My adventure in the office

[LuoCheng]

Popcorn & beer standby to read more chapters.

[Amaron85]

Excellent writing skills TS !!

[ilikeoldchangke]

Thank you for the kind comments.

I'm glad you enjoyed the read.


cheers

ilock

[ilikeoldchangke]

It’s funny the kind of images that comes to your mind during moments like this.



Moments from my secondary school days where you go inside a lift, hit the button for the highest floor and trash it all out came flooding into my head.



This time round though was a little different.




There was no trash talking, no asking which gang are you from. Where is your chief ?



How you want to settle ?



Want to one on one ?



Page your brothers to come down ?




None of that applies


There was no need to talk, everyone knew what was coming. That euphoric tension in the lift is like a drug itself. You see, all living things are programmed the same way.


It’s fight or flight.



That split second decision your brain makes that dictates your action.


Increased blood flows to your muscles, increased blood pressure, even your muscle tension increased to provide your body with increased speed and strength.



Farid moved first shoving me backwards as he drew back his fist.


I could feel Alex behind me as he supported my retreat the same time I swung my arm at Farid.



Sandy’s scream seemed to be suspended in mid air, much like the scene in inception when everything freezes.




Both our hits connected and shouts, curses and threats shattered the silence inside the lift.



Farid got me on my cheek while I landed one squarely on his jaw.


It’s was not a hard hit for the both of us, there was not enough room for big movements.



Farid started hitting and throwing punches like a mad dog at me as I turned to my right, blocking most of his hits with my left arm and shoulder.


I waited for an opportunity to drive in a jab towards his stomach and he grunted before trying to kick me.



Sandy : STOP!!! ARHHHH.. STOP!!!



The shouting started from Farid as he held onto my shirt, pulling me close but I squeeze my arm in between his, pushing up his jaw with my right and tried to punch him in the throat with my left.


Farid : FUCK YOU!!!... FUCK YOU … CHEE…CB…FUCK..!!




Hakim stayed on a low floor, with the average speed of 2.5 seconds per floor, it took less than 15 seconds to reach the floor Hakim stayed.


Everything happened with that few seconds but it felt longer.




I was so focused on Farid that I failed to notice that Alex and Farid’s friend was trying to separate the both of us from each other.



Farid : You NAR BEI CHEE Bye… fuck!!..




Farid cursed like a mad dog as his limbs continued flailing and landing kicks on my thighs, my calves and the side of my body.



I saw an opening and I hit him with a tightly clenched fist at the underside of his neck near to his lower right jaw.



He tried to hit back but that one did the trick.



Farid lost his footing for a moment before collapsing onto the ground the same time the door buzzed open.


The commotion is deafening.



Hakim talking rapidly asking what happened.



Sandy crying in the lift as she held onto her arm while Alex pulled her out.



Farid’s friend spoke to Hakim in Malay as he tried to pull his friend off the floor.



When I finally sobered up a little to take stock of the situation, I realised that Alex had been kicked a few times inside the lift and there was even the dusty mark of Farid’s shoe print on Sandy’s left calve.



The place she was kicked looked a little red.




I didn’t think I was hurt though until I went to look in the mirror inside Hakim’s bathroom. It was nothing, a couple of bruises and some small cuts on my fists and forearms less than 1cm each.


Farid though has been contained inside the master bathroom.



No it was not my punch or anything. I’m not superman.



For some reason Farid went into a vomiting fit, Hakim said his brother is dehydrated.



Hakim : He tried vomiting but hardly anything comes out except some thick liquid.



He had called an ambulance and they should be reaching shortly.



Farid’s friend spoke quickly with Hakim before dashing into the lift and getting away.




When the SCDF officers arrived 10 minutes later they put Farid on a drip before bringing him away. Hakim said he would be following his brother to see how he was.




By 8.30pm



Alex, Sandy and I sat stoned face at the coffee shop.


So much for our grand plan.



Alex and I spoke nothing about using Sandy and we just wolfed down our dinner while Sandy only had milo.




9.30pm



Hakim text us to update that his brother is fine, just very dehydrated and is now running a slight fever.


Hakim sms : They know he’s taking drugs….


That was the last message Hakim sent that evening.





We parted ways at 10pm and I sent Sandy home.





11th July 2011

Monday


9am.




Everyone showed up for work on time.


Hakim said his brother is still warded but placed under watch. They are taking his statement.




He even apologised for the trouble his brother caused but on the bright side, he added that it’s unlikely he would be bothering his mum and him in the near future.


Alex would still be renting a room at Hakim’s place as planned.


Sandy is still in the dark and we agreed to keep it that way.



The highlight for that morning was seeing Terry and Belinda again in Mr Liew’s room.




Something is brewing.


I can almost smell it.




This time round it was Belinda who stormed out first before leaving Terry and Mr Liew to talk.



10 minutes later, Terry left too, not before coming over to Sandy and casting a glance at what she was doing.




15th August 2011


Monday


9am.





For a good whole month, it was pretty much peace and quiet. Aside from some brushes with Terry’s team, everyone did ok.


It’s like normal office life. The daily grind.



Alex and Hakim worked well as a team, Hakim would check his work and give him some pointers and in return, Alex taught Hakim shortcuts base on scripts he wrote.




Even Uncle Tong joins us for lunch a couple of times that month.




For the very first time, it felt like the team is finally coming together.


Mr Liew bought the team lunch and drinks twice and he too commented to me that it looks like the team is shaping up well.



James : It’s a good team from what I see..



Mr Liew : Good or not… only when the crunch time comes…. Then we will know…




James : What do you mean ?



Mr Liew : All is peaceful and well now… jobs are manageable, of course it looks ok…. It’s only when the pressure piles up, then you can see if the team is a good one.



I shook my head and said he thinks too much.




James : You think too much la…. Everyone can do their work, submit on time, good enough already….



How naïve I was.

[ilikeoldchangke]

I thought with a few years in the industry, I had seen it all.

The construction industry is a dirty one.



Money changes hands under the table all the time.


Kickbacks are common, so are preferred relationships with your handful of contractors.



All contractors will know when to sharpen their knives,


If you didn’t, you’re not one.



So you want to build a grand resort on our island you say…. Who should I get to do it ?

The Dim sum breakfast gathering of all the big bosses of the local builders were of a scale never seen in Singapore’s history.



Have you watched Hong Kong Triad films ?


Well, the gathering was not that showy of course, more classy.


More low profile.


But it was a gathering of the big boys nonetheless.


On a tiny island, not many can build a resort.



With more than 5 years of experience under my belt, I thought I had seen it all.



Things that they don’t teach you in school and any upgrading courses.



Stuff you only learn on the job.



I knew it was tough getting projects unless you knew the right person but the situation in the office got a little complicated.



Mr Liew finally sat down with me and took me through the grand picture.



There are projects, but not only are we bidding for it, Terry is too.


James : What ? Aren’t we the same company? In a way ?



Mr Liew : We’re not… His is so much bigger…. Our team plus the one by Darryl is barely half his size.




Darryl helms the other team within the space we work, dealing mostly with projects in Indonesia.


James : Why are they bidding for the same project as us ? I thought you said you knew the Client.



Mr Liew : Yeah, so did they… and it’s common knowledge we’re under the same roof…. End of the day it’s money that talks…


James : So the past few meetings ?.... ?




Mr Liew revealed that there had been a few confrontation with Terry and since we’re new to the office in a way, he reluctantly gave up 1 to Terry as a form of courtesy, the one he mentioned earlier to me.



Mr Liew : There is another one… a Good class bungalow… off Merryn Road…. It’s just the 2 of us fighting for it.



James : What ? … this is stupid… what is the boss saying about this ?


Mr Liew : He’s in semi-retirement mode, says what will be will be….. he’s just another old fuck…




Mr Liew is angry, and he seldom lose his temper. I guess this really riled him up big time.



He spent 30 minutes going through the project with me. Alex has been helping him the past week to get some basic stuff done and now the physical model of the house is being built.



I was to help compile the report and attend the presentation to the Client with him in 1 weeks time.


Terry and Belinda would be doing the presentation after us.



Mr Liew : We need to get this.. Make sure the model looks good… this old uncle cannot read drawings…. He want to hold the house model like play lego like that see then can understand.




Mr Liew : Help me look after this James… I need to concentrate on the other bigger one…. That would feed the team for an entire year…



James : Ok…sure.



19th August 2011

Friday

1pm




I picked up the model together with Alex and Sandy at the factory in Ubi before carefully taking a cab back to office.


The model looks decent, it even lights up when you hit the switch at the side. It could easily rival those in the show flats you see for new launches with the fancy trees and cars.



4pm




The copier churned out copies of the report and everything was going well.


The team laughed and joked while Mr Liew surprised everyone with some curry puffs from old chang kee as a mid afternoon snack.




By 5.30pm, all was ready.





The model dusted and covered with an acrylic cover.



The reports neatly stacked by the side.


Everything laid ready in the meeting room.




5.45pm


I went to the pantry and happen to see Belinda making her coffee.


James : Hey…


Belinda : Hey…




James : All ok ?


Belinda : Haha… what are you trying to ask ??



I shrugged my shoulder as she dropped in 2 cubes of sugar into her coffee.




Belinda : We’re going after the same fish… I’m sure you know that…


James : I do… but it’s just work… not that we can help it.
She nodded.



Belinda : We’re a bit behind schedule… the model maker cannot get our model out in time by today.. only the 1st wing was delivered…. Another part would come only on Sunday…… got to be back this weekend to make sure they fix it properly…


James : Ok…. Ermm.. ..






I hesitated for a moment before I asked her another question.


James : How’s things between you and….. Terry…



Belinda paused but she did not look at me.




Belinda : That’s my personal life James…. I don’t want to talk about that with you…


I nodded as she turned away.



As she walked out, Sandy walked in and I raised my cup at her.




When the 2 of them passed each other, I realised they had the same blouse on, just that Belinda wore a pair of pants and Sandy had a skirt on.



They gave each other a glance before passing right by without a smile.


They would pass off as twins if just given just a cursory glance from certain angles.



Not surprising.





7.30pm


The office was already empty and I’m the only one left in my wing as Mr Liew shut off the lights in his office and waved goodbye to me.



Mr Liew : Have a good rest ya…. Monday is a big day… Leaving soon ?


James : Yup in a bit…



I was about to shut down my computer when I saw Sandy back after her Yoga and her run with a yogurt smoothie in hand.



Sandy : Not leaving yet ?


James : Soon..




As Sandy bent down to remove her running shoes, I felt this feeling stir within me. It’s been a while since I had sex, and the buildup of hormones is starting to get to me.



Sandy changed out of her shoes and slipped into her slippers. I watched her fumble though her bags for towel and clothes and I asked her.



James : What are you doing ? I thought you normally go back straight without bothering to change …




Sandy : Yah but I’m meeting my friends for dinner…. I’m going to grab a quick shower. .. go ahead and leave first… don’t need to wait for me..


James : Haha… I don’t plan to..




Sandy gave me a irritated look and hit me with her towel as she gathered up the stuff to head to the bathroom. There is a shower stall at the last cubicle of the toilet for our office.


One each for the male and female baths.




With the empty office, I started to get a bit of funny ideas.





James : You… need help to shower ??



Sandy laughed before throwing me a flirty look but I knew she was just joking.

[ilikeoldchangke]

The moment Sandy disappeared into the toilet, I got up and followed her from behind and make sure she entered the bathroom.


Another glance around the office told me it’s empty and I walked to the pantry to make sure no one was hanging around.




The coast is clear.



I went to the reception and took a peek into the other wing and was surprised to see Belinda working at a corner alone.


She looks occupied with her stuff.



I cannot resist the urges that was coming up within me, there was just this uncontrollable push in me that made me want to masturbate and cum inside Sandy’s smoothie.




I switched off all the lights in the office. It would give me some time if someone comes back. The lights coming on would be an advance warning even though I knew Sandy would not be that fast.


Without wasting time, I grabbed her drink and retreated to a blind spot by the back of the filing cabinets. I even took her running shoes and her damp socks that were soaked with her sweat.




I struggled with myself whether should I do it but I could not resist.



Somehow images of Sandy being held down by Farid came flooding back into my head and I picked up Sandy’s ankle socks from her shoes and held it by my nose.




Arghhh..



That alluring and intoxicating fragrance of warm fresh sweat from her feet coupled with images of her groaning under Farid flooded my mind. I started to touch myself as I pictured myself as Farid, trying to remove Sandy’s clothes.


It’s good material for release.




I started stroking myself as my eyes closed, thinking about the moment as I kept smelling and licking Sandy’s wet socks.



Barely 2 minutes into it I could feel myself cumming.



Right before I did, I heard a crash.



There was this sick crushing sound.


My heart skipped a beat and my erection deflated quickly. I paused what I was doing and listened for about 30 seconds if someone was approaching.



I heard some footsteps then it stopped.



I was too freaked out to move, the thought of being caught with my pants down and holding Sandy’s worn socks would fuck me right over.




I quickly replaced the socks and pulled up my pants.



I quickly duck walked over to Sandy’s cubicle to replace her yogurt smoothie when the lights came on all of a sudden.





I quickly grabbed my bag as an excuse to say I’m about to leave but my bag dropped from my hands as I looked towards the meeting room.


Someone is inside there.



I walked a few steps closer and I could see it was Belinda.




Sandy was wiping her hair dry as she walked in from the entrance.



Walking towards the meeting room, I suddenly realised that model had been crushed, Belinda was holding onto a piece of the roof.




James : What did you do !!



Belinda turned around in shock, her eyes widened.



Belinda : It’s not me !... I heard the crash and I came over … the lights of the model was blinking…so I came in… it was already like this when I entered…




Sandy came too and she covered her mouth as she looked at the state of the destroyed model.




Belinda : James you have to believe me, it’s not me !... I came and it was already this way….!



Sandy : How could you do this!!!


Belinda : It’s not me !!




The 2 girls started screaming at each other while I stared on in shock.


This is not happening.



I quickly went forward and look at the damage; it was way far beyond repairing it. It’s like a hurricane swept through it. One of the mini figurines of a man was upsides down inside the pool with his head torn off.



Sandy : Your team cannot finish on time and you had to resort to this …


Belinda : I already said it ‘s not me !!! I came in because I heard the noises too !! Which part of this do you not understand !!




As if that was not bad enough Belinda turned and shouted at me.


Belinda : JAMES!!.. tell her I would not do something like this…


Sandy : How the fuck would James know if you would or would not….?


Belinda pointed a finger at Sandy




Belinda : Watch your words, I’m warning you…


Sandy : Or what ?? You’ll fuck my ex boyfriend ??



My head was really spinning as I watch them trash it out.




I immediately called Mr Liew.


James : It me… we have a problem… the model…. It’s … damaged… it’s fucked up real bad.




Mr Liew kept quiet on the line, no doubt about to explode.


I braced myself for his wrath but it did not come.




I explain the situation to him and told him what I saw, trying my best to speak up over the din the 2 girls were making.



James : What do you want me to do now ??




I waited for a few seconds before Mr Liew replied.



Mr Liew : Go destroy their model too James..



James : What!! I can’t… their model is not even…



I barely finished my sentence when Sandy cast me a look and suddenly started running towards the other wing.



James : Sandy no!! WAIT!!.



Belinda screamed and chased after her.




James : Hold on..



I put Mr Liew on hold and ran after the girls but by the time I got into the other wing it was too late.



Sandy flipped off the acrylic cover to Belinda’s model, raised her fist and smashed it in, destroying the model as if Godzilla had just stepped on it.




Belinda : You bitch !!. .how could you !!! You’ll get fired !! I’ll make sure of that..



Sandy gave her the finger and walked back over to our wing.



James : Fuck…



Belinda sank down onto her knees and sighed, burying her face in her hands.



I brought up the phone and told Mr Liew what happened.



James : We’re fucked big time…Sandy went and smashed their model…. ..



I waited for Mr Liew to reply as Belinda glared angrily at me.


Mr Liew : Go home James… take a bath. Have a good sleep… I’ll see you on Monday…




James : Wait.. wait Mr Liew…


He hung up on me as I sighed in the office.



God, it’s a 5 mil job, fees the most a couple of hundred thousands, is there a need for things to come to this.


I went over to Belinda and squeezed her on her shoulder.



James : Hey..


Belinda : I did not do it James…




Her eyes were red but she was not crying.


The Belinda I married would not cry over this.


Belinda : I did not do it..



Just then my phone buzzed, a message came in.


It was from Mr Liew, and that message contained a picture.



An exact same replica of our model stared right back at me just that it sat neatly on a table somewhere.



Mr Liew sms : I did it… … go back and rest... Monday is a big day.


I hugged Belinda as she pressed her forehead on my shoulder.




James : I believe you…



Belinda : Do you ?




i nodded.





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[ChuL1uXiang]

Wonderful story!!
Please continue soon

[screwu]

Waiting impatiently TS

[hornyboy1001]

old wolf , old fucking corporate wolf hahaha

[voreg]

Gonna get heart attack soon
120 heartbeat when i saw the updates
maintained 130 to 150 during the read
Excited when saw updates, lagi excited when reading
shoik die me... wahahahha

[fawx]

sly sia this mr liew.

[Bolasie]

Originally Posted by voreg

Gonna get heart attack soon
120 heartbeat when i saw the updates
maintained 130 to 150 during the read
Excited when saw updates, lagi excited when reading
shoik die me... wahahahha

You really measured?

[ilikeoldchangke]

The exasperation in Belinda’s expression cannot be described in words, the same goes for my helplessness.



For once I’m at a lost as to what to do.

After a minute or so Belinda pulled herself away from me and we parted ways.




I got back to my side of the office and I saw Sandy sitting at her desk looking at me.



Sandy : Do you know…. Belinda from… someplace before ? She speaks as if she knows you…



James : No. I knew her the same time I knew you..




I packed my stuff and left.




22nd August 2011


Monday

9am



Needless to say the first thing in that happened in the morning was a meeting between Mr Liew, Terry, Belinda and Sandy .



I was called in as well.



The shouting went on and on and I don’t know what was I supposed to feel as Mr Liew accused Belinda of destroying the model while she defended herself.


There was no cameras inside the office. The only one in the lift lobby points only to the waiting area. Not the entrance of the office.



What was I supposed to do ?




I don’t know.


Terry suggested postponing the meeting but Mr Liew wanted to go ahead.



Mr Liew : You can choose not to go…. The client is a old friend, I’m not blowing him off.



Despite not having any model, Mr Liew was a little surprised that Terry and Belinda went ahead for the presentation as well, coming in after we had our turn.



I don’t even remember how that day passed.



I only remembered going for the presentation with Mr Liew who magically had a model waiting on site.




Nothing could explain the look on Terry and Belinda’s face as they glared on angrily.



I was riddled with guilt even though I had no hand in this. Belinda’s eyes pierced right though me as she looked at Mr Liew wrap up the presentation.


I was too ashamed to even look at Belinda in her eyes as the client gave us the job on the spot.




Belinda did not even bother to speak to me after we left the client’s place together.


When I was alone with Mr Liew I asked him whether was there a need to go that far.




Mr Liew : They took a 25Mil job right from under our nose… and they will continue to do it just because they say they have a bigger team and that they say ours is not ready…



James : Our team is… ready…


Mr Liew : Yeah.. good…. There will be more of this to come.




It did not just end there.


The situation escalated to the point Terry’s Dad came down to the office to reduce the tension by calling for a general meeting for the both teams before meeting separately with Terry and Mr Liew.



That did not stop the conflict.


Belinda stopped talking to me after that incident. I wrote a lengthy explanation about how I was in the dark too and sent it over to her as well.



That incident changed the entire dynamics of the office, you could feel people are not as friendly as before between the 2 wings. Lines were being drawn more clearly.



As the days past, Mr Liew got more edgy and competitive.


In the next 3 months that followed, the tension between our teams rose higher than before.



Terry deliberately bid for the same projects we did, successfully getting some from Mr Liew, enraging him further

.

We win some, we lose some.



Despite his slew of contacts, he lost out in terms of manpower.



We did what we could, the team really tried. Even Uncle Tong stayed well beyond normal hours but it was not enough.



What happened hurt the teams on both side.


What puzzled me was why Terry wanted the jobs we were getting.


It’s peanuts to him. Small jobs, a house here, some renovation to old malls. These jobs don’t make money one, just enough to keep things moving.




Terry’s team is big, so with him taking on small jobs, it’s just not going to meet the bottom line for him.


Still, he kept it at.



Despite this, our team still worked fine.




30th November 2011


Wednesday


5pm




I was called into the office with Mr Liew by the boss. The big one.


Terry’s dad.



He’s in his late seventies but still looked pretty alert.


Mr Lau : This has to stop… it’s childish…. And you’re killing each other…




We spent an hour in the discussion and Mr Liew took the opportunity to bargain for more control over the projects and the finances including hiring decisions. Something Mr Lau reluctantly agreed to on the condition that he is kept in the loop for new hires.



Mr Lau : There is too much people doing too little things on Terry’s team, I was thinking if you need some staff, you can….


Mr Liew : No… you just promised me control of the hiring decision…. I don’t want those people eating into my budget…



It finally dawned on me why that was the 1st thing Mr Liew bargained for. He knew this was coming.




Mr Lau : Fine…. I have one more thing to say.



5 minutes later, Terry and Belinda came into the room as well.




Mr Lau : This project is in UAE…. Client is some cousin of the Highness…


He wanted us to work on it together.



None of us spoke.




Mr Lau : This master planning project, will keep the whole office going for years…. So stop the senseless squabbles and get things done…I want all 4 of you to fly over for the presentation in a month time with the proposal…. There’s no negotiating on this…




With that, he left the office, leaving the 4 of us with an uncomfortable silence in the meeting room.



Belinda spoke first as she took over the design brief.


Belinda : I’ll do it, I’m the lead, you all will support.



She spoke directly to Mr Liew and I was expecting a fierce rebuttal but that did not happen.




He nodded and asked me to give Belinda my full support.



If there’s one thing I learned from Mr Liew, is that you pick your battles. Pick those you can win.



Terry just stared on blankly before leaving the room.



When Belinda and I were alone in the room, I apologised to her.




James : Sorry… I didn’t know things would…


Belinda : Forget it… I don’t want to talk about it..



She stormed out of the office without looking back. If there is one flaw with Belinda, it was her temper. She’s stubborn and headstrong and she takes a long time to forgive people. And the one thing she hated most was being lied to, being betrayed.



Fuck I was not even the one who lied to her.

[ilikeoldchangke]

We were simply pawns in a bigger game.



I did not expect her to harbour that anger for so long, it’s been 3 months.



I did not expect her to not even reply my messages and apologies.



Most important of all, I did not expect that day to be the turning point in our marriage.





What did I mean by that ?


My team worked closely with Belinda for the period, staying back late almost everyday.



No one complained.


Mr Lau promised a flat 1.5 month bonus for the teams if we get this job, this was on top of our performance bonus and aws.




Terry and Mr Liew only took on a supervisory role, Belinda and I did most of the work.


When the guys leave at around 8 or 9pm, Belinda and I would still carry on working into the night.


No, that did not rekindle anything.



We did not suddenly fall back in love, kiss and have sex in the office.




It’s just that we got to spend more time together as colleagues than as husband and wife.




We did not speak to each other unless it was absolutely necessary, and it was always about work. We ate quite a few dinners together quietly in the pantry.


Belinda would give me all her prawns from her hor fun while I would automatically transfer all the fish cake over to her. It just happened, habits don’t change despite us being away from each other for so long.




Then there would be the occasional coffee.



Belinda knew how I liked mine, so every time she set one down in front of me, it was perfect. I did the same too. You can just tell that it was not a deliberate act. There was nothing to it, no agenda.



It’s the same thing as you getting another coffee for a friend.



There would be moments when I stopped doing what I did and just looked at Belinda, deeply focused on her screen and my mind would go back to the days when we dated.


I would be lying if I said I did not notice Belinda looking at me the same way too, probably thinking what went wrong between us.



Terry on the other hand is a fucker. He hardly touched any of the work.



Belinda would get irritated if he calls.



Terry calls only if he wants to fuck her.



It was obvious.




Belinda would be gone for dinner, take longer than usual and come back smelling of fresh soap and shampoo yet wearing the same clothes. Despite the shower, she was usually moody and unhappy when she sits back down to work.


Since she lost a few good hours, those days would stretch late into the wee hours of the morning and she would be in a foul mood the next day as well.



I don’t blame her, here you are rushing your work and what ? Your boyfriend calls and wants to have sex ?




What the fuck ?



I honestly don’t know what Belinda sees in him.




5 days before we were due to fly, Belinda and I gave an overview of the project to Terry and Mr Liew together with the big boss.



They would be the one doing the presentation.





4 days before we were due to fly



I worked till 3am in the morning with Belinda. She fell asleep on her desk.


I covered her with my jacket and left.





3 days before we were due to fly, Mr Liew came down with Chicken pox.


Which pretty much meant only the 3 of us would be heading to Dubai.




24 hours before our flight, I dropped Belinda a message to remind her to bring her masks, she could never stand dust and sand very well.



It was just a friendly reminder, nothing more to it but she sent me a message too, telling me to remember to bring my Po Chai Pills.



Foreign food usually wreaks havoc on my stomach for the 1st day or so.




2nd Jan 2012


Monday


3pm




The 3 of us took a 7 hour flight to Dubai international airport.


Terry and Belinda sat in business class.


I checked in alone to economy.




It was a uneventful flight and the moment we landed, all of us checked into The Palace downtown hotel.



Meeting with the client would take place the next morning.


There were only 2 rooms.





Terry and Belinda took the suite while I just had a normal twin room to myself.


As I watch Belinda walked into her room down the hall with Terry, I felt this tinge of jealousy as I imagined what they will be doing for that evening.




I shook my head to clear it.


James : It’s all in the past James… move on..




3rd Jan 2012


Tuesday

11am




We had breakfast on our own and met in one of the function rooms at 11am sharp.


The meeting is scheduled for 11.30am .



We set up our laptops and got ready our materials.


Belinda looked good that day. She wore a long sleeve white blouse and a dary grey skirt that reached up to her calves. She also put on black pantyhose paired with a pair of grey heels.



Her hair was neatly tied up in a bun and she put on a pair of black framed glasses that day.



Her eyes were a little red, I guess the dry air affected her ability to put on contact lens.




Terry : Belinda and I would present… you just stay out of our way…



I wanted to roll my eyes.


Yeah, my boss is not here, no one is going to talk back to Terry , not that I cared.





11.30am


A tall good looking gentlemen entered the room and we all stood up. He was flanked by 2 aide and he reached out to shake our hands.


Terry : Good morning Sheikh Rasid. Nice to meet you… I’m Terry.


The man laughed and said he’s not Rasid.




Omar : I’m Omar… I’m the assistant to Sheikh Rasid..


Terry : Oh.. oh… nice to meet you…



Omar shook our hands and apologised on behalf of the Sheikh. He said that he was not feeling well and requested we make the presentation in his hotel suite instead a short drive away.


Terry : Sure. No problem…



Terry pointed to me and asked me to pack everything up.



I unplugged the laptops and started collecting the materials. Belinda tried to help me but Terry told her not to bother, instead choosing to introduce her as his girlfriend to Omar.



Omar’s assistant tried to help me too but Terry told them it’s ok, I can manage on my own.



As I lugged all the materials on my shoulders, I could not help but feel Terry was a little jealous of Omar who had 2 assistant to follow him around.


During the short trip to the waiting cars, Terry kept barking orders at me the same way Omar did to his assistant, as if he too wanted to show off he had someone at his bid and call. I was fucking angry but I held it in.


There are bigger things at stake here.



We arrived at another hotel a short drive down the boulevard and was directed to a private lift that goes right up to the private suite with a nice view of the city.



When the lift door opened, my eyes literally sparkled as I looked at the sheer opulence of the room’s décor.



I don’t even know where to start. There were glitters everywhere, and if you thought a gold tap in Singapore is extravagant , I saw a fucking gold fountain the size of my CPU right by the lift entrance.




Lights bounced off the crystal chandeliers as thick carpets lined the path which we walked on. Intricate sculptures set within a small fountain spew water and smoke down a man made stone steps, flowing down to the Jacuzzi below.



Columns of bubbles and lights danced wildly in the water that had rose petals floating around in them. The sides of the decking looked wet, as if someone had just stepped out of it.



I thought I was walking into some film set of Indiana jones. Thick cushions with gold and silver threads were arranged neatly along the floor and I could see bowls of dates, fruits and smoking pipes lying by the side table.



I walked right pass this small cozy cabana right within the suite that had a large TV screen nested inside together with 2 massage chairs that was glittering away.



Plants I have never seen before sat proudly in big vases of all shapes and sizes and I must have passed at least 3 bodyguards just standing around. Those were just the ones I manage to see.



I turned a corner and saw a large dining table of sort filled with documents and files. The setting here was more informal, resembling a study of sort.



I don’t even remember how far I walked, fuck what is the size of a suite at this place anyway.



We entered into a inner courtyard and I saw parrots eating papayas on a perch before we were showed into a room.

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Omar opened the door for us and we entered, coming face to face with a pot-bellied man in his fifties. He was dressed in his bathroom and he had a orange juice in hand.



I was a little taken aback by his dressing but hey, if you have oil spilling out your backyard, you can go to a meeting in your underwear. No one would say a thing.




But the curious thing though, it was not just Rasid, there was 2 other girls in the room with him and fuck are they beautiful.



They have got to be at least 1.7m tall at least and they were dressed casually in shorts and a tube top. I thought women got to be covered up in this country no ?



They looked fair and definitely of middle eastern descent. Our eyes met and I have never seen eyes that green before.




Green eyes.


Have you gaze into a pair of green eyes before ?


There is something mesmerizing about them.



Their figure made me wonder what were they doing inside the room, they should be on some Victoria secret runway doing their rehearsal. Instead they just sat at the side, talking shyly as they looked at us.



The more I look at them, the more I think they are indeed some Victoria secret angels.



One of them smiled at me and I returned it naturally but I quickly looked away.


Men would kill to sleep with women like that.




It was obvious I was not the only one looking at the girls. Terry’s eyes too drifted and lingered far longer than I did.


Their legs are long, shapely and it’s as if there’s this weird shimmer to it as the light hit their skin.




I could almost feel my erection stirring and I quickly looked away.



I happen to catch Belinda looking at Terry who was letting his gaze linger a little too long on them.





Rasid : Hello ! You must be Lau’s son…. Terry… nice to meet you…



Terry : Hi. Nice to meet you…




Terry and Belinda shook hands with the Sheikh while I lined up for my turn despite juggling with all the stuff I’m carrying.



Terry just pointed to the side table and asked me to set the stuff down.




Terry : Eh you no need to come here… put the things down there…



The fuck is the problem with this guy.




Rasid cast me a glance before looking back at Terry, all smiley and warm.




Terry introduced Belinda as his girlfriend, totally ignoring me. Rasid gestured to one of the girls and introduced Aliya as his wife.



Rasid : Aliya is my wife…. And Aisha, is her sister…




Wah, the fuck man. If I have a sister in law like that, I would surely be up to no good.



I bet he got to fuck both sister.



After the formalities, I got the presentation set up and Terry kicked off the presentation. He kept stealing glances at Rasid’s wife and her sister. It was too fucking obvious you would need to be blind not to notice.



At one point in time I thought he was doing the presentation to them instead as the girls kept smiling at Terry.



Along the way, questions were asked by Omar mostly.



Omar : I’m Sheikh Rasid’s architecture consultant. Please don’t mind me getting a bit more technical on these..



Terry : No… no… no problem at all.




No problem my foot.



The work was done by me and Belinda, Terry had a hard time answering Omar’s questions and I had to step in a few times to help him.



Terry did not look too happy but I could not be bothered.




You cannot answer then what you expect me to do ? Hide in a corner and snigger ?



Grow up.




The presentation went on and after Terry was done, he passed it to Belinda to finish the next phase of works.



Then the fucking thing happened.



It came as a shock to us as we never expected Rasid to say something like this.




Rasid : Terry…. Don’t mind me saying this… but…. Why are you getting a woman to present to me ?? Can’t you do it ??



It was a pretty sexist statement and I could see Belinda was shocked.



Rasid went on.


Rasid : You know… woman… I love them….. very much….




He gestured lazily to his wife before saying that they should stay in the bedroom.



Rasid : they are more useful inside the room no ?? wah ahahahaha… wah ahaha..




He laughed a throaty laugh as I looked on in horror.



What made me sick was Terry actually agreed.




Terry :Well… they have their uses in the bedroom that’s for sure… ahahah..


Rasid laughed louder, like some monarch pleased with his subjects laughing at his joke.




Rasid : Exactly…!... They belong in the bedroom eh…. Or under the table… while I eat… snort.. snort… grunt… ahhaha.. wahhhahaha..


Terry : Whahah… sure.. sure… I think so too..




I felt like vomiting as I stared in disbelief.




Terry : Well, I’m sure you are pretty pleased with your wife….. you’re the envy of many man I think… haha…




Rasid quiet down and sipped from his juice with a smile as he narrowed his eyes at Terry.



Rasid : My wife eh.. haha… yeah… yeah… she’s pretty…. And she’s really good too… wahh.. haha.. … don’t you think so ??



Terry : Haha… well… my.. girlfriend… Belinda…. Knows what’s she’s doing…. Both in and outside the bedroom….haha.. don’t worry…. She knows the project well enough…



I looked at my wife and nothing could describe the disgusted look she has on her face as she glared at Terry.




Rasid : Ask her to sit down Terry… men talking business… woman should not interuppt…. You do the presentation…ok ? … ahha..



Terry stammered for a while before gesturing to Belinda to sit down and she stormed off to my side with her arms folded.


Terry tried to do the presentation but he was unable to do it, he didn’t know shit about the project once it gets in depth. Omar asked a few more questions which Terry was unable to answer, Rasid got frustrated and gestured to me.




Rasid : you.. you.. you…come… you do it…


I stepped out slowly and carried on.




For the next 40 minutes, I answered everything they asked and I left them in no doubt our company had what it takes to do this job.



Rasid nodded his head in a dream like manner and I wondered if he actually paid attention to what I just said.




Rasid : Good… good…




Omar went on to whisper something to Rasid before saying he needed to make a call and he excused himself.



Rasid stroked his hairless head and asked Terry .



Rasid : You know… Terry…. I thought I could catch up with your father Lau…. But he’s not here… … and I invited him… it’s a bit…. Rude don’t you think ?



Terry : Oh… ermm.. my dad is getting on with age….and…. long travel isn’t very suited to him…


Rasid laughed again.




Rasid : Well,…. The last time he was here, he didn’t look like he was getting old.. ahahahahahah….


Terry laughed along too, unsure of what to do.



Rasid stopped after a while as he thought about something while he stared at Terry.



Rasid : I… noticed… you kept looking at my wife…. Aliya



Terry suddenly panicked and he quickly replied.




Terry : No… no… I’m sorry… I’m… I’m just ermm.. she is beautiful…



Rasid : Whahaha… ahha.. it’s ok.. don’t worry…. If you are not staring, I would say you are gay… ahahahaha… haha.. they’re both beautiful no ?? My wife and her sister…



Terry : haha… yeah. They are…



Rasid gestured to Aliya who walked over, strutting her tight body before standing beside Rasid. His hands went under her pants and he stroked upwards, immediately I felt my erection stir.



Imagine landing my palm that tight buttocks. I wonder how they would feel If they were squeezed.




Rasid : My dear… do you think Terry looks good ?



She nodded her head and Terry laughed, adjusted his tie and looked away, oblivious that Belinda was glaring at him.




Rasid : Well… your… girlfriend is beautiful too…



Terry laughed.




Terry : Not as beautiful as Aliya and Aisha



Rasid smiled and whispered something to Aliya.



Aliya moved with the gracefulness of a cat and she sundered over to Terry. He just stood there like a block of wood as Aliya smiled at him. Her finger went to Terry’s chest, smiling as she slowly pranced one full round in the clockwise direction, her eyes never left Terry.