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nope i stated i was already in a 6yr r/s
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i am a lady if u noticed my siggy and from my converasations with the other guys.
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these are my experiences, the swinging section is a thread i made for a friend of mine who is also a lady.
hope that clears up the air a little =) thanks for dropping by.
A woman of substance indeed.. Rare to the extent of extinction almost.. Well done and pls keep up the good work.. Cheerios!
nice story, if it’s a fiction, would definitely be at the ranks of “This is my story” by Kassandra Kong… but if it’s real, should we feel sad for the boyfriend who held on to you for that 6 years? Or perhaps he did something wrong too? So what happen after right now? He divorce and got together with you? Ok to share here or not ok?
And what happen to your bf?
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nice keep it up…
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A woman of substance indeed.. Rare to the extent of extinction almost.. Well done and pls keep up the good work.. Cheerios!
Extreamly flattered by your praises though I do not think so highly of myself. I am sure there are many more out there.
Perfection89: it’s based on my experience. About my SO I do not wish to elaborate as he will not be related to any of the chapters written here and will not elaborate further other than to state as of recently I’m single. Not by our doing but by God’s will. Dar is still my dirty little secret and I do not expect anything to change there. I respect his privacy and my status has nothing to do with him. It was a prior agreement and I am sticking to it. ^__^
Moving on to a new chapter in life, i’ve decided to start with a semi fictional narration of my supposed encounters and experiences. Well of course they’re closely related to my present reality thus giving it the realism and intricate details such stories need for that additional kick, yes? It’s gonna be more of a romantic start as that’s how id like it to. People with a phobia of words might wanna skip the first chapter or so *wink*
Chapter 1
We sat across each other, strangers for most part, eating silently as the other couple bantered off incessantly about their trips overseas and other small talk. He had a lot on his mind i could sense. Not wanting to be rude i casually asked if he was ok. Like an oyster he was pretty tightly shut.
‘You know u shouldn’t be playing with your food. It’s bad manners,” i teased.
“Uh, no its just that i have a lot on my mind currently,” came his downcast reply.
I probed a little further and decided to keep conversation till later when we had time for a more private conversation. I roughly knew what has bothering him and it wasn’t something he’d care to share with the other couple. We took a walk after dinner and stood enjoying the night sea breeze at the shopping centers outdoor park. Conversation was light and easy as im pretty open about myself even to complete strangers. We ended the night with drinks at Mount Faber and he sent me home.
During the drive back we talked about life and its unexpected ups and downs. Being one who had just gone through a similar experience i shared my views and take on how i coped with the situation. I guess most people who heard me talk about it found it inspiring if not enlightening. I would have asked him if he wanted to take a walk to ECP. It’s just something i did very often just to relax and clear my mind while enjoying the scenery and wind against my skin. Seven kilometres of solitary walking gives you a lot of time to think and reflect. Though by the time we were parked outside my home i decided it was best to leave things as they were. I was attracted to him needless to say and i had a hunch it was likewise with him as well. Knowing it wasn’t worth trying to get close i kept my peace. He was married.
We said our goodnights with a deep hug and i went in thinking he’d have been perfect if not. We shared an intimate bond forged of trust, gut feelings and coincidences of which was dealt by fate. All within the span of less than half an day. As i lazed in bed thinking of the day and replying his messages, i randomly told him about my idea to take him for a walk at ECP. He paused and said that was exactly what he had on his mind when he drove me home.
“gosh if i’d just asked haahah.”
“Still not too late. If you’re up for it, i’ll drive back now and pick you up,” he said.
“err…you crazy ar. Its such a long drive back here and its already midnight,” i replied bewildered but excited of the thought.
“im ok with it as long as you are.”
I pondered a while before agreeing to the ridiculous invitation. Why would there be a reason to say no now? I’d already had it on my mind the whole time anyway. He arrived sooner than expected and i wagged a finger at him for obviously speeding like a devil. We parked the car at one of the carparks and made our way to the jetty. I was still in my racerback top, capri pants and pocket runner shoes from nike that i had worn that afternoon except the cardigan i had grabbed just in case as it gets cold some nights there. We talked about everything, past, present and future. He wasn’t one to talk much usually he claimed but somehow he felt he could talk easily and share his past with me. He felt a connection but was afraid to admit it initially. Me being me, i told him exactly what was on my mind. I didn’t like beating round the bush and i am usually very straight forward. I told him i felt the same but didn’t want to push on because of his unavailability. Been there, done that and it was just too tiresome. He was in a fix. It wasn’t casual, for if it was he wouldn’t have felt so torn. It was more, more so that the prospect of what it meant scared him. I was feeling the same way too as i shouldn’t be thinking of starting a relationship anytime soon much less with a married man. It was all just too confusing, unbelievable, outrageously spontaneous and yet exhilarating.
It was 6 in the morning. We were hungry and chilled from the wind. Our hearts were in turmoil with no answers except emotions see-sawing its way through a battle between our hearts and our minds. As we drove to get some breakfast the radio seemed to somehow read our moods and played songs that answered everything we were questioning ourselves about. There we parked outside the restaurant. Both in battle with our inner selves. He finally gave in saying he was never one for deciding with his mind but rather more with his heart. I initially pulled away but infatuation and lust gave in. We kissed.
Chapter 2
I awoke to the sound of laughter of my housemates. Blinking back against the sunlight filtering through the curtains, I blindly searched for my phone to see what time it was. It was nearing midday. I laid back down against the pile of fluffy down pillows and closed my eyes recalling back the day before or rather the recent 12 hours. It felt surreal and I would have half believed it was a dream if not for the taste of him on my lips and the clothes I was still in. I was so tired I flopped into bed the moment I got back without showering or changing. God knows how I actually ended in between the sheets when all I remembered was grabbing my pillow as I fell into bed at 6 plus that morning. I didn’t care as I changed the sheets every week anyway. Half dragging myself out of bed I headed for a long shower and pampering scrub. It always feels good coming out of a long bath or shower. As I towelled my hair dry I saw my phone blink n buzz for an in-coming message.
[Morning angel. Are u awake yet? Hope u managed to get some sleep]
[Yeah just woke up and took a long shower ^__^] I replied.
I recalled we were hot and horny before we parted that morning but were both too tired and I needed a bath badly from all the running around the day before. We made plans to meet today and check into a nice room spending the remaining of the day under the sheets exploring our new found appetite for each other.
[Be there in half an hour]
[So where are we going?] I asked.
[It’s a surprise. *wink*]
With half an hour to kill, I decided to doll myself up. I hardly use make up on normal days as I need my glasses to work. Contacts are only good for normal outings where I don’t need to do much reading. His car was parked across the street so it gave him ample time to watch me as I crossed the street. I wore a long purple floral summer dress that was cut on bias with many flounced layers creating a beautiful volume that bellowed as I walked against the wind. I could see him smiling as I got in the car and he leaned over to give me a morning kiss before commenting on my dress and that I looked pretty. Score! He looked different dressed in jeans and a deconstructed top exuding a Korean sense of style.
“Let’s go get lunch first. I’m sure you’re starving”. I nodded and smiled.
Truth was I would always feel hungry when I woke up but today I just felt tired. We ate nearby the supposed hotel though I still didn’t know which or where. We walked along the streets and passed some interior shops I was attracted to being in my field of work. We stopped outside a boutique hotel which I was surprised I hadn’t noticed before when I was in the area. The room had a skylight window allowing natural lighting to warm the room. It was a pretty nice hotel with a quaint yet chic interior. I flopped on the bed and starred up onto the ceiling mentally commending the architect on the smart use of natural lighting. I felt him brush against my thighs and leaned over to kiss me. He asked me if I liked the place and I obviously did. I wasn’t much for mainstream hotels ranked by stars. I loved things quirky and different. We were both still very tired so he suggested we take a short nap. As he arranged the pillows on the bed, I took off my dress and as he turned around he gasped.
“Why?” I asked him curiously as he stared wide eyed and mouth gapping at me.
“Uhh…..you kinda shocked me.” He replied still staring.
“Well if I’m gona sleep you don’t expect me to sleep in this dress do you?”
“Aren’t I supposed to be the one stripping you heehe,” came his cheeky reply.
“Hhmmmm…,” he approvingly admired the lingerie I’d chosen to wear. It was a pink satin set covered with fine black netting and trimmed with Chantilly lace. The underwear had a transparent back of the same fine netting with tiny polka dot flocking. This was probably the reason for his shock when he turned around as my back was somewhat facing him. I have a thing for delectable lingerie and love going on shopping sprees for them when I visit Siam Paragon in Thailand. I did a slow cat crawl onto the bed towards him and teasingly tucked myself under the sheets beside him.
“Are you trying to seduce me?”
“Hmm…why? Is it working?” I innocently asked with a smirk.
I felt his tongue softly darting around as we kissed and it slowly begin to intensify. I was wet, I was always easily wet. I could feel the slickness and damp seeping through the thin fabric of my lingerie. I wrapped my arms around him pulling him closer on top of me and gripped his hips with my thighs. His fingers fleeted across my skin tempting me with their subtle touch. I shuddered as they made their way across the nape of my neck and shoulders. Ah so he found one of my little hot spots. It’s pretty much an exploration finding those little places that turn you on with the slightest amount of stimulation. Ever tried gently massaging the inner wrist of a lady with your thumb and planting little butterfly kisses right after slowly moving upwards to her inner elbow bend? Not every woman is built the same so experimenting and reading how her body responds is pretty much it.
His kisses moved towards my neck and my breathing grew deeper. I was already gyrating my hips against him moaning as he sucked and licked my ear lobes while his right hand massaged my breast. He could feel my hard nipples through the thin bra fabric so he lightly pinched and pulled them. I felt so hot it stifled me till I could hardly breath and I hung on to him afraid to let go. He asked if I was ok and I just nodded too dizzy to reply. His hand moved to stroke my inner thighs and he smiled cheekily as he touched me while maintaining eye contact.
“You’re so wet, your panty is soaking!”
I shyly bit my lips as I looked at him exploring between my thighs. He was still smiling widely as he pulled my panty off and admired my juice coating the inner lining of it. Using two fingers, he lightly stroked across my wet pussy and coated it with my juice and licked it off his finger. I was a little shocked initially but it was so erotic I just ended watched him doing it a second time.