The Sabahan Beauty

I finished work on a Friday evening. Took the train and headed to a busy mall 3 stations away from my area.

The mall is a combination of a residential area and a 6-story shopping center. It has about 200 meter long outdoor corridor, linked to the MRT station, with bars and shop on both sides.

I did about few sets inside the mall with no luck, but when I reached the ground floor, I saw this girl, slightly tall (almost my height), wearing short black skirt. Her hip sway was very prominent and it got my full attention. 

I walked toward her, then realized she was leaving the mall and heading into the outdoor area. It was raining heavily, but the space had a concrete canopy overhead, with balcony facing the street. I waited for a break in the crowd, and when I saw my chance, I approached her from the side.

She stop immediately but she was startled and moved back a bit, but I extend my palms, smiled and ask in a gentle voice: "can I say something?". I continued with my usual opener, and she reacted positively, but seemed a bit cautious. I asked her where she is from and we vibed a bit about her hometown "Sabah".

It turned out she was working in the mall, and she finished her shift and was heading back.

She had a very serious demeanor, she barely smiled, but her voice was so soft and feminine. The rain got so heavy that it was splashing on us, we moved slightly away from the balcony and carried out with the conversation.

In the past, I was stacking mostly on job, but I've learned few things over the years:

• Most people hate their jobs. And the last thing they want to hear is someone bring up work on their leisure time
• It's a lot easier to establish rapport and build conversation over something common (familiar to both of you). "Oh I've been to [her-country] and blabla",  "Oh, my roommates from [her-country], and he...". IMO, propinquity is the core of building effective rapport. 
• Making the conversation primarily about yourself or about her are both equally ineffective and lead to zero-connection

She asked me "Where I live?" which I rarely get asked. My dirty mind took it as a good sign. I told her nearby but continued asking "What you were doing here?"... I told her I was with my friends and no I'm heading home.

I didn't linger, so I took her number and wished her a good evening.

I walked into 7-eleven nearby to get water, and when I came out few minutes later, saw her going back into the mall (cus of the rain). We looked at each other, I smiled and nodded, and she give half smile and looked away.

I left the area, didn't think much about this set as it wasn't any different than other sets. But given her minimal emotions, and serious demeanor, I thought high chance she wasn't interested.

I sent the feeler, and she responded later:

Unlike previous texts, I kept this one very minimal, eliminated emotions, and replied at my own pace. Sent the date request (for Sunday evening) the following day and she accepted but suggested meeting at the same place we met. I didn't mind cus as it was the best option she finishes work late, and I had a car.

On Sunday, while a date with the Omani hostess, she sent me a message saying she can't meet due to being ill.

Texted her later that week and asked her out again, this time Thursday evening.

Date 1:

She finished work 9, but I went there earlier to look for a suitable place. Most of the bars in the area had live music, except one. I went in and looked for a table that is suitable for a date. I found that has 3 seats, with 2 of the seats in 90 degree. Perfect! I set down and got the waiter to give the menu.

Few minute later, she told me she was coming. So, I put my vape on the table (to reserve it), and waited for her outside.

Then saw her coming. She was had full makeup on as expected, and wore a long paige pant, and a white top partially exposing her belly. She looked quite elegant and fiminine but overall modest.

I placed my hand on her back briefly and guided her to the the table. Initial she wanted to sit across, but I asked her to sit on the chair I prepared for her, which is at the right angle.

We had normal chat. I asked her about her work and so on. She was coughing a bit and had tissue throughout the time placing it near lips. She apologized mentioning she still a bit sick.

She asked me if I speak Malay, I told her just a bit, but that I can't carry a conversation. Although her English was decent, she seemed. very insecure speaking it.

We didn’t talk that much, and I was basically taking the initiative to carry the conversation.

But between the pauses, as we were sipping our drinks, I took the chance to check her out, look her deep in the eye, smile, and scan her a bit. It made her shy and giggle every time I did it. Then she started getting a bit flirty and played with her hair.

I didn’t try to kiss her; I wasn’t going to in such a place, but I did engage in a bit of opportunistic touching.

We talked a bit about our love lives, and she mentioned being in a five-year relationship while studying in Sabah (she’s 25), and having a local boyfriend for about a year. Generally, I categorized her as a K-selected girl based on how she presented herself.

I continue making her shy with my eye, reminding her I'm not here to just talk. Midway she reciprocated by grabbing my bicep, squeezing it a bit. "You have a big arm". God bless the gym!

I asked her if she wanted to get dinner elsewhere. But she declined, mentioning she was tired from work.

She gently asked if I could drop her home. I was more than happy to.

I parked my car in valet parking (which wasn’t expensive) because the mall was going to close by the time we finished the date. The last thing I wanted is to struggling to finding my car while on a date.

We hopped on my car and I drove to her place. We carried out the conversation in the car, and seemed even more comfortable than when in the restaurant. I place my hand on her right thigh while driving and she took my hand and we locked fingers.

I had to take my hand and now and then to drive, and give it back to her. We took turn squeezing each other. I was so hard at this point.

We arrive at her place I dropped her wished her good night and drove off.

Date 2:

I've asked her 2 times afterward, but in each, she had genuine excuse, and the fact that she works 6 days a week for 10-12 hours shift, didn't help. 

Eventually she agreed to meet on a Wednesday. I suggested cooking dinner at my place, and she said "is your place closer to your house". Which I didn't understand. But I just replied with "Yes". A good decision.

She told me she will finish at 10. She will go home to change and asked me to pick her up.

I picked her up at her place. This time she wore slightly less modest, but still not too revealing. 

In the car,  I asked her about her day, but that was it, she didn't talk much. Then she asked "Pergi mana? (go where?)". "Ke rumah saya (to my house)". She was surprised at my answer. "I thought you don't speak Malay". In fact I barely speak, but I didn't understand her question. But regardless, she said she thought we were going to a cafe near my house.

I explained to her that I meant my house. She didn't protest and kept calm.

After I reached my place and going through the gate, I drove my car to the 5th floor (the worse parking location ever). 

A 5 minute spiral climb. A recipe for in-parking LMR. Mid way. She mentioned this is the first time ever she come to someone's house like that.

I re-assured her throughout the way, something I'm very good at. 

I parked the car and we got inside the parking lobby and took elevator all the way to the 16th floor.

She was walking very slow behind me and but eventually she got inside with me.

I've already prepared some ingredient for dinner. The rice was already cooked, and the chicken was marinated in the fridge. So I took it out and started cooking while she set on the coach checking Netflix. 
She asked if she could help me cook, I told her no need as I will finish quick.

I prepared the dishes and we sit on the dining table and eat. I'm not expert at cooking, but one thing I know is that it's always a good idea to have some condiment at your disposal in case the food is a bit bland. There was a salted chilly pepper that was prepared by the Vietnamese girl from few nights before. I took it out of the fridge and got her to try it.

It was a bad idea.

After finishing our meal, she took my plate and her and walked to the sink and washed them.

Once we were done we sat on the coach and I put a movie on.

As I asked her to sit a bit closer.

She was very quite and avoided eye contact completely. But I noticed every time I look away or at the TV, she checks me out and look away when I look at her. It was cute.

It didn't take long before I started escalating. 

I place my hand around her and started stroking her other shoulders.

Then slowly kissed her on her left shoulder and kept my mouth there. She smelled so  good so I commented on that. There was a lot of resistance from her and. I tried to kiss her at this point but couldn't.

"I need to go back" She said. I told her "you can stay over" she declined. Then later said, "OK, drop me back by 2pm". For a second, I got too excited. 2pm means she is gonna stay her the night. But then my rational brain kicks in. "2pm?" you mean "2am?". She laugh and corrected herself.

I agreed. Then continued my escalation slowly. Until she asked me. "Do you want to come to my place?" "I'm more comfortable there", "Also easy for me to prepare for work tomorrow".

I thought about it for a second, and I had no reason to decline the offer given the misunderstanding the happened over text.

I agreed and we departed to her place. On the road, she sudden had a bad stomach, she said could be because of the red chilly, as she might've took too much of it. She removed the seat belt and placed her hand on her stomach in pain.

She asked if we could stop at KK mart to buy some medicine oil. I drove to the nearest outlet but they didn't have the particular medicine she was looking for. I drove to her area and tried another outlet, but while driving there, she asked to stop as she was going to puke.

I stopped, and she opened the door and began vomiting on the street. She was so elegant and composed, even the way she vomited was graceful; I could barely hear a sound. I tapped on her back while she was at it to help her a bit.

After she was done, I stopped and the mart and found the oil she was looking for. 

I parked my car near her place. We got off and started climbing the stairs towards her flat. 

She unlocked the door and let me in.

We claimed upstairs and entered her room, which wasn't that big, but she had a qeen size bed. How convenient.

I took off my socks and removed my belt and we lied down on her bed. She said she wanted to go to sleep and we're just going to cuddle and that's it.

She lied down on her back and I pulled her in closer in a kiss attempt. But she turned her head to the side, instead, kissed her on her bare shoulders. She asked me to rub the oil on her stomach. And that made thing a lot smoother. 

I joked on how we looked like white couples on a beech putting on sunscreen. She didn't understand the joke.

After I was done, she stood up sat in front of the dressing table and started removing her makeup.

Then the shit test started.

"I know what you want". "And I don't like sex". "I'm not a cheap girl".

"You never had sex before? not even with your ex?" I asked. "Even with my ex, we didn't fuck". "That's bullshit" I said in my head. This went back and forth, and I didn't took her seriously, even at some point I thought she was serious.

Eventually she came back to the bed, and this time. I carried on with the escalation, this time I removed my jeans, and was down to my briefs. My cock was hard enough for her to see.

I pulled her in closer and this time slowly removed the Sarong she head on her bottom and legs. And left her undie.

She was breathing heavily at this point and most of her defenses started to fall apart. I place my hand inside her shirt and grabbed her large breast and started playing with them while kissing on her nick. Then, moved my and down and began rubbing her clit slowly. She reciprocated by rubbing my cock and then. I made thing easier for he and removed my brief.

Then she stood up and removed her clothes entirely. I did the same. She went to the nearest cabinet and pulled out a condom and a lube. Then returned to bed and gently and slowly put the condom on my cock.

I started fucking her slowly and gently, before going faster and rougher, then she moved to her side and put herself in half doggy-style position with her head facing me. 

She looked so damn hot, and she was fucking me with her piercing-black eyes, I leaned in and we started tongue kissing passionately, as I kept thrusting at her till I finished.

We took shower afterward and she turned the lights off, and went to bed. 

Needless to say, I couldn't sleep well cus it wasn't my house, but she slept so damn peacefully. No snoring and barely moved an inch. For a second, I thought she wasn't event a human.

We woke up in the morning. She took shower, sit down on her dressing table and started putting make up on. 

Once she was done, she returned to the bed and looked at me. Saying nothing.

I pulled her in for a kiss, and she moved her head to the side. 

Then I started undressing her. "I just took showered" another shit test.

Eventually we got on with it again. This time I didn't last very long. And it kinda got her frustrated.

We got dressed up and I dropped her off at he nearest train station to her work.