kaspa80
28-05-2014, 09:26 PM
It all started about 5 years back. I was working for a local bank under a Malay boss. I was in my late twenties, single, just broke up with my ex, slightly below 6 feet and weighed about 75 kilos then. Looks wise was above average as my father was French and my mother was Chinese. I could speak fluent French besides the normal Malay and Chinese Languages.
My boss realized that I could bring in the figures and he gave me a free reign in the management of the day to day running of the branch. He was mostly outside but I suspect that he was busy frequenting spas, massage centres and going to karaoke. Anyway, one day, he asked me to pick up his wife who had just came back from overseas. I was about to tell him no as I had to see a client but could hear another lady voice in the background screaming at him. Realizing I had no choice, I resigned myself to having to go the airport which is an hour drive away. As my boss was above 50 years old, I did not have much expectation on his wife. He did not discuss with me about his family life nor did I ask him as it was not polite to do so. Anyway, he sent me a photo of her through mms and her phone number.
To my surprise, she looked hot and was petite in size. Not more than 5 feet 2 and probably weighed about 43kg. Looked about mid thirties with big eyes, flawless complexion, decent rack with B cup and legs that was endless despite her height. Anyway, the photo could be deceiving but my mood was slightly better. After calling my client to delay the appointment, I quickly drove to pick her up. Kanasai, I was stuck in the never ending KL jam and was delayed by another 45 minutes.
I finally reached the destination and saw the familiar figure in the photo. Wow, she had shoulder length hair and it was wavy black in colour. She looked even better than the photo that my boss gave me. She was dressed in the simple t-shirt and a short jeans. Her curves were obvious and I instantly had a semi erection. Guess I was lonely due to my breakup and was starved of sex for the last 6 months. Gave her a call and bingo, it was her. She saw my modest car which was a Proton Inspira then and got into the car. Straightaway, I could get a whiff of Chanel perfume and she smiled at me. My heart almost melt as I looked at her baby face. There was no wrinkle on it despite the fact that she should be in her thirties. Introducing herself as Felicia, we then started some small chat about her husband and myself working under him. She also added that she is his second wife as his first wife left him for another man about 15 years ago.
Throughout the chat, I maintained my composure and continued to peak at her whenever I had an opportunity. Her rack was hidden by a black bra which was waiting to burst and my leering eyes later went over to her flat navel which did not show an ounce of fat. I also saw how well kept her fingernails and toe nails were, perfectly pedicured and manicured.
We reached my boss house which is a semi detached house in the outskirts of KL. Being a gentleman, I offered to carry the luggage in. Continue to ogle at her like a wolf but did not have the courage to do anything besides look. I was sure that she noticed but pretended not to know.
Once inside, I carefully placed the luggage and politely said I have to leave. Michael, why don't you stay for a cup of coffee? My husband just sms me that he will be back late as usual. She sounded bitter and looked at me as if I knew the answer. A lump went into my throat. Part of me wanted to stay and another part of me said you will be fucked and out of job if you stayed.
To be continued:)
My boss realized that I could bring in the figures and he gave me a free reign in the management of the day to day running of the branch. He was mostly outside but I suspect that he was busy frequenting spas, massage centres and going to karaoke. Anyway, one day, he asked me to pick up his wife who had just came back from overseas. I was about to tell him no as I had to see a client but could hear another lady voice in the background screaming at him. Realizing I had no choice, I resigned myself to having to go the airport which is an hour drive away. As my boss was above 50 years old, I did not have much expectation on his wife. He did not discuss with me about his family life nor did I ask him as it was not polite to do so. Anyway, he sent me a photo of her through mms and her phone number.
To my surprise, she looked hot and was petite in size. Not more than 5 feet 2 and probably weighed about 43kg. Looked about mid thirties with big eyes, flawless complexion, decent rack with B cup and legs that was endless despite her height. Anyway, the photo could be deceiving but my mood was slightly better. After calling my client to delay the appointment, I quickly drove to pick her up. Kanasai, I was stuck in the never ending KL jam and was delayed by another 45 minutes.
I finally reached the destination and saw the familiar figure in the photo. Wow, she had shoulder length hair and it was wavy black in colour. She looked even better than the photo that my boss gave me. She was dressed in the simple t-shirt and a short jeans. Her curves were obvious and I instantly had a semi erection. Guess I was lonely due to my breakup and was starved of sex for the last 6 months. Gave her a call and bingo, it was her. She saw my modest car which was a Proton Inspira then and got into the car. Straightaway, I could get a whiff of Chanel perfume and she smiled at me. My heart almost melt as I looked at her baby face. There was no wrinkle on it despite the fact that she should be in her thirties. Introducing herself as Felicia, we then started some small chat about her husband and myself working under him. She also added that she is his second wife as his first wife left him for another man about 15 years ago.
Throughout the chat, I maintained my composure and continued to peak at her whenever I had an opportunity. Her rack was hidden by a black bra which was waiting to burst and my leering eyes later went over to her flat navel which did not show an ounce of fat. I also saw how well kept her fingernails and toe nails were, perfectly pedicured and manicured.
We reached my boss house which is a semi detached house in the outskirts of KL. Being a gentleman, I offered to carry the luggage in. Continue to ogle at her like a wolf but did not have the courage to do anything besides look. I was sure that she noticed but pretended not to know.
Once inside, I carefully placed the luggage and politely said I have to leave. Michael, why don't you stay for a cup of coffee? My husband just sms me that he will be back late as usual. She sounded bitter and looked at me as if I knew the answer. A lump went into my throat. Part of me wanted to stay and another part of me said you will be fucked and out of job if you stayed.
To be continued:)