Got a qns for TS- u sent e sisters, go out makan, send em to places. U not afraid kena spot tio? No wat if ppl see n tell ur wife
Already tasted: Alice, Amy & Winnie, though not all fully but still good enough:-)
Next change: time for some variety with Devi?
Can’t wait for Yr next instalment bro!
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Originally Posted by
superhuman
Got a qns for TS- u sent e sisters, go out makan, send em to places. U not afraid kena spot tio? No wat if ppl see n tell ur wife
You’re absolutely right, TS. There’s always this element of fear whenever I’m out with another woman other than my wife or family, especially when I
“thau chiak…..”
That’s why I usually pick places where human traffic is not that high, or places where it’s discreet. I’m mindful not to walk to close to her when we’re in public - no hand holding or body contact either.
So far, so good…..
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boob_man
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!!!”
Same to you too bro!! Cheers ………………
ps.like our linguistic style bro!!
Chapter 23 – “Hit me with your best shot…..”
I believe Amy should have already filled in her sis and Winnie about what transpired the other night as neither called or messaged me to ask. And, I also didn’t meet the sisters on Sunday as it rained heavily that morning.
My birthday was spent with the family without much fanfare – just like any ordinary weekend.
I was at the office when my mobile rang.
“Hello, Chan ah?”. “Yup, what’s up?”. “Ask you something can? My boss want to sack one of our staff. He suspect the staff got steal things from the office…..”
It was none other than dear Winnie.
“Steal what?”
I asked.
“Some petty cash missing and the other day, my boss lost one of his handphones. He forgot to take and left it on the table before he went off. Then later when he come back to the office, the phone no more there”
she went on.
“How do you know that it’s that staff who took the money and phone? Maybe other people? You got proof or not?”
I asked.
“Hiya, that guy always around one,”
she added.
“Wah lau eh, he’s a staff right? Of course he must always be around mah! What rubbish you talking?”
I chuckled.
“Tsk. No! I mean when the things lost, he’s always around one. Like that night, only he and my boss in the office. Already seven plus and he still around. Everybody already went back. When my boss left, he was the only one left in the office. Then later when my boss came back around eight, nobody around and his handphone also not there. You say leh, who take?”
she snorted.
“Don’t know leh, maybe got ghost?”
I joked.
“Aiyo, can please don’t talk nonsense can or not? Sometimes I alone in the office one ok!”
she pleaded.
“Ok lor. Next time you alone and you feel scared, call me lor!”
I laughed.
“So what you want to ask me?”
I asked.
“Tsk, see lah, now you make me forget what I want to ask you already. You always like that one. Si beh pek chek you know, talking to you…..”
she grumbled.
“Sorry lor! Don’t know why I like to disturb you one leh. You know you very the cute?”
I teased again.
“Ha, again, again. Tsk, You can be more serious or not?”
beginning to sound annoyed.
“Aiya, never mind lah, forget what I want to ask you already…..”
and she hung up.
The thought of Devi suddenly sprang in my mind. Picking up my mobile, I sent her a text
“How are you? Busy?”
I continued with my work and didn’t realise that there wasn’t any reply from her.
Rrrinnnggg…..
”Hello?”. “Chan! How are you?”
an unfamiliar voice sounded calling from a private number.
“Who’s this?”
I asked.
“Wah, you sms me asking me how I am, and now you’re asking me who am I ah?”
, now realising that it’s Devi.
“Devi!”
I exclaimed.
“Sorry, I couldn’t recognise your voice! Also, how come calling from a private number?”
I asked.
“Can’t recognise my voice ah? That means you’re not hearing enough of it!”
she joked.
“I’m on duty, that’s why I didn’t get your message until now. I’m calling from a public phone. My handphone’s low batt…..”
she added.
“Nothing important. I just happened to think of you since we didn’t communicate since that night…..”
I said.
“How’s Nirmala?”
I asked.
“She’s fine, that naughty girl…..” “I can’t talk too long. Why don’t I call you back day after tomorrow? I’ll be off then,”
she said.
“No worries. Anytime is fine. Ok then, you take care ya!”
I said to her.
Scenes of dancing and singing then filled my mind. I could picture myself - shades on, with a bevy of sexy, busty women, shaking and thrusting their hips aggressively, their breasts jiggling and bouncing with every beat. My left arm outstretched, pointing upwards, my right hand cupping my ear, elbow flapping like a butterfly to the bhangra beat…..I can see Devi now, running in slow mo along the beach, hair blowing in the wind. The only prominent missing props were the coconut trees…..
A knock on my door jolted me back to reality, thus ending my Bollywood debut.
“Boss, applicant for second interview is here. You want her to come in or ask her to go to the conference room”
one of my staff asked.
“Err, come already ah? Where’s the application form? Let me have a run thru first. Ask her to wait for me in the conference room”
.
“Ivy? Hi, I’m Chan. How are you?”
I greeted a confident looking young lady with an outstretched hand which she shook firmly. I invited her to have a seat and went on.
“So, tell me, what kind of a job would interest you?”
Looking at me in the eye with a somewhat cocky smile, she replied,
“A job that can gain me sufficient experience to allow me to scale the corporate ladder. In short, moving up as high as possible in the shortest possible time”
. She’s a fresh grad from a private university, majoring in Business Admin.
“So how do you intend to do that?”
I asked. Still poised and oozing confidence, she continued,
“As a newbie without the necessary experience, I’m like a fresh sponge, able to soak up as much as needed, so as to…..”
and she went on.
I was observing her as she spoke. Dressed in a white blouse with a dark jacket and matching skirt, she cut the figure of a professional executive. The only drawback it seemed was that she appeared to be over confident of herself. Having interviewed dozens of people, my experience tells me that either she’s nervous or she’s just being cocky.
“As I went through your company’s website, I noticed that…..”
she went on and on, trying to impress me.
As she paused to take a breather, I took the opportunity to ask her about herself, apart from what was stated in the application form. She filled me in on her family, her likes and dislikes, the usual stuff. Directing my last question to her, I asked the same question as all the other applicants before I make a decision. Something like a
“hit me with your best shot”
type question.
“Tell me, how do you plan to be able to make a significant contribution to the company?”
Apparently caught off guard by my question, she remained cool. Leaning back, she looked at me in the eyes and replied,
“Well, as I’m not employed yet, I really can’t offer any plans at this time but I’ll definitely make it worth your while should I be given the opportunity…..”
That statement was full of innuendos. Getting up, I thanked her for coming by and told her that we’d get back to her should her application be successful.
Spending some time alone in the conference room after she left, I looked over her application form again and pondered over the issue.
Should I or shouldn’t I…..?
She’s young and energetic, inexperienced but willing to learn. She was also acceptable of the remuneration package being offered due to her inexperience then. The devil in me was having a field day, filling my thoughts and tempting me with every conceivable idea of what to teach and do to her. Things that can’t be taught in a classroom…..
“Aiya, think so much for fuck? Yah hor, on second thoughts, actually it’s for fuck what!!”
that bastard was chuckling…..
But on the flipside, she appears to be overly confident and outspoken for my comfort.
“What if she starts stirring up shit within the company?”
I worried. I won’t be surprised that she, because of her young age, energy, drive and passion, would resort to any means just to advance her career and goals. My inner voice then said,
“Ya, if you end up with her like the sisters and Winnie, better be prepared with lots and lots of money. Ivy doesn’t seem to be one who takes things lying down…..(with a double meaning). What happens if she blackmails you?”. ”Ok then, it’s decided.”
I told myself, marking a cross at the top right hand corner of the form.
Just then, my mobile rang. It’s Alice.
“Chan, what you doing?”
she asked.
“Just finished an interview. Why?”
I replied.
“Nothing lah. Cannot ask is it?”
she said.
“Can! What you doing?”
I asked in return.
“Nothing lor. Just finish watching my Korean series. Very sian…..” “Your sis at home?” “Now yes, but she going out later.”
Not wanting to know if she’s meeting Lim or not, I asked
“So what you feel like doing?” “My aunty went home already…..”
was what she said.
Coming up –
“Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses…..?”
Chapter 24 – “Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses…..?”
“Great!”
I smiled to myself,
“Her aunty has gone back and now she’s feeling horny!”
I made plans with Alice to meet later for dinner and of course, have
“desert”
after that.
Humming to the tune of the song
“Desperado”
, I completed some paperwork before heading home to shower and change. I was running out of excuses to give to my wife already.
“Why don’t you just tell her the truth?”
my inner voice suggested.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”
I sneered.
“Why not? I’m not kidding you. Don’t you think it’ll be better if you just come clean and tell her? Then, you won’t have to rack your brains for any more excuses…..”
he continued.
“Fuck!”
the other voice boomed.
“Don’t fucking listen to him! He’s just shitting you so that you’ll end up having to comfort your bro yourself…..”
he said, and sneering
“Tell your wife about them? Ha! You’ve got to be out of your fucking mind!!”
Yes, I think that I’m out of my fucking mind. Who, in the right frame of mind would jump into a cesspool with eyes wide opened, and knowing that he’ll definitely drown in shit? I readily admit that I’m a horny bastard. I mean come on, tell me, which male wouldn’t be interested in a female, unless he’s either got very strong religious beliefs, medical inadequacies, mental issues, gay, or just plain dumb. I wasn’t this much stressed before, until I got involved with the three of them.
Yes, it’s fun and thrilling, I must say – the race and chase for the ultimate prize, but then, like what my inner voice derided me the other time,
“What’s next? What’s going to happen after you’ve had your fill? Chuck them away? They’re humans and not some inanimate objects that you can just discard…..”
And to complicate matters more, two of them just happen to live opposite my block! It’s a good thing that we didn’t reveal the exact location of our homes to one another all this while, just the block numbers.
The devil in me, losing patience interrupted,
“Why are you so stressed up for? You’re going to get a free fuck later and you’re stressed?? Jes…..”
he stopped suddenly, not wanting to invoke the name of his nemesis.
“Don’t forget your goal. One down and two to go! After that, would you like to taste some masala and tandoori…..?”
he continued, tempting me even more. I could hear my inner voice sighing and I really wanted to pick up the phone then, to call the IMH to fix up an appointment.
The image of my wife flashed in my mind. I could see her, smiling and laughing. This woman, who sacrificed the best years of her life, who bore me a child and now, I’m repaying her with this…..
”Aiya, those were the good times then lah. Even Dr. Hook said good times never last, remember? He even asked you to share the night together…..”
the devil sniggered, in an apparent counter attack to what my inner voice was doing.
“Do you really want to throw it all away?”
I heard my inner voice ask.
“Can you? I don’t think you’d like to, do you?”
he asked. He then flashed scenes of my son when he was just born, scenes of him as a baby…..scenes of me caning and scolding him when he was young and ugly scenes of me quarrelling with my wife, all this in an attempt to play on my guilty conscience. I’m not sure since when he became a fan of Culture Club but the music video of Boy George singing,
“Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?”
started playing vividly in my mind, interspersed with flashes of my wife and son crying.
“Boy, this is really getting too much for me to handle…..”
The fucking devil, not to be outdone, seems to have quite a collection too. I next saw Amy in my mind crying and Anne Murray crooning,
“I cried a tear, you wiped it dry. I was confused, you cleared my mind…..”
Fuck, is this the Eurovision song contest or what?
I was stilling sitting in my office, leaning back with my hands covering my face. Eyes closed, the scene now shifted to Alice, Amy and Winnie, all three standing, swaying seductively in front of me. We were in a room covered with mirrors from ceiling to wall and a huge king sized bed lay in the middle. I was naked, wrists and feet bound by bras with a panty stuffed in my mouth. Wide eyed, I laid there and watched as the three women started undressing themselves slowly. Just as they were about to remove their panties,
I suddenly saw my wife’s face hovering above me…..
the battle between the two, still raging intensely in my mind.
For you, my dear readers, what’s your take? What’s your advice for me - this lost, confused and horny old bastard? Should I listen to my inner voice and take a step back, or go with the devil in me? Perhaps you’d like to share your thoughts and kind advice? I’d really love to know how you feel, what you think and read them.
Help me please, before I start to lose my mind…..
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Originally Posted by
always
continue your sexventure with Alice, Amy & Winnie……
So, does that mean,
“go with the devil in me?”
Tks TS! What about the rest of you? Surely you’d have some advice for me, don’t you?
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Originally Posted by
superhuman
Can’t decide for u although I m bloody enjoying the story!
But I read this in another thread n it may be a message tt all cheonging fellow bros can have a thought about. In Cantonese - chut lay hang, chi zao you wan (from wu jian dao).
So for me, I only play inside cheonging places. I no dare to bring em out for makan or shopping in case I kena spotted.
Of cse, a voice inside me also says it’s ok if i go outside of my area. But…
Anyone share e same fear
Tks TS for your contribution! That’s what I was hoping for - participation from the supporters of this thread! I really hope to be able to read more comments and advice…..
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Originally Posted by
Mr_Oreh
Continue to carry on the guilt since it has already started.. If I were you , me too had those greed in me to eat ad much pussies as possible.. for live once in a life time either lead it boringly or create exhilarating events as memorable for own satisfaction!
Tks TS! So it seems like the score is 2-0 in favour of the devil in me…..C’mon Samsters, let’s hear from the rest of you!!
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zeusfist
Can’t really decide for you bro.
On one hand, the stories are fcking awesome, but then again, no point killing your marriage over it..
My field of play limits to cheonging place or FL.. never bring them out la.. later die also dunno how die one.
Fought many mind battles with the angel and demon.. the devil usually wins, but on compromised wins.. like “keep the playing in the playground only”
Many tks for your input bro! Please keep ’em cumming!!!