Power trip

I was helping a friend to run an event when I received news from Gabby by text: 'power out. am in complete darkness. u know what to do?'

I straightaway rang her and said: 'you need to go to the main fuse box, switch everything off and then switch on the main. Then, slowly switch the rest on one by one'

She tried, but said: 'I don't have a torchlight, I need to use the handphone light.'

About 10-minutes later, I texted her to see if things were ok. She said, 'no'.

Gosh, if Gabby was alone in the dark, it would be a waste. I should have been there now.

But I was more than an hour away and yes it was not just raining cats and dogs, but it was raining dinosaurs and dragons, with the lightnings at all. I could imagine how freaked out Gabby would be. Urrrgghh.... why can the rain wait for a bit and let me get there first. To Gabrielle's home first, I mean. I would most certainly bring me torchlight there. I mean, if at times like these you can't use your torchlight, then what do you have it for.

And I would only switch on the lights from the fuse box which powers the fridge. Then I would bring Gabby to the fridge, open the fridge door, and then start to make out: and we'd use all the maple syrup, milk, jam, butter, sweet cream all over our bodies and make sticky love.

So a power trip, bring it on, Gabby!

Earth Hour with Gabby

I sent a text message to Gabby: 'Want to know how we could spend Earth Hour?'

We went for a swim in the pool at my condo. And after the other couple left, I suggested to Gab, 'want to go topless? It's dark out, and no one else will know.'

'Hmmm.... u going to go bottomless?'

'Maybe.'

'You first, then.' she said, while giggling away.

'Very funny!'

'Well, you want me to go topless, you go bottomless!'

'Gosh, I wonder why I hang out with you!'

'You love me!!'

And then she removed her top, and said, 'well, get on with it?'

Oh... Earth Hour with Gabby was so much fun!

I need a massage, too!

I sent this message to Gabby:

'Gosh I need a massage'

She replied: 'I can't now, but maybe later?'

'Sure, thank you'

'After I massage you, can you then massage me? I need a massage, too!'

'Sure thing, Gabby!'

'Full body massage?'

'All the way'

'We order some pizza?'

'Yes, can'

'Will be late, my last client is at 8pm today'

'No worry, I am not going anywhere'

'I'll bring the massage oils'

':-)'

'c u later :-)'

A last fling?

I think Gabby is getting jealous of my prolonged involvement with Cindy.

Gabby wants me all to herself. No sharing. She wants me to be hers and hers alone.

So, as soon as I shag Cindy one last time... then Gabby, I am all yours!

Happy now Gabby darling? Love you!!

I need a massage

Received this text message from Gabrielle:

'Hi, my potential investor has done a runner. So stressed now. Need a massage to release the stress. When are you free later today?'

Too bad for the investor, and so good for me!

Turning her on....

In numerous love-making and sexual intercourses with Cindy, the best part is the beginning: turning her on.

When we meet, we normally catch up on happenings at work, business, a bit of gossip, and stuff.

Normally, we would lie on the sofa together, and will talk while she's resting on my chest. While talking she will be running her fingers across my chest and on regular intervals, will rub my nipples.

I will, in turn, run my fingers through her butt-crack (just the top portion) and on occasions, run my fingers a bit further down, and stroke it upwards.

This we do until she says, 'let's go upstairs?' to where the bedroom is. Cindy... I love your body and your cravings for sex!

The check-out girl

While we are checking out from a hotel after our love-making, we couldn't help but to notice the check-out girl's curiosity of us. I mean, we checked in at 6pm, and checked out at 9.30pm as we couldn't spend the night together in the hotel due to work the next morning.

This check out girl, Melanie, was tall, very good looking, and wore a sharp suit.

Cindy and I later conversed about her.

'Nice girl, good looking, long and slender fingers!' I said.

'Yup' replied Cindy.

'Think she knew what we were doing?' Cindy asked.

'I am sure she knows, coming out all showered after just 3 hours in the room which was charged the full rate'

'I hope she doesn't think I am a prostitute?' enquired Cindy.

'Hah! A high class one! A call-girl, like an upmarket hooker..... escort girl?!'

'Hmm'

Think Cindy liked that thought. Afterall, she was dressed like a high-class hooker that day.

'Think you would like a three-some?'

'Meaning?' asked Cindy.

'How about having the hotel girl with us next time we have sex here? Should be nice....'

'You want?'

'Yeah! Imagine doing you, then doing her, you can watch. Take a video?'

'I don't mind'

'Really?'

'I am open'

'Think we'll have to pay her?'

'Don't know. Maybe.'

'Ok, we'll see. We better keep the hotel number handy, in case!'

'Good idea'

Wow! I am so looking forward to having Melanie!

She's turned on!

I think Gabrielle is very turned on with the prospect of me dumping Cindy for her.

I know that she knows that I am thinking of getting into her pants. And I am thinking of it, very often lately.

Whenever we meet, she comes unbuttoned showing her coloured bra inside her shirt, and on occasions, the borders of her lovely boobs. And she knows that I am looking!

So, how would we make this happen?

In an exotic city? She has asked me to join her for a business trip in China sometime middle of the year. Hey, the hints are getting louder and clearer. Okay, Gabby, I hear you. And I am so responding.

While I am unsure about the China trip, I am thinking of our first love-making session as follows:

Nice room, maybe a lovely hotel room.

Bring her back from a dinner and drink.

We start off with steamy kisses and work from there. Unbuttoning her, I would then gently unhook her bra with one hand while kissing her neck and shoulders. On removing her bra, I will then kiss her breasts so lovingly and take it whole in my mouth, caressing them while stroking the other breasts, fondling the nipple till it is erect! And then interchange the left and the right until her tits are swollenly erect.

Then, I'll lay her down, remove her clothes and give her a massage with Body Shop's massage oil. By now, Gab should be in heaven. I will massage her hands and palms. Then, turn her around and press her buttock bones with my kness to relieve the stress there (This I learnt from a Thai massage girl in Phuket.) And massage her back and shoulders. Last would be her head: scalp and forehead.

At every opportunity, I will kiss her lips and plant small kisses on various parts of her body.

I will hear her with 'Mmmmmmmss, Aahhhhmmm,'

And then, while stroking her thighs just at the right spot and kissing her boobs, it's time to slowly spread her and blow gentle streams of air on her jenny, kissing it on occasions. Once it starts to ooze, I will enter the pleasure-craft inside. Maybe a raised-dot condoms will add to her pleasure.
Then, we will snuggle up under the blanket and sleep off the affair.

Wow... Gabby, you are so on!

I'm gonna dump Cindy

I think the following series of text messages really turned my Gabby up!

From me: 'How was your day so far? Must be dead-tired after a hectic day today?'

Reply from Gabrielle: 'Ya man! Tired! Taking my dinner now'

From me: 'Good news: I am going to dump Cindy and go for Gabrielle!'

From Gabrielle: 'Real Cindy?'

From me: 'Well, it's not her real name, but yeah let's dump her. You like that?'

From Gabrielle: 'Wonderful news! ;-) '

Hair-cream

Did I tell you that Cindy has very lush hair? As in soft lush hair on her bikini zone?

Soft, dark and lush!

There was once, we didn't have a condom when we were together. And she was at the peak of her cycle, and we were certainly not ready to have a kid.

To minimize contact and possible conception, we just played with each other. Then when it was out, we decided that her lush hair would need some hair-cream.

So, I dripped the ooze on her and massaged her.

Then we slept it off, and when we awoke a few hours later, the hair-cream had done it's duty: the hair were all stiff! How we laughed!

All the while I am thinking, how do I get behind her. That's my ultimate fantasy.

ps - we ensured that she took a pill that day itself.

The cycling eposide

It has been more than 2-years since the cherry night we spent at the hotel together.

Ever since, Cindy has grown more experienced sexually, and in the last encounter, since she was having her period, we couldn't not have sex, as in it didn't make sense to enter inside of her.

But I needed to get out, badly. It was weeks since I came out as we were so busy with our work and had no time to meet for a drink, even.

So Cindy said, 'here, put your boy in between my thighs' she said while taking the swollen boy somewhere in the centre of her thighs. She closed her thighs tight and then began cycling! Within minutes, I was in paradise!

And she cycled and cycled, and then I came out, groaning so loudly that she had to shush me! 'Ssshhhh..... not too loud, honey.'

I came out all over her thighs, even splashed healthy amounts of me mini-me on her abdomen area, up to her little cute boobs, which glowed ever so invitingly.

Then, she laid me down, split my legs and sat in between. Then she placed the oozing boy in between her lush boobs and massaged it for an hour.

I fell into deep sleep.

I woke up later, with her sleeping on my chest. Love the boobs on my chest. Love Cindy!

Which part did you liked the most

I sent Gabrielle a text message to ask her to check out the blog about her. The following are the messages:

To Gabrielle: Check out blogsite for Gabrielle.

From Gabrielle: I just couldn't stop giggling as I read this at Starbucks.

To Gabrielle: Which part did you liked the most?

From Gabrielle: Every part was good. It could become real, though.

To Gabrielle: :-) sweet dreams.

Not that stupid bastard!

Gabrielle is an ambitious woman, in her mid-30s, and very gorgeous. She's a dream come true for any man! Trust me you will agree when you see her.

This morning I received a call from her, where I was taking a short break after washing my car. 'Hey, I need help. NOW! Am in a bad situation, something bad is about to happen'

'What happenened?' I quickly asked her, thinking that she could be in some trouble.

'I am in OneWorld Hotel, I was having an appointment with a VIP man, but I think he is not being too honest about our meeting. He has arranged the meeting in a suite. His driver is asking me to go to the room now. I don't know what to do.'

'Oh shit! Are you okay?'

'I am very scared, I am so lost. What should I do?' she said very pleadingly asking for help.

I was stumped and for that moment, lost for words. Damn, this is bad.

Then she came out with an idea, well, she is equally smart as she is gorgeous: 'Can I tell the driver to tell his boss that my "husband" is going to join us for this meeting as well?'

'Husband? You don't have a husband?'

'You be my "husband" and come over her quick.'

'It will take me at least an hour. I haven't even showered after washing my car.'

'Hey, I about to be possibly sexually abused here, and you are thinking about your shower?'

'Ok, ok, I will come out now. How are you going to tell him?'

'I will tell his driver now. But you need to come quick.'

So, off I go and wash up quick and put on my short sleever shirt. No time to shave even.

I drove like a maniac to the hotel. As I arrived, I gave my car to valet-parking and quickly rang Gabrielle.

'Gabby! Where are you now?' I asked amidst my heart pounding inside my chest. I was really afraid, and was anxious.

'In room 1967, but you don't have to rush. I am on my way down now.'

'Huh?'

'The bastard left for another meeting when I told him that my husband is on his way. I think he acted out with his driver to say that an urgent meeting came up. He said to me that he will meet us again another time as he had to rush to an emergency meeting.'

'Come down now. Quickly'

I waited for her at the elevators on the Lobby level. When the lift door opened and when she emerged, I just pulled her in relief, and we embraced, while almost crying. We were so happy to see each other. 'So good to see you. You okay?' I whispered to her ears. 'I am fine. Thank you so much for coming. Was so scared just now.'

We embraced for a bit and then held hands while walking slowly to the lounge area and sat down. We were just quiet. But we held hands.

And then we talked about the encounter, trying to absorb the situation. We calmed down after a bit, and then started busting out in little giggles after starting some small talk about work, and current politics.

But the encounter was still unresolved in our minds, so we had to talk about it further.

'These bastards, just because they are rich and powerful, are so drunken with money, power and desire. They think they can just trick anyone to do anything they want' Gabrielle commented.

'Do they think we are stupid? And so lucky that you live nearby. I shudder to think what would have happened if you were not around. Thank you. I love you. I love you.' she continued.

Then we decided that in future she wouldn't take any apppointments with a stranger, if not in a public space or in their office during office hours.

'That bastard, thought he could have sex with me, getting a room in a hotel and all' she said rather gingerly.

'Who the hell does he think he is? Ugly old horny bastard. Fucking arsehole. I feel so embarrased and so used by him. Stupid bastard'

After another moment of silence, we spoke a bit again, laughed, cried, and embraced again. It was support she needed now.

As we started to get up an walk, I offered to walk her to her car at the basement car-park. We walked still holding hands and when we reached her car-park bay, I got her seated in, and said to her 'Have a nice day now, Gab, and remember, no going to no hotels for meeting with VIPs from now, ok? If you need to go, bring me, your "husband" along!'

'Okay, thank you again. Thank you sorry for the trouble'

'No trouble, Gab, you are my darling'

'Thank you.' Then we exchanged a sweet smile at each other, relieved that she was fine.

As she cranked her engine, she rolled down the window and said, as she started to drive off: 'Okay, see you soon. And hey, you know what? I would rather have hot steamy sex with you anyday, but not that stupid bastard'

Maybe I should do an IVF

A neighbour in the condo I live in, on the 7th floor is my target for my first ever anal sex experience. She has one kick-ass ass! It's a wowzer! Generous and fleshy! I know so.

I have been having conversations with her whenever I meet her, say in the elevator, or on the way to the car-park.

Once I texted her to ask for a ride to the train station which she passes every day on her way to work.

So, we spoke about various things during the 15-minute journey.

The topic of children came up. 'I am 42 years old, no boyfriend, no husband. But I love to have children. I have checked with the doctor and they say I can do an IVF'.

Huh? IVF? Why stick a syringe down there? How sad. The eventual baby will also be a depressed one!

You see, when a baby is conceived, it's because the parents are madly in love with each other. Or at least have passion during the process of making the baby.

So, how do I pursue this one?

Think I will also throw in: 'IVF will cost you so much money. I know where you can get this for no cost at all'

Magdelene, here I come. And after I have deposited the IVF stuff into you, I will turn you around and yes, I will enter your ass while cupping your big breasts with me palms.

Now that's how a baby is made.... no IVF!

My favourite moment

My favourite moment when having sex is when I am already inside, and whilst humping, have my chest rub against the nipples. And it is very important to rub with a fixed frequency. I love these sensations! It starts the process of reaching an orgasm.

Cindy knows this well. Each time we make out, she will deliberately rub her nipples on my chest and slowly whisper to me, 'Like it'?

Ah... she has come a long way in knowing her man and what he likes.

While this is pleasuresome perpetually while making love, the ultimate pleasure comes from me being on top and during intense gyration and humping to reach orgasm for both of us. And I control the frequency while occasionally looking at the my chest rubbing on them.

Cindy watches the whole affair in the mirror of the closet opposite the bed.

Her favourite, I think, is when she runs her fingers along my butt-crack and with each stroke, the erection gets harder!

Life's good for us!

I don't speak to her no more

Selina was a friend whom I helped with planning her wedding.

During this course, I spent quite a bit of time with her friend, Sheryl, who worked in an agency as the office manager. Yes, your very regular office girl, very starved, sexually. How do I know? Guess I was starved too, at that time.

A year after Selina's wedding, I sent her a text message asking for Sheryl's number, because when I misplaced my phone, I lost her number.

To which Selina gave me, and then asked me how were things going, because I did tell Selina that I intended to pursue Sheryl and get in her pants. Selina was cool about it.

In that time, Sheryl and I used to meet on occasions, and in one of them, had sex. But it wasn't as good as you would expect. Hey, not all sexual encounters end happily, right?

See, Sheryl was too shy about the whole situation although she was starved sexually. 'I haven't had sex in years', she confided as she related her story of a broken relationship.

When we were making out, and as I was working my hands inside her blouse to unhook her bra, she pushed herself away. And then said no.

Typical male response from me, 'Why'?

She got out of from the bed and just ran into the bathroom and slammed the door. But my bathroom door lock never worked. So, I opened the door much to her shock and she yelled, 'what do you want from me?'

Stupid question, I thought. But she was very upset.

'What's the matter, you. I thought we were having a good time. I really want to make love with you. And you want to, too'.

'We don't love each other. You just want to have sex. I am not that kind of girl'! She protested. 'Get out! Get out! Go'!

'Can you please not shout, this is a condo, everyone can hear you. What's the matter with you'?

I reached out to her, while she was struggling to hook her bra underneath her shirt but she just avoided me. Guess she was pissed, but at who? She could only be pissed at herself.

Avoiding eye-contact, she said, 'I am calling my cab driver'.

'I can send you back, no problem, But what is the problem. Can we talk about this'?

'Don't want'.

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So when I asked Selina for her number, Selina texted me:

'why u want to talk to her?'

I replied: 'well, maybe after a year, we could re-connect. Kiss up n make up? :-)'

By now, I just rang Selina on her number, and after a quick catch up about her married life, asked her about Sheryl.

Selina said to me, 'well, something's happened between us that I don't speak to her no more. By the way, did you manage to sleep with her'?

'Almost, we were petting like crazy and I kissed her cleavage, had her unbutton her shirt. But nothing beyond. Did she say anything to you'?

'No. Why should she. It's her problem, isn't it. You mean you two didn't have sex'?

'I thought of calling her. Maybe she's cooled off'?

'I don't know. I just don't talk to her anymore'.

So tune in for some very juicy encounters with Sheryl!

If you were in Fanstasy Island?

Remember the late Mr. Roarke from Fantasy Island?

If you were in Fantasy Island and could have anything you want, what would your sexual fantasy be?

For me it would be simple. I am listing it as follows and we will explore many of these as we go along in our journey of Once Every Seven Minutes!

My sexual fantasies:

Like how Michael Douglas had the fuck of the century with Sharon Stone in their movie almost 2 decades ago. I can't remember the name of the movie but I recall how Sharon was on top of him, took him inside and made her juicy boobs so available for Michael to feast on. Yes, I would like a girl on top. Doing the humping and sending me to heaven!

Sex with a married woman with children? Oh... you would love the fantasies I have with a certain lady named Bonita.

And of course, I have a craving for anal-sex. So gotta get this one done soon, real life!

Sex with a woman who is pregnant. Never had this privilege so, we'll see.

Too much to fantasise of?

Yennie the car-sales girl.

This morning, the following conversation took place in my mind:

'Hi, heard from my boss that you are looking to order a new Suzuki SX4?' beamed Yennie, the Suzuki car-sales girl with painted finger and toe nails, a typical girl perhaps 25 years of age.

She doesn't know yet how to flirt with her customers, but then I certainly do know how to flirt with a sales-girl.

She was the sales-girl who sorted out a previous purchase of a Suzuki Swift. Yes, she did bungle up a couple of simple no brainer paper-work and didn't follow through with the case in a timely manner, but she can be forgiven... looks does help with men, especially if the man is hopeful, for god-knows what.

So I replied, 'Yes, girl, I am in the market, just don't know when I would go on with the order. You know, I need to sort out the money thing. So, is the boss assigning this case to you?'

'Yes, boss asked me to follow-up and see how things go?'

'But I am also in communication with another salesman from Mofaz'

'But I think you should buy from me since you also bought your Swift from me last time?' she answered earnestly.

'Well, what can you offer?' I asked.

'Anything you want!' she replied.

Now this is where it goes tricky for the bloke.

'What do you mean, anything. Like you can't give me any more discount that what's allowed. So, what's your offer'

'Well, erm.. err..'

'Yes?'

'Errmm. nothing'

'What is it, tell me'

'You can sleep with me, once. I know you enjoy looking at my legs and butt... And... my breasts are big, beautiful and firm. My nipples will just stare at you. I am sure you want to see them, right? You'll love them. So, I'll let you have sex with me, okay?'

'Hmmm.... that sounds so much better, are you sure about this?'

'Yeah but I can't give you full discounts, okay? I also need to make my money. I myself need to buy an SX4 myself, also don't have now! So you help me and I help you, okay?'

'Okay, but if I am not ordering now, can I claim the free gift first?'

'Maybe next week, but don't ask me to do take it in by the mouth, ok? I don't like the taste. Ok? You can lick but I won't suck. And of course, you must use condoms.'

There you have it. Of course this conversation never took place in the actual world. But the mind is a wonderful and powerful thing, isn't it.

Did you bring some?

Cindy is a colleague from work, a single 36 year-old girl, good looking with a lovely cut of a body.

We have been flirting using sms text for a while now. We were already at the stage of calling each other darling.

One day, she rang me and asked, 'I have won a voucher for a night's stay at Pan Pacific Glenmarie. Would you like to come along'?

'When'? I asked.

'Voucher's valid for 2-months... so we've gotta use it by end of November'.

She said it clearly: we. We! So, I am so in.

So I said to her, 'well, in 2-weeks'?

'ok, I will check and make reservations', she answered.

Moving closer to the date, we communicated and were growingly excited about the 'naughty weekend'. I must admit, that for me, it was the first ever naughty weekend. I previously proposed a naughty weekend to another girl, but she wasn't into it.

On the day, I had a meeting till 4pm, but before going into this meeting, I stopped by 7-11 to get some supplies: bottled water, some snacks to nibble, and of course, a pack of condoms. Afterall, I was going to get it, tonight!

The meeting can't complete fast enough. And when it did, I dashed off.... driving earnestly to the hotel. On the way, I picked up some pizza and a bottle of Coke from Domino's.

Cindy had checked in an hour earlier, just after 3pm.

On arrival, and after parking my car, I rang her mobile, 'What is our room number'?

'1226'

I got in and first thing that caught my eye was the king-size bed! One king-size bed! Yes, I was definitely sleeping with her tonight!

After a shower, I came out of the bathroom wrapped in the white towel and then put on the bath-robe provided in the room closet. 'You want to go in for a shower'?

After the shower, she came out wrapped in her towel as well. She too, slipped into her bath-robe. In between I figured out, that she wasn't wearing anything inside! Not even her panty, even! Hmmm... My mind was already running. I was getting a hard-on and had to position my legs to ensure it didn't show.

We watched some TV, and then had our pizza at 6pm. After some drinks, I asked her, 'so, what do you want to do tonight'?

But before anything, we were already kissing. And we kissed like anything. So beautiful it was. Her lips were so.... so... hmmm.... Kissing and kissing. I was on top of her. She was enjoying every bit of this.

Then we sat down and kissed some more. We couldn't get enough.

'Can I undress you, darling'? she whispered as I was kissing her neck. I was inching my was slowly to the juicier parts of her body.

'Yes' I whispered back, kissing her chest now. I could feel her breasts now, and I was in heaven!

I untied my bathrobe and within seconds, she removed it! And I replied in kind! Within seconds later, I removed hers and was kissing her lovely breasts. The nipple on the left had a hair-strand which was a bit of a put-off, but I focused on the bigger picture. She wasn't ashamed of her body. Her pubic hair were, however, lush and beautiful.

I caressed her breasts so lovingly, and I got her laid below me again. She was in a state of trans! Her eyes were closed while rolling inside. Mmmmmsss.. and aaahhhhs were all I heard. Very subliminal.

By now I was dripping myself and dripped some on her tighs. She opened her eyes and said slowly, 'did you bring some'?

'Yes, yes... it's inside my jeans pocket. I'll get it okay'?

I asked just to be sure: 'You want to make love then?'

'Yes, but I am unsure. This is my first time. I heard it's painful when having sex for the first time'?

To be continued!