Wow, really want to thanks the samsters for the kind words. I’m really glad that you are enjoying the story.
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I believed you have the making to be the next Catherine Lim of Singapore. When you do become a successful and famous writer as her (which I have full confidence that you will), do remember your humble starting point here at SBF and do continue to post your stories in SBF under this assumed nick.
Wah, thanks for seeing me so up. But I don’t think my writing is quite in the same class as folks like Catherine Lim.
Anyway, hope you enjoy the next chapter!
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Chapter 10
Alex had me pinned under her and after another kiss to my lips, she started to slide her body downwards. The feeling of her hard nipples, dragging along my chest brought the little soldier immediately to attention, just in time to feel the two lovely mounds of flesh slide past him. She was now at the end of the bed, her head hovering just above my cock.
She used one hand to slowly caress the length of my member, while the other was gently caressing my balls. The feeling was wonderful and I closed my eyes, enjoying the twin sensations her hand was giving when suddenly I felt something wet on my cock. I opened my eyes to see her planting small kisses along my cock, moving along it till she reached the top, where her lips lingered at the tip. Her tongue snaked out, flicking the tip of my cock, sending waves of ecstacy coursing through my body.
‘Did you like that?’
I nodded.
With her eyes still on me, she opened her mouth and slowly put my cock into her mouth. It felt amazing. Here was the love of my life, taking my cock into her mouth while her sparkling eyes were still locked in mine. Down south, my little friend was being introduced into a warm and moist home, which felt better than anything I had ever experienced before.
‘Oh… My… God…’
While keeping her eyes on me, she started moving her head up and down, pumping my dick with her mouth. I didn’t think it was possible but I felt my dick harden even more. My mind was focused on the sweet and warm mouth taking me into her, that nothing else registered.
Then, suddenly, it stopped.
‘What?’
She was grinning mischieviously at me, her sparklin eyes shooting their challenge to me.
‘Do you want me to continue?’
My hands moved towards my dick. Desperate to recapture that feeling, even if my hands were a poor substitute for her mouth. She quickly grabbed my hands and pinned them to the bed.
‘Oh no… Answer me first.’
‘Yes… Please… Don’t tease me like that…’
‘You never answered me just now. Do you think of me when you masturbate?’
‘Yes… Yes… Please… Don’t stop… Lick me…’
‘When thinking of me. Have you fantasied me taking you in my mouth?’
‘Yes…’
‘Like this?’
She leaned over as if to take me in her mouth again, but at the last moment, she stopped, and instead blew gently on the tip on my dick.
‘No… Never as good as this… Please… Don’t stop…’
She giggled, then placed a kiss on the tip again, her tongue then flicked across the top. The head of my dick was fully engorged, the tip like an angry eye staring at his tormentor. Then, as if she knew the agony I was in and wishing to put me out of my misery, she lowered her head and took me in her mouth again.
I was lost in the amazing sensations but I could still feel her eyes on me. It was as if through my pleasure, she was deriving her own. I wanted to kiss her, to hug her, to touch her, anything to show how much I appreciated this, but I didn’t want to break that physical connection that we had at that moment. Selfishly, my little brother demanded satisfaction before anything was to interfere. My hands, feeling useless, could only grasp at the sheets, as waves of pleasure rocked through my body.
I had lost track of time, my entire being focused on the pleasure that Alex’s mouth was giving me when I felt that familiar tinkling sensation. I wanted to warn her, as i doubt she would appreciate an unexpected mouthful of my cum.
‘Alex, wait, stop…’
I reached out to stop her. She probably mistook my intentions and pinned my hands down again.
‘No… I… I am going…’
I never finished that sentence as I gave a loud roar as I felt my semen launch from inside my balls, up my dick and out, into her mouth. She was certainly caught by surprise and her eyes went in that instance from pleasure to shock. She made a gagging sound and ran out of the room, with her hand covering her mouth. I heard her coughing, spitting and trying to clear her throat as my sated little brother finally came to rest.
I tried to stand up but my legs felt weak, as if all the strength was sucked out of them. I steadied myself and went into the kitchen, where I saw Alex had her head over the basin. She was spitting out the mouthful of cum, and I noticed there was a bit by the side of her mouth; a strangely arousing and erotic sight.
‘Why didn’t you tell me you were going to cum?’
‘Well, I tried…’
I replied sheepishly. As if she replayed those last few seconds in her mind and found that I was correct, her eyes soften.
‘Urrgh… Next time, try harder.’
‘Well, don’t pin me down so hard…’
I decided it was best not to push my luck when I catch her eyes narrowing.
‘Did it taste so terrible?’
She nodded her head.
‘Urrgh… I could still taste it…’
She proceeded to rinse her mouth with mouthwash as I washed up in the bathroom again. When I came out, she was already back in the bedroom wearing an oversized T-shirt. We cuddled on the bed as we basked in each other’s warmth. Words were not necessary as we enjoyed the comfort of each other’s arms.
Unfortunately, it was soon time to go. I had to be out of the house and she needed to pack up before her parents had got home. I got dressed as she put things back where they were supposed to go.
We shared another long kiss, a promise of more to come, before I relunctantly leave her place and made my way home.
On the bus ride home, my mind replayed the events of the day, which got my little soldier getting aroused again that I had to put my bag on my lap to cover my erection. I knew then that this was going to be a memorable holiday.
Thanks to meimei5151 & Gemini for the points. It’s really appreciated! My posting this week could be a bit erratic as lots of real life work issues to deal with, but I’ll try to keep it coming…
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Chapter 11
Time flies when you are having fun. With the amount of fun we were having, it was little wonder that month long break felt like it was over too quickly. Every chance we got we would spend it together, pleasuring each other with mouth and hands, exploring each others bodies, going to the edge but never crossing that line to actually have sex with each other. It was not something that Alex was ready for and I wasn’t going to pressure her into it. To be quite honest about it, the thought never even crossed my mind, the pleasures we were giving each other more than an ample distraction, as it fills our mind, body and soul.
We had kept our relationship a secret for so long that it had became a habit and so, no one except Z knew we were together. I suppose we didn’t see the need for anyone else to know about it and thus never talked about it.
One of my classmates had planned for a New Year’s Eve party at his condo and since he was one of those who went on the trip, he had invited the girls as well. Alex and I were trying to come up with a plan to spend the stroke of midnight together and this party seemed to be the perfect solution to our problems. It was just going to be a matter of planning and luck for us to be sure that we are together, preferably alone, to bring in the new year.
Alex had made plans to meet with Z first and I would be late as I had a family event to be at as well. By the time I got to the party, it was already in full swing, more or less. After years of being ‘seperated’, nothing was going to change overnight. The boys had one side of the room and the girls had the other side; both groups pretty much keeping to themselves. There were some exceptions, of course, but not many that I could see. I looked around for Alex, but I couldn’t see her. I saw Z speaking to some of her friends, but Alex was nowhere to be seen.
Figuring that she might have stepped out for the moment, I went over to greet my friends. Most of them commented that I seem to have disappeared after the exams. I made some excuse about being busy with one thing or another and thankfully, no one really pried. While speaking to them, I tried as inconspicuously as possible to scan the room, looking for any sign of Alex. As I went to get a drink, I finally caught sight of her. She was sitting at one of the tables by the side, deep in conversation with someone. As I walked past, I saw who she was speaking to. My heart skipped a beat. Alex wasn’t speaking to a ‘she’. It was a ‘he’…
‘He’ is Y. Y is one of my classmates but not someone whom I was close to. We have different interests and have different friends. He hadn’t join us for the trip so I was quite curious how he seemed to be so friendly with Alex. I couldn’t think of a good excuse to barge in, so I got my drink and kept stealing glances at them, waiting for an opening.
As the night worn on, Y didn’t seem to let up, as he effectively monopolised Alex’s time. By now, annoyance had given way to frustrations and even feelings of jealousy. Who does he think he is, sitting there, talking with my girlfriend, while I was standing by the side, chewing on my liver.
I continued to make small talk with friends and some of the girls whom I had known from the trip, updating each other on our JC plans, such as what combination of subjects we were going to do. All these while, Y and Alex seemed to be oblivious to all others, as they continued talking, punctuated only by some laughing. The green monster had reared its head fully now, and it took all my concentration not to stare and keep to the conversation at hand.
As it approached midnight, I noticed that Alex had stood up and was walking out the room. When Y didn’t look like he was going to follow, I made my excuses and after a suitable amount of time has lapsed, followed her out of the room.
She was walking towards the washroom when I caught her attention. We sneaked behind a flight of stairs, and her lips hungrily looked for mine. When I didn’t respond as enthusiastically, Alex knew that something was wrong.
‘John, aren’t you glad to see me?’
‘It didn’t seem like you have the time for me…’
Alex looked like she was stifling a giggle.
‘Wow, John… Are you jealous?’
‘Should I be?’
‘Oh… That’s so sweet… I’ve never had someone jealous of another guy because of me before…’
‘So, there is something I should be jealous about?’
She kissed me again and looked at me with those charming, sparkling eyes of hers that melt my heart every time.
‘No, my dear… You know I love you…’
She laughed in her sweet voice of hers.
‘It’s about Y right?’
I didn’t say anything, but my silence spoke volumes.
‘Y and I go to the same church. We’ve known each other forever.’
‘I didn’t know you have a childhood sweetheart.’
‘This is so cute… You really are jealous… No, we aren’t… We’ve just known each other for a long time. Anyway, whatever it is, I love you now. That’s all that counts right?’
She slipped her hands around my waist and planted another kiss on my lips. I felt her tongue reaching out and any resolve weaken as I reciprocated the kiss, as our soul connected again.
I don’t know how long we were kissing but I could hear the countdown from the various parties around the condo. As the countdown reached 1, and amid the shouts of ‘Happy New Year’, our lips were still locked, and any jealousy or doubt was banished from my mind. We welcomed the new year in each other’s arms, our lips and soul as one. Can there be any doubt that the year is going to be a good one?
Chapter 12
The school year started with the usual amount of apprehension, nervousness and anticipation. We were going to a new school, with new teachers and new classmates. While a number of classmates and friends would go to the same JC, we were scattered based on our selection of subjects.
I had an interest in computers, which meant I had this odd combination of Computer Science, Economics and Maths. Alex had gone for a ‘triple science’ combination, which was where all the really bright students had gone. As we only had one subject in common, we didn’t spend much time together in school; you tend to mix with people who had similar subjects. To my chagrin, Y was also in triple science, but I reminded myself (constantly) that Alex was true to the relationship and that I had nothing to worry about. But still, to a slightly insecure 16 year old in his first relationship, the mind does tend to wander sometimes and cause unnecessary stress.
After school though was a different matter. We would spend that time together, returning home seperately only at dinner time. Perhaps being in JC had made us seem more responsible and our parents less strict about the time we got home. Besides, there is always our well-used excuse of ‘projects that needed to be done’.
We continued to maintain the masquerade of being just casual acquaintances, more out of habit than anything else. However, that didn’t stop us from having little ‘contacts’.
Perhaps it was the excitement of the risk of being caught, or that we were just two horny teenagers who have not been able to satisfy each other’s sexual needs in a while, but we slowly escalated, from light kisses on the cheeks, to French kissing, from hugs to touching each other’s erogenous zones. Once, while we were engaged in a furious tongue battle, I felt her stuff something into my pocket. When she went off, I pulled it out and realised it was her panties she had slipped in. The next lecture happened to be the one subject we had in common and I could barely concentrate on the lecturer as I sat there watching Alex, imagining her with only her uniform skirt protecting her modesty. I could see her stealing glances at me, with this knowing grin on her face and her mischievous sparkle in her eyes.
The big event in the calendar during those months was Valentine’s Day. Although frowned upon by the school, the meagre allowances that everyone had was splurged on flowers and chocolates, as part of an ongoing campaign to catch the eye of the person you fancy, which obviously I didn’t join in. I already had the eye of the person I facied. Alex did receive a couple of bouquets, including one from Y.
After school, we met at the supermarket after going home to change. We bought some food, and drinks which we brought to East Coast Park where we found a secluded corner which was not all that far from where we had our last beachside rendezvous. Not long after we finished with our little picnic, the day was getting dark and we cuddled on the beach, content in each other’s company.
‘You know, I wish we could be here forever, like this. It feels so comfortable.’
‘It’s nice. But there’s no privacy… I mean, what if we want to… Awww!’
Her elbow had jabbed into my ribs.
‘You are a pervert. Always thinking of that.’
‘You mean in the last 2 months, you haven’t thought of sex?’
She shook her head, but her hungry eyes betrayed her.
‘Liar!’
‘Says who?’
‘This.’
Before she could react, I had reached under her shirt and my hand was cupping her bra-covered breast. She started a little at the sudden contact, but her heavy breathing and her own hands reaching back to undo her bra signalled her own intentions. With the bra released under her shirt, I moved my hands onto the skin of her breasts, cupping one in each and gently kneading them.
‘Ummm, yes… I miss this… It feels so good…’
Her nipples were hardening like little buds on top of the mounds of her breasts, and I slowly rubbed them between my thumb and finger, gently pulling them, as if that would make them harder and longer.
‘Oh god…’
I felt her hands moved between us, sliding down the front of my shorts, reaching for my member. It wasn’t hard to find as my little brother was already standing at attention. She ran her fingers along the length, until she reached the tip, where she gently caressed the tip, driving waves of pleasure through me.
Keen to return the favour, my right hand left her breast and moved downwards, trailing my fingertips across her stomach, and into her jeans, and to her crotch. Her pubic hair near her vagina was already damp with her dew. My fingers found her clit and started massaging it. The reaction from Alex was immediate as she let out a low moan. As if I had turned on a tap, I could feel more of her juices leaking from her.
We continued to masturbate each other, driving each other towards the edge. I could feel the spasms rocking through her body a few times, signalling her orgasms. The air was thick with the scent from her juices and my pre-cum, an intoxicating mix that seemed to drive me even closer to my own orgasm.
When the telltale tingling came, I quickly signalled Alex, and she covered my dick with a tissue, all the while still rubbing it up and down until I came, shooting streams of cum into the tissue.
We quickly looked around and to our relief, it didn’t look like we got any unwanted attention. We quickly cleaned up, and realising how late it was, packed up and I brought Alex home. We sat at the back of the bus, in each other’s arms, and parted reluctantly only when we got to the lift lobby at her block.
As I made my way home, I was grinning as I re-lived the night we just had. I was sure we would have plenty of time and opportunities to enjoy each other. I didn’t know then how wrong I was.
Chapter 13
It was well known that the first three months in JC were not taken seriously by most students. Cutting classes was quite common, it was just a matter of not being too overt about it and not getting caught. Valentine’s Day also seemed to have been a trigger, with O Level results to be released about a month later, many students were adament to make the most of that time. Teachers were also quite lax about it as they knew that there will be changes after results are released and they would have to cover all the material again, to make sure the new students are up to speed.
About a week after Valentine’s Day, we were spending one of the idyllic aftenoons in a fast food joint when Alex asked if I had anything that I needed to be in school for.
‘Nothing that I cannot cut. Only Comp Sci lecture, which is a bore anyway. Mr @@@ doesn’t know squat and he’s wasting my time. Why?’
‘Well, my mother will be out. She has some things she needs to take care of. I have some lectures in the morning but I don’t really feel like attending. They are going to cover all the material again anyway. I was thinking we could spend the day at my place.’
While she didn’t mention it, I knew what that meant and I could feel the stirrings in my loins.
‘Sure. You want me to go straight to your place?’
‘No… Let’s sneak out after they take attendance.’
The next day, we rendezvous as planned and made our way back to Alex’s place. Following our well-practised routine, I would hide my shoes behind the shoe cabinet, so that it wasn’t immediately obvious to neighbours that there was someone else in the house.
Once inside, I couldn’t keep my hands off her as I hooked my hands around her waist and pressed my lips to hers and send my tongue in search of hers. She reciprocrated and we stood there just kissing when I started my hands moving downwards, only to be stopped by her hands.
‘Woah there… Relax… We have the whole day… You are really a pervert… Everyday think of sex only…’
‘Not pervert… But, I can’t resist temptation from a hot girl like you?’
She stuck her tongue out at me, and wriggled free.
‘At least you should wait until we are in my room right?’
With that, she ran into her room, giggling all the way, with me chasing her. I finally caught her in her room, where we caught each other in another embrace, my lips and tongue seeking to continue from where we had left off.
‘Wait… Take off your clothes and lie on the bed.’
I didn’t need a second invitation. My clothes were off and I was in her bed within seconds. While still fully clothed, she straddled me, then leaned down such that her her mouth was just next to my ears.
‘Don’t move. Just enjoy.’
She then turned around, still straddling me but facing away from me and leaned down. She took my rapidly hardenling brother in her hand and blew on it lightly. I could feel the blood literaly flow into my brother as it stood at attention, crying out for more attention.
I couldn’t see what she was doing but I could feel her. First, her warm breadth on my dick, then the tentative wet flick of her tongue on the tip, licking up the pre-cum that was already leaking out of my dick. I moaned my pleasure and I reached out to caresses her covered ass.
‘I said, don’t move!’
Her hands forcefuly pushed mine away, as she continued to give little licks to my dick, before I felt the familiar and welcome feeling of being taken into her mouth.
‘Yes… That feels so good…’
As if that was encouraging her, she started moving her head up and down and sucking furiously, one hand caressing my balls while the other was pumping the base of my cock in concert with her sucking. I was being brought to the edge willingly and quickly and I was doing my best to hold it in. But it was a losing battle and I could feel the usual tide building towards my own orgasm.
‘Dear… Wait… I’m going to cum…’
I had expected her to stop and get some tissues and to finish me off with her hands. Instead, she seemed to quicken her pace and the strength of her suction. I thought she didn’t hear me and I tried to delay my orgasm, and moved to grab her hand, but she shrugged it of it, without slowing down her beat. Unable to control myself anymore, I came, shooting streams of cum into her mouth. When I came down from the crest of the wave of pleasure, I was surprised to find that Alex had her mouth on my dick. She had taken all my cum into her mouth.
She slowly withdrew her mouth, sliding along my softening brother, leaving behind a trail of saliva as if to be sure she got every drop in her mouth. She then quickly ran out of the room and I could hear the faint sounds of her spitting and rinsing her mouth in the kitchen. When she came back into the room, she had a sweet in her mouth and that mischevious grin and sparkling eyes.
‘Did you like that?’
‘Yes, but I thought you didn’t like the taste?’
‘I don’t. But I heard some of the girls in school talking. They say that guys like it, so I thought it couldn’t hurt once in awhile.’
‘You’re just amazing.’
I kissed her on the lips. I could taste the mint from her sweet, but also an underlying musky and salty taste, which I realised was most probably my cum. It was odd in a way, but I figured that if she was game enough to let me cum in her mouth, I probably shouldn’t throw a fit at a bit of the taste when kissing her.
‘Now, it’s your turn.’
I quickly pushed her onto the bed, pushing her skirt up and her panties down. I knew she was not aroused yet so I started gently, by planting little kisses on her inner thighs, moving slowly towards her crotch. I left a trail of kisses across her crotch and moved down the other thigh. I could hear her breath quicken and the scent of her nectar wafted past me.
Like a man dying of thirst, I dove between her legs and starting drinking from her fountain. Her hands reached for the back of my had and pushed it into her crotch as I licked her nether lips, tasting the dew collected there. I used my fingers to gently tease her lips open, revealing her clit, which I would flick at with my tongue, sending spasms through her stretched body.
‘Yes… I love it when you do that… Don’t stop, please… Lick… Lick me there…’
I continued using my tongue to play with her clit as ordered, and I could feel the trembling start in her legs as she build towards her orgasm. Her juices were flowing and I could even feel it dripping down my chin and onto her bed. However, her sheets were the last thing on my mind as I continued eating her, eager for her to reach her own approaching orgasm. I didn’t have to wait long as she came hard, her body arching up off the bed and crushing her crotch into my face.
When the orgasm subsided, she dropped back to the bed, but my tongue was still on her clit, not giving her a chance to recover from her ecstacy.
‘Oh… John… Wait… Rest… I need rest…’
I shook my head and continued to lick her clit.
‘Oh… I can’t take this… So good… So good…’
I could sense another approaching orgasm with the unmistakable tremors started coursing through her body again when we heard the unmistakable click of the front gate being unlocked.
We immediately sat up in a panicked state.
‘She’s not supposed to be here. If she finds you here, we’re dead… Quick, you need to hide…’
‘Where?’
‘I don’t know… Under the bed… Go!’
‘Alex? Are you at home?’
‘Yes, mother.’
I had scampered under the bed and Alex had quickly kicked my clothes under the bed with me. She didn’t have time to put on her panties and had kicked those under the bed with me as well. It was just in time as I heard the door open.
‘Didn’t you go to school today?’
‘Yes, but I came back early. Just got back, actually. Wasn’t feeling too good.’
‘Really?’
A short silence as I heard the footsteps come towards us.
‘Yah, you do feel a little warm. You going to see the doctor?’
‘I think I should be fine after some rest… Let’s see how?’
‘OK. Go take a shower and get some rest.’
I heard her mother go out and moved to come out from under the bed.
‘Wait…’
Alex whispered. I froze, as she waited by the door, as if trying to listen to what’s happening outside.
After a minute or so, she whispered again,
‘Quick, come out now. My mother’s taking a shower. Get dressed and go quickly.’
Not needing to be told twice, I quickly got dressed and Alex gave me a wet towel to clean my face before I quickly sneaked out the front door.
By the time I was on the bus heading home, the whole episode had seemed comical, but it was certainly a close call!
Chapter 17
After we had calmed down from our highs, we managed to wash ourselves up. After we had wrapped our towels around ourselves and we laid on the bed, in each others arms. We were silent for awhile, caught in the emotions of the moment, and perhaps the reality of what had happened in the heat of the moment finally sank into us. I felt that I should break the silence somehow, but I couldn’t think of something appropriate to say. Alex had that look of bliss on her face but her mind seemed to be miles away and I figured that perhaps words were not appropriate for the time being.
Eventually, Alex stirred and raised her head to look at me.
‘Why so quiet?’
‘Just thinking…’
‘Of what? Do you regret doing what we did?’
‘No. It’s something that I wanted. Maybe it’s my way of making sure you don’t run off with some blonde when you go off to Australia.’
‘Really? I’m glad you have so much faith in me. But I suppose this means you are now stuck with me as well.’
Alex planted a kiss on my lips before answering,
‘That’s how I like it as well.’
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We eventually did get out of bed and we took a long stroll along the beach, our hands clasped in each others, reluctant to let go during the short time we still had together. We bought dinner back to the chalet and enjoyed each other’s company before making our way back to the bed, where we would make passionate love to each other again. We stopped only when we were too sore to continue and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
The next morning, I woke before Alex did and sneaked out and bought breakfast back. I woke Alex with a kiss, which led to our hands roaming each other’s bodies. Our breakfast ended up cold as we greeted the morning with another bout of lovemaking.
By the time we finished our breakfast, and packed up, it was time to return to reality. It was also when a small problem nagged at me.
‘Ummm, Alex. Are you on the pill?’
‘Of course not. That’s a silly question. Where am I going to get the pill from?’
‘Ummm, then what if you get pregnant?’
‘Oh, don’t worry. I’m pretty sure that it’s the wrong time of the month. Anyway, what if I got pregnant? Then you’ll really be stuck with me, right?’
‘Well, of course. Both our parents will kill us so we’ll be together in death!’
She threw a pillow at my grinning face.
‘Such a morbid thought.’
The goodbyes that day were especially hard. I was leaving the next day and this was probably the last bit of private time we had to ourselves. There were tearful farewells, and promises to stay true to each other. When we parted and I made my own way home, I believed the physical seperation that distance forced upon us would not drive us apart.
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I went to Australia with mixed feelings. While sad to leave Alex, it was like the start of an adventure and new experiences.
With letters the only form of communication between us, Alex and I wrote to each other almost constantly, updating each other on things that were happening in our lives. It was hard to imagine that there was so much to write about but even learning of the mundane affairs of her life made the pain of seperation bearable. Although overseas phone calls were very expensive, we would indulge occasionally in a quick call, if nothing else than to hear each other’s voice.
A few months later, I had my first guest from home. One of my friends had a brother who attended the University in the same city where I was. He had graduated that year and his proud parents brought the entire family to Australia to attend the graduation, and we had met up for dinner. It was good to see someone from home and over dinner, he updated me on our friends, and the merry-go-round that was the social world of a junior college.
‘Looks like you guys are living it up back home.’
‘I’m sure you are enjoying yourself here right? All these ang moh babes.’
‘Sorry, not my type.’
‘Yeah, right. Come on, I’ve never you pegged for being a monk. Speaking of which, remember Y?’
‘Yeah, what about him?’
‘Even he has a girlfriend.’
I felt a tightening around my chest. I tried to act nonchalent as I asked the dreaded question.
‘Anyone I know?’
‘Not sure. Oh wait. Yes, you do. Remember the trip last year? She was on that trip as well. Not sure if you remember her. Alex, quite pretty but with those really terrible glasses. Quite surprising, actually. We had both of them pegged as the really quiet, religious type and never expected that either would hook up with anyone. Guess that’s why they ended up with each other.’
Till today, I cannot remember what was said or done for the rest of the night. It was as if my entire world had came crashing down. I couldn’t understand what was happening. In her latest letters, there wasn’t even the slightest hint that there was a problem between us and yet, it seemed that she had moved on. Were all the declarations of love between us just a lie?
When I got back to my hostel, I immediately made a call to Alex. Her cheerful voice greeted me as usual, and all that I could think of was how she was able to live this lie. I didn’t know how to break into the topic, but in the end, decided to be direct.
‘How much longer were you going to lie to me?’
‘Huh? Lie about what?’
‘I know everything.’
‘You’re not making any sense… You know everything about what?’
‘You & Y.’
‘Huh? What about me & Y? I mean, of course you know. I told you everything there is to know about Y and that’s nothing!’
‘Don’t lie any more. I just had dinner with @@@. He told me everything…’
‘John, you’re not making any sense. What did he say?’
‘He told me that you & Y are together.’
‘That’s not true!’
‘Why would @@@ lie? He doesn’t know about us. I just wanted to know why…’
Alex continued to plead her innocence, which fell on deaf ears. The last words I heard from her, as I hanged up, were proclaiming her innocence and that I needed to believe her, punctuated by sobs.
My heart was broken at what I thought was betrayal of my first true love. I received a few more letters from Alex which I threw away unopened. After awhile, she probably gave up hope as well, and I would never hear from her again.
Epilogue
Many years later, while traveling for work, I bumped into Z at the airport. Given what had happened between Alex and me, I wasn’t surprised at the rather icy reception from her. However, there wasn’t much else to do while waiting for our respective flights, that we sat down for a cup of coffee.
We tried to avoid the topic of Alex by talking about everything else, but curiosity got the better of me and I had to ask the question.
‘How’s Alex?’
Z’s look immediately turned frosty and she was obviously debating with herself whether she wanted to answer that question.
‘Before I answer that. Tell me what happened between you two. How could you have treated her that way?’
‘What do you mean? I guess the long distance didn’t work and she had someone new.’
‘You thought she was seeing someone while you were in Australia?’
‘I knew she was seeing someone. That’s what I was told.’
‘Didn’t you ask her?’
‘I did, but do you think she was going to own up to it?’
‘Wait, tell me what you ‘knew’ first.’
I related all that I knew, which in hindsight, didn’t seem to be much. When she had heard everything, her hostile look was replaced with one of sadness. She then related the truth of what was happening in Singapore while I was away.
The one thing I was right about was that Y was interested in her. He was certainly spending a lot of time with her. Alex did her best to discourage him, but Y was persistent. Alex was too nice to reject him when he suggested group outings with other classmates but she drew the line at one on one dates with Y. In fact, Alex even told Y about the fact that we were already in a relationship in a bid to make Y give up but he insisted that he was fine with being ‘just a friend’.
Naturally, with the amount of time they were spending together, most assumed that they were a couple. Y would not deny it when asked while Alex’s denials were attributed to her ‘quietness’. When we broke up, Alex had pinned the blame on herself and Y and would never speak to him again.
Even though much had happened to me since I was with Alex, I must admit that there was a tinge of sadness when I finally learnt the truth; that I had lost my first love over a simple misunderstanding. When Z then related how inconsolable Alex was after the break-up, my heart did hurt at the pain that I had caused. I did briefly thought of asking for Alex’s contact, but I decided it was better not to. We had both moved on with our lives and there was no reason to go back.
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I would finally bump into Alex at the wedding of a mutual friend. She had matured into a lovely lady and was engaged to be married the following year. With the history between us, it was awkward but in a way, I was glad to have bumped into her. It gave me the chance to apologise for what I did. She didn’t say anything, but just gave me that little smile of hers, and the twinkle in her eyes which had captured my heart all those years ago. However, this time, a chaste kiss to the cheek was all I got as we laid the demons of the relationship finally to rest.
We didn’t keep in touch but I know she got married as I saw the photos of her wedding on Facebook. She looked happy as do all brides and I’m glad for her. However, for a short moment, I wistfully wondered about what might have been.
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That ends this first story. Really sorry for the long lapse since the last update but have been terribly busy with work.
I hope at least some of the folks here have found the story to be mildly interesting.
I have quite a bit of stuff coming up so it’ll be hard to write more for now. I’ll try to make a start on the next one and hope to be able to share it with the bros here soon.
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…That ends this first story. Really sorry for the long lapse since the last update but have been terribly busy with work.
I hope at least some of the folks here have found the story to be mildly interesting.
I have quite a bit of stuff coming up so it’ll be hard to write more for now. I’ll try to make a start on the next one and hope to be able to share it with the bros here soon.
Thank You for completing this story.
Very nice writeup
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Chapter 17
My heart was broken at what I thought was betrayal of my first true love.
I received a few more letters from Alex which I threw away unopened.
After awhile, she probably gave up hope as well, and I would never hear from her again.
A beautiful innocent teenage love story ………… so sad it ended over a simple misunderstanding. I believed she was truly your soul-mate.
Lesson learnt: Never, never throw away letters unread; or refuse to pick up calls ………. no matter how much you are going to dis-belief someone, always give let him/her have his/her last say ………. it could have turned things around differently.
Wished both of you well and happiness in your lives ahead.
haiz, wat a sad ending to the story… it is always the qn of “if only” cheer up, hope life got better from then on.
Its good to be in the schooldays =( I have wasted my opportunity last time because i am innocent in the past (regret)