Fiction Stories

[stealthraider]

Val was bent over the lower shelf of the store racks, searching for some ex-stocks. Under the bright lights of the store, the outline of her panties can be made out against the semi-sheer material of her cream dress. It’s a pair of high cut bluish panties, with some kind of print pattern which could not be made out. Val was always stylishly and smartly dressed. I recalled all her previous outfits in the office which never fails to garner repeated looks, including some opportunistic downblouse at her lovely breasts.

I visually traced the outline of her slender legs under the skirt, all the way down to her high heels. So engrossed was she in her search that she did not notice my presence but then I not standing very close to her either. Her ass was incredibly sexy and as I watched, I was painfully aware of the tightness under the front of my trousers, my manhood straining against my underwear, demanding to be let out, to enter Val.

I recalled our earlier meetings in the day, where I had voyeuristic opportunities down the top of her blouse, and a slight upskirt when she crossed her legs. Val could be such a cockteaser. I get along well with Val, can even be said to be closer to her as a colleague. There were occasions in the pantry and during overtime in office, where we even had a few flirty teases and some light dirty talk.

Back to the present, at that late hour in the store, I felt a strong urge for Val; I wanted to take her. There wasn’t anyone else around in the company, a SME. I quietly took out the condom kept in my wallet, it’s tricky, cos the wrapping can make so much noise. I retreated slightly from my vantage point to stay out of Val’s sight should she turn around. Carefully, I tore open the condom wrapper and unzipped my pants. Pulling down my underwear, my dick sprung out into the cool air of the air-conditioned store. Putting on the condom, I quickly returned to my vantage position. Val was staying upright now, looking at an item intently. Then she bent over again under the lower rack, continuing her search.

I took off my shoes and crept up behind her. Half of her body was under the rack now, as she rested her right knee on the lowest shelf to get deeper into the shelf space. I got right up behind her, watching her lovely ass moving side-to-side from her rummaging motion under the rack. I quickly lifted up her dress above her waist with one hand while with the other I pulled down her panties. Val was caught off guard but before she could screamed, she knocked her head hard against the upper shelf, letting off a groan instead.

I lifted her legs to get into position for penetration. Val put up a struggle but the element of surprise, plus the bump on her head made her attempts feeble.
I half squatted and rested her legs on my thighs. Hugging her buttocks, my hands roamed around her vagina lips and stroked her clitoris. I guided my penis to her vagina. When I felt her on the tip of my penis, my fingers parted her labia for the insertion. Slowly, I wiggled my way in. First the penile glans, then followed even more slowly by the shaft as there was only the lubrication from the condom to work with.

Val’s resistance resulted in her vaginal walls tightening around my penis as she tried to keep me out. But it only made the penile entrance more pleasurable.

“Tom, please stop! At least let me get ready! ” Val cried as she recognized my attire.

I pulled Val out from under the shelf, with her like semi-sitting on me while maintaining my presence inside her. I fondled her breasts through her dress with my left hand, while my right hand went under her dress, moving it ride higher up her body. My right hand went under her bra and caressed her soft breasts, twiddling with her nipples.

I moved my body closer and whispered into her ear, “Val, after all these while of mutual teasing, it’s time to get some action.” My left hand went under her dress as well and now I was fondling both her breasts while pumping her in doggy position. Her body had become more pliant now, moving in tandem with my pumping action while gripping the shelf for support.

After a good 10 minutes of alternating fast and slow pumping, I was ready to ejaculate. I stopped playing with her breasts and grabbed her torso to reinforce my pumping action. I soon ejaculated strongly, letting off a satisfied grunt. Val collapsed to the ground, panting and gave me a dirty look, a look that said she didn’t like what I did but enjoyed the session anyway despite the rough start.

[stealthraider]

I paced up and down the hotel room, thinking about what I was about to do. This was a dangerous thing to do, would it be worth the risk to help Michelle like this?

I recalled the afternoon last week when Michelle called me up at work. She was an ex-colleague who had left the investment bank a year ago. She was getting married then and the long working hours wouldn’t suit her new life. We were pretty close as far as colleagues go and had good chemistry, even some flirtation between us but nothing more than that. She was a sassy dresser. She could put on any item of clothing and looked good in it, not in the revealing sort of way. She’s average height but she’s got a good build which allowed her to wear almost any kind of female clothes, from pleated A-skirts to business suits to dresses. She’s got good sized 32B (I peeked at her bra in her sports bag before) perky breasts with just the right amount of “bounce” in them.
I was pleasantly surprised to see her name on caller ID but she sounded a bit off over the phone as I picked up her call.
“Hey Tom, how you doing?” Michelle tried to sound casual.
“It’s good. You know the same-old. How’s married life for you so far?” I asked back.
“Oh”, a slight pause, “it’s good too. Dave’s (her husband) a bit busy lately but overall tt’s a good first year.” Michelle replied.
“Is there something wrong? You sound a little tense.” I asked with genuine concern.
Michelle stayed quiet for a while on the line.
“Tom, I need your help. It’s not convenient to talk over the phone. Can I meet you tonight after work? At the same park?” Michelle said, almost pleading.
“Ok. See you there at seven.” I replied.

Later that evening, Michelle told me about her spot of trouble. Both Dave and her got burnt in an investment. They managed to raise the fund between them to pay off most of the debt (about 2 million) over the past 6 months but they were still short to meet the final payment, failing which they would go into bankruptcy.

“How much more you need?” I queried.
“750.” Came her reply.
“750 thousand?” I asked incredulously. Michelle nodded her head.

“Please Tom, help me. Dave and I have been going around and raising the funds to pay off the debts. Relatives, friends….. I just need this bit more. If we can’t raise this in a month, we’ll be bankrupt and you know that would mean the end of Dave’s and my career.”

“I don’t have this amount on hand, you know it.” I replied. I felt sorry for them, I really do. Dave’s a nice guy, met him a few times with Michelle. “How can I help you?”
Michelle looked nervously around.
“You can provide the ‘tip’? You know, with the work that you do”. Michelle asked softly.

I knew what she meant. This is not the usual “tip”. This was big. It meant insider trading. Michelle and I used to refer to it as “the tip” due to its sensitivity.

“Oh goodness Michelle. You know what you’re asking for here?”
“Tom please, I just need about 750,000. It would be a relatively small trade. Please!”

Fast forward to today. I agreed to help her in the end. I instructed her that I will give her the tip verbally, in a non-descript hotel room and there would be no records, physical or electronic, of the information I give to her. Not over the phone either, in case it was recorded. I had to take such lengths because there was simply no room for such “mistake” in my line; I would have to start all over in a different industry, maybe drive a taxi if this ever, ever comes back to me. Michelle was well aware of the risks she asked me to take. There had been cases where rogue managers offered to become turncoats in order to get a lighter sentence, gathering evidence against colleagues whom they knew engaged in such activities.

A small knock echoed in the room. I went to the door and looked through the peephole. It was Michelle. I quickly opened the door and almost grabbed her into the room.

‘Alright, no phones, no tablets, no computers.” I warned her. She turned over her handbag to me. I switched off her phone and tablet computer. I even ran my hands around the lining of her bag just to be sure. I felt a small cylindrical-like object in an inner pocket.

“What’s this?” I fished out the object, half expecting it to be some microphone. Instead it was a vibrator. Michelle blushed.
“I’m sorry, very sorry.” I apologized and put back the item.
“You don’t trust me?” Michelle asked.
“I’m sorry Mich, but you know how these things can be. I have to be careful. I am putting my career on the line for this.”
I put back the contents of the bag and placed the bag in the bathroom and closed the bathroom door.

“Alright, listen carefully…..” I proceeded to tell Michelle about this listed client company of my firm, whom we had been advising on for a big M&A deal, which was would radically transform the client and triple its share price. The deal was in the final stages and an announcement to the stock exchange is expected to be made in two weeks. All Michelle needed to do is buy 250 thousand dollars worth of my client’s shares and wait for the bounty.

“You can raise 250K right? I can’t lend you any though.” Michelle nodded.
“You buy in 7 tranches; spread them 2-4 days apart. Use at least 3 different trading accounts. Given the stock’s daily trading volume, there shouldn’t be a problem. Don’t inform me when the transactions are done. This is going to give me sleepless nights. And don’t be greedy and put in more than 250K.”
I paused, letting out a sigh. I felt a load off my chest but strangely, I don’t feel any easier.

Michelle unexpectedly gave me a hug and whispered “thanks Tom, I’m forever grateful to you. How could I ever repay your favour?” in my ear.
I felt a warm tingle spreading through my body. And I began to notice Michelle’s sweet perfume and residual fragrance of her shampoo on her hair. Possibly now that I am less tense, I began to notice more of Michelle. It reminded me of our days together in the office, when slogging late nights on projects I would often catch whiffs of her body fragrance, her hair toed up in a bun, neatly shaped eyebrows furrowing behind her glasses, which she wore sometimes instead of her contact lenses.

There was a stirring in my pants, and in that proximity with me, Michelle felt a bit of it too on her body. Michelle released her hug and I could see the plain cream coloured blouse she was wearing, the outline of her bra behind the blouse with her well shaped breasts hiding behind them.

I lifted up both my hands and traced the outline of her bra through her blouse; she did not resist. I squeezed slightly on her bosom and her body tingled. I had fantasised about Michelle before on numerous jacking-off sessions in the past, wondering about how she looked like underneath those figure complimenting clothes that she wore. Now seemed a good opportunity to realize a fantasy.

“it’s a very big risk I am taking,” I half mumbled. I decided to take my initiative further. My hands start to unbutton her blouse. Michelle tried to move my hands away but I refused her rejection and continued unbuttoning until her blouse was fully undone, revealing her breasts ensconced behind her bra. I pulled out the ends of her blouse tucked under her skirt and moved my hands up her torso to her shoulders. Spreading my hands outwards, I pushed her blouse off her body and it slid to the ground.

Though Michelle did not resist, her face was turned away from me. I pulled her towards me and hugged her, feeling the smooth skin of her back on my hands, feeling her warmth against my body. I felt Michelle shivered a little. I unclasped her bra and removed it. Taking a half step back, I looked at Michelle’s nude upper body, her head still turned way. Cupping her head in my hands, I turned her towards me and planted a deep kiss on her lips. Her body quavered. She must have gone without sex for sometime, to react like this to my advances.

I then fondled her breasts, brushing against her nipples gently with my thumbs as they become engorged and erect. I twiddled her nipples between my fingers, as Michelle left out a soft moan.

I embraced her again, this time, I roamed her toned derriere with my hands. I moved my hand to the side of her skirt, where the zipper is and unzipping it, moved my hand into her skirt and caressed her between her upper thighs and traced out her panty line. Finally I unclasped her skirt as well and let it dropped to the floor.

I took off my clothes as well as Michelle stood there in her panties only, confused and uncertain about how events had progressed. I stood naked in front of Michelle as my eyes moved up and down her body, taking in the beauty of her body. My penis was fully erected now, with a few veins visible along the stem; foreskin pushed back naturally by the enlarged glans, which is now a dull purplish colour. It seemed to be pointing at Michelle’s face. While not muscular, my body is fairly toned from regular exercise. I could see Michelle stealing glances at my penis as she stood there hands clasped together at her groin area, arms covering her breasts.

I moved forward and lifted her to the bed. I placed her on the bed with her lower thighs over the bed’s edge. Through her panties, I could see her labia were engorged. I ran my hands from her stomach down to her waist, fingers resting on the upper edge of her panties and slowly removed them down her legs. Her bush was neatly trimmed.

----- to be continued soon --------------------

[stealthraider]

nearly forgot one important thing. i went over to my bag, took out a condom and put it on.

My bulging penis, sheathed in ultra thin latex, throbbing slightly as I moved forward towards Michelle. I spread her legs slightly as I moved into position between her legs. The lubrication on the condom eased the penetration into Michelle's vagina. Slowly I pushed in, until the whole length of my penis was inside her. Michelle closed her eyes and pursed her lips.

I started rocking gently, making a slight in-out motion to get Michelle warmed up. I felt the warmth of her vagina surround my member while the fleshy walls enveloped my penis.

As I thrusted slowly inside her, I leaned my head forward to suckle her breasts; using the tip of my tongue I flicked at her nipples, giving her pleasure. I started to bigger thrusting motions, withdrawing from her till the tip of my penis and then thrusting slightly faster and strongly into her. In-out, in-out, I kept a steady pace, slowly increasing speed while maintaining almost full length entry and exit.

Then i switched to shallower thrusting, but pushing forward more forcefully so Michelle could feel my entry. As I made the final "home run", I grabbed her body while in missionary position and pulled her towards my waist with each thrust to make a deeper entry. Michelle gasped at this last mile ferocity.

I finally cummed inside Michelle, the condom holding back my semen which would impregnate her. Even though I had a condom on, Michelle could still feel my ejaculation as my penis went into muscular spasms shooting out the semen.

I withdrew from Michelle and cleaned up in the bathroom. Putting on my clothes, i looked at Michelle as she lay on the bed, still dazed by what happened.

I went over to her side and sat on the bed. I held her left hand and squeezed it slightly.

"the room's already paid for. remember what i said about executing the trades. I'll leave first, you can leave whenever you are ready."

With that I left the room. Michelle never contacted me again that year after I left the hotel. I never asked if she got what she needed.