An Affair with an older married lady... and the aftermath...

[Shrouded]

The first month of probation flew by pretty fast and before I knew it, I was having confirmation appraisal. In the outside world, appraisals were different from the Army. I recall being asked standard questions and given template feedback while everything was written down in a blue book during my army days.

Over here, the appraisal was actually held in a restaurant over lunch with my two managers. As expected my HR manager wore something that accentuated her assets, and my Ops manager, who supposedly was meeting a potential client on that day, was also trying to show off something she clearly did not have. It was a little distracting sitting across from both of them in such close proximity. I was trying really hard not to stare in appropriately at the ladies who were pretty much like night and day. My HR manager with her creamy white skin, and my Ops manager who was so tanned I wondered where she found the time to suntan considering we worked indoors 99% of the time.

HR: So Mark, it's been a month since you joined, how are you adapting to the company?

Me: I'm doing ok. Everyone's been very helpful.

OM: You're surrounded by girls, compared to your previous job. Can concentrate or not?

She leaned forward, as if she was enticing me to look at her A-cup cleavage. It was not as though I never looked before, but this time it seemed like a pretty obvious invitation.

I saw my HR manager suppress a smile.

Me: I think it's ok. Everyone is very professional here and helpful to my learning and development.

HR: Funny you should say that.

Me: Say what?

HR: Learning and development.

Me: What about it?

HR: You're going to be helping out in staff training once you've been confirmed.

Me: Ah. That's not a problem.

HR: You liaise with external agencies for any relevant courses supported by government funding and will arrange for staff to go for such courses. You will also maintain the training database.

From what I understood, that was something that my HR manager was currently doing, so helping out, and probably even taking over seemed like a promotion.

OM: Your workload is ok right? You're always early but leave on time and you always keep to your deadlines.

Me: Yup. I'm ok. Just glad to be learning new things.

HR: Good. Your ops portfolio will be increased as well.

OM: Yeah. You will be following me to vendor and client meetings. Once you're ready, you'll handle some of them yourself.

Me: Sure.

Honestly, I wondered why it was me who would be doing it. There were more senior executives in both departments, yet I was being offered the opportunity.

HR: You'll have to work closely with marketing for awhile to learn more of our business and the promotion mechanics.

OM: Aiyah. That won't be a problem for him lah. He always go smoke break with her. Confirm can work well together.

This time the HR manager did smile.

HR: That's good. I also noticed you're quite close to her. It should be an easy transition if anything. Anyway, once you're confirmed, you'll receive a transport allowance of $400 on top of the $100 increment.

Me: That's nice.

I really didn't know what to say. It wasn't as though I desperately needed the money.

OM: You drive?

Me: Actually I do.

HR: Oh? Where do you park? Parking in our building is so expensive.

Me: I bought season parking a few buildings down the road.

HR: That's smart. Looks like the allowance will come in handy now.

The food arrived and we ate while engaging in general topics.

HR: I'll pass the official letter to you later.

After lunch, I headed to the smoking area while my HR manager went back to the office first. My Ops manager left for her external meeting.

As usual, my marketing colleague was there. Let's call her Jasmine.

J: Hello. Figured you were having your confirmation lunch.

Me: Yeah time flies.

J: Not bad la. You're the first guy who was confirmed within a month. The last guy in your role took 3 months, then was asked to leave.

Me: Really? In my exact same role?

J: Yup.

Me: Why?

J: Haha! I don't usually engage in workplace gossip. But I guess it's better that you know so you don't make the same mistake.

Me: Sounds bad.

J: No lah. Normal guy behavior.

Me: Huh?

J: He was sleeping with the OM and the other HR exec at the same time.

I choked on my cigarette.

Me: Say what.

J: Not kidding. Not surprised though.

Me: Why?

J: He's quite good-looking. Like an oppa.

Me: What's that?

J: Er… it's Korean for older brother, sort of. But he was good-looking la.

Me: Haha. Lucky for me then.

J: Wah. So humble.

Me: What?

J: You're saying you're not good-looking? Or you don't sleep with co-workers?

Me: I meant lucky he left so now I have a job.

J: Oh. Doesn't seem like you need this job though?

Me: Why do you say that?

J: You seem like an Ah Sia Kia.

Me: Haha! What? No la.

J: You drive sports car wor.

Me: I didn't pay for it. Oh wait.

J: See! Rich boy.

Me: I didn't mean it that way.

J: What way do you mean it then?

I wondered how much I should reveal about my personal life, especially to a new colleague. No doubt we were getting pretty close, and would be spending a lot of time together, but somethings aren't meant to be publicly shared.

Me: it's a very long story.

Jasmine took out another stick.

J: I have a lot of time. Haha. Or you can tell me tonight if you don't mind sending me home. In your sports car. Rich boy.

Me: I don't mind sending you back. It's near where I currently stay.

J: You sure that's the only reason?

Me: Yeah?

J: Maybe you want to get close to me and be like your predecessor.

I choked on my cigarette again.

Me: I'm not like that. I think.

J: You can tell me over dinner.

Me: Sure.

We finished up our sticks and went back to the office.

I wondered what was going on.

[unsung80]

Welcum back.

[Neoguri]

Originally Posted by Shrouded

The first month of probation flew by pretty fast and before I knew it, I was having confirmation appraisal.
....

We finished up our sticks and went back to the office.

I wondered what was going on.

Never fails to amaze me with the twists and turns.
Excellent story!

[funfox]

Wow. Glad to see bro Shrouded back and importantly posting his juicy stories. Keep going please and don’t MIA hor. Kamsia 🙏🏼

[Shrouded]

I wasn't really thinking about what Jasmine had said. But it was intriguing. Workplace scandals. Never had any during army days. Frankly it was hard to do so as there were so few uniformed females. And female DXOs had a huge selection of meat to choose from.

The day passed by as normal. I didn't think much about anything at all.

I had a separate discussion with my HR manager to finalize my confirmation and sign the updated employment terms. I was actually itching to ask about my predecessor but it probably wouldn't be a wise move.

HR: By the way. The company laptop you are using is a little old. I will exchange it with the previous executive's laptop. I haven't cleared any of the files yet though. We have no IT technician here so I just left everything as it is. Can I trust you to delete the software and files that are not required? In case there are any confidential documents.

Me: Erm. My IT skills are not very updated either. But I'm sure I can delete some programs and files. Why don't we go through the laptop together?

HR: Sure! Let me go get it.

There I was thinking to myself, how hard could it be to delete files and software. If I could show her that I knew how to do it, would it mean that I would now be the adhoc IT guy in the office? I guess more work means more pay.

She came back shortly with a laptop in a dusty/mouldy bag.

HR: Please ignore the bag. We'll find another one later.

She pulled out an Asus laptop. It didn't look business grade. I guess for SMEs they just used whatever laptop worked, or whatever was on offer.

She plugged in the power adapter and turned on the laptop. I heard the unmistakable whir of a mechanical hard disk.

The laptop had no password and we had no issue logging in. The desktop was in a mess with tons of files and shortcuts all over. I created a new folder named "To Sort" and dragged everything in.

I opened the Downloads folder. There must have been a few GB of files inside. It was never ending.

Me: So just delete everything? Or…

HR: I think we need to see if anything is relevant. Not relevant ones can just delete.

Me: Open one by one?

HR: I guess so…

I sighed and complied.

The first 30 or so documents were most staff overtime submissions, some work pass documents, some scans of ID cards etc. We reached a point where she was practically just saying "Delete" without really looking at them.

Me: Don't you guys like upload the records to Google Drive or Dropbox or something? Cos I know we have both.

HR: We usually don't keep the documents after we submit.

Me: Guess this guy was lazy then.

HR: Perhaps.

We reached a whole chunk of photos. I opened the first one and froze.

Me: Er…

HR: Oh my god.

It was a nude selfie of the other HR exec, Rebecca. I tried not to look. But her body was actually pretty good, she just chose to hide it behind loose clothes. No wonder he was fucking her. I turned to my HR manager.

Me: Delete?

HR: I don't know…

Me: What?

HR: It's… evidence?

Me: Are you sure?

HR: Wow. This is the first time I actually don't know how to appraise the boss of an incident…

Me: Errr… Should I leave?

HR: No… I think we need to catalogue everything.

Me: Seriously…

HR: I'm sure you watch porn. This is just… local porn?

Me: Right.

I could tell she was blushing a little, but trying her best to maintain her professional demeanour.

I lost count of how many times I clicked next. But every pic was of a similar kind, a nude selfie. It became more and more hardcore and I was discovering things about her that I probably shouldn't. Like she had more than one vibrator in her toy collection, and she wasn't afraid to take it in both holes.

HR: Wow. He was only here for 3 months…

At the end of this pic set I stopped again.

Me: What the fuck.

The next series was of my Ops Manager, Helen. I wondered if I should stop.

It was interesting though. A young, early 20s girl might have been easier to trick into sending nude selfies. But a mid 30s lady would probably have more common sense.

HR: Carry on.

I suspect she was actually enjoying this.

Once again, at the end of this set, I was so familiar with my Ops Manager in ways I probably shouldn't be. She was definitely an A cup, but her body was pretty toned for her age. Probably worked out a lot, and she was nicely waxed.

Me: Erm. There's a lot more pictures. Are you sure I should be going through them all?

HR: Well… we've already started haven't we?

Me: You think there's more of the company staff? I don't know how to face them after this.

HR: You're embarrassed? Haha. What about me? I'm the one doing appraisals…

Me: Just how good-looking was this guy?

HR: He was ok I guess. But he was a sweet talker…

Me: Am I going to find pictures of you here too?

HR: If there are pictures of me… I'm definitely calling the police.

Me: You mean you're not going to call the police now?

HR: Pictures of me would have been taken without consent. That's a crime I believe. These… were sent to him willingly.

Me: Oh.

She sighed.

HR: Ok. What's next?

I continued clicking.

The rest were not selfies of our employees so she instructed me to delete them, which I did. Then we reached the videos section. I think I was already numb at this point and simply pressed play. Loud moans immediately filled the room. I quickly lowered the volume. Luckily her office door was shut. Rebecca was on all fours, and he was pumping her from behind, POV-style.

She leaned forward to take a closer look, offering me a fantastic view of her cleavage.

HR: Do you think this video was consensual?

Me: Err…

HR: Oh wow. That's… the biggest I've ever seen.

I squinted.

Me: It looks normal sized.

It really was. I probably was the same or bigger.

HR: Are you jealous?

Me: What?

HR: Just kidding. So do you think it's consensual?

Me: I can't tell. If it isn't, then you'll report to the police?

HR: I guess so. Play the next video.

I did. This time she was on her back, and he was fucking her slowly and rubbing her clit.

Me: Her eyes are open. I'm sure she can see the phone or whatever he was using to record.

HR: Ok.

In total, there were five videos of Rebecca and three of Helen. All appeared to be consensual, and none taken within the office or the building. Except probably the one in Helen's car, it appeared to be in the building carpark. All the other videos were of random people, but it appeared to be the same dick fucking them all.

She passed me a thumb drive.

HR: Copy everything to this and delete it from the laptop.

Me: Ok.

HR: Is there a factory reset function or something. Like on our mobile phones.

Me: I think so. There's no paid software we need to reinstall right?

HR: Microsoft office?

Me: Do you have the license key?

HR: What's that?

Me: Err… never mind. I will just manually delete the files.

The copying seemed to be taking awhile so I decided to go for a smoke break.

Me: You ok if I go and smoke now?

HR: Sure. I'm coming too.

Me: You smoke?

HR: No. I vape. No smell.

Me: Oh?

HR: Yeah. Bet you can't tell that I vape in my office.

Me: Nope. Can't tell at all.

HR: Maybe you should try it. No tar. Should be healthier than cigarettes right?

Me: I really don't think so.

We passed by Rebecca on our way out and she smiled at us, blissfully unaware of what we had just witnessed. She did have a sweet smile though. I wondered how she would react if she found out.

HR: Stop fantasizing.

Me: Huh? What?

HR: You're picturing her naked right.

Me: No…

HR: Try not to have relationships in the office. It's not good when things go south.

Me: I don't intend to.

HR: Well, you listed your status as single in your application so who knows?

Me: It's complicated.

HR: Right.

It was raining heavily so the majority of the smokers were crowding under the shelter. I spotted Jasmine there.

Me: Hey!

J: Hello. Tonight still on?

Me: Yup.

The HR manager came up to us.

HR: What's going on tonight?

I looked as Jasmine.

J: We're having dinner.

HR: Oh.

She turned to me.

HR: Remember what I just told you.

Me: Yeah…

We smoked in awkward silence and headed back to the office.

The copying was done and I handed over the thumb drive before deleting the files in her presence.

HR: Don't mention anything to anyone. I will let you know if I need a statement.

Me: Sure.

HR: I don't know what your relationship is with Jasmine, but I'd advise against starting anything.

Me: Isn't she married?

HR: Helen and Rebecca are both married.

Me: Oh.

HR: They should leave the single guys for single girls like me.

Me: Nothing is going on between Jasmine and me. We're just going for dinner.

HR: You know ladies sometimes get lonely when their husbands aren't around right?

Me: What about the ladies who don't have a husband? Or boyfriend?

HR: We're fucking lonely. Hahahaha…

I couldn't tell if it was playful banter or if she was flirting with me.

It wouldn't be very professional.

HR: Well thanks for the help today. You can have the laptop. If you need a bag to bring it home, I'll need to dig in the storeroom. However we don't insist that our staff bring work home.

Me: I think I need to sanitize the laptop first. Who knows what happened when the pictures and videos were first viewed on it.

She laughed and tossed me some antibacterial wipes.

HR: Go ahead. Anyway I've no other tasks for you today. Helen won't be back till tomorrow. Looks like you can leave for your date on the dot!

Me: It's not a date. It's dinner.

HR: Whatever it is. Have fun!

I left her office and went back to my desk which was opposite Rebecca. It was open concept but due to Safe Management Measures, there was an acrylic sheet in between us. I found it highly redundant though.

R: That was a long appraisal…

Me: Nah… was helping her clear up the old laptop.

R: Oh. So you're confirmed already? That's fast.

Me: You mean new hires generally don't get confirmed?

R: Probation is one month, but usually a lot of us are actually confirmed after 3 months.

Me: Oh. Why?

R: High standards?

Me: I must be lucky then. Considering I have no experience in this industry.

R: None of us do. That's why it takes so long to get confirmed.

Me: I see…

Rebecca was handling Comp & Ben, leave administration and recruitment.

R: Yeah. I saw your CV. Should have stayed in the Army.

Me: Nah. Lost the passion. Besides, I need real work experience. I already spent too long in the Army.

R: Oh well. Don't disturb you anymore. I want to go home on time.

I quickly finished up my stuff. Jasmine texted me.

J: Be at smoking point. Think of dinner please.

Me: What do you want to eat?

J: You decide. Food isn't the main agenda tonight.

That was suspicious.

Me: What is?

J: 😉

[FlatTop]

You are such a lucky man. Most of us will be envious about you.

[Shrouded]

I really didn't know where to go for dinner so I suggested just heading back to the East and deciding along the way.

J: Hey rich boy, put the top down.

Me: Ok.

She removed her cardigan and got into the car. For the first time, I could actually see her upper body and her absurdly muscled arms.

She caught me staring.

J: My arms turning you on?

I snapped out of it.

Me: Kind of. Wow.

J: I go to the gym. By the looks of it, you probably should too.

She reached over and poke my tummy.

Me: What the fuck.

J: So flabby.

Me: Yeah.

J: You wanna see my abs?

Me: Err…

J: I can't show you now. Not in this dress. You might accidentally see what's below my abs.

Me: What? A huge dick?

J: Haha.. you're funny.

I drove out of the car park and headed in the general direction of the East.

Me: How did you get so… built? And assuming you really have abs.

J: Well, I'm bored. Was stuck at home didn't have much to do. Decided to sign up for Anytime Fitness.

Me: What's your diet like?

J: No restriction. I just train harder.

Me: Weights?

J: Alternate days weights and cardio. A full protein dinner. All other meals are anything I want.

Me: I bet you could win me at arm wrestling.

J: Probably.

She grabbed my bicep and squeezed.

J: So soft. I thought you were a regular.

Me: Regular doesn't mean Arnold Schwarzenegger.

J: You really let yourself go.

Me: Well… that's life I guess.

We stopped at a traffic light. She took my hand and placed it over her dress.

J: Feel that?

I felt a flat stomach. But couldn't feel any abs.

Me: Can't feel abs through the dress.

J: That's just an excuse to touch me.

Me: Er. You put my hand there.

J: And you didn't remove it.

I had to remove it anyway to shift gears.

We eventually ended up at a steakhouse in Joo Chiat as she was craving for beef, which hilariously was on the same row as the hotel I was at with Ann and Alicia before.

We were led to the second floor and took a corner table. It wasn't crowded at all and I was wondering how they were surviving.

Me: How do you know this place? I passed by the area before but never noticed it.

J: I used to come here often with my husband. I bet you passed by because you were going to the hotel right. Haha!

Me: Yup.

J: Oh. Really?

Me: I told you I had a long story right.

J: Yeah.

Me: Can I be honest with you?

J: Sure. Why not?

Me: You won't judge? And you won't engage in office gossip?

J: Haha… what's in it for me?

Me: Free rides home?

J: Other rides included?

Me: What?

J: I'm kidding… or am I?

Me: Don't tease me like this…

J: Or what?

Me: I think you're friendly. And nice.

J: And so?

Me: I can talk to you. I guess.

J: The story better be damn interesting. Because right now, you just seem to be another rich kid looking for pussy.

Me: Another?

J: Your predecessor.

Me: Tell me more about him.

J: Haha! You can ask all the girls in the office. I'm damn sure there's not one he hasn't hit on.

Me: You're married.

J: I told you he slept with your HR colleague and Ops Manager right?

Me: Yeah.

J: Did you know they're married?

Me: I did find out just now actually.

J: Heard he fucked them good.

Me: Were you?

J: Was I what?

Me: Fucked good by him.

J: What do you think?

Me: I don't think so…

J: Why don't you think so?

Me: Because you're married?

J: You're missing the point again. My husband has been overseas for 5 years. If we had kids, they probably wouldn't remember who he is.

Me: Oh.

J: So I'm technically single.

Me: Why didn't you follow him overseas?

J: Whatever for? To tell you the truth, I'm actually living with my parents now. Which is close to where you're living.

Me: Oh?

J: We have a place. In the North. The key collection was supposed to coincide with his return but he decided to extend his contract overseas.

Me: So the house is empty?

J: Pretty empty. I'm not about to do everything by myself and let that asshole come back to a fully furnished house.

Me: So you're paying for an empty house?

J: Yup.

Me: Can't you rent it out or something?

J: I can rent it out partially. But I don't like the idea of someone else living there when I'm not.

Me: So move in?

J: And be lonely? That's why I stay with my parents. Other than taking care of them of course.

Me: Get your parents to move in?

J: And chase them out when my husband decides to come home?

Me: True.

J: You're really clueless you know. Stuck in army too long.

Me: Well if I was a rich kid, I wouldn't be in the army for so long.

J: So what are you?

Me: It's complicated.

J: Yeah you mentioned.

Me: I'm in an open relationship.

J: That doesn't explain much.

Me: She's older. And wealthy.

J: HAHAHAHAHA! YOU'RE A FUCKING GIGOLO!

She nearly fell off the chair laughing.

Luckily there was nobody else upstairs.

Me: She's not that old.

J: Right.

Me: I don't ask for money, it just… appears?

J: Oh please. Money doesn't drop from the sky.

Me: Really. That's why I want to work. I tried driving Grab but it didn't work out.

J: So she gave you a car.

Me: Yup.

J: You live in her house.

Me: Yup.

J: Single rich old lady. Not bad.

Me: She's widowed, with kids.

J: Something tells me there's more to this story.

Our food arrived so we decided to eat first. The fries were damn good. And they were free flow.

Me: I slept with both her daughters too.

J: Say what?

Me: You heard me.

J: Why in the world would you do that? She's frigid?

Me: Oh no. She's horny as hell. I sleep with her 3 times a week. And she still has other guys outside.

J: Jesus. And her daughters?

Me: One was a revenge thing. Cos she slept with her guy.

J: She sounds crazy.

Me: The other… I don't really know how it happened. Her youngest daughter.

J: You're such a slut.

Me: Actually they referred to me as their toy.

J: You must be a really fun toy to play with.

Me: I guess so.

J: You're ok with it?

Me: I don't know. They're happy. I'm happy they're happy. That's it.

J: You've got serious issues.

Me: I probably do.

J: Well good for you then. At least you're making people happy. And having sex.

Me: I'm guessing you're in a dry spell?

J: Five fucking years.

Me: Wow.

J: I'm going to beat the shit out of him when he's back.

Me: You mean fuck him?

J: No. I will physically demolish him for making such a stupid decision.

Me: That's why you gym?

J: Haha. Maybe. Gym was just a way to release my frustrations and then I saw the change in my body.

Me: You really never had sex for five years?

J: I must be so fucking tight right now. If you fucked me you'd cum in seconds.

Me: That wouldn't be very enjoyable for you.

J: Precisely.

Me: So… My predecessor… what happened between you two?

J: Nothing. He asked for nudes. I told him to fly a kite.

Me: Oh. Good choice.

J: I'm not some desperate teenage girl. If I want sex I'll get it. Just not from a douchebag like him.

Me: Interesting.

J: I don't know about the rest of the girls though. They seem really stupid. And they were so charmed by his looks and mannerisms. Even your OM. Seriously? She's slightly older than me but got no common sense.

Me: How did you know they were sleeping together?

J: Everybody knows. Helen and Rebecca had a big argument. Shirlyn had to step in and bring them into her office.

Shirlyn is my HR manager.

Me: So in 3 months, he slept with both of them concurrently?

J: He probably slept with the finance girl also. Cheryl. Saw her crying at her desk. Heard she was a virgin. I know he went out with my marketing exec also. But don't think anything happened.

Me: In 3 months. Wow.

J: You got time to catch up. Don't worry. Assuming you can perform. Since you go home have to be a fucktoy to your pot of gold and her daughter.

Me: Very funny. I'm not about to do stupid things and get fired.

J: You can be discreet about it. He didn't know how to be.

Me: But if something goes wrong. Like with Sharon?

J: Cheryl.

Me: Oh yeah.

J: So go for the non-virgins la! Anyway now Cheryl also not a virgin anymore. Haha!

Me: You're definitely trolling me.

J: Maybe. Maybe I've gone cuckoo already thanks to Covid.

Me: So you masturbate?

J: Nope. No toys. Hard to do it when parents are home also. My fingers don't feel good anyway.

Me: How you tahan 5 years?

J: Just tahan lor.

Our creme brulee dessert arrived. It was a shared portion.

J: Wow. That's damn sweet.

I took another bite. It tasted ok.

Me: It's normal.

J: Your tongue spoilt issit?

Me: No?

J: You can have the rest. Anymore of it and I'll get too hyper.

Me: Then can't sleep?

J: Then I'll jump on you and take you as my fucktoy also. Hahaha!

Me: Ya right.

J: Your tummy should be quite nice to bounce on.

Me: You're taunting me to go to the gym and get back in shape.

J: You need more exercise.

Me: I do exercise.

J: Not sex. Real exercise.

Me: I do! I go cycling with the youngest daughter.

J: For real.

Me: Real. Before Covid she had this wild idea of learning to cycle so she could join her friends. So she bought foldies from Decathlon and I taught her how to cycle. Now we go riding every week.

J: And in between she rides you too?

Me: What the hell. Yes. Sometimes. Not very often. We cycle more than we have sex now.

J: Where do you cycle? Maybe one day I'll join you.

Me: Mostly PCN around the area. Longest one was from ECP till Changi Village.

J: Never done round island?

Me: Not yet.

J: My bike is actually at my own house. Haha. Left it there. It's like a storeroom now.

Me: Foldie?

J: Roadie.

Me: Ok. You're too pro.

J: A bike is a bike la. Who cares what it is as long as it moves.

Me: True. So I guess all your unwanted stuff is over there?

J: Yeah. I go over occasionally to use the pool though.

Me: Pool?

J: Yeah. It's an EC. Pool, gym, steam room, jacuzzi.

Me: Wah.

J: Steam room like always spoilt though. Damn irritating. Pool also dirty. Lucky my husband is paying for almost everything.

Me: See. He works overseas to give you a better life here.

J: Oh please. He's probably fucking all the local chicks.

Me: Then you can fuck the local guys.

J: You're trying to con me to sleep with you ah.

Me: No. Just saying.

J: If I want to I will. Trust me. And we aren't that close yet.

Me: I know.

J: But I'm glad you shared your story. It's hilarious. Haven't laughed so hard in awhile.

Me: That's good.

J: Curious though.

Me: About?

J: You're not rich, not handsome, not in the best shape, why in the world would a rich old lady and her daughter want to sleep with you?

Me: Who knows?

J: Either you're damn good at pleasuring women… or you used black magic!

Me: Haha. No. I'm sure I didn't. Not sure about the first point though. You have to experience it yourself.

J: One day. Maybe. Maybe not. But today is not the day.

I paid for dinner and we went back to the car.

J: Hey, if you're free, maybe I can show you my storeroom.

Me: Like right now?

J: Do you need to go back and pleasure your old lady?

Me: Not on Thursday.

J: And the young one?

Me: No fixed schedule.

J: Let's go for a drive then. Top down please.

I had nothing better to do so I texted Ann that I would be later than expected.

[RamosKiapArm]

Nice update. Hope you get to fuck J

[otamay]

Jasmine seems promising for fling.

Camping here for more juicy updates please.

[Shrouded]

The drive to the North was long, and felt like I was going back to visit my parents.

Jasmine's condo was at Canberra, pretty close to the MRT. The guard at the gantry simply waved us in without checking anything, which was kind of a surprise. I expected more stringent security measures.

We went into the car park and she directed me towards somewhere in the middle.

Me: Don't need to park in visitor lot?

J: Don't think there's any. This is the first time I'm in the car park.

Me: Seriously? You technically lived here for two years plus?

J: Bought a unit. Not lived. I never stayed overnight before.

Me: Why?

J: Lonely? Scared? No bed?

Me: Ok. So it's really a storeroom.

J: Wasn't that what I said?

She tapped us in at the gate and we took the lift to her floor. It looked like her entire floor had long moved in judging by the number of shoes around.

She opened the door and the musty smell hit me.

J: Open the balcony doors to air the place.

I did, and was treated to a view of the opposite condo.

Surprisingly, her place wasn't a storeroom like she mentioned.

There was a sofa in the living room, along with a huge ass TV, probably 75", a 4-seater dining table. There were 2 bedrooms and 1 master bedroom. She opened the door to the first room.

J: See. Storeroom.

The room was unbelievably cluttered with packing boxes, still unopened, and nothing much else. Her road bike stood against a wall. I glanced at the brand. It was a Canyon. Sounded expensive.

J: Ok. I have to admit. I bought a ton of shit with his money cos I was pissed off. And I don't use most of that shit anymore.

Me: Like this bike?

J: Hey! I was damn serious ok? For about 3 months or so.

Me: So you selling it?

J: Nah. Since I found someone who can ride with me. I guess I'll use it.

We went to the other room. It was a walk-in wardrobe of sorts, with the wall on the other side hacked open to enter the master bedroom.

Me: Hey wait. You did some reno here. I thought condos were move in condition?

J: Are you kidding? Move in with no lights? The only things that were working were the toilets and aircon. And of course the flooring. Still have to reno a bit. Have you ever tried shitting in the dark?

Me: Have you tried shitting in the jungle?

J: What's the link?

Me: It's dark.

J: Funny.

We went to the master bedroom.

Me: I thought you said there wasn't a bed.

She turned on the lights.

J: Hello? Which part of that looks like a bed? It's a storage bed frame.

Me: Oh. It was dark. I thought it was those Japanese kind of bed.

J: So what if there's a bed? You think we're gonna fuck?

Me: Haha. What? Why do you keep talking about that? It's as though you're thinking about it.

J: I never said I wasn't. You try not having sex for 5 years lah.

Me: I probably could? I don't know.

J: Please lah. All I need to do is get close to you. Tease you a bit. Touch the right places. You will get hard and want to fuck me.

Me: What makes you so sure?

J: You're a guy. Unless your dick doesn't work anymore due to the abuse you put it through.

Me: It works fine.

J: It better be. In case one day I really decide to have sex with you.

Me: Stop talking about it.

J: You're uncomfortable?

Me: No. I just don't want you, or me, to get the wrong idea.

J: So considerate. But I'm not that kind of girl. If I do something it's cos I really want to. And I thought about it before doing it.

Me: I'm not so sure about that.

J: What makes you say that.

I brought her back to the first room.

Me: You bought an expensive bike and used it for awhile because you were pissed.

J: Different thing lah!

Me: So if you were pissed that you didn't have sex for 5 years and a guy you are ok with is around, you're gonna fuck him?

J: You trying to stir me issit? I'll definitely have to think about it. And at least remove my ring first.

Me: Haha. Ok.

We went back to the living room and sat on the sofa.

Me: It's pretty windy.

J: High floor.

Me: You're blocked by the other condo. Where's the wind coming from?

J: How would I know?

Me: Anywhere we can smoke?

J: Balcony? But no ashtray. Hang on.

She went to the kitchen, where surprisingly there was a fridge. She opened it and took out a can of beer, popped the tab and finished the entire can all at once, burping loudly at the end.

Me: What the.

J: Here you go. Ashtray.

Me: How did you- never mind.

J: Did you want one?

Me: I don't mind. But just one. Have to drive back.

J: Ok.

She grabbed another two cans and we went to the balcony.

I checked the date. It wasn't expired.

She carried two chairs from the dining room into the balcony. One in each hand. She really was strong for a girl her size. Perhaps it was time I started to gym again.

Over cigarettes and the can of beer she shared more about herself.

She was an only child, went to an all girls school, a regular Junior College and ended up doing business management at SMU. She worked in marketing for 3 years at a MNC where she met her husband. They got married and she became a housewife. They actually applied for and got a BTO but had to sell it after the MOP to get the condo. After he extended his overseas assignment she decided to rejoin the workforce.

The renovation at her place was done by her cousin, and moving of the stuff was arrange by him too. She didn't really have many close friends to depend on.

We were really hitting it off. She would laugh at my jokes, occasionally grab my arm to emphasize a point, place her hand on my thigh when emphasizing other points. It seemed surreal. But I was in an open relationship, and she was married. It never really crossed my mind if there might even be a chance of things happening.

We chatted till it was 11pm before deciding to head home.

She locked up the place and we headed back to the car.

The top was down on the drive back as well and we enjoyed the cool night breeze.

I stopped at her parents place and she unbuckled her seatbelt, before leaning over to give me a hug.

J: Thanks for tonight Mark. I really enjoyed myself.

Me: My pleasure.

J: We'll fuck next time ok?

Me: What?

She got off and walked to the gate, waving bye.

J: See you tomorrow!

I drove back confused again.

[FlatTop]

Looking forward for a steamy session with Jasmine.
Thank you for the updates too.

[diputs1269]

Originally Posted by Shrouded

J: We'll fuck next time ok?

5 years never have sex, J surely will be very tight like a virgin, cheers!

[Neoguri]

Thanks for the update Bro Shrouded.
The story just gets better and better!

[Shrouded]

By the time I reached back home, it was close to midnight.

Ann was working on her laptop, probably preparing to do some trading. I gave her a hug from behind and went to shower.

She was still working when I was done and got into bed.

Ann: How was dinner?

Me: Was good. I think. Some steakhouse in Joo Chiat.

Ann: Oh! The one with free flow fries?

Me: Yup.

Ann: You had sex with her after that?

Me: What? No… it's just a colleague who I'll be working with for the next few weeks to learn more about the business.

Ann: You can if you want you know?

Me: I know. But it takes two hands to clap.

Ann shut off her laptop and got into bed.

Ann: I don't care what you do outside. But as long as we're still in this arrangement, when you're home, you're mine.

Me: I know.

Ann: So how's work?

Me: I got confirmed.

Ann: That's good. How's your colleagues?

Me: I felt a little out of place at first. So many girls.

Ann: You better get used to it. It's not the army anymore.

Me: Yeah. It's a very different experience.

Ann: Anyone made a move on you yet?

Me: Huh?

Ann: It's very common in the corporate world actually.

Me: What is?

Ann: Workplace shenanigans.

Me: Really?

Ann: From my experience.

Me: You mean with clients?

Ann: With everyone.

Me: I don't get it.

Ann: You're in a female centric company. There's probably like what, 4 or 5 guys out of 20? Excluding bosses and senior management. Ladies will appreciate having a guy around to do the more menial tasks for them. If the guy is pleasing to the eye, it's even better. If he's deemed to be a nice guy, they'll be more open to flirting and possibly even more.

Me: Seriously?

Ann: Of course. Just wait and see. How's Helen by the way?

Me: You know my Ops Manager???

Ann: Yup.

Me: Please don't tell me I only got the job because you asked them to hire me.

Ann: I hardly think she has much influence in the hiring department.

Me: Hang on… now I remember. This was one of the job links you sent to me from Jobstreet.

Ann: Yeah. Helen was working for one of my clients a long time ago. We still catch up every now and then. She mentioned her company was looking for ops/admin after the last one got fired.

Me: Why do I feel you pulled some strings for me to get hired.

Ann: I didn't. I just pointed you in that direction. You managed to do everything after that by yourself.

Me: Oh.

Ann: You seemed a little dejected after all the rejections. Just felt maybe you could try this one out. From what I hear from Helen, the company is a good starting point.

Me: I sure hope so.

Ann: I also know why the previous guy was fired.

Me: Really?

Ann: Yup. Other than being really shit at his job, he was practically sleeping with the whole office.

Me: I'm not going to sleep with the whole office.

Ann: And from what she says, you aren't shit at your job.

Me: I hope not.

Ann: Anyway, you probably want a different car.

Me: Why?

Ann: Don't think a two-seater is practical right now.

Me: I think it's ok for now.

Ann: You helping out this Saturday? There's a new batch of cars coming in. Pick one. Any one.

Me: You're too nice to me.

Ann: Why can't I be? You don't want me to?

Me: I don't want you to feel like I'm taking advantage of you.

Ann: Oh please. It's not like that.

Me: Well…

Ann: I'm sure you'll find something more suitable for work.

Me: Ok.

Ann: Now. I know it's not Friday…

She started stroking me through my shorts.

We started kissing and fondling each other. I felt her wetness down below.

She quickly grabbed a condom from the bedside table and capped me, before sliding down on it, devouring my face hungrily.

As usual, she rode herself to orgasm. It was now my turn to put something in the condom as she expected. But I was extremely tired and no matter how hard I tried, I could not cum.

Ann: Fuck me harder!

Me: I'm trying!

Ann: Don't stop!

Me: Can I not cum today please?

Ann: No. I came, now it's your turn.

No matter how I tried, which position I used, how fast or slow I thrusted, I could not bring myself to orgasm.

Me: Can I use my hand instead?

Ann: And let the erection go to waste? No. You'll fuck me until you cum.

I guess I really was an obedient soldier.

I pumped her hard and fast, then slow and deep in every imaginable position for the next 30 minutes until I felt the familiar feeling and the sweet release of two huge streams. I could feel her trembling as I was twitching inside her, expelling as much cum as I could. But something felt off.

I pulled out.

Me: Oh shit.

Ann: The condom broke?

Me: You knew? Why didn't you stop me?

Ann: Yeah. But I felt your warm cum hitting my insides. It's been so long and felt so good.

Me: Err…

Ann: Anyway I stopped the pill since we started using condoms again.

Me: What.

Ann: I'll get the morning after pill tomorrow. Don't need another kid.

Me: Let's go shower.

It was nearly 130am by the time I finally fell asleep. Luckily it was Friday and work should be less hectic.

[bellkite]

Very nice update bro, thanks