Had a fun and sexy time with my colleague a few months ago (she’s even attached lol). Our sex was loud and sweaty, and despite having small tits, she was easily stimulated. I rammed into her very hard and for very long, and she literally moaned until she was sore hehe. But she felt guilty about it, and this didn’t continue.
Not the same girl ba. The chin and smile lines look different.
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In the unfortunate event where long red fingernail lines are left on your back, better to spend some money to do guasha and hopefully it will mask the thin long fingernail lines...
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You r DEE man !!! ...how u manage to fuck yr FB in the kitchen without her husband who is watching his favourite football match knowing is beyond belief...it must be quite a quickie done fully clothed full of fear that he might cum into the kitchen anytime to discover both of u sexstifying each other ...like that can feel shiokkk n cum meh ???
It is the thrill that is fun. You are right la. I did not cum but she did. hahaha.
The husband is those kind that will shout from the hall for a can of coke .... so chances of him coming to the kitchen is low.
Yet another lucky dude who hv managed to get bbbjs from his married office colleague in the car sending her home ...can visualise the sextisfaction of sending her back home after the deed n see her walking to her block to take the lift up her HDB unit this time to sleep n be fxxk by her husband when in bed with him, her 2nd sexy time of her day ..not sure why it has become a common occurrence that when one leaves the company they lose all contact with their colleagues n never bother to be in touch with them anymore after that however close they may hv been
It happens often but what matters more is scoring it first before worrying about winning the game later. So the saying, “cherish the moment” is so true. Hahaha. But indeed, pure luck.
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I'll just share my experience after lurking for some time. Please dun zap me if my story-telling skill is poor.
I'm currently staying in the UK, and as you may have guessed, I'm someone who would only mix around with fellow Chinese mates and not the angmoh group as I find it hard to really understand their pattern and culture. (Once bitten, twice shy. I don't mind paying for the drinks, but each time when it's their turn, they'll vanish off freely on the pretense of being drunk, seeing friends, and so on. At least with the Chinese group, it's drink until one of us dies, money aside.)
So, in a stroke of luck, I came across this ex-female colleague of mine, let's call her Ling. She's in her 30s, divorced with a kid in Shenzhen. She still worked at the same purchasing company as before, without anything changes in her life. I knew that she had a daughter, and also that the daughter is following her ex-husband instead of her while she provide for the kid.
Since it was a coincidence, I see nothing wrong with catching up with her inside the restaurant. Plus what can we say? Out of the two private rooms with karaoke in London's Chinatown, we just have to be occupying one of each. (There was no lockdown or whatever at that time. A weekly karaoke session is a must, for a boring and meaningless UK lifestyle.)
Without noticing that I'm being a little selfish, I started throwing out pieces of stuff inside me. Things like lousy supervisor, different working environment, terrible pay, meaningless repetitive work, and so on. I felt suffocated, so I just vent out one after another, until she's asking for another beer from the waitress that comes upstairs to do some cleaning.
About half an hour or so, it was her turn to share hers. She had that really calming look to her. At first, I can't brain that peaceful look, but later on, I found out that's her method of expression on a certain matter she takes seriously. Her complaint was different from mine. Instead of talking about colleagues, pay, quality of work, satisfaction, and so on, her concern is more on her advancement, where she could move further, what's her plan next, etc.
For a minute here, I found out that I'm literally talking about kids matter to her. Embarrassed and unsure of what to say, a friend of mine come out of the private room and tried to drag me back to sing a birthday song. I've excused myself and left for ten minutes or so, but when I came back outside, she was gone from the table we were on earlier.
I thought she left, but as the restaurant closed, we've met again at the entrance. She's still waiting for her ride, while I'm just started to call my own uber. Jokingly, I asked her if she wanted to crash at my place, but she replies that she prefer hers. Taking it as a rejection, I distanced myself from her a little as I wait for my ride.
Then, she called me to hitch her ride when she's finally arrived. Having no idea what was in my mind at that time, I followed her as we quietly sat in the uber until we were at her place. It was quite a nice flat with two rooms. Her housemate was already asleep by then. And I was being sneaky until she told me that she's an adult, and me too. It just makes no sense to tiptoe or be quiet while going back to her place.
So, I joined her in her room after taking off my shoes and jacket. Washed my face using her cleanser and so on. I thought I would be left sleeping on the floor with a blanket, but she nicely invited me up to the bed to share with her.
And as I got on the bed with an open blanket, I finally saw something I would never ever expected.
A matured woman's voluptuous body that hardly shows you any flesh or cleavage, could turn out to be so freaking huge. For a moment there, I am wondering what cup is that. That folded underboob of hers... If it was pushed, could simply go to E or F if she wishes.
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This forum is for us to share our dark little secret and most of us use it like the black diary.
Hence, no need to ask if we are interested for you to continue writing your story. It's just so lame.
Sorry if I am too direct.
I'll just share my experience after lurking for some time. Please dun zap me if my story-telling skill is poor.
I'm currently staying in the UK, and as you may have guessed, I'm someone who would only mix around with fellow Chinese mates and not the angmoh group as I find it hard to really understand their pattern and culture. (Once bitten, twice shy. I don't mind paying for the drinks, but each time when it's their turn, they'll vanish off freely on the pretense of being drunk, seeing friends, and so on. At least with the Chinese group, it's drink until one of us dies, money aside.)
So, in a stroke of luck, I came across this ex-female colleague of mine, let's call her Ling. She's in her 30s, divorced with a kid in Shenzhen. She still worked at the same purchasing company as before, without anything changes in her life. I knew that she had a daughter, and also that the daughter is following her ex-husband instead of her while she provide for the kid.
Since it was a coincidence, I see nothing wrong with catching up with her inside the restaurant. Plus what can we say? Out of the two private rooms with karaoke in London's Chinatown, we just have to be occupying one of each. (There was no lockdown or whatever at that time. A weekly karaoke session is a must, for a boring and meaningless UK lifestyle.)
Without noticing that I'm being a little selfish, I started throwing out pieces of stuff inside me. Things like lousy supervisor, different working environment, terrible pay, meaningless repetitive work, and so on. I felt suffocated, so I just vent out one after another, until she's asking for another beer from the waitress that comes upstairs to do some cleaning.
About half an hour or so, it was her turn to share hers. She had that really calming look to her. At first, I can't brain that peaceful look, but later on, I found out that's her method of expression on a certain matter she takes seriously. Her complaint was different from mine. Instead of talking about colleagues, pay, quality of work, satisfaction, and so on, her concern is more on her advancement, where she could move further, what's her plan next, etc.
For a minute here, I found out that I'm literally talking about kids matter to her. Embarrassed and unsure of what to say, a friend of mine come out of the private room and tried to drag me back to sing a birthday song. I've excused myself and left for ten minutes or so, but when I came back outside, she was gone from the table we were on earlier.
I thought she left, but as the restaurant closed, we've met again at the entrance. She's still waiting for her ride, while I'm just started to call my own uber. Jokingly, I asked her if she wanted to crash at my place, but she replies that she prefer hers. Taking it as a rejection, I distanced myself from her a little as I wait for my ride.
Then, she called me to hitch her ride when she's finally arrived. Having no idea what was in my mind at that time, I followed her as we quietly sat in the uber until we were at her place. It was quite a nice flat with two rooms. Her housemate was already asleep by then. And I was being sneaky until she told me that she's an adult, and me too. It just makes no sense to tiptoe or be quiet while going back to her place.
So, I joined her in her room after taking off my shoes and jacket. Washed my face using her cleanser and so on. I thought I would be left sleeping on the floor with a blanket, but she nicely invited me up to the bed to share with her.
And as I got on the bed with an open blanket, I finally saw something I would never ever expected.
A matured woman's voluptuous body that hardly shows you any flesh or cleavage, could turn out to be so freaking huge. For a moment there, I am wondering what cup is that. That folded underboob of hers... If it was pushed, could simply go to E or F if she wishes.
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I'll just share my experience after lurking for some time. Please dun zap me if my story-telling skill is poor.
I'm currently staying in the UK, and as you may have guessed, I'm someone who would only mix around with fellow Chinese mates and not the angmoh group as I find it hard to really understand their pattern and culture. (Once bitten, twice shy. I don't mind paying for the drinks, but each time when it's their turn, they'll vanish off freely on the pretense of being drunk, seeing friends, and so on. At least with the Chinese group, it's drink until one of us dies, money aside.)
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A matured woman's voluptuous body that hardly shows you any flesh or cleavage, could turn out to be so freaking huge. For a moment there, I am wondering what cup is that. That folded underboob of hers... If it was pushed, could simply go to E or F if she wishes.
(I'll continue if you guys enjoy it.)
Nice sharing! Why not start your own thread? Kind of hard tracking long stories.
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Originally Posted by yungsern87
I'll just share my experience after lurking for some time. Please dun zap me if my story-telling skill is poor.
I'm currently staying in the UK, and as you may have guessed, I'm someone who would only mix around with fellow Chinese mates and not the angmoh group as I find it hard to really understand their pattern and culture. (Once bitten, twice shy. I don't mind paying for the drinks, but each time when it's their turn, they'll vanish off freely on the pretense of being drunk, seeing friends, and so on. At least with the Chinese group, it's drink until one of us dies, money aside.)
So, in a stroke of luck, I came across this ex-female colleague of mine, let's call her Ling. She's in her 30s, divorced with a kid in Shenzhen. She still worked at the same purchasing company as before, without anything changes in her life. I knew that she had a daughter, and also that the daughter is following her ex-husband instead of her while she provide for the kid.
Since it was a coincidence, I see nothing wrong with catching up with her inside the restaurant. Plus what can we say? Out of the two private rooms with karaoke in London's Chinatown, we just have to be occupying one of each. (There was no lockdown or whatever at that time. A weekly karaoke session is a must, for a boring and meaningless UK lifestyle.)
Without noticing that I'm being a little selfish, I started throwing out pieces of stuff inside me. Things like lousy supervisor, different working environment, terrible pay, meaningless repetitive work, and so on. I felt suffocated, so I just vent out one after another, until she's asking for another beer from the waitress that comes upstairs to do some cleaning.
About half an hour or so, it was her turn to share hers. She had that really calming look to her. At first, I can't brain that peaceful look, but later on, I found out that's her method of expression on a certain matter she takes seriously. Her complaint was different from mine. Instead of talking about colleagues, pay, quality of work, satisfaction, and so on, her concern is more on her advancement, where she could move further, what's her plan next, etc.
For a minute here, I found out that I'm literally talking about kids matter to her. Embarrassed and unsure of what to say, a friend of mine come out of the private room and tried to drag me back to sing a birthday song. I've excused myself and left for ten minutes or so, but when I came back outside, she was gone from the table we were on earlier.
I thought she left, but as the restaurant closed, we've met again at the entrance. She's still waiting for her ride, while I'm just started to call my own uber. Jokingly, I asked her if she wanted to crash at my place, but she replies that she prefer hers. Taking it as a rejection, I distanced myself from her a little as I wait for my ride.
Then, she called me to hitch her ride when she's finally arrived. Having no idea what was in my mind at that time, I followed her as we quietly sat in the uber until we were at her place. It was quite a nice flat with two rooms. Her housemate was already asleep by then. And I was being sneaky until she told me that she's an adult, and me too. It just makes no sense to tiptoe or be quiet while going back to her place.
So, I joined her in her room after taking off my shoes and jacket. Washed my face using her cleanser and so on. I thought I would be left sleeping on the floor with a blanket, but she nicely invited me up to the bed to share with her.
And as I got on the bed with an open blanket, I finally saw something I would never ever expected.
A matured woman's voluptuous body that hardly shows you any flesh or cleavage, could turn out to be so freaking huge. For a moment there, I am wondering what cup is that. That folded underboob of hers... If it was pushed, could simply go to E or F if she wishes.
(I'll continue if you guys enjoy it.)
Please continue.... I already open my can of beer to cool myself down while waiting...