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Welcome back bro!
Yah Bro Thanks !
Good to be back… I have tons of work to catch up n I promise this babe Silkypussy and my fellow supporter bros that I will finish this sexcapade on Ingrid cos its taking too long liao !!!
But please patient hor, cos I have really good situations to share…
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Bro xxFTOxx
Thank you thankyou. Kum sia Kumsia !!!
I am now engergized to continue my sexcapade and the next installment
Bros and Sis, and fellow supporters… sorry for the lapse… Too busy with family stuff during this holiday season… OK let me continue becoz I just know you all cant wait to hear the rest of the next installment.
So I watched with a smile on my face as Ingrid bounced and skipped her way to the guestroom shower.
I sat back down at the sofa and many thoughts raced through my mind. I got excited, also a little scared… Come on fellas… if you were me, you would be shitting in your pants too yes?
Not before too long, Vicky came off the bedroom and came out dressed in her usual floral sundress She went straight to the kitchen for a glass of water. I was watching TV sitting on the sofa just doing all I can to be ’normal'.
Ingrid came out too, dressed in a tube top. (Yep my mind told me, she is braless). She winked at me as she bounced to the kitchen to grab a drink as well.
These angmoh girls are really lazy. They hardly ever blow dry their hair. Both the girls have their hair still wet from the shower. The sight of their wet hair also made me a little turned on. After all, memories raced back to the wonderful fucks I have had with Vicky and with Ingrid in the shower.
Ingrid for sure in the more recent fucks, gave me the best ever BJs.
How can I NOT recall the bathtub in the evening where I was offered her anus and had a anal fuck with Ingrid… All these and other thoughts came flooding through my horny mind that even though while I was sitting down, I felt my dick started to stretch out.
There was nothing more I could do now and just hope that Ingrid is mature enough to hold her end of her bargain and keep the secret illicit sexcapades we both had when Vicky was away.
I flipped channels on the TV nervously as I tried to overhear the murmurings in the kitchen as the 2 gals chatted at the fridge. I tried to block off the thoughts by telling myself, its probably their usual girlie talk.
I looked at my watch and realized it was already almost 7 and we still have to drive to Mandarin Gardens for Susan’s dinner party.
I turned off the TV and walked to the kitchen to tell the girls we have to get going. Vicky and Ingrid were giggling over something as I walked in. I looked at them and they both caught my eyes.
Vicky : Sorry you missed out babe. Ingrid and I were just talking about this guy at the pool earlier on and he was wearing a speedo and we could see his dick outline…
Ingrid : Yah… it was like curved like a banana.
Me: Oh really? I guess I cant leave you girls alone… one swim at the pool and you are oogling at men in tights.
Vicky and Ingrid laughed.
Vicky : Well, he had a nice tight butt.
Me: Really? As tight as mine?
I playfully boogie and woogie my butt. That made the girls laughed louder.
Me: Ok.. girls, we need to get going otherwise we’ll be late for Susan’s .
I turned about but Vicky called out : Hey Max, go get a bottle of wine and bring that with us will you?
I turned back and walked past Vicky and Ingrid as they gulped down their drinks. I bent over to choose the red wine, and I felt a SMACK on my butt.
Vicky : OMG!!! You did NOT !!!! and she burst out laughing
Ingrid : I HAD TO Vic ! Max’s butt looked too inviting for me not to resist.
The 2 girls laughed so loudly that Vicky was coughing as she laughed. Great. I was the victim of their bad-ass joke. I wasn’t annoyed and indeed was kind of glad that Ingrid was taking any opportunity she could to touch me in some way. A good sign? Maybe.. maybe not… and it could turn dangerously risky.
Me : Hey !!! that will cost you !!! My butt ain’t for smacking or grabbing.
I stood up with a bottle of Cabernet in my hand and Ingrid (in a jestful way, tried to stick her chest up like a gangster towards me).
I looked at her and moved in close. So close my chest and hers were pushed against each other. Vicky laughed at our mime. I got even closer and pretended to do a dead stare. Ingrid did the same. We dare stared each other playfully and continued our gaze closer and closer. So close our noses touch each other. I looked into Ingrid’s eyes and I wanted to kiss her so badly. My brain had to take over and I stopped. Luckily I did. Cos Ingrid also almost did the same. I could sense it.
Vicky laughed not realizing the secret game I was playing with Ingrid.
Me : Ok enough of this crap.. lets get going. Come on girls. grab your handbag, keys, phones whatever and lets go already.
We left Vickys apartment and was in the lift heading to the basement carpark. Ingrid accidentally or purposely… stood close to me. I could feel her skin on my arms and I tingled at the touch.
The drive to Mandarin Gardens was the usual banter over work and stuff. I told them I had a planned Tokyo biz trip coming up and I was not looking forward to dealing with my Jap office team mates who had been giving us a hardtime over some deliverables on the project I was heading.
Ingrid asked : Wow Tokyo.. I have never been Japan. How long will you be gone?
I looked into the rear view mirror as Ingrid sat in the backseat : Ingrid, it’s just the usual 3 days trip. Anyway, I am not really a keen fan of Japan. Getting to the office is a hassle.
We continued to chat over small inane stuff until we arrived at Mandarin Gardens. We called up to Susan and she directed us to the pool. Seems like our dinner was going be a BBQ. Great! I hate BBQs. Its hot, oily and smoky and I end up smelling like a hotdog or a burger.
As it turned out, Susan actually had some tables prepared for us near the poolside and it was a nice evening. And so it was eventually the rest of the usual dinner gang appeared and we had a great dinner chatting away. For once, I felt so relaxed as a guest. Most of the time when Vicky hosted dinner, it was me doing all the ‘hosting’ buzzing between kitchen and dining table to serve dishes I prepared and cooked. I mean I enjoyed it. I loved to cook. Thats probably why Vicky is so in love with me for that reason.
The evening wore on with more drinks, mixers, wine and silly conversations.
As with most dinner parties, we often will exchange seats and sat around chatting away. Everyone always seem to have their own side chitchats with several topics. As the evening wore on, we were running out of alcohol and ice as well.
I volunteered to grab more ice.. but I have not been to Susan’s or rather Susan;s angmoh boyfriend apartment here in Mandarin Gardens. Neither had Vicky too. So Susan tossed me her apartment keys… I must have looked like lost or something…
Susan : hey max, its at Tower XX OK? hey Ingrid, why dont you take Max up there since you know which Tower and which apartment.
Me: Oh.. ya… I need a helping hand with the ice and more drinks.
I grab the red pail and dumped off the excess melted icewater onto the grass verge and waited as Ingrid looked at me and smiled.
Vicky called out : hey Ingrid, don’t harass him ok? Or try to grab his butt.
Vicky continued to share the pool episode and what happened later at the apartment with the rest of the dinner guest as I waked with Ingrid alone towards to the lift lobby.
The minute we got into the lift all by ourselves, I dropped the pail and we both smothered each other with fast and furious kisses.
I pressed Ingrid’s body so close to me that she was gasping for air. We kissed and tongued each other.
Ingrid: Oh max… its been so long. I have been thinking of you.
She tongued me. I tongued her back and then pushed away
me: Me too… were you really thinking of me?
Now it was my turn to kiss her. She let me kiss her neck and let me squzzed her breasts on her tube top. I was so tempted to pull them down to lick her nipples. Ingrid lifted her hands to stop me.
Ingrid: yes. why didnt you call? I thought you were getting cranky on me
I kissed her neck again and nibble her earlobes. And I got a good sniff of her perfume.
Me: Oh no… I was just nervous and also I had been busy with work.
Ting !!!! the lift door open as we arrived on the floor. As Ingrid stumbled with the apartmen front doors, I took the chance to grab her by the waist and dry hump Ingrid from the back making sure she can feel my hardon cock in my shorts.
Ingrid just looked back and smiled as she turned the knob to open the door.
Ingrid : Down boy! You are horny !!!!
Me : i can’t help it Ingrid.
We both walked into the apartment. I just could not remember the layout, because my mind was all horny and all could think of was wanting to kiss and grab Ingrid.
Sue’s apartment - oh rather her Ang Mo BF apartment was dimly lit since all the party guests were at the poolside.
But it was a nice to enter into an cool aircon environment. I just felt horny in the dimly lit quiet apartment. And all alone with Ingrid.
I was telling myself… maybe we can have a quickie. But I was also reminding myself that usually after the dinner parties, Vicky and I will be fucking each other. If I have a quickie with Ingrid now, my sperm will not be at full volume and I dont want to make Vicky suspicious…
BUT I was DAMN HORNY. And some how maybe its the “danger” and the “risk” elements that made me horny. And OH WELL… Maybe even made Ingrid feel excited too.
Ingrid instinctively held my hands as we entered the apartment. My other hand was holding on the empty pail which i took with me to load up the ice and also more alcohol.
Since I had not been to the apartment before and Ingrid had, she gave me a quick look see look see around the apartment.
Sue’s Ang Mo BF came on an expat basis and its sickening to see how expats lived differently from the local hires. It’s nice and well appointed. He had turned one of the rooms into a open plan study room come reading room. And it looked very cosy with lush thick carpets and a huge (no let me correct that) SUPER HUGE square pillow cushion on the floor.
I knelt down to feel the cushion and its soft plush fabric. I head Ingrid telling me how nice it felt. I nodded my head.
Me: Wow! Its so nice
Ingrid : Ya..that pillow really gets me going
I turned around and looked at Ingrid. She just smiled.
Ingrid : You know what I mean…
She gave me that cheeky smile
Me: Well come over here. Lets see how it feels
I sat down on the nice plush square floor pillow cushion (or whatever you called it) and pulled Ingrid to me. We both half sat and half laid there for a while and enjoyed the comfy-ness of the plush material. It made me (and it made Ingrid) a little horny and sexy.
I somehow leaned over and we both kissed. I quickly pulled down her tube top. She let me this time to peel it all the way down to her tummy, exposing her 2 creamy breasts to me.
Ingrid laid down on the soft thick pillow and in the dim lighting, her body was tempting me to fuck her there and then.
We kissed passionately. And I was licking her neck, her earlobes and her under chin and worked my way down to her midvalley of her breasts. My hands were trying to work their way under her skirt to peel off her panties.
Ingrid : Max we have to stop…
Me : Ok.. just a few more kisses ok?
Ingrid : No Max, I mean it… This is not the place and time.
We both got up. I pulled her off the pillow and reset the pillow to cover our tracks there. I helped Ingrid pull up her tube top but not before putting my 2 hands there to give them a reassuring squeeze.
Ingrid : Boy - you men are really into breasts.
I laughed and she hiked up her skirt and re-adjusted her panties from my earlier aborted attempt to pull them off.
Ingrid: Hey Max, sorry about that… you know its not the right place and time and we are playing this too dangerously and I am not comfortable.
Me : Yeah I understand and I know. And I want to apologise for my behaviour babe. But I can’t fight my feelings when I am next to you.
Ingrid just smiled at my feeble but honest explanation. We went back to the kitchen and I started to load up on the ice into the pail. Ingrid was in the store-room looking for bottles of wine.
Ding ding! I turned my head and walked to the front door and it was Vicky with Susan. They both came back in because Vicky wanted to use the bathroom.
I told myself : PHEW!!!! That was close. And just as well that Ingrid’s common sense worked over me. Otherwise I will be in trouble.
Sue led Vicky to the bathroom next to the kitchen.
And so it was pretty cool and looked innocent enough with the half open fridge door and the half filled pail of ice and Vicky found Ingrid half bent over in the storeroom selecting wine bottles.
I quietly heaved a sigh of relief. Ingrid - being herself - was comfortably doing her thing and even asked Vicky to help decide which wines to bring down. Sue was busy looking for something harder for me to hammer and crush the ice in the kitchen.
The night ended with me and Vicky leaving earlier. Ingrid stayed behind with the rest of the guests as one of the couple said it was on their way and they will drop off Ingrid.
Vicky and I continued our usual banter and chitchat as we drove back. My mind was on Ingrid on the journey back to Vicky’s apartment. We arrived back to Vicky’s. I told Vicky it was a great evening as it was the first time I didnt have to worry about hosting the guests. Vicky laughed and teased me saying that I must have felt like a slave. We both laughed it off.
Great, I was telling myself, all is normal and Vicky don’t know what she don’t know. We showered together that night. And it seemed like its been so long since we did that together.
But all I can remember was me fucking Ingrid in the shower, anal Ingrid in the tub, the candlelit night and the explosive cum I had.
It made my cock stiffened up as I recalled that in the shower. It was just as well, as Vicky was stroking and soaping my back, I felt her hands reached for my hardened shaft.
Vicky : Ohh…. Waiting for some action huh?
Vicky is just playful and this is what I liked about my exGF.
Me : Ya..seems like its been awhile since we last showered together.
Vicky: Ohh poor babe, you missed me?
Me : Of course I miss you
I turned around to face her and Vicky held her arms around my shoulders as I pressed her soapy wet warm body towards me. Our lips met and locked in a deep tonguing action as I felt my stiffened dick pressed against her tummy.
I turned on the shower with one hand as we continued to kissed and necked each other under the shower. The fall of the warm water rinsed off the soap and we both hurriedly towelled off and made our way to bed.
That night, as I made love to Vicky, my mind was thinking of Ingrid, recalling the fuck we had when Vicky was away in Manila. Right there on the same bed, where I had just 6-9 Ingrid, and where we both fucked each other for 2 nights and 3 days.
I fucked Vicky so hard that night that Vicky cummed 3 times that night. I cummed twice that night too. We both fell asleep as usual in each other’s nakedness.
The workweek came hard and heavy and all too soon my head was in deep with timelines and stuff.
I recalled so clearly until today. I was waiting in line to buy my Mee Pok tar and I had a buzz in my phone. I checked and found a SMS from Ingrid.
Ingrid SMS : Hey ! R u busy?
My SMS : In line to buy lunch. Wats up?
Ingrid SMS : I am on leave all week this week.
My SMS : Great! Dats gd 4 u, but not 4 me
Ingrid SMS: When R u flying to Tokyo?
My heart fluttered as I read her last SMS text.
“Lai, order see mi?” My thoughts were interrupted by the meepok seller.
I hastily ordered my Meepok and was shuffled on the queue to grab the tray and the chopsticks.
I lifted up my phone and re-read the SMS and just then another SMS came from Ingrid
Ingrid SMS : Hello? u there?
My SMS : ya..pls wait, ordering food.
My SMS : I am flying Wed, early flight out on United to Tokyo. wats up?
Before waiting for Ingrid’s reply, I hastily typed another text
My SMS : U wanna cum w me? I can buy tix still.
Ingrid SMS: hey y dun you call me when u done with lunch
That last SMS was making my heart beat faster. I wolfed down my meepok in less than 5 minutes and quickly wiped off my mouth and bought a can of Coke and walked back to the office so that I can make a call to Ingrid.
Fighting the raffles place crowd, I literally half ranm half walked back to Clifford Centre. Went up to the office and lock myself in the unoccupied meeting room and dialed Ingrid’s number.
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Originally Posted by
silkypussy
Hey I worked in the same area - Battery Road
Sis
Some one told me you were for real and had met up for drinks in a pub.
But you are also a real teaser too.
ya.. Battery road nearby… But that was years ago. My office moved already.
ha ha ha
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Ravenzou
Ok, we got a live teaseing goin on. Can learn a few teaser tips here. ;-)
Very funny… let me continue the story
In the cool quiet meeting room, I dialed Ingrid’s number as I sipped the gassy Coke.
Ingrid : Well HELLO !!! You had your lunch already?
Me : Ya sure did… So let’s talk. Are you keen to join me in Tokyo this week?
Ingrid : mmm…. I…
I interrupted Ingrid and not giving her a chance to think or have second thoughts. I just blurted out like so
Me : Ingrid. don’t worry. I already SMS my travel agent to book a ticket. Please give me your Passport details now so that I can finish the booking.
Ingrid was taken by surprise, but I managed to pry her passport details out of her.
Me : Ok hang on… (I pretended to her that I was already sending the email out to the travel agent to complete her airticket booking)
So bros and sis, that was me lor.. I was a bastard lor.. I will do what I can to get Ingrid NOT to say NO. The truth was I had not done it yet.
Me : OK done ! You are flying with me on Wed.
Ingrid : But wait ! that;s too soon. Can you change it to Thursday?
Me : Ok I will do that later. By why not Wed?
Ingrid : I have some things planned for on Wed and I can’t leave yet. Thur will be better.
Me : Ok. Ingrid. Let me make the arrangements. I will sms you the hotel address and how to get to the hotel.
Ingrid : Yes please do, it will be my first time in Tokyo and I am not sure how to get around.
Me : Dun worry babe, its easy. Let me call you back later today. I need to call the travel agent to get your ticket right now ok?
Ingrid : Ok Max…. (pause) Hey Max..
Me : Ya?
Ingrid : you sure it will be OK? I mean…
Me : Mean what? Dont worry. I will be more than happy to have you come along
Ingrid : I mean I dont wanna impose on you. You have work to do.
Me : No no… no problem. I wont be doing this if this was going to be a hassle.
Ingrid: What about Vicky?
Me: Vicky? Oh.. its timely. She is busy this week anyways and she already made plans with her book club meetings anyway. (pause) OH SHIT… you are in the bookclub meetings get together too ya?
Ingrid : No worries. I don’t always show up 100% of the time anyway. If I am not there, it will be like normal for me.
With a relief, I nodded my head as Ingrid went on to tell me she actually had the whole week off due to the required banking holidays they have to take. (Fuck this, I wanna work in a bank), but because she was bored, she called and was thinking about doing something.
Deep in my mind, I know Ingrid is getting lonely. For sure her breakup with Elle (her lesbo lover) has not been easy. I have Vicky and despite my busy schedules not having time to see her, I know Vicky is there for me. Ingrid , well, she now has no one to chat with. I wondered if she longed for a warm body next to her when she goes to bed everynite since her breakup with Elle.
I was excited and wanted to tell her more of what we can do in Tokyo and the dinner places I will take her too etc… But I had to get off the phone and call the travel agent quickly to get her ticket to Japan.