Count backwards, 5 4 3 2 1,
Before you get too heated and turned on,
(This guy) You should have learned your lessons all them times before,
You've been bruised, you've been broken
Then there's my mind sayin think before you go through that door
It could lead to nowhere
(This guy) Has got you all romantic, crazy in your head,
Do you think I'ld listen,
No I don't care
Cause I can't focus I can't stop,
You got me spinning round,
Round, round, round (like a record),
I can't focus it's too hot (inside),
You'll never get to Heaven if you're scared of getting high
Boy, boy,
Let me keep freakin around,
I wanna get down,
I'm a red blooded woman,
What's the point in hanging round,
Don't wanna keep turning it down,
When this girl wants to rock with you
My conscience saying, get down off this dream,
It's too dangerous and deadly,
(This guy) Has got you talking round in circles
Can't you see, all for the sake of sexy (You're loving it)
Then there's my sense saying
Stop before you fall, I don't wanna pick you up again,
(This guy) Has got you all romantic, crazier each day,
Do you think I'd listen,
There's no way
Cause I can't focus I can't stop,
You got me spinning round,
Round, round, round (like a record),
I can't focus it's too hot (inside),
You'll never get to Heaven if you're scared of getting high
:: Kylie Minogue :: Red Blooded Woman
Peak hour. I'm in the MRT and it looks like I'll have no choice but to stand all the way home. I'm holding on to the metal pole to keep my balance but as this song (above) blasts through my brains, in my head I am swaying my hips wildly and rubbing myself against the pole, feeling reallyyy sexy. This song always has this effect on me.
Apart from Kylie, another Aussie clouded my mind.
The view from the 29th floor was splendid. I love getting high, as in, being in high places. Kinda explains since I love roller coasters and anything 'aerial'. We've had to postpone a couple of times cos I've been busy with classes and job interviews. Actually, I wasn't too keen at first cos he's Aussie. You know about me and Aussies. A bad experience left me rather 'scarred'. When I first started out, I had my first Aussie 'call' and when he saw me from afar, he texted me to cancel cos I was too big. Ass! I already told him that I was on the larger-side. Which part of LARGE did you not understand? Bitch.
That was my first ever rejection. The one and only though. But one time too many. Hurts.
Back to Shenton Way - as soon as my cab reached the lobby, I dropped Nate a text - "I'm here".
The place was fuckin corporate. I could see my reflections on the marbled floor as I clackered purposefully through the concierge, trying to quickly navigate my way around and look for the lifts without arousing suspicion. The lift lobby was no less challenging, each different lobby only led to specific floors.
After figuring out the right elevator, I quickly jumped into the snazzy cabin and searched for button '29'. Half an hour has passed since our designated appointment time. Good. I'm early. (tsk.. tsk .. what will I do with this tardy ass).As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I looked left and there he was. How did I know it was him? I don't know how but I always do. I never know how my 'clients' look like prior to the meeting but when I see them, I just would. Perhaps it's a hunch. Could be their aura. Maybe it's that look of anticipation on their faces. And it's true what they say about first impressions. The crucial first 7 seconds that seal the deal. For me it's 3. That is when I'll know if he likes me enough from his immediate reaction. If he thinks I'm cute or if I'm too big :P That is also why I always insist that I get my hair done before every appointment, even if I know I will get late. (Heh. Still trying to defend my tardiness)
Nate was as he described - 31, blonde, blue eyes, athletic body. I don't know what was his first impression of me but I abso-funkin-lutely know what I thought of him. HOT, HOT HOTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!! with a money back guarantee *sizzzzlesssss* I tried not to look too pleased and supress my excitement but as I walked towards him, I thought - why the fuck would a guy this freeeeaaakin' hot need to pay to get laid??!! It seems more like I should be paying him to fuck me. Geeez!
From the estatic look on his face, I knew our first impressions were mutual. I have to say I feed off the excitement on my 'clients' faces and as Nate grinned and greeted me with 'Hello' in potent Aussie accent, my confidence grew and I just knew I've got him around my fingers.
Nate had earlier promised a vacant office, but I didnt expect it to be THIS vacant. The office space was about 1000sqft if not more. The flooring was raw cement without any tiling, with nothing else but a few swivel chairs stored in a corner and a medium-size conference table. The windows were lined in grand order to flaunt the majestic view of the Singapore business district.
And there was Nate and me.
The boy stood around looking a little lost, like 'What should I do now?'. There is a possibility this could be his first time with an escort. I approached him, stood really close and rested my hand on his chest.
"Sorry I'm late", I said with an apologetic grin.
"We have 20 minutes before I have to run off for a meeting", he whispered in my ear.
"Till then..." Our lips locked and we snogged like long lost lovers on 'High School Musical', as I worked my charm.
I've always enjoyed snogging carrot-heads (read: also known as 'Ang Moh' aka Caucasians) better. Don't mean to discriminate or to put down the local men but really!!! The local men need to get a tutor or something, or perhaps at least more practice. Maybe its cos they are late bloomers and start late so they are not that good compared to the more experienced carrot-heads? Maybe.
Nate settled on one of the swivel chairs and I bend down to kiss him some more. I love his blue eyes. Then I heard him whisper as I feel his hands creeping under my blouse, trying to reach for my tender plushness that is already peeping out of my black bra.
"Oh my god, you are so sexy..."
Meh? Sure. *rolls eyes*
I took the bold move befitting a belle de jour, took off my sheer blouse and gave Nate the 'honour' of pulling down my lace thong and unhooking my bra. It feels rather liberating to be standing stark naked in the middle of a wide open space with full sunlight. I must have come a long way to have finally been able to feel comfortable with my own body, embrace my flaws and stand in front of a complete stranger. As Nate cupped my 40Cs, I whispered in his ear,"Is this what you had in mind?"
"Of course," he replied, "...and I love your pictures".
My pictures? Gee, thanks. *lol* (Of course I didn't say that out loud)
After a few good minutes of suckling, squeezing and nibling, Nate then followed suit to unveil his schlong as I went down on my knees and do what I do best. He requested that I be extra gentle as his is very sensitive.
I teased him gently with my tongue. Even that made him pull back at times.
"Not before you," he said as his right hand reached down to softly stroke my clit as I continue to run the tip of my tongue along his shaft and when he least expect it, sucked him whole. In response, Nate shoved his finger up my pussy and made me quake in sudden pleasure.
I let out a little moan and Nate kissed me softly to shut me up. The office was deafeningly quiet that I could even hear myself swallow. Our little oohs and ahhs punctuated every move. Next he ordered me to sit on the swivel chair and then I lifted my legs apart with him inbetween as he pulled our chairs together. Nate played with my clean shaven pussy some more till I was drippin wet. Then he humped his rod inside me but quickly pulled it out. He did that a couple of times.
"Are you teasing me, or yourself?" I asked.
"Myself. God, your pussy feels so good...".
(Thank God but please leave Him out of this!)
He shoved his member in again and quickly pulled it out and before I knew it, he was jizzing all over the floor like a fireman with his hose.
I thought of lapping it from his tip to conclude the episode but considering that he's a sensitive one, his brains might explode out of his skull so I let him off. I glanced seductively at Nate who was all shagged from don't-know-what and reminded him,"Next time, I want it in my mouth".
Bravo! Mission accomplished within 15 mins. We both got dressed, he handed me my stash, and we both walked out of the office like innocent baby bunnies. Nate walked me to the lift and kissed me goodbye on the cheeks. *swoooooonnnn* I still think he's really reallyyyyyyy cute. A year ago, I would have died of excitement if he had even looked my way. *weeeeeee* A cute guy just kissed me.
Oh ya. And we just fucked too.
p/s: Together, we can show the world why there's nothing like Australia. Explore YOUR Australia!
