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Originally Posted by
amazonr
its ur own fren with ur wifE~!!!
walao ! u funny izzit ?
maybe not 2some but 3some?
maybe gal-on-gal ?
or juz plain cell-group meeting
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Originally Posted by
amazonr
its ur own fren with ur wifE~!!!
lidat the friend very stupid right ?!?!? he very well know that there is a camera in the house
Thanks again for the comments and points, bros. Very kind.
Suddenly light came from the screen. The door opened and the outside light must have been on. Two figures seemed to be in a hurry and they appeared to be undressing. The screen was gloomy but I could make out my wife and she was with the Ang Moh! They were deep in a passionate kiss and his shirt was off. Her blouse was off too and she was only wearing her skimpy bra and skirt. The Ang Moh’s big hands were all over my wife. Soon his trousers were off and around his legs and he was trying to get my wife’s bra off. They soon ended up on our bed almost naked groping each other all over. Then I saw the Ang Moh’s hands take away her bra and start massaging her tits. He was soon kissing them and she seemed to be wriggling in joy.
Then he pulled down his briefs and from the angle we could roughly make out that he was astride her probably with his tool in between her tits. After a while we could make out that he was probably forcing his dick into her mouth. Hope she bloody chokes I was thinking! This went on for about ten minutes and by this time my mind was in a blur. All sorts of thoughts raced through my mind.
Then, we saw them change position. The bastard had my wife astride him probably with his dick inside of her and she was bouncing away rodeo style. Then again another change, he took her from behind with her bum cheeks flapping on his thighs while he pounded away doggie style. This went on for a bit when he must have ejaculated in her and things slowed down. The rest was tame compared to that and my friend stopped the tape. I went to the living room and reached for the whiskey bottle and poured myself a generous amount. What the hell! I was thinking.
In the meantime my friend was fast forwarding the recording to see if there was anything after that. Then he gave me a shout…
To be continued…
Bro Razman,
Dunno should reward you the points for the story as if it’s true, the points should not be used as a ‘reward’ for this sad news but hopefully it is not true.
Anyway, if you ever need a good listener or a drinking kaki, feel free to call me.
Bro,
I hope this does not happen to you..and its just a story you are telling. Pls do cont the rest.
Once again bros thanks for your kind comments and suggestions and points. Some of you guys are great. So on with the last part…
“Hey!” my friend suddenly yelled. Then he went quiet. I said “Why?” He was just staring at the monitor, muttering “The bitch!”. I rushed over, and there it was again. This time the scene seemed to be brighter and we could see more detail. Then I realised why - it was daytime! This was probably on the third day I was away. They were at it again! This time it was a little different, things seemed more relaxed. But it was just as sordid. The Ang Moh’s back was to the camera but just angled enough for us to see my wife’s head jerking in front of his groin and his pants were down. Then it was his turn, he lay her on our bed and started licking her coming all the way down to her pussy when she parted her legs and we could see his head between her thighs like how a dog licks a bone. After a while he penetrated her from the front and was banging away. It was just too much…I broke down.
That was it! There was going to be drama and helluva lot of it. The question wasn’t if, it was when!
So me and my friend got down to plan. First there was no way that bitch was going to be my wife anymore. Contacted a lawyer and got things going in the legal area. Then how to get even. Basically copies of the recording were produced. By some some strange coincidence a copy landed on my ex-wife’s boss desk. Lawyer got one and even her mother. The timing was almost right. On the same day I understand the lawyers served notice.
The confrontation with the ex-wife after that was also dramatic. The joke was, I was blamed! I didn’t care for her, I seldom gave her presents, I worked long hours. How could I be so cruel to send her boss the recording. All sorts of crap. I was only amazed how I didn’t give her a damn good thrashing there and there. It must have been the medication I was on.
Anyway, thanks for reading. I thought of not writing this story and then I read another thread about Ang Mohs in this forum and thought why not share? Maybe somebody will learn something. Obviously, it was not as accurate as I would have liked but I had to make sure I could maintain my privacy and left out some details.
Was I also to blame? Well, maybe in the last year of our marriage I didn’t catch the warning signs. Ex-wife not wanting to wear her wedding ring. She was spending more time out of the house.(which didn’t strike me as I was working late quiet often). Maybe I took her for granted? But you know, now that I’m in a more relaxed mood I begin to wonder if it wasn’t for the better? As far as Ang Mohs are concerned - nothing against them in general but some take our local girls as easy picking. They just want to screw anything that comes their way even with my ex-wife who frankly is quite plain looking. As for the ladies, don’t be so bloody stupid to hang out with Ang Mohs, some of them just hit and run. The Ang Moh here suddenly disappeared when things were revealed by the way.
So Happy New Year everybody. The End.