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My Wife’s Boss, My MistressChapter 1A bit of history so as to put brothers here in the correct frame of mind. People, time and places are changed to protect those involved as well as to maintain their privacy.I recently got remarried last year and my wife is a malaysian, working in a d**g company as a sale manager. We met in a Sales Convention here in Singapore and hooked up. That story will remain untold. To cut the long story short, I was invited to a company dinner as my wife doesn’t want to sit alone in a boring dinner with her boss. At that time I did not know that her boss is a female and she is a hottie.So we dressed and I put on my best suit since I don’t want my wife to be lau kui. Usually I am more comfortable in jeans and polo. We head down to Fullerton hotel in my wife car (I don’t own a car since I travel more often on an airplane). Since we were early (I drove quite fast… Hehehe), I parked myself at the lobby lounge and ordered a cup of coffee while my wife go hunting to see if any of her colleagues have arrived yet.I set myself to scan mode, looking around to see if any good looking chicks are around. Sad to say, none catches my eye. My wife came back and collected me to go to dinner. We sat down at a table with most of her colleagues. Needless to say, my eyes were roving around. People in the d**g sale line will know what I mean. The girls dress to kill… My wife compared to them, actually dresses quite conservatively (but by normal standard, is already quite daring). I was introduced to everyone around, some of them are alone, some are with their date or husband. Sometimes I wonder why, at least my wife’s sales team, are mainly women??? There is one foxy lady in her late 20s (I think) by the name Rosalind, who held my hand longer than usual when we shook it. I was lastly introduced to Twinkle. Needless to say my breath was taken away slightly. She is a gorgeous looking mid 30s lady. She has chiseled cheeks making her look a bit aristocratic, maybe a bit of mixed blood. Her height is around 1.60 and she is decked out in a flaming red bare back dress that reaches almost to her butt. I catch myself before I tried too obviously trying to peek to see if I can catch her butt crack. My wife gave me a pinch to bring me back to this world again. I noticed a big diamond ring on her 4th finger so obviously she is married. However she sat alone so I guess her hubby isn’t around.Company dinner is ok to my books, nice food, good entertainment. What makes up for the evening is the way the ladies (at least those who are there by themself) trying to dig information about myself, where I am working as, how I knew my wife and so on and so forth. Most interestingly, Twinkle did not ask me any question but sat there looking at me (or is it me and my wife?) with her smoky eyes. These type of eyes are what I termed as bedroom eyes, her eyes can speak thousand words. I felt a chill run down my spine as if she is trying to gobble me up with her eyes.I made an excuse to go to the gents and grab a much needed cigarette. I felt someone following me and it was Twinkle. She noticed that I was smoking and asked if she can bum one from me. I shoke out a cigarette and lighted it for her. Her long and manicured fingers gripped or should I say caress the cigarette while she smoked. I am hard pressed to find words to describe how she hold the ciggy, but seeing is believing. Needless to say, I am a bit turned on by the way she held it.We smoked quietly and dumped the ciggies. I told her I am surprised to see that she is a smoker. Twinkle told me that although she work in a d**g company, doesn’t mean that she live a healthy life. Furthermore, her work load is quite stressful and this is one of her outlets to destress. I asked her, so what are other methods that she uses to destress as I also smoke due to stress. She looked at me with her smoky eyes and did not answer my question. I knew the answer but I did not voice it. We went back and just in time to pick up my wife and we drove home.Chapter 2The following week, I got an SMS from a number I didn’t know. The message goes like this: Hi, know that you are somewhat of an IT expert, wonder if you are able to help me with my home notebook? I replied asking who is this since I don’t recognise the number. The reply: Twinkle. Sorry if I am disturbing you, it is alright as usually my comp is handled by my hubby. But he is away.I replied, Sure, not a problem. But I only fool around with my computers doesn’t make me an expert. At most I can tell you what is the problem but may not fix it.I called my wife telling her about this request and she wasn’t surprised as she gave her boss my number as her boss was complaining that she cannot work from home as her home comp is down and have to spend so much time in the office. I was thinking, wah… ho say liao… Goat meat delivered to tiger’s den. Little did I realise that, who is the tiger and who is the goat? I made an appointment to meet Twinkle at her office carpark since I am driving my wife’s car. So she can pick it up and go home while I hitch a ride with Twinkle.Didn’t realise that she is actually driving a BMW 7 series. Damn nice car… makes me wonder if I am in the correct line of Sales since I noticed a lot of high end continental cars parked in the car park. Twinkle thanked me for my time and apologise for the inconvenience caused. I replied that I am free anyway plus my wife will be working late as she is rushing out a new proposal for a new d**g. I vaguely remembered that my wife need to attend some convention overseas soon due to this new product.We drove off and head to Twinkle home. She lived in a large house (should I say mansion?) I told her that she has a nice pad, she just türkçe bahis smiled and say it is just a roof over her head. Furthermore she didn’t pay a single cent as the land was inherited from her hubby side and he paid for the rebuilding of the house.She offered me a drink, which I only wanted ice water. She showed me around first (I supposed no matter who you are, you will always want to show off your own pad). Finally she guided me to her study where she kept her notebook. She told me the symptoms of her problem, how it either freezes or just go blank. The problem sort of went off after she tried rebooting but now it is getting worse and sometimes it refuses to work even after one full day of rest. I fired up her computer and it gave an assuring BIOS test screen before a short beep and boot up. Twinkle came in with a glass of ice water and she has changed to her house clothes. I guage her to be around 34B 25 32 (which i confirmed later on to be 34B 24 33) Not really proportionate but then still yummy. She told me sometimes it work fined but sometimes it just went south. Just after she said that, the computer just went blank and hanged. I noticed that her notebook’s fan wasn’t running even though it has been on for a while. I touched it and noticed that it is very warm. Since it is an AMD notebook, I gathered that her fan was working and the processor powered down to prevent further damage. I told her my suspicion and ask her if it is still under warranty. She told me she bought the notebook for more than 1 year so the warranty should have been expired. I suggested that since notebooks are so cheap nowadays she might as well get a newer model.Twinkle said that she is an IT idiot and her hubby isn’t much better. Wonder If I am able to give her recommendation to help her with her purchase. I told her I don’t mind going shopping with her for her new comp. She sat at her desk and crossed her legs, giving me an eyeful. I noticed her looking at me while I was oggling at her legs. She asked me if I liked what I see. I swallowed and nodded. She climbed off her desk and apporach me where I sat. She climbed on to my lap, grabbed my head and kissed me right on the mouth. It wasn’t just lip touching lip, but a twisting tongue flicking kiss. I hesitate a bit and kissed her back, matching tongue for tongue.We broke for air and I told her why she did that. Twinkle said that she is usually a good gauge of character and she knows that I have been out and around playing the field. Since both of us are married, she don’t mind having a bit of fun on the side. Her hubby has been away far too often and too long and she is feeling frisky.She climbed off me and reached for my belt. Without much effort,, she unzipped me and took out my hardening cock. Wow, she breathed, you have a forminable weapon. I am going to have much fun with it. She immediately went down on my cock and eneveloped my cock in her hot mouth. I must admit, she has skill. She knows how to flick her tongue at my sensitive head, sucking with the right amount of pressure and not afraid to take my cock into her throat where she gave my cock a throat massage.Meanwhile, my hands took off her shirt and we paused for a while as we stripped off our clothes. I pushed her to her desk and return her the favor by flicking my tongue at her clit. Her head fall back as the sensation of my painting overrode her senses. Without much effort, her pussy is wet. I rubbed my middle finger on her lubricant before inserting it into her wet vagina. I whip my finger around and Twinkle gasped as I found her g-spot. Next I just wiggled my finger at her sensitive spot bring her mewing moans out of her mouth. Suddenly, I felt a warm flow of wetness and knew she came as her body stiffened up. I climbed onto her desk and hugged herot my body. I ask if she has any condom around. She said she is trying for a baby so did not stock up but she is in her safe period so it is alright. Furthermore, she prefer it bareback since it offers more sensation.Hearing this,, what more invitation do I need? I pushed my raging hard-on into her warm and wet depth. Twinkle gasped and clutch my arm. I slowed down and asked if I caused her any pain? She told me it is just that she never felt so full for quite a while and my thick cock is filling up her vagina. I took it slowly, moving in and out in small increments.Soon her wetness coated my cock and is foaming at the edge of her pussy while I pounded into her. She came at least twice more before I shot my mini-me into her pulsating pussy and collasped on top of her. Chapter 3Twinkle drove me back to my condo after we cleaned up. She said she will call me to make a ‘date’ for us to go shopping for her new notebook. I return home to a warm dinner and hug form my wife. As suspected, she asked me about the problem. I vaguely describe the problem to her but not diving into details. I know that she gets bored with my IT stuff after 5 minutes. I suppose that she just wants to hear my voice.Nothing much happened for the next few days until Friday when my mobile beeped with a message:Hello Stud… when do you think you will be free to go shopping with me? It was Twinkle. I replied that I am helping my wife to pack her bags as she is flying off tomorrow to London for her conference. Twinkle replied, I know… I arranged that trip for her. So you think you are free after you send your little wifey off? Needless to say, both big and small head agrees that whenthe cat is not around, the mouse needs to cum out to play…I sent my wife off at Changi airport Terminal 1 since she is taking a BA flight. She gave me a kiss and a tight hug and tell me not to be naughty and get enough sleep… Hehehe… She doesn’t know how naughty poker oyna I am going to be… But never in her wildest thoughts will she think who I am going to be naughty with.I waved her good bye at the entrance to the Customs and see her walked off, wiggling her tight and sexy butt as she goes. I took out my phone and messaged Twinkle. The coast is clear, the mouse is cumming out to play. Where you want to meet? Almost immediately, I got a reply. Now would be a good time. You cumming over to my house to pick me up? I am too lazy to drive. From the airport to Twinkle’s house, usually would take about 20 minutes on a normal traffic. I reached there within 10 minutes. I tooted my horn and her gate opened to allow my car in. Saw her waving from the balcony to come in. She is wearing some figure hugging t-shirt that stretches over her nice perky bosom. I am guessing she is wearing either hot pants or some very tight and figure hugging shorts… I am only half correct… When I saw her inside her house… She is wearing something tight… but it wasn’t her shorts, or any shorts to say, she was just in her panties… and not just any panties, but a g-string!!!Seeing her tight buns wiggling at me when she walked is more than enough to raise my cock to it full glory. I grabbed her from behind and carried her into my arms. She gave a small yip and settled herself into my arms. Encircling my neck in her arms, we shared a tongue twisting kiss while I walked her to her living room sofa. Her sofa is more like a daybed, very deep and covered with deep cushions.Remembering an old saying that you have to dump the girl on the bed or else she will never listen to you. So I supposed doing that won’t cause any harm so I just dumped Twinkle onto her sofa. She let out a squeal, then I jumped on top of her and smother her with my body while my hands and lips are busy making love to her. Her hands are not idle either. She quickly unbuckled mybelt and loosened my jeans. Digging into my shorts, she quickly rubba rubba her hot nimble fingers on my hard cock. My hands left her breasts and travelled southwards until I reach the forest of honey. I rubbed my finger through her g-string and is quickly awarded by a low moan and a popping out clit. Not sure if brothers here have encountered a clit that protrudes out from a girl’s pussy? Twinkle does. I played with her clit through her g-string. I supposed the extra friction from the material brought her orgasm quickly as she suddenly stiffen and her hand that is holding my cock gripped tightly, almost squeezing the blood out from the cock head. I saw a widening wet patch on her g-string and know that I have just gave her an orgasm without even undressing her.Realising that she is gripping my cock, she suddenly release her hold on it… By now, my cock head is almost dark purple in color. I told her what she wants to do to my cock? Squeeze out the cum from it? If yes she is doing it badly. She sayang sayang and quickly strip off her clothes. I told her to leave her g-string on as I want to fuck her through it. She gave me a naughty look with her smokey eyes (Until now I can never get enough of her smokey eyes. Whenever I see that my cock gets hard almost immediately). She helped me to take off my clothes and dipped her head downwards to give me my just rewards.As usual, her BBBJ is top notch. Especially loved the way she give my cock head her throat massage. So far only one lady can do that to me besides Twinkle is Singtel!!! Needless to say, I totally lose my self control and grabbed her head while I trust quickly into her mouth. She took it all like a good soldier until my mini-me erupted into her hard sucking mouth. She swallowed it all and clean me up with her skilled tongue. We rested on her day bed naked with her lying on besides me, hands on my cock playing with it while my hands are on her perky boobs, tweaking and rubbing her erected nipples. I asked her where she learned her blowjob skills and how she can take all of me without gagging. She told me that she is actually an ABC (American born Chinese) and she got her education in States (both academically and sexually). One of her boyfriends was an African-American and all things you heard about how big they are, are true. He taught her how to go down on him without gagging and do her throat thing. Needless to say, I benefitted from her ‘education’. She also told me that among all her lovers and hubby she had, I was one of the better ones if not one of the best. Her hubby didn’t have as thick a cock as mine and he doesn’t like to do to times in a row. I was thinking his lost is my gain. If he cannot satisfy his wife needs, then I supposed he cannot blame her for ‘eating’ outside.By now, my cock has rested enough and it has regained it full glory. Twinkle turned on top of me and slid my cock into her still wet love tunnel. She gave a small sigh of content as my cock filled her up just nicely. My hands automatically went to her peaks of pleasure and started the tweaking and tuning of her stereo. As she bounces on and off my cock, her moans and pants are getting louder. Luckily her house is located at an isolated corner or else her neighbours will know she is giving her pussy a work out again. Her sounds echo around the living room as I pounded back at her, matching her thrust for thrust. A thin sheen of sweat start to appear on us as I pounded her to two more orgasm when finally we reached the point of no return and I shoot my second load of mini-me into her warm and wet womb while she cum again. Chapter 4After resting for a while, we dressed up and drove off to Sim Lim Square (my other playground). Without hesitation, I zoomed into one shop that specialized in selling Lenovo notebooks. bets10 I always like IBM ThinkPad notebooks but wsa disappointed when they sold it to their OEM manufacturer. Anyway, I decided a professional lady like Twinkle should use a ThinkPad because the design is a no nonsense design. Strictly professional… That is the feeling I get when I see a ThinkPad. Got her a T60 model and also got a behind the counter discount since I know the people there. (BTW, bros don’t ask me for discount to purchase from that shop).She seems happy with my choice of notebook and told me that I have got good taste. She always felt that ThinkPad looks more professional as compared with other notebooks. I was thinking that since she is loaded, she might as well go for something better and more stable rather than go for a fancy notebook packed with frills that she won’t be using at all.Packed up the purchases we made and she paid with her credit card. Twinkle told me she is hungry and since I have been working ‘so hard’, she decided to buy me a nice lunch. She asked me where I would like to go. I told I will leave the choice to the lady since I eat almost anything under the sun. (Not really true…. She seems pleased that I let her make the choice. So we zoomed off to Tanah Merah Country Club where we ate ala carte buffet at the chinese restaurant. Now that I have sated my appetite for both my cock and my stomach, I feel sleepy. So I told Twinkle I feel like going home to a nap.She pouted and then brightened up, suggesting that I zone out at her place. I feel uncomfortable about sleeping at another man’s bed and told her so. She smiled and called me silly, she has guest rooms with beds. So off we went back to her little hiding place.I must have been quite tired because the moment my head touched the bed, I switched off and only be awakened by my phone ringing. Feeling disoriented and lying on an unfamiliar bed, I picked up the call. It is my wife calling in from London. Outside the windows is quite dark, feels like evening time, which is about the time my wife arrives. I panicked a little as my wife asked me where am I since I never picked up the house phone. I told her I was sleeping and did not hear the phone ring (Luckily I never put my house phone inside the bedroom). Heng ah… she accepted my explaination. She says it is pretty cold here in London and everything is grey… She never liked London and don’t think she ever will be. Made some small talk and hang up the phone as she is heading for the tube.Twinkle came in saying that she heard me talking, I told her it is my wife and she just called to say she has reached London safely. I asked her what time is it? 7pm… OMG!!! I really have overslept. I told Twinkle I need to go now since it is getting late and I need to buy dinner. She told me no need, she already has cooked something for both of us. Damn… I wonder how can her hubby not cherish such a gem?We went downstairs to grab our dinner. Twinkle is a great fuck in bed but she is even a greater cook. I am looking at the spread in front of me and my mouth water. She has laid out stir-fried vege, a clear soap, a pork dish and a steam fish. I told Twinkle she don’t need to go through all the trouble for me. She said, both her and her hubby seldom eat at home but always stock up in the fridge. So if she didn’t cook, all the food will go to waste, so might as well cook for me and let me try her cooking.I sat down and grabbed a bite. It is delicious. To be honest, I would say it is as good as my wife cooking. I told her that and she teased me for having a honey mouth. I also voiced out that if I am her hubby, I would make sure she is happy since she is so good in bed, a professional woman and can cook delicious dishes. Twinkle said too bad we are both married, or else we may have made quite a pairing.This has set my mind running. I told her why not we do it this way, since we find each other quite compatible, but we are married, we have to carry on this affair on the side. This way, we will get our rewards of fucking each other out of our brains and yet we can continue to be a happy family to our respective spouses. Twinkle thought about it for a while and told me she cannot make up her mind right now as her mind is filled with the pictures of how we made love. She told me to give her some time to think about it.We cleaned up the place and I helped her with the dishes. While we are at the sink. I cannot resist fooling around with her. I start to splash soapy water at her t-shirt and she did the same to my jeans. Soon the dishes are done but we are soaking wet and the floor is slippery with soapy water. I can see Twinkle is getting excited as her face is flushed and she is breathing a bit more heavier than usual. I grabbed but due to the slippery floor we both slipped and fell heavily on the floor. She landed on top of me, knocking the wind out of me while I tried to grab her to prevent her from hurting herself.While she is on top of me, I slipped my hands into her t-shirt and grabbed her breasts. She look at me with those smokey eyes and she tore into my lips with her slithering tongue and we start out tongue fencing again. Damn this woman is insatiable!!! She grabbed my belt and loosen it together with my jeans, exposing my shorts encased hard cock while I strip her off her shorts and panties as well.Without further foreplay, she climbed on top of me and guided my cock straight into her steaming pussy. I am out of words to say how we fuck, but I think some a****ls copulate with more grace than us. We are like a****l in heat, humping and grinding our pelvis into each other, trying to put as much meat onto the other’s genitals. We swap positions with her kneeling on the floor and me shoving my raging cock into her dripping pussy.I pounded myself into a mind blowing orgasm while she fingered her steaming cum filled pussy to her own orgasm while I lay exhausted on the kitchen floor.

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