My Sexual Experience During This Recession

[sidekick]

The recession that Lehman Brothers snowballed caught up with me & I was given the option of a 3 months termination compensation or to work half the time for half the pay I suppose until the recession turns around. Fortunately, I have cast my contacts far & wide & was able to hook up with a friend in the interior decoration business machiam PCK Pte Ltd. He wanted someone to front his marketing / sales & we managed to come to an agreement with me on board on a commission & part time basis.

After familiarizing myself with his operation, one of my first priority was to visit his potential clients who have requested for some design / plans to be done. First stop was a Ms. Annette Ang whose office was in a downtown skyscraper. She wanted her house to be retrofitted & I was to present her the design / plans & offer her the contract which she would hopefully sign.

Ms. Ang’s office was tastefully fitted out in a modern minimalistic décor & staffed by just 3 female staff one of whom appeared to be her secretary who led me to Ms. Ang’s room. Ms. Ang was working at her expansive cherry table & as her secretary introduced me, she looked up & our eyes met with a sense of familiarity. It took a few seconds but we remembered almost at the same time that we had met quite a while back at the design firm which I am actually still officially employed.

‘Ah! I remember you. It certainly has been quite a while but you still look so youthful & trendy especially in these Ralph Lauren.’ Ms. Ang opened the conversation & offered me a Le Corbuiser chair.

Ms. Ang was a client of the design firm & I was always dressed in monotonous business outfit when we met. I recalled that then, Ms. Ang was addressed as Mrs. Benhoff & like now, she was always dressed & primed immaculately in designer wear.

‘So, you have a change of career?’ Ms. Ang enquired.

‘Errr… not really but money is a little hard to come by & we all have to do what we have to do. I’m actually still with the same design firm.’ I responded. ‘Ms. Ang, I hope you’ll keep my moonlighting to yourself.’

‘I see. Another unfortunate victim of the recession. Well not to worry, my lips are sealed.’ Annette reassured me as she pressed her bright red lips together in a straight line. ‘Anyway, call me Annette. Makes me feel younger.’ Annette shared a mischievous smile with me.

We chatted & caught up with each other & she revealed that her husband had a stroke a few years back & had passed away & left her very very well provided for. Her use of her maiden name to avoid the memory of his death. Both her children are aboard studying, leaving her alone in a large house off Chancery Lane. She had terminated most of her late husband’s businesses but was unwilling to sell off their stable of condos which she leased out for a regular income which she don’t really need. She could of course engage a property agent for the purpose & but likes the routine of work & thus the office.

During a lapse in the conversation, I unrolled the plans on her table & make my presentation. Annette made a rudimentary scrutiny of the plan, tracing the outline of the rooms with her bright red nails & as she leaned forward, I could catch a whiff of her luxurious perfume & a glimpse of her ample cleavage.

‘I need more time to go through these plans but unfortunately I’ve an appointment to catch. The design appears fine but perhaps you care to delve in them in details later in the evening at my house. The address is right here in the plans & if all goes well, I’ll sign the contract there & then.’ Annette thus cast her lure.

‘& what time would be convenient?’ I responded a little too hastily, eager to close my first sale.

‘7ish would be good.’ Annette replied, eyes back on her work.

‘See you then.’ I bade a polite goodbye to her.

‘Tata!’ Annette said without looking up & not a hint of what was to come.

[bigmannow]

sounds like a good start to a great story...parking my SBO and my rifle here

[sidekick]

7 o’ clock that evening found me at the gate of Annette’s house. A large property fenced off with Chengal fencing & fronted by a large wrought iron gate. I engaged the video intercom & was buzzed through the gate & greeted at the door by a youthful Pina maid in uniform. The house was a 2 storey Tudor style piece of work but showing its age. Lush landscaping screened the house & the accompanying kidney-shaped swimming pool from its neighbours’ eyes.

I was ushered into the foyer & the maid made a call with the in-house intercom presumably informing Annette of my arrival. I was then led through the large living room arriving at what appeared to be a guest room. The maid knocked & waited a respectful few seconds before opening the door slightly & soft classical music flowed from the dimly lit room. The maid gestured for me to enter, told me to close the door after me & disappeared inconspicuously into the back of the house.

Not knowing what to expect, I closed the door after me & let my eyes accustomed to the dimness & soon I could make out 2 human forms in the room. 1 standing & appeared to be a male & the other lying on a narrow bed covered by towels. The room itself was very luxuriously furnished with thick pile carpet & fabric wall covering. The room temperature monitored by an automatic climate controller. The illumination in the room, provided by scented candles placed strategically around the room.

‘You can stop now, Casper.’ Annette ordered from the bed amongst the towels.

‘But we are not done with your legs.’ Casper protested. The tone of his voice & his gestures, a testament to his sexual orientation.

‘Yes we are done & you can look for Daniella to let you out.’ Annette put a quick end to Casper’s protestation. Casper sulkingly packed his stuff & as he made his way out of the room, Annette got up on her nakedness & made for a robe hanging from a hook on the wall. Just before Annette could wrap the robe fully around her, Casper opened the door & the illumination from the hall allowed me a quick glimpse of her breast & bush. Annette was aware but totally unabashed at my staring.

Annette fastened her robe with a loose knot around her waist & switched on some lights but dim them down real low. She released the knot in her hair & they dropped loose to her shoulders with streaks of conservative brown framing a melon-shaped face. Annette was without makeup & her age showed but her skin, pampered through the years by the best skin tonic money can buy, was still smooth & creamy white.

There was a small glass top coffee table in a corner in between 2 posh leather chairs. The table apparently too small for my presentation but Annette also apparently not wanting to leave the room. She poured herself a cup of de-tox tea from a kettle brewing in a slow burner on a counter & then guided me to one of the chairs & took the other. Realizing that I’m without a beverage, Annette said, ‘How discourteous of me not to offer you a cup of tea.’ Furnished with the very agreeable tea, we made small talks. Occasionally, Annette would crossed & uncrossed her legs whereby her robe would depart in the centre revealing her rather smooth legs & my eyes would trailed up to her groin, seeing what I can’t see. I suspected Annette did it intentionally & I must admit it was teasingly agonizing. Sometimes, she would lean across the table to pat my arms & the fragrance of lavender would waft close.

Not too soon, I had to breach the subject of the contract & Annette got out of her chair & I thought we would be discussing it in some place formal & official. Instead Annette said, ‘Look, the coffee table is too small, why don’t you unroll your pants,’ Annette quickly caught herself, ‘I meant your PLANS on the massage table.’ I stole a glance to see if Annette was blushing at her slip of tongue but the illumination was dim & I really couldn’t tell.

I obliged & as Annette dumped the towels in a corner basket, I unrolled the plans on the massage table using a couple of paper weights to hold the pants down, I mean my PLANS down.

[LiBai]

Very good! Please continue.

[tobi69]

Camping here for the next episode....

[Blackstone]

Hmmm ... wonder what will happen next.

[waahaa]

Originally Posted by Blackstone

Hmmm ... wonder what will happen next.

probably something to do with the plans/pants

[AngusYoung]

TS, somehow your 2nd post sounds like very ang mo type of environment But good story still

[yang punk]

More like copy and paste with some amendments...you hardly get locals with such ang moh names. Besides the standard of english is way above what our schools are producing.

I think TS will get more credit if he gives credit where credit is due rather than try to pass it off as a personal encounter!

No offence just my 2 cents worth.

[plop1]

Sounds good already

[sidekick]

Originally Posted by yang punk

More like copy and paste with some amendments...you hardly get locals with such ang moh names. Besides the standard of english is way above what our schools are producing.

Of course the names are ficticious, change to protect everybody's identity including my own. If you are sharp, you will notice that the names are in alphabetical order in their order of appearance, thus Annette Ang, Benhoff, Casper, Daniella... The next name of course will starts with a E. I take your comments about my standard of English as a compliment.

I think TS will get more credit if he gives credit where credit is due rather than try to pass it off as a personal encounter!

If there is any proof or even hint of plagiarism, Moderator is welcome to close this thread down & zap me to zero

No offence just my 2 cents worth.

Working on my next posting which should be ready before the end of the day.

[Bangster]

finally we have a TS who can talking the good standard of england.

many times I reading the stories catch no balls of the englishmen because the standard is not high like the sky the blue sky i mean

Chank you verry march I am welcomed I know. it's been my pressure.


- Mr Maximillian Alexander Napolean Bonaparte Charles Bush Obama Tan Kim Sua aka Ah Sua

[sidekick]

With the plans laid out on the massage bed, I stood slightly aside to allow Annette to scrutinize them. Instead Annette gently guided me to stand right in front of the plans & she cladded her body to my back, her arms aligned with mine, her right palm on the back of my right hand & her left on my left. We were roughly of the same height & she could study the plans over my shoulders. Annette guided my hands over the plans to her areas of interest but I was looking without seeing. I could feel her hot breadth on my neck, her tits on my back & her groin against my butt. The warmth was comforting & the scent of the lavender stimulating.

For a quick moment, her hands were off mine & I felt the knot on her robe loosened & her robe unfold. Her hands were back on mine & now I felt her bare tits on my back & her pussy mount on my butt. It was seduction at its best & I pushed my butt back to mould into her crotch.

‘Ah… I see that you intend to enlarge my bedroom.’ Annette cooed. ‘But what’s good is a large bedroom without a large comfy bed.’ She continued. ‘& you know what? What’s good is a large bed without a strong young stud in it!’ Annette concluded seductively.

With that Annette lifted her hands off mine & stuck them down my pants & groped my privates which reacted positively to her liking. My hands reached back to pull her body tighter against mine & turned my face to hers. We kissed, first gently & then ferociously & Annette’s hands were soon unbuttoning my shirt, unbuckling my belt & unzipping my pants which dropped to the floor, no paper weight required. Annette proceeded to teasing my nipples with her fingers on 1 hand & the other alternating between gentle stroking of my penis & playing with my balls. I was totally at her mercy & murmurs of appreciation left my mouth.

Without breaking stride, Annette whispered, ‘Casper prefers to suck a cock & that’s why I let him massage me. No sexual innuendo & I can enjoy the massage. You on the other hand I hope will be different.’ Releasing me from her grasp, she ordered, ‘You can now finish what Casper started.’

Annette stepped back & dropped her arms & the robe fell to the floor revealing to me her complete nakedness. She took another step back & did a slow pirouette to tempt me further. Annette of course no longer has the nimble & lithe body of a syt but she is still proportionally curvy & pleasant to the eye. I reached out to fondle her breasts & found them soft & smooth. Her raisin-size nipples semi-erect on large dark areole. Her bush trimmed like a well manicured lawn. It wouldn’t be surprising if Annette had gone under the surgeon’s knife but her body was unblemished, perhaps the handicraft of highly skilled surgeon.

I pushed the plans off the massage bed & Annette climbed on board, laid facing down & pointed to where the Lavender scented massage cream was. I took a generous dollop of it & stood beside the bed & spread them slowly over her legs enjoying the surprising suppleness of her skin of someone her age. I took my time, enjoying myself in this role of subservient lover & at the same time tormenting Annette with my sexual & sensual touches. As I massaged, I reached ever higher in between her thighs & Annette would open them wider a little each time, turning her head from side to side to keep control of herself but betrayed by the quickening of her breadth. Finally, I put both hands on her ass cheeks & gave both a good teasing. Then I let the fingers of 1 hand trailed down her ass crack, ever so slowing & tantalizing while the other hand reached beneath her body for her boops which she willingly raised her body to offer.

Eventually, my fingers reached her pussy & sensing the wetness, tickled her labia & was rewarded with a loud ‘mmmmm’ At this point, her body was reacting involuntarily & a hand reach out for my penis which gladly accepted the warmth of her palm. Annette’s clitoris was my target next & I rolled it gently under the ball of my middle finger evoking not just ‘mmmmm’ but ‘aaarrrggg’ & ‘very nice’ as well. Slowly Annette turned to lie on her back, her hair a little dishevel, her face flushed with excitement. She bent her knees & parted her thighs wide, both hands spreading apart her labia & in a most enticing voice invited me to ‘have a taste of her foie gras’.

The seduction was complete. I have never eaten foie gras & didn’t know what it tasted like but I buried my face in her pussy without further encouragement. At the first contact between my lips & Annette’s labia, she shuddered & arched her pelvis upwards. I lavished her with my tongue along the entire length of her labia slit & she squirmed in pleasure. Annette was wet, wet, wet & when I introduced as much of my tongue as possible into her cunt, her hands instinctively grabbed the back of my head pressing it close to her trying to achieve maximum penetration.

Alas I ran out of air & pulled my face free for a breather, Annette’s cunt juices smeared around my mouth. Annette’s arms were now limply hanging off the bed. I parted her labia with my hands & nibbled along her labia lips, both inner & outer & when I reached Annette’s clitoris, I closed my lips mildly around it & rolled my tongue around it. Annette started squirming & when the squirming became increasing violent, I started flicking my tongue over her clitoris & in a few seconds, Annette let out a loud groan of ecstasy & clamped my face between her thighs, her hands no longer limp but gently tugging my hair & ordering me to ‘Don’t move! Keep still!’

As Annette rode the waves of her orgasm, I embroiled in the tantalizing aroma of her cum. As soon as she relaxed, I climbed precariously on top of her & pressed our crotches together, supported myself on my elbows & gave her some tender kisses as we both catch our breadth. Annette understood that I need my release but she would only do it her way.

Annette spread her legs flat but wide & instructed me to raise my pelvis. She then reached under for my proud stout brother & skillfully rubbed the crown along her labia occasionally dipping into her cunt for lubrication. I transferred my weight to my knees & straightened my elbows to watch Annette’s facial expression of pleasure. As she felt my passion grew, she directed my brother towards her clitoris & rolled the crown around it in a circular motion. I was on the verge of explosion & Annette smiled like a proud mother, satisfied that she can still drive a virile young man to sexual fulfillment. I try to prolong my enjoyment as much as I can but it was a losing battle. Little brother raptured in delight & spewed forth a long string of cum into Annette’s bush & thus expended, my exhausted form collapsed on Annette.

Annette stirred after a few minutes & we both got off the bed, Annette making her way to the attach marbled bathroom & turned on the tap to fill the humongous bath tub. I was cleaning up with some towels when she came out with the satisfied smile still on her face & glanced at the plans on the floor.

‘I hope the contract is not stain.’ Annette laughed at her own joke, ‘Because if it is stained, you will need to prepare a new one for me to sign.’

15 mins later, Annette was in her bath & Daniella let me out of the gate, the signed contract in my bag & a similar smile to that of Annette’s on my face. I felt like I got the cake & got to eat it too. My wobbly legs agreed completely.

On the way home, I received a sms from Annette, ‘Keep Saturday free, I need you to help me pick up a large bed.’

[imaginative]

Nice one, bro Sidekick. Already upped your pts.

Is your retrenchment a blessing in disguise?

[beaconlaystar]

what a great buildup to a great story... more!

a blessing in disguise!