My mouth now moved to focus on her breast. Without breaking contact, I parted lips & gently kissed my way downwards. Then, using my nose, I playfully flicked at her right nipple which has also hardened by now.
While my hand was still flicking her left nipple & squeezing the breast, I cupped my mouth over the other one. It was now that I managed to get a look at her breasts. Those breasts which have been teasing me all this while, while covered. I can’t really tell the size
(34B maybe?)
but at least they’re fleshy mounds that can be squeezed and fondled with, not flat terrain ideal for a 2.4km run.
“Urgh…..”
she moaned softly as my tongue flicked over her right nipple. She became more responsive now – her hands are now brushing & tickling my back.
While still sucking, I moved my hand towards her pussy. I haven’t seen it yet but through touch, I could tell that it’s fairly bushy. I used my forefinger to stroke her pussy, moving up and down the length of it. She was wet. And when I tickled her clit, she let out a moan that was to signal an oncoming orgasm.
Sensing that she was on the verge, by her heavy breathing & quivering body, I started to rub her clit in a firm and circular motion. She started to hug me tighter & moaned even louder.
Keeping the pace and pressure, it wasn’t long before she hit the big O. She hugged me tight & bit me on my shoulder, all the while with an intense spasm rocking through her body. She was convulsing pretty hard and the sound of her moans was more of crying – in pain or pleasure I’m not sure.
Giving a final swipe across her wet pussy, her juices stuck onto my finger. Bringing it up to her face, she quickly pushed it away with an embarrassed look.
It took a while for her to recover and gain her composure. Me on the other hand was just lying there and looking at her heaving body even though the spasms had stopped.
“Did you like that?”
I asked.
Silence from her. She just laid there, eyes closed, trying to catch her breath and saying nothing.
I can’t say that I was satisfied or disappointed but I would’ve liked to go further. Unfortunately, the climax was so abrupt. Seemed to me that it was probably quite awhile since she had one. Well, at least she did now…..
We remained silent for a few minutes and she just laid there with her eyes closed.
As I was still feeling tight since I haven’t released myself, I started to suck on her breast again. She responded this time, hugging me & arching her body upwards, pushing her breast deeper into my face and mouth.
Grunting, I sucked hard on her nipple until she yelped.
“Not so hard”
she moaned. I then changed to licking and she seemed to enjoy it better.
My hand meanwhile started on its short journey to her honey pot. She spread her legs slightly even before my hand came into direct contact with her love nest. I cupped her pussy, creating a vacuum & started to move only the tip of my fingers – creating a tingling sensation to her pubic region. It was like making a swimming motion with your fingers.
It was enough to get her all excited as her juices started to flow again. Determined not to allow her to reach another orgasm so quickly, I stopped intermittently. As if begging me with her half closed eyes & parted lips, she motioned me to continue by nodding her head a few times slightly.
I then moved to lie on top of her. The bed was so bloody narrow that I had to move slowly so as not to fall off.
Now on top of her, my hands were stroking her forehead. Worried that my weight might be too much for her, I used both elbows & lifted my body slightly so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.
My cock, already stiff by now, was on resting her pussy. Grinding my hips slowly, I could feel the bristle of her pubic hair against mine. I reached down & held my dick, placing it just at her love button. Holding on to the tip, I rubbed directly onto it, bringing her to a higher volume of moans and groans. I was wondering should I taste her first or just barge in unannounced. I decided on the latter as I feared that she might not be able to hold on much longer before a second tidal surge came.
She was moaning louder now and her body quivered beneath mine. Positioning myself, I slowly entered her cave for the first time. Instinctively, she lifted her hips so as to allow me deeper access, as deep as my rod was able to.
It was tight and wet. I pulled out slowly till the tip of my cock was just at the entrance and I slipped in again. With each inward thrust, her body jerked upwards towards the headboard. I placed another pillow below her head so as to make her feel a little more comfortable but the damn bed started creaking. It probably couldn’t take our weight.
She was grinding her hips now. I stopped moving and let her take the lead by jerking her hips up and down. She was now fucking me. The sensation must have been too great for her as she started to buckle faster and faster, our hips meeting with a slapping sound with every contact. She was buckling as if she’s on a rodeo bull, only that she’s lying down instead of sitting.
“I’m cumming, I’m cumming…..”
she gasped.
“Not so fast”
I groaned, jerking my hips too in an opposite motion to hers. We were really fucking hard now. While still on top of her with my hands under the pillow, we both were humping and groaning hard and loud. I’m pretty sure anyone who walked past our room then would know that the volcano’s erupting soon.
“Should I cum inside?”
,
“What if she gets pregnant?”
I thought to myself as I felt an imminent eruption. When you’re in such a situation, your sense of reasoning and logic don’t function as normal.
“I’m cumming soon!”
I said.
“Fuck, to hell with it. Just cum!!!”
was all I could think of at that moment.
She just gripped me tighter & moaned without saying anything.
“Arrgh……I’m CUMMING…..”
I gasped aloud as my load came spurting out and filling her.
“Arrgh…..”
she cried out too.
I could feel her vaginal muscles contracting as my cock slowly went limp. It was still twitching a little in her pussy, while bathing in a mixture of cum juices.
She pushed me aside & got up to go to the bathroom. Laying there while she washed, my sense of reasoning and logic came floating back.
“Die, wait she pregnant how?”
It was a real fear as I can’t imagine myself becoming a father again just as I’m about to go into semi-retirement!
I’m not that worried about my wife knowing – our relationship wasn’t like what it used to be. Having been married for over 20 years, it has stagnated over time. Sex is non-existent. With not many talking points other than the usual bills, son’s education and some small talk, we usually kept silent most times, doing our own things. If worse comes to worst, I honestly didn’t mind a split. Of course, that would have to be the extremely last resort.
But, I’m more worried about Alice. If she does get pregnant, what’s going to happen?
“Congrats!”
I sarcastically said to myself.
“You never think of that while fucking her, did you? And now after that, you get scared”
. The devil in me was really beginning to fill me with worry and fear.
She came out fully dressed. She remained silent & continued to watch the TV as I went into the bathroom.
“You want to have dinner?”
I asked while getting dressed.
“Not hungry”
she replied without taking her eyes off the TV.
“Any place you want to go? Want to go for a drink?”
I asked.
“No. I want to go home”
.
As we left the hotel, my mobile beeped with a missed call & text messages. Peering at the screen, it was from Amy.
“Where are you?”
it read.
“Want to have dinner?”
was the second message. There was also a missed call from her too.
And that dear readers, was my first sexual encounter with Alice. Nothing fantastic, just an experience that’s nothing out of the ordinary.
Outwardly, she seems brash & outspoken but in bed, she was passive. Maybe it’s her first time with me and she’s not used to it, I thought. Give it some time, it should be better, I hoped.
Well, not only did it get better, it also opened the door to a whole, new sexual awakening for me…..
Stay tuned…..
Chapter 9 (i) – Winnie
“Amy texted me”
I said to Alice while in the car.
“What she want?”
she asked.
“Ask me where I was, want to have dinner?” “She know that you’re with me?”
I checked with her. I wasn’t sure if Alice wanted her sister to know that we’ve been together.
“No, I didn’t tell her”
she replied.
“She didn’t call or message you earlier?”
“No”
.
“So, you want me to tell her that we had lunch today?”
“No, don’t tell her we met ok?”
said Alice starting to look flustered.
It was an awkward feeling. Here we are after a tryst, and another sister was looking for me. I didn’t want Alice to get any wrong impression fearing that I may not get to enjoy future sessions with her again.
“Ok, so I won’t tell her that we met today. Like that I cannot drop you at home. What if she sees?”
I continued.
“Never mind. Drop me off here. I can go home myself”
she said unbuckling the seatbelt.
“You sure?”
I asked.
“Just drop me off here”
she replied.
I stopped the car just outside Kwong Wai Shiu Hospital & she got off without saying a word.
“I call you later ok?”
I said to her as she got out.
Closing the door, she turned and walked off without saying a word. I didn’t know if she heard me.
Finding a carpark space at the nearby Boon Keng MRT, I called Amy.
“Why, looking for me ah?”
I asked as she answered.
“No lah. You with your family is it?”
Amy asked.
“No, why?”
“No la, I thought you busy with your family. That’s why you never reply my sms or answer my call. Or are you with Alice?”
she asked.
“No, But lucky you got me at the right time. My family not around tonight & I didn’t see Alice at all today”
I replied trying to sound convincing.
“Why, want to have dinner is it?”
“Thought if you free maybe can join us”
Amy replied.
“Us?”
I thought to myself. Don’t tell me that she wants me to meet Lim?
“Er…..who’s the us ah?”
I asked without trying to sound overly curious.
“I’m meeting my cousin Winnie for makan. Since today Saturday and we both got nothing to do, thought go out lor”
she replied.
“If you not free then never mind”
.
“Hmm…..Winnie…..cousin…..”
I remarked.
“You not meeting Lim meh?”
.
“No. He’s not free tonight. Kena overtime, even tomorrow”
.
“So, where are you meeting your cousin?”
I asked.
“Haven’t plan yet. Meeting her at Great World City and then we decide”
.
“In that case why don’t we meet at Zion Road hawkers’ centre?”
I suggested.
“What time you meetingng her?”
“She say 7.30pm but she sure late one, knowing her”
“Ok, see you guys there. Who go early chope seat first ok?”
One of the reasons I suggested an outdoor eating place is that it’s less crowded than a shopping centre, especially on a Saturday night. I wouldn’t like to bump into a familiar face while out with another woman. Since there was still time, I decided to head home first to get a quick change of clothes.
The hawkers’ centre was filled, understandably, being a weekend. I managed to get a table at the back near the canal. I texted Amy to let her know where was I sitting and she replied that she was still waiting for Winnie.
I later caught sight of Amy looking for our table. Strutting next to her I presume should be her cousin, Winnie.
Waving my hand, she saw me & they made their way over.
“Sorry ah, let you wait”
Amy exclaimed as she took a seat.
“Meet my cousin Winnie”
she introduced.
“Hi, Chan”
I said, extending my hand,
“Nice to meet you”
.
“Winnie. Nice to meet you too!”
Winnie replied shaking my hand limply.
“So, what you guys feel like eating?”
I asked both ladies.
“What’s nice here?”
asked Amy.
“I seldom come here so donno what food is nice”
.
“The char kway teow at the other corner is good. Always long queue”
.
“Aiyo, I don’t like to queue”
, interjected Winnie.
“I’m not fussy one. Anything can eat and no need to queue, I can already”
she continued, in fluent Singlish. Typical Singaporean…..
“Would you like to have a hot-dog then?”
I cheekily thought to myself while looking at her.
“Good to eat and definitely no need to queue one”…..
”Aiya no problem. Tell me what you feel like eating, I go and buy for you both”
I said showing the gentlemanly side of me.
“The chicken rice here also not bad. I tried a few times”
I suggested.
“Ok la, chicken rice then chicken rice la. Winnie you ok or not?”
asked Amy looking at other stalls.
“Anything la. Chicken rice also can. No need to queue right?”
Winnie replied.
“In Singapore ah, if stall no need to queue one, either closed or not nice”
I jokingly replied.
“So all eat chicken rice ok? Drinks? Sugarcane?”
It was only while eating that I could get a chance to take a good look at Winnie. Not strikingly pretty but attractive in her own way, she looked to be in her 30s at least. She was dressed casual in a Mango tee with jeans. It’s her hair that got my attention. I’m a sucker for long-hair & now, all three ladies that I know have got it! It’s always been one of my sexual fantasies to do a
“COH….”
Found out from Amy over dinner that Winnie’s the daughter of her mother’s sister and she’s working in an insurance company as a PA. I’m not sure if it’s the
“in”
thing to be single but I was surprised to learn that Winnie’s single too. Is this better than hitting the Toto jackpot or what! 3 spinsters…..But at this time, it’s all wishful thinking.
There were no concrete plans after dinner and so I suggested going for a drive. Call me old-fashioned but I remember back in those days, a Saturday night outing with a girl would mean driving to East Coast or Fort Canning, finding a secluded car park spot &……Hell, I’m getting too old for this sort of adventures & sexcitement!
Since we did not have any specific place in mind, we just kept driving.
“You ladies want to go to a pub for drinks?”
I asked as we cruised by Orchard Road.
“So noisy, don’t want la. Want to drink can buy from 7-eleven and go somewhere more quiet”
was what Amy suggested.
Glancing at her, I could notice the shape of both her breasts straining against her tee very clearly, separated by the seatbelt that was strapped in-between them. It was real tempting – to just want to reach out and
squeeze
them.
“So what do you mean?”
I asked Amy.
“You want to buy beer or liquor from 7-Eleven and then we go where?”
“No la, just say only since you ask want to go pub and drink?”
she replied.
Winnie was silent all this while, sitting at the back. Looking at her through the rear-view mirror, I asked “
You got any suggestion or not leng loi (pretty lady in Cantonese)?”
“Huh? Err anywhere also can la. I anything will do”
apparently caught off-guard by my question.
“Wah, you anything also can eat, anywhere also can go. Anything also can do?”
I exclaimed in jest.
“Oi, what you mean ah?”
Amy cut-in, sounding protective of her cousin.
“Don’t bully her ok!”
“Huh? What you guys talking about?”
Winnie asked as she pulled the earpiece out from her ear.
I don’t know what made me turn left after Cathay, but I headed towards Prinsep Street. There was a karaoke joint that I went to sometime back & I thought it’ll be nice to spend a couple of hours there.
“I know what to do. We go karaoke”
I said to the both of them, while slowing down to look for a parking space.
Coming up next, “karaoke with…..”
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Coming up next, “karaoke with…..”
Hi Bro, this is one of the better stories I have read for quite some time; very unique indeed and well written! Just added 7 points for you for upholding the spirit of sharing on SBF
I wish I have two spinster sisters to main main too…just look a my face and say whether I can attracted swee MILF or not? Maybe I should shave, then look more handsome….
Chapter 10 – Karaoke with…..
The pub was located along a row of two-storey shophouses. On the ground floor were the island tables with bar stools while the sitting area was upstairs.
“What would you ladies like to drink?”
I asked as we sat on a sofa. Amy sat beside me while Winnie next to her, on her right. Looking cheekily at Winnie, I asked
“Anything?”.
“Tsk”
she replied, giving me a playful glare & curling one side of her lips.
“I want vodka lime”
said Amy.
“Vodka lime?”
I replied,
“That’s my favourite drink too! I didn’t know you also like to drink that”
.
“A lot of things about me you still don’t know…..”
she replied with a smile, trailing off as if expecting me to complete the sentence.
“Then let me know lor!”
I said.
“Ok la, I also take vodka lime”
Winnie said putting the menu down.
It was still not crowded yet when we arrived and a song by Englebert Humperdinck started to play on the TV screens.
“Tell me when you will be mine? Tell me quando, quando, quando……”
Raising my glass to toast the ladies, I said
“Cheers! All the best to everything!”
We clinked glasses & took a sip.
“So what song you like to sing?”
I asked Amy.
“I don’t like to sing karaoke. Can’t sing. Prefer to listen only”
was her reply. Winnie in the meantime was really acting cute. She was munching on the nuts, moving her body & bobbing her head to the song.
“Eh Winnie, what song you want to sing?”
I asked her next while leaning across Amy. I purposefully leaned close against her left breast &
“accidently”
brushed against it with my right arm. It felt soft and nice. Nice enough for me to feel a stirring…..
“Sorry ah, I can’t sing”
Winnie answered.
Accidently
leaning against and brushing across Amy’s breast again, I asked Winnie
“Can’t sing then come Karaoke for what?”
Amy heard my question and replied for her cousin
“We never say we want to come ok? You are the one to suggest hor!”
As I was still leaning towards Winnie, my arm was still pressed against Amy’s breast. She didn’t seem to mind as no attempt was made to move her body to break the contact. Pressing deeper and feeling the softness of her breast, I leaned closer towards Amy and smiled, not saying anything in reply. She too just looked at me and did not say a word. Meanwhile the song was still playing
“We can share a love divine, oh my darling tell me when…..”
Winnie turned to Amy & whispered something into her ear. I don’t know what they’re talking about but Amy was shaking her head. They were whispering back and forth when Winnie got up & said that she’ll be back soon.
“Where’s she going?”
I asked Amy as Winnie disappeared down the stairs.
“Going to buy something”
she replied.
“Buy what?”
I asked.
“Aiya, why you so kaypoh ah? She go and buy something lah”
Amy said beginning to sound irritated. Pouting my lips & showing a dejected look, I said
“No need to get angry lah. Just thinking if she want to buy cigarette, can buy from here mah. No need to go out to buy. Ho sim boh ho poh”
I said in Hokkien. Could it be that she was going to buy condoms?
“Hahaha, good try! Dream on…..”
my inner voice laughed.
“She go and buy pad. Ask me have or not? I told her don’t have, so she say she go and buy lor”
Amy told me, perhaps feeling a bit guilty.
“Cheh!”
I replied, leaning onto her again in a playful manner.
“Winnie’s on code red”
I thought to myself. That means, it’s safe. But then again, I’ve just met her tonight and I think getting to homebase so quick was a great improbability.
“So how? Have you thought over what you told me this morning?”
I asked Amy while reaching for my drink. Looking somewhat confused, she said
“Not really lah. I’m very lost. Don’t know what to tell him”
.
“Tell him what?”
“I told you he want to get married right? But I’m not sure whether I want or not. Told you this morning if he want baby then how? I don’t want to have baby”
.
“Then why don’t you tell him what you told me? Maybe he also don’t want another baby leh?”
“Aiya, never use protection, sure one day kena one”
“Where got so lucky one?”
I said trying to sound comforting. She turned to look at the TV screen as another song came on.
“Sally called when she got the word. She said I s’pposed you heard, about…..”
Just then Winnie popped up the staircase. She looked at Amy and signalled towards the direction of the washroom with her head. She smiled at me as she passed by our table.
“Aiya headache la. Don’t want to think so much now. After all not seeing him tomorrow also”
sighed Amy.
Judging from her tone of voice, I figured that she must have some feelings for him. I remember Alice mentioning that he’s always interested in sex while Amy’s not that keen, just giving in to him whenever he feels like it. I thought to myself if ever I get the chance to do it with Amy, would she feel the same or otherwise…..
“How come you all not singing?”
asked Winnie as she came back and sat down.
“I also not good in singing. Just chatting with Amy lor”
I said.
Amy reached for her tote rummaging through it and took out her mobile. There was an incoming text. As she was tapping her reply, I asked
“Lim ah?”
“No. My sis. She’s asking where am I”
“You telling her you’re with me?”
I asked quizzically.
“Ya, with you and Winnie in karaoke pub”. “Where’s this place ah? See if she want to join us or not”
, she added.
“Prinsep Street”
I replied not really wanting Alice to come.
“I’m not sure of the name of this pub. Tell her if she want to come, I can meet her at PoMo. Then cross the overhead bridge can already”
. Reading Alice’s reply, Amy turned to me and said that her sister won’t be coming.
“What a relief!”
I sighed. My mobile beeped shortly with an incoming message.
“Hope you enjoy yourself”
it read, from Alice. Replying, I texted
“Not doing anything. Just having a drink n chit chat with your sis n Winnie. 1 2 join us? What r u doing? At hm?”
There was no reply.
It was just past midnight when we left the pub. Amy was a bit tipsy from downing four glasses of vodka limes. I only had one since I was driving.
It was also because of another motive…..
Winnie had two glasses as it seemed that she wanted to remain sober.
Winnie held on to Amy’s arm, supporting her down the stairs slowly. And as we walked out, I could hear a voice croaking
“I sometimes see you pass outside my door…..”
“Where’re you staying?”
I asked Winnie as she helped Amy get into the back seat.
“I can send you home first becos I’m living opposite Amy only”
.
“I’m staying overnight at her place tonight”
Winnie replied as she got into the passenger side.
“There blows my chance”
I cursed silently under my breath. I was hoping to send Winnie home first and with Amy tipsy, I could maybe cop a feel or two when we were alone. I was very, very tempted to lift up her tee just to get a look at her breasts. If we were alone in the car, I may just be able to do that.
Who knows, I may even get to…..
But, it was not to be. So unfortunately, tonight was a
karaoke with…..no special outcome
.
Next –
SOS (Sex On Sunday)…..
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Today is Sunday….
Yup bro, us fellow thread followers will be awaiting TS update with bated breath and excited anticipation :-)
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Chapter 10 – Karaoke with…..
….
It was still not crowded yet when we arrived and a song by
Englebert Humperdinck
started to play on the TV screens….
…
Next –
SOS (
Sex On Sunday
)…..
Hmm…. good story, must support.
Karaoke got
Engelbert Humperdinck
, TS must hint hint to them pls "
Hump my dick
" if not become
AngryBird
lah.
If the above doesn’t work,
Sex on Sunday
will make it a beautiful day.
Lyrics
“Hi, hi, hi, beautiful Sunday
This is my, my, my, beautiful day
When you say, say, say, say that you love me
Oh, my, my, my it’s a beautiful day”
Chapter 11 – SOS (Sex On Sunday)…..
Part I
“Hmm, your breast is so soft…..”
I purred as I rubbed my face against a soft mound of flesh. I felt a hand then squeezing my dick.
“Urgh…..”
I let out a moan. The squeeze became tighter & tighter…..I suddenly jumped.
It was only a dream.
My
hand was squeezing my dick & I had a raging hard-on. Turning to my side, I continued squeezing myself, enjoying the sensation that was going through my body. Feeling the urge to make myself cum, I abruptly stopped and got up to pee.
I didn’t know what time I fell asleep. All I could remember while trying hard to fall asleep, was the fear that was playing over and over in my mind. The fear of Alice becoming pregnant, the fear of me becoming a father again, a second time…..
“I don’t know why she’s leavin’, or where she’s gonna go. I guess she’s got her reasons but I just don’t wanna know, cos’ for twenty-four years, I’ve been…..”
I found myself humming while shaking off the droplets from my now-softening cock.
It was close to 9.30 and I guessed that the two sisters would’ve already done their marketing, if they even went at all. Checking my mobile, there were no missed calls or unread messages.
“Ok, So what should I do today?”
I asked myself.
My wife isn’t due home till 11.00pm at least. Picking up my phone, I dialled Alice’s no.
“Ya?”
her voice came on after a few rings.
“You went to the market already?”
I asked.
“No, didn’t go today”
was the answer.
Curious about Amy, I resisted asking.
“You eat breakfast already? I just woke up & thought of going to the hawkers’ centre. Want to go?”
I asked.
“My sis and Winnie still sleeping. You make her drink a lot last night is it?”
she queried in a worried tone.
“She drank four glasses but I didn’t ask or force her to”
I quickly replied lest she thought that I wanted to get Amy drunk.
“Then how come you never stop her?”
she asked.
“Aiya, how to?”
I said,
“I didn’t know it was four glasses until we were leaving. Some more she not in the mood last night……”
“So she not in the mood and you let her drink is it?”
Alice interrupted, her voice getting louder.
“You know ah, last night she…..”
“Not that la”
, I interrupted her,
“Aiya, why don’t you go ask Winnie? She was there also and she knows and saw everything that happened. I, we, didn’t do anything. Never sing song some more!”
I said, this time raising my voice a little and sounding a bit agitated.
“Why, what happened to her last night?”
I asked, softening my voice.
“Forget it lah. I thought you also want to do with my sister that’s why she drunk”
she said softly. That’s Alice for you – brash, direct and never one to hold back on saying how she feels or what she thinks. But then, the Alice who was in bed with me yesterday seemed so different…..
“Aiyo, please la girl, ok we did it yesterday. I didn’t force you or you didn’t force me. We’re both adults. I never even thought of doing with Amy!”
I replied, trying to sound as straight-faced as I could.
“Let’s go for breakfast ok?” I added. “We can talk some more then”
.
We met at a coffee-shop this time, near the hawkers’ centre. Alice came dressed in her usual style.
“What you feel like eating? Chye tow kuay?”
I asked as we made our way to a table.
“Your wish. What you buy, I eat”
she replied. Strange, I thought to myself. Boy was she super temperamental! The way she sounds now compared to earlier over the phone was the complete opposite!
“Is she playing games with me?”
I thought. But then, I understood the temperaments of an unmarried woman, especially at that age, blowing hot one moment and cold, the next…..
Not knowing how to bring up our sexual liaison yesterday, I mumbled
“About yesterday, you and I, please don’t misunderstand ok? I’m not the type to play around. You know I already married and got son. Why will I want to do that?”
She remained silent, looking down at the plate of carrot cake she was sharing with me.
“Also,”
I continued,
“I didn’t have any plan to do anything to your sister last night. When I called her back, she ask if I want to have dinner or not? She say she’s meeting Winnie for dinner and also ask if you with me or not, and I said no. You told me not to say that we’re together mah, right?”
Alice was still silent, taking in every word that I was saying.
“So, what happened to her last night after she went home?”
Alice didn’t reply, looking at the carrot cake, just picking up the pieces aimlessly and playing with them without eating.
“Yesterday, I came inside”
I whispered meekly.
“How?”
I asked.
“You said never mind before you go in to the bathroom. Like that can really never mind one meh?”
sounding both stupid and worried at the same time.
Looking up at me, she said
“Why? You scared I get pregnant is it? You scared wait I come to you house and find your wife ah? Or you scared I blackmail you?”
There was venom in her voice as she said that.
“Don’t worry ok? If I let you do with me, I won’t blame you if I get pregnant”
. Her voice getting louder until some heads at the next table turned to look.
She’s now acting macam Drew Barrymore in the Exorcist, possessed. I was beginning to feel uncomfortable, awkward and somewhat embarrassed. Was this the price I had to pay for fucking her? For crying out loud, it was
she
who asked if I wanted to go to a hotel in the first place, not me! And why is she taking me on this guilt trip now?
“Don’t worry ok?”
she continued, immediately in a toned down voice.
“My menses just over. It’s safe”
almost whispering. She just loves torturing people…..
Boy, that was a great relief to me! I breathed a little easier and took a big gulp of coffee.
“Happy right?”
she added, sounding sarcastic and with a smirk on her face. It was my turn to keep silent this time, while trying hard to mask a smile.
She went home after breakfast and so did I. We did not make any specific plans to meet or do anything except me telling her
“Call me later if you want to go out or what ok?”
as she headed towards the lift lobby of her block. I had the feeling that she won’t be calling that day.
It was getting close to noon when I finished reading the papers. It’s a good time to do the laundry, I thought to myself. At least I could show the wife that I’m responsible enough to help with the housework even when she’s not around. Putting the laundry into the washer and while it ran, I swept the house but was too lazy to mop it.
“Big girls don’t cry, big girls don’t cry…..”
the song by Frankie Valli started playing in my mind…..
Part II coming up…..
Part II
It was then when I felt a sudden urge to have a massage. Hmm, I imagined having Alice, Amy and Winnie, all three massaging me at the same time! Me laying naked on a massage bed with Alice massaging my head and shoulders, Amy, using her hair to tickle my body and Winnie running her hands up and down my inner thighs, gently scraping against my balls…..My brother’s getting fed-up from being consistently interrupted from his slumber and is now stirring to signal his frustration and awakening…..
I was walking around in this shopping centre when I noticed a tui na shop on an upper level. Deciding to check it out, I strolled towards it.
“Un mor ma, shian shen?”
a strong china-accented voice sounded from within.
Peering in, I saw a lady (presumably in her late 30s as she didn’t look young) sitting behind the table. She immediately got up and walked towards me. Gosh, just what I like -
big boobs!
Looked much bigger than the three ladies I know…..There was also another woman in the reception area watching TV.
“You do body massage?”
I enquired. Incidentally my command of mandarin leaves a lot to be desired and at times, I face great difficulty in either trying to understand or making myself understood. Simple conversational mandarin, I’m ok with that. Nodding, she replied
“Yes. $40 an hour”
. That, I understand.
“Come in bah”
she said in mandarin, standing back to allow me to step in. Since I was in the mood and my bro has been roused from his sleep, I thought to myself
“why not?” “Ok, I take one hour”
, I told her.
There were three cubicles in the shop and she led me into the one furthest from the entrance. Pulling the curtains together, she asked if I wanted a drink.
“Anything”,
I replied. Ha, I’m beginning to sound like Winnie now!
Her massage was satisfactory – sufficient strength and applying pressure at the right spots. It wasn’t rushed and she asked periodically if the pressure was right. She massaged thoroughly, starting with the legs, shoulders, back and arms. There was some occasional small talk but mostly silence. Patting lightly on my arm, she motioned me to turn over. I was almost falling asleep by then.
“Hmm, hau shu fu ya!”
I commented as I flipped over. Smiling, she held up the towel and covered my privates as I turned to face her. My bro too, was having a nap then.
It’s only now that I managed to get a good close-up look at her. She’s not bad-looking, except that she’s got some freckles on her face. Fuzzy, shoulder-length hair & those boobs…..She was wearing a slip-on loose fitting blouse and a pair of tight fitting very short, shorts. I tried not to focus on her breasts lest my brother starts complaining again. My eyes closed, she moved to the top of my head & started massaging my scalp. Opening them slightly, I peeked at her and our eyes met. She was looking at me while my eyes were closed. We both smiled and remained silent while I closed my eyes again.
Taking a deep breath, I raised both hands and rested them above my head, sort of like in a
“surrender”
position and she’s now in between them. After a few moments, I tried to test the waters by moving a hand slowly towards her bum. When it came into contact, I used my fingers to trace a slow circular motion over her shorts. She made no attempt to move or push my hand away, just continuing with the massage. Feeling bolder now, I started squeezing, slowly at first and getting harder with each squeeze. Still, there was no reaction from her. The only thing I noticed was that with each hard squeeze on her bum cheeks, she’ll apply more pressure on my head or shoulders at the same moment.
Hmm, for every action, there’s an equal opposite reaction?
She then asked me to turn over so that she could massage my neck while she remained above my head. She pulled a stool towards her and sat down. Now face down I lifted my head and was eye level with her breasts. While she massaged my shoulders, I moved my hands up the side of her breasts. Without looking at her, I then glided to the front, cupping and squeezing both breasts.
Since silence is taken as approval, I lifted up her blouse. As it was loose fitting, I brought it up over her breasts effortlessly.
What a sight to behold!
At least a 36D! My wife is a 36D and the size looks similar. They were just inches away from my face and I subconsciously licked my lips in anxious anticipation of what was to suffice. She was wearing a skin coloured under-wired bra which made her breasts felt hard. Placing both thumbs and forefingers underneath each cup, I lifted the bra. It was tight and I had to exert some strength. On the second attempt, her breasts popped into view with a soft bounce.
Her aerola was dark like chocolate and both her nipples had already hardened by now. Straining forward, I flicked her right nipple (which was to my left) with my tongue. The initial contact made her jolt slightly. Alternating between licking and sucking, my right hand was tweaking at her other nipple too. She started to let out soft moans and was pulling my head towards her breasts with her hands.
My mouth was starting to get cramped from all that oral action as I was in an uncomfortable position. I stopped and motioned her to move to my side while I sat up by the side of the high bed. Holding her hand, I guided her to stand in front of me, between my legs. She moved without saying a word.