Let a rich ang moh client fuck me while my ex boyfriend [M22] I [F21] waited at the food court

Last Thursday, we had a meeting to discuss a campaign at his office in Raffles Place. My ex boyfriend knew about it. In fact, he suggested I wear this super tight, short dress the kind you’d wear to Zouk. “See what happens,” he said. I was so turned on by his encouragement.

The meeting went “well.” The client (call him David) invited me for a drink at his club nearby. I texted “Going for one drink with client. Meet you at Lau Pa Sat in an hour?” He replied: “Okay. Have fun. ;)”

David’s club had a private lounge. One drink turned into two, and his hand was on my thigh. He whispered about how exotic and beautiful Singaporean girls are. I was soaking wet thinking about my boyfriend sitting downstairs, eating satay and waiting for me. David didn’t waste time. He pulled me into a private restroom, lifted my dress, and fucked me against the sink. It was so reckless and dirty. He was huge, and I couldn’t help but scream. He came on my stomach, and I cleaned up quickly. I walked downstairs to Lau Pa Sat maybe 45 minutes later, my legs still shaky. was at a table, finishing his chicken rice. He looked up at me, smelled the sex on me, and his eyes were blazing. He paid, took my hand, and we practically ran to the MRT. He fucked me in the disabled toilet at Dhoby Ghaut station. The risk of getting caught was nothing compared to what I just did.