James works in a warehouse. He’s always sweaty, smelly and looked down upon by his boss’s wife, Lorraine. One day, he realises Lorraine is available for a price. While it cost more than a month of salary, it’s a price James would gladly pay after a run in with Lorraine at the work place.
*This title contains a set of original photoshoot gallery of model in SQ air stewardess uniform. No nudes*
I do shift work in a warehouse. A typical day sees me hanging around the shared desk by the loading and unloading bay with my colleagues. We will be smoking, drinking coffee and chatting. When the vehicles come to pick up or unload their goods, we will fire up our forklift, do our job, and quickly return to our chill out corner. It’s a simple job, pay sucks though but relaxing enough.
Among the group of warehouse assistants, I am the eldest. In my early forties, I am at least ten years older than the next oldest colleague. This was not a job by choice, i was retrenched with a golden handshake not once, but twice.
Everyone who has experienced being retrenched, whether given a golden handshake or not, can attest that it’s one too many times.
First, i was laid off from the bank where i was working in for 10 years, they gave me a good payout plus bonus. I took it, hoping to have a break but a month later, HR called me, offering me my old position with a 10% increment.
It was a what the fuck moment but i took it of course. Apparently they got rid of too many people without thinking if there were anyone left to do the actual back office work.
Another 8 years went by, i progressed up the ladder, things were looking bright, i’m an assistant director by then when it happened. I was laid off, and this time, no phone calls came.
Being single and still staying with my parents, finances were not an issue. I even have enough accumulated over the years to buy a 3 bedroom condo in Clementi which i rent out to Japanese expats. Fully paid, it gives me additional 3500 in cash every month after taking away taxes, MCST fess and whatever shit the government taxes you for being a landlord.
My parents, lucky for them, did pretty well before they retired. Family home is a detached house in Sunset way with excellent security too, because a minister stays across the street. It’s nice to have a Gurkha guard to wave to when you come back home.
With a porfolio my parents built for me when i was a child, plus the one i accumulated in my working years, i could have just retired at 40 when i was retrenched again. Then again, life would be boring if i retire so early. A busy road, Clementi ave 6, separates my estate from a logistics hub. I saw an ad asking for warehouse assistants during a run, and i threw in my application.
3 months later, i was making 2700 a month doing shift work with guys a decade younger than me. It’s nice, especially when i can walk to work. Nicer still, when you know you are just working to pass time, not to pay bills. It keeps me active and moving too, i clock at least 15000 steps a day walking around. My coworkers come from all walks of life, they covered all races and religions too.
They take care of me as well when they see this retrenched ‘uncle’.
I don’t share much with them, to my colleagues, i’m just that nice uncle that does his work seriously, smokes and drink coffee with them while we gossip and chat.
As for gossip, the primary subject of discussion would undoubtedly be our boss’s wife, Lorraine. At 25 years old, Lorraine works as an air stewardess for the national carrier.
She is one stuck up bitch.
When she visits the warehouse or office on her off days, she permanently holds a napkin against her nose while avoiding eye contact with workers like me. It’s the smell, the smell of stale sweat disgust her.
When we walk about, if we were to even get within a few metres of her position, she will instinctively take a step backwards, giving us a wide berth. If we touched the door handle, she will wiped it with wet wipes before using it.
I overheard her talking to our boss Henry once.
Lorraine : your workers are so smelly…they’re quite disgusting.
Henry : Aiyah, they all uneducated laborer. Just stay away from them la…
During a company event, Henry set up a buffet spread for the staff and Lorraine was so disgusted by the idea of us smelly, sweaty laborers lining up at the buffet spread that she refused to touch the food.
Lorraine : The food now just smells of sweat and grime…
I overheard her commenting to Henry.
Then there’s that condescending look in her eyes. With her arms folded, her cold, distant eyes will just look at you sideways from top to toe before quickly looking away. It’s like if she lets her sight linger on you for a moment longer, she will get some disease.
The guys all hated her gut, but they loved her body.
Lorraine has that hourglass shape you need to fit into the aircrew uniform. That perfect and round D cup breast, the perky butt and the pair of nice long legs. Countless fantasies have been painted by the men at the chillout corner. Almost everyone had some version of bending Lorraine over the forklift and giving her one good fuck just to hear her moan.
It was both funny and entertaining to hear.
I have my vices too, and without a girlfriend, my needs come predominantly from an agent friend of mine. He has a social escort company and every now and then, when there are ladies that suit my taste, he will meet me up for coffee.
It’s always coffee, never a message or call. During meetup, he will show me the girl’s picture and instagram account on his tablet. Nothing is sent or saved in the phone and all deals are conducted in person. Daniel has been known to have access to starlets and big name influencers. He has his ways and his motto is ‘ Every woman, has a number’
Daniel : Yo bro, ho seh bo?
James : got good stuff is it?
Daniel : of course, if not ask you out for coffee for what…
James : You only call me out during off peak…
Daniel : Of course la, during F1, big events and all, i have to cater to VIP. haha
James : ya, i know i’m not VIP
Daniel : You not vip, but you are regular leh, i still bring you good stuff right? hahah
He handed over his tablet and as i swiped the girls on offer, he began to introduce them once by one.
James : expensive leh, the price went up again?
Daniel :Your chicken rice, your Cai Png all go up already, girls of course go up la…
James : 3000 per shot, what the fuck, 4000, 5000…truly golden pussy man.
Daniel : This one, recognise her or not heheh…
James : I know her, keep seeing her on Tik tok.
Daniel : 7000, per shot. got the XMM feeling right. hehe…
James: don’t want…
Daniel : how about this one? always on that youtube channel making those don’t know what top 10 kind of students or something, always wear the pinafore uniform one, you like right?
James : I had my fair share of uniform roleplay already…
Daniel :Oh right, last year you did the Bukit timah JC package gangbang. hahaha.
It was a mega party where escorts dressed up as students for the Junior colleges located in the best schooling district in Singapore spent 2 hours with me in the hotel suite.
Daniel : and oh yah, you also did the Elite secondary school package. haha. that was a hit with many too.
James : some of them cannot even speak proper English, you should be glad i didn’t ask you for a refund.
Daniel : Hello brother…don’t be so picky can or not…you know how hard it is to organise something like this?
I continued swiping until i saw a face that made me freeze.
Daniel : New blood, Air stewardess…but you already did the airline package…a few months ago. This is not as pretty also as the previous one you took.
I smiled as i stared at Lorraine’s profile.
Daniel : why? She’s your type ar? hehehe…she’s not expensive. 3200 per shot but need 5 star hotel ah. She don’t go budget or below 5 star. If want her to wear uniform add another 300.
James: Mmmmhh…let me think about it…
Daniel : no need to think la…i can book for you now!
I could picture myself disgusting, sweaty, in my dirty stained top and safety boots standing in front of Lorraine. She will be pressing her nose, trying to block out the disgusting smell coming from my body.
I felt an excited stir in my pants as i pictured that disgusted look she will have on her face when i take her.
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