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22-10-2009, 06:28 AM
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Office Affair
Just like to share my own story here. It’s based on my own experience, but all the names have been changed and the sensitive details deliberately left out.
I’m doing this just for the fun of sharing and to hear what others have to say. So I’d be happy to carry on sharing as long as there are pple here interested to read on. So here goes. -------------- Part 1 - Prologue I was working late again as usual, and so was Hazel. The two of us have the habit of working late to clear our work - which never seemed to finish. By 8pm, we would usually be the only ones left in office, just like this night. Usually, if I leave office earlier than Hazel, I'd go over to her work station for a chat and to say goodbye. But this night things were slightly different. Me: Not leaving yet ah? You're the last person liao. (I popped my head into Hazel’s cubicle) Hazel: Not yet ... Waiting for you mah. (she smiled) Me: Oh? ... Need company ah? (I smiled back) Hazel: Yeah, so tired today ... would love some company now ... *pause* ... Been thinking about you the whole day ... (she blushed) As she said that, she uncrossed her legs and spread them in my direction, stretching her tight office skirt. Her hemline crept an inch up her thighs, revealing the lacey top of her black stockings. From my angle, I couldn't get a good view of what she was presenting to me, but I knew she was horny. I played along. Me: Tired huh... Let me help you relax a bit lah. Without waiting for a reply, I went behind Hazel and started massaging the back of her neck. I worked my way down to her shoulders, slipping my hands under her jacket, touching her smooth skin. Hazel allowed her jacket to slip off her slim shoulders, revealing the black halter top that she was wearing. Her hair was tied up in a pony-tail. The view of the back of her neck, her shoulders and her bare back was very alluring. "Mmm... That's nice..." Hazel cooed as I worked my fingers across her shoulders and down her back. From above, I had a clear view of her cleavage. Hazel has a fair complexion and the smooth skin of her boobs was even fairer. I had to get my hands on her boobs. I expertly unbuckled her strapless bra with one hand and then helped myself to cup her breasts, massaging and caressing the soft mounts gently. Her B-cup breasts could nicely fit in my palms. The softness and warmness of her breasts felt nice in my hands. Her light brown nipples were already protruding as I pinched and twirled them gently. Hazel: That's VERY nice... (she leaned her head back and smiled) Me: I can do better than that... I turned her swivel chair around, facing me, and kissed her on her lips. She gasped at first, not expecting my sudden advances, but she then responded by kissing me back. We frenched and our tongues wrestled, both refusing to back down. With our lips still locked, I pushed her tight skirt up as I caressed her thighs. Once my hands reached their intended destination, I was pleasantly surprised that Hazel wasn't wearing any panties. I could feel the moisture between her legs as I gently massaged her pussy lips and stroked her soft pubic hair. Me: Someone is very naughty today (I whispered to her in between kisses) Hazel: Told you I’ve been thinking about you the whole day lor… (she blushed again) Me: ok lah … that’s a good girl … deserve to be rewarded … I lowered my mouth to kiss her neck tenderly and then headed south. I planted my kisses gently on the lips of her pussy, tasting the sweet juice that kept flowing out. She let out soft moans, as I frenchkissed her pussy lips, probing my tongue between them. Licking her clit, my tongue made circles around it, slowly at first and gradually working up the pace. Hazel twitched uncontrollably in her chair. I held her legs apart firmly and hook them on the arms of the office chair. She bit on her lower lip as she tried desperately not to scream. Her hands grabbed my arms tighter and tighter as the sensations built up between her legs, and she was soon arching her back. "Mmm... Mmm... Mmmmmm… Ahh..." Hazel let out a contented moan, as she slumped back into the chair. Her pussy was still in a spasm, contracting uncontrollably. It took her a while to recover from the orgasm. After regaining her composure, she pulled my face towards her and kissed me deeply. Hazel: Thanks Mike. I needed that. Me: Hey, that's what friends are for. (I joked) Hazel: Then I should return the favour, shouldn't I? (she gave me another sweet smile) Yes, Hazel and I consider ourselves as just colleagues and good friends, nothing more. Why? Well, firstly, she's already married to another man. And secondly, we never intended for our relationship to develop this way... at least not initially... [To be continued ...] 
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#4
23-10-2009, 11:40 AM
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Re: Office Affair
Wah bro AD69, u always first at the scene
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23-10-2009, 11:45 AM
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Re: Office Affair
Here's the next part, to give a bit of background to the story. Will follow up with Part 3 shortly.
Bro JoeHope - Read on to find out ... ----------- Part 2 - The Beginning Some years back, I made a decision to change line, from male-dominated hardcore engineering (very sian, no pretty girls one) to do sales & marketing, where the weight is a bit more on the female side. It was very exciting for me, at the same time agonizing, to have so many pretty OLs around me and yet I couldn't get to bonk any of them. Hazel, who is a senior in my department, became the object of my many fantasies then. Although she's already in her mid-30s, she could still pass off as a 20-something. The first impression I had of her was that she resembled Selina of the pop group S.H.E. Hazel is tall (about 170), slim, with smooth long straight hair that could just cover her boobs. Her boobs are not huge, but they are big enough to have some nice cleavage showing when the top few buttons of her blouse are undone. But I love her nice and perky butt best. I'd strip her naked in my mind every time I watched her butt sway, as she walked down the corridor in her tight office skirt. My relationship with Hazel in the beginning was cordial at best. I later found out that she's married, but no kids. Her husband flew around quite often, so he didn’t spend much time with her. As we both didn't have much “family commitments”, we often worked late into the night to clear our work. It wasn't until we were assigned to work on a big project together that we started to know each other better and became close friends - thanks to all the nights of working late together on our project. But still no hanky panky between us then, as I knew she was married and its risky to get involved with someone in office. There were some flirting, joking and "accidental" touches - the normal acceptable stuff. It was when the two of us had to fly overseas together for market research and meeting potential investors, that we really got to know each other "much better"... [To be continued ...]
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23-10-2009, 03:29 PM
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Re: Office Affair
Here's part 3. More to come.
Just realised that someone has upped my points. Thanks Bro/Sis, whoever you are. ___________ Part 3 - Taipei One of the first trips that Hazel and I made together (just the two of us) was to Taipei to do some market research and to source out possible investors for our investment products (I cannot say what - too obvious). Since we started working quite closely together on our project, I sensed that Hazel had some liking for me and I was definitely attracted her physically more than ever. When the day of our departure to Taipei arrived, I was excited about what could be in store for us . The flight there was uneventful, so I’ll skip this part. After arriving in Taipei in the late afternoon, we checked into our hotel. We were allocated two rooms adjacent to each other. We put down our things in our rooms before meeting again for dinner. We enjoyed the coolness of spring in Taiwan for a change from Singapore’s humid climate. It was about 17 deg C in the chilly wind. We walked around for a while after dinner, but decided we’d better get back to the hotel to prepare for the following day’s meeting. So we went back to our rooms to freshen up and agreed to meet in her room in an hour to discuss work. I was tired after the 4 hour plus flight. I changed out and just lied down on the bed to rest, watching local TV. After 15 minutes or so, I heard sounds of running water from Hazel’s room. She was apparently taking a shower. The pornographic image of Hazel naked in the shower - with bubbles and foam all over her breasts, dripping down her body between her legs - came into my mind and made my bro stand at attention. I couldn't tahan already and PCC on the bed, fantasising about her. When it was about time to meet, I cleaned up and went over to Hazel’s room. She was wearing a casual white T-shirt and a pair of shorts, flaunting her long, flawless legs. Her hair was still damp from the shower and hung nicely down her shoulder. It was enticing to see her in such casual wear, a nice change from her usual prim and proper look. My bro was at attention again! As the table in the room was too small and cluttered to work on effectively, we sat on the bed instead going through the materials. I had a hard time focusing on the discussion as Hazel was bending forward looking at the materials and our laptops on the bed, giving a clear view of her nude-coloured bra and cleavage through the drooping neckline. She was conscious and would adjust her T-shirt initially, but she soon forgot about it as she became too engrossed in the work. At some point, I even caught a glimpse of her areola. Steam again! I think there were a few times she might have caught me looking down her neckline, but she seemed oblivious to it and continued discussing work. Hazel: OK! ... This will do Me: Finally ... Thought I'd have to camp in your room tonight Hazel: You wish lor... Me: Ya! I wish leh ... Can? (tongue in cheek) Hazel: Talk rubbish (she stuck her tongue out at me) ... Go back and sleep lah ... We have a full day tomorrow leh. With that, she pushed me to the room door, gave me a sweet smile and wished me goodnight. It showed 23:45 on my watch. When it comes to work, Hazel can really be a workaholic and a perfectionist. Returning to my room, I PCC for a second time that day lying in the tub. We were very focused on our tasks in the first few days of our trip. Time passed really fast and we made good progress. We had achieved our objectives for the trip ahead of schedule and we could take it easy for a few days before our scheduled flight back to Singapore. So we spent the rest of the trip going around Taipei, shopping and eating at the malls and night markets. Hazel: Wah … feel so relaxed now … finally settled Me: Yeah … how about rewarding ourselves and go have a nice dinner tonight? … I saw a pretty nice restaurant the other day … you ok to have steak? Hazel: Ya … sounds good to me (she smiled, sweet as ever) I looked forward to enjoying a nice evening with Hazel, without the cares of work. It turned out better than I hoped for ... [To be continued...]
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23-10-2009, 10:36 PM
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Re: Office Affair
Probably TS got lucky.
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24-10-2009, 12:47 AM
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Re: Office Affair
Here's the continuation of what happened next.
------ Part 4 - Taipei [cont'd] Not wanting to appear underdressed (we were intending to go to a posh looking restaurant), we went back to the hotel to change. I was done earlier and waited for Hazel outside her room. She emerged from her room dressed in a small black dress that she bought earlier that day. The hemline of the dress barely reached the middle of her thighs. She coupled that with a pair of thick black stockings / pantyhose (I didn't know which), heels and a shawl. Her make-up was heavier than usual, which made her look stunning. I was mesmerised. Over dinner, we chatted light-heartedly about everything. Inevitably, we started talking about our personal lives and then I asked about why she was not having any children. Hazel: I'm ok with children, but he (husband) is not prepared to change his lifestyle ... He still wants to play ... *sigh* ... And that includes playing with girls. Hazel was fully aware that her husband visited KTVs and nightclubs in China and in Singapore for business as well as for his own leisure. Me: Do you trust him? Hazel: What to do, he needs his freedom. Or else he'll say I control him too much. Plus, there are other reasons why I believe he won't "do it" with the girls. Me: ok ... I guess I can understand ... and you have a lot of trust in him leh ... I'm also curious to know what are the "other reasons"? Hazel: *long pause* (she looked away) … He has ED ... *awkward silence* (I was stunned and didn’t know what to say either) … It started a few years after we got married ... Me: So you haven't ... erm (I stopped as I realised it’s a rather sensitive issue) Hazel: Ya, you guessed right... We haven't done it since ... He won't even let me touch him or be intimate with him ... I can understand that a man with ED problem may have some ego issues to deal with, and he may reject intimacy for fear of failing to perform. I did a quick mental calculation ... Woah! ... Hazel hasn't had sex for like more than 3 years already lor... Me: Have the two of you talked about this issue? Hazel: He doesn’t like to talk about it … He’d get upset every time I try to broach the issue … And I just don’t want to upset him lah … Me: I'm sorry to hear this ... I suppose that's how you trust him not to "do it" with the girls at the nightclubs ... Hazel: I don't know ... may be he does ... just don't admit to me ... I don't wish to know either ... In my mind I was thinking if he really has ED, how would he enjoy himself in the KTVs and nightclubs (Perhaps some experienced bros can shed some light on this – or perhaps this should be a topic for another forum). I mean there would be no point to “ta bao” the girls, since he can’t get it up. So it would probably be just drinking and hanky-panky. Or perhaps he could do it with the girls, and told Hazel "white lies". I wasn’t (and still isn’t) very familiar with the nightclub scene in Singapore and China then, so I wasn't sure. Me: But what about your needs? ... you would feel lonely I guess ... Hazel: I just try not to think about it ... We don't spend much time together anyway, he would always have some activities on or fly to China ... I would feel lonely some times, but I have since learnt to cope. That’s why Hazel kept herself busy with work. She would also often go for her shopping spree, her spa or manicure to relax and to take her mind off her unhappiness and to distract herself. But it’s obvious that, despite the unhappiness in her marriage, she still loves her husband very much. Hazel: Some times I wonder if it is me that caused his problem. Perhaps I'm no longer attractive in his eyes. Hazel's eyes weld up with tears as she said that. I moved over to sit beside her and put my arms around her shoulder. At this point, I had the impulse to give Hazel everything that her husband failed to provide for her - i.e. tender loving care. I couldn’t comprehend why someone would neglect such a beautiful and understanding wife. Pulling her close to me, she buried her face in my shoulder and wept softly. Me: Don't think like that. I for one think you are damn attractive ... Honestly, I could get a hard on by just looking at you. She broke out laughing and slapped my cheek softly for sprouting rubbish. But I could tell that she was quite pleased with what I said. Wanting to take her mind off the sad topic, I suggested going for some drinks and dancing. We headed for a nearby disco to chill (Think the place was called “Kiss” or something – not sure if it is still there). It was quite a happening place with a young crowd. After a couple of drinks, I asked Hazel to dance. She said she hasn’t danced for a while, but what the heck. So we squeezed our way into the crowded dance floor. Perhaps it’s due to the alcohol (Hazel was not a good drinker), Hazel really let herself go and danced sexily and wildly, catching the attention of a number of guys around her. I’ve never seen this side of her before. The dance floor was really crowded and our bodies were squeezed together in many instances. I also had to "protect" her from the guys around, so I took the liberty to put my arms around her waist. I'd let my hands “slip” down to her butt some times. She didn’t object or resist. A couple of times, her breasts were pressed onto my chest. Another time, she turned around and leaned back on me, grinding her butt into my crotch. My bro was rock hard and I thought she could possibly feel my rod pressing on her ass. Then a slow number was played. Hazel was going to walk off the dance floor, but I picked up my guts and pulled her close to me. Hazel felt a little awkward at first, but later rested her head on my shoulder as we swayed to the song. Me: (I whispered into her ear) I wish tonight would take forever. She looked into my eyes and smiled. There were tears in her eyes. On the dimmed dance floor, we kissed for the first time. It sent vibes throughout my body. I’ve never expected to get this beautiful lady that I’ve been fantasising about all these while. Hazel: (her head on my shoulder) Me too. I haven't felt like this for a long time. Thanks Mike. I believed she was craving to be touched and to feel loved by a real man again. We kissed deeply. I slipped my hands down her back to caress her firm butt. She held me close. So close that my hardened bro was pressing on her body. By the end of the song, we were sure we wanted each other. So we got quickly got a cab and made our way back to the hotel. [To be continued ...]
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24-10-2009, 01:17 PM
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Re: Office Affair
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Looks like TS got a great story coming up. Please continue with your updates. Interesting to read.... 
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