Printer man and Cherie

[naturegreen]

TS here is not just any ordinary printer man. He is printer King!

[Tits & Nipples]

Fantastic buildup bro.... wonder how u're gonna fish her.

[leecs]

TS 回来了。 我今晚等你的故事

[kiss29]

Ok...released three parts today for your reding pleasure......partly to make amends for breaking my promised for not posting on Monday(yesterday).

Part 7

So I drove into her carpark, and waited at the nearest handicap lot next to her block, so that I can see her coming from the NTUC direction where I droped her off.

True enough, within 5 minutes I spotted her walking towards her block, empty handed.

She was busy on the phone SMSing and did not noticed my car as she walked pass. I tooted my horn, and approached her to pass the brooch back to her.
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Cherie was taken aback “HEY, why are you here, You are not suppose to be here.”

Kiss “Why not, I am just returning the brooch back to you.”

Cherie “Shit, I dropped it in your car? Oh thanks”

Kiss “Hey, you look really georgeous tonight. Have a good night rest.” About to turn towards my car.

Out of no where, a booming man voice was shouting “Hey Cherie, who is this guy?”
Both of us turned around to see a man that was fuming mad with smoke coming out from his mouth (from his cigarette).
That man was apparently her BF and he was obviously jealous that Cherie was talking to another man.

Cherie asked me to leave that place immediately, and she said she will call me later on to explain. I sensed that tense situation, and I don’t want no jealous BF to come bashing me up and ended up on newspaper report.
So I make like a chicken and walked back to my car and locked the door.
It was very interesting to see a jealous man gesticulating with her girlfriend, and occasionally pointing at my car and being pissed. Saw Cherie walked with her BF towards a Latio. With that I left for home sweet home.
What a night.

She did not call on Friday night. Neither did she reply my SMS on Saturday and Sunday. I gave her the benefit of the doubt, consoling myself that her BF must be eyeing her every move and phone call, which makes her impossible to SMS back to me.

Two days later, on Sunday night I received a surprised SMS from Cherie, it reads “Hey, sorry are you free now?”
Damm…I was having dinner with my wife at Vivocity. So I did not reply her SMS, till one hour later, after reaching home.

Another SMS from Cherie “I guess you are not free, its ok, I will go drink by myself at XXX club.”

Got to find an excuse to my wife to leave the house. So I came up with a cock story that my soccer kaki is asking me out for a drinks. Obviously my wife was not happy about it, but I promised her I will be back by 9pm at most.

On hindsight....Oh Boy was that a super white lie I had told my wife.....….I only reach home way pass midnight(monday morning) after spending a farking good session with Cherie at H81 Heritage opposite Jalan Sultan



To be continued......over the next three days...the last 3 parts to my Cherie memories.

[gako_v3]

Woah, nice stories man.
Simply love it, one of the good stories available.

[HornyYoungBoy07]

An excellent read. Camping here for your next installment

Cheers
HYB07

[itsalive]

good buiildup bro!

[kiss29]

Part8

I rushed all my way down to Arab Street where Cherie was. She was dressed in tight jeans and a loose flower tops that reveals much of her cleavage when she slumped on the bar table finishing her 5th cup of tequila pop.

Kiss “Hi, my lovely lady. Whats is the problem drinking here all alone?

Cherie “I am in a bad mood. Sorry to call you out at the last minute. I need to talk to someone.”

We shifted to a dark corner of the pub and I ordered some whiskey for both of us.
At first we were sitting facing each other, she was not really talkative that night, she just wanted to drown cups after cups of alcohol into her body.

She told me after that Friday night, she fought with her BF. He BF was very jealous that a guy in a BMW sent her home, and keep suspecting why her brooch can conveniently dropped in my car for no wimps or reason.
Her BF kept insisting that she was cheating on him, and that what he saw was proof enough. No matter how she explained, it was no use as no guy will believe nothing happened.
Perhaps her BF was feeling insecure about a rich man wooing his girl, but then who can blame him for thinking that way. Trust is a very fickle thing in this modern world to believe anymore.
If it has happened to my wife, I would most likely gone into the same frenzy.

The situation was working to my advantage, a dejected girl, no make that a drunk dejected girl was a fine target for me to work my charm. Call me bastard for all I care, I am out to play, so there is no moral for me to consider about with Cherie.

Soon, she shifted to share the same sofa as me. It was a single sitter, so actually we were very physically close sitting in the same sofa. She rested her head on my shoulder and said she is feeling very down.
From that angle, I can get a perfect downblouse of her voluptuous heaving breasts. It immediately turned me on. I was rock hard down there, with all the visual stimulation from this lady by my side.
Sensing its time for me to make the move. Its now or never. I rested my arm around her shoulder and consoled her. Telling her that’s life and no point to frown over a useless man like that, its not worth it, look forwards and get a better man who can understand her and care for her and love her….all the gist shit coming from my mouth. Haa Haa….as she was feeling down…..she listened and took everything for real….thinking I was really a nice gentleman.

Cherie “If you were my BF, I know I will be a very happy woman.”

Kiss “Why not, fate has brought us together, its up to us to work out a happy life together.”

We continued drinking and talking cock.

I became bolder and started to work my other free hand on her thigh, stroking it up and down, on the pretext to console her and care for her. Without a clue, she turned around and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

Cherie “Thanks for being there for me when I needed a man most.”

Kiss “You can count on me.”

I took a last gulp of the whiskey. I use the alcohol on my tongue to nibble at her ear, and blew air at her neck.
She responded saying it was cooling and giving her a hot/cold tingling sensation
After a few minutes of my tongue action at her ear, suddenly she turned her face towards mine. She was staring deep into my eyes, like trying to read my mind, reading whether I am serious or not., or maybe she should not be with this color wolf tonight…… I look back at her, not winking or weavering. For a good minute we frozed at that staring position. Thinking back….my heart was beating real hard….no knowing was this a trap or not.
In my mind I was trying to think good happy thought, don’t want to reveal my color wolf facial expression, or else it will be game over.

Cherie spoke “You look like Andy lau, your eyes tell me you want me tonight.”

Stunned at her response….caught me by surprised….was she testing me again? What should be my reply?
Like what Robbie Williams has sang before…..”you said it best…when you said nothing at all…..”. Silence is Golden when it comes to such sticky moments.

I closed my eye instead, and planted a long wet kiss on her lips. She pulled back her face, turned around and took to finishing up her cup of tequila pop.

She turned around and said “lets get out of here, I am tired need to go home sleep.”


stay tune....for part 9..

[Astroboy77]

we want part 9, we want part 9 !!!!!

[leecs]

WTF? shes going home to sleep, not going khach san to lam tinh? Please continue.....

[corny123]

me2 me2... part 9! part 9! part 9!

[bigmannow]

I'm stil here !!! waitng for nex part liao

[websurfbastard]

Originally Posted by leecs

WTF? shes going home to sleep, not going khach san to lam tinh? Please continue.....

Aiyah....saying going home to sleep but in actual fact means want to go somewhere else.......

Let's wait and see....

[otacon]

come on, give me the part 9. i m wet already

[Xdecepticon]

Originally Posted by kiss29

Like what Robbie Williams has sang before…..”you said it best…when you said nothing at all…..”.

Bro, I suppose u must have had a super fcuk sexxion with Cherie. Confused with the singer ya. The song is actually sung by Ronan Keating.