time or opportunity, she would look me up in Singapore. I gave her my best wishes and I left that week on Wednesday. We agreed that it would be too painful for her to send me to the airport, so we decided to just have a simple drink at the hotel lobby that night. It was rather uneventful and we did not have any more sex that night as it would be too difficult to part.

Back on Home Ground
I tried my best to play the part of the devoted husband/ father when I was back in Singapore. I went to work, got off work, came home for dinner, watched TV, played with my son, had good sex with the wife and slept. The works. Very routine till one day about a month later, just after lunch, I got a call from an “UNKNOWN” number. There was no caller ID so I was wondering who it was.

“Ringggggggggggggggggggggggg!!!”

Me: “Hello?”
“Hello? Is that Leo? This is Liz”

LIZ!!! Out of the blue! :D:D:D

Me: “Hey, how are you? Where are you right now?”
Liz: “Geographically or specifically?”
Me: “Both!”
Liz: “Geographically I am near you, specifically, I am standing at the atrium of Paragon in Orchard Road, are you in the office?”
Me: “Yes I am in the office, what are you doing in Singapore?”
Liz: “I’m here on business, to see my private banker!”
Me: “Great! When are you free? Shall we have dinner?"
Liz: “Sure!”

I decided to bring her to the China Club where I just had my membership renewed. For brothers who have never been there, it’s at the 52nd floor of the Capital Tower on Robinson Road, Shenton Way. It offers private dining and is open to members only. My office had just renewed my membership as I had to entertain some of our customers from overseas and the environment provided the kind of privacy that was necessary in our industry. It serves many members of the elite, ranging from the top guy in Singapore to normal employees like myself. I personally like the interior decoration as it fuses the new and the old of Chinese culture and is truly a nice place to have dinner.

I settled the wife and picked Liz up at her hotel. She was putting up at the St Regis, a hotel that I had never been previously. My Merc SUV looked like a dwarf among the congregation of luxury cars parked outside the St Regis. Gallardos, Porches, Bentleys, S-Klasses, damn, this was like the unofficial hangout of the rich and famous! The porter signaled me to park my car all the way to the front of the porch and I got out of the car to meet Liz in the lobby. She looked ravishing as usual. She had on a turquoise one piece dress that hugged her body and showed off her womanly curves, paired with a pair of perfectly matching 4” heels, a fuchsia silk scarf tied around her neck ala CX stewardesses and topped it off with a TOD’S handbag. Her make up was perfect, the colors accentuating her high cheekbones and almond face. Her hair was done up in a bun, just the way I had told her I liked it when I was in Hong Kong. We greeted each other with a social kiss and we walked towards my car. She had a little problem climbing into the SUV with her tight dress, so I helped her up and soon we were driving down Orchard Road, towards Shenton Way. I had especially selected my favorite album – Nora Jones (yes I like her that much☺)

Me: “How have you been recently? I haven’t heard from you for ages! By the way you look as beautiful as ever!”
Liz: “Thanks! I’ve been busy lately, made a couple of trips to China and back to the US, but then my banker called me and asked me to come in for a short trip, so here I am!”
Me: “Wow they must like you very much to put you up at a hotel like that!”
Liz: “It wasn’t my choice but since its new and I’ve never stayed there, I thought I would give it a try! It’s much nicer than my usual Sofitel!

That was what I liked about Liz, her modesty. She never saw it fit to boast about her lifestyle, though it was one that most of us could only dream of.

We chatted along the way, catching up on the past month that we had not seen or contacted each other. She appeared to be in high spirits. We parked the car and took the lift up to the 52nd floor, changing lifts at the lower lift lobby.

“Tinggggggg!”

The lift door opened and we were greeted by a waitress I knew well, Jackie.

Jackie: “Hello Mr Leo! We have your reservation for two tonight?”
Me: “Hi Jackie! Yes it is just for two tonight!”

We sat down and since I had already ordered our food via email in the afternoon, the waiting staff left us alone. Jackie had taken the discretion to seat us in a quiet corner, overlooking the city. This is exactly why I like entertaining here! Anyway, it was a pretty sight. As we sat there, chatting while looking out of the full-length glass, we were served our wine and food.

Since it was a Chinese dinner, I had chosen to drink yellow wine (黃酒) for its smooth easy drinkability. The first course of dinner was the appetizer, a cold dish comprising of char siew and some shallots. The char siew was made just right, not too fat but also not too lean, just enough to be juicy and succulent to the senses. Next up was soup – herbal chicken soup with fish glue (?) (魚膠) It was pretty good too, with the taste of herbs and chicken, texturized with the sticky aftertaste of the protein-rich fish glue. I could tell that Liz liked the soup a lot so I ordered another bowl for her without asking her.

Liz: “Still as attentive as ever eh? How many women have you swooned this way?”
Me: “Me? Are you talking to me? I don’t have any luck with women if that’s what you are trying to ask me!”

She laughed and I could tell she was a happy woman tonight.

We finished the dinner with Liz being her usual self, her cheerful chatter and sometimes intelligent, insightful remarks, sometimes the silly girly retorts. We ate a lot that night - Peking duck, seafood platter with abalone and sea-cucumber, asparagus boiled in chicken soup and finally bird’s nest as dessert. I could tell Liz was in her comfort zone as these were her usual fare. Not me. First of all, there is nothing I like more than eating at a hawker centre, devouring the local delicacies at difficult to hunt down places. I was one to drive across the island in search of the best chye tao kuay, best bak kut teh or the most delicious mee pok. By the time we were done, Liz’s face was a bright shade of red, no thanks to her make up, but the yellow wine. She had forgotten that yellow wine, while easily palatable, packed a very strong punch.

I asked for the bill and we left the restaurant, thanking Jackie for her wonderful service and the delicious dinner.

StillLearning

21-11-2010, 10:12 AM

Its a sad day for those of us who have been following your thread bro TS. Cheers .........

I am just as sad and disappointed.
I do not have enough points to offer a few to him.

StillLearning

21-11-2010, 10:23 AM

eeemen

21-11-2010, 07:40 PM

eeemen,

Thanks for your support! As mentioned I will carry on and try to wrap up soon!

Much appreciated bro TS, thanks, cheers ................

YourExcellency

24-11-2010, 11:54 AM

I signed for the bill and we left the restaurant, thanking Jackie for her wonderful service and the delicious dinner.

As I had to drive, I had not drank that much but Liz was unexpectedly over her usual high alcohol tolerance. Maybe it was because she didn’t have to drive so she had lowered her guard and drank to her heart’s content, or maybe she was… I don’t know. She was slurring slightly and had her eyes half closed as soon as she got into the car. Needless to say, she had even ore difficulty getting into the car this time and I had to help her by hoisting her up to the front seat and lifting her legs into the car. As I did so, her dress hiked up her waist and exposed part of her full shapely butt, showing me just a glimpse of her panties. Nothing trashy here, just a pair of light baby blue pair of regular silk undies. Man, this woman was really immaculate from head to toe, inside and out! I had a slight reaction in my groin and had to consciously remind myself to hold my horses.

Sensing that she would not be able to go anywhere else, I decided to send her back to her hotel. As I pulled into the front of the hotel, I felt her awaken, she put her hand on my lap and stroked me slowly.

Liz: “Leo… have you missed me?”

I was speechless. I wanted to tell this wonderful woman that she had been on my mind when I was making love to my wife, and it had taken a lot of restraint on my part to put her out of my mind, but I was well aware of the dangers of doing so. This was homeground - one wrong move and my marriage was on the cards.

Me: “Liz.. you’re drunk… you should go to bed…”
Liz: “No… I’m not drunk… I’m asking if you missed me?”
Me: “Honestly, yes I did… but its too hard to do this…”

She took her hand off my lap, leaned over and gave me a hug.

Liz: “Don’t worry Leo, I am not asking you for any promises. I just want us to be happy when we’re together.”
Me: “I was really happy tonight. I had the company of the most beautiful woman in the entire restaurant!”

The porter opened her door at this point and I decided that I had to send her up to her room. I stepped out of the car and handed the key to the porter and helped Liz out of the car. I supported her as we walked towards the lift up to her room.

StillLearning

24-11-2010, 12:06 PM

Loon khor

24-11-2010, 01:55 PM

Your Excellency....very well written and can't wait to read your next chapter.

Cheers on!!

simple2kee

24-11-2010, 04:20 PM

good story & well written. :)

horny03

24-11-2010, 06:02 PM

Hi YourExcellency,

I have used abt 2 hrs to read finish your story. It is very good written. I think you are the happiest man with liz at the moment with lot of eyes watching and envy liz and you. If i were to meet someone like liz, i would be the most happy guy around. Haha

grouchycabi

24-11-2010, 06:32 PM

Excellent writing! Read like a professionally written novel. Well done.

I am very tempted to take up membership with China Club Singapore after reading what you have written. Have done some enquiries. Looks like a very good place which provides good Chinese cuisine.

Please keep up the good work Your Excellency and of course keep the story flowing.

:)

ktvking

24-11-2010, 10:24 PM

Needless to say, she had even ore difficulty getting into the car this time and I had to help her by hoisting her up to the front seat and lifting her legs into the car. As I did so, her dress hiked up her waist and exposed part of her full shapely butt, showing me just a glimpse of her panties. Nothing trashy here, just a pair of light baby blue pair of regular silk undies. Man, this woman was really immaculate from head to toe, inside and out! I had a slight reaction in my groin and had to consciously remind myself to hold my horses.

Man, your story is simply great. The best. Since you stopped half way, I couldn't wait, so I re-read all your previous posting again and ... friend, hurry up, we can't wait much longer for the next chapter...

Impatiently waiting ...

YourExcellency

25-11-2010, 02:39 AM

Good Day [YourExcellency],
Keep Up with your continuing story.
I would like to read how you diplomatically handle your alluring, charming, intelligent and well-dressed lady friend.
I speculate that if you were not married, you would be most interested in her.
Cheers.
p.s. will be minus 3 C for me tomorrow

Where I am right now it's also getting colder and where I am going its going to be even colder... gotta stock up on winter clothing too :)

Your Excellency....very well written and can't wait to read your next chapter.

Cheers on!!

Thank you for the encouragement!

good story & well written. :)

Thanks!

Hi YourExcellency,

I have used abt 2 hrs to read finish your story. It is very good written. I think you are the happiest man with liz at the moment with lot of eyes watching and envy liz and you. If i were to meet someone like liz, i would be the most happy guy around. Haha

Thank you for your kind words. It was indeed an amazing time that i spent with Liz.

Excellent writing! Read like a professionally written novel. Well done.

I am very tempted to take up membership with China Club Singapore after reading what you have written. Have done some enquiries. Looks like a very good place which provides good Chinese cuisine.

Please keep up the good work Your Excellency and of course keep the story flowing.

:)

I highly recommend it, especially if you will need to entertain guests in a more discreet environment from time to time. It should be a no-brainer if your company is paying the membership fees :)

Man, your story is simply great. The best. Since you stopped half way, I couldn't wait, so I re-read all your previous posting again and ... friend, hurry up, we can't wait much longer for the next chapter...

Impatiently waiting ...

The next chapter coming right up!

For the benefit of the brothers who have been following my thread, I have decided to post in red to facilitate easier reading of updated posts.

YourExcellency

25-11-2010, 02:41 AM

St Regis
When we reached her room, she fumbled in her bag for her card. She found it and inserted her card into the slot. I helped her into the room and the room was fantastic. It had a king sized bed and a bigger than normal washroom. I helped Liz to the bed and laid her down. She closed her eyes and pulled me down towards her. Unable to resist, I lowered my body down onto hers and embraced her, and moved my lips down towards hers. The kiss was slow and sensual, our tongues swirling in each other’s mouths, exploring each crevice in turn, slowly building up to a frenzied hunger. She pulled on my business shirt and with a few deft fingers; she had my shirt and pants out of the way. I was left in only my boxers. My hands instinctively moved towards her dress and pulled it over her head, revealing her perfectly matched bra and panties. Her pale skin was in stark contrast with her underwear, even in the dim room light. Upon inspection of her bra, I saw that it was lined with lace in intricate patterns. Suddenly it dawned upon me that I had seen the bra and panty somewhere! My wife had bought the same ensemble when we last went shopping at La Perla! Talk about coincidence!

I undid the clasp of the bra and sucked hungrily on her nipples. She arched her back and moaned softly while her hands moved to the back of my head, trying to control the depth at which I was sucking her beautiful breasts. My erection was causing a silly looking tent in the front of my boxers and I had a raging huge hard on.

I slowly moved my attention down to her nether region and pulled her panties down slowly using my teeth. As her pussy was slowly revealed to me, I took a deep whiff of her sexy womanly scent. Her panties were now rolled in a heap around her ankles and slipping them off, I raised them to my nose and inhaled her scent. She smelt like lavender and I realized that she had not gone to the toilet throughout the entire dinner! She was that fresh! I moved towards her pussy and slowly painted her with my tongue. She purred as I licked around the folds of flesh around her pussy, admiring her beautiful sex. I took extra care to lick behind the lips and felt her gyrating hips rise up in anticipation of my tongue.

gaipauchi

25-11-2010, 09:52 PM

hey, bro been following up ur story 4 awhile, pls keep it going.....:)

Wishing4U

25-11-2010, 10:32 PM

It was indeed wonderful to be able to see the continuation of your story. You have been one of the best writers in the decade I've quietly surfed SBF. Thank you for sharing your story with us. Wish I had the patience to pen my own story but I know I will...still letting the story brew in my head..:)

ktvking

29-11-2010, 07:06 AM

St Regis
She purred as I licked around the folds of flesh around her pussy, admiring her beautiful sex. I took extra care to lick behind the lips and felt her gyrating hips rise up in anticipation of my tongue.

YourExcellency, where are you? Many of us here miss the Scent of a Woman!

StillLearning

29-11-2010, 11:30 AM

[YourExcellency},
It looks like numerous of your "fans" and avid followers, are able to smell the Scent of Your Lady Friend, through their computer monitors.
They are patiently waiting to read your next chapter, to start the week.
Cheers.

eeemen

29-11-2010, 02:05 PM

My tongue is momentarily stuck at the folds of her nicely scented lips, waiting for further maneuvers instructions to proceed!! :D, Looking forward to your next updates bro TS, cheers ................

YourExcellency

29-11-2010, 04:28 PM

hey, bro been following up ur story 4 awhile, pls keep it going.....:)

Thanks for waiting... next part coming right up!:D

It was indeed wonderful to be able to see the continuation of your story. You have been one of the best writers in the decade I've quietly surfed SBF. Thank you for sharing your story with us. Wish I had the patience to pen my own story but I know I will...still letting the story brew in my head..:)

Sometimes we have incidents or experiences that we are unable to tell our closest friends and family, and being able tell your story online anonymously affords you the chance to vent :)

simple2kee

29-11-2010, 04:31 PM

Thanks for waiting... next part coming right up!:D

glad to hear tht u r coming back for more updates. thk u. :)

YourExcellency

29-11-2010, 04:33 PM

YourExcellency, where are you? Many of us here miss the Scent of a Woman!

Thank you, next part coming right up for you! ;)

[YourExcellency},
It looks like numerous of your "fans" and avid followers, are able to smell the Scent of Your Lady Friend, through their computer monitors.
They are patiently waiting to read your next chapter, to start the week.
Cheers.

Yes, till today the scent still lingers in my memory, thus the name. Btw, you got PM'ed.

My tongue is momentarily stuck at the folds of her nicely scented lips, waiting for further maneuvers instructions to proceed!! :D, Looking forward to your next updates bro TS, cheers ................

Hahaha!!! Beware of jawlock or tongue fatigue!!! Think we have all been there and its not a good feeling! :D

YourExcellency

29-11-2010, 04:34 PM

glad to hear tht u r coming back for more updates. thk u. :)

Yes, I didnt think it was fair to leave my supporters high and dry :p

YourExcellency

29-11-2010, 04:45 PM

Liz pulled my boxers down and, using her fingers, she slowly massaged my erection. I was about to burst. I moved on top of her and drove my penis into her warm wet silky vagina, past her pussy lips, penetrating her till our pelvises were grinding together. A long contented sigh escaped from her lips as she re-closed her eyes, reveling in her own pleasure.

We got into a rocking tempo, as I pumped hard in and out of Liz. She was close; I could feel it from the way her vaginal muscles were contracting. At this point; there was nothing tender about our lovemaking, it was pure sex. We both had a desire to be fulfilled and nothing was going to stop us. As I felt her contractions getting closer and exerting greater pressure on my penis, I concentrated on my own orgasm. Sperm started to build from deep inside my balls, threatening to spill out on this beautiful work of art but I held on. When I felt Liz shuddering, starting from the soles of her feet, slowly up to her pussy, moving up to her chest, I knew her end was near. My orgasm started just as she rolled back her eyes and started murmuring incoherently.

Liz: “Urghh… hmmm… fuck me… arghhh… ahhh… Leo… you fill… urgh… so deep… hitting me... there... yes... there... urgh… I’mmmmmm commmminnnggggg!!!”

As I felt her orgasm start, it triggered my own orgasm. I pulled my penis out of her in one swift motion and replaced my penis with two of my fingers, jamming her pussy. She instinctively pulled me into her mouth, taking my entire shaft into her mouth and started sucking for all she was worth. Her feet bucked violently and she strained to prolong the orgasm. I ejaculated into her mouth and watched as she sucked and licked me till I was all-clean. Her legs ha also quietened down and stopped the wild kicking. Liz licked her lips and gave me a weak sleepy smile.

Liz: “That was wonderful baby… I missed your hot sperm in my mouth, and it tasted really sweet tonight, you should drink more yellow wine”

God! This woman, does she even know what harm she can do with that sexy look and that kind of dirty talk? She continued licking up and down my shaft until I was too sensitive and had to pull her away from my dick. She was a sated woman, and as she succumbed to the effects of the yellow wine, she drifted off slowly into sleep.

I hugged her till she fell asleep that night and softly got dressed to go home.

BigBoy2

29-11-2010, 04:56 PM

Nice Bro.... Care to update more often if possible....... Really like what you are writing...........

ktvking

30-11-2010, 12:56 AM

Liz: “Urghh… hmmm… fuck me… arghhh… ahhh… Leo… you fill… urgh… so deep… hitting me... there... yes... there... urgh… I’mmmmmm commmminnnggggg!!!”

Arghhhhhh ......... ohhhhhhhhhhh ..........

I just c.......

Gosh ... even if this is not real ... you are an incredibly great writer! The way you write and the way you pay attention to your womon's needs, it's just .... I can't find a good word to describe!

:D

YourExcellency

30-11-2010, 06:18 AM

Arghhhhhh ......... ohhhhhhhhhhh ..........

I just c.......

Gosh ... even if this is not real ... you are an incredibly great writer! The way you write and the way you pay attention to your womon's needs, it's just .... I can't find a good word to describe!

:D

Dear ktvking,

Many thanks for your compliments! I always try my best to satisfy my women :) All it takes is to inject some real feeling when you are involved, regardless if you are casual partners or full time lovers, women can always feel that extra touch.

StillLearning

30-11-2010, 10:46 AM

[YourExcellency],
Thank you for another captivating and sensous episode to start the week.
Pardon me that I did not notice your private message from Nov 21 and 25, 2010.
Earlier this afternoon was a balmy 6C, but will return to sub zero from Tuesday evening onwards.
I hope your spouse did not find out about your adventures.

simple2kee

30-11-2010, 08:51 PM

Gosh ... even if this is not real ... you are an incredibly great writer!

yes i do agree.

yes, YourExcellency, keep up the good work.:)

ktvking

05-12-2010, 06:15 PM

Dear ktvking,

Many thanks for your compliments! I always try my best to satisfy my women :) All it takes is to inject some real feeling when you are involved, regardless if you are casual partners or full time lovers, women can always feel that extra touch.

YourExcellency, can't agree with you more!

So, where are you? Almost one week past without updates from you now. Cannot wait any more. :D

YourExcellency

06-12-2010, 10:50 AM

Back at home
My wife was fast asleep when I got home and I had to take my shower in the guestroom. When I climbed into bed with her, I felt guilty about my little escapade and hugged her in bed the entire night.

The following morning, while I was shaving, I heard my phone beep. It was a message from Liz, that she was up and if I wanted to have breakfast with her. I replied and arranged to pick her up once I was ready.

She was standing at the porch when I pulled up to her hotel. She was dressed in casual jeans and a yellow polo. She had her hair tied back in a ponytail and she looked at least 5-8 years younger than her actual age. Her make up was light, just enough to accentuate her high cheekbones and she put on pinkish lipstick, making her lips look extremely kissable. She had on a pair of matching yellow athletic shoes and sported a simple tote bag. She looked like she was about to go shopping on a weekend even though it was only Thursday. She got into the car and gave me a kiss on the lips.

Liz: “Good morning, baby… did you sleep well?”
Me: “Yes I did, especially after all that food and exercise!”

She slapped me on the arm and giggled like a school girl.

Liz: “Yeah.. that was some exercise, wasn’t it?”
Me: “What would you like to have for breakfast?”
Liz: “Something different I guess… any suggestions?”

I decided to bring her for morning bak kut teh at Ng Ah Sio at Rangoon Road. When we got there, it was already bustling with activity. All the tables were filled with customers, hungrily devouring the bite sized pieces of fresh tender spice filled pork ribs. I secured us a table, thanks to a waiter who recognized me as a not-so-regular customer, as I usually only patronized this place on occasion where I had to bring guests out for local-style breakfasts. I ordered pork ribs, kidneys, liver, doughsticks, ‘tang-ho’ and preserved vegetables. Liz enjoyed the food, especially liking the peppered soup. We also had kungfu tea using the little teacups, sating our tastebuds with the aromatic pu-er tea.

bornf

07-12-2010, 02:49 AM

great story

LyAiN

07-12-2010, 03:31 PM

Bro TS,

As an silence reader for some time, even I couldn't stop myself from typing & said that nonetheless, your story is the number 1 ranking for poetic story ever published. Many stories like in magazine or stories in SBF are built on the sexual process, but your is truly an ART, bringing out almost every single details & depth of the encounter. Please DO NOT CUT short the story, we love the every single pieces of sentence you wrote, and will leave down a good good name for itself.

在SBF, 你真的是＂前无古人，后无来者！＂

PS: bro, like you asked something to add on in earlier thread, it would be better to post some pictures of those places you been, to relate the scenarios earlier in, or lucky enough for us photo of Liz, with her face covered to show her C-cup + her nicely nipples, pinkish color? Her figure is good? We like see some of it to imagine!

ktvking

08-12-2010, 12:59 AM

Bro TS,

在SBF, 你真的是＂前无古人，后无来者！＂

PS: bro, like you asked something to add on in earlier thread, it would be better to post some pictures of those places you been, to relate the scenarios earlier in, or lucky enough for us photo of Liz, with her face covered to show her C-cup + her nicely nipples, pinkish color? Her figure is good? We like see some of it to imagine!

Well, the first part 你真的是＂前无古人，后无来者！, agree.

For pictures, I don't think we need. YourExcellency's writing is good enough, if not better than pictures!

YourExcellency, we are impatiently waiting for your next episode. :D

YourExcellency

08-12-2010, 12:56 PM

great story

Thanks!

Bro TS,

As an silence reader for some time, even I couldn't stop myself from typing & said that nonetheless, your story is the number 1 ranking for poetic story ever published. Many stories like in magazine or stories in SBF are built on the sexual process, but your is truly an ART, bringing out almost every single details & depth of the encounter. Please DO NOT CUT short the story, we love the every single pieces of sentence you wrote, and will leave down a good good name for itself.

在SBF, 你真的是＂前无古人，后无来者！＂

PS: bro, like you asked something to add on in earlier thread, it would be better to post some pictures of those places you been, to relate the scenarios earlier in, or lucky enough for us photo of Liz, with her face covered to show her C-cup + her nicely nipples, pinkish color? Her figure is good? We like see some of it to imagine!

Thanks for the suggestion, but I hardly take pictures of the places that I visit, not that much of a camera guy :) Also, Liz would never ever agree to be photographed, for obvious reasons... Her stats are fabulous for a woman her age, but of course, it cant be compared to the nubile figures of 18 yr olds :)

I dont think I am worthy of such high praise, but it sure does wonders to the ego !

Well, the first part 你真的是＂前无古人，后无来者！, agree.

For pictures, I don't think we need. YourExcellency's writing is good enough, if not better than pictures!

YourExcellency, we are impatiently waiting for your next episode. :D

Next part expedited just for you! :p

YourExcellency

08-12-2010, 01:09 PM

Unknown to Liz, I had decided to take the day off to keep her company. I had also told my wife that I had some guests in town and then shortly after, I would have to make a short trip over the weekend. Since my wife had never had a reason to suspect me, she wished me a good trip and didn’t ask too many details. I had often taken weekend trips for business with my overseas clients and usually parked my car at the airport when I took short trips (my wife had her own car so she really couldn’t care less). I had packed a weekend bag filled with some casual gear and it was sitting in the trunk of my car.

After breakfast, we got back into my car and I headed off towards the Marina Bay Sands. Liz was surprised and upon hearing that I had taken the day off to keep her company, she sported a big smile on her face. I pulled into the parking lot, (not willing to spring for the ridiculous valet parking fees) and led Liz towards the casino. I knew Liz had a gambling streak in her and she had never been to the new casino. We played at a few tables, playing Blackjack, Poker and even had a laugh at the slot machines. I was not a gambler, so I only joined Liz in a couple of games. She was an exceptionally lucky gambler, and had many lucky hands while playing poker. Her winnings were starting to show and when we cashed her chips, it amounted to a $20,000 winning. Needless to say, she was elated. I knew the amount didn’t mean very much to her, but as all punters would agree, winning is winning.

By the time we walked out of the casino, it was already dusk. I brought her to the Imperial Treasure restaurant at Ngee Ann City for dinner, a place I knew well and ate often with my business associates. I am careful not to bring my wife to the same places that I entertain, for obvious reasons. The captain recognized me and ushered us to an empty table in a private corner. I ordered a clear broth chicken soup, steamed garoupa, some baby kailan and a spicy toufu. It was simple fare but we enjoyed our dinner tremendously. The captain was also very discreet, coming close to our table ad chatting casually with us, giving us little anecdotes of the sources of their dishes, and how they were prepared, but never once did the conversation verge on invasion of each other’s privacy. That was what I liked about this captain, other than the one at the China Club, very professional in their work as service professionals. Liz insisted on buying me dinner as she had done well at the tables earlier. I decided to oblige her. She happily paid for the dinner and we walked out of the restaurant, acting cordially as I did not want to run the risk of running into anybody I knew. Up till now, I had been very cordial when we were outside. We got into the car and I was thinking hard about where to go.

eeemen

09-12-2010, 06:09 PM

Heading/driving up north? Or going on a short cruise? :D waiting for your updates bro, cheers .........

chaivcvc

09-12-2010, 11:14 PM

Like yr kind of life of being rich and can do lots of things man, if only I'm like u, my life would be more interesting as yrs. Good experience u have there man, will be waiting more of yr life stories man!!!

YourExcellency

10-12-2010, 02:42 AM

Heading/driving up north? Or going on a short cruise? :D waiting for your updates bro, cheers .........

yeah theres only so much we can do here in singapore :)

Like yr kind of life of being rich and can do lots of things man, if only I'm like u, my life would be more interesting as yrs. Good experience u have there man, will be waiting more of yr life stories man!!!

No I am not rich... comfortable yes, but definitely nowhere close to rich.

ktvking

10-12-2010, 05:01 PM

yeah theres only so much we can do here in singapore :)

No I am not rich... comfortable yes, but definitely nowhere close to rich.

Does not matter rich or not. You are enjoying your life, that is what is important.

Awaiting you to bring us to new heights again ...

eXia-san

10-12-2010, 07:11 PM

waoo~~ nice story bro~~ Keep it up,dont MIA too long leh... write longer abit for a pit-stop... XD

StillLearning

16-12-2010, 08:43 AM

Waiting for your next episode.

ktvking

17-12-2010, 06:59 PM

She happily paid for the dinner and we walked out of the restaurant, acting cordially as I did not want to run the risk of running into anybody I knew. Up till now, I had been very cordial when we were outside. We got into the car and I was thinking hard about where to go.

So what happened after casino?

YourExcellency

20-12-2010, 03:17 PM

sorry I was away for a family trip, so didn't have time to update much... here's another installment for all my loyal readers! :p

YourExcellency

20-12-2010, 03:18 PM

Me: “Hey… anywhere else you would like to go tonight?”
Liz: “Hmmm… I have been to most places in Singapore but this trip has been especially interesting… do you have any more places to suggest?” She had a wicked glint in her eyes.
Me: “I hardly ever go out when I am back home, but let me see…”

I decided to bring Liz to a place I had been to a couple times and enjoyed. I brought her to The Galleries at St James, where the atmosphere was just as I liked, I could people-watch but yet, be in a place where the music was not deafeningly loud. We took a seat near the fake fireplace and ordered cocktails, intending to keep ourselves sober for the night.

We enjoyed ourselves, each having 8 rounds of different medium to hard concoctions of the bartender’s recommendations. By the time we were done, we were both a little buzzed, not drunk enough to not feel the buildup, but high enough to feel the buzz. It was midnight, and I knew better than to try to drive under the influence of alcohol, especially from St James.

I called for the valet drive-home service that I usually used, an extremely good deal for $45 and tasked my usual guy to take us to the St Regis. He nodded silently, not saying anything that was not necessary. He was a guy I trusted and used often and he knew how I was like when I was drunk. He often took care of me when I was entertaining some especially difficult customers, mostly the Chinese businessmen who were visiting the new casinos and wanted to experience drinking and partying on foreign land. I could never understand that mentality since our night clubs were all filled with Mainland girls, and bedding them was no different from bedding those you saw in China. (sorry to digress here, but I just had to bitch about that ☺ )

We arrived at the St Regis and the hotel valet took over from the drive-you-home valet. We stumbled towards the lobby were soon in the lift.We were already kissing each other passionately. This time I decided to go slow and tender. I explored Liz’s mouth slowly, holding her tightly at the waist as she arched her back to savor the kiss. When we got into the room, I remembered my weekend bag and had to unwillingly break away from Liz in order to call the concierge to bring up my bag from the trunk. Thank god they were quick and we were both still in the mood when the bellboy closed the door behind him. We had both taken the time to freshen up in the bathroom and we were both dressed in the hotel’s bathrobes.

eeemen

20-12-2010, 05:06 PM

welcome back and thanks for the latest installment bro TS. Looking forward to more of your romantic escapades with Liz, :D, cheers .............

charsiew

20-12-2010, 07:36 PM

bro YE, best read i must say... keep it up (if you know what I mean) :D

cs

simple2kee

20-12-2010, 10:41 PM

welcome back. nice to see u here again. :)

YourExcellency

23-12-2010, 02:22 AM

Me: “Hey… anywhere else you would like to go tonight?”
Liz: “Hmmm… I have been to most places in Singapore but this trip has been especially interesting… do you have any more places to suggest?” She had a wicked glint in her eyes.
Me: “I hardly ever go out when I am back home, but let me see…”

I decided to bring Liz to a place I had been to a couple times and enjoyed. I brought her to The Galleries at St James, where the atmosphere was just as I liked, I could people-watch but yet, be in a place where the music was not deafeningly loud. We took a seat near the fake fireplace and ordered cocktails, intending to keep ourselves sober for the night.

We enjoyed ourselves, each having 8 rounds of different medium to hard concoctions of the bartender’s recommendations. By the time we were done, we were both a little buzzed, not drunk enough to not feel the buildup, but high enough to feel the buzz. It was midnight, and I knew better than to try to drive under the influence of alcohol.

I called for the valet drive-home service that I usually used, an extremely good deal for $45 and tasked my usual guy to take us to the St Regis. He nodded silently, not saying anything that was not necessary. He was a guy I trusted and used often and he knew how I was like when I was drunk. He often took care of me when I was entertaining some especially difficult customers, mostly the Chinese businessmen who were visiting the new casinos and wanted to experience drinking on foreign land. I could never understand that mentality since night clubs were all filled with Mainland girls, and bedding them was no different from bedding those you saw in China. (sorry to digress here, but I just had to bitch about that ☺ )

We arrived at the St Regis and the hotel valet took over from the drive-you-home valet. We were soon in the lift and we were already kissing each other passionately. This time I decided to go slow and tender. I explored Liz’s mouth slowly, holding her at the waist as she arched her back to savor the kiss. When we got into the room, I remembered my weekend bag and had to unwillingly break away from Liz in order to call the concierge to bring up my bag from the trunk. Thank god they were quick and we were both still in the mood when the bellboy closed the door behind him. We had both taken the time to freshen up in the bathroom and we were both dressed in the hotel’s bathrobes.

YourExcellency

23-12-2010, 02:24 AM

I took Liz’s hands and led her slowly to the bed, where I sat her down gently. Her eyes told me she was already on fire. The foreplay of the entire day had her all ready and when I touched her sex, I found evidence of her arousal. I licked my juice-coated finger sensually, and showed her my cleaned finger. I did not want to take her (yet), I laid on top of her, and I continued my previous explorations of her mouth. She sucked on my tongue and let out a sigh. I traced a path, beginning at the back of her head, traveled down to her neck, revealing more of her body as I slid the bathrobe down over her shoulders. When I reached her chest, I cupped her soft mounds of fat, marveling at their softness and the smoothness of her pale porcelain skin. Her eyes were closed now and as I moved my mouth over the top of her nipples, she squeezed her eyes tightly shut, calling out my name softly. “Leo….”

My hands moved down towards her waist, by now, her bathrobe was completely off her body, covering only a little portion of her shapely buttocks. My own bathrobe was also sporting a tent at the front, my erection pushing against the heavy terry cloth. She pulled the strings of the bathrobe and slid it over my broad shoulders and came face to face with my angry penis. She squirmed downwards and positioned herself so she could take my penis into her mouth. She sucked me with great fervor, swirling her tongue around the head. God, I could live with this everyday. She licked me clean of my precum, and replaced that with her saliva, coating my penis with a shiny sheen as she licked her lips mockingly.

“Your precum tastes really good… its indescribable.. kind of like a slight savory taste, and the texture is so smooth but not slimy… Hmmmmm….”

I knew what she meant, as I had the same feeling towards her sexy juices too. Pussy juice is hard to describe - the secretions from a healthy pussy are just so sweet that I find it hard to stop eating out a woman till my jaws are too tired.

I turned her over and locked ourselves into a sixty-nine. I licked at her pussy gently at first, savoring the sweet nectar. She moaned softly and moved her pelvis in response. After a good 5 minutes of eating her out, my jaws were getting tired. I turned her around and positioned myself behind her. I wanted her from the back and this time, I was getting extremely turned on by her sexy moans. I positioned my penis at her entrance and slowly penetrated her. Her vaginal muscles were initially tight, due to lack of frequent use since I had left Hong Kong, but I pushed onward slowly. When I felt my penis was buried to the hilt, I slowly withdrew. The soft velvety walls of Liz’s vagina gripped me as I pulled out and another soft moan escaped her when I pushed back in. We got into a slow tempo, with Liz giving out moans on every in stroke of my penis into her vaginal cavity. Wanting to have more control over the speed and depth of my penetration, instead of softly gripping her buttocks, I reached out to hold both of Liz’s hands from the back. I was totally in control of our lovemaking. Liz arched her back and contorted her body to look back at me, while at the same time giving me a look that I found hard to differentiate between pain and pleasure. She saw my confused look and gave me a sexy smile, putting my fear down. We moved at a faster pace now, and after 10 minutes of deep pumping, I felt Liz give a sharp cry and shuddered, followed by a strange wetness around my groin. Till today I do not know if she had ejaculated, but the wetness was definitely more than the usual that I was used to, whether it was with my wife or any of the partners I had been with. My orgasm was also near, and as I felt my own eruptions, I pulled out of her vagina and came over Liz’s smooth fleshy buttocks. The white spunk came in spurts and when it had slowed down to a dribble, I rubbed my penis head around Liz’s buttocks, spreading my sperm in a fetishlike stupor. I reached over to the side table and pulled out some tissues to clean Liz up.

I hugged her to sleep, occasionally feeling Liz shudder slightly till we both fell asleep. We woke up just before dusk and made love one more time and slept till the next morning.

Tmade

23-12-2010, 02:50 PM

I love your story...keep going TS...

ktvking

24-12-2010, 12:43 AM

My orgasm was also near, and as I felt my own eruptions, I pulled out of her vagina and came over Liz’s smooth fleshy buttocks. The white spunk came in spurts and when it had slowed down to a dribble, I rubbed my penis head around Liz’s buttocks, spreading my sperm in a fetishlike stupor. I reached over to the side table and pulled out some tissues to clean Liz up.

I hugged her to sleep, occasionally feeling Liz shudder slightly till we both fell asleep. We woke up just before dusk and made love one more time and slept till the next morning.

OMG! I came and came and came! ;-)

Help! I am getting addicted to Scent of a Woman!

Will we have a nice one for Christmas?

YourExcellency

24-12-2010, 01:27 PM

OMG! I came and came and came! ;-)

Help! I am getting addicted to Scent of a Woman!

Will we have a nice one for Christmas?

Hi ktvking,

Since you asked, why not? Preparing a special double episode for Xmas, especially for you! :D:D:D

YourExcellency

25-12-2010, 12:45 AM

Sunday
We woke up at almost the same time, with me opening my eyes to see her looking intently at me, our faces less than half a feet apart.

Liz: “Good morning, baby”
Me: “Good morning, did you sleep well?”
Liz: “God, that was the best sleep in weeks! Must have been all those cocktails!”
Me : “(murmuring) yeah that, and the mind blowing sex!”

Liz slapped me on my chest and nuzzled close, playing with my sparse chest hair. She kissed my chest gently and took a deep breath.

Liz: “You smell good, so fresh on a Sunday morning… Perfect!”

We got washed up, and dressed. I was thinking hard about where to bring Liz today. I contemplated my options, I could bring her shopping around town and risk running into people I knew (or worse, my wife knew) or we could go north of the border, to Johor Bahru. I decided that JB would be a safer choice. We walked hand in hand down to the lobby and soon, we were on route to the second Link at Tuas. Clearing customs was a breeze and we were soon having brunch at a old coffee shop, enjoying the Malaysian style wanton noodles with the dark soy sauce. Liz enjoyed the noodles immensely as it was very different from Hong Kong style wanton noodles. We went shopping at the Sutera Mall, Liz liking the immense space that was so rare in Hong Kong. We didn’t buy many things; Liz bought some Malaysian style tidbits, some Old Town coffee, and a pair of sandals that she didnt look too excited about. Looks like Malaysian fashion didn’t appeal too much to her!

We spent a considerable amount of time in Carrefour, walking down each aisle as Liz inspected every item that caught her fancy. Liz was a very detailed person, paying close attention to the nutritional value of each type of food.

We finished our day trip with dinner at the Kong Inn, with Liz enjoying the very different style of food preparation, using spices and sauces that were not commonly utilized in traditional Cantonese cuisine.

By the time we got back to Singapore, it was already 10pm. I pulled into the hotel reception and went up to the room with Liz. We made love again, and when we were done, I left Liz in her sleeping state, and headed home.

When I got home, my wife gave me a hug and asked how my trip went, and hinted to me that she wanted sex. I had no choice but to oblige and it took all of my willpower to sustain an erection long enough to complete the deed.

Needless to say, I was deadbeat that night.

YourExcellency

25-12-2010, 12:47 AM

Monday Blues
Came Monday morning, and I was stuck in rush hour traffic. The Flying Dutchman was not making things any easier with his corny jokes. Don’t get me wrong; on good days I enjoy his brand of humor, and his taste in music (most of the time!), but today I just felt everything was just off. I felt tired after all that sex and honestly, didn’t think I could sustain another week of strenuous nocturnal activity. While listening to “Nobody” on the radio, I was wondering if I could handle two women at one time, sexually, that is. By the time I got into the office, it was already half past nine, and my secretary, Evelyn, on seeing my dark eye circles, commented, “Wow, Leo… what happened to you? You look like you had an either terrible night or a really fantastic one!” That forced a little smile out of me as I asked her to bring me my usual cup of coffee.

The day passed uneventfully as I sat in meeting after meeting. I had lunch in the office as I had many documents to sign and proposals to approve. Liz called and said that she was going to go shopping by herself while I was at work and asked if I was free to have dinner with her. I politely declined, with the pretext of wanting to spend more time with my son. She sounded disappointed but luckily, she did not make me feel too bad.

Right after lunch, I received a call from my boss. He wanted me to attend a global annual strategic meeting at our head office in New York City on Thursday. Originally I was not to be involved, as it was for all director level executives only. But as my review was coming up, and it was looking favorable for me, my boss decided at the last minute that I should attend the meeting. Honestly I was not looking forward to traveling at this time, but my boss was adamant. I could understand why, he had been my mentor for the past 10 years, and he was hoping that by the time he retired, I could be promoted to be on the board of directors. I called Evelyn into the room and asked her to make arrangements for my trip. I also called my wife to inform her of my business trip, which was going to be a short one at 3 days, with the last day, Saturday being a golf day for all attendees. I also called Liz to let her know of my last minute arrangements, to which she had no problem since she was supposed to leave Singapore on Wednesday too. She excitedly informed me that she had bought me a present and would give it to me when she next saw me. We arranged to meet for dinner the next day, before her return to Hong Kong.

I finished work, went home for dinner and spent the evening peacefully, playing with my son. Liz did not call me again that night.

The following day at work passed very quickly, I had meetings with my marketing and sales teams, and before I knew it, it was almost 6pm. I had arranged to pick Liz up at 6:30, and just as I was about to leave the office, I gave her a call.

When I saw her at the lobby of the St Regis, she was stunning as usual. She wore a dark purple silky top, emblazoned with pale yellow and fuchsia floral motifs and cream flowing pants, matched with cream open-toe 3” heels and a cream leather clutch purse. She carried a paper carrier with the bold words “The Hour Glass”, which I guessed held my present. No prizes for correctly guessing what my present was. I pulled up at the entrance and she got into the car, giving me a peck on the cheek and a hug.

Liz: “Hey baby, I missed you! How’s your week so far?”
Me: “Pretty normal, nothing too out of the ordinary except for my meeting in New York this week! How have you been spending your time?”
Liz: “I went shopping yesterday, then my private banker brought me out for dinner last night! It was funny; she brought me to the China Club too! And the captain who served us that day actually recognized me! Too bad she wasn’t as good at ordering as you were!”
Me: “Hahaha… small world eh?”
Liz: “By the way, I got you a little present, why don’t you open it and see if you like it?”

I took the paper bag and took out the box in it. The box had the words “XXXXX” printed boldly across its length. I opened the box and it was a beautiful watch, with a sporty rubber strap. It must have cost her a pretty penny, at least $15,000, I estimated. It was a watch I had been eyeing recently and now it was right in front of me.

Me: “Woah… Liz.. I can’t accept this. It’s too expensive. But it’s a really nice thought.”
Liz: “Why? I’ve already bought it, and I chose it especially for you. Please accept it.”
Me: “I really can’t. I don’t have the habit of accepting gifts this expensive from people other than my direct family. Furthermore, there isn’t any occasion for a present of this value!”
Liz: “Ok, then I will not force you.”

Liz, seeing that I was really uncomfortable accepting her present, did not push it. She did seem a little unhappy over my choice of words in rejecting her gift, but she got over it quickly. We chatted easily as I made my way out of the hotel parking lot, I had already decided where to go for dinner. From Tanglin Road, I pulled out and made my way to Orange Grove Road. A short 3 minutes later, we had arrived at the Shangrila. I had made reservations for Nadaman, the Japanese restaurant that I liked for the ambience, fresh sashimi and the presentation. We had sashimi and some tempura, washed down with warm sake, a drink I enjoyed greatly. Turned out that Liz also favored warm sake, so we had quite a bit between the two of us. By the time we were done, we were extremely full and slightly intoxicated. I called for the tab and decided that it was best that we went back to her hotel for a rest. I took a slow and careful drive back to her hotel and went up to her room. Due to the activities We did not make love that night, instead we just laid in bed in a spooning position, aware of the limited amount of time we had to each other before we would go our own ways again.

I woke up at about midnight, feeling completely sober, quietly got dressed and went home to my wife.