Indonesia: Business or Pleasure?

[Reyden]

keep it coming man!

[darklordV]

Awesome story! Support bro!

[Camel]

Support you

[eeemen]

Well done bro, you have a way with women! Looking forward to more, cheers, ...........

[escaflower]

Pls... I am constantly checking ur thread for update... pls dont keep us waiting..

[saintmouse]

waiting for your return

have a safe flight

[henabi]

In my mind, I was already thinking about all the naughty and dirty possibilities which could happen between me and Maria while we shop…

Throughout the rest of the journey, we kept things on the professional side. Maria gave me an update on the latest development of our business collaborations with Bruno’s company and the progress of each development. But occasionally, whenever Ahmad stepped on the brakes, I would purposely bump my right shoulder gently against Maria’s left shoulder, and pretend it was unintentional and apologized to her. Other times, I would teasingly look into Maria eyes and flirt with her. Maria would blush and feel a bit shy and look away, while she continued with her presentation.

After almost being stuck in the traffic jam on the Jakarta highway for almost 1.5 hours, we finally exited from the Highway and turned into the small roads, heading towards Central Jakarta. As we approach Central Jakarta, the commercial buildings got taller and more glamorous, shopping malls, banks and huge advertisement signage littered along the roads. And when we turned into Jalan Jenderal Sudiman, the main road leading to Plaza Indonesia, the gigantic Bundaran HI (I later found out that this fountain was also known as “Selamat Datang Monument” to the locals) was visible in a distant.

Traffic flow was surprisingly smooth along this busy main road of Central Jakarta, even though it was a normal work day. After a small right turn, two security personnel at the main entrance to Plaza Indonesia halted our car and did a basic exterior security scan around our car. One of the personnel gave a “Thumbs up” sign and the barrier gate rose.

Soon Ahmad pulled up into the alighting porch and an Indonesian male, dressed in a black-coloured trench coat, decorated with gold treading, with white gloves, stepped forth and opened our car door.

The man greeted me in English as I stepped out from my car, “Welcome Sir…”

I greeted the man in return and turned around to assist Maria. Before she stood up, she turned around and said a couple of things to Ahmad, and Ahmad nodded in response. As her body was facing the exit of the car, the hem of her skirt had retracted slightly up her thighs and I could clearly see her red thongs. My member immediately started to harden and expand slowly. Gradually it started to push against my pants and formed a slight bulge. I tried to bend forward slightly and leaned against the roof of the car awkwardly to hide my erection but I doubt it was of any use. Maria turned around to face me and gave me a wide grin. She shuffled towards the door and I reached out my right hand to guide her out of the car.

“Thank you Jon…” Maria thanked me as she handed me her right hand and I flashed my schoolboy smile. As she stepped out, she did not use her left hand to cover the front hem of her skirt because her left hand was placed on the door frame to steady herself since she was wearing high heels, and her skirt retracted high up her long slender thighs and her red thongs flashed a big smile at me.

“Don’t mention it.” I responded back to her and gave her a wink. Slowly I turn my head towards the opposite direction to look away, because I wanted to avoid my dick from a possible full erection. It would be an embarrassing moment for me to have a hard on in public.

Once we’re both out of the car, the man closed the door and Maria turned around one more time and said something to Ahmad before he drove off. We passed the security screening at the front entrance in a whisk and were now strolling along the first floor of the Plaza Indonesia Mall.

The mall was rather crowded by now, mostly populated by local Indonesians who were working nearby. Most of them were dressed in office attire, much like Singapore. Occasionally, I would spot a few Caucasians walking around briskly in business suits. And it was quite easy to spot who were the tourists, dressed casually in t-shirts, Bermudas and sandals or slippers. It was a stark contrast to the dress code of the locals there.

As we walked past several luxury brand stores like Gucci, Louis Vuitton, Bottega Veneta, Maria briefly explained to me and gave me some information about Plaza Indonesia and the type of brands available in the mall and roughly what we would find on each floor. She definitely looked chirpier compared to earlier. It seemed like she had completely forgotten about the incident which happened earlier in the car. And the feeling at that moment felt like we were dating. The feeling was very care-free and relaxing.

As we walked by this Belgium ladies apparel shop called “Diane Von Furstenberg”, suddenly she pulled my arm and rushed into the store.

“What the….” I was a bit stunned by the sudden change of direction and almost blurted out the F-word. Maria gave out a naughty giggle as she literally dragged me across store, like bees to honey her eyes were locked onto to something and we stopped in front of a row of fine ladies dresses, blouses and clothing.

Maria took her time, as she slowly ran her fingers through the long rack of clothing. Since it was a ladies’ clothing shop, I decided to take a few steps back and admire Maria as she gracefully cat-walked up and down, and seductively sashaying her hips. I slowly scanned my vision from the tip of her heels and to her smooth and slender legs. At the same time, I imagined my hands and fingers slowly gliding up and down those pairs of smooth legs, pressing my nose against her soft skin and taking in a deep breath. This erotic thought instantly sent a bolt of blood rushing to my member. Trying to hide my fast-hardening erection, I quickly looked up to Maria and flashed a wide smile. Occasionally, she would take out a couple of clothing, turned around to look at me, put the clothing in front of her and ask me whether it looked good on her. I would frown or wink or smile or shake my head to show her my feelings.

Sometimes she would gently stomp her feet like a little schoolgirl, if I disagree to a dress she personally liked but obediently put them back onto the rack. I would try to hide my delight seeing her facial expressions, but she would discover my laughing and pinch my arm or gently slap my arms a few times and walk off after she stuck her tongue out playfully. Finally, after browsing through almost the entire collection for nearly 20 minutes, we managed to narrow down our selections to a few nominees: Two dresses and three blouses. With the nominees in her hand, Maria skipped delightfully towards the changing room and I waited outside the Changing Room.

Standing outside with nothing to do, my eyes began to wander around the store and I did not realize that the store was rather empty even though it was lunch time. There were two female shop assistants at that time standing around the cashier counter. Occasionally they would look towards my direction and then when my eyes met theirs, they would shyly turn away and giggle among themselves. After about 2 minutes gone by, both shop assistants went off into the storage area and the shop was now empty, with only me standing outside the changing room area.

“Jon…” a familiar voice came echoing from the changing room, “Jon??” I realized it was Maria’s.

“Yes Maria?” I walked closer to the entrance of the changing room and responded back.

“Could you come in for a moment?” Maria asked.

“Alright….” I replied and walked into the changing room, as the shop assistants were not around, even though there was a sign which restrict male shoppers from entering the changing room. “Which room are you in?”

“The last one…” Maria answered back.

I walked towards the last cubicle wondering what was wrong, “Maria, is everything alright?” I asked again, as I stopped in front of the last cubicle fully covered with black draw curtain.

[BMW69]

Sounds very promising Jon hahaha

[sexysexymama]

Awesome story

[escaflower]

Heehee... more pls

[eeemen]

Jon, help me with the zip?!! . Interesting times ahead I'm sure, oh I'm so looking forward to the continuation. Thanks again bro, cheers, ........................

[kelevra]

bro. continue with the good story man. camping here. Cheers.

[henabi]

Originally Posted by kelevra

bro. continue with the good story man. camping here. Cheers.

thank you bro Kelevra!!! I am honoured.

Besides that, I just realized that another SBF senior just upped me by 8 pts!!! *bow 90 degrees* to the unknown senior to show my appreciation...

Your continuous support really made my cough & flu go away much faster and gave me the strength to continue my adventures in Indonesia

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Standing outside the cubicle, I could hear some shuffling and scuffling behind the curtain and occasionally, any movements within the cubicle would cause the curtain to sway back and forth gently. Still unsure why Maria called me into the changing room, I leaned against the wall with my arm crossed, while my eyes were fixed at the entrance, because deep down in my heart I knew very well that I was standing in a forbidden territory and I would be in deep shit if I were to be caught by any of the two shop assistants and their female customers who happened to walk into the changing room area.

Suddenly, the black draw curtain was pulled back and I immediately darted my eyes to the cubicle. There stood Maria, with her back facing me. The back of the cherry pink coloured gorgeous strapless cocktail dress hugged every curve of her body flawlessly. The strapless bareback dress showcased her smooth shoulders and flawless back. The amber-coloured spotlight inside the cubicle casted a soft lighting against her back, which made her back so irresistible and sexy just by admiring her from behind. Through the full length mirror reflection, the silhouette shape of the dress further flaunted her hour-glass figure and the built-in corset could hardly contain her melons, which looked like they were about to pop out anytime. Unknowingly to me, my mouth was quietly widening bit by bit as my eyes salivated at this saucy sex-bomb.

“What’s with that look on your face?” Maria looked at the mirror reflection, and purposely gave me a frowning look.

I suddenly realized I was caught red-handed for checking her out, “Huh…. Ermmmm… nothing…” I replied. My face feeling a little bit hot, probably due to the heat from the cubicle spotlight, or is it from Maria?

Maria put her hands over her mouth to control her giggles when she noticed the redness on my cheeks and without her knowing, her arms were actually squeezing her huge melons even more and it vibrated up and down with her giggle. I was already imagining my hands fondling her huge breasts.

“So… How do I look in this dress?” Maria asked curiously, twisting her body from side to side, checking out the dress and how she looked sideways. “Do I look bad in this dress?”

My dick was quickly getting towards a full erection now and it was impossible to hide it as I was standing in the open, so I moved forward a couple of steps into the cubicle, “No… Not at all my dear…” tilting my head to my left, I looked into the mirror and flashed a smile at her.

I shuffled a few inches forward and gently placed both my hands on her smooth and flawless shoulders. I slowly edged my body closer towards Maria and gently pressed my thumping bulge against Maria’s butt. I positioned my head to her left ear and whispered, “You look absolutely stunning…” and took in a faint breath of cold air.

‘GOSH… She smells so seductive…’ I thought to myself and I immersed myself to enjoy her Estee Lauder perfume, mixed with a little bit of her Cherry-fragrance shampoo. [Seriously I truly believe the mystery about girls being able to smell ever so alluring for the ENTIRE DAY will never ever be solved… Don’t you agree?]

“Really??” Maria looking at me through the mirror reflection, with her right arm struck at her waist and gave me a “are you sure?” look.

“Yes…” I answered back, tightening my grip on her shoulders slightly and rubbed my right cheek against her soft, long flowing hair. Maria let out a smile, knowing that she looked drop dead gorgeous in this dress.

“OH YES! I almost forgot…” Maria exclaimed suddenly and skipped one step, “There is a zipper at the back of this dress?” Maria instructed me, “Can you see it?”

I nodded. The zipper was half done; probably because it was positioned way too low for her to do it alone and requires assistance to zip it up fully.

At this moment, my eyes caught sight of her clothing hanging on the cubicle hooks. She hung her white blouse and blazer on middle hook and her black skirt on the inner most hook, and underneath it I caught a glimpse of her white bra with black polka dots, which was well hidden but the bra clip strap gave it away but I was unable to find any trace of her red thongs.

‘Maria removed her bra…’ I asked myself, ‘That must MEANnnnn….’ I felt an instant full erection from my Little Jon, just at the thought that Maria would be naked underneath the dress, with only her red thongs covering her ultimate treasure. Countless dirty thoughts immediately flashed across my mind...

“The zipper is positioned too low and I can’t reach it…” Maria tried to demonstrate that she was unable to reach for the zipper, by bending her left arm over her shoulders and her right arm below and behind her back.

“Sure…” I replied Maria and purposely shuffled Maria to move further into the cubicle, so that I was able to step into the cubicle fully and she didn’t resist at all. She just moved one-two steps more into the cubicle. Finally I was fully inside the cubicle and surprising the interior was quite spacious, enough space for two people to move around. Perhaps earlier on, Maria was standing at the entrance of the cubicle and that probably created an optical illusion that the cubicle was much smaller and was only big enough for one person.

Maria was still trying to reach for the zipper even though she has recruited me to help her. I let out a grin, seeing her cute facial expression through the mirror reflection. ‘WAIT! That wasn’t the point.’ I snapped at myself. Right in front of me is a sex-bomb who could be 90% naked underneath that dress and we are right now alone in this cubicle. YES. ALONE IN THIS CUBICLE…

As Maria continued to try and reach for the zipper, which she can’t, I slid my right hand behind my back and grabbed the hem of the curtain drawer with my index and middle finger, and curled my thumb to hook a bit of the cloth into my hand. Stealthily, I drew the curtain back and luckily the railing was well lubricated and I managed to close our cubicle fully without making any screeching sound. PHEW… I thought to myself.

And even luckier was that Maria didn’t even realize that I had closed the curtains completely on our cubicle. Shifting my attention immediately to the zipper, I flashed a crafty smile.

“Maria…” I called out to her. Maria looked up at me through the mirror and immediately froze, as if she already knew what I was going to do next. Using my index finger and my thumb, I placed them over the top end of the two zipper stops and pressed the fabric in place and I used my right hand to grab the zipper tab. Knowing that the fate of Maria’s dress was now fully in my hands, I didn’t pull the zipper tab up at all. Instead, I deliberately jerked the zipper tab up and down several times, creating an illusion that somehow the zipper was stuck and unable to zip up.

“What’s wrong?” Maria asked. Instantly I knew that Maria had taken my bait.

“The zipper seems to be stuck. Probably because we left it halfway for too long and it seem jammed…” I lied. I needed to do so in order to achieve my next objective. “Tell you what…”

Maria stared at me curiously through the mirror.

“Take a deep breath and let’s try again…” I lied to her again, hoping that she would take my second bait.

[henabi]

Maria nodded her head. She took a deep breath and sucked in her stomach. Her chest expanded more, thrusting her breasts forward and visually making her already huge melons, even bigger. I knew the chance is NOW. In my heart, I was screaming for joy but I had to keep my cool. Otherwise, my plan will be ruined. Plucking all my courage and keeping my heart crossed, I pulled the zipper tab down swiftly. As both Maria’s arms were not holding the dress up at all, I deliberately removed both my hands from her dress immediately and allowed the dress to glide down her silky smooth skin.

Maria gasped as my action had taken her by surprise. She quickly tried to use the underside of her arms to hold onto the dress, which had fallen halfway down her body stopping. By then her pair of 34D melons was in full view. Her massive mounts were firm, round and smooth. And surprisingly, the skin colour of her breasts was a few tones lighter than the surrounding skin tone, almost fair I think and that made her huge fronts even more appealing.

The colour of her areola was of pale pink and the area wasn’t very big, about half an inch surrounding her nipple. There were a few bumps around her areola, commonly found on areolas. Her nipples were quite big, almost the the size of a Singapore 5-cent coin, and they were pink in colour. More importantly, they were protruding.

Maria crossed her arms in front of her chest and attempted to use her hands to cover her breasts. But her huge breasts were too much for her small hands and she was only able to cover the center portion of her breasts, her areola and her pink nipples. From behind, I wrapped my arms around Maria and hugged her. My hands cupped over her hands and I brought her closer to my body. As I slowly pressed the front of my body closer and closer against her smooth back, I gradually rubbed my groin area against her butt crack through the silken fabric of the dress. Maria tried to put up a little bit of resistance by moving her hands forward to push my hands away but she didn’t move too much, as she knew that if she push her hands too far out, her dress would slide down to the floor completely. Similarly, I stood my ground and pulled both my arms inwards, pressing her melons even more and tightened my grip on her palms, constricting her movements.

Knowing that her arms were now locked down, Maria fidgeted and wiggled her body a bit, putting in whatever little futile resistance she could. Ignoring her pointless resistance, I placed my face extremely close to the left side of her neck but I purposely avoided any physical contact with her skin, and I exhaled pulses of breathes gently along her skin. Maria wiggled her head slightly, twitching it left and right and she was still putting up some resistance to my sensual temptations, because through the full length mirror, I could see from the reflection that she was biting her lips. She was trying very hard to prevent her wild-side from getting loose but I knew very well that she was near her breaking point and I needed to quickly ramp up my efforts.


I began to brush my groin up and down against her butt crack in longer strokes; occasionally I would mix fast and slow strokes, combined with circular motion. Maria would try to thrust her pelvis slightly forward to avoid my seduction but it was completely useless as she was locked in a tight embrace. Every forward movement she made with her pelvis, it would only enhance the sensation, as her butt would rub against my groin even more. Bit by bit, I could feel Maria was beginning to lose her resistance, as the movements of our lower bodies were getting more and more in-sync.

Her body was getting warmer and her heartbeat was beginning to race. We were literally fucking in standing “bodyguard” position, only our clothing stood between us. But Maria was still putting up some last-ditch resistance, as her eyes were now closed tightly and she was biting her lips even more, which had turned from pale pink to slightly reddish colour.

Knowing that Maria was only a few steps away from being ripe, I quickly moved my face away from the left side of her neck and teasingly using the tip of my nose and brushed across the back of her neck several times, while I exhale lightly against her freckle-less skin. Instantly, goose bumps developed all over her body and Maria could resist no more and finally, as she released a faint moan and her facial expression had relaxed and she appeared lustier.

She has decided to let her animal loose...

[jj_jj]

Thx! gave me a morning stiffy Upz!