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cast doubts on her relationship with Shane - checked
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spent time with her. - checked
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helped her with her finances - checked
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taught her some new things such as setting up a company - checked
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shown my caring side - checked
Part -2
Perspective from Peter
Ep 1
6 May 2023
Saturday
7am
I was coming home after an overnight fishing session at my friend’s place when I had a surprise.
As I stepped out of the lift, I saw a very pretty girl exiting my flat. She was slipping her dainty feet into a pair of heels and I stopped outside the lift to look at her.
She looked to be around perhaps 27 years old. She had doe-eyes and long hair that was dyed brown. She was about 1.6m and wearing a dark blue blouse and a flared skirt that ended up a little below her mid-thighs.
Behind those clothes, I could tell that she had rather sizeable tits, a slim waist and perky butt.
The woman noticed my presence and looked up.
Woman: yes? can I help you?
Me: well, you’re coming out from my house….
Her eyes went to the fishing items that I was carrying and an expression of realization appeared on her face before smiling sheepishly.
Woman: oh… erm.. you must be Uncle Peter…. Shane told me about you…
Me: yes… I’m Peter and you are?
Woman: Uncle Peter, I’m Giselle…. nice to meet you…
She extended her hand and I placed my fishing items on the floor next to the door before I shook it.
Me: and Giselle, you’re Shane’s….. ?
Giselle: erm… oh… I’m his girlfriend…..
Me: ah…. I see…. where is he?…
Giselle: he’s erm….. still sleeping…. I’m leaving first because I have something urgent to see to….
me: I see….
She was about to bend down to clip the strap of her heels when I stopped her.
Me: Giselle, do you mind to move away slightly while you wear your heels so that I can put this into the cupboard?
I had a small cupboard that came up to waist level right next to the main door where I store the boxes for my fishing.
Giselle: oh… sure…
She took a step away from the door and stood nearer to the staircase.
Now that she was not obstructing me, I squatted down in front of the cupboard and began to pack my stuff into it.
From the corner of my eyes, I noticed that she was doing something and naturally, I turned to look, not expecting anything.
I thought she was facing me, instead her back was facing me. Her skirt was not exceptionally short but since she had bent forward at the hips and I was in a squatting position behind her, the back of her skirt lifted up enough for me to see her entire butt.
I was expecting to get to see her undies but I was stunned when I saw that there was nothing between her thighs.
Her beautiful and delicious pussy greeted me.
Despite being very pretty, she did not shave. I could see some of her longer pubic hairs from her bush in front while only sporadic hairs were growing from her labia lips.
The colour of her labia were only slightly darker than the rest of her skin surrounding them and a fraction of her wrinkled inner folds were protruding from within those puffy lips.
The last time my heart was beating so fast was when I was running 2.4km during my reservist. Now, it was pounding rapidly once more and I felt excited. At the same time, I felt my cock stirring within my underwear and I almost reached out to touch her pussy. Luckily I managed to control my urges or I would be in a police station now.
It was almost unbelievable that she was not wearing anything underneath as she headed out but I was sure that my eyes were not playing tricks on me.
She straightened up and somehow my instinctive automatic reaction was to quickly turned back to face the cupboard so that I would not be caught peeping.
Giselle: Uncle Peter, I’m leaving first.
I turned to her, controlling myself and pretending that I had not seen anything.
Me: sure. you are welcome to be here any time….
Giselle: thanks…
With that, she turned and walked hastily to the lift and pressed the button. She seemed not to have realized that she had just shown me her naked pussy.
My heart was still beating wildly when I entered the house. With the silence around me, if Shane was to wake up from his slumber and step into the living room now, I was pretty certain that he would hear the pounding of my heart.
I hastily returned to my room and closed the door.
4pm
I was awaken by the sound of the doorbell chiming. Without washing up, I went to open the door.
Giselle was standing there.
She was wearing a blue singlet that had a low neckline which showed off her creamy cleavage. On the bottom, she wore a pair of tight denim shorts which molded into her crotch rather nicely and for a second, I wondered if she was going commando again.
Giselle: Hi Uncle Peter…. I hope I’m not disturbing you.
Upon hearing her voice, I quickly clear my mind.
Me: don’t worry, you’re not… come in…
Giselle: thanks….
I let her into the house and she stood just inside the door, as if waiting for my permission for her to look for Shane.
Me: go on and knock on his door…
Giselle: ok… thanks….
She went and knocked on his door for a few times but there was no answer from within
Me: he’s not in?
She smiled sheepishly.
Giselle: hehe… actually I’m not sure… I didn’t call him because I left my phone in his room.
Me: oh… do you want me to call him?
Giselle: nah… I’ll just wait here and give him a surprise….
Me: erm… ok…. if you excuse me…. I’ll wash up first as I just woke up…
Giselle: oh yah… you were fishing overnight…. don’t worry about me….
Me: there’s some 3-in-1 coffee in the cabinets in the kitchen…. feel free to help yourself….
Giselle: thanks
I went back to my room.
4.20pm
I came out and she was sitting on the sofa in the living room. There were 2 cups of coffee on the table.
Giselle: Uncle Peter, I hoped you don’t mind that I looked around your kitchen and made you some coffee…. .
Me: ahh… great… just what I need. Thanks!…
I sat on the armchair and she leaned forward and stretched to take her cup that was on the low coffee table.
The neckline of her singlet opened up and a fraction of her bra cups came apart from her breasts. For a splite second, through that gap, I caught sight of her light brown nipples.
Once she retrieved the cup, I looked up from her tits and she was unaware of what had just happened.
I realized that she was either very liberal or careless with her dressing.
I picked up my cup and sipped my coffee before speaking.
Me: so, how did you and Shane met?
Giselle: oh… erm… hmm….. we are colleagues…. and we clicked and somehow, we got together…
I asked her a little more about their work before she changed the topic.
Giselle: er… Uncle Peter, Shane told me that you have a spare room… are you looking for a tenant?…
me: why are you asking?
I was not actively looking for a tenant as I had not wanted to rent to foreigners. I had heard too many unpleasant stories about them.
Giselle: I am currently renting a place which the contract will be expiring in a few months… my landlord wants to increase the rent and it’s a bit too hefty for me….
Me: so how much would the new price be?…
She told me the amount.
Me: hmm… That’s around the market price now…. so what are you expecting to pay then?
Giselle: I hope you don’t mind but I’m looking for the existing amount that I’m paying…. and if I can’t get this amount from you, then I’ll just stick to my current place….
She was surprisingly honest and candid.
Me: what’s the tenor are you looking for?
Giselle: 2 years….
She was local and seemed to be a nice person. Without taking into account that she was pretty and I had already seen her pussy earlier, she completely fitted my criteria of a tenant to a Tee. The lower rental amount that she was asking did not matter much to me but I didn’t want to show that I was overly enthusiastic.
Me: er… it’s quite a long period for such a low price…. let me consider about it first…
Giselle: sure….
5pm
Just then, there was the sound of keys and Shane opened the door.
We had a short chat and they returned to his room.
The house was quiet and room door was not sound proof. So even though they were speaking softly in the room, as I sat in the living room, I could hear their conversation.
First, they spoke about the rent. Then they talked about a colleague who was trying to woo her. When I heard her mention that she was Shane’s ex-wife, I was surprised. She had told me she was Shane’s girlfriend and I had not expected that she was his ex-wife.
Next, I heard the reason why she was leaving the house without wearing anything underneath and I was stunned that she was so open-minded.
Before long, I heard a small moan coming from her.
Giselle: mmpphf….
It followed by a quiet sentence.
Giselle: suck them…. ahh….
I knew they were about to have sex soon and I would have loved to stay back to hear it. However I had already committed to a mahjong game with my friends and I could not reject them.
Reluctantly, I left the house.
7 May 2023
Sunday
When I returned the next morning, the couple was making breakfast.
Giselle was wearing a T-shirt and home shorts. I was glad she was wearing a bra or I would have stared at her bits and her ex-husband would have caught my lecherous peeks because he was paying extra attention to me this morning.
Giselle asked me about the rental again.
I knew it was time to accept her request.
I agreed on the price and we had some discussion on the T&Cs before we concluded the rental. I told her that I would get my agent to prepare the contract and once it was ready, I would inform her.
After that, I retreated to my room.
10 May 2023
Wednesday
The contract was ready and I Watsapped Giselle.
She was working that day.
Since I was a business owner and my businesses were running on their own, I had lots of free time.
8pm
After her work, I went down to her current place of residence with my agent to meet her.
We signed the contract at the void deck of her block.
Her current lease would only end 2 months later but I told her that if she wanted to move in to my place early, I would not charge her anything.
Ep 2
14 May 2023
Sunday
7am
The house was quiet when I returned after my mahjong session.
I went to my room and slept.
4pm
When I woke up, Giselle and Shane were in the kitchen.
She was wearing one of Shane’s T-shirt this time. It was too large for her and looked as if she was wearing a short dress. Her sexy legs looked delicious as they stretched out from under the T-shirt and once again, I could not help but to wonder if she was wearing anything underneath now.
As they turned around, I quickly reminded myself not to stare at her as I did not want to put them on their alert.
When I saw Shane’s face, I was shocked.
Almost his whole face was swollen. Blue, purple and black bruises littered around it.
Me: wah!…. Shane! what the fuck happened to your face?!
He tried to smile but grimace at the pain.
Shane: er…. actually I got into a fight….
Me: har? At your age?!
Shane: heh… heh… sometimes a man got to do what a man got to do….
Giselle: rubbish!….
Giselle: sorry Uncle Peter….. we were in a club…. he got into a fight because of me….
I frowned.
Me: did you call the police so that they can arrest the culprit?….
Shane: er…. I think he suffered worse injuries…. I broke his nose… and we are both being charged….
About 10 years back, my wife had an affair. When I confronted the guy, he bashed me up until I suffered some fractures in my body. He was jailed for some time but my wife still left me because of him.
From then onwards, I despise anyone who use any form of violence on others.
All along, I had kinda of like Shane because he had given me the impression that he was a nice, polite and responsible young man. However, upon hearing this piece of information and noticing his smug expression, it completely changed my perspective about him. I was now disgusted and felt repulsive.
Standing next to him, Giselle shifted her body unwittingly and it reminded me about her.
Even though I had seen her pussy previously during that time when she had gone commando, to be honest, up till now, I was not really interested in her. I could not deny that I was getting cheap thrills peeping at her but that was all. After all she was his ex-wife.
Now that my opinion of him had changed 180 degrees, my restrains towards his ex-wife had been unchained and she suddenly seemed like a prey to me.
It didn’t make too much sense at that moment but my mind had superimpose Giselle and Shane into my ex-wife and her lover. At that moment, I had the weird concept that if I got Giselle to my side, my ex-wife’s lover would be hurt as well.
My mind work quickly and I came up with a plan.
I decided to chip away at their relationship and try to create a small crack in it. Once the crack appears, I would want to try to drive my wedge into it and cause a larger crack.
Holding back my disdain, I shook my head at him in disapproval.
Me: you should have known better…. anyway, do you have a lawyer? I’ve worked with someone who charges an affordable price…
Shane: don’t worry… I’ll handle it…..
Giselle: tsk…. you don’t have a lawyer….
Giselle: uncle Peter, can you give me your friend’s number?
Me: ok…. he’s Paul… I’ll send you his number later….
He gave me a sheepish grin.
Shane: er… Uncle Peter, does Paul also advise on employment contract? She also needs some guidance….
Giselle: will it help?
Shane: just let the lawyer take a look….
Me: what is it about?
Shane: oh…. I think there’s some clauses in her employment contract that might fall under unfair practices….
He took a few minutes to share the whole situation in brief.
The guy that fought with Shane was their colleague and I suspected that this colleague was the one they were talking about in Shane’s room the other day. The couple were pretty sure that the colleague would rat on them to their boss tomorrow.
The issue was that Giselle and Shane were married before. Even though they had annulled their marriage and not actually divorced, Giselle had not declared it to the company. Her employment contract had stated that she cannot lie to the company and if found that she had done so, she would need to pay the penalties for breeching her contract.
I could not believe my luck. They were actually presenting me with an opportunity and this was exactly the crack that I was looking for.
Me: ah… I see… hmm… let me check with him first….
Giselle: er.. Uncle Peter, when you do that, would you mind to ask your friend not to charge us too expensive?.. I’ll make brunch for you….
I looked at her and smiled.
Me: of course… not an issue….
While they prepared my food, I went to my room and called Paul.
4.15pm
Me: hello, Paul….
Paul: Hey boss, how are you?…
I am not his boss. I am just his client but I had been introducing him new customers all these years. He treated me like his cash cow and we had became friends.
Me: I’ve got 2 new cases that need your help.
Paul: wah… 2 cases? what did you do?
Me: not me…. first case, I’ve got a female who has some employment issues….
Paul: foreigner on pass?
Me: no… local…. can you meet her and talk about it today?
Paul: hmm… so urgent and on a weekend… it’s going to be expensive….
Me: yes… I know…. but I want you to quote her cheaply for today’s consultation session… give her at 10% of your rates…. I’ll cover the remainder of the actual amount…
Paul: oh… ok….
From what Shane had told me, they are expecting a big commotion in their office tomorrow. It was obvious that their boss would be targeting Giselle and Paul would be needed.
Me: and I’m sure she’ll need you at her office tomorrow….
Paul: hmm… let me check my schedule for tomorrow….
He paused for a moment and I assumed that he was checking his calendar.
Paul: ok…. I can move another case to my staff…. I’ll be there but it will be expensive…
Me: don’t tell her how much it will cost…. just tell her not to worry about the charges first and give her the impression that it will not be expensive…. I’ll let you know when to send the second invoice to her… rest assured that if she doesn’t pay up, I’ll settle the full amount….
Paul: haha… no problem since you will settle the cost……. so what about the other case?
Me: her ex-husband got into a fight… I’m unsure of the details but they’ll tell you when you meet them… quote whatever the market rate to him…. but I don’t want you to put effort into it…. Let the other party win…
There was a brief silence.
Paul: you know I won’t do anything that will potentially affect my rice bowl….
Me: yes, I know… but it’s not that…. just do what you need to do legally but if he is guilty, when appealing, just go easy with it… for example if he can appeal for 3 months, just go with 2 months, something like that. I need him to be in there for as long as possible.
Paul: hmm…. I see… let me think about it….
Me: I’m not asking you to do any illegal stuff… and if you want to talk about illegal stuff, don’t forget about 2 drinking parties that we attended during the lockdown period….
I had arrange 2 party sessions with some escorts during the lockdown period and he had attended both. I had 2 videos of everyone there.
Of course if I reported it, I would be implicated as well but Paul had much more to lose.
Paul: Peter, you are a fucker.
I laughed
Me: haha…. we all are, bro… we all are…..
Ep 3
A little more background about myself. After my wife left me, I was badly hurt. Since then, I had not gotten into any more emotional relationship again. I spent all my efforts working over the past years and managed to gain financial success.
Although I was staying in a HDB flat and lived rather frugally, I was not poor at all.
I had 2 fully paid condos in town that were currently rented out and I was the owner of a few businessess. Currently, I did not need to do any actual work and my income was steady and substantial. I was basically retired.
Most of my time were spent meeting friends and that was why I still was able to introduce new customers to Paul.
4.25pm
I went out to the living room again.
Giselle had already prepared a bowl of noddles for me.
Me: I’ve spoken to Paul…. Giselle, I’ve send you his number… he’s expecting your call….
Giselle: oh… ok…. thanks Uncle Peter….
They disappeared into their room and I could hear them speaking to Paul.
The wheel had started to spin for me.
4.40pm
They left my place.
9pm
Only Shane returned later that night.
Me: how’s the meeting with Paul?
Shane: yah… good…. and he’s not expensive…. thanks Uncle Peter…..
He went into his room.
I looked at my phone and realized that Paul had watsapped me a while back.
Paul WA: She’s pretty. now I understand what u are trying to do.
I wasn’t going to implicate myself by replying him and deleted away the message.
For the rest of May and June, Shane told me that they had both lost their jobs. He did not try to look for another one but I did not ask him about it.
Paul had struck a separate deal with me. He told me exactly what had happened to Shane and in exchange, I deleted one of Paul’s videos.
Despite that she was blackmailed, I had not expected that Giselle was such a slut to even have sex with another guy in front of her ex-husband. However, now that I knew that she was a slut, it made me excited and I was sure that I would be able to execute my plan even easier.
She still came over to my house to look for Shane but only on weekends. When I asked her if she was looking for a job, she told me that she was trying to.
Despite her not having any income, since the T&C in my leasing did not allow for 2 person to live in a room, Giselle did not stay over in Shane’s room. I also did not hear them having sex any more.
24 June 2023
Saturday
10am
I was in the living room when Shane came out from his room. Giselle had not come over to visit him today yet.
Shane: Uncle Peter, can we talk?
Me: sure….
He came over and sat on the sofa.
Shane: er, my lease will be expiring in 2 months time but I won’t be renewing the lease….
Me: why? Giselle will be moving in to the other room soon… and you can stay under one roof then….
He shook his head.
Shane: remember that I told you I’m being charged? I’ll be going to jail but I still don’t know how long my sentence will be….
Paul had already updated me about this but I pretended not to know. I also wanted to know what his plans were. As such, I just sighed and pretended to be disappointed.
Shane: I’ll move my stuff out soon.
Me: to where?
Shane: those storage warehouse….
I have already thought about this even before he came to me.
Me: I see…. when you are out and if you are still interested in my place, we’ll talk again.
Over the next few days, he began moving his stuffs out and 2 weeks later, he was sent to prison.
9 July 2023
Sunday
Giselle watsapped me to ask if she could move in next week.
I told her that she could do so whenever she wanted.
She confirmed the date and told me that she would make the necessary arrangements with the movers.
The stars had aligned for me. Now it was time to reach out and grab them.
Ep 4
15 July 2023
Saturday
Giselle moved into her room.
I did not disturb her for the whole day as I knew she was busy unpacking.
I did not need to rush as I knew that I was going to be able to spend a great deal of time with her over the next few months.
7.30pm
She was still packing in her room when I knocked on her door. She opened it after 2 knocks.
She was wearing a singlet with cotton shorts and I realized that she had not switched on the aircon. Behind her, the room was still rather messy.
Me: It’s getting late and I’m going to dabao… do you want anything?
Giselle: er….
Me: well, I expect that you will pay for your own dinner…. And tomorrow you must accompany me for dinner.. haha….
Giselle: oh of course I’ll pay…. And I would have finished unpacking tomorrow…. So I should be able to accompany you for dinner…. er… I won’t be shy then…..
I told her what food was available at the coffeeshop and after she decided, I left the house.
8.30pm
I had brought back the food and we were eating dinner in the dining room.
Me: how’s Shane doing?
Giselle: he’s still getting used to the life inside but he’ll be fine….
Me: that’s good to know…. does he has any plans after he comes out? I heard that it will be difficult to find a job if a person has a record….
Giselle: hais… I know but he says he’ll think about it when he comes out….
Me: he should start thinking about it since he has some time now…
My main purpose was to cast some doubts about Shane and how his record would affect their future. I did not need to do too much and knew that all these seeds I planted, they would start to cause some tiny doubts which will start to slowly eat into her mind.
Me: anyway, how’s your job searching coming along?
Giselle: not much luck…. but I’ll start looking again once I’ve settled with the unpacking…
I had purposely dampened her mood so much that she was just picking at her food with her fork now. It was time to perk her up.
Me: I’m thinking of setting up a company…. but I need some help… are you interested?
Both Shane and herself had been telling me that she was having difficulty to get a job. One of the reasons was because the job market was very competitive these days and the other reason was because the salary she was asking for was too high. She had only gotten the job in her previous company because her boss had some ulterior motives.
Giselle: oh, Uncle Peter, you’re setting up a company? what kind of company?
She looked at me curiously.
Me: it’s a secretariat company…. but the company has not started yet…. I need someone to help me do research and stuff… if you are interested, I can employ you on a freelance basis first…. at least you earn some money while still can look for a fulltime job…..
I could afford her full salary but I chose not to. I wanted her to work as a freelancer first and get some money to tide over this difficult phrase before I slowly work my way with her.
Giselle: erm…. but I don’t have experience with those stuff….
Me: don’t worry, I just need some hands and legs…. you just need to execute what I told you to….
She had some questions and we began to discuss in more details about the job scope and the remunerations that I would be paying her.
She said she would consider and let me know soon but I could sense that her mood had lighted up even though it was just a freelance job that I was offering.
9.15pm
After dinner, she retreated to her room to continue unpacking.
I had confirmed with my friends that we were playing mahong and before I left the house, I went to her door to inform her.
Me: Giselle, I’m going for my mahjong session…. if you need anything, just call my phone…
Giselle: oh… ok….. thanks….
With that, I left the house.
Although I didn’t really feel like going out that night, I wanted to give her the impression that I was sticking to my routine. It would increase her false sense of security that I was not too bothered that she is staying under the same roof now.
It also gave me time to think about my next steps
16 July 2023
Sunday
7am
I returned home in the morning.
Giselle’s room was closed and her lights were off. I guessed that she must be sleeping.
I never had a female tenant before and she had made me very interested in her. For a second, I wondered if she sleeps without her undergarments or perhaps even naked. I had the urge to use the spare key to open her door but I know that I must never do so.
I had a plan for her and I must stick to it.
After I showered in my room, I calmed down and went to bed.
4pm
I came out of my room and noticed that there were 2 set of sandwiches on the dining table.
I went to the kitchen to make some coffee and at the same time, Gieselle stepped out from the bathroom.
She was wearing a normal T-shirt and shorts and towelling her hair dry. There was nothing obscene about it but it just felt as if she was cleaning her body to prepare it for me and I could feel my cock stirring.
I quickly shook those thoughts away and adverted my eyes from her. I went back to my coffee
Me: Hi… good afternoon
Giselle: good afternoon… Uncle Peter…. and earlier when I was preparing my brunch, I 顺便 made brunch for you too.
Me: that’s nice of you… thanks
she went into her room.
I had observed Shane making coffee for her previously and I knew how she liked it. I made one for her and brought both cups outside
When I sat at the dining table, she came out again and sat opposite me. She was still towelling her hair and noticed the coffee.
Giselle: thanks for the coffee…
I nodded
Me: did you just woke up as well?
Giselle: yeah… finished unpacking everything about 4 ish this morning…. I’m so tired….. hehe…
Me: at least that’s settled….
I bit into the sandwich.
Giselle: Uncle Peter, I’ve thought about your offer last night… I’ll help you…
Munching the sandwich in my mouth, I could only mumbled.
me: great….
Giselle: so when do I start?
me: tomorrow….
We talked a little bit before we returned to our own rooms.
Ep 5
5pm
In my room, I struggled with myself whether should I do it.
Eventually small head took over big head and I waited for 5 minutes before heading back out again.
I went into the toilet in the kitchen and closed the door quietly.
From what I knew from my friends who had tenants, normally they would keep their soiled laundry basket in their own room. Even when they wash their clothes, they would also hang them in their own rooms to dry.
I had allowed Shane to place his laundry basket in the toilet when he asked me for permission in the past. The main reason he cited was for hygiene purposes. As such, he must have told Giselle that it was fine to place her laundry there as well and she had done so without much thought.
Standing in the toilet, with shaking hands, I opened the lid of the basket that used to house her soiled clothes.
Immediately a gush of different scents reached my nostrils. Firstly was the smell of dried sweat on her clothes which was the result from all the perspiration during her unpacking yesterday.
Like a second layer of smell, there was also that alluring and intoxicating fragrance of a woman.
These 2 distinct scents filled the toilet and caused my heart to beat rapidly within my ribcage.
I was suddenly brought back to the time in my youth when I stole my neighbours’ panties that were hanging in the corridor for drying.
My hand shook with anticipation as I reached inside the basket and took out the singlet she was wearing last night.
I inverted it and placed it on my nose, sniffing and taking in her fragrance directly. My cock raised to its full mast instantly.
I took a few more whiffs and sniffs and placed the singlet aside.
Her shorts were in the basket but I wasn’t interested in it.
I reached further down the basket and took out her white bra.
Using my finger, I felt the insides of it where her nipples were supposed to be resting against before cupping over my nose like a N95 mask. Giselle’s body foam fragrance was more pronouce here.
I unzipped myself and wrapped the fabric around my cock and gave it a few tugs.
It was sick but I did mind. I had not felt this exhilaration for a long time now.
I placed the bra back into the basket and picked out the final garment, her white cotton panty.
Holding it upright as it Giselle was wearing it, I kissed the place on her panty where her crotch was hidden behind that soft fabric.
Flipping it inside out, I placed my nose on the place where her pussy would be in contact with. I could smell all her womanly scent that had deposited themselves since last night as she was packing her room. Sick waves of pleasure filled my mind.
When I had enough, I licked the same patch and imagine that I was tasting her.
Finally, I wrapped it around my cock and masturbated with it until I cum into the toilet bowl.
I placed her clothes carefully back into the box and close it before stepping quietly out of the toilet.
Her door was still close and I retreated back into my room.
My mind felt rejuvenated and refreshed.
7.30pm
There was a knock on my door and I opened it.
Giselle: Uncle Peter, wanna go for dinner?…. yesterday you helped me to dabao and today, I’ll accompany you there to eat….
She was wearing the same T-shirt and had changed to a pair of 3/4 shorts but my impression of her had changed after the intimacy I had with her undergarments earlier.
Just staring at her face was now giving me a hardon. I had to remind myself not to think about it.
Me: er… ok… sure…. give me a few minutes
I closed the door, changed into a pair of berms and made sure that I had calmed down before leaving my room.
She was waiting in the living room and we went out together.
I was in my mid forties but people told me that I looked 5 years younger. Even so, the actual desparity between our ages were quite substantial but we were still able to converse and at least I did not look like her dad.
We walked to Rivervale mall and had our dinner there.
I found out more about her family and she told me that her father was now a bankrupt. She was the only child and was now trying to help to provide some financial support to her parents.
She asked me about my past and I told her about my ex-wife leaving me for another guy. She did not probed any further and we talked about other stuff.
17 July 2023
Monday
8am
There was a knocked on my door and I opened it.
Giselle was standing there and I could smell the body foam from her freshly showered body. I could also see that she had applied some light make up on her face.
As for me, I had just woken up. Looking at her youthful and fresh body also woke up my dick.
Giselle: Good morning Uncle Peter. I’m ready to go…. I just need to know where we are going so that I know what clothes to wear…
I wanted to laugh at her enthusiasm but I held back and just smiled.
Me: we’re just meeting a friend at 11am….
Giselle: oh….
Me: but we can go for breakfast in the meantime….
She perked up again.
Giselle: ok…. is that all for today?
Me: yes….
She disappeared into her room and closed the door.
She changed into officer wear, basically a front buttoned blouse and a pencil skirt and we got into my old Toyota. I could have bought a better car but in my opinion, owning a car is a depreciating cost rather than an investment. I did not want to spend too much on it.
Although I had seen a fair bit of her legs as she had been wearing shorts at home, somehow it was a different proposition when I saw her in skirts. As I drove us to the breakfast location, I could not help myself from taking peeks at her smooth and sexy legs which again helped more blood to flow down into my groin.
Then at 11am, we met my friend to understand a little more about a secretariat company. Giselle took notes as we talked.
After that we had lunch and went home.
3pm
Giselle: Uncle Peter, that’s all for today?
Me: yes…
Giselle: but we are out for only a while… are you sure you don’t need me to do anything else?
I thought of asking her to give me a blowjob but that would be suicidal at this point of time.
Me: yes… and that’s why you are freelancing and not working full time for me….
Giselle: oh right….
Me: and… just call me Peter…. calling me Uncle Peter while we are working makes me feel super old….
Giselle: hehe… ok…. I’ll try…
She said that she would be searching online for jobs in her room and let her know if I needed her help for anything. I left her alone for the rest of the day.
For the next few days, it was the same. We went out for a while and then came home.
While we were outside, I helped her to open the car door, bought food and snacks for her, held the doors opened for her to walk first. They were nothing overly extravagant and just some basic stuff.
Although I was not emotionally attached to woman after my ex-wife left me, I had some occassional sugarbabies over the years to satisfy my sexual needs. The last sugarbaby that I had told me some of the things that a girl would notice when I did it for them. I had just used those same tricks on Giselle and I was sure that Giselle had noticed these as well.
So far, I had:
However I knew that these were not enough to sway her to my side yet
I needed some major incident to happen so that she would lean on me
I knew exactly what needed to be done.
Ep 6
21 Jul
Friday
Giselle had told me that she would not be available in the afternoon and I assumed that she would be visiting Shane.
I took the opportunity to visit Paul in the morning.
Me: Paul, you can send the invoice to her now….
Paul: I thought that you had forgotten about this one… I was about to send it to you…. haha….
I had already paid the outstanding for the first invoice and Giselle was unaware of it. She still haven’t received this 2nd invoice which was for Paul’s service when he went to her office to settle the dispute with her ex boss.
Me: I didn’t forget… it’s just that I needed you to send it to her at the right time….
I asked him about some other stuff.
Having Paul on my side was like having an OP character in my party in an MMORPG game. I was unwilling to give up his help so easily but I need to use this wild card.
Me: I will delete away the last video if you help me….
I told him what I wanted and he laughed.
Paul: haha…. only you can think of this…. you should be a lawyer yourself….
Me: nah… I’m not that clever…. I’m just a middle aged man….
That night, I went out for my fishing session. However, I returned back at 3am and the house was dark and Giselle was already sleeping in her room.
22 July
Saturday
Before Giselle left the house to visit her parents, I asked her what time she would be finishing.
When she said that she would be back in the evening, I told her I would 顺便 cook dinner for her as well.
Later in the evening, after our dinner, she was impress with the food.
After we cleaned up the stuff, she asked me if I was going for my mahjong session. I told her that one of my friend was overseas and the game didn’t happened.
As such, we sat in the living room and had some beers while we chatted. It wasn’t anything in particular and just some general stuff.
I could feel that she was slowly starting to let her defence down bit by bit in my presence.
23 July
Sunday
She went out somewhere and I did not ask.
24 July
Monday
We didn’t go out this morning to meet anyone.
I asked her to find out the cost for setting up the new company and tabulate them for me.
She spent the whole morning doing that and in the afternoon, we went out to Rivervale mall and had our lunch there.
After spending so many days together, we were talking more like friends now.
2.30pm
On the way back, I opened the letterbox. Paul’s letter was there.
Me: hey, it’s for you.
I handed it to her and she looked at the logo on the envelop. She pouted her sexy lips and sighed.
Giselle: hais… it’s the invoice from Paul….
Me: what invoice? I thought you have settled with him?
Giselle: that was only for the consultation…. not for the settlement with my ex-boss….
Me: I see…. Is he charging you a lot? If so, tell me… I can try to talk to him….
Giselle: I don’t think so. the first invoice wasn’t too much and he said that he will give me a discount for this…
Me: then why are you grumbling?
Giselle: it’s just that it’s going to be taxing on my finances
me: unless you are thinking of changing your citizenship and leaving the country, you still have to pay him.
Giselle: haha…. thanks for trying to console me.
She laughed heartily now but in a short while, I knew her mood would change drastically.
We took the lift up to my place.
We entered my flat and as I was closing the door, she tore the envelope. As she was reading the letter, dismay crept into her expression.
Giselle: oh shit…..
I knew what it was about but I pretended not to know.
Me: what’s up?
She did not reply and I took the invoice from her hand to look at it.
Paul had done his job well. The bill was a 5 figure sum.
I hope you enjoy the updates.
If you are rich and scheming, it is not difficult to find girls even if you are older and I’m not talking about sugarbaby or paid sex.
Ep 7
Giselle: I understand about Shane’s cost but I didn’t know mine would be so expensive…..
She was frowning and pursed her lips.
Me: Shane had told me that Paul went down to your previous office to negotiate with your ex-boss… so this price is reasonable….
Giselle: but he charged me only $100 for the first invoice… so I was expecting this one to be around $1000+ …. $10k is really shocking…
She exhaled loudly and in exasperation
Me: didn’t you ask him about the price first?
Giselle: everything was so messy then and I made an assumption after the first invoice, it wouldn’t be too much…. I should have checked with him for this one first….
Me: let me try to talk to him…
She shook her head.
Giselle: it’s fine… I’ll speak to him on my own….
Me: er… since I’m the one who introduced him, I’ll help to pay half the amount….
Giselle: no… no…. it’s my stuff…. you don’t have to….
Even though I knew she didn’t have the money to pay, there was a determined look on her face and I knew not to push my suggestion. I merely shrugged and nodded.
Me: ok then…. but if you need help, just let me know….
Giselle: thanks…..
She went into her room and closed the door.
A short moment later, i could hear her speaking on the phone. Obviously she was calling Paul.
I knew she did not managed to get him to reduce the cost because a few minutes later, I heard her making a few more calls to different people.
After 10 minutes, there was silence.
I made myself a cup of coffee, sat on the sofa in living room and waited.
Based on the the previous blackmail incident when she had sex with her ex-colleague, I suspected that if I offered to pay her to be my sugarbaby, she might accept the offer but that was not what I wanted. I wanted her to give herself to me emotionally so that Shane would feel the impact.
So I had to court her the normal way and try to win her heart.
However, I also knew that my chances would be next to zero since I was so much more senior than her. The only possible way for her to give herself completely to me on her own accord was through the plan that I had came up with.
5 minutes later, her door opened and she stepped out. She looked defeated.
She came over to the sofa and sat with me.
Me: settled?
She shook her head.
Me: let me speak to him….
Giselle: no Peter…. I don’t want you to do that…. it might spoil your friendship with him….
Me: he’s just a business associate.
Giselle: no… I don’t want to go down that route….
If she didn’t want me to speak to Paul about the price, I knew what she wanted and asked candidly.
Me: so how much do you need?…. half of it?…
She looked embarrassed to be asking me for a loan and spoke slowly
Giselle: er…. I need $8k…. if that’s fine with you….
Me: ok… not a problem….. I’ll transfer to your account….
Giselle: thanks…. I’ll pay you back when I have the money….
I had picked up my phone but stopped and frowned.
me: are you implying that we need an IOU?
Giselle: no. that’s not what I meant. but it’s just that it is a lot of money and if you want to have a record that you lend me money, I’m fine to sign an IOU..
After getting to know her better for these few weeks, I knew that if I told her not to pay me back, she would reject my help and look for other alternatives. So that was not my objective.
Me: you have a 2 years contract to stay here… so we don’t need any IOU… and you don’t need to rush to pay me….
She frowned but did not reject my offer.
*ding*
I sent the money over to her from my internet banking.
She looked at her phone and opened her eyes wide.
Giselle: the amount is wrong…. I asked for 8k but you’ve sent me 10k…..
Me: If I didn’t remember wrongly, you told me that you only have 2k+ left in your account… you’ll need some money on your daily expenses… anyway, treat the extra 2k as your advance salary…
Giselle: but….
I got up from the sofa.
Me: I can’t believe that you are naggier than me….
For the first time, she made a face that I had only seen her making at Shane previously but I wasn’t complaining.
Me: go and settle your payment to Paul….
Giselle: er…. ok.. thanks…..
Before she went into her room, I stopped her.
Me: let’s have dinner together later…. It’s actually my birthday today…
30 minutes later, I was in my room when my phone buzzed.
*ding*
It was a watsapp message
Giselle WA: Sorry I didn’t know. Happy birthday.
Me WA: it’s ok.
Giselle WA: I’ve made the payment. thanks.
Me WA: you can just knock on my door. why the text?
She did not answer my question.
Giselle WA: whr are we eating later? I need to know what to wear.
I gave her the name of the restaurant.
Giselle WA: Wow. I’m too poor to treat you there… er.. since it’s your birthday and I can still afford to treat you to an inexpensive place if you don’t mind. haha.
She gave me the name of a family restaurant.
Me WA: haha. thanks but I prefer my suggestion for my birthday and I’ll pay. Just having you to accompany me will be good enough
She did not reply for a good 5 mins.
Giselle WA: I’ll be ready at 6.
6pm
I wore a short sleeve shirt and pants and waited for her in the living room.
She came out wearing a black dress. It was an elegant and yet sexy dress that showed off a little of her ample clevage.
I could also see that she spent a fair amount of time on her hair and make up. She looked absolutely stunning.
Me: wow. very nice.
She blushed.
Giselle: thanks
I noticed that she was holding a pair of high heels in her hand and realized that she had been keeping all her shoes in her room. It suddenly made me curious to find out what other shoes she had and decided that I would try to find out soon enough.
Me: let’s go…..
We went to MBS. Even on Monday, there were lots of tourist but I had already made a booking.
We had our dinner and a glass of wine after that.
I shall not bore you with the details about the dinner but I brought her up to the skydeck which she had not been before. She was mesmorized by the scenery.
9pm
We reached home and after I closed the main door, I turned around to face the house.
She was blushing when she gave me a peck on my cheek.
Giselle: sorry, I didn’t buy anything but take this as your birthday gift…. and thanks for the dinner…. I had a great evening….
With that, she turned and hurried into her room.
I wanted more than that but I just smiled to myself as I knew that my hard work was starting to pay off.
Ep 8
25 July
Tuesday
After speaking to a few of my friends last week, the secretariat company seemed to be a viable business and that was why I had asked Giselle to work on the costings. After she had given me some prelimary operational costs, the only thing that I needed to factor in was the rental for the office space
We went out to survey some office locations.
We did not bring up about what happened on yesterday but I could sense that she had gotten even more comfortable with me as there were more laughters coming from her.
26 July
Wednesday
A shoe rack was delivered to my place and she came out to see. I placed it just next to the main door so that I would be able to see what shoes she owned.
Me: you can put your shoes in here…
Giselle: but I’ve ample space to keep them in the room….
Me: a room is for sleeping…. it’s unhealthy to keep shoes inside… I bought this so that you can keep them here…. and you don’t have to worry if they get stolen.
I could see that her eyes was filled with gratitute.
When she filled the shoe rack, I found out that she had a pair of sports shoe, 2 flip flops and 4 pairs of heels. She had worn one of those heels for the work she was helping me with and the other pair, I had seen her wearing it on my birthday. The last 2 pairs were 3 inch heels and I would love to see her wearing them soon.
27 July
Thursday
Things for the new company was moving fast. One of my friends had given me some freelance accountant’s contact. We went out to meet them
28 July
Friday
Just like last week, she had already told me that she would visit Shane in the afternoon.
I decided that it was time to execute the 2nd stage of my plan that I had discussed with Paul previously.
7am
Giselle was still asleep when I left the house.
I drove straight to Chinatown where one of my businesses was. It was a recruitment agency and my employees would come in about 9am. There was no one around now.
I started my laptop and switched on the printer.
I had brought a pair of new disposal gloves with me and wore it before sending the document for printing. Once it was printed and wearing the gloves, I carefully held the A4 paper and looked.
“Dear Arthur, you might want to investigate all the past employment records of your employees. You will find that some of them had been lying to you about the ownership of the companies they worked for. You should investigate.”
Paul had told me that Arthur was extremely upset with Giselle the last time they met in Arthur’s office. Taking the assumption that Arthur would not forget about his disappointment with Giselle and by sending him this letter, I was sure that he would dig out her information and do some investigation again.
If Arthur managed to find out that Giselle had been working in her dad’s company all along rather than for others, I was banking on the chance that he would take some actions. I just hoped that he understood what I was trying to tell him in the anonymous letter but from what Paul told me, Arthur was not stupid and should be able to figure it out.
I carefully folded the letter into the ziplock bag that I had brought along. I shut everything down again before leaving the shop.
I drove down to Bedok and had my breakfast at one of the hawker centres.
Once the stationary shop was open, I went in to buy an envelope, a black pen and a bottle of glue.
I couldn’t do anything on the envelope and wrote “To: Arthur” on it before placing the letter I had printed into the envelope and gluing it shut.
I disposed the rest of the items which I had bought and made my way to Arthur’s office.
10am
I was not so stupid as to drive straight into the compound of the building as there were cameras everywhere nowadays.
I parked a distance away in another building. I had brought along an old cap, old T-shirt and even an old pair of sandals.
I wore the old T-shirt over my own before changing into the sandals and finally the cap. Next, I don my old sunglass and covered my face with a surgical mask. I left my jeans alone since anyone could owned a pair of jeans and mine did not have any tell tailing signs to indicate that they specifically were mine.
Once I was ready, I walked into the building premise.
I did not go up to the office and went to the letterboxes.
For most office buildings, I knew that the letterboxes did not have any mechanism to keep out unwanted letters and anyone could drop letters into them. Fortunately the letterboxes here were of those kinds.
I dropped my envelope into Arthur’s letterbox and made my way out.
Once I had left the building premise, I threw away everything into different bins as I took a roundabout way to my car.
Since I wasn’t committing a criminal offence, if Arthur wanted to check, he could only look at his office building’s cctv but not outside of it. There was no way he could trace the letter back to me.
1pm
When I reached home, Giselle had left the house. I was about to have the lunch that I dabao back when the door bell rang.
There was a delivery and I collected the box.
It belonged to Giselle.
It was a small box and felt light. When I shook the box, the stuff rattled slightly inside. It did not seem to be something fragile.
I looked at it and it took me only 3 seconds to make my decision.
I brought the box into my room and used the cutter to slice through the adhesive tape. When I opened the box, I had a pleasant surprise.
Inside was a large pink dildo that has vibrating functions and a sudden thought flashed past my mind.
If she had bought this, could she have other dildos in her collection?
I had a spare key for her room but I was not supposed to enter it. However, as the minutes ticked by, the thought started to gnaw into my mind and it rapidly grew into a NEED to know.
10 minutes later, I was no longer able to control myself.
1.20pm
Leaving the opened box in my room, I took the spare key and went to her door.
I knocked on it a few times and calling out her name. I wanted to ensure that she was not sleeping in her room.
2 minutes later, I slotted the key into the keyhole and unlocked the door. Like Christopher Colombus, I moved towards the unchartered territory.
I had not been in this room since Giselle moved in. It was her sanctuary and I was now invading it.
The first thing that was different was that, there was a nice sweet fragrance in her room. Her curtains were drawn and I switched on the lights. Even if she was downstairs and looked up at her room, the drawn curtains will block off the light that I had switched on.
The furnitures were all mine and only 1 drawer in the wardrobe had lock. I suspected that if she had any secrets, they would be kept there. However, I was also curious to find out more details about her. Having more information about the items she had would help me to build a better gauge of her preferences.
Without wasting time, I went to the dresser and opened the top drawer. It contained her makeup kits. The 2nd drawer was her hair dryer and straightener. The 3rd drawer was filled with some documents. I had a brief look at them and they were nothing important.
I was done with the dresser and went to the wardrobe and cautiously opened both its doors.
Her clothes were all hang up but I ignored them. I also did not look at the pile of nicely folded clothes that were under the hanging items and went straight for the drawers.
The first drawer was locked but I had a duplicate key. Opening it, I saw all her important stuff such as passport and educational certs. There was also some money but it was only a few dollars. Surprisingly, it did not contained more secretive details in there.
Feeling a little disappointed, I closed and locked it back.
I was left with the last and final drawer. I realized that I had not seen her lingerie and this was the only place that they would be kept in. My excitement rose with expectations of what I would find.
Slowly, I opened the bottom drawer and as expected, all her bra and panties were here.
I recognized quite a few that I had helped myself to from the laundry box but there were others that were alien to me. Those I had not seen her wearing yet were the sexy and sheer ones. I guessed that with Shane being in jail, there was no one for her to show the lingerie to.
I moved over to her sleepwear. She had not hang out any to dry and I believed that she also had not worn these since she moved in.
As I flipped over the first camisole, I found what I was looking for. A vibrating bullet and a purple dildo.
I tried the switch on the bullet. It buzzed readily.
When I tried the switch on the dildo, nothing happened. I opened up the battery cover and noticed that the connections were corroded. It was easy to assume that it was spoiled as she had already bought a new replacement.
I placed it on my nose and sniffed but she had wiped it clean. All I could smell was a faint plastic scent. I placed it back and looked into the drawer again. There was nothing else and after making sure that I had repositioned everything back in place, I left the room and locked the door.
From what I had seen in her room, I was a little surprised. So far, I had the impression that she was easy and a slut but based on the toys that she owned, she was more conservative than I thought.
A friend called me as his car had broken down and I left to help him for the rest of the afternoon.
Ep 9
4pm
I was finally home and went to take a shower.
5pm
I was watching TV in the living room when Giselle opened the door. Without saying anything, she went into her room.
She was obviously not in a good mood.
I was curious about what had happened between Shane and her.
5.45pm
She went to bathe and returned to her room without talking to me.
6.30pm
I knocked on her door and she didn’t open it.
Me: let’s go for dinner….
Giselle: thanks but I’m not hungry….
I didn’t force the issue and went out on my own.
7.30pm
I bought BBQ stingray, chicken wings, satay, “o”-lua and chendol back. I also bought had some beers.
After I had spread the food out on the table, I knocked on her door again.
This time, she opened it but was still moody.
Giselle: I’m not hungry….
Me: I’ve daobao a lot…. come and have a look before you decide…
Reluctantly, she came out. When she saw the spread, she opened her eyes wide.
Giselle: who else is coming??
Me: no…. I didn’t know what you want to eat. So I got all these….
Giselle: are you trying to make me fat??…
me: haha…. definitely no…. let’s try whatever we can….
I held her shoulders and ushered her into a chair.
I opened 2 cans of beer and poured the contents into 2 ice cold mugs that I brought out from the freezer.
I sat down beside her and we began eating.
Although she said she had no appetite, once she started, she did not stop.
7.50pm
There were still more than half the food left but we could not eat any more.
Giselle: thanks for the dinner….
Me: why are you so moody? what happened?…
She didn’t reply and went to the kitchen to pour a new mug of beer for herself before coming back to the table.
Giselle: I told Shane about the money you loaned me. He wasn’t happy. He said he has the money and if I had asked him, he would have passed the money to me…..
She drank of big mouthful from her mug.
Me: Is Shane that rich?
Giselle: no… my parents bought his share of my condo when we annulled our marriage…. so that’s what he has….
Me: I see…. sorry, I should have waited for you to discuss with him first.
Giselle: no…. I knew he had the money but I didn’t ask him about it because he would then have blamed me for not checking the cost with Paul first…..
She took another big gulped.
Giselle: anyway, I disagreed with him and we quarrelled….. it’s just so stupid…. I don’t even know why every time we have to quarrel over such matters…. hais….
I wanted to smile but I controlled myself. Every small quarrel they had, it would create a bigger crack in their relationship and help me with my plans.
She finished the remaining content in her mug
Me: oei… go easy on that….
Giselle: it’s ok…. by the way, did a package arrived for me?
After exploring her room and distracted by my friend’s broken down car, I had completely forgotten about the parcel. The opened box was still left in my room.
Me: oh…. er…. yes….. actually….
She looked around.
Giselle: oh great…. where is it?….
Me: give me a minute….
I got up and went into my room. As I walked out, I quickly think of an explanation why I had opened the box.
Me: Sorry…. I was also expecting a package…. I didn’t read who it was for and opened it….
Her eyes landed on the unsecured lid of the box.
Giselle: oh shit!….
She stood up, snatched the box out of my hand and dashed into her room, slamming her door shut.
She had drank a fair amount and I knew that sooner or later, she would need to use the toilet
8.30pm
I was playing my PS game when she came out from her room. Just as I had expected, she hurried to the toilet.
When she came out and was about to head straight into her room again, I spoke.
Me: sorry, it wasn’t on purpose….
Giselle: er…. it’s ok….
Me: actually, you don’t have to be shy…. everyone has their own needs…. see, me too….
When she was in her room earlier, I had brought out my toy. I wanted to use it to open doors so that I could start talking about sexual topics with her.
I raised the silicon handheld toy in my hand which had a vagina looking shape at one end.
She saw it and her eyes opened wider. Our eyes met and she turned beetroot.
Giselle: er…. I…. er…. I see… er…. thanks…. good night….
She disappeared into the room and looking at her reactions, I knew I had achieved my aim.
Since she might need to use the toilet again, I executed the other part of my plan and left the house with my fishing gears.