Chapter 44 – “Please help me…..”
I spent the rest of the day at the office, clearing up my work and trying to work on a couple of new proposals. My PA, as usual, was trying her darnest to seduce me with lots of downblouse and upskirt opportunities but unfortunately, they didn’t have much of an impact on me, though the rest of my male staff were green with envy at the treatment I was getting from her. But, I wasn’t keen on running my hands over a runway, other than trying to guess the colour of her panties or thongs on somedays…..
My mobile rang when it was close to 3.00pm. It was my dad calling.
“Strange,”
I thought to myself, wondering what it may be.
“I’m at the hospital…..”
he said to me, panting and in a coarse voice. Shocked, I asked him why was that so and he told me that he had problems breathing before lunch. As a precautionary measure, he quickly went to the polyclinic near his home. The doctor then sensed that it was an emergency and immediately directed him to go to the hospital.
“I’m in SGH…..”
he said, giving me the the ward and bed no.
“Mummy’s here with me”. “Alright. I’m on my way now…..”
I told him and left the office in a flash. I quickly called my wife and also texted my son to inform them but delayed calling Wininie as I wanted to find out whether the situation was serious or not.
My dad had been a heavy smoker during his younger days and even after having stopped smoking for the past forty years, it seemed that his lungs were not in too good a condition.
“It’s the effects of smoking…..”
the doctor told me,
“His lungs don’t look too good and these episodes may recur again,”
he said.
“So what do you propose we do?”
I asked him.
“We’ll keep him here tonight so that we can monitor and observe his condition. If he feels fine then we can discharge him tomorrow. I’ll prescribe some medication for him to clear his airway so that he can breathe easier and also make him feel more comfortable…..”
he said as he adjusted the flow rate of oxygen going through the mask that my dad was wearing.
If he’s going to be kept under observation for the night, I guess my appointments with Winnie and Devi will have to take a backseat then.
“Hello, Winnie?”
I called her.
“Ya, Chan. Why?”
she asked.
”My father kena admitted to hospital just only…..”
I told her.
“Why? What happened to him? Anything serious?”
she cut in abruptly.
“Not sure yet,”
I replied,
“He got problem breathing. Doctor say his lungs not too good…..”. “He got smoke is it?”
she asked, sounding concerned.
“Ya. Last time got. But never smoke for forty years already…..”
I told her.
“Wa, stop for forty years, still can kena problem one ah?”
she remarked innocently,
“Must be he smoke a lot last time is it?” “Ya, I think so. Listen, I think maybe we have to postpone our appointment tonight,”
I said to her.
“Aiya, never mind one la. Your dad more important. Better stay with him and make sure everything alright. We can always meet some other time…..”
she replied, understanding the sudden turn of events.
“Sorry ah,”
I said.
“Cheh, sorry for what?”
she exclaimed,
“Let me know how’s he ok? Want me to tell Amy and Alice or not?”. “No! No need…..”
I quickly said to her lest the sisters would want to come and visit.
“Ok. You take care ok?”
she said softly.
“Ok, You take care too…..”
I replied and hung up.
“Hello, Devi?”
I called her next.
“Chan!”
she exclaimed excitedly, upon hearing my voice.
“Your appointment’s finished already ah?”
she asked.
“Er, no. My dad just got admitted to hospital…..”
I told her. There was silence for a few moments and she asked,
“Why? What happened to him?”. “He called me not long after I spoke with you earlier and told me that he had problems breathing. He went to the polyclinc and the doctor immediately asked him to go to the hospital,”
I related to her.
“Hope it’s nothing serious,”
she added.
“How old is he?”
she then asked.
“Late seventies already…..”
I replied. Again she went silent for a few seconds.
“Listen, I’m not sure if we can meet tonight or not. The doctor told me that he has to be under observation till tomorrow. If he’s fine by then, then he can go home,”
I added.
“What about maybe later? After he’s fallen asleep?”
she asked.
“I’m not sure girl…..”
I replied.
“My mum’s here and I need to send her home after this. Furthermore, my wife will be here after her work and my son too, after his school. I’m not sure how long I’ll be here until,”
I said.
“Why don’t you call me later? After everything’s settled. See if we can meet for awhile…..”
she persuaded.
I was beginning to feel uneasy at her insistence on wanting to meet me.
“Can you at least tell me the reason why you want to meet me so urgently?”
I asked her, going straight to the point.
“Erm, no. No, nothing important…..”
she stammered,
“It’s just, just that I want to see you, that’s all…..”
she added.
“Are you thinking of asking me for a loan?”
I asked next. She remained silent and did not answer that question.
“Look Devi, you’ve got to be honest with me. No point beating round the bush,”
I said to her.
“Ya, we may not have known each other for long and it was real nice meeting you…..”
I said. Just then, my call waiting tone beeped. Taking a quick peek, at the screen, I saw that it was my wife calling.
“Can you hang on for awhile? I’ve got another call coming in…..”
I said and quickly picked up my wife’s call.
Devi had already hung up when I switched back to her line. I decided against calling her back then. If there was something that urgent that she needed to see or talk to me, I’m sure she’ll definitely get back to me.
“Better still if she doesn’t…..”
my inner voice suddenly whispered. Boy, it was sure good to hear his voice again, that little angel! I was really beginning to miss him…..
We remained in the ward until we were asked to leave as visiting hours were already over. I then brought my mum, together with my wife and son for dinner and sent my mum home.
I went to pick up my mum early the next morning and had breakfast with her before going to the hospital. My dad managed to get a good night’s sleep the night before, and had apparently recovered sufficiently enough to be discharged that day. Leaving my mum at the hospital to accompany him till he could be discharged, I quickly went to the office for a morning staff meeting. Settling everything just before noon, I then made my way back to the hospital.
My sms alert went off as I was driving. Stopping at a traffic light, I looked at it. It was a message from Devi.
“Please help me…..”
it read.
Coming up next –
“Put your head on my shoulder…..”
Chapter 45 – “Put your head on my shoulder…..”
“If u’re not going 2 tell me anyting, how do u xpect me 2 help u?”
I texted back to Devi. She didn’t reply and I soon forgotten about the message too.
My dad was discharged at noon, after he got his medication and I brought my parents out for lunch before sending them home. While driving back to the office, I contemplated calling Winnie to see if she’s free that evening.
“Aiya, go back to office first then call la…..”
I said to myself. It’s also been some days since I last heard from the sisters and I was curious to find out how they were doing. Eversince we all became intimate, our weekend market meetings have been somewhat irregular, and I’m happy to keep it that way. I’d feel awkward, to say the least, to face them both, especially if they already knew that each of them had had sex with me.
“If not for that stupid bugger that day, would I have had them both, together?”
I wondered, thinking about what could’ve ensued that fateful afternoon.
I spent the afternoon at the office, conducting a performance review of the staff with my managers as it was time for their annual salary adjustments.
“Ok, so now your turn!”
I said to my PA, after completing the rest. Shifting in her seat, she smiled seductively at me and asked softly,
“So how?”. “So how what?”
I asked back.
“So how my performance lah…..”
she replied, smiling sheepishly and swivelling her body on the chair, laying both her hands under her thighs.
“Why don’t you tell me?”
I then said to her,
“Tell me how you think your performance was…..”. “Tsk, aiya, don’t be like that lah,”
she replied, trying to sound affectionate and manja. Sigh, that’s become a part of my problem in the company. I’ve somehow allowed my staff to be
“over friendly”
and chummy with me to the extent that they’re now treating me more like a friend rather than a boss. It’s this open culture that we practice and we’re all on a first name basis in the office.
“Like what?”
I teased her. Sitting facing me, I could look right up her short and tight skirt and caught a glimpse of her panties, though it wasn’t bright enough for me to make out the colour. She kept quiet and looked down at her shoes, twitching her feet.
“I’d say your performance is ok lah, mai hiam buay pai…..”
I teased her. Surprised, she looked up at me, wide eyed and remarked,
“Orr, arsi ai hiam leh, si kana sai is it?”
Looking hurt, she pursed her lips and turned her head to look away.
“Tsk, wah seh, joking with you only lah, can or not?”
I chuckled, not exactly enjoying this. Holding a few strands of her hair to spot for split ends, she didn’t reply.
“Why? Angry ah? Sorry lor,”
I said, in an attempt to placate her.
“Ok, I have to discuss with Wong first. Don’t worry, we know what to do, ok?”
I told her, passing the files back to her. She got up, took the files and playfully stuck her tongue out at me before leaving my room, just as the devil in me hurriedly pulled down his shorts, anticipating a blow job from my PA, wah lau eh…..
As there was no word from Devi, I decided to call Winnie.
“Wei? What are you doing?”
I asked when she answered.
“Waiting to go back lor. How’s your dad?” “He’s ok. Discharged already. Nothing serious. Eh, you doing anything later or not?”
I asked.
“Thought of going Robinsons Raffles City. Got sale. Go looksee, looksee…..”
she said.
“Aiya, Robinsons everyday also got sale one lah…..”
I joked,
“You see the newspapers, every weekend, got advertise sale one. What you thinking of buying?” “Nothing. Since not working tonight, mah go walk walk lor…..”. “Want to go walk walk with me or not?”
I asked.
“You can meh?”
she asked sceptically.
“Can!”
I said, sounding confident and enthusiastic.
“Ok, pick you up later…..”
I said before hanging up. I then called my wife to say that I’d be having dinner with my parents later.
Winnie was wearing a short figure hugging dress that was cut low, her cleavage clearly visible. She had on a jacket but left it unbuttoned. Giving me a quick peck on the cheek, she put on her seatbelt and asked,
“Go where for dinner ah? I’m very hungry…..” “You didn’t eat lunch meh? What you feel like eating?”
I asked. Forgetting her favourite word, she reminded me,
“Aiya, anything lah…..” “I feel like eating satay. You want?”
I asked, as I felt a sudden craving for it.
“Anything lah, as long as food can already…..”
she replied.
We had dinner at the satay and hawker stalls along Boon Tat Street, outside Lau Pa Sat. Since she said that she was hungry, I ordered quite a number of dishes – barbequed stingray, chicken wings, mee goreng and of course, satay with ketupat. Downing it with sugarcane juice, the both of us could hardly move after that. Winnie couldn’t control the gas rushing up her windpipe and she suddenly let out a solid burp, much to the astonishment, humour and disgust to the neighbouring diners. Feeling embarrassed, she kept saluting and saying
“Sorry ah!”
as her face turned red,
“Tsk!”
she beat my arm.
“Wah, you beat me for what?”
I exclaimed in surprise.
“You lah! Make me eat so much,some more burp so loud, make me paiseh only…..”
she mumbled, looking sheepish.
“Wah, like that I also wrong one ah?”
I said in resignation.
“Abaden!”
she replied with a look of defiance and pinched my upper arm this time, causing me to cry out. Women, what can I say?
“Wah, now very full…..”
Winnie exclaimed while trying to suppress another burp.
“So, what you want to do next?”
I asked as I looked at the time, 8.20pm.
“Donch know?”
she replied.
“Anything, right? See, I help you to answer!”
I laughed, pulling my arm away quickly this time.
“Let’s go MBS”
she said suddenly.
“You mean you want to go to the casino ah?”
I asked.
“No lah. Can go there walk walk. Night time see the sea very romantic. Somemore got place can sit mah,”
she explained.
“Oh, I see…..”
I shrugged my shoulders and stood up.
The promenade is indeed a lovely place for a stroll in the evenings or night, but depending on who you’re strolling with…..She had wanted to slip her arm in mine and also initiated holding my hand as we walked but I somehow managed to evade that, by talking, pointing or asking her a question, just to divert her attention. We managed to get a seat at a far corner and we sat there for a moment, keeping quiet and enjoying the sights and sounds of the water, lighted buildings and passers-by. There wasn’t much of a breeze that evening but we weren’t perspiring either.
Without saying a word, she suddenly rested her head on my shoulder. It was a good thing that our backs were facing the main walkway and we were not in the direct path of the light from the lamp posts. I then reached for her hand and she allowed me to hold on to them. I began to feel a little weird – here I was, a middle aged man sitting on a stone bench by the sea with a younger lady resting her head on his shoulder. And most of the people passing by looked so much younger! She then put her head up and kissed me lightly on the left cheek.
“What’s that for?”
I asked.
“Just now pinch me, now kiss me…..”
I jokingly chided her. Snuggling her head against my shoulder, she remained silent but I could feel her smiling. I could still smell the scent of her shampoo from her scalp even though she’s been working the whole day.
“Work in the office got aircon mah, so don’t perspire lor…..”
I remembered her telling me before. Gripping her hands tighter, I turned my head and kissed the top of her head. She responded by rubbing her cheek against my shoulder.
“Psst…..”
the devil in me called out softly. Looking at the back of my mind, I saw an image of him sitting with his legs apart and stroking on his massive erection. He grinned at me slyly and winked an eye. My bro too, nudged me from inside my briefs.
“Here we go again…..”
I sighed as I raised my left hand and put them across her shoulders.
She had left her jacket in the car earlier and from the position that she was sitting, her breasts were squashed together and that created a wide opening from the top of her dress. It provided me with a very clear and unobstructed view of both her breasts, nestled snugly in a beige bra. Trying my luck, I raised my right hand and squeezed her left breast. She didn’t object but instead, squirmed slightly in her seat, perhaps an indication that she liked what I just did.
“Nice?”
I asked softly, in a whisper.
“Umm…..”
she nodded her head slightly. Taking that as an affirmation, I continued to squeeze both breasts.
“Put your hand inside…..”
she then whispered.
My right forefinger than made it’s way into the top of her dress and wriggled it’s way into her left bra cup, in search of that elusive nipple. Coming into contact with it, my finger brushed against it, causing her to quiver. Fast becoming rigid to the touch, I continued to play with her nipple and she gripped my other hand tighter. Emboldened, I then placed my whole hand into the top of her dress and cupped her breast, squeezing them firmly.
“Want to unhook your bra?”
I asked, as I got more and more excited. She shook her head and said softly,
“Don’t want”. “Touch me,”
I told her as I quickly brought her left hand to rest on my bro, who was waiting anxiously for this moment. She used her thumb and forefinger to pinch it, causing my bro to feel pain rather than bliss.
“Squeeze, not pinch…..”
I winced to her as she now used all her fingers to squeeze my cock hard. I was so tempted to just unzip my pants and let her wank me off then and there.
Not exactly excited about getting arrested for indecent behaviour, I then asked her,
“Want to go hotel?” “No,”
she replied, shaking her head.
“Fuck!”
I cursed mentally.
“Make me high, cannot tahan and now say don’t want to go hotel. Ka ni nah…..”
as I squeezed her breasts hard, causing her to jump slightly. She was still squeezing my dick and my bro was feeling very uncomfortable then, especially when he was being imprisoned by my briefs. I then pulled my hand out of her dress and stopped her from squeezing me further.
“You continue like that, I cannot tahan one…..”
I said to her.
“Sorry darling, my menses just come, that’s why I cannot…..”
she said softly, not completing the sentence and looking at me with sorry eyes.
“You want me to shake it out for you?”
she asked, moving her hand back to continue squeezing me.
“Where? Here?”
I asked, getting excited at the very thought of a public ejaculation.
Turning her head to look around, she nodded and quickly unzipped my pants. Reaching in, she grabbed hold of my relieved and happy bro, and started stroking him furiously. It was a mixed feeling that I was experiencing then. A mixed feeling of heart thumping adrenalin filled excitement, afraid of getting caught but yet at the same time, a pleasurable feeling of being wanked inconspicuously in public. She was pumping me hard and fast and I could feel an imminent eruption building up quickly. Panting, I grabbed her closer and said
“I’m cumming…..”
as I kept turning my head around to see if there was anybody coming our way. The initial squirt caught her by surprise and she quickly pointed my spurting bro outwards, letting my cum drip onto the pavement, and masturbating me until my dick went limp in her hand.
Cleaning me up with tissues from her tote bag, she wriggled and shook her left hand.
“Why?”
I asked.
“Tired…..”
she replied, as I pulled her to me and kissed her on the lips. It was close to 10.00 when I reached her home. As she was about to get out, she turned to me and said cheekily,
“Nah, pay you back already ah! Don’t say I never pay you ok!”
as she quickly got out and closed the door. After taking a few steps, she turned back, smiled and waved to me as I waved back and drove off.
And that, my friends was the first experience I had of cumming in an open public space. It was truly an indescribable heartstopping moment. Both the devil in me and my bro were celebrating the feat and whooping with joy as my inner voice just remained silent and shook his head in disgust…..
And, I also didn’t hear from Devi that day, after I replied to her sms.
Next –
“You can’t hide your lying eyes…..”
Chapter 46 – “You can’t hide your lying eyes…..”
“So, what is it that you need my help for?”
I asked Devi as we met at a coffeeshop nearby her place. She didn’t reply to my sms yesterday but called me earlier the next morning and asked if we could meet for lunch later that day.
She seemed hesitant to speak at first and just when I was about to say something, she blurted out,
“Can I take a loan from you?” “Bingo!”
I said to myself,
“Just as I had suspected all along…..” “Why do you need a loan for?”
I asked, while stirring my cup of coffee. She looked blankly into her cup of teh susu and kept silent.
“I mean, look girl, you’re asking me for a loan, right? If you’re not going to tell me what the loan is for, how do you expect me to say yes?”
I reasoned with her.
“I don’t know how should I say it…..”
she mumbled.
“Just say it! Be honest with me,”
I shot back. Taking a deep breath, she sighed,
“It’s for my sister, Mag.” “Why? What’s wrong with her? Financial problem?”
I asked. Nodding, she replied,
“Ya. She’s also divorced but no kids. And now she needs to go for an op…..”
playing with the spoon in her glass.
“What op?”
I queried. She didn’t look like she was ready to answer that question and I had a strange feeling that she wasn’t being honest with me.
“How much does she need?” “Five thousand,”
she answered.
“Five thousand dollars for the op?”
I asked to reconfirm. She didn’t look at me as she nodded her head while resting her cheek on her left hand and aimlessly stirring the glass with her other hand.
“Are you sure?”
I questioned her,
“Are you telling me the truth?”
She took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. She then sat up straight, with her eyes focussing on anything except me.
“If what you’re telling me is true, I wouldn’t mind lending you the money. After all, if it’s for saving a life, and if I can afford it, why not? But, please don’t lie to me…..”
I said to her firmly. It’s this gut feel, and probably my inner voice prompting me that it’s not what she says it is.
“No. It’s not for her…..”
she finally spoke up after awhile.
“I’ve to repay some money to a group of people and it’s hard to borrow from friends”. “Ok, now at least you’re being honest with me. Go on…..”
I prodded her.
“Do you know what tontine is?”
she asked.
“Ya,”
I replied, nodding.
“Well, I’ve been in this tontine group for sometime and I took out some money from them. It’s time for me to put back but I don’t have the funds…..”
she revealed.
“Tontine is illegal, right?”
I asked her. She again looked at the table and nodded her head sheepishly.
“And you’re a policewoman somemore! You should know better than to get involved with a tontine group when you’re supposed to be upholding the law…..”
I began to lecture her.
“Did you know that an entire family was slaughtered many, many years ago in Toa Payoh because of that?”
I asked.
“And what if you get caught? Dismissed from the force, charged in court. Maybe fine or even jail! What’s going to happen to Mala then?”
I asked ludicrously. She dared not to look at me all this while.
“I promise that I’ll pay you back, with interest, if you want…..”
she said, suddenly reaching out for my hand and gripping it, her voice choking up.
“You crazy ah?”
I remarked.
“You want me to get arrested for illegal moneylending is it? Lend money to a policewoman and charge interest some more! Wah lau eh!”
I exclaimed, slapping my forehead in disbelief at what she had proposed. Tears were soon welling up in her eyes while some nosy patrons were stealing glances at our direction, wondering why an Indian woman was tearing and holding on to the hand of a Chinese man…..
“Let me think about it first. When do you need to return them the money?”
I asked her.
“By the end of next week,”
she sobbed.
“Don’t cry ok? Let me think about it and I’ll get back to you…..”
I told her.
“I promise you, I’ll pay you back. Every single cent…..”
she whimered. An image of her naked then flashed across my mind, deep throating me and buckling like a rodeo bull. Must be that omnipresent horny devil, I sighed to myself…..
So, what was I to do now? Should I lend her the money, or should I just say no? Will it be just this once, or will it recur again? Noting that she’s a woman in blue, I believe that she knows the consequences of being involved with an illegal act like this. But then, being desperate can drive some to think and act illogically.
“Fuck!!”
I seem to be damn good in getting myself entangled into such situations. And I’m lost…..
What do you all think, my dear respected readers and supporters of this thread? I’d love to hear from you, your thoughts and opinions. Please post your replies and let me know what you think would be the right thing for me to do…..
Quote:
Originally Posted by
songest
Just instinct. Sing her this song
Hahaha……..Bro, that’s a good one! Release what?? My jizz or me…..Tks for your reply! Appreciate it
Before I present the next chapter, I’d like to thank all those who have contributed by posting their replies and penning their thoughts, comments as well as opinions. It seems to me that there’s a divided view on whether to provide the loan or not as most have cautioned that it’ll most probably end up as a gift instead.
As this event had already taken place sometime last year, I was curious and thus wanted to gauge the reactions of those who had been following this thread.
Once again, my heartfelt thanks for keeping this thread alive and please feel welcome to post your thoughts, comments and opinions anytime. My thread is also your thread…..
Chapter 47 – ”Thank you for being a friend…..”
That loan request from Devi weighed heavily on my mind.
“Should I? Or shouldn’t I?”
I looked towards my inner self, hoping for some hints but my inner voice preferred to sit this one out, perhaps wanting me to learn something from this experience.
Money isn’t the main issue here. I mean $5,000 is quite a big amount by any standards. To me, it doesn’t really matter on whether one can afford to lend partially, or the full amount or not, but rather, the principle behind it. My main bugbear is that I don’t wish to be held to ransom by a masala tigress. What if I gave her the loan this time? There’s no telling that she’d not try again later, with another story, to boot. I somehow have a strange feeling that she’s not being thoroughly honest with me…..
“Hey Devi? Chan. You free to meet?”
I called her after spending much time mulling over the issue and had come to a decision.
“You willing to loan me the cash?”
she asked excitedly, but also hesitantly.
“Let’s talk when we meet. You working?” “Ya”
, she replied,
“Can we meet later tonight?”
she then asked. Knowing that my wife will most likely be unhappy over another night outing again, I replied,
“No. Not tonight. What about tomorrow morning? Or afternoon?”
I asked.
“In that case, what about early tomorrow morning, say 7.00?”
she proposed.
“No, that’s too early for me,”
I answered.
“Never mind la. If it’s so troublesome for you, then let’s meet when you can make it,”
I added.
“No! Please. Let’s meet tomorrow. I’ll call in to take urgent leave…..”
she interrupted, sounding desperate.
“Can we meet in the morning, say 9.00?”
she asked.
“Make it 10.00. At the same coffeeshop…..”
I counter proposed.
She appeared sheepish on seeing me this time, not acting her usual self.
“Want to order a drink?”
I offered her.
“No thanks…..”
she shook her head and sat opposite me.
“I’ve thought about it,”
I started as she dared not to look at me, casting her eyes on the table.
“Look, I’m not sure if you’re really being honest with me, since you started out by lying to me about your sis. And, being a policewoman, I trust that you should be fully aware of what you’re doing, especially the consequences, if what you’re up to is illegal…..”
I paused after that, to observe her body language but she remained silent and sat very still, hands clasped and eyes looking down on the table. It was a totally different woman from the one who practically raped me just a few days ago – the one who kept calling herself
“mama”
. I felt like I was dealing with a Dr Jeykll and Ms Hyde type of character…..
“Although we’ve not known each other for long, and we’ve, ahem…..”
I coughed and cleared my throat, finding it hard to say the word
“fucked”, “Er, you know…..But anyway,”
I cut short and pulled out a folded cheque from my shirt pocket and slid it across the table to her.
“Here, take it. I hope that it’s really for what you said it’s for.”
She looked at the cheque and slowly reached for it. Unfolding it, tears welled in her eyes as she glanced at it.
“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you Chan. You don’t know how much this means to me. I promise you that I’ll pay you back. Every single cent. I can’t say when but I’ll definitely pay you back…..”
she sobbed as she reached for my hand and held it.
“Be careful with it. It’s a cash cheque”
I advised her.
Uncomfortable with such teary situations, I pulled my hand away gently and said to her,
“Don’t worry about that, ok? You take your time to pay me back. What’s important is that you clear what you need to clear and focus on your daughter and your job. You have to be both a mother and a father to Mala, you know that, right?”
Wiping the tears away with her fingers, she nodded her head slightly.
“So you have to be strong for her. Now, what’s going to happen to Mala if you do something stupid and get caught?”
I continued to ask her.
“Please don’t take me for a ride, ya. I may not be that accomadating again in future…..”
She nodded and wiped away the tears that were rolling down her cheeks. The coffee shop assistant looked at me and silently shrugged his shoulders, curious and wanting to know what’s going on. I looked back and just shook my head, shooing him off.
“Thank you. Thank you for beig a friend,”
was what Devi said to me as we got up and left the coffeeshop, each going our separate ways.
“I’ll call you…..”
she said as I got into my car.
Yes, I did lend Devi the money. All $5,000 of it. Not that I’m a millionaire, but the primary reason I did what I did was more at the thought of her daughter, Mala. I won’t be able to forgive myself if something were to happen to Devi and Mala would be left with her grandmother, knowing that I could’ve helped in a small way, but didn’t. At least my conscience now was clear, though I don’t expect the sum to be repaid anytime soon, or at all, for that matter.
“Ahem. Conscience? Clear?”
my inner voice spoke to me as I sat in my car after that.
“That was the most expensive blow job and screw that you’ve had in your life! $5,000 worth, $2,500 a piece…..”
You know what?
He’s right
…..
Coming up next –
“Let it be…..”
Chapter 48 – “Let it be…..”
It was a Saturday morning and I was walking the usual route on the way to the hawker’s centre when I noticed someone squatting on the pavement. It was a woman as her bra was clearly visible against the back of her teeshirt.
As I approached, she looked up and was somewhat startled to see me.
“Sarah!”
I greeted her.
“Apa khabar? Kenapa? Ada hal?”
I asked if she had any problems. She was squatting on the walkway fiddling with the wheel of her shopping cart which had apparently loosened and come off.
“Oh Sir! Selamat pagi!”
she replied with a smile. Just then, as I was standing over her, I managed to get a brief view down the gap of her teeshirt. She was wearing a skin coloured bra but I was too far to get a clearer peek.
“The wheel has come off and I can’t fix it back…..”
she told me in Bahasa.
“Come, let me take a look,”
I said as I squatted beside her and took the wheel from her. The joint had broken off and there was no way to repair it then.
“See, it’s broken already”
I told her, pointing at the broken joint.
“Cannot fix here. Ask mum to buy a new one…..”
I said. She nodded and I’m not sure if she understood what I said.
“I help you carry to the market. After you buy finish, I send you home ok?”
I suggested to her, using my hands to illustrate the point.
“Come. You follow me to my car”
I said as I imitated the action of a steering wheel. Forever with that cute sheepish smile, she carried the cart and walked behind me.
“No, no. Walk with me, sama sama…..”
I told her, signalling her to come walk beside me,
“Jangan jalan di blakang…..”
That, she understood.
I drove her to the market and accompanied her as she did her marketing. Not talking much, I just observed her as she went round buying veggies, fish, chicken – all the stuff that she had memorised. She seems a pleasant, hardworking and humble young lady. It’s that slight dimple and demure sheepish smile that’s bound to attract the attention of lechers and wolves…..
“Sir mau beli makan?”
she asked me as she finished her marketing.
“Sarah uda makan?”
I asked back. Shaking her head, she replied
“Belum. Nanti balik ke rumah, Sarah minum Milo dan makan roti”
. I felt a tinge of sympathy for her and suggested that we have a quick breakfast before I sent her back. Sensing that she was afraid of being questioned for taking too long, I quickly told her not to worry and that I’d inform the sisters’ that she was with me as her shopping cart was broken. She then agreed and that was the first time I had breakfast with her.
I found out that she was from a village in Java and that she came over to work as a maid so as to support her family and siblings who were still studying. Still single, she reluctantly revealed that she has a boyfriend waiting for her back home and that they planned to get married once she ends her contract here.
“Hmm….”
an evil sounding voice then echoed in my mind and I quickly managed to shut it out before it could conjure any images or thoughts that would bound to wake my bro…..
I also found out that she was going to have her once-a-month off day tomorrow.
“So where do you go when you’re off?”
I casually asked.
“Usually City Plaza. I go there to meet my friends and buy my things…..”
she said. That damned evil one just won’t give up. Filling my mind with vivid images of Sarah prancing naked, cupping her breasts and spreading her pussy was beginning to give me an erection.
“Er, so tomorrow you meeting anybody?”
I asked.
“Ya! I’ll be meeting my friend and we’re going shopping…..”
she replied, sounding and looking excited at the prospect of having a day off.
“Oh ok. Maybe next month, when you off, we can go out?”
I took the risk by suggesting that. She looked at me, not saying anything but with that dimple and sheepish smile on her face.
“Come, let’s go before mum think you kena kidnap…..”
I said as I got up and helped her carry the cart. I also managed to get her mobile no. on the short drive back.
“Don’t tell mum that you know my number ok?”
she pleaded.
“Ok. Don’t worry…..”
I said as I helped carry the cart for her to the lift lobby.
Just in case, I messaged Alice after Sarah got into the lift, to let her know the reason Sarah was late as I didn’t want her to get a scolding, lest it would dampen any opportunities that I might have later. Alice replied soon after, thanking me and saying that it’s ok.
Unable to resist the temptation, I messaged Sarah later that afternoon, asking if she’d eaten. She didn’t reply till more than an hour later, asking who I was. I texted back saying that it was me and she asked what I wanted, adding that it was inconvenient for her to reply that quickly. Picking up courage, I asked if we could go out tomorrow, on the pretext that I haven’t been to City Plaza for a long time already. She didn’t reply and I left it at that.
“Patience my man. Patience…..”
the evil one advised, blowing smoke circles from the cigar he was smoking, in his toothless mouth.
It was about 10.00 that night when the message tone of my mobile sounded. I was about to go to bed and was pleasantly surprised when I recognised the number. Sarah replied.
“You want to go to City Plaza tomorrow?”
she asked.
“Ya. If you don’t mind. I haven’t been there in a long time so I thought if I could go with you and take a walk”
I replied. The reply was almost immediate this time.
“But I’m meeting my friend. You want to join us?” “Who’s that?”
my wife suddenly asked, perhaps noticing the smirk and slight excitement showing on my face as I eagerly typed the replies.
“Huh? Oh, Wong lah…..”
I gave the excuse, being careful to delete each received and sent message immediately.
“He’s asking me to join him tomorrow. Overseas guest on one night stopover”
I said. She grunted and went back to watching her program on cable, obviously not believing a single word I said.
“Got thing to talk must sms one meh? Cannot call one ah? What’s so secretive?”
she mumbled.
“You going to be with your friend the whole day?”
I texted Sarah.
“Eya. Until time to go home,”
she replied. Sigh, should I join her and her friend? I’d prefer for us to be alone, so that I can build on the relationship and who knows, I may even get to home base on the first outing…..
“Ok, tell you what. I’ll call you tomorrow if I’m going to City Plaza ok? You carry on with your friend first. If I’m going later, I will call you,”
I texted her, unsure of wanting to meet Sarah together with her friend.
“Ok. Good night!”
she texted back with a smiley face.
Lying in bed later, I was mulling over the idea. If Sarah’s with her friend, then chances of getting to home base will definitely be slim, unless by some miracle, her friend agrees to a threesome.
“Ya! Wishful thinking!”
I chided myself silently. But then again, just spending some time with her, to get to know her better wouldn’t seem a bad idea too. At least she may think that I do not have any ulterior motives.
“Just go with your instincts. Follow the flow and let it be…..”
was the advice I heard before falling asleep…..
Coming up –
“I love how you love me…..”
Bros, I’ll be leaving for another business trip soon and won’t be back till the end of next week. I’ll try to find time to update the next chapter before I leave (if I can). If not, please forgive me and bear with the delay. In the meantime, do continue to post your thoughts, comments etc. so as to keep this thread alive. May I suggest that you listen to all the songs that bro Songest had embedded to bring life to this narrative. Thanks bro for the wonderful fillers!
Once again, a big thank you to all who’ve been supporting this thread from day one…..
Guys, I’m really sorry for the delay as I’ve been extremely busy with an ongoing project. I may be travelling again but will try to post whenever I can.
Chapter 49 – “I love how you love me…..”
I bumped into Amy on the way to the market the next day. Pretending not to know that Sarah’s off, I asked her,
“Eh, Sarah leh? I thought now you ask her to go to the market. How come today you go leh?” “She’s off today”
Amy replied,
“That’s why I kena go lor…..” “Where’s your sis?”
I then asked, noticing the obvious absence of Alice.
“Aiya, she say weather so hot don’t feel like going lor…..”
Amy replied, shrugging her shoulders.
“So how’s everything? Lim still got call you?”
I asked Amy as we both strolled to the hawker’s centre.
“Now not so much. I think he know I am serious this time,”
she said softly.
“How he know?”
I asked, curiously.
“I never answer his call mah, even he SMS, I also never reply…..”
she said assertively.
“Ya, what if he come and find you again, then how?”
I asked.
“Choi!!”
Amy blurted out and pinched my upper arm at the same time, causing me to yelp out.
“Wah lau eh! Pain one, you know?”
I hissed at her while rubbing the spot she pinched.
“Who ask you talk rubbish? If he come and look for me, I will tell him to go and look for you lor! You want or not?”
she continued, mocking an expression of anger while half smiling. I kept quiet and continued walking with her, rubbing my arm along the way.
I was still mulling over the thought of meeting Sarah when I subconsciously asked Amy,
“So what you doing today? Going out or not?”
She turned to look at me, surprised and replied,
“Why? You want to go out with me ah?”
with raised eyebrows.
“Er, up to you lor…..”
I muttered.
“Where you want to go?”
she asked.
“I have to cook dinner tonight. So if want to go out then I must come back early…..”
she informed. I couldn’t decide then and she interrupted my thoughts with a
“So how?”
“Aiya, chin chye lah. Want to go out then we go lor. Later meet then see where to go lah”
I replied.
“Ok lor, meet you what time?”
she asked.
“After lunch. About 2.00?” “Ok. Wait for you downstairs my block”
she said.
“Er, no, better don’t. Wait your sis see, not nice…..”
I quickly interjected.
“Oh, you don’t want my sis to know is it?”
she asked. I nodded and she smiled as we both went our separate ways – she, to the market and me, to the hawker’s centre to queue for my beehoon…..
I’ve not had sex with Amy since our trip to KL and to be honest, I was looking forward to having another session with her again. And so, I thought that I’d spend the afternoon with her and then see if Sarah would like to meet me after that. I told my wife that I had to go back to the office after lunch, to complete some urgent proposals with Wong which we needed to submit the next day.
“Your sis got ask where you going?”
I asked Amy as she got into the car at the carpark of the next block.
“Ya. I say meeting Winnie lor…..”
she casually replied while strapping on her seatbelt. She was wearing an open neck tee which showed some cleavage and a pair of slacks.
“Wah, how come today wear like that?”
I teased her, turning to have a quick look at her chest, the shape of her breasts enhanced by the seatbelt pressing into the middle.
“I know you like to see mah…..”
she answered coyly.
“See what?”
I pretended to ask.
“Aiya, mai keh keh lah…..”
she said.
“So, go where?”
she then asked.
“Only got a few hours, can go where leh?”
I said, stopping at a traffic light.
“Donno. You say lor…..”
she shrugged her shoulders. Not feeling shy, I replied,
“Aiya, I want to make love to you, can?”
as I changed gears and stepped on the accelerator when the lights turned green. She didn’t say anything and I didn’t turn to look at her expression.
We went to the same hotel where we were rudely interrupted by Lim the other day. As the lights came on, Amy headed straight to the bathroom while I took off my shoes and got undressed. The sound of the shower came on not long after and I slowly opened the door to the bathroom. Naked, her back was facing me and she was lathering the front of her body with soap. She got startled and jumped when I grabbed her from behind, cupping her breasts and massaging them.
“Aiya you! Gave me a shock ah!”
she playfully chastised me. She turned round and took the shower off the hook, spraying and wetting my body. She then dispensed some soap onto her palm and rubbed them together, before lathering my body, beginning from my neck and working her way down my chest. Dispensing another generous amount of soap, she then held on to my cock with both hands, and started stroking it, causing me to whimper and my legs to go weak.
“Why? Shiok ah?”
she asked softly, as she sensually masturbated me.
“Ah…..”
I whimpered again, nodding, and holding on to the wall for support.
She continued stroking the length of my dick and then with her right hand, reached below and began massaging my balls, gently squeezing them one by one, while still masturbating me simultaneously. I had to stop her when I felt my cum building up as I wasn’t prepared to shoot just yet. Washing off the soap from my privates, it was my turn to pleasure her. She was sufficiently aroused by then as both her nipples were already hard. Bringing my mouth down to her right breast, I suckled hungrily on her nipple, causing her to shudder upon the contact. Slurping and licking, I moved my right hand slowly down her tummy to her pubic region and traced my middle finger along her vagina, parting her pussy lips slightly apart to feel the wetness in beteen her legs, a mixture of soap and her womanly juices.
Sighing, she gently pushed me away and sat on the toilet bowl. Raising her feet, she spread her pussy open with her fingers, as if inviting me to have a look. As the entire area was covered with soap suds, I took the shower off the hook and aimed the spray of water directly onto her clitoris. The pressure from the spray was really arousing her and she began buckling her hips, spreading her pussy lips even wider.
Cleared of suds, I knelt in between her legs and sniffed her pussy. The fresh scent of soap plus that familiar musky smell of urine was such a huge turn-on for me that I automatically stuck out my tongue and began lapping at her pussy like a kitten hungrily lapping up milk.
“Urgh…..”
she quivered and moaned as I sucked hard on her clitoris and tongue fucked her. She then grabbed hold of my head and pulled it hard and repeatedly against her pussy, suffocating me each time my nostrils were crushed on her pelvis.
“Put your cock inside…..”
she panted. My bro then, obviously feeling left out, had gone back to sleep and was too flaccid to penetrate her.
Moving to the edge of the toilet bowl, she wrapped her hands around my buttocks, and pushed it towards her mouth where she sucked on it, her head bobbing and twisting. Once my bro was awoken from his slumber, she quickly slid back and raised her legs, spreading her pussy with her hands while I guided my bro into her pulsating and glistening orifice.
“Arrgh…..”
we both cried out together as I slid the whole length of my rigid cock into her. I started out slow but she seemed impatient and began thrusting her hips forcefully, groaning out loud. Feeling uncomfortable in that position, I tapped her on her thigh and made a circular motion with my finger, indicating that we change positions. She then got up while I sat on the toilet bowl. Straddling herself in front of me, she took my cock and brought it close to her pussy where she slowly lowered herself onto it, allowing her tempestuous opening to fully devour my badly throbbing cock.
She was sitting on me now, riding me as if she was buckling on a rodeo bull. Breathing hard with chest heaving, her breasts were also bouncing gently in momentum. I twiddled and pinched both her nipples with my thumbs and forefingers and that made her groan even louder.
“Urgh…..press my breasts. Press my breasts hard hard…..”
she pleaded. Tired with bobbing up and down, she then began grinding her hips forwards and backwards with great intensity. She continued grinding until I felt her pussy muscles tightened and she soon climaxed, releasing her juices. The feeling was just too much for me to bear and I too began buckling furiously when I felt my jizz rushing up my shaft.
“Ahh…..I’m cumming too!! I’m cumming, I’m cumming…..”
I exclaimed as I hugged her tightly and erupted deep inside her, feeling her pussy gripping my spurting dick. We remained seated like that for a few moments – she, hugging me and resting her head on my left shoulder, while still straddling me with my fast deflating cock still embedded in her pussy. Kissing me lightly on my cheek, she then got up to shower.
“Just now, never use cap. How?”
I asked her as we were cuddled up in bed under the sheets.
“Why? You scared ar?”
she replied.
“What if…..” “Aiya, ai chye!”
she remarked,
“If I can let you cum inside, that means no problem one lah…..”
she smiled as I silently heaved a sigh of relief. I didn’t plan on cumming that soon as I thought of enjoying an extended period of foreplay with her before actually engaging in intercourse. But, when faced with a horny, wet and sexually deprived middle-aged woman, sometimes the best laid plans can be
flushed away…..
“Just now you like or not?”
she suddenly asked, turning to face me while her hand reached out to grip my snoring bro.
“You say leh?”
I replied, enjoying the feeling of my cock being caressed.
“You can cum again?”
she then asked, as her head slowly disappeared beneath the sheets. I could feel the warmth and wetness of her mouth as she gulped my still sleeping bro. Twirling it with her tongue and sucking delicately, it wasn’t long before my bro was recalled to service again.
“Umm, see hard again!”
she said excitedly as she let my cock pop out from her mouth as she then descended on my balls, gently slurping and sucking them.
I threw the sheets aside and just laid there, taking in the scene that was before me. She was crouching between my legs, left hand holding my shaft while her tongue was licking my balls. That sensation sent more electrical impulses racing through my body as I arched my body and lifted my hips. She then began to lick around my ass, flicking her tongue softly and gingerly. Sensing the pleasure I was experiencing, she then pushed her tongue into my ass, causing me to moan out loud.
“Hmmph…..”
she muttered as she tongue-fucked my ass while masturbating me with her left hand.
When she felt my cock was sufficiently hard enough, she quickly got up and sat on me. It seemed to me that that was her favourite position – one where she had control. Control over the speed and rhythm and of course, over me…..
I could feel the wetness in her pussy as well as her muscles gripping my cock as she fucked me. She reached out and took my hands, placing them over her breasts, urging me to squeeze them hard as she grinded her hips in a steady and controlled pace. Moving my pelvis in rhythm to her grinding, it wasn’t long before she increased the speed and was on the verge of her second orgasm.
“Cumming, I’m cumming again…..”
she panted as she buckled harder and faster.
“Urgh!! Argh!!”
she half yelled as I felt her pussy muscles contract, releasing yet another round of her juices. I kept up with the pace but couldn’t find myself cumming again that soon.
Tired, I stopped and she looked somewhat disappointed.
“Why? Not nice is it?”
she asked as she laid on my chest.
“No lah. Where got not nice one? I old oredi mah. Just cum only, cannot cum so fast again…..”
I replied.
“Never mind lah, as long as you like, can already”
I continued, stroking her hair. She remained silent, still panting and trying to catch her breath.
I was just thinking about her sister when she interrupted my thoughts by asking me,
“Which one you prefer?”
Knowing what she meant by that, I feigned ignorance by replying
“What you mean which one I prefer?” “Aiya, don’t keh keh lah. You prefer to do with me or with my sis?”
she asked point blanked.
“Why you ask me this sort of question?”
I asked her. Sighing, she replied,
“Nothing. Just curious lor. Since you got do with we all two already, Alice got ask don’t know which one you prefer…..”
That statement gave me a jolt. Pushing her off me, I looked at her in the eyes and said
“You mean your sis got say such thing? Don’t bluff…..” “Aiyo, bluff you for what? We all not small children anymore. This type of thing, of course we all need one mah. Right or not?”
she replied.
“No need to feel shy one…..”
she added.
“Cheh, what is there to feel shy?”
I countered.
“If you ask me which one I prefer, I say I prefer two two at the same time. Together. Can or not?”
I said, looking at her. She looked at me, face betraying any expression and whispered,
“You want is it?”
“Since you got ask me which one I prefer, now I tell you lor. I prefer two of you together, at the same time…..”
I replied. She turned to face the ceiling and kept quiet for awhile.
“I ask her first. If she don’t mind, then…..”
she uttered. Unable to withhold the excitement, I quickly interrupted her,
“You mean if she don’t mind, you also don’t mind?”
She didn’t reply.
“That day, when we three in this hotel. When I went downstairs to buy condoms, I ask you, is it you two want to do with me?”
I asked, hoping for a confirmation. Again she kept silent, not offering a hint or answer. I turned back to face the ceiling and said softly to her,
“If really can, then wah…..”
and I left it at that, mid-sentence.
I dropped her home and was wondering if I should text Sarah. The time was close to 5.00pm then and I figured that it’ll be too late if I were to go and meet her. Besides, I didn’t have the energy to cum that soon again. I texted her to apologise that I won’t be meeting her that day as I had something to attend to. She replied shortly saying that it’s ok.
Chapter 50 – “My first time with Sarah…..”
It was slightly past 11.00 the next Monday morning when my mobile rang twice and stopped. I was in my office then and was surprised when I noticed that it was Sarah’s name that appeared on the screen as a missed call.
“Hello, Sarah?”
I asked, calling her back almost immediately,
“Chan ya. You ada call I ah?” “Oh, Chan! Tidak. Sorry, I tekan nombor salah,”
she replied,
“I mau call kawan saya…..” “Mana satu kawan?”
I teased her,
“Saya pun kawan you, ya tak?” “Eya…..”
she laughed.
“Apa you buat sekarang?”
I asked.
“Buat kerja rumah,”
she said, adding that she was alone at home with
“Ah ma”. “Di mana Alice dan Amy?”
I asked.
“Tidak di rumah. Pagi pagi dia da keluar,”
she replied,
“Tak tahu pergi ke mana…..”
I was tempted then to arrange a quick meeting with her but wasn’t sure of how to bring it up.
“Chan sekarang di mana?”
she then asked, softly and sweetly.
“Saya sekarang kerja, di office…..”
I replied, softly too.
“Oh…..”
she replied.
“Kenapa? Sarah nak jumpa sama saya?”
I then asked, testing the water. She kept silent and didn’t reply. Taking the cue, I continued,
“Kalau Sarah mau jumpa sama saya, saya boleh pergi di bawa rumah Sarah. You mau tak?”
A few seconds of silence went by and she replied softly,
“Tapi Sarah tak tahu jam berapa Alice dan Amy kembali. Nanti kalau Sarah tidak di rumah, maam marah Sarah…..” “Jangan kuatir,”
I told her,
“Saya message kepada Amy dan tanya jam berapa dia nak kembali. Habis tu, saya call Sarah, ok?” “Ok…..”
she replied.
I contemplated calling or messaging and decided on the latter lest Amy started asking questions. She replied to my sms saying that she was with Alice to visit a relative in hospital and that they would be back in the evening. Thinking that I wanted to know Alice’s reaction to my idea of a threesome, she added that she hadn’t brought up the matter to her sister yet.
“Great!”
I thought to myself as the two sisters won’t be around! I then called Sarah to tell her that the sisters’ won’t be back till the evening. She said that she’ll give
“Ah ma”
her lunch first and would meet me downstairs in about forty minutes time. That would allow me sufficient time to drive back home…..
Parking at a shady spot, I waited in anticipation for Sarah to appear. She soon came down, dressed in her green baleno tee shirt and a pair of bermudas. She smiled sheepishly as she got in and instinctively pulled on the seat belt.
“Tak usa…..”
I said, stopping her and saying that we’re not going anywhere. There was an awkward moment of silence as the both of us didn’t know what to say.
“Sarah uda makan?”
I asked, trying to break the ice. Smiling, she tiled her head to one side and flicked her hair back, replying that she had not. That seemed to be a sure signal that she was flirting with me.
Trying my luck, I placed my hand over hers and she did not flinch. Squeezing her hand lightly, I looked at her and smiled. She looked somewhat nervous and smiled slightly. Without saying a word, I moved towards her and kissed her cheek lightly. She reciprocated by turning her face towards mine and started kissing me, on my lips, in return. She was now squeezing my hand tighter. While still kissing, I slowly moved my hand away and rested it on the left side of her hips. Caressing in a circular motion, my thumb inched slowly upwards till I could feel the side of her bra.
Tongues meeting, I slid my hand inwards and cupped her left breast over her tee shirt. She still did not flinch or make any effort to remove my hand. I began squeezing her breast and that made her breathe harder. She broke away from the kiss and quickly lifted up her tee shirt, exposing her skin coloured bra. Pulling the cups up over her breasts in one motion, she pulled my head towards them and exhaled loudly when my mouth took in her whole right breast. As my finger was busy tweaking her left nipple, my bro was silently screaming for attention. Realising his agony, I took her left hand and quickly placed it over the apparent bulge in my pants. She was definitely a novice and didn’t seem to know what to do.
“Picik kan, Raba raba…..”
I had to tell her, to squeeze and rub it. With that, she began squeezing my throbbing dick in a robotic manner as I suckled and slurped on her breasts and nipples.
Taking my mouth momentarily away from her succulent and youthful breasts, I hurriedly unbuckled and unzipped my pants. I took her hand and placed them into my briefs. She grabbed hold of my cock and squeezed, causing me to jolt slightly and surprising her in the process. Thinking that she had hurt me, she stopped and quickly withdrew her hand. I assured her that it was pleasure and not pain and had to guide her hand back into my briefs and asked her to continue squeezing while I turned to suck on her breasts again.
She squeezed my cock hard whenever I sucked on her nipples and that got a sort of a momentum going. Each time I sucked hard on her nipple, she would react likewise, by squeezing my cock hard as well. She didn’t know when to start masturbating for me and just kept on squeezing my now suffocating bro until I had to stop and show her. Gripping my tool with just three fingers, she began stroking up and down. I had to hold her hand and ask her to grip using all her fingers – I was effectively masturbating myself, with her hand…..
The mood wasn’t that conducive as I was worried of passers-by, and I wasn’t exactly enjoying what was transpiring. I then thought if she’d allow me to cum in her mouth and I made a sign showing an open mouth and pointing to my cock. She smiled and shook her head, all the while mechanically pumping my tortured bro. Sensing an imminent eruption, I grabbed a handful of tissue and positioned it at the tip of my cock, asking her to maintain the speed. It wasn’t long before I erupted, spurting cum right into the tissue and Sarah seemed mesmerised by the sight – the sight of a throbbing and spurting cock and a grunting man, whose cock she’s been gripping and stroking till now…..
She kept on masturbating me until my dick had gone limp and I had to stop her. Passing her some tissue to wipe her hand, she remained quiet and just smiled. Pulling her bra and adjusting it over her breasts and pulling down her tee shirt, she turned to open the door and leave without saying anything.
“Jangan marah ya…..”
I said to her as she got off. Turning and smiling, she replied,
“Tidak. Sarah tidak marah…..”
I remained in the car for a few minutes after I saw her getting into the lift.
“What the fuck did you just do?”
my inner voice asked. It’s been sometime since I last heard from him and I was beginning to miss him.
“Er, I don’t know…..”
I answered, hesitantly.
“Eh, you just got a handjob from a girl young enough to be your daughter lah…..”
the evil one chipped in.
“Want to try fucking her?”
he tempted,
“A young pussy should feel tighter than those you’ve had…..”
he sniggered. My bro dared not say a word then, fearing a battle could erupt between the two at any moment.
“I sure hope you know what you’re doing…..”
my inner voice said and left it at that. The evil one surprised by my inner voice’s statement, did not say anything either and just disappeared in a puff of smoke from my mind.
So, that was my first experience with Sarah, a seemingly greenhorn maid from Indonesia.
And, I still didn’t know if she was a virgin or not…..