My Bet with my colleague - Page 32

B-free · #**466** 01-01-2015, 02:44 PM

Happy New Year Sgt, come back soon with update.

Cheeksy · #**467** 02-01-2015, 02:20 AM

I really seldom post anything. But ilock bro. This is one of the best stories i have read. I had to comment this time because it is really good read and so that this thread will continue.

Without a doubt, here is where peeps discuss about sex and more sex. But you have prove that it is much more than that. You triggered my thoughts on how I had beaten competitions to win then gf now wife. All those memories triggering, I believe, had similarities that samsters can relate to is why your stories are so interesting and engaging. the things that are being narrated is very achievable by human being and not some overly exaggerated ideas. There are suspense, humor, sadness, simple happiness and some plain stupidity ideas that we as humans would make and sometimes get caught in the act thru your stories.

I'll support this thread. Have a great 2015!

junior_cannibal · #**468** 02-01-2015, 08:14 PM

Agreed with the bros here, one of the best threads here. TS, when you next post, then I can contribute my points to you. Looking forward!

miumiu6464 · #**469** 02-01-2015, 10:24 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Cheeksy

I really seldom post anything. But ilock bro. This is one of the best stories i have read. I had to comment this time because it is really good read and so that this thread will continue.

Without a doubt, here is where peeps discuss about sex and more sex. But you have prove that it is much more than that. You triggered my thoughts on how I had beaten competitions to win then gf now wife. All those memories triggering, I believe, had similarities that samsters can relate to is why your stories are so interesting and engaging. the things that are being narrated is very achievable by human being and not some overly exaggerated ideas. There are suspense, humor, sadness, simple happiness and some plain stupidity ideas that we as humans would make and sometimes get caught in the act thru your stories.

I'll support this thread. Have a great 2015!

You should look up his previous stories if you're enjoying this one.

calleon · #**470** 02-01-2015, 10:26 PM

Ke belakang pusing! It All makes sense ,Sargent.
Brovo! Very nice story.

Cheeksy · #**471** 03-01-2015, 04:16 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by miumiu6464

You should look up his previous stories if you're enjoying this one.

Lol. I did. Just finished James, Gillian and Sylvia.

BlurBlock · #**472** 03-01-2015, 09:56 AM

TS Went on holiday liao.....

Summerhillt · #**473** 03-01-2015, 03:08 PM

Permission to carry on camping here and wait for your continuation of story SGT JAMES !!

ilikeoldchangke · #**474** 03-01-2015, 04:13 PM

13th March 2013

Wednesday

Work has started to pile in the past week or so and I left work together with Joan at 8pm almost everyday.

I received my letter from Mr Chan that I had been promoted and that the company appreciates my contribution and so on and so forth.

The $250 increment is not a lot but at least it’s something.

I’ve got 2 additional days of annual added to my original 12, still a far cry from my peers who are in the civil services and private sectors but I got no complaints.

It’s the little things in life that keeps me contented.

I popped in to check on the wasapp group occasionally and was not surprised to see several FRs already being posted.

The reviews were pretty positive from my mates, although there is something that is consistent throughout their reviews.

No one received anything more than a handjob on their first visit.

2 of them went back the 2nd time and got a blowjob.

1 of them will be returning again soon since he was promised something more if he returns the 3rd time.

15th March 2013

Friday

8pm

I was in the midst of having dinner with Joan when a comprehensive FR for Yanting came through.

I barely finished the 1st FR when the 2nd one came through as well.

In fact I was a little surprised that it came from a really low profile friend that seldom post FRs.

The 2 descriptions of Yanting, aka Yvonne could not be more different.

One came from a ah beng helping his dad with his fruit business and another from the only son of a developer poised to take over the reins.

…………..

FR for Yvonne. (By Ah beng )

Looks : She got the slutty ah tiong look, I like. I confirm will hang flower

Breast : Soft. Doink, doink kind. You squeeze will get the shoik feeling

Figure : Got a scar at the lower hip, but overall looks tok kong. Hourglass. The backside firm firm one. Piak liao for echo.

Blowjob : wet, wet, slurpy slurpy. The suction like my house the powerful phillips vaccume cleaner.

Main course :

I save up 2 day worth of ammo. Enter the firing range straight away strip liao. See her bouncy neh neh, I buay tahan liao.

Immediate squeeze and adjust while she lie down on her back.

I squeeze and adjust machiam like adjust sandbag for life firing. Si be shoik.

Then mai tu liao, I take up firing position, prone down and enter her after I put on my favourite okamoto .02 .

Yvonne very wet and tight, but what I like most is her superb Bose sound system.

Knn, so loud, moan until I myself think my M16 is a GPMG. I very sure my dick is small one, confirm is M16 on semi mode, but the way she scream and shout, wah lan eh.

I think is squeeze GPMG don’t let go kind. The 1000 round ammo box 1 shot squeeze finish.

Really make me feel like I’m some iron man.

When I coming that time, even more power, she like a bit pretend don’t want, beg me that kind of CFM look.

CCB !.

See that Ah tiong slut face, together with her moans and my piak piak sound.

I KNN almost give her my CPF singpass. Ask her take everything.

Then I zhuar out into the condom…. She CB, moan until I feel I is some Champion F1 driver shoot champagne. Si bei song.

Paiseh, I seldom write so loso, but is really buay pai.
I whole day carry fruits around, first time I feel like standing on F1 stage.

Summary

James , Si bei good lobang la… next time have must share more ok ?
I private msg you my lobang also, I not so noble like you share good stuff. Haha. If not the fuckers in this group sure Potong Jalan one.

PS : Next in camp road march I carry fieldpack for you.

…………

I had to stifle my laugh and excuse myself to the toilet in case Joan asked me what was so funny about a message on my phone.

Below’s the 2nd FR from another brother, Macus.

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FR on Yvonne ( By Marcus )

James , how did you manage to find out about this joint ? Haha. It’s quite near my office, I shifted to Sin Ming area by the way. Drop my for coffee sometimes.

Here’s my honest opinions for your reference.

I did not expect to find such a place nestled in the heartlands. It looked like any other shops in the neighbourhood, the last thing I expect was to have a orgasm in such an unassuming shop.

It was my 4th visit within a week and I’ve build up quite a rapport with Yvonne. Yah la, I know you all will say I’m crazy but I have my lunch in the area almost 5 times a week. It’s really hard to resist popping in for a quick one. Haha.

What I liked about Yvonne was how personal her services are, she mentioned that so far, most of her customers are recommended by Robert, aka James. Haha. It seems like she just started out in this but still, I took it with a pinch of salt.

Yvonne was in a white dress with black stockings when I visited her. She immediately scolded me and asked why I did not tell her in advance I was visiting. She would have wore something nicer.

The way she flirted and whine at me in the shop is classic, really like a little girl whining for a new toy. Even her friend at the reception counter said she only behaves that way towards me.

Communications are no issues, I’m glad I took higher Chinese back in school, it’s fucking erotic to recite Tan poems when you fuck. No kidding guys. Haha.

After my massage , she let me doggy her on the massage bed. I’m not sure if she really meant it but she kept saying I was so big and long. Haha.

I slid my hands underneath her shirt and my cold hands touched her warm breast, even the pointy nipples seemed to shiver when my palms caressed them as I enter her from behind.

Anyway, her vagina’s quite tight and I like the way she reached back to hold my hand when I doggy her. You all know I’m a sucker for GFE and I have to say, Yvonne is just my cup of tea.

And fuck you James… for making me spend so much money in a week. Haha.

…………

I cleared the message history after telling them we should all catch up soon.

Needless to say, after reading the FRs, I had to initiate something with Joan that evening.

16th March 2013

Saturday

Joan confirmed with me that the official handover of the documents and papers will be done on the 31st of march 2013, it’s a Sunday. They will all be meeting at the lawyers office for the paperwork to be done.

For accounting sake, that was the last day of the financial year for the catering business. Joan did not go into details and I could see she was quite unwilling to talk too much about it

After breakfast with Joan, i sent her back home and told her I’m meeting up with a couple of friends for coffee.

2.30pm

I took a bus to a community club near yio chu kang and I called a old friend of mine who was pretty active in grassroot activities.

From his facebook postings, I would see he was always volunteering his time at the center and there are numerous pictures of him and the residents being update every week.

His check in frequency for Saturday afternoons is almost always at the club.

You might have guessed what I wanted to do by now, yes it’s about Yanting and the shop where she is operating at.

Now the easiest thing would be to call the police, whistle blow about the location and everything would be over, why go through all the hassle.

I’ll tell you why.

Some things it’s best not to get involved personally.

There are other ways to get things done, you just need to be a little patient.

If I were to go to the cops, there would be questions, I need to have my statement taken, there would be records.

In case you are contemplating making an anonymous call, forget it.

This is Singapore.

Even from a public payphone, it doesn’t take too long for the authorities to figure out who you are.

We are an island surround by cameras, from the time you tap into a bus till you top up your easylink card, big brother is watching.

I managed to reach Spencer who was in the midst of loading some leaflets for distribution throughout the estate.

He saw me as he reached for his phone by the back of the car.

Spencer : Eh brother…. Ho seh bo ? When want to come and join me….. always jio you you not free….

James : Aiyah…. Not my cup of tea la… haha… how are you ?

We chatted a little and I told him I was visiting my aunt across the road and I thought I’ll just swing by and see if I can catch him since he’s usually there on weekends.

We spent 5 minutes chatting by the car before I suggest grabbing a quick coffee at a coffee shop 1 street away.

2.50pm

After the mundane topic of how each of us is doing has been concluded, I casually brought up the conversation about the neighbourhood.

James : Eh… recently you got to AMK central walk around bo ?

Spencer : Quite often… why leh ?

James : I tell you this funny incident….really stupid incident.

I told Spencer that I was looking for a spare battery and to get the screen protector on my phone the other day.

James : so I was waiting for the guy to stick on my phone then I browse around a bit.

I went on to add that half of the shop unit was being shared with this facial/massage palour.

James : I was just standing at the entrance looking at some covers when the door to the parlour open. Wah, this chio girl popped out followed by this fucker.

I gestured in a exaggerated manner.

James : I was sort of blocking his way, I stepped aside but I took a look at the girl and him.

I hit the table in a mock angry manner.

ilikeoldchangke · #**475** 03-01-2015, 04:14 PM

James : You know what he did bo ?

James : He actually said this to me ; “ Siao eh… xiong simi, bo kua kuay yandao sibo knn…. “

Spencer : Wah… haha.. really ah.

James : No Joke, I donno whether to laugh or to be angry.

Spencer tapped my on my shoulder and added.

Spencer : Wah , our brave James also got this day ah, I still remember how to wack the gangster head in our school back then.

Spencer : Nobody dare to stand up to him, you gag a wack him across the face in the canteen . ahah.

I laughed and waved Spencer off.

James : You see the problem with all this old stories, nobody remembers the ending, all only remember I wack him.

James : In the end I kena wack jialat jialat until go sick bay, bo lang remember meh ? haha

Spencer : Aiyah…. Different. It’s not the end result that matters, it’s the fact that you dare to wack him. Haha.

We laughed and brushed it aside as I update spencer more about the encounter.

James : I naturally dulan so I shot back. “ Wuu.. Yandao wa kua kuay…kuai lan eh lang ma si kua jing zoei.

I told Spencer that after that remark, things got a little heated but that was when the interesting part happened.

The mobile shop owner came out and apologised to me.

James : Then the massage parlour lady also apologised to me.

James : After she pulled the guy away, I saw the door open again, wah!. Got a guy pulling up his pants and quickly putting on his top and another pretty girl peeped out to see what was going on.

Spencer : Wah… happy ending shop ah ?

James : Must be la…. That guy come out guilty looking…. Knn… call chicken also want to hide here hide there. Nowadays the people…

Spencer listened intently before asking me where is the shop

James : Wah lan eh….. don’t tell me you want to visit ah….. I think not your cup of tea.

Spencer : Bo la…. I inform my friend ask him to take a look.

I gave Spencer a vague description of the shop and it’s location and I could see him typing intently the information into his phone.

I could not help but stifle a smile when Spencer said he would tell him counterparts to keep an eye on the shop, after all, AMK is probably the last place on the island you want to have something shady going on.

After a 2nd cup of coffee, I said my goodbye and promised to catch up soon enough.

20th March 2013

Wednesday

I arranged for my meeting to lapse into my lunch time so I could make a trip down to AMK. I went to the florist at the market and bought a bouquet of flowers before I looked around for a suitable target.

The evening before, I used 5 pieces of 10 dollar bills to fold them into heart shapes and wedge them into a small box with ribbons. I tied the box to the side of the bouquet so there’s no way Yanting would miss them.

I saw 2 kids playing card games and they were deliberating whether to spend their pocket money on a booster pack. I approached them with a smile and ask if they could deliver the bouquet of flowers to my friend at the beauty shop across the street.

In return, I’ll pay them $10

James : It’s a surprise. Don’t answer her question, just give her with a smile and go off.

They accepted the deal right away.

I planted myself at the coffee shop across Yanting’s shop and watched the 2 boys knocked on the glass door.

It took a while for the door to open and I could see it was XiaoFang who opened it.

She accepted the flowers and checked the card on it with a puzzled look on her face before closing the door again.

I waited about 5 minutes before I used the spare phone I got to drop Yanting a message.

I did not identify myself since technically I was not supposed to know her number.

James sms : 宝贝。。。喜好吗？好想你摸我啊。( do you like it ? Miss your touch )

I did not get a reply for a good 15 minutes. It was then I saw the door open and Yanting had just sent another customer out.

A couple minutes later I got a reply.

Yanting sms : 死鬼。。。哪位啊？ (Who are you ? )

James sms : 你的忠实顾客。。。(your loyal customer )

James sms : 好像把脸贴在你胸喔。。。 ( I want to plaster my face on your chest )

Yanting : 去你的。。。这个死变态。。几时过来啊？是要预约吗？ ( You sicko, when are you coming over? Are you making an appointment ? )

I sniggered as I watched Yanting came out of the shop and chatted with the mobile shop employees.

I exchanged a couple more messages with her, adding that I’ll be travelling but look forward to my gifts the next few days.

For the next few days, I would randomly send flowers, gifts and dropped Yanting 2 messages everyday. I made sure i paid in cash and my messages were always explicit.

Anyone who reads them would have no doubts the kind of activities she was up to.

I don’t know if she bothers to delete them but I don’t care. I would send a couple with wechat, before switching to wasapp.

Then I’ll use Line app, before going to traditional sms.

Sometimes I would get a reply, sometimes nothing at all.

It’s ok with me, I’m not in a hurry.

27th March 2013

Wednesday

The work day started late as it’s our office annual healthy lifestyle day.
Actually it was known by all that it was Mr Chan’s birthday, he always made it a point to book a few lanes for bowling at a Safra club every year.

By the time we got changed and reached office, most of us were in the post lunch time sleepy state.

Productivity was almost non-existent, perhaps it was because Mr Chan did not even come in until late in the evening around 5.30pm

7.50pm

Joan and I stayed back late that day as we were preparing for a major presentation the next morning. We had to make some last minute changes to the materials because Mr Chan had a change of mind.

Mr Chan too was at our cubicle, going through the materials on our screen.

He only gave the green light when it’s about 8.30pm

Mr Chan checked his watch and I could see he was a little embarrassed he made us stay back so late but I told him it’s ok.

We’ll finish up the materials before we go.

Joan and I will meet him in the office at 7.30am to load the materials into his car.

Mr Chan : Ok… shouldn’t take very long right…. Rest early.

I wanted to tell Mr Chan that at 75 double pages per copy, 80 copies will still take the printer a while to get it out.

Not to mention the binding process and putting them into boxes.

The print room was just a small space right at the back of the office, barely wide enough for 2 person to pass through with all the stuff inside.

Since the office was already empty, I turned off all the lights except the section near our desk and print room.

Joan immediately pointed her finger at me with a stern look and in an even more stern tone, said no to me.

Joan :No …. What ever you may be thinking of…. The answer is no !.

I laughed as Joan made a big show of pulling her dress lower to cover her legs and to press down on her chest area whenever she bent.

Joan and I left the printer running, switched off all the lights and we went out to grab dinner.

We ordered food and Joan’s phone rang right when our orders arrived.

Joan : Hello ? …. Oh Patrick…. Yup…

Joan : Oh but i left the file in office………I’ll check and get back to you tomorrow can ? Yup…. Ok Bye…

I asked her what was it about and she mentioned that Patrick needed some information.

After I finished my hor fun at a nearby coffee shop, I told Joan I needed to rush back to the office to shit. She was only halfway through her meal and she told me to go ahead.

I could feel the pressure building up and I quicken my pace to get back to the office toilet. I’m not doing it at the coffee shop that’s for sure.

When the lift door open, I was about to head for the bathroom when I heard the audible thud of the magnetic catch for the office.

It was pretty late and the noise carried itself down the entire corridor. It sounded almost like an echo.

I bit down on my lips and decided to head over and take a look.

ilikeoldchangke · #**476** 03-01-2015, 04:15 PM

The lights to the reception area had been turned on, someone had just entered the office.

Out of sheer curiosity, I scanned myself in and I left the glass door open. I quickly head over to Siti’s desk to hit the disable switch so the alarm would not sound for leaving the door open.

That way, the glass door would not shut with a loud thud either

I peered into the office and it was empty, I could not make out anyone walking around.

It was then I noticed the lights at my section had been turned on.

I could feel my bowels complaining and I really needed the bathroom but I heard some commotion at my desk area.

I decided to just fuck it and headed over to take a look.

I walked briskly over and the moment I turned into my cubicle, I had a shock and I gave out an involuntary yelp.

James : Woah !...

There was a series of fumbling and things dropping and I saw our colleague Patrick stooping at Joan’s desk.

He too gave a loud yelp as we surprised each other.

The silence that follows was so awkward that my shit actually retreated back into my intestines.

There Patrick was, with a box of chocolates and a card by Joan’s desk.

Yes, he is one of the few that actually expressed interests in Joan after the dinner and dance.

There was a couple of times Joan received candies, sweets and some desktop ornaments but I never really took notice of it.

I only knew Joan would share them with me.

The thing is, what was awkward is not the chocolates.

It’s not about Patrick secretly putting presents on Joan’s desk.

He had Joan’s cardigan in hand and I could see he had pulled her heels out from underneath the desk as well. What’s worse was Joan’s gym bag was opened too.

The plastic bag with Joan’s sports bra and the clothes she wore in the morning were out. Patrick had taken the sports bra out and placed them on his shoulders.

Then it dawned on me why Patrick called Joan earlier. He wanted to make sure she was not in office.

I did not know what to do or say, neither did Patrick.

It was such an embarrassing moment and Patrick just dropped everything and mumbled that he’s sorry and he got to go.

I was really lost for words and I did not know how to react.

James : ERmm…

Patrick : James… I’ll….. erm…. I buy you lunch another day ya… I got to go.

He went off before I could say a thing.

He’s my senior in the company after all and to be honest, he took pretty good care of me when I first joined.

I was feeling a tinge of jealousy that another man had tried to snoop through Joan’s worn clothes, yet I could not help but feel proud that my girlfriend actually was pretty desirable.

I could not feel my shit at my bowels anymore and I decided to save the bathroom trip for later.

I looked at the note and the chocolate before placing them back on the desk.

Looking at the mess Patrick made, I decided to just clean it up. I had no intention of letting Joan know about this incident.

It’s very embarrassing and it would be awkward for them to see each other in office.

I bent down and started picking up the clothing.

I had just picked up the sports bra when I felt my phone vibrate. I placed Joan’s bra over my shoulders as I knelt down and reach for my phone.

I checked the message and reached for Joan’s worn shirt at the same time.

It was Spencer.

He just notified me that the authorities just conducted a raid at the shop I told him about, true enough, something was going on.

I could not help but smile such a wide grin, almost wanting to laugh out loud.

Right at that moment, I heard a surprised gasp and I looked up to see Joan and Patrick at the entrance to my cubicle.

Patrick actually had that worried look of stress on his face until he saw the state that I was in.

I was on my knees, Joan’s bra on my shoulders, worn shirt in my hand and with a sick grin on my face.

He too stared at me and gasped.

Before both of us could say a word, Joan spoke first.

Joan : James !....... you sick…… fuck…

I was totally caught off guard and I was about to explain when Patrick spoke.

Patrick : ok ok …erm… let’s all calm down.. ..

I could feel my bowels moving again as I looked at the priceless expression on Joan’s face.

Joan shook her head and walked off and Patrick immediately came over to my side and pleaded with me.

Patrick : Please James…. Please… I beg of you….let’s…. just bury this… no one needs to know..

I sat on the floor and exhaled.

Patrick told me he knew I would not breathe a word to anyone on what I saw.

He said he trusted me. He said he knew I was cleaning up after him.

If not for the fact that Joan bumped into him at the lift lobby, he would be long gone.

Joan insisted to pass him the file he had asked for earlier since we would be out with Mr Chan early next morning, that was why he came back in.

Patrick : I will not forget this…

He patted me on the shoulder and I could hear him saying goodbye to Joan who was in the print room.

I packed up Joan’s clothes, and I dragged myself to the print room to see Joan starting on the binding of documents.

She stopped what she was doing, folded her arms, leaned against the wall and nodded her head at me.

Joan : Is this why you’ve never returned me my underwear from way back since our first date ?