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  • Hard Earned Promotion

    [vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text]IMPORTANT NOTICE: The content on this website including but not limited to stories, comments, and user submissions is entirely fictional and is created solely for entertainment purposes. All stories, characters, and events depicted are purely imaginary and are not based on any real-life individuals or occurrences. All characters portrayed in these stories are confirmed to be 18 years of age or older.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, or real events is purely coincidental. The characters depicted are engaged in consensual role-play for their own personal enjoyment. All images used on this site are either owned by White Tofu or used under license, and are also entirely fictional. You agree not to share this material with individuals under the age of 18 or with anyone who may find it offensive.
    [/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text]Rachel was a 30-year-old Singaporean Chinese mom with one child and she had always been an ambitious woman. She had worked hard to get where she was today, as a manager at a prestigious financial firm in Singapore. Her colleagues often described her as “stunningly tall and sexy with long legs that seemed to go on forever,” and it was hard not to notice her round, plump butt that would make any man weak in the knees. She was the embodiment of confidence and elegance, and her presence in the office was always felt.

    But despite her success in her career, she had always secretly longed for something more. Today, she decided to dress to impress her clients, wearing a white dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her nipples were visibly protruding through the soft fabric of her bra-less dress. The dress was a little shorter than what she usually wore, but she figured it wouldn’t hurt to show a little more skin to her clients. She knew that her appearance could be a powerful tool in her professional arsenal, and she wasn’t afraid to use it.

    Working Late…

    Tonight, as Rachel was working late at the office, her phone beeped with a text message from her boss, Mr. Singh. He was the Vice President of the company and had always taken an interest in Rachel’s career ambitions. The text read, “Can you come to my office for a quick meeting?” Rachel hesitated for a moment, knowing it was already past working hours. But she also knew that her VP rarely called her into his office, so she reluctantly made her way to the top floor.

    She had always been aware of the admiring glances she received from male colleagues, but tonight she felt especially exposed. However, she quickly pushed those thoughts aside as she knocked on Mr. Singh’s office door.

    “Come in,” a voice called from inside.

    As Rachel entered Mr. Singh’s office, she couldn’t help but notice how bold and powerful Mr. Singh looked, sitting behind his desk in his tailored suit. He was a well-respected and successful Vice President in their financial firm. He had always been a bit flirtatious with Rachel, but she never took it seriously as she was a married woman and loyal to her husband. However, tonight was different. He motioned for her to take a seat in front of him and she obliged, crossing her long legs.

    “I’ve been watching your progress, Rachel,” Mr. Singh said, his eyes never leaving her face. “You have a lot of potential, and I think it’s time for a promotion.”

    Rachel’s heart leaped with excitement at his words. She had been working towards this moment for years, and to finally have Mr. Singh offer her a promotion was a dream come true.

    “But,” Mr. Singh continued, his dark eyes growing intense. “I need something from you…”

    Rachel’s heart sank a little as she realized what he was implying. She had heard rumors of Mr. Singh’s behavior towards his female employees, but she had always dismissed them as nothing more than office gossip.

    “What do you want?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

    “I want you,” Mr. Singh said bluntly, his gaze raking over her body. “Your round big butt, long legs, and those breasts of yours without a bra. I want to have you here, in my office, right now.”

    Rachel felt both shocked and flattered by his blatant words. She had never been approached in such a way before, but a part of her couldn’t deny the thrill that coursed through her body at the thought of being wanted by such a powerful man.

    “I can’t do that,” she said, trying to sound firm and resolute.

    “Come on, Rachel,” Mr. Singh said with a sly smirk on his face. “I know you want this promotion. And I can give it to you, but only if you’re willing to…”

    Rachel’s mind raced as she weighed her options. She knew she could refuse and report him to HR, but she also knew that would ruin her chances of ever being promoted. And her dream of owning a luxurious home in Sentosa Island would remain just that – a dream. She also knew that deep down, a part of her was attracted to the power he held.

    “But I’m married…,” she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.

    “That’s what I thought,” Mr. Singh replied, a smug grin spreading across his face.

    Rachel felt a mix of excitement and fear as Mr. Singh stood up from his desk and walked towards her. He took the initiative and pulled Rachel towards him, pressing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss. Rachel was taken aback, but she couldn’t help but feel a spark of excitement as she felt his strong hands on her body, exploring every inch of her.

    “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for this, Rachel?” he said in a low voice. “I’ve wanted you since the moment you started working for us. And now, you’re finally mine.”

    Before Rachel could reply, Mr. Singh’s lips crashed onto hers again in a passionate and forceful kiss. She tried to resist at first, but as his hands roamed her body, she found herself responding to his touch. He pushed her against his desk, pulling at the strings of her wrap dress and exposing her breasts to his hungry gaze, revealing her bare naked body that he had been fantasizing about for years.

    Rachel’s body tensed as Mr. Singh groped her breasts and sucked on her big, long nipples. She felt a wave of pleasure course through her, despite her reluctance to give into his advances. But as he began to remove her underwear, she knew there was no turning back. Rachel’s mind was clouded with desire and she found herself surrendering to his touch as he fingered her wet pussy. He also took off all of his clothes and came closer to her body. She was shocked to see a black Indian erected cock for the first time, which looked longer and thicker than her husband’s. She could feel his hard erection pressing against her pussy, and it strangely made her want him more.

    He took his time exploring every inch of her body, from her neck to her toes, leaving a trail of kisses and love bites. Rachel couldn’t resist the pleasure he was giving her and she found herself moaning and writhing beneath him. His kisses were deep and possessive, each one making her feel more desired than she ever had before.

    But Mr. Singh’s lust couldn’t be contained for long. He positioned himself between her legs, pushing himself inside her without warning. Rachel gasped at the sudden intrusion, but the pleasure was overwhelming. She had never been with a man other than her husband, and the thought of being taken by an older Indian boss excited her even more.

    His dark skin a stark contrast against her fair skin. She closed her eyes as he entered her, feeling the fullness and the roughness of his thrusts. It was nothing like the passion and lovemaking she was used to with her husband, but it was raw and carnal in a way that excited her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her as he moved with increasing intensity.

    The next hour was a blur of desire, lust, and power. Mr. Singh ravaged her body by thrusting into her, countless of ejaculations and orgasms for both of them, leaving them breathless and satisfied. She felt his rough hands all over her, his hot breath on her skin, and his hard black Indian cock pounding into her. She was filled with a mixture of pain and pleasure, and it was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

    As they reached their final climax, he released all of his Indian seed into her Chinese womb, and she could feel it warm and full inside, dripping down her thighs continuously. She had never experienced anything like this – being used and dominated by an older Indian man.

    Mr. Singh had satisfied every desire Rachel had ever imagined. As it was approaching midnight, they both lay exhausted and satisfied on the couch. Mr. Singh looked at Rachel with admiration and whispered in her ear, “You have just become my sex toy, my dear. And in return, you will get everything you desire.”

    Rachel pretended to be hesitant, but deep down, she knew that she wanted this. She wanted the promotion and she also wanted the forbidden pleasure that Mr. Singh had given her.

    From that day on, Rachel became Mr. Singh’s secret lover, fulfilling his every desire in exchange for her dream position in the company. She continued to work hard and climb the corporate ladder rapidly, with Mr. Singh’s help and guidance. And soon enough, she was able to achieve her ultimate goal of owning a luxurious home in Sentosa Island.

    However, she also carried the secret of her forbidden affair with her Indian boss, keeping it deeply hidden from her husband who was too busy with his own career to notice. For Rachel, it was a small price to pay for the life of wealth and luxury she had always dreamed of. And every time she entered her office, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation, wondering what her boss had in store for her next.

    One morning, as she walked past Mr. Singh, he whispered to her, “Let’s try something someday… Shall I invite the nearby Bangladeshi foreign construction workers to have fun with us?” He gave her a wicked grin, his eyes gleaming with mischief and desire.

    Rachel’s heart raced at his suggestion, a mix of fear and thrill coursing through her veins. The thought of being with multiple men, especially rough and rugged construction workers, was both daunting and exhilarating. She had always been adventurous and curious, and the idea of experiencing something so wild and forbidden sent a shiver down her spine. Rachel couldn’t help but feel a surge of anticipation…

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  • Janitor’s Last Day At Work

    [vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]IMPORTANT NOTICE: The content on this website including but not limited to stories, comments, and user submissions is entirely fictional and is created solely for entertainment purposes. All stories, characters, and events depicted are purely imaginary and are not based on any real-life individuals or occurrences. All characters portrayed in these stories are confirmed to be 18 years of age or older.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, or real events is purely coincidental. The characters depicted are engaged in consensual role-play for their own personal enjoyment. All images used on this site are either owned by White Tofu or used under license, and are also entirely fictional. You agree not to share this material with individuals under the age of 18 or with anyone who may find it offensive.[/vc_column_text][us_separator size=”small” show_line=”1″][vc_column_text]Jane is an elite Singaporean Chinese mom, living in one of the most upscale neighborhoods in the city. She is married to a successful businessman and enjoyed a luxurious lifestyle. She works as a financial advisor in a prestigious firm in the heart of the city and was known for her impeccable taste and stunning beauty.

    On this particular night, Jane had to stay late at the office for some urgent work. She was dressed in a low-cut white soft mini dress, which hugged her curves perfectly. Her long black hair was tied up, and her makeup was flawless. She looked like a model straight out of a magazine, with her elegant yet sensual appearance.

    As she finished up her work, she remembered that she had to grab some files from the store room. It was already past midnight, and the entire office was deserted. The silence of the building amplified her footsteps as she made her way to the store room, which was located on the maintenance floor of the building.

    As she entered the dimly lit room, she heard someone behind her. Before she could react, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her from behind. She could smell the familiar scent of cheap cologne and realized it was the old Indian janitor who worked in the office.

    “What are you doing??” Jane exclaimed, struggling to break free from his grip.

    But the janitor didn’t listen. He had always harbored a secret desire for Jane. She was the epitome of beauty to him – tall, sexy, and with a flawless complexion. He had often fantasized about taking her in his arms and making love to her.

    Tonight, he couldn’t control his desire any longer. He pressed himself against her back, his hands roaming over her body furiously. He could feel her curves through the thin fabric of her dress, and it only fueled his lust.

    “Uh… this is not right…” Jane pleaded with him, trying to push him away.

    But the janitor was relentless. He wanted to feel her body and make her his that night. He whispered into her ear, pleading with her to let him have her just this one time.

    For a moment, Jane was shocked and froze in her tracks. She couldn’t believe what was happening. The janitor was an elder married man, and she was a happily married woman. But deep down, she couldn’t deny the strange thrill that coursed through her body at his touch.

    As the janitor continued to plead with her, he told her the truth – he had been working in the office for five years, and it was his last day at work. For all that time, he had admired her from afar. It was his ultimate fantasy to be with a Chinese woman, and more importantly, to be with her.

    To her horror, Jane realized that the janitor wasn’t going to stop, no matter how much she resisted. The janitor was desperate, and he knew he would probably never get another chance like this. In a moment of desperation, he lied to her and told her that he had cancer and didn’t have much time left to live. He begged her to fulfill his fantasy before it was too late.

    Jane, taken aback by this revelation, looked into the janitor’s eyes and saw the desperation and longing in them. She couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. And strangely, deep down, a part of her was curious to experience the passion and raw desire that he had for her.

    With a heavy heart, she gave in to his pleas. The janitor couldn’t believe his luck; he had succeeded in gaining the attention of the beautiful Chinese woman he had admired for so long. He couldn’t resist himself any longer. He turned her around and looked at her face, taking in every inch of her beauty. He then ran his hands over her body, feeling her fair soft skin and curves. His hands roamed over her breasts, cupping them and squeezing them gently.

    Jane closed her eyes, allowing him to continue. She couldn’t believe that she was letting this man grope her. But at the same time, she couldn’t deny the pleasure that was coursing through her body. In a matter of seconds, the janitor easily undressed her loose wrap dress. Without a word, the janitor lowered his mouth to her breasts, sucking on her nipples through the fabric of her dress. Jane gasped at the sensation, her hands automatically going to his head, urging him to continue. He leaned her against the shelves in the store room, his hands groping her round, firm butt while his lips trailed kisses down her neck.

    Jane couldn’t resist any longer. She let go of all her inhibitions and gave herself completely to the janitor. As they lost themselves in pleasure, Jane couldn’t help but think that her husband would never be able to satisfy her like this. She was experiencing a whole new level of pleasure with the janitor. Jane could feel his hard, long Indian cock pressing against her thigh, begging for release.

    The janitor, sensing her desire, adjusted his cock and thrust himself inside her, both of them moaning in pleasure. He surprised her with his stamina and strength, despite his age. He fucked her tirelessly, making her see stars with each thrust. She couldn’t get enough of his big, long Indian cock filling her completely. She could feel herself building towards a powerful orgasm, and the janitor could sense it too. She lost track of the number of orgasms she had as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. With one final thrust, he came inside her, filling her with his hot Indian seed.

    Jane couldn’t believe what she had just done, but she didn’t regret it. She was a married woman, but in that moment, she felt fully alive and satisfied like never before. It was a night she would never forget – a night where two people from completely different worlds came together and shared a forbidden passion. As she got dressed and left the store room quickly, she made a silent promise to herself never to mention this night to anyone. But deep down, she knew that this was an experience she would always remember.

    As Jane made her way back to her office to collect her things, she felt a strange mix of emotions. The guilt of betraying her husband weighed heavily on her, but the excitement and satisfaction of what had just transpired lingered in her mind. She couldn’t help but replay the events of the night over and over in her head, feeling a rush of arousal every time she thought about the janitor’s touch.

    Back in her office, Jane sat down at her desk, trying to compose herself. She knew she had to go home and face her husband, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that something inside her had changed. The experience had awakened a side of her that she didn’t know existed – a side that craved the raw, unrestrained passion she had felt with the janitor.

    As she gathered her belongings and prepared to leave, Jane glanced at herself in the mirror. Her hair was slightly disheveled, and her makeup was smudged, but there was a new glow in her eyes – a glow of newfound confidence and desire. She knew that her life would never be the same after that night, and while she was unsure of what the future held, she couldn’t deny the thrill of the unknown.

    Jane took a deep breath and stepped out of her office, ready to face whatever lay ahead. She knew that she had crossed a line that night, but she also knew that she had discovered a part of herself that she could no longer ignore. As she made her way home, she couldn’t help but wonder if she would ever experience such intense passion again, and a small part of her hoped that she would.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]