Sensing that she’s about to climax, I pumped my hand rapidly, even as it was starting to feel cramped. Boy, Lady Gaga’s
“little monsters”
symbol really can create monsters, I smiled to myself, while looking at Michelle. I could hear clearly, the squishing sound of her juices building up in her pussy.
Her body tensing, she lifted her hips and screamed - as her juices broke through the restraining walls of her internal reservoir.
It wasn’t exactly like in the videos where you actually see a squirt – Michelle didn’t squirt but her juices kept flowing until it soaked the sheets. With her chin facing the ceiling, and eyes rolled upwards, she looked exactly like she was going through an exorcism ritual! Body shuddering, inaudible sounds like deep grunts escaped through her quivering lips and nostrils. I was truly worried then, that she might go into fits as a result of that intense orgasm. Unable to withstand the onslaught of explosive spasms, she reached down and pulled my hand away.
Still shuddering from the aftershocks of a magnitude 10.0 mega cum, she stayed silent, panting heavily, almost to the point of hyperventilating.
“You ok?”
I asked her. Gasping for air, she just nodded and closed her eyes again, her body limp. Feeling her wetness on my fingers, I held it up against the light and admired a pattern resembling a sticky spider web.
“Hmm, if I could put my fist in, there may be enough juice to form a spidey glove!”
I sadistically sniggered to myself.
After she has caught her breath, it was my turn to be serviced now. As I laid back, she got up and leaned towards my dick. Limp due to inertia, she quickly put it into her mouth and began sucking hungrily. The action was enough to jolt my bro from his slumber. Fully erect now, Michelle was devouring my cock like some hungry ghost who went AWOL! Hmm, seems like the devil has not been fully exorcised yet…..
”Arrgh…..”
I cried softly as she relentlessly slurped away, head bobbing like it could drop off any minute. Unable to hold on for much longer, I stopped her. Wiping her mouth with tissue, she laid back and spread her legs for me. Tearing the wrapper
(Yes, I came prepared this time…..)
, I hurriedly put on the condom and got into position. Guided by GPS(?)
(Got Pussy Smell(?)…..)
, my bro managed to find his way into her cavern without any problems. Laying down to rest on her, I began pumping while she crossed her legs over my bum. Gripping my shoulders tight, she was jerking like a mad woman. Afraid of getting scratch marks, I stopped momentarily and signalled her to switch positions.
Motioning her to get on all fours, I moved and positioned myself at her butt. Swaying her butt, her ass then looked particularly inviting to me but unfortunately, or fortunately, I’m not into asses.
Can’t imagine my bro being greeted by a foul smelling brownish body substance upon entry…..
She reached under her body and got hold of my dick, guiding it urgently into her soaking love nest. Holding on to her butt cheeks for support, I began pumping again. Her juices could be seen, stuck onto the condom in little sticky clots as my piston was ramming at full speed. She responded by jerking backwards, meeting each forward thrust.
“Ergh…..!!”
she cried as I looked at the reflection of her breasts in the mirror, swinging like a pendulum to the copulating rhythm.
Wanting to try other positions, I pulled out my dick and slapped her on the bum.
“Ow!”
she exclaimed and turned round to look at me. I then asked her to stand, facing the mirror of the dresser. Bending her over slightly, I penetrated her from behind. Looking at both our reflections in the mirror while fucking was truly an experience by itself - Facial expressions resembling pain while in fact it was the opposite. Grimacing expressions of torture while in fact was pure unadulterated pleasure. Breasts bouncing in every direction and beads of perspiration forming in spite of the air con…..
I then got her to lie on the edge of the bed and entered her while supporting both her legs. Not being able to bear the onslaught on her pussy and desperately wanting to climax a second time, she buckled like a wild horse and slammed her pussy into my dick with such force that my pelvis started to hurt.
“Kan wa tua tua lat!”
Michelle begged, voice cracking, eyes shut tight and biting her lips.
“Wa ai lu kan wa hiong hiong!”
she gasped. Feeling my cum building up, I increased my speed and she matched it with equal tenacity.
“Arrgh…….wa choot liow, wa choot liao!”
I panted, droplets of perspiration dripping onto her body. Slamming hard against my hips, she too screamed,
“Wa pun choot, wa pun choot liao!!”
We both climaxed at the same moment, bodies shuddering and hugging one another tightly. Ejaculating my last droplets of cum, I fell on her, both of us gasping for air.
Again, I wonder - if nature intended for us to enjoy sex, why then, especially in the throes of passion do we all grimace as if we’re in pain? Anyone of you ever noticed that? The shuddering, screaming, moaning, groaning and whimpering, as if crying or sobbing –
is that supposed to be pleasure?
Also, why must one close our eyes when we kiss? Is it to prevent us from getting a shock at discovering how our partner really looks, up close?? Why don’t we try smiling instead, the next time we’re reaching orgasm? On second thoughts, better not do that!
Or else our partners may think they’re fucking an idiot…..
“You sure you went out with Wong?”
the wife asked as I entered the bedroom. Looking at her, I replied
“Ya! If not, then go where?” “You yourself know lor, you go where. Your eyes like don’t tally with your mouth”
she answered cynically while looking at the TV.
“Michelle, ma belle…..”
the devil in me was humming the song. Funny though, I kept seeing an image of a silver hammer coming down whenever I closed my eyes…..
Coming up next –
“Do that to me one more time, once just isn’t enough…..”
Chapter 20 - “Do that to me one more time, once just isn’t enough…..”
“Do you know, where you’re going to? Do you like the things in life that’s showing you? Where are you going to, do you know…..?”
the theme song of Mahogany sung by Diana Ross came on the radio as I turned it on, while driving to work one weekday morning.
“Ya dickhead, do you know??”
my inner voice boomed.
“Where do you think you’re heading to with the three of them? What will you do after you’ve done it with all? Chuck them aside? Marry them? What if one of them bears your next generation? Then what? Why are you ruining people’s lives with your own perverted desires?”
, I just couldn’t find an answer to any of those questions.
Not wanting to be outdone, the devil in me quickly interjected as my inner voice paused.
“Aiya, think so much for what? They are not small kids, old enough to be mothers already! If they’re willing to do it with you, why bother? Right or not? Sian already then go look for other willing partners lor! You cannot finish finding them one…..”
. What would you do if you’re in my position? Heed the inner voice’s advice, or go with the devil? Tough choice to make huh? But maybe not for some…..
Driving past the bus stop, I noticed Alice in a pinkish tube and black tights fiddling with her phone. Not wanting to distract her, I drove on. As the battle raged in my mind, I decided to turn into a carpark as I couldn’t focus on driving then. Gripping the steering tight with both hands, I rested my head on it. Lobo’s voice filled the car,
“How can I tell her about you? Girl, please tell me what to do…..”
I turned the radio off.
It seemed like a few minutes when I heard gentle knocking on my window. Looking up, I noticed a policewoman peering into the car and at me. Winding it down, she asked,
“Sir, are you ok?”
Surprised, I realised then that I was parked next to a Neighbourhood Police Post.
“Is there any problem sir?”
she asked again. Regaining my composure, I smiled and replied that I was ok, only a bit nauseous earlier on, and that was why I stopped to take a short rest.
“Would you like some warm water?”
she offered.
“No, thank you! I’m fine now, really…..”
I replied as I turned on the ignition.
“Please don’t drive if you’re still not feeling well, ok? You can come in and sit for awhile if you like…..”
she said, while bending over to talk to me through the window.
The dark blue material of her uniform didn’t offer any down blouse opportunities, but her service revolver and baton were clearly visible, both gleaming under the sun…..As she was straightening up, I managed to look at her name on the badge.
”Devi M…….”
it showed.
“Ok then! You take care!”
she said.
“Thanks! Sorry to trouble you…..”
I replied.
“No, not at all!”
she smiled and waved as I reversed out of the carpark. Both voices in my head had apparently called for a truce, looking at my pathetic condition.
There was an interview going on in my office that day and I wasn’t in the mood for any. I called earlier while on the way and asked both my operations manager and PA to conduct the first round interviews and I’ll take the second round after they’ve shortlisted suitable candidates. Strolling into my office, I noticed that there were already a few applicants filling in the forms.
I was lunching alone when a text message came in.
“Where r u?”
It was from Alice.
“Office. Lunch now. Why?”
I texted back.
“Going for interview in town after lunch. Free to meet me after that?” “See how first lor. Call me when you finish”
I replied. Hmm, don’t tell me that she’s coming over to my office…..? It could be a possibility as all three don’t have my business card and they’re not aware of where my office is.
“No, not so accurate one!”
I said to myself. I heard my inner voice whistling…..Wanting to play it safe, I decided not to go back to the office but to have an extended lunch with a lawyer friend of mine. I told my staff to leave all shortlisted applicants’ forms on my table and will get back to them the next day or so.
“Where r u ah?”
Alice called on my mobile.
“Uh, in Manhattan House having coffee with my friend. You finish your interview already ah?”
I asked.
“Ya,”
she said.
“So how? Got the job or not? What job you interview for?”
I queried.
“Admin lor, what else. In Winsland House, Orchard”
she replied. Heaving a sigh of relief, it wasn’t my office that she went to.
“So how? You want to meet me? If not, I go shopping alone. My sis not in and I very sian…..”
she rattled.
“Round three?”
the devil in me probed.
“So how?”
she asked again, getting impatient.
“Anything lah. Where you want to go?” “Anywhere except HOTEL!”
she replied, emphasising on the last word. Boy was that a killjoy…..
”Aiya, I come pick you up at Centrepoint taxi stand, fifteen minutes like that and then we decide lah. But I need to be home for dinner later. Eating with my family”
I replied hurriedly.
“Up to you la…..”
she replied and the line went dead. It was around 3.00 then.
“So how? When then you know whether you got the job or not?”
I asked as she got into the car.
“Aiya, donno leh. Say they will call me for another interview if successful”
she sighed.
“Doing what job? Admin ah?”
I asked as we stopped at the traffic light just before the Istana.
“Ya lor. At my age, can do what?”
she answered empathetically.
“Wah seh, what you mean at your age can do what?”
I asked sarcastically. Afraid that she might catch on, I quickly added
“Aiya, as long as legal work, can already lah”. “What to do? No boyfriend, nobody to support, must survive mah…..”
she sulked.
“Ok, I know where to go already”
I said to her as the lights turned green.
“Where?”
she asked.
“Um wah pei lei chee, pei lei sum see see…..”
I teased in Cantonese as she went
“tsk’d”
and turned the other way.
“So how’s things with your sis and Lim”
I asked Alice as we had high tea at the Equinox. It’s her first time there and she had the expression of an excited child. Turning her head left to right, she pointed out familiar landmarks to me, forgetting to eat.
“Huh? Sorry ah! What you say?”
she asked apologetically.
“I asked you how’s your sis and Lim? They patch back already?”. “Looks like not yet leh. This time quite serious you know?”
she exclaimed wide eyed, as she put a slice of soon kueh into her mouth.
“Why? How come you say this time quite serious?”
I asked, continuing
“You mean last time one all not serious ah?” “No lah, not that. I mean already more than two weeks she never talk to him mah. Last time not so long one”
she replied finishing up the soon kueh.
“How you know? She got tell you meh?”
I asked curiously.
“Aiya, she everything also got tell me one. We sisters mah, cheh…..”
she said, slurping the pasta this time. That statement made me sit up.
“You mean everything also she got tell you?”
I repeated,
“Including if she no pang sai ah?”
jokingly. Slapping my hand hard, she remarked loudly,
“Wah lau eh you! Got brain or not? People here eating and you talk about sai! Tsk!”
The couple at the next table heard that remark and smiled to themselves. I quickly excused myself saying that I needed to pee.
“Die!”
I muttered softly while in the cubicle.
“Don’t tell me Amy told her what I did to her that night. Maybe that’s why she said she didn’t want to go to the hotel with me just now…..”
I had to find out some way or the other, if Alice knew about the incident with me and her sister.
“Ask you something, can or not?”
I asked Alice as I sat down. Still soaking in the panoramic view before her, she replied
“Ask what?”
without looking at me.
“You angry with me is it?” “Angry with you for what?” “Don’t know lor. That’s why I ask you mah…..”
I said. Looking towards the skypark at MBS, she replied
“For nothing I angry with you for what? Chee sin ah?” “Don’t know lor. Maybe you think just now I want to go to hotel with you again, that’s why you told me on the phone, anywhere except HOTEL. Some more say the word hotel so clear…..”
Leaning back now, she looked at me in the eyes and sighed,
“Hiya, you very gian is it? Please lah, don’t be like Lim ok? See only want to piak piak, wah lau eh…..”
looking comical with that remark.
“Don’t misunderstand me ok? Who say I want to go to hotel with you just now?”
I countered.
“Don’t bluff lah! You know, I know, ah…..”
my inner voice interrupted.
“Shaddup!”
I blurted out, making her jump and sit upright, eyes opened wide and mouth agape.
“No, no, no, I don’t mean you!!”
I stammered, quickly adding
“I, I was telling myself to, to…..”
She looked at me, kind of sympathetically and said,
“No need to panic ok? I won’t eat you one lah…..”
FUCK, why must she use that word!!!
“Ha ha ha ha ha!!….WON’T EAT YOU!! Ha ha ha ha ha!!……”
the devil in me was laughing so hard till he came in his pants, that fucking sonofabitch. And, I could also hear my inner voice screaming with laughter.
Kan ni lau hia…..
I kept silent while settling the bill and waiting for the elevator. While inside on the way down, she stood directly in front of me. Without turning back, she asked
“Why? Now you angry with me is it?” “No lah, who say?”
I replied. I jumped suddenly, when I felt my cock being squeezed hard. Looking down, I saw her right hand grabbing my crotch and squeezing as if it were a stress ball. A rather painful, but pleasant sensation nonetheless…..
”Urgh!”
I exclaimed.
“Shiok hor!”
she whispered seductively, continuing squeezing until the doors opened on the ground floor. How I wished then, that it had gotten stuck somewhere between floors…..My face was flushed as I walked past the Filipina hostess at the reservation desk who cheerfully said,
“Thank you Sir! See you again! Have a good day…..”
in typical Filipino accented English.
“Do that to me one more time, once just isn’t enough, with a (wo)man like you. Ooh, squeeze me, like you just did…..Oh baby, do that to me once again…..”
the song kept playing over and over in my mind until I found myself subconsciously whistling the tune while looking for the car.
Buckling up, I was still recovering from the shock jock treatment I got earlier.
“You want to know why I don’t want to go to the hotel just now?”
Alice asked as she put her seatbelt on.
Shrugging my shoulders and turning the ignition on, she again reached out and grabbed my cock with her right hand just as I released the brakes. Tyres screeching, it was a good thing that I didn’t step too hard on the accelerator and crashed into the car in front.
”My aunty came…..”
she said, hand still firmly on my dick until the car reached ground level. She was really turning me on like crazy. Each time when we stopped at a red light, she would automatically reach out and start groping me, letting go only when the lights turned green. I swear, that, that was the only time I had wished that LTA would’ve installed traffic lights every five metres or so…..
”Er, your aunty came then?”
I answered innocently, continuing
“I also donno her, cheh…..”
She then turned to look at me, eyes opened wide and exclaimed
“My menses lah! You think which aunty? Aiyo, yo…..”
slapping her forehead. I couldn’t control myself and we both burst out laughing, her hand still gripping my dick…..
I turned into her car park and stopped in the handicap’s lot.
“I thought you cannot park here?”
Alice commented.
“Aiya, just for awhile only. I’m in the car, it’s ok…..”
I replied. Picking up her bag, she moved to open the door. Sensing my desperation from all that teasing earlier on, she turned and unexpectedly placed her hand on my cock again.
“Next week, ok? Next week, we go hotel. I also gian, especially after menses. Some more no need to use condom also can. You shiok, I also shiok…..”
she said while squeezing me, especially harder whenever she mentioned the word
“shiok”
. With that, she took her bag and stepped out.
“Thanks for the high tea, darling!” Ahem, “Darling…..?”
Another Winnie?
“Just give me love when you can, if you need me. A woman in love, will understand. And I’ll give you all that I am, believe me. A woman in love, needs only one man…..”
the devil in me singing karaoke.
“Whoa, here she comes. Watch out boy, she’ll chew up. Whoa, here she comes. She’s a maneater…..”
my inner voice cutting in, also singing karaoke, while I’m horny…..
Next –
“I can’t live, if living is without you…..”
Chapter 21 – “I can’t live, if living is without you…..”
“Chan mali chan (oi, oi), chan mali chan (oi, oi), chan mali chan, ketipong payong…..”
the radio deejays were jibing on air. I never really understood what that meant except for the word, umbrella.
Not that I really cared…..
I was in my office working on an urgent proposal when my PA came in with some documents and cheques for me to endorse. I didn’t notice that she closed the door behind her when she stepped out as my door was usually kept open, so that I could observe and hear the goings-on outside. While busy concentrating, I didn’t notice how much time had passed or what time it was, for that matter.
There was a knock on my door and my operations manager popped her head in.
“Boss, you’re needed outside…..”
she said.
“Huh, why?”
I asked, without looking up.
“Don’t know. There’s someone at the recept counter asking for you,”
she replied. Still focusing on the proposal, I asked
“Who’s that? Guy or girl?” “Aiya, don’t know lah. Just come out and see lah…..”
she replied, closing the door. Curious, I got up and opened the door to check.
“SURPRISE!!! Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you…..”
the whole office stood up, singing and clapping. Clearly shocked and pleasantly surprised, I said to them,
“Wah seh! Thanks ah! But, today not my birthday yet leh!” “We know,”
they said in unison,
“Your birthday’s on Sunday, and today’s Friday mah, so we celebrate for you today lor!”
They ordered a blackforest cake (as if was one of my favourites) and also bought some finger food for tea. Putting a candle for each year of my life, they insisted that I extinguish all in one breath.
“Make a wish first!”
someone exclaimed just as I was to blow.
“Wish for more pay and better bonus for us ah!”
my PA joked. Smiling, I made a silent wish and proceeded to blow the candles. Alas, age was catching up and three candles were left lighted.
“Three, hmm…..”
I noticed, knowing that it was definitely the work of one of the two residing in my mind. Someone helped blow the remaining ones out, while I posed for pictures with those who requested to have their photos taken with me. The staff declared time-out for themselves and I left them to enjoy and have a break in the conference room while I went back to my room to continue with the proposal.
A knock and my door opened again. It was my PA. Holding a paper plate with a big slice of cake and some finger food in one hand, she came in and placed it on my desk.
“Happy birthday boss!”
she wished me, stretching her hand out. Standing up, I shook it and thanked her.
“Nah, this one for you”
she said sheepishly, holding out a box.
“Wah, got present some more ah?”
I exclaimed, feigning surprise as I already saw her hiding it behind her back as she came in.
“What’s that?”
I asked. Shrugging her shoulders, she said coyly,
“Don’t know. Open and see lah…..”
Gently separating the tape from the paper, the word
“Goldlion”
appeared. It was a wallet.
“Nice?”
she asked, bending over in front to me, helping me take it out from the box. That action provided me with a direct and close-up view as the top of her blouse fell open.
She was braless
- her small pear shaped breasts, hanging delicately and so enticingly tempting. That quickly got the attention of my bro, as he got all excited like a kid in a toy store. As if on purpose, she took her time to open the wallet and showed me the various compartments in it, suggesting what I could slot into which.
“Ya! How you wish you could slot your cock into her compartment right?”
the devil in me chuckled. She pasted nipple tape over her tits so that it wouldn’t be obvious, plus (or minus…..) with her small breasts, it’s hardly even noticeable that she’s not wearing a bra. But, she’s my staff after all and my PA for that matter –
I’d better not try anything funny or stupid…..
Thanking her for the present (and peek), I shooed her out saying that I needed to complete the proposal by the end of the day. Just as she was to leave, she dropped the wrapper on the floor. She squatted right in front of me, legs apart, to pick it up. As she was wearing a skirt, I could see right into it. She flashed her pink panties at me for two to three seconds before getting up. Without looking at me, she opened the door and stepped out, leaving it open this time. Smiling, I shook my head in disbelief and tried to refocus on my work…..
I was driving home when my mobile rang and it flashed Amy’s number. Putting on my earpiece, I took the call.
“Yes, Amy?” “Chan? Amy ah,”
she said.
“Lim just sent me a very long sms. Say he love me very much and cannot live without me. Ask me to give him another chance. Also say that if I don’t want to marry him, never mind. As long as I don’t leave him…..”
she continued.
“How long already you never contact him?”
I asked.
“More than two weeks already loh,”
she replied,
“He everyday also call and call and call. When I don’t answer, he send sms asking me to answer, say sorry. Until this sms he just send”
I listened as she continued,
“Wait I scared he go and do stupid thing then how?”
she was sounding anxious now. Stopping in a car park, I said
“Aiya, don’t worry lah. He’s not a small kid. Some more got son, sure know how to think one lah.” “Ya, that make me even more scared”
Amy said,
“You never read newspaper one ah? Wan pau sometimes got story say some people commit suicide, also bring their children with them you know? Kill their children first and then commit suicide.”
Hearing what she just said made me cringe a bit.
“I don’t want to hai see anybody you know? So how? What should I do?”
she sounded really worried and desperate now.
“Why don’t you ask him to come out and talk?”
I suggested.
“That’s what I think also, but I don’t feel like seeing him alone. Wait I scared he donno do what to me…..”
her voice trailing off.
“Aiya, ask your sis to go along lor. He know your sis right?”
I asked.
“Ya, but he don’t quite like her leh. Say their puek gi buay gum…..”
“Or why not you come with me?”
she then suggested.
“Me??”
I replied, sounding more shocked than surprised,
“You siao is it? Ask me to go with you and meet your boyfriend. Wait he think you and me got something then I how?”
I replied incredulously. My inner voice then, could be heard saying,
“But she and you already got do something right? Now you know how to scared?”
“I know what,”
said Amy.
“I also ask Winnie to come with you lor. Two couple. Like that then I not scared.” “Hiya, if he see so many people, you think he will want to talk meh? Cheh…..”
I replied. She kept silent.
“Tell you what, you arrange to meet with him tomorrow night. Ask Winnie to come also, but we all don’t sit together. Winnie and I will sit somewhere nearby, so if he try to do anything funny, we can help…..”
I suggested, remembering such scenes commonly acted out in those cheesy drama serials.
“You arrange with him and text me the time and place. I’ll call Winnie to discuss with her what to do after I know where we meet, ok?”
I said to Amy.
“Aiya, I don’t know which place good to meet leh…..”
Amy replied,
“You can suggest? You should know better what…..” “Wait, let me try and think first”
I said to her. Should we find a place where it’ll be crowded or empty? If it’s crowded, then I believe that Lim may not try anything stupid. Whereas if it’s in a quiet spot with not many people around, getting help may not be that easy if things do get out of hand. Gosh, what a dilemma to be in…..
Deciding then to meet in a place where there’ll be a high volume of human traffic, I blurted out the first place that came to my mind,
“Tell him to meet you at the foodcourt in HDB Hub, upstairs. Find a seat inside, at least got aircon. I’ll sit somewhere nearby, where I can see you two”. “What time?”
she asked.
“7.00 can?” “Ok lor. I’ll call Winnie now and let you know later,”
Amy replied.
“What the fuck am I getting myself into?”
I asked myself as I continued my drive home.
“Exactly! You’re getting yourself into a fuck!!”
the devil in me laughed heartily…..
“Winnie not free tomorrow night. How?”
the message read.
“That’s just great…..”
I muttered to myself. Replying, I texted
“Not free then never mind. I’ll go alone.” “Want to change to Sunday night?”
she texted back. Since she didn’t know that it’ll be my birthday that day, I told her to let it remain as planned.
Coming next up –
“Here I am, the one that you love…..”
Chapter 22 - “Here I am, the one that you love…..”
I told my wife that my staff had planned a small birthday dinner celebration for me on Saturday night, with a karaoke session after that, and promising her that we’ll have a family day and dinner on Sunday.
“Already here. Sitting near the yong tau foo stall”
Amy texted me. Using the side entrance, I saw them both sitting adjacent to the stall, with their backs facing me. There were no empty tables available. Eyeing one that’s near to them, I walked towards it. Occupied by a young woman who looked obviously from the Mainland, I asked,
”Is this seat taken?”
in my half baked Mandarin. Looking up, she smiled and shook her head. In order to get a good vantage point, I had no choice but to sit right next to her, which seemed to surprise her.
“Can you please look after this seat for me while I go buy my food?”
I asked as I stood up. She just smiled and nodded, deftly picking up a portion of vegetables and rice with her chopsticks.
“Why use chopsticks on a plate?”
I wondered.
“Does she know that there’re forks and spoons available too??” Idiosyncrasies…..
Lim seemed to look serious, gesturing animatedly as he spoke to Amy, while she was looking down at her bowl of noodles. I wasn’t sure if Amy noticed me walking past as I did not turn back to look. I ordered a plate of chicken rice, and went to get coffee. Sitting myself back down, I observed them as I ate my dinner. I felt like a spy, out on a stakeout. The theme from James Bond played in my mind then…..
”Chan, Ah Chan. Iced Milo. Shaken, not stirred…..”
I mused to myself.
“Ni shir xin jia pwor ren ah?”
the woman next to me suddenly asked. Surprised, I nodded. Making small talk, she started singing praises about our sunny island, obviously trying to nail a
“Robert”
. Half listening, I continued eating and observing Lim and Amy.
“What’s your name? I’m Jolene”
she asked, in a heavy accent while extending her hand to me.
“Chan,”
I replied, shaking it limply. I wasn’t keen in having a conversation and so I just gave monosyllable answers to whatever she asked, not really paying attention. Getting the hint, she got up and walked away.
Lim was still talking away while poor Amy was just sitting there as I observed them. The foodcourt was getting crowded as it was dinnertime then.
“Excuse me, are these seats taken?”
a voice asked, coming from my right. Turning to look, I saw an Indian lady with a young girl standing next to me.
“Er, no. You can seat here if you like,”
I answered. She looked very, very familiar to me and I was trying to recall where we had met before. The policewoman!! It’s a small, small world…..
”Thank you!”
she replied and said something in her language to the girl. The little girl sat and looked at me, as if I was a paedophile while the woman, presumably her mother, walked off to get food. The girl was still staring at me when her mother returned, carrying a bowl of ice kacang. She didn’t look as if she recognised me.
Minding my own business, I kept my eye on the couple a few tables away.
“Eh, ask her lah! Maybe got chance, you know…..?”
the devil in me prodded. Sigh, looks like I’m never gonna be left alone without one or the either or worse, both voices driving me to my grave…..
Looking at the woman, I asked
“Excuse me, are you in the police force?”
Looking extremely surprised, she subconsciously looked down at her chest to see if her ID tag was hanging there.
“Er, why do you ask?”
she asked hesitantly as her daughter continued staring at me.
“Because you look like a policewoman…..”
I replied smiling. Clearly looking bewildered, she asked
“Do I know you?”
Acting cool but mindful of her arresting powers, I replied
“I don’t think so. But your name is Devi, right?”
Eyes wide open in shock, she covered her mouth with her hand and exclaimed
“Oh my God! How you know? Who are you? How come you know my name? How come you know my job?”
all in one breath, her daughter looking at her, amused.
“I don’t know if you can remember,”
I said
“The other day, my car was parked near your police post and I was taking a rest. You knocked on my window and checked to see if I was alright…..”
. Putting a finger to her temple and closing her eyes, she tried to make the connection.
“Ah, yes! Now I remember you!”
she suddenly recalled.
“Small world ah! How are you?”
she asked excitedly. We spent the next few minutes getting acquainted with each other. I found out that she’s a divorcee and as I guessed correctly, the little girl’s her daughter. She’s in the force, stationed in a certain division. The day we
“met”
, she was on the way to investigate a case of snatch theft in the area when she noticed me.
All this while as we spoke, I kept glancing at the couple in front. Sensing it, she discreetly turned round a couple of times to look at the direction my eyes were constantly focused on.
“Looking at your friend?”
she asked casually.
“Not really. Keeping an eye out, is more like it…..”
I replied. Not wanting to arouse the suspicions and instincts of a law enforcement officer, I quickly summarised the reason for my being there. Laughing, she
said
“Don’t worry! He better not try anything funny or else he won’t be sleeping on his bed tonight!” “Nirmala, quick finish your ice kacang! See, it’s melting already…..”
she said to her daughter. I gave Devi my business card and asked her to give me a ring when she’s free, maybe we could have coffee or something…..
”Something in the way she moves, attracts me like no other lover…..”
George Harrison was telling me.
Just then, Amy got up and walked away, presumably to the toilet. She passed by my table but did not seem to notice me sitting there as she was deep in thought.
“Wah, your friend seems to have a lot on her mind ya?”
Devi remarked as she too noticed.
“I don’t know what he said to her just now. Well, I’ll just have to wait and see…..”
. My mobile rang and it was Amy calling.
“I don’t want to go out with him later. How?”
she asked.
“He ask you go where?”
I queried.
“Where else?”
she replied.
Speaking in a soft tone, I said
“Ok, I tell you what to do. You tell him that you don’t feel like doing anything and you want to be alone to think about what you both talk just now. Let him go off first. When you are sure that he left, you call me, ok?” “But what if he say he want to send me home?”
she asked.
“Just tell him that you want to be alone lor. He sure to understand one…..”
I replied.
“Orr. I’ll call you later. Bye”
she said and hung up.
Devi, intrigued by what’s happening seemed concerned.
“Is she ok? I mean, is everything alright?”
she asked,
“Does she need any help?” “Er, ya, no, I mean…..Ya, she’s ok and no, she doesn’t need any help,”
I mumbled, not fully comprehending what I just said.
It was close to 9.00 then – I didn’t realise that I had been sitting in the foodcourt for two hours! Nirmala couldn’t finish the whole bowl and asked her mum to finish it. Taking a few spoonfuls, Devi got up and prepared to leave.
“Let me give you my mobile number just in case you need any assistance…..” “Hmm, a frail excuse indeed!”
I thought to myself. Why would I call her mobile if I needed any assistance when I could call 999? Wouldn’t the response be faster? Unless she was referring to some other form of assistance…..
”Ooh, masala and tandoori chicken! Spicy, yeah!”
the evil one laughed. Keying in her number into my mobile, Devi left with her daughter. I too then got up and walked out of the foodcourt. Lim and Amy in the meantime were also preparing to make a move.
It was another ten to fifteen minutes later when Amy called me again.
“He left already?”
I asked.
“Ya. Saw him going into the MRT station”
she replied.
“Going into the MRT station, he can also walk out again right?”
I said.
“No lah, I mean he go right inside and I saw him walk downstairs to the train…..”
Amy assured.
“So where are you now? I’m standing outside NTUC,”
I asked.
“I’m coming up the escalator”. “Ok, I meet you at BreadTalk…..”
.
“So, everything settled already?”
I asked as she approached me.
“I think so,”
she muttered, with a look of resignation. Unable to withhold my curiosity any longer, I asked,
“So what did he say? I mean, what did he tell you?” “You want to go back already?”
Amy looked at me and asked.
“No, it’s ok. Come, let’s find a place to sit”
I suggested. We walked in silence and managed to find a seat near the Courts outlet.
Sighing, Amy began speaking softly,
“I really don’t know what to do, Chan. He say he really love me a lot and cannot let me go. He also know his own chow kwan and say will try to change…..”
pausing a moment.
“But I know him one, not so easy can change. The character so many years like that, you think say change, can change meh? I think his wife also cannot tahan him that’s why leave him.”
“But did you tell him how you feel? About getting married and having baby?”
I asked.
“Ya. He say the reason why he keep on wanting to ask me to get married is becos he scared wait another man try to kow suah me. Scared wait he lose me. Aiya, I told him even if married, people want to kow suah also will kow suah one. Depend on the woman mah, right or not?”
, stating a valid point there.
“Somemore, I told him we both not young already. If have another baby, how to look after until grow big? What for bring a life into this world and let it khang khor wait?”
she added.
“Actually you not that old mah,”
I replied. Looking at me and getting somewhat annoyed, she said
“You think want to get baby so easy one ah? You tell me, tiok thau pio got so easy one or not, I ask you? Ya, some people lucky, one time only can kena. But some people, try and try until long, long time then kena. You know what I mean or not?”
she asked. Not really understanding her philosophy, I kept quiet.
“Hiya, if you lucky, do one time can already. Get pregnant. But what if cannot? Do and do many, many times…..and then suddenly got baby. By that time, you how old already? You understand or not?”
she explained. Ah, now I got the picture - she’s worried that if and when she were to get pregnant, time will not be on her side.
“And somemore at my age, got baby also won’t be easy one. What if the baby not normal, then how? I already over 40, you know?”
she added, confirming what I just thought.
“So, what did he say?”
I continued.
“He say never mind lor. If I don’t want baby, he ok with it. As long as we are together, he happy already”
she replied.
Listening to Amy, I figured that Lim must really have very strong feelings for her. It made me feel bad. Here I am, lusting after her while she has another man who truly loves her.
“Cause I’m truly, truly in love with you, girl…..”
as Lionel Ritchie’s voice on somebody’s ringtone rang out.
“So what do you plan to do now?”
I asked Amy. Sighing again, and shrugging her shoulders she replied,
“Hiya, what can I do? This is my fate lor…..”. “I ask you something, can or not?”
I said,
“Do you love him?”
without even waiting for her to answer. She looked silently at the ground, and nodded her head lightly.
“But…..”
she said softly and stopped.
“But what?”
I asked. Hesitatingly, she looked at me and asked
“Can one person step on two boats?” “Wah, this woman damn Confucius one man…..”
I said to myself.
“What you mean?”
I asked.
“I mean, can one person step on two boats at the same time? One leg on one boat…..”
she replied. I knew what she meant by that, but pretended to act blur as I wanted her to elaborate.
“Can one person like two people at one time?”
she clarified.
“Like? Not love?”
I asked.
“Can, why not? A person can like many people at one time. Like only mah. But love…..it depends”
I said. Now it’s her turn to look puzzled.
“If the two boats are tied and not moving, plus if the water is calm, then no problem. Anyone can jump from one boat to another, even stand with one leg on each boat, won’t fall. But once when the boats rock or move, it will be difficult to balance and control, no matter how strong your legs are. It’s impossible to balance two boats with two legs in the sea when the waves come. You know what I mean?”
She burrowed her eyebrows.
I knew exactly what I meant –
hell, I’m learning to balance on four boats now!
The wife and the other three. Even with my dick helping to balance, it’s proving to be quite a task as I’m also eyeing other boats out there…..I think I know what Amy’s driving at when she referred to the
“two boats”
. Not wanting to sound thick skinned, I believe she’s referring to Lim and me.
“Not very sure”
she replied. I turned to her and said,
“No need to think so much lah, ok? If you love Lim, then continue with him lor. You must be prepared to tahan him lah, the next time he khee siao…..”
She then reached for my hand and held on to it. Looking into my eyes, she started to tear. Having a soft spot for tearing women, I quickly broke contact and said to her
“Hiya, please ah, don’t cry ok? Wait people here think I bully you hor. They hantam me then I how?”
reaching for my packet of tissues and passing it to her. Half smiling, she wiped a tear away.
“Come, I send you home”
I said, standing up.
She was silent on the drive home. As she opened the door to step out, she suddenly turned to me and kissed me once on the cheek. Caught by surprise, I didn’t react to it.
“Thanks for coming and helping me tonight, darling…..”
she whispered and got off.
“DARLING???”
That’s three strikes in a row…..Just then, the text signal of my mobile sounded.
“How’s everything?”
It was from Devi.
Next –
“Hit me with your best shot…..”
i start fr pp1 & finish the ent thread. a lot of emotion from chan but just curious wat his feelg exactly for his wife & family. the story will be more kancheong with the challenges of a fast suspecting wife and how chan deal with it
Chan, Ah Chan, I followed your thread from page 1 till now and find its really interesting and sexciting. What makes a difference is there is emotion and humour into the writing.
The other is the element of suprise, besides more boats to be stepped on, there are some passing sampans too (those indo ladies) and the suspecting wife. Only one word of advice (though you are much more experienced than me) is 打死都不承认, (die die dont own up) all would be fine.
Well done and keep up the good work.
I’d like to take this time to wish all the
fathers
, the
“soon-to-be”
fathers, the
“still-waiting-to-be”
fathers, the
“not-yet-ready-to-be”
fathers, the
“kan-ni-nah-where-got-so-chun-one”
fathers and the
“who-say-I’m-the-father?”
fathers, a
“HAPPY FATHER’S DAY!!!”
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I’d like to take this time to wish all the
fathers
, the
“soon-to-be”
fathers, the
“still-waiting-to-be”
fathers, the
“not-yet-ready-to-be”
fathers, the
“kan-ni-nah-where-got-so-chun-one”
fathers and the
“who-say-I’m-the-father?”
fathers, a
“HAPPY FATHER’S DAY!!!”
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