Bros and Sis
I will write and share the Maldives “sexcation” with my exGF. She had bought and paid this holiday trip for me as my birthday treat…
But I want to get a poll if you want me to continue to write under Sex with ExGF or start a new thread?
Pls let me know…
Hi all,
I like to post my adventure 7 years ago when I was on a “Sexcation” with my then ang-moh gf (my exGF).
I will skip relating to you how I met my exGF… I know in my previous post I didn’t put her name down. But this time, I will assign her a name. Of course the name has changed la - but the letter initials are the same. Let use the name : Vicky.
We were already 2 years in our newfound relationship. When I first met Vicky, we were just on a same vacation, she was with a bunch of other Ang Moh girls and I was alone. To cut the story (and maybe I will save this for another time..) we hook up and became an item a few months after we met.
And so it was in that 2 years of relationship, we would alternate between me staying over at her apartment and she staying over at my apartment. We never spoke about moving into each other’s place - partly because I am a free spirit and like my privacy and she too was similar. When I met Vicky, she was in her late 30s and I was in my mid 40s. And so in that 2 years we had, it was all good. We would meet only on Weekends starting on Fridays and stay over the weekend till Sunday. It’s kind of strange initially for the 2 of us. We would meet up for a Friday nite date after work. I would normally pack my overnight bag in my car if it was my turn to stay over at her place or i would pick her up at her place, where she’d packed a overnighter if its her turn, and we’d go dinner and have a night out before we head back to my place.
So Its always the same thing… Wednesday either Vicky or I will call each other at the office Make suggestions. plans for Friday. And so it goes, Friday nite dinner/party/movie/window shopping. Go back to apartment, FUCK EACH OTHER SILLY - sometimes she would play strip poker and then we would tease and fuck each other, sleep.. somewhere in middle of Friday midnight and Saturday 2-3am - roused each other up and FUCK again and then fall asleep in each other’s body. Saturday mornings, we would either sleep in - especially if we have another pre-dawn fuck (yes - Vicky can get pretty horny sometimes). I finally figured out when she gets really horny.. It is when she knows its a ‘safe period’ for her and she knows that she can ride the crazy out of me and grind me till I cum really hard inside her.
So anyway - our Saturdays are often a sleep in affair till either one of us wakes up and makes brunch… Some times, we would wake earlier, because she or I planned for an errand day at Ikea or we go for a walk in the botanic gardens or at MacRitchie or a brisk walk at East Coast. And then we continue the cycle of lovemaking sessions on Saturday nite, but come Sundays, we would have brunch or lunch and its back to her place or I go back to my place - and so we have our own quiet time to do stuff. For her… she just wants Sunday afternoons for herself and sometimes she has a ‘bookclub" meeting with her expat girls’ social circle. And there’s this particular brown haired Danish girl in her girl bookclub whom I really have fantasize to fuck cos she’s a tease and she knows it that I know it.
You know how sometimes we greet and would just exchange (cheek to cheek) greetings, but this particular Danish girlfriend of hers, I noticed would plant her lips quite CLOSE to the edge of my lips on either side… Somehow her doing that and her perfume gets me a hard-on. Anyway - that’s another story which you need to remind about to relate to you on a particular hot saturday at the condo pool when she came to visit us, cos I was hosting a home cooked dinner party.
Ok back to where I was … anyway our weekend routines were getting to us and we would sometimes go to Bintan for a short weekend stay or at Sentosa Beaufort resort.. But it just began to get lame.
My birthday was coming up… and we made plans to celebrate and I said that I would plan a home cooked dinner and she can invite her ‘girlie firends’ to come as its been 2 years and I already a ‘member’ of her inner circle of ang moh expat girls… some are single, some are married…
That weekend, I planned for a simple 3 course meal… made a soup and a main course, whilst Vicky helped and contributed with her Casear Salad.
I had planned to not have to slave at the kitchen all day and so we opened he invitations for her friends to come to my place early to use the pool to escape the hot weather. I love my 15 year old condo. It’s got the old style rectangular pool , lots of mature trees and so it’s almost like a resort.
2 of her friends are often early whenever we have a group outing and I can’t help but notice that they often come and leave together. One was the Danish girl (see above) and the other was this girl from New York. The Dane had light brown hair and the NY girl has jetblack hair. I think its a dye job, cos it’s just too black.. I did asked Vicky about that and Vicky said she suspected that they were both Lesbos. (What a shame..especially when the danish girl is so delectable)
And so it was.. that saturday morning… Vicky stayed over of course. Friday nite we had our own private mini celebration (she gave me a ticket itinerary and said that she paid for the both of us on a 5 day trip to Maldives..! Whoo hooo !!!) .
That night after dinner at Fullerton One, we drove back. I popped open my usual Chardonnay and we drank and cuddle up on the sofa watching a recorded TV series (Greys Anatomy) as Vicky is a sucker for the show. Needless to say, birthday sex is usually kinkier! But I was exhausted from the week’s running around in errands and planning for the weekend cookout.
And so no midnite sex. We woke up around ten-ish in the morning and showered - I took the opportunity to help shaved her pussy and she too shaved my ballsbag and my dick and shaft and all. After that Vicky was giving me a BJ in the shower - and I was returning the favor with me kneeling and eating her freshly showered pussy.
The shower stall in my condo is not big - just the average size - and so it was just a tad cramp in there… and eventually I turned her over to face the wall while I inserted my dick in her pussy which was warmly welcoming me in her her usual moist and grippy way… She was teasing and reminding me how I felt last night and if her ‘special gift’ in bed was really kinky enough… and then the DOOR BELL RANG !
Sorry Bros…
for the cliff hanger break… not intentional… I had to attend to a conference call. Ok where was I ?
Oh yes… The Door Bell Rang !!! KNN !!! Of all the timing..!!!
Vicky turned her face to me, looked down at my rockhard dick and she turned around and faced me. She raised both her hands over my shoulder as I felt her boobs arched upwards again and her tits pressed into my chest. She planted a deep wet frenchie kiss into my mouth, while I reached with both hands down to her butt and squeezed them so hard, my fingernails dug in. She said hungrily in a teasing way :
Vicky : well Max my cowboy.. looks like we have to continue later…
She tugged at my hard dick and gave me a slow stroke and then cruelly pushed me off the shower
Vicky : Go and answer the door. Its your apartment ! Go.. move it !
I grabbed the towel wrapped it around me as the door bell now was ringing like as if some one was trapped in a lift.
Me : Hang on! I am coming ! I am coming! (as I tip toed in case I slipped since my feet were wet).
I held the towel which was wrapped around my waist and sneak a peek over the eyehole to see who the F it was ! Its only 12.45pm and no on was supposed to arrive past 3pm as what I had said…
I peak out - and - It was Vicky’s Danish girlfriend.. She obviously knew I was peeking out the peephole and she was sticking her tongue and making a funny face at me.
(To be cont’d)
Sorry for the interruption… some one at my door. (KNN - so many interruptions as I am trying to share my SEXCATION - which HAS NOT EVEN STARTED YET.. I HAVENT EVEN write about my sexcation yet…- so sorry..)
Ingrid (sorry… The Danish girl’s name is Ingrid) and that’s her REAL NAME bros. (ha ha I am evil - cos I am sure Ingrid doesn’t know about - so its safe)
Ingrid looks at me up and down as I opened the door, one of hands on the towel wrapped around my waist, and the other on the door handle
Ingrid : What took you so long? And …oh…Max - steady there boy ! Did I just hear you said you were coming? So did you ?
Me : huh? What ? Did I what?
Ingrid : Did you come yet ? (she gives me a funny look and starts laughing)
Ingrid : Max, you are real dense… I sometimes wonder what Vicky sees in you…
I was unlocking the steel gate when I noticed that Ingrid was alone.
Me : ha ha ha .. Maybe its the way my slight baby fat tummy bounces…Oh well, I guess thats for me to know and for you to find out … hey ! You are early.. where is Elle? (Elle is the NY girl whom Vicky said that Ingrid and Elle were lesbos)
Ingrid : Oh .. really? and how do I find out ? (she stretched her hand and almost reached close enough to pull my towel, as she stepped into the apartment)
Me : Oi oi oi !!! (as I hopped back) take off your shoes… this is not Denmark you know… and I dont have a maid.. The floor is already clean and unless you wanna hold the mop.
Ingrid : I’ll hold something better than a mop. (as she sat on the little stool and undid the clasp on her sandals) … Oh Elle - yeah… we had a tiff last night. Nothing serious.. she’s just in her cranky mood.
Me : Oh.. so is she gonna come later? or not?
Ingrid : Well, I dunno - its her mood. I usually let her be. If she shows up - great. If not - thats ok…
I turned to close the door and told her to make herself at home, as I needed to go get changed.
Ingrid : Where’s Vicky? Still in bed?
Me : Nah…she’s in the shower and should be out soon
Ingrid : yah right!!! She in shower and you in a towel all wet like a rat - and something’s sticking out from under too (as she saw the telltale sign of my rockhard dick beneath my towel). Go ! before I get uptight with the 2 of you.
Me : hey - stop whining, if you want - you can come and soap us off ! Although Vicky will kill me before that happens… (I laughed and walked back into the bedroom and closed the door behind me)
I walked back and caught the cold air in my bedroom and Vicky was just coming out of the bathroom with her towel wrapped like a turban over her wet hair. She was walking out nude. (I just loved the ang mos.. they are so indifferent about walking around nude in the bedroom)
Vicky : Who’s that?
Me : Oh..its Ingrid and Elle is not with her. Ingrid said something like they had a fight and she is cranky and so Ingrid came alone.
Vicky shook her head and continued to dry her hair in the full length I had DIYed myself from Ikea and nailed it to the wall. Bros - I tell you - its a sight to behold to see my Vicky as she preens herself stark naked in front of the mirror while I admire her body from where I stood. I dropped my towel and walked towards her and got her in a bear hug from behind and placed my dick between her butt cheeks.
Vicky : Stop it Max! Ingrid’s just outside. I wanna get dressed and not leave her alone.
Me and my horniness knows when to stop and it is time to stop.
Me : Yah.. ok - you’re right Vicky, sorry - I was just horny for you babe !
Vicky : Go get into swim shorts.. Lets hit the pool since Ingrid is early and we can pack some beers and the bacardi breezer and hit the pool now and come back to cook later
Me : Ya ! Great idea ! But Ingrid brought her swimstuff?
Vicky : No worries - my bikini should fit her…you think?
Me : I dunno, is that test question? Cos I never saw her naked before…
Vicky slapped my butt so hard from me trying to be funny and said : Go get out there.. and tell Ingrid I will be out in a sec.
I got out of the bedroom, tee-shirt in one hand and tying the string knot on my surfshorts.
Me : Ingrid ! You wanna a drink? You hungry? (as I walked past the living room into the kitchen)
Ingrid was already in the kitchen and snooping around inside the fridge.
Me : Oi ! You ain;t gonna find dinner in there.. Its all in the foam box over there (I pointed to the foamboax on the floor next to the dishwasher) and stop peeking. I told you - if I am cooking dinner, you wont know till I cook it.
I reached over her and took the fridge door to open it wider.. She was still stooped over and was reaching for the grapefruit when her arm just stroked into my (well now) semi-hard dick under my surfshorts. I jumped from the sudden touch and said - Oops sorry.
Ingrid just smiled and said : mmmm… did Vicky had sausage for breakfast?
Me : You !! I am not even going there ! (as I handed the grapefruit and pulled out the pineapple/orange juice carton for her)
To be Cont’d
Bros.. sorry.. I didn’t mean to suck you all thru a un-meaningful episode about the cookout at my apartment and not get straight to the Sexcation.
But you gotta understand that I need to set the stage - because what happened that day - was the setting of the awesome sexcation in Maldives..
be patient ok? I promise you - you will enjoy reading it.
Hang on… To be cont’d
Guys sorry - The long lapse is because I kena do a lot of backup work cos my partner on holiday (school holidays I now kena lone ranger and do all the work)
So let me continue where I left off the last time :
Ingrid was already in the kitchen and snooping around inside the fridge.
Me : Oi ! You ain;t gonna find dinner in there.. Its all in the foam box over there (I pointed to the foamboax on the floor next to the dishwasher) and stop peeking. I told you - if I am cooking dinner, you wont know till I cook it.
I reached over her and took the fridge door to open it wider.. She was still stooped over and was reaching for the grapefruit when her arm just stroked into my (well now) semi-hard dick under my surfshorts. I jumped from the sudden touch and said - Oops sorry.
Ingrid just smiled and said : mmmm… did Vicky had sausage for breakfast?
Me : You !! I am not even going there ! (as I handed the grapefruit and pulled out the pineapple/orange juice carton for her)
At that point, Vicky came to the kitchen and said :
Vicky: Ya, I heard you two… And yes, I did had my morning breakfast sausage already.
Ingrid : (laughs really loud and throws her head back) hmmm.. Looks like its a regular size sausage.
And then Ingrid playfully tried to pull my shorts as I walked away.
Me : Oi ! U better dont play play (in my PCK accent) cos the sausage might get angry…
Vicky pinched me on my arm and told me to stop being flirty.
Anyway - we sat down for a quick simple breakfast (actually just juice, and some fruits) and the girls went back into the bedroom I presume to try out one of the swim suits (bikini) which Vicky took out for ingrid.
I was left alone to brew the coffee and read the sat newspapers and was interrupted with huge laughter from inside the bedroom. I was curious and got up and walked to the bedroom and realised the door was not closed.
So I took the chance to walk in to find out what the fuss was… and the girls looked at me as I walked in.
I saw Vicky on the floor laughing nonstop and looked at Ingrid who was already in one of Vicky’s string bikini and I was distracted looking ather tits which were clearly visible thru the white bikini top.
Me : oi ! What’s up and Vicky, you better stop laughing or you will get into a fit at the rate you are going…
Ingrid : Hey max ! how do I look?
Ingrid was jumping up and down and jiggling her top. I was just too distracted by her tits and her nipples screaming at me to lunge at them.
Vicky laughed even louder and Ingrid was still jumping up and down…
Me : What?!!!! Whats so funny? (I was puzzled..)
Vicky : You are really clueless…
Ingrid continued to jump and then said : Hey … do I look ok in this ?
Vicky laughed even louder and then it hit me… No wonder she was laughing.. I began to laugh as well… It was so wierd and funny.
The joke was that Ingrid had not shaved and her pussy hair was sticking out of the narrow bikini bottom and her fuzz was showing and sticking out from the sides.. It was really funny and weird at the same time
Me : wow ! is that for real? (as I pointed at her )
Vicky laughed even louder and Ingrid said : Ok what do you think?
Ingrid reached forward and pulled my hand and I instinctively pulled back as she wanted me to feel her fuzz…
Me : shit Ingrid !!! that’s a freakin’ primary forest you got growing there…
Ingrid and Vicky laughed even louder… And I told her she had better shaved cos she ain;t going to the pool like that. She might scare the kids !!!
I looked at the clock and realized that it was almost 1.15pm and I said to them
me : Hey ladies, you do what you have to do… I need to prepped the pork and the soup and then we can go swimming.
I walked out leavng the 2 of them in the bedroom to deal with their girlie stuff. It was about 15 minutes into my food preparation when I heard faintly the bath water running and I assume that Ingrid took the advice and started shaving in the bathroom. Vicky was not out and I assumed she was in the bedroom doing her stuff… (you know sometimes Girlfriends do what they do and I dunno what they do…)
After I finished my food prepped and rammed the tray into the oven and set the timer and temp, I called out to Vicky if she wanted me take out the Salad for her to prepare.. No answer…
I wiped hands and walked back into the bedroom and then ….
To my surprise…Vicky was not in the bedroom and so I called out to her and heard her yelled back thru the bathroom door.
Vicky: I am in here sweeties, just helping Ingrid shave.. will be out in a few…
Ingrid : oh.. its ok he can come in and watch…
Vicky : No !!!!
Ingrid : Its ok, I am alright with it Vic, Hey max ! wanna see ? maybe you can help too?
Vicky: No no stay out…
Me : Ok I am coming in to look… (I stomped my feet loudly on the floor as if to come towards the bathroom door)
Vicky : No ! stay out !
Ingrid : Aw come on Vic, a pussy is a pussy ! whats the big deal?
me : (overheard what Ingrid said) ya… its the same… (as I pushed the door ajar with my hands)
The sight before me was no big deal… Ingrid was in the bathtub. her body was invisible covered by the soap bubbles and I only can see her arms and her legs . My xGF Vicky was kneeling and welding MY Shick Razor…
Me : Hey !!! that’s my shaver!!!
Vicky : too bad.. I told you not to come in.. (Vicky gives me a stern look and I think Ingrid caught it..)
me : ok hey… its no big deal… I can’t see anything with all that soap suds..
Ingrid : (consoles Vicky) Vic, its ok, I am not trying to flirt with him, I like girls anyway…
Vicky : Max hon, if you are going stay in here… I might switch to being a lesbo… So you better get out
Me : Oh… on the contrary, all the more reason I need to be in here as I dont want Ingrid to seduce you !
Vicky was flicking the shaver off the pubic hair and I said to Ingrid.
THATS A LOT OF HAIR there !!! that kind of loosen up the atmosphere and we all 3 started laughing… I left them as I didnt want my exGF to get upset with me.
I went out and pack a styrofoam box with beer and drinks and stuff and my novel. I turned on the radio and set the aircon off and waited for them.
I actually fell asleep on the sofa and woke up and realize I actually snoozed for 20 minutes. I got up and I can hear them finishing off the task and heard the shower being used ( I assume Vicky was rinsing off Ingrid).
They both came out and I was looking at Vicky whose hair was strangely wet again… Oh never mind…
Me : Hey .. lets go… lets hit the pool then…
In the life, I was behind the 2 girls and Vicky as usual in her GF way, she would lean back and press her butt towards me and i would put my arms around her as I stood behind her..
Me : Hey… did you showered again cos your hair is wet (as I looked at Ingrid who was obviously having a smile on her lips and looking up at the number on the lift door)
Vicky : yep I sure I did..
Ingrid : grins and says : She more than Showered Max…go figure..
And then they both started laughing again… I just rolled my eyeballs as I didn;t get their inside joke and left it as it.
Fast fwd at the pool. Vicky was lying on the deck chair and listening to her ipod. I slipped back into the pool as it was getting too hot. As I got up I took a beer and passed it to Vicky - who waved me off and I passed the beer to Ingrid. I slipped back into the pool and starting swimming to cool off.
Ingrid took a few gulps of the beer, set it back into the styrofoam cooler and jumps into the pool. As usual, I just moved to the side and laid there with my head on the edge and my legs up…. I know Ingrid was swimming some laps… So I closed eyes from the sun and was just listening to the water lapping around me.
Ingrid finished her laps and joined me where I was. And there we were… lying face up, heads on the pool edge and our legs just floated lazily. Sometimes our toes would touch and sometimes our thighs would touch. I was enjoying the skin contact.. It was really teasing. I told myself not ot have a hardon cos it can be easily seen from my swimshorts. We just chatted and somehow the conversation went back to her pubic hair shaving just now… and then she told me that she and Vicky showered together after her shave cos Vicky was half dry and wet and she decided to jump into the shower with her. It was there that Ingrid licked Vicky and ate her till she came.. I obviously was in snoozeland since I dozed off and it was that 20 minutes that it happened.
Vicky suddenly jumps into the water wth a splash !
I wiped my face from the water and just as stood up, I feel Vicky swim to me underwater and emerges right in front of me and puts her arm around my neck. We kinda have a semi hug and I can feel her grinding her pussy mound against me. She knows I hate this cos it gets me turned on and I cant get out of the pool cos everyone can see my hardon dick thru my shorts. As usualy she lighly pecks me on my cheek and said
Vicky : So.. the secrets out …I hope you are not upset
She looked over at Ingrid and scolded her for telling me
Me : Its ok.. I am cool no big deal… really.. (I pretended and pulled a sad face and pretended to walk away as if I was hurt)
Vicky blocked my path with her body and her arms around me and her legs are like semi straddled around my shin.
Vicky : Sweetie, I am sorry, Are you mad at me? (She pecks at my neck and cheek as if to make up)
Then I feel Ingrid behind me and she bites at my ear and said
Ingrid : Max - loosen up will ya ! It was not like i was a guy with a dick…
Ingrid moved quite close to me and I am now like a sandwich except that I am the meat betw my exGf and Ingrid.
It was hard to be upset especially when I can feel the pussy mound of my exGF in front of my dick and now, my back is SUPER sensitive as I tried to sense the nipples of Ingrid who was now pressed harder into my back.
I looked up at the sky and also to check if there were people looking and said
Me : Hey, this is getting too Xrated and I am going to get funny looks and a complaint from the residents here..
We all laughed !!!! and as we moved apart, I felt Ingrids hand groping my semi hard dick, I turned and looked at her and her eyes met mine.
Right at that moment, I didnt say a word but I know and she know what was on our minds…
Fast fwd.. After the pool, it was time to head back to the aprtment cos her friends were coming soon and I had to check the pork in the oven.
Vicky said she wanted to shower 1st as she needed to shampoo her hair again. Ingrid said she wont shower with Vicky to spare me the agony. And so the 2 of us were in the kitchen as Vicky went to shower.
Ingrid had a towel wrapped around her waist (as most Ang moh girls do that when tey get off the pool… they tend to wrap the towels around their waist making it like a skirt sarong). I told her to check the pork for me as I open the fridge to get the vegetables out for my soup. She took her towel off to hold the hot tray and she bent over , offering me a view of her ass and the side view of her breasts as gravity took over from her leaning angle.
I turned and saw the whole scene and I muttered
Me : Ingrid, that is a tempting sight.
She slammed the tray in, closed the overn door and gives me a light peck on my cheek (as in her usual greeting) but this time around her arms are around my waist and I can feel her light touch as she stroked my waist up and down.. it felt good. I just let her feel my waist and my slight tummy and I said
Me : hey ingrid, if you are feeling me, I am going grab those breasts in exchange.
She doesnt say a thing and looks at me square in the eye and so I just lightly brushed my fingers towards her breasts…
They both came
Bros -
Sorry for the abrupt end… Wife just came to my desk…
Ok where was I ?
Me : hey ingrid, if you are feeling me, I am going grab those breasts in exchange.
She doesnt say a thing and looks at me square in the eye and so I just lightly brushed my fingers towards her breasts…
They both came out of the bikini top willingly as my palms reached around it to pinch the nipples softly. At the same time, she had her hands (one around my butt) and the other tugging gently at my semi-hard erection that stand out like a flag pole already.
Me : (whispered hastily) Ingrid, we better stop, I dun wanna get into trouble with Vicky
Ingrid : bad boy, you are the teaser. And she pulled away
Just in time cos I thought I heard the door open or closing in the hallway towards my bedroom
hang on… wife calling…
Sorry Bros..
I know its getting interrupted.. but I promise you it is worth the wait cos this whole even that happened at my apartment has ’explosive impact’ on my sexcation which would happen later…
Anyway where was I? oh yes…
Just in time too - we pulled away from each other and Ingrid went back to inspecting my pork in the oven and I walked out of the kitchen to go and use the bathroom. As I walk out, Vicky was already walking towards to the kitchen, one hand holding up the towel turban over her wet hair.
As we past each other I flicked off the towel off her head and walked with it to the the bedroom to take a bath. Before she could say / ask, I poited back at the kitchen to show her that Ingrid was inside.
The rest of the day went without incident, her bunch of gal friends came, as usual, they complimented on my culinary skills. One of her ang moh friend has a fucker of a Ang Mo guy who is a real jerk and his name is Ian.
Ian knows I really bo chap him, but his gf is a sweetie from Australia (Sydney) Ian is from the UK. So anyways.. whenever we meet he would also never fail to try to undermine me…
Oops Wife calls… - sorrry… To Be Cont’d
Anyway… let me not waste my fucking effort on the chow ang moh Ian.. He’s a born bastard… I already took sweet revenge on him and he doesn’t even know it. (ha hah ha..)
Ok… fast fwd to dinner.. Of course every one loved the dinner I cooked and as usual we are all still sitting around the dinner table and takking away while her friends all take turns to get out and clear the table and wash dishes and its usually the same - we would all end up sitting around my rectangle dinner table meant to 6 people, but we end squeezing 8 of us.. So I had recently bought a long bench and placed on on the wall side of the table so that we can squeeze in more guests.
That nite, I sat at the bench, and to my left was Ingrid, my right was one local S’pore SPG (again, she works with Vicky in her bank) and I think she was one of those product champs that sells insurance or some thing like that. So picture this… It was Ingrid, me, the SPG, followed by another gal. There were 4 of us on the bench, which was meant comfortably for 3 pax. Vicky was sitting at the narrow end of the table acting as hostess. Tonight we had 4 people squeezed into the bench because they all wanted to face the aircon, which was blowing nice cool air and the wall behind us reflected down the draft nicely. I was asked to be seated inside because her friends felt I had done enough and worked too hard for th dinner and so I as asked to sit down and not moved around flitting between kitchen and table. Ingrid (as if to make a point) volunteered to sit next to me at the corner so as to block me from getting off the bench. She’s wearing her slinky sundress (bra-less as usual - what do you expect from her nationality, rolled my eyes..) I am in my tank top and shorts… and we are all cramped into the bench. My thighs were touching hers and I can feel her soft creamy thighs every so often when I reach forward for my food throughout dinner.
I know for sure Ingrid was enjoying the ‘skin to skin’ touching, because every so often I feel her hand on my thighs (pretending to hold for support) when she reached forward to get a dish. Hey I dun mind fellas,, honestly, cos, you can picture it right? When she reach forward (lean forward) i pretend to lean back towards the wall, as if to get out of the way (crowded elbow room) but actually I am enjoying the view of her breasts through the ample looseness of her sundress. At times, Ingrid will lean towards my neck as she talked to the SPG on my left side and I can feel her breast pressed into my left upper arm. She would like pretend to rest her arm on my entire shoulder as she yak to the SPG… this all happened throughout dinner. Vicky was oblivious to that of course as she was busy playing the hostess. We would banter back and forth from intellectual topics to movies, to books, sometimes gossips. Yep, surprises to you - buy ang moh ladies also are just as kaypoh and gossipers as the local singaporean gals. And its usually about some office romance, etc.. and then it would start from chow ang mo Ian who will often lead and hijack the discussion into something sexual.
Fast foward and after lots of wine and champagne, some of her guests were leaving and usually, its only the usual gals will linger back - which were normally Ingrid and her lesbo partner (who was missing this evening) and the SPG and 1 other gal, whom I am not familiar with as she’s often too quiet.