Smoking corner girl

[MrHengHeng888]

Originally Posted by DegenerationX

From the title, I thought which club got smoking corner gal where they will help you to light cigs....

HELP you light cigs and later... LIGHT up your xiao di di too better?

[naturegreen]

No more updates?

[bergkamp]

K la I try. But this is considered a live update so quite risky whereas I read some stories are only related retrospectively like 'a few years later'.

Some months ago i started work at my new place and though I have been cutting down on smoking since getting married, the stresses of a new job got to me and inevitably I picked up the habit again. Initially the first few times were rather routine. Go down, pop a soft drink, and puff 2. Now and then when there are colleagues then make small talk tell people your last company, whether you like it at the new place so far, etc. Besides the smoking crowd at my office building really nothing to shout about. Not like some places either a bank nearby or some money broking firm where the smoker chicks usually dress quite provocatively so I didn't have any expectations, ie eyes not on autoroam just keep to myself.

One day, this chio bu caught my eye. 1.68m at least. Legs from Changi to Jurong. Hair brown, quite heavily made up, breasts not sure cos her neckline has never been as...

Shit, wife wake up...

[bergkamp]

Sorry. Continuing...

Breasts not sure cos her neckline never been low. But the bloody hemline always super high one. I'm sure she knows she got solid legs so she's always showing them off. So of course I beo left right centre but never catch her attention. She perpetually blank stare or busy sms-ing maybe playing Candy Crush or something. Damn I was thinking to myself. She's really dam chio must come down and smoke more often.

Over next few weeks I go for a smoke hoping to see her. Not everyday lucky. Some more new job so better not eat snake so often, can't possibly be away from office for too long. Weeks turned into months where I simply could not stand just beo-ing from afar. I had to have more. But she wasn't a colleague. So how to talk to her? What I used to share with friends was how to empower yourself. And one of the ways to empower yourself is to treat this world like a forest you are taking a walk in. See a fruit on the tree, just take. See a clear cooling waterfall just take off your clothes and swim naked. Act like you are the only one in this forest and you can possibly live without or with much lesser insecurities in the real world. And here I was looking at this 'fruit'. Clearly I want a bite. And I must practise what I preach.
Few days later I see her again and then somehow it dawned on me that I may have seen her before. Even before I saw her at the smoking corner I had already seen her somewhere else.

Someone's wedding! Nab ah!

Then came the next problem. So what? And was I really sure? What if I ask then kena blank stare wah lau super malu. Haven't been in the game for a while ever since paktor the last few years and got married recently so feel quite rusty. Then the standard nervousness and the heartbeat also a bit faster. Why was I experiencing this? To me I know from experience that I only feel this way when I think she's super chio and dam my type. And deep down inside to be fair to myself I knew I needed to approach. No doubt about it.

But really rusty man. After coming to this conclusion I see her 2 more times without doing anything. Si bei hum chee.

Then one day I went about my business as usual. I find a comfortable corner, not too densely populated by other smokers and I light up and enjoy my smoke. Then I looked down at my phone to whatsapp in some of my group chats. Suddenly I hear footsteps of high heels and out of reflex I look up and there she is. Oh my god. She's gonna give me butterflies in the stomach again. Then the next thing I know she stands behind me! Of all the places she can park herself she chooses to stand behind me and the smoking area is actually quite spacious. This made me even more nervous but at the same time I knew I had to start the engine somehow. Take off or crash land at least I know I started the engine. I had to psyche myself: 'c'mon dude. You've been here before. Some u manage to pluck up the courage and look where it got you. Pretty interesting story to tell right? Some u totally let go didn't do anything and they walked away. Are you gonna let this one walk away? You've been beo-ing for a few months already now it's time for action see if you can make your life a little more interesting or not!'

I pretend to shift my stance so she is now within my peripheral vision. I check her out and she's not on the phone or playing her Candy Crush! She's just staring into space, or, is she looking at me?

Did a quick countdown from 3-2-1 and then went for it. I take a step towards her and ask, 'hi, do you know xxx?'

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[acidicavex]

Camping next update

[LovePotion]

so long no updates liao

[yossarian]

C'mon rusty or not, you must be fearless!

[asdfghjkl]

any updates?

[bergkamp]

Sorry been busy. Plus the fact that really nothing happening right now so not sure if most of the bros prefer I wait for real development instead of posting the minute non-sexual details...

[bergkamp]

'Xxx? Err, Ohhh ya yes I know, how you know her?'

Then I proceeded to tell her how I remembered she was at the wedding and when I saw her smoking a few months ago I actually knew it was her but didn't approach cos she always seemed busy on the phone. Actually wanna say what I remembered about her was her thong that all the guys at the wedding were perv-ing at through her figure-hugging dress that left little to imagination, though most guys would still imagine anyhow.

The conversation we had was rather inane, mostly dropping names, albeit unsuccessfully. Bright side of that was it meant we didn't have common social circles and from the look of it I don't think any guy in my situation would expect that too. Somehow i forgot who blurted out about weddings and we both found out we were married. We exchanged our wedding dinner experiences and our honeymoon highlights. Some part of me was wondering, 'I think better steer clear of this topic, getting a bit weird'. She was also getting a bit awkward so I thought better 'exercise cut' and proceeded to tell her ok gotta go back up and we went our separate ways.

Inside I was still in two minds wondering whether I did the right thing by not asking for her number the first time I talk to her. Now how? Got to hope to bump into her again lor.

Sigh.

[bobbyk]

any more????

[KhunnTey]

Don't dilly dally bro. Take her number la!

[bergkamp]

What's the price for acting cool?

Suck thumb and camp out everyday hope to see her again lor. For the next few days and over a week was really just get drink from pantry and prepare to smoke 3 sticks wait and hope. So many things were going through my head. Sorry for the bros here who prefer to find WL F&F but I dam dig the anticipated buildup before a potential onz. In one of my earlier chapters of my life story, got one I actually had to KYC more than 10 times before we hold hand. I like the gf feeling la even though that one was married and there was only gonna be one thing on my mind.

Finally after more than a week. It was my 2nd stakeout of the day. After that gonna go back office and pack up then go dinner with the wife. I just finished my 2nd stick wondering whether or not to go up. Then I light up and there she is! I thought ho say liao. This time must talk and somehow get number. She stands at her usual corner and I walk over. I say a casual oi and she rather politely closes the cover on her phone. I take that as a sign of willingness to make small talk so I ask her some bo liao question and she proceeds to talk. Then not sure if she running out of things to say but suddenly tells me something quite personal about a friend of hers. I decide to change the topic and move on to something lighter. Can't remember much of our 2nd conversation except it didn't end as abruptly as our first. This time she waited for me to throw my cigarette before walking back into the building together. On the way in I say, 'next time I go smoke break I will call u. What's your number?' Obligingly she gives me her digits and I store it in my phone.

Best. Phone sms/whatsapp always the best way for a shy Singaporean guy to flirt and test water. Shall see where this is gonna take me. From most bro's stories I've heard, I have seldom come across any 师傅 who can approach, talk cock, make her laugh, escalate frame, touch, bridge physical gap, then next thing you know your little bro is in her mouth and she is kneeling down on the concrete floor of the Multi-Storey Carpark next to the neighbourhood ATM where you first said hello. In fact I have only heard of one such guy who managed this. Personally I've never met him before but if he can convince my friend he sure can convince me. Probably cos my friend has seen him in action before when they go clubbing. But he also say this bugger say hello until desensitised already. Claims to have bedded more than 500 girls using this no-second-thoughts rule but also admits to having fucked some dogs before just to prove the theory right. Any bros here like this 师傅？

Again to act cool I go quiet for a few days, weekend included and then the following Monday I whatsapp, 'good morning!' A few minutes later I get a rather enthusiastic 'GOOD MORNING!' in return!

Shit wife wake up like last time. Till the next time!

[DarkAsh]

Keep going TS! .. you are building the story up nicely

[bergkamp]

What started out as occasional smoke breaks every few days became a daily affair. Inevitably we found we had so much to talk about that most days we would see each other 2-3 times, sometimes even for lunch and coffee too. For about 2-3 weeks this was the routine. I didn't say hello to have a new smoking kaki. I wanted more. I had to think how to progress to next stage. One thing I found intriguing was we had 2 different types of conversations. One face to face, was very staid, just talking about work and colleagues and our respective spouses. The other, on the phone, in between our smoke breaks was more interesting. She would send pics of herself when we were bored and her pics would vary. Sometimes she would smile suggestively and sometimes she would pout. Any bros here got similar experience where your target behaves like this, having double conversation?

One day she told me about this experience she had where she went to an aesthetics surgeon and sought consultation. Doctor was an old man in his 50s and there wasn't a nurse in attendance. She asked if he felt she make her chin sharper and enquired on fillers using fat from other parts of the body to inject in the desired areas. He then asked her in return where the fat could possibly come from as she was quite slim. Being the vain ah-lian she was, she replied tummy because she still felt she could do with a flatter stomach. Then he told her 'let me have a look at your tummy'. When she was telling me this story I was thinking, 'what the hell, Lao tiko tan tio liao'. And there was no prizes for guessing what that meant because for the past 2-3 weeks we have been meeting to smoke, she is always wearing a one-piece, which can only mean one thing...

Without giving her time to react he orders, 'lift up your dress'

Like a deer caught out in the headlights she was taken aback and didn't know how to respond. He motioned for her to lift the whole fabric all the way up to her chest and that would have meant a visual feast for him. She then meekly replied maybe there's not much fat in her tummy and perhaps her
thighs might be a better option. He looks at her and decides not to push it so he quietly agrees and repeats his order to lift her skirt. She lifts it barely a few centimetres and her mid thigh is exposed. Remember her skirts are short so she really didn't lift up much to reach mid-thigh. Sensing this was not enough the surgeon orders 'higher!' and she obeys. This goes up to upper thigh, almost the same hemline as a mini denim. Seeing how compliant she was after he backed off from the initial request of seeing her tummy he decides to instruct one more time..

By this time her skirt is hiked up to panty level. As she contemplates if this is right or wrong, he revels in her confusion, taking the time to study the lines on her lace panty while fondling her thighs on the pretext of 'finding fat'.

She said he actually went quite high up and very close to 'that area' and it was a 20-30 seconds she can't wait to forget. She also said she has never told anyone about this incident.

Waaa I become confidante already ah?

Am I in the friend zone already?