My Bet with my colleague

[Summerhillt]

Bro you are my number 1 fav writer liao lah. Cause the way you write very 亲民 we can easily relate to us. And it might even be some of our fantasy. But cb she jio you go her house stay 1 more night you reject. I thinking walao what a kumgong dua xi kway you are. BUT YOU ACTUALLY GOT A DEVIOUS PLAN.

Trick her Into coming your house. Brother the way your good at words. Really can teach me a tactic or 2 anot ? As the saying goes " yandao lose to xian tao "

Will upz your Pts when I have regained back my power !! Every night will camp here for your stories liao. Hahaha. The Joan 1 James 0 also quite cute. I can imagine that. Still got link to what army taught me have failed. Concealment must be able to see enemy is very true !! Hahahaha

[BMW69]

Haha got a really good laugh bro

[Userlim]

Bro!

Fantastic writing, keep it coming!

I'm addicted!

[scorpionnn]

Very good read bro! Funny and entertaining... keep it up!

[Robinhood2910]

Read from page 1...wow
Very good writing bro

[drslump99]

Bro continue please

[cydus]

best ever! continue with the great story please!

[iluvbreast]

Back from long MC and first day reporting to work, and yet I spent a good one hour staring at the computer screen coz James is back.

Welcome back bro ilikeoldchangke, your latest story is long overdue.

[johnnn]

Bro you are back for the festive season!

[Oda007]

Great story!!

[Living]

Best story ever!

[ilikeoldchangke]

I stared wide eye as my dad tried to talk to me for a good 5 minutes. It’s always awkward for the father to broach certain subjects to their sons.

The fact that he did this showed how serious they viewed this matter.



I nodded and nodded and I kept nodding, saying that it’s a misunderstanding.




Right after my dad left, I got a sms from my younger brother, Jasper.






He’s got 1 year left on his books and I have no doubts he’s the brains of the whole family.


He is the only one in my extended family that has made it into the university.




Jasper is a nice kid but can be a little irritating and cheeky at times. He has never been in a stable relationship before even though he’s already 23. It’s usually a quick 2 week puppy love.






He has never been friendly to any of my ex-gfs before, some of my ex even complained to me that my brother did not seem to like them much.




This made me even more surprised when I saw his message.



Jasper sms : Kor… She’s hot. You don’t deserve her…. Intro to me.







I closed the message and tidied up the room a little.

About 5 minutes later, I went out to the living room and I saw my dad chatting with Joan.



Jasper served drinks and my mum was trying to bring out the guest mattress from the storeroom.






I went over to help my mum and she spoke within everyone’s earshot.



Mum : Ah James ah… tonight you sleep on the floor ah… let Joan have the bed.






I had given up trying to talk to my family and I just nodded.



My bed is only a super single, well it’s a tight squeeze for 2 adults but isn’t that what cuddling is about ?




Joan saw the commotion and got up to help us with the bedsheets and cover.





My mum insists that Joan take a seat and made me take the stuff in together with my brother.





En route to my room my brother actually asked;


Jasper : Eh… Kor, you really wack her ah ? or you all kena robbed or something.





I gave a sigh and told him I’ll explain in due time.




He dumped the stuff on my room floor and went back to the living room, planting himself beside Joan.







I set up the bed and joined the rest of the family at the living area.





I never imagined what a smooth talker Joan could be. Her shy smile, her gentle demeanour, I could tell my parents took a liking to her immediately.


Perhaps she was the only girl I brought back that did not stink of cigarette smoke or alcohol, or looked like someone who just came out of a club.







When my mum brought some fruits out from the kitchen, Joan would stand up slightly, help to receive the plate before placing it on the table.


When my dad could not understand the news re-runs of the new property cooling measures introduced by the government, Joan explained in layman terms and my dad nodded his head with a smile.





Just when I thought there was nothing else she could pull, she asked to use the bathroom and happen to see my brother’s books.



She struck up a conversation straight away, adding that she did the same modules back in school.


You should see the way my brother’s eyes lit up as she gave him some tips and offered to pass him her books with all the notes in it.






Joan went ahead to the bathroom and the moment the door closed, I was peppered with questions.






When did we meet ?



How long were we together ?




What are the details about her injury ?






I put my hands to my head and said I have a headache. I will explain to them in due time.



Meanwhile, Joan just needs to stay the night, she’ll be off in the morning.








10pm


Joan thanked my parents for allowing her to crash for the evening and apologised for the inconvenience.




She said goodnight to my brother, clench her fist upright before pulling it down sharply and did a running man style “fighting” gesture when she saw him hard at work on his books.




Joan : Jasper, Fighting !






I could almost see the flames on Jasper’s shoulders as he powered up for a night of intense reading.









I shut my room door and I immediately gave Joan the look.


She laughed and said she could explain.




Joan : Well, I can’t exactly tell your parents that I was beaten up by my ex and he’s now terrorising me right ? haha




I gave up reasoning with her and told her to get an early rest.





I got onto the mattress on the floor but Joan did not go on my bed.




She wandered around the room, checking out my desk, opened drawers and ran her fingers through my books.





She stopped at my cabinet, opened it and said.








Joan : Anything of yours I can fit ? hahaha



I laughed and replied.



James : You find it… it’s yours.





I watch her run her fingers through my work shirts and she took one out.




Joan used her leg to nudge me to turn around while I looked at the shadow being cast on my wall in front of me by the standing lamp beside Joan.






I watched the shadow pull down the pants.



I watched the shadow pull off the top.





I watched the shadow slipped on my white workshirt, the long arms threading down the sleeves before buttoning the shirt up.







Joan : Ok… I’m done.






My erection was already raging and throbbing away when I was staring at the shadow.


I turned around to see Joan smiling as she re did her hair after removing the hairband.




When her arms raised up, the hem of my shirt raised up along with it.






Joan :Nice ?


She spoke in a serious tone, mimicking that of a teacher.



Joan : 做戏。。。要做全套。。。






She scurried onto my bed and pull the blanket over herself.


Joan : Girlfriend usually wear the boyfriend’s shirt to bed one.










The signals and hints Joan has sent thus far was too obvious for me not to notice.


I’m not a block of wood, of course I knew how to response accordingly.

If something similar happened to you and you still don’t know what to do, you need help.




Professional help.


Please feel free to send me an email anytime.










I got up and got onto the bed beside Joan.


We smiled before we both broke into a silly giggle.






Joan just looked at me in the eyes and asked.


Joan : Don’t…. don’t you think it’s amazing the things that are happening to us … haha ..





I did not know what to say but I just lowered my head closer to Joan.


I went so close that our nose almost touched.




I wanted to kiss Joan and I knew she wanted me to kiss her, but there’s that feeling of uncertainty. That feeling of yes we want, yet don’t know if we should.


I’m sure most of you know what I’m talking about.








Joan did not move, she just stared and waited for me.


I leaned forward, planting my first peck on her cheek. She bit her lips and look away.



I planted the 2nd kiss, a little longer on the same cheek and I could feel Joan adjusting herself on the bed, making space for me.





I would never forget that feeling.

That moment of me straddling Joan on my small bed.




I put my leg over her and watched the rise and fall of her chest.




I held both of Joan’s hand, our fingers entwined and I slowly slide it against the soft bedsheets of my bed, gently dragging her hands upwards to her head before tucking it under the pillow.




There was zero resistance from Joan and I could feel my dick literally begging to be let loose.



Joan had this dreamy look in her eyes, I don’t want to get too philosophical and say things that I can see her soul, bla bla bla and feel her urge and so on and so forth, but that day when I peered into her eyes.



I felt something really hard to put into words.





It’s more of a kind of relieve, of finally feeling safe.



I spent a good minute just staring at Joan without a word in that position. I did not see a reason to rush through such a beautiful moment.





Joan smiled and whispered softly


Joan : What’s wrong ? …


James : I just want to look at you….You have no idea how beautiful you are. …





She smiled and said she did not believe a single word I just said.




James : Well….. don’t believe… I’m just going to send you back to your place….. you can hide when Thomas comes knocking. Haha.

[ilikeoldchangke]

She laughed and tried to fight me but I held onto her hands.



James : say you believe me…. Or I’m really going to send you back.


She giggled in a ticklish manner and pleaded with me not to.




James : You don’t sound very convincing la… let’s go … let’s go… get change and we go back to your place.







It was at that moment when I knew life has this funny way of joking with you.


I saw the helplessness Joan had with her hands being held down while I straddled her and she reluctantly started to plea with me the very moment my room door opened.




Joan : Don’t la James…. Please~~~… don’t…don’t …please~~....




My door swung opened and there she was, my mum with a spare blanket in her hand.



Mum : Oh… sorry.. sorry…



The door closed immediately and Joan and I shared this priceless look.





She burst into laughter and I let go of her.



I raised both my arms into the air, directed towards the ceiling as I looked at my ceiling light in a mock prayer position.



I wanted to sing the famous song called “ I ask heaven”






I took a deep breath and quickly got off the bed to look for my mum.



I can only imagine if I was in her shoes, barging into her son’s room to see him holding down the hands of a girl while she pleaded for him not to continue.

It’s a horror no parents would want to experience.




I went out and saw her whispering sharply to my dad and they quickly stopped.


I told her to give me the blanket and to knock before coming in.

She tried to tell me to behave and so on and I brushed her off saying everything is ok.





I turned to head back to see Joan coming out the room.

She was fast, she had already changed out of my work shirt into her normal clothes.






She stood by the door and leaned against the doorway, looking at her feet before looking up in a coy manner.





My mum decided that she would speak up that day and made a decision for both of us.



Mum : Ah James ah…. Today so hot… sleep with the door open la…..



If I had a white flag that day, I would just stick it on my head and walk around.





After we returned to the room, Joan laughed and laughed, trying to cover her mouth.

We took our individual beds, kept the room door open and I switched off the lights.






10.45pm



Joan : Goodnight James….


James : Goodnight Joan…



I was honestly exhausted by that weekend and I did not know what time I fell asleep, but I knew I slept with a smile on my face.









14th Jan 2014

Monday

7am





Nothing of note happened, both of us just had a really good sleep.


Joan thanked my parents again for the trouble before I went with her to grab a cab to the causeway.




My parents told her she’s welcomed to come over anytime.


Even my brother woke up early to say goodbye.













9am



Mr Chan wanted to speak to me and I took the opportunity to update him on Joan’s work I had been covering the past week. I also gave him a rough overview of the programs I’ll be doing that week.



Half way through the update, Siti burst into the room without knocking.



Both of us looked up and Siti spoke really fast in a flustered manner.









Siti : Mr Chan…. That man is here again.


Mr Chan got up immediately and went out of the office with me following close behind.



When I got to the reception, a couple of my male colleagues were already there.





Thomas was at the reception with 2 huge hampers and several boxes of cupcakes from a famous local chain.


Mr Chan stepped forward and asked what Thomas wanted.







Thomas: Mr Chan…. i.. I sincerely apologise for my outburst…I hope you and your staff can forgive me.


Thomas : What I did was wrong, rude, and unprofessional. I shouldn’t have done that.



Thomas : I’m really sorry.








Just then he saw me standing behind Mr Chan, he extended his hand, bowed his head a little and added.


Thomas : Sorry brother…. Sorry… I shouldn’t have done that… please accept my apology …







With so many pairs of eyes on me, I shook his hand but I did not speak.



Thomas gave everyone gathered a slight bow, apologising again for his behaviour.




He went on to add that he had catered lunch for the whole office, and that they will be setting up in a while.



He left after saying his piece.









11.30am.

The food started arriving and I could see he spared no expense on that meal. It’s a good spread.





12pm


Most of the staff help themselves to the food, Mr Chan included. It’s free food after all.







12.15pm


Thomas arrived. He apologised again to everyone, but this time round on a more personal basis.




I happened to be standing near a cluster of my colleagues and when I heard Thomas asking about Joan, I figured out what he’s up to.






Thomas : Ermm.. anyone of you happen to know where Joan is ?...



He switched group shortly after and carried on his questions.



Thomas : Joan and I had a minor misunderstanding…..i’m trying to contact her to sort things out.






I observed him going round the reception area, chatting casually with each colleague, he gave out namecards, adding that he could give a good discount for catering but most important of all, to contact him if Joan gets in touch.

Thomas : Yah, help me reach her if you can la…. I give you voucher…free catering also can hahaha….







He stressed that he really want to speak with Joan.





My turn finally came, I was 1 of the last he approached for obvious reason.


Thomas: Hey brother… I’m sorry… really sorry…I heard you are covering Joan’s work is it ?






I did not know where he got that information from, probably from one of the loose lipped colleague.




I decided to play along and take the chance to vent my anger.






James : Yah. She suddenly urgent leave. I got to cover all her work on top of my own.




James : These few days you know how I’m living or not… I hide here, hide there, run here run there, avoiding people, now I’m the one holding the fort, if it’s you, you dulan or not ? you tell me.



James : Sometimes phone ring , don’t dare to answer, vibrate also my heart jump.





I gestured in an animated way.



James : That day, client came for another project. I hide ah…. Really hide ah. Squat and duck walk from cubicle to cubicle. Almost got to do cover and concealment with the office plant.




I pointed to the really sad looking palm that Siti was suppose to take care off.



Thomas smiled warmly and tried to calm me down, he said that he understands my frustration, and that he will talk to Joan once he gets in touch with her.


He passed me 1 of his name card too and I saw it’s the same one I got from Joan’s place.




It’s of the catering business he co-owned.



Thomas : Don’t worry, she’ll be back soon ah…. Tahan a bit more… sorry ah… really sorry about last week.



I waved him off, saying it’s water under the bridge.










3pm

I messaged Joan about what Thomas did.





4pm



Joan just sent me a screen capture of what Thomas sent her.



“ Let’s talk ”


“Why are you hiding”


“Do you really need to tell your boss about this”



It ended with ;



“I’ll find you eventually”







I got off work at 8.30pm that day.







9.00pm


I bought a 2nd hand phone from one of the neighbourhood shops near my place.




9.30pm



I got back home and had a long shower before I started surfing online forums. I messaged a few brothers in the hope that I could get a prepaid sim card.


After an hour, I finally hooked up with someone and he agreed to meet me the following evening.

[ilikeoldchangke]

10pm


I spent a while researching about Thomas, his catering business, his facebook profiles, his linked in account.

Anything I could get on line.






I even purchased a copy of the business profile from ACRA.




I laid out all the information I gathered so far on the table.


I looked at Thomas’ facebook postings and pictures.






I googled the location of his catering business.


I jotted down a list of items that I would need.






15th Jan 2014

Tuesday

9pm






It was a crazy day at work, it’s seriously no joke trying to cover the workload of 2 person.

Joan and I exchanged a couple of messages, purely work related, although she did end off with a “ miss your corny jokes “ message




I got to the neighbourhood shops which sold everyday household items and I grabbed hold of a basket.








I bought a basic set of tools, hammer, screwdriver and the works.


I threw some glue into the basket too.


I added a cheap lipstick and a bottle of nail polish.



I bought a plastic 3 tier shoe rack.


And the largest item of all, I took a collapsible laundry rack. Those kind you see outside hair salon, they used it to dry their towels.




I could not carry anymore and I decided to leave the rest of the shopping for tomorrow.


I lugged everything home and deposited them in my room.





11pm



At 11pm, the bro I bought a sim card from arrived on a motorbike and we concluded the deal at the carpark.


He told me to top up using cards you get from stalls and to avoid topping up online.






I thanked him for his trouble and paid him for the sim card.



I asked if he mind waiting a min while I test the card to make sure everything is ok.

He agreed.





While waiting for the phone to load up, he asked;



Sim card seller : Bro, Are you the same James that likes curry puff and writes a lot of nonsense online ?



I smiled and replied without looking up as I was trying to check the network was up.






James : Nope sorry..… hahaha…



I saw the network up and I gave the brother a thumbs up, indicating everything was ok.


Right before I turn and leave, I added.






James : I don’t like curry puff……



James : …..but I like old change kee….

[balotelli]

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