ONS- One Night Stand

[goodpartner]

Originally Posted by Faidenk

Imagine my disgust and trepidation the next morning. I had to peep out the common corridor to ensure none of my neighbors were around to see her go. Me, the stud, always seen with pretty young ones, with this Ah-Soh! That was the last time I went to that coffee-shop. I will end the story now. I suddenly have this urge to wash my mouth out.

Bwahhhaahahhhaaaaahhha....

Bro, this is a good one to share! I can't help bursting into such a loud & prolonged laugh, my next door ah-soh neigbour peep-in my house (my computer at the living room). Then I laugh even louder on sight of her... hahheahhhahhaaa!

Good one man!

Hope you feel much better after pouring this out!

[goodpartner]

Originally Posted by flirt king

...get a prety one than it's 1st prize, get a ugly fat bitch then it's consolation only but still better than to PCC yourself.

Okie, not just laughing at others but here's one at myself too

It's been some years back, but this encounter never fail to amuze myself even now. Quite a plain straight plot but here goes.

I was young back then when you can still use Microsoft Netmeeting to browse a list of online people and "ring ring" them for private chat. Being cheeky, my "description" reflect that and so is my nick (goodpartner, yeah!).

During those time, the internet is not as tainted as it's nowadays, that's where I got some of the most unforgotable ONS encounters. Defence level is lower, people are more willing to chat on phone later and even meet up...

One of which is a lady who stay in the west. The story begins when she rang me up one day, we chatted online a few days (I was quite good at that) and exchanged a pic. Wow, not bad looking - it was a passport type photo that only shows the face.

Then we exchanged phone# and OMG, she has one of the sweetest & sexy voice (yes, that combination) - The fact is that she is a REALLY NICE talker, I mean very intellecture and mature in thoughts, very joyful, very very relax tone, we talked about everything over the days. She is like my GF whom I'm never met in person.

Naturally, the topics of sex was a regular one; it's no surprise we have had phone sex where she'll moan into the phone (imagine that voice) and even put the mic near enough for me to "savour" the sound of her juice when she masterbate! This is one hell of a horny gal I must meet one day - remember she looks good too!

The thing is that we've some sort of an agreement that we'll remain as such and never should meet. That's how the pend-up feelings grow over the weeks as one can imagine...

On one occasion, I was near her place in the west (she stays in HDB) and I rang her to say I happen to be near by, wanted to at least take a "peep" at her from the street (looking into her window). After some reluntancy, she obliged but only managed to see the upper porton of her body (actually just the head) over the window while I'm at the street level - she stays in high floor (I think 11).

Anyway, we decided to meet one day.

She was working in a one of those small CDC office in a community center. It was a saturday, she arranged a timing where her boss has knock-off from work (noon) and alone... This left little for me to wonder why, and so I was all prepared to meet this wonderful, sexy, intellecture, pretty, yada yada...lady whom I've spent over 2 months on the phone! Imagine how close we can be, at least on knowing each other... the pend-up excitment, the reality... mind blogging. I was at my best dress and all.

Once outside the office door, I peeked in the window and overheard that sweet voice on the phone; that's her voice right, heaven! But shit, there's a partition and I can't see her. So I called her and inform of my arrival, after some shy deliberation, she say "come on in...".

(to be continue. You guys may have guessed most of it)