Girls of the past and in my life - story

[Unrepented]

Hi all,


I have been reading the threads in the forum and find it enjoyable. Sometimes having a good laugh at the humor of the members here, after a tiring day's work. So, I thought it would only be fair that I contribute my fair share for the enjoyment of others too. Please forgive me for my england which is a bit rusty from the recent years of staying in China.

The first few paras are the yadah yadah on the self intro and sets the background of the story.

Chapter 1

This is my first story or a series of episodes. I am a thirty something bachelor who has to travel overseas for work assignments on a very very frequent basis.

Customs officers commented that my passports "like a dictionary", because they have trouble locating the entry clearance stamp. (I do put post-it tabs but they fall off sometimes...)

Anyway, base on past teenage experiences till now, girls consider me above average in most faulties. And they say I have a very innocent boyish look; "If I murdered someone and hand myself over to the police, the police will die laughing from disbelief" that type...lah.

It has been quite a number of years since I started travelling, and all these years shuttling from Singapore, US, Europe and China. We buy technologies from the US and Europe, R&D and manufacture in China, and attend meetings back at HQ in Singapore.

As usual, I asked for feedback form during my flights, obtained the names, and gave a good feedback to the SIA air steward and stewardess. If by a stroke of a pen, I can contribute (however small) to a fellow salaried man/women's career, why not? So most of the cabin crew who flies that particular route knew me. Whenever I meet them, I just nodded with a smile. Social chat was kept to the minimial and I maintained my distance.

It all happened during one of my trips from Singapore to Shanghai. And usually,I choose my seat at the last two rows, center aisle, towards the tail end of the aircraft which is near the rear "kitchen" and toilet.

During this particular flight while I was trying to catch a nap, a middle-aged singaporean made continuous attempts to chat with a particular stewardess who I will address as Janet.

I have met this stewardess on several of my trips between Shanghai and Singapore. And on arrivals to singapore, I used to bum into her at the queue for Taxis.

My take on her age is about 24 years old. Janet has black shoulder length hair cropped like a chinese doll, looks abit like the hk actress "Vivian chow", porcelain white and healthy skin, about 1.65m tall, hour-glass figure, and a nice milkly white cleavage as testament of her firm 34-36C pear-shaped breast, the projection of the SIA girl image.

Much to our liking to think that all stewardess are bitchy, after all the stories from "someone". Janet was a contradiction of a bitchy sterotype. What strikes me was Janet's finese, elegance, non-pretentious disposition and hardworking attitude she consistently displayed on several flights.

Well, maybe because of her physical attributes and the sterotyping of air stewardess were the reasons that the middle-aged singaporean male whom I will address as "lao chee ko" kept pestering Janet at the rear kitchen; to reveal the name of the hotel that this cabin crew will be staying in Shanghai, duration of stay, the activities that Janet planned, etc.

And this "lao chee ko" kept boasting about his knowledge of china and shanghai city. And offered to bring Janet for a city tour.... (yeah, sure...and after the city tour....tour up her saron).

For my own amusement and curiosity, I wanted to see what the very thick skin "Bua Ya" looks like. So while sitted at the aisle, I just turned and looked into the kitchen while the curtain was up. The man was like cornering Janet towards the tail end of the aircraft.

At that split second, the man seemed to notice that I was looking, he froze for several seconds, face flushed with signs of embrassment...muted by guilt, I think.

Janet looked at me like a helpless and annoyed damsel trying very hard to hide her displeasure with arms folded in defense.

Sensing the embrassing state of the situation, I unbuckled the seat belt ..(I good boy or not?), stood up and discovered I walked like John Wayne towards Janet (backside abit cramp after three hours in the seat).

I stood behind the "lao chee ko", looked over his shoulders (luckily I am taller than him..he..he) and asked Janet to help me with the controls for the inflight entertainment at my seat. So she gladly followed me to my seat, half seated against the right arm rest, leaned forward and pretended to explain the controls of the gadget.

I whispered to her: "Tough and sticky.. huh?" Still pretending to teach me, she smiled, leaned closer towards me and whispered a gentle "Thanks". The scent of her was captivating, I could feel her body heat radiating from her face, neck and creamy bossom, probably the increase in body temperature was a product of the annoying situation in the kitchen.

And there is a God at 20,000 feet. We hit a sudden air turbulence..... half seated on my right arm rest with remote control in her left hand, Janet lost her balance and fell to her left, towards me.

Instictively, I grap hold of her left upper arm with my right hand, and tried to hold the front of her right shoulder with my left hand to prevent her from losing her balance.

Janet managed to extend her right hand and grabbed hold of the backrest of the front seat. And my left hand ended up holding on to her right waist and I pulled her towards me.

In this split second process, fingers of my right hand was compressed between the flesh of her left upper arm and the side of her left creamy breast.

And the back of her left forearm rested between my legs, her left hand still holding on to the remote control, pressed firmly on the seat in the space between my inner thighs. Luckily, missed my little bro just by an inch...phew.

Janets breast was just below my eye level. Though unintentional, I caught an eyeful of her semi naked creamy breast. In that down blouse position, her boobs were slightly hanging sideways and away from the confines of her black bra. Just mananged a fleeting glimpse of her right pinkish aroela.

Janets left forearm rubbed and banged against my manhood due to vibrations caused by the air turbulence. And my right hand though compressed by her firm delicious flesh, could feel the vibrations of her soft jucy glands in her left breast.

The back of my right hand and fingers were rubbing against the side of her heavy breast during these vibrations. The combinations of sensations reverberated through my whole being.

Her body heat, scent, rubbing of vibrating flesh.......didn't want it to end

The turbulence ended as sudden as it came. Janet stood up, her eyes looking away, whispered a soft gentle word of appreciation. And she proceeded down the aisle towards the cockpit, away from the kitchen.

I didn't know how the "lao tee ko" survived the air turbulence while standing at the back in the kitchen.

Finally, we landed in Shanghai - Hong Qiao airport.

Being the cool guy, I am always the last few to alight......


To be continue.

Please feel free to critic. Tks.

[meder]

good start.. do carry on

tks

[dormant]

Thanks for sharing. Please continue.

[Zakanara0312]

Wow Bro, from the way u narrate in your writing, your English still very powerful, in my view.

Very nice story build up. Camping here liao.

Keep it coming.

[Owen7]

Another nice thread in the making. Please continue

[eeemen]

I love stories abt stewardesses . Thanks for sharing!!

[jimboi]

gd story there, bro! pls update!

[Unrepented]

Hi Bros,

Appreciate the encouragements. But is this style too detailed? Or you prefer the summarized type.

Sorry, have been donkey years that I wrote compositions...he..he. Too much report writing now, so not so fluz and boomz.

Please give me your perferences before I continue with my true encounters and incidents.

Thank you and duo duo zi jiao

[CyberRod]

Bro... I think this style is good and you are doing great... Please carry on...

You remind me of my days when I need to jet about too... But lets yours first...

[DarthRevan]

Good start...please continue

[Unrepented]

Ok bros, just finished some work that I brought back home...now brain cannot wind down and sleep.....insomnia...sigh. And the story continues......

Chpt2

So I took my stuff from the overhead compartments and walked towards the exit near the cockpit. The whole passanger compartment was empty except for one or two crew member guarding the other exit doors, and majority of the crew were stationed at the main exit performing "passengers send off".

And guess what, the "lau chee ko" was at it again....pestering Janet (Vivian chow look alike...almost). The two of them were standing near the emergency exit at the mid section of the aircraft, no one was nearby.

Janet looked at me while I approach, I could hear him asking the same old questions :"which hotel she is staying, go for a drink and he show her around....yadah yadah".

And I could hear Janet replying firmly that "All flight crew share the same hotel..period" and not volunteering further information.

When I walked pass the two of them, Janet gave me the usual smile and standard send off, while trying to hide her annoyance cause by the irritating plumb crockroach I call "lau chee ko". (I thought "aiyah..don't waste time lah..dui wo men nan ren the lian (shaming us, males)...behaving like hungry puppy...beyond the door also many meimeis")

It was against my better judgement to intervene as I thought to myself, because Janet seems to know how to handle the situation from the way she replied the "lau chee ko". So I just nodded and returned the smile, exited the passenger cabin.

Fought my way through the immigrations...this took about 30 minutes (i don't jump queue, good sillyporean), and down to the baggage collection belt.

Again God was with me...again....he..he. There she was, standing next to the belt waiting for her baggage? That was odd since flight crew goes through a seperate clearance system from passengers.

I gave Janet the curious look :"Where's the rest of the pack (fligh crews)?" I asked. Janet greeted me and sensing my curiousity, volunteered to explain that she has a special package that she need to collect. And that the rest of the flight crew had already left in the hotel mini bus, she dont want to hold them up while she awaited for her package at the belt. (Anyway, the mini bus cannot wait at the passenger pickup point, just for info).

And Janet told me she will be staying at the Sheraton....... very much to my surprise and joy which I tried to hide (I very good at acting cool one..he..he). I was thinking to myself....."I didn't ask her? Why she tell me for what? Wah...she don't tell "lau chee ko" but she told me lei...(I began to feel proud liao)

Trying to satisfy my own ego, my brain started to perform multi-tasking. I tried to analyse the reason why Janet told me where she will be staying, while at the same time, engaged in small talk with Janet at the baggae retrival belt.

Then EURIKA!!!!...don't need Sherlock Holmes to help me solve...."Janet knows that I am aware of her full name through the SIA feedback forms that I submitted, and now the name of the hotel she stays....like that can find her room number liao!!!!!"

And to add to the final topping, I will be staying at Sheraton too!!! So I told Janet the coincidence that I am putting up at the same hotel and that I can give her a lift to help her save some taxis expenses.

Janet thank me and rejected my offer

I thought to myself "Wah lao, I zhi zuo duo qin lao"......sian lao.

Janet's package came before mine. She picked up her package and waved good bye :"See you and thanks for the help". Yep, there goes the babe...

So we proceeded seperately to queue for taxis (chu cu che) which was uneventful. Through the late afternoon traffic jams at Puxi, Janet managed to reach the hotel first.

I met Janet at the hotel check-in counter. Janet was in the middle of the process, she greeted me....shy and half suspecting this "coincidence".

Janets suspicions were not to last..... when the hotel staff confirmed my companys advanced hotel reservations for me, I could sense the relieve in Janet.... through her body language.

Janet shook her head, smiling: "Such a coincidence". And was more bubbly in our conversations thereafter, while we waited for our key cards to our rooms.

"So David (me, but in smf not my real name lah), how long will you be staying in Shanghai?" asked Janet

I was to stay for three weeks, while Janet will be spending two nights in Shanghai on a morning flight back to Singapore on the third day.

"Well, you must be tried, I'll catch up with you?" I said as we walked to wards the elavator which I wish is thousands of mile away now (sigh..army 2.4km complain siong, sian Cha Bor time, wish elevator is 24click away...men...or me at least..he..he)

We exhanged our room numbers and handphone inorder to try fixing up a dinner appointment wherever convienent for both of us amid my work schedules and location.

Once I reached my room, I gave her a call on the pretext on confirming that I got the correct room number of hers....(I know...so lame of me...bo bian mah..Hammer the iron while it is HOT).

[Unrepented]

Chp 3

Janet had plans with her roommate to go shopping after a quick shower. Since I had nothing to do until the next day, Janet invited me to tag along.

I took a drag of Malboro and waited at the hotel lobby. And Janet appeared, while I was just half way through my cig (2 mins). (This type of woman good, won't make you wait and wait, as if it is their god given rights... I like her more liao.)

She did not put on any cosmetics, dress in a sleeveless white singlet, biege cargo pants, and carried a haversack. The singlet out lined Janets figure, contoured her heavy 34-36C pear shaped bossoms retrained by her sports bra (I know sports bra when I see one), and exposed her smooth milky white shoulders and firm arms that banged my little bro just afew ahours ago. Just that sight of Janet in white singlet showing abit of cleavage was a torture and good PCC material....control...

So we took a cab and went to "Xiang Yang" fake goods market. Janet and her roommate confessed that they always shop here and try to make some extra pocket money by doing "small trading business" while overseas and at the duty free shops. And so I offered to bring them to my regular shops to get better deals and help them bargain.

The market was very crowded, from time to time Janet would bump into me...her shoulders rubbing against my arm and chest. And so I became these two women's "sword and shield" in that crowded jungle (I felt like hero liao).

In less than a day, numerous events unfolded as if it has been planned long ago by some divine entity, helped develop and seal the good impressions that Janet have of me. I can see it in her eyes, for they are the windows of the soul.

The crowded market place escalated the affinity between Janet and I. Janet began to walk closer to me now, and subconciously grabbed my forearm with both her hands whenever there are higher human traffic, like a little lamb wandering in the jungle....with a sense of yearning for security. I left Janets roommate to the wolves....and all my consiousness was centered on Janet.

There were numerous short instinctive instances where I made light butterfly contact with Janets smooth milkly arms and shoulders with my hand, and pull her towards me to shield her from the human traffic. Janet (Vivan chow lookalike...siok) responded by leaning towards me....(I see (die) liao,now in heaven...he...he) and once again I could feel her body heat...and drank her womanly scent......my heart beat like a secondary school teenager.

In retrospect, I think Janets roommate did sense sparks was about to fly as she gave Janet that kind of look.

I thought to myself:"Ok, now can switch from hunting mode to butcher mode and plan for the kill liao." But something in me just prevented me from further evil thoughts.... I know I just cant bear to hurt Janet...is this love in the making? "Wah lao, my collegues call me "Chu Liu Xiang" lei, how can just fall like that?....damn failure"...... the brain is knowing, but my flesh and heart is weak.....sob sob...

After approximately two hours of shopping and fulfilling purchase orders, the three of us left for dinner as hunger took over. I thought of bringing them to "Wai Tan" (like esplanade) overlooking the "WangPu" river, but reserved it for tomorrow night as I have plans to bring Janet..... Just the two of us on a romantic night at "Shanghai Tan"....my fingers crossed....the "Ye-Shanghai" song started ringing in my brain....thats tomorrow night.

So the two ladies and I dined at a small local chinese french resturant. We didn't drink any wine during dinner, just some soup, bread and pasta. But my mind was already drunk from Janets intoxicating scent, and the tease of fleeting body contact with her smooth milky skin when we were at the market place. That left a lingering tingling feeling with my little brother, called kukujiao.

However hard I tried to focus between Janets eyes when we converse, inevitably, my eyes would stray and rest on the smooth milky white skin of her delicate ears, neck, nape, shoulders and arms, and her full heavy breasts straining against the two layers of smooth elastic fabric that coverd her pink aroela, and other delicious mysteries yet to be exposed.

I guess Janet may have noticed my struggles, but she didn't give me the disgusted or disapproving look. I know my feelings and lust for this woman is growing by the minute, excabated by her positive responses and signals.....

It's a torturous feeling....but I am enjoying it....maybe I will allow myself an indulgence in Janets sweet torture...and let it end this way...immortalize this feeling and let it reside in the inner most recesses of my memories for eternity......or should I clear my doubts on the affairs of our hearts and satisfy my carnal desires.......

To be continued..critics please for my improvement......got to go to work....yawn...cig break first and kopi o...yawn

[Unrepented]

Yo bro, would like to read yours too....babes from SQ, BA, CA...?

Originally Posted by CyberRod

Bro... I think this style is good and you are doing great... Please carry on...

You remind me of my days when I need to jet about too... But lets yours first...

[Ngengheng]

Good one awaiting for chapter 4.