As we dried outselves, the moment we shared was of a awkward silence.
Karen did not know what to say, while my mouth is aching from the tongue action and the knee action which gave me a cut inside my cheek.
As she threw on her jacket, i saw her catching a quick glance at me before looking away.
Slipping on her heels and putting on her lanyard for the medical conference, she stayed a awkward distance from me.
I was nursing my wound in silence as i called the reception to send up housekeeping and to open up my room so i can get back in.
After i hanged up, Karen called her roomate, telling her to meet at the hotel cafe for breakfast.
The clock read 7.45am.
It’s hard to imagine the woman in her pants suit in front of me right now was moments ago lying on the floor like a rag doll.
Karen :Ermm. you want to go ?
Gary : You want to make sure your colleague is not outside ?
Just then Karen’s phone rang.
Answering with a swipe of her hand, i heard went.
Karen : Morning dear, how are you ?
As Karen chatted on the phone, she opened the door and peek out onto the corridor.
I gave her a wave, signalling her to go ahead. She replied with a curt nod, pointed to the spare key in the power slot and closed the door behind her.
I stretched myself back onto the bed, taking a moment to rest.
Hearing several loud knocks along the corridor, i figure it’s the reception coming up to open my room door.
I wrap the towel around me and went out of the room half naked.
I thanked the guy with a 100 baht tip and ask him to send housekeeping over right away. Retrieving my phone, i went back into Karen’s room.
My guess is she must be feeling uncertain and maybe a bit confused as to what happened this morning. The moment was right and things just progressed. She should be sick with pangs of guilt right now as she talks to her husband on the phone realising that she just had her privates licked and serviced clean by another man.
Today is not the day to push for progress after evaluating the circumstances so i decided to do some admin work instead.
I went to Karen’s suitcase and opened it.
First, i double checked the combination lock on her luggage and wrote down the pin in my phone. I opened up her toiletries bag and took a picture of the brands she used, the fragrance she prefer, the moisturisers that kept her skin smooth.
I noted the date 15th of september again on my phone as i found 2 sanitary pads tuck away in a corner. Her menses should be coming soon. I did not taste any this morning, probably tomorrow might be the day.
I took a picture of the label of her bra size. 34b. Nothing great, but my estimate it should fill my hand quite nicely. They seemed pretty firm too.
I documented the size of her underwear, her tops, her pants, her skirts.
Satisfied that i covered everything, i closed her suitcase.
Her shoebag.
I noted her shoe size for her running shoes and a pair of flip flops.
Mentally noted that i will check her heel size if i get the chance.
I did one last look around the room before sloting her card back into the power slot and closing the door behind me.
Hosekeeping for my room was just about to begin when i left Karen’s room.
The house keeper did not look too please at the mess i left behind. The room stink as well. I gave a sincere apology, explained that i wasn’t feeling well and i gave the lady a 300 baht tip.
That seemed to soften her up a little.
I did not idle around in the room but i helped her with the bedsheet.
She was embarassed when i tooked the mop from her trolley to clean up the mess.
Helping her arrange the toiletries coaxed a smile from her.
I turned on my laptop and did some work, replying a couple of emails from Pete.
9.30am.
I went to explore the city, i caught a movie at MBK, had a nice bbq lunch by myself. Did some simple shopping and went for a nice massage.
By the time i caught a cab back to my hotel it’s coming to 7pm.
I did not get any messages from Karen on my phone or email. My plan was to just leave her alone for the day, let her dwell on what just happened.
I had a light dinner of street food as i browse the night market, i gave my wife a call , telling her everything is fine, Will be taking a morning flight back tomorrow.
10pm.
I found a street stall selling bbq stuff and i positioned myself downwind from the smoke. I loitered around for a while, letting the smoke smell settle on my body before ordering several sticks of bbq chicken parts, meat , and a bag of sticky rice.
Grabbing 2 bottles of beer Chang, i went back to the hotel.
10.45pm.
I pressed the bell on Karen’s door.
She opened the door just a crack, peering at me behind the door.
Karen : Yes ? What do you want ?
I wanted to reply i needed another taste of your love juice but decided that was too crude. It’s still early in the poker game, i am not revealing my hand.
I just held up the food and the 2 bottles of beer with the most innocent smile on my face i could without giving a reply.
Taking a couple of seconds to consider while squinting her eyes into a small slit at me, Karen opened the door eventually.
I dropped the food off on the table as i settled down onto the couch.
Karen :Where did you go ? You stink of food.
Gary : was walking around, doing stuff.
She was peering through the plastic bags of food i brought as she reached for a bottle of beer. Choosing a stick, she bit and held on to the food with her mouth and went over to her bed. Reaching below the pillow, i saw her brought out a swiss army knife and she popped the cap off the beer, offering it to me.
My eyes widen as i said.
Gary : My god, you are serious about the knife.
She just tilt her head and gave me a sweet smile.
We tuned in to HBO on the TV and watched Van Helsing.
Karen’s clad in black slacks and another spag top. Hugging her knees, she sat on the bed, watching the show.
I remained on my chair as i chewed on the junk food.
No word was exchanged throughout the show, Karen just waved for another stick of meat occasionally before passing me the empty stick to throw away.
We ended the show and i bagged up the trash.
Standing up to go, i told Karen i’m flying back tomorrow morning.
She nodded.
I caught a glance of her heels by the door and she caught me looking at it.
If she had anything to say, she did not let it show.
I gave her a wam smile and said goodnight.
Gary : Sweet dreams.
Karen : You too Gary, You too.
I closed the door behind me as i left the room.
Not too bad.
At least she did not freak out or go psyco about the morning.
I was about to head into the shower when my room phone rang.
It’s Karen.
Karen : Hey..
Gary : what’s sup ?
There was a moment of hestitation before she began
Karen : About what happened..
I did not give her a chance to finish her sentance but i cut her short with a laugh.
Gary : Haha, Karen… nothing happened.
Gary : Nothing at all. …
That drew a short laugh from her as she replied.
Karen : So we’re cool ?
Gary : Cool ? It was rather cold actually, you did not offer me a towel.
Karen : haha. go to hell Gary .
Gary : I can’t.. angels like you are all in heaven Karen…
Karen : Haha, nice try.
Gary : Breakfast tomorrow ?
She took another moment before replying.
Karen : Sure. How about 5.30am ?
It took me a moment as i register the time in my head. The clock is already reading 1.45am.
Gary : I don;t know, it’s a little early. I might oversleep. haha
Karen : Hmm.. oh well..
Gary : I’ve got an alarm in my room…. It plays nice music too.
Karen : I’ve got a nicer one, comes attached with an itune playlist.
We were silent for a while, none of us giving in.
Gary : Fine, you win.
Karen : haha.
Gary : Let me grab a shower.
Karen : See you.
The click on the phone told me the conversation is over.
I was just finishing with my shower when the phone rang again.
Karen :Hey..
Gary : Are you that impatient ?
Karen : haha, i just want to tell you that you can have your rest. I just started to bleed if you know what i meant.
I did not reply but just hang up the phone.
Walking across to Karen’s room, i pressed the bell.
She had a frown on her face, presumbly from me hanging up on her, she looked like she’s going to throw a heel at me any moment.
Gary : I just want to tell you that you can have my chest, i don’t care if you bleed, but i’ll be over the moon if i could just lay beside you and watch you sleep.
Karen : haha. did you just make that up. ?
I smiled as Karen opened the door wider, making room for me to go in.
I dimmed the lights as Karen went under the blanket.
Pulling the covers up to her chin, i tucked her in and bent down for a kiss on the forehead, at the same time my hand sliding underneath the pillow, retrieving the swiss knife.
Gary : You do not need this tonight.
She smiled and replied.
Karen : Do you do this to all the girls you know ?
Gary : Do what ?
Karen’s eyes closed and i removed her specs for her.
I kept my singlet and shorts on as i clamoured onto the bed beside her.
I did not join her under the covers but i laid by her side, offering her my chest.
Karen turned towards me , burying her face and hands in my embrace as i fell asleep smelling her hair.
Another baby step forward.
Mentally i counted her monthly cycle.
I’m not interested in avoiding her periods
I want to know when she will be ovulating.
Pete - August 2011
This is a great month for me, after several years of hard work, i finally got
the promotion i deserved.
I do not doubt for a moment that Gary lent me a helping hand.
Ever since i joined the company, Gary gradually increased my exposure to other aspects of the business. He gave me opportunities, i felt like he was grooming me for something. What exactly, i don’t know.
We work well together and i look up to Gary like a older brother, we watch each others back. Come to think of it, if it were not for him, a lousy poly graduate like me would not have that competitive edge that University grads have.
Happy would be an understatement. I was elated.
My parents always think i am an underachiever, they never believed i could do well in school. Despite getting 12 points for my L1R5, they objected to my choice of a neighbourhood JC. Their mentaility was for me to join my brothers in Poly and start working.
I never had a ‘steady’ girlfriend in school. Although i look decent enough, i lack the confidence to approach any girls. I was always too shy.
How many times i could only envy in secret when i see my friends hooking up with the girls at the club. The geeks like me get left behind.
I envy my army friends when they book out eagerly to go over to their girlfriend’s home. I can only depend on some online porn and my trusty fingers.
Then my life turned around when i joined a social gathering my friend organised. My eyes fell on this amazing woman which is now my wife.
Karen.
She was the attention of the group that day as all the guys crowd around her, vying for her attention. I can only stand by the drinks counter, again, watching in envy. I can only blame myself as i was too shy.
When it comes to a simple ice breaker introduction, i talked about the only sports i knew, which is tennis.
Lo and behold, i saw Karen’s eyes lit up and she fired questions after questions about my interest. Tennis is Karen’s favourite sports too, we kept in touch then and before long, i became the envy of my friends whenver i brought her along for gatherings.
No one believed for a moment that a shy simple man like me could net such a good catch. Karen and i were deeply in love and we dated for 2 years before the wedding bells rang.
I cannot remember a week that went by without me singing some sort of a praise for Gary.
It might sound a little Gay but i would say he’s my idol.
He’s successful, a high achiever and he has the charisma to do his job well.
What i envy most about Gary was his wife. Sara.
I first met Sara at a company dinner. Gary brought her along for the first time and when our eyes met, i got a rush of emotions not unlike the first time i laid eyes on my wife.
After Gary made the introductions, i had a short chat with Sara, asking about her job. She’s sells high end fabrics to design companies and i offered to hook her up with my brother who works for a developer.
I did not imagine a simple namecard from sara would lead to so much complications.
It started out as a simple coffee at a cafe where is is passing me a catalogue of materials for my brother. Then we had a drink near my office one evening when i was working late. We hit off well but i’m always looking over my shoulders, worried what might happened if i bump into my boss. It’s going to be really awkward. Me, his employee, having glasses of wine with his tipsy wife.
The drinks got a little frequent, and before i knew it, i felt something for Sara. A connection of sort. I knew i was in trouble the moment i lied to my wife about working late in office when i was actually meeting Sara.
The fatal blow came one weekend when Gary was away in Jakarta and Sara invited me over.
We were just chatting but the wine play tricks on us.
The couch by the balcony seemed too comfortable and too big for one person. What started off as hugs turned into something that we lost control.
The next moment, Sara’s dress came off and she was leading me by my hand to her room.
The large imposing picture of my boss was smiling down at me as Sara straddled me on that saturday afternoon. Thoughts of my wife flashes through my mind as i try to register what was happening.
I wasn’t born with very high IQ and EQ, my mind couldn’t function fast enough. Before i could complete the reasoning with myself, i felt the warmth of Sara’s love hole sliding down my manhood.
Our hands interwined as our moans fill her matrimonial room.
I was worried as her riding strokes my penis in a way Karen never did. It’s as if her vagina walls were clamping down on my meatspear, trying to compress it.
Every withdrawal took my breath away.
I tried to put my thoughts towards something else as Sara threw her head back, working her way with my dick. The sick pangs of guilt coarse through my veins when we collasped onto each other, shivering and shuddering under the damp sheets.
Sara has a monster of an appetitie, before long, she mounted me again.
And again.
For the first time in my life, i went home that day with an abrasion around the rim of my foreskin. It hurts and i could only pray Karen is not in a needy mood.
Looking at the appointment letter i hold in my hand, it made me even more guilty as i saw the familiar signature of Gary at the bottom of the paper. THe 15% payrise is good news, but i couldn’t get over the fact that i am an asshole. How could i do something like this to the man that has taken such good care of me for all these years.
I felt so guilty that i planned a short trip to penang with my wife. I really need to get away from all this.
I can’t be shitting where i eat but Sara, oh sara.
Her lush lips, her full bossom.
And she seemed to be taking all the initiative.
I don;t know what to do anymore.
I was having lunch with my wife that day at the subway near my work place when i saw Gary walking pass the cafe.
Waving excitedly at Gary, i told my wife he’s my boss.
Pete : Dear, dear, look. My boss. He’s the one i told you so much about.
I introduced Gary to Karen that day in the cafe, i felt another wave of guilt hit me as i think about the rendevous i just had in the morning with sara.
It was nothing to brag about. We were just kissing, hands roaming all over each other in her car after my wife left for work. I do not own a driving license and i usually take one of those premium buses to work.
Ever since sara and i got intimate, she would drop me off at her office in tiong bahru every morning.
It was probably my brain feeling all the guilt but the way Gary looked at karen seemed as if they knew each other.
I was determined to work hard and to prove to Gary that he did not make the wrong choice in promoting me.
Perhaps sub-conciously i just want to make it up to him for sleeping with his wife.
I started working late more often, always going the extra mile to finsh up my work.
Sara on the other hand, her appetite seem to grow larger as the days pass.
I remember her picking me up that night when i left the office at 9pm.I was so freaked out because Gary was still in his room. All would be lost if he saw me getting into his wife’s car.
Sara droved me to a boutique hotel nearby without a word.
I felt as if i’m her tool.
As if i’m nothing more than her sex toy, her only reason for choosing me is probably she knew i wouldn’t have to balls to tell on her.
I entered Scarlet for the 3rd time that month, always going to the last room at the end of the corridor.
Sara’s is almost the same height as me. Her figure hugging dress often drew stares from other men. Her breast is full, i can’t tell how big they are but they seemed to be more voluptous than Karen.
Letting the straps drop off her shoulders, Sara nudged be back onto the bed before having her way with me again.
The release felt good, rejuevenating and refreshing after a hard day’s work.
The only problem is Sara refused condoms.
She says she’s allergic to latex.
If she were any other women on the street, i might worry that she’ll blackmail me when she’s pregnent.
After re-assuring me that she’s ’tied’ and she’s clean, i let go without much worry.
Afterall, what could she want from a simple man like me.
Getting caught in the act was the worst thing that could happen , thankfully except for a couple of close shave, we were other wise quite safe.
I remember that afternoon when Gary suddenly suggested lunch just when i was going for the lift. I couldn’t reject him as he is my boss afterall, the damming thing was that Sara’s car is now parked right at the entrance of the office.
I thought i was dead, there is no way i could call or warn Sara as i was engaged in a conversation with Gary. In my mind i was thinking, this is it.
There goes everything.
I was about to throw in the towel when somehow god must have heard my prayers just when we were nearing the office entrance.
Gary’s phone rang and he stopped in the lobby.
Gary : Hey Pete. Can i borrow the inventory key. I need to go check something.
Pete : sure , here.
Gary : Can you grab a seat first, i’ll be right over.
Pete : You need me to go with you ?
Gary : No i’m fine, help me get the chicken thigh hor fun. Be right behind you.
As he turned and walked away, i was thanking my lucky stars that day.
I exited the office lobby and saw the white toyota at the entrance.
Sara caught my eye and smiled but i mouthed her our panic word.
‘Gary’
The engine fired up and the car disappeared from sight.
What a close shave.
I was working late as usual one night when i got an sms from Sara.
It went something like ’ booty call ’ or something. A little too ang moh term for me.
i replied that i need to get some stuff out and i can’t just drop everything.
My heart almost dropped when my phone rang and Sara was cooing away on the phone, saying that she wants to see me. Even if it’s just for a short moment. The light in Gary’s room is still on, i don;t like to take unecessary risk, Sara’s penchant for playing with fire is starting to freak me out.
Wanting to be sure that Gary will not be leaving anytime soon, i popped over to his office.
Peeking through after i knocked.
Pete : Wah, still here ? I’m going down to grab coffee. You need anything ?
I saw Gary reach for his coffee mug only to find it empty.
Gary : Yeah, get me a kopi-si. Thanks man. Why are you still here ?
Pete : Preparing some materials for a presentation tomorrow.
Gary asked me about the projects i have on hand before nodding and getting back to work.
It seems he’s quite busy, i only hope he won’t notice the pespiration on my forehead.
Rushing into the lift, i can’t wait to ask Sara to go off.
We’ve already agreed we can spend some time together since my wife Karen is flying off to Thailand for work for the next few days. Sara was insistent that i invite her over to my place as she says that it would be better than going to a hotel.
I tried to refuse, telling her that it’s just a 3 room flat in the suburbs, nothing compared to the big apartment she lived in. Sara wouldn’t hear any of it and says spending a couple of hours in my cosy place in my arms beats anywhere else.
I couldn’t think of any other excuses to reject her so i agreed.
Reaching the lobby, i saw her car at the drop off.
Pete : What are you doing here ?
Sara : haha, why are you so nervous ?
The sight of Sara’s cleaveage sent some blood flowing to my manhood but i knew this is not the place nor time to be doing anything.
Pete : we’re meeting tomorrow evening right ? Why did you suddenly turn up.
Sara : I was in the area, i missed you…
The manner which she said that sent a chill down my spine. She seemed a little aloof , i would think she’s on drugs.
I told her i need to grab coffee for Gary, have to be back in office in a while.
Sara : Hop in. I’ll send you to the cafe.
I got in the car after looking around nervously.
The moment i got in, i saw Sara lifted her already short dress higher to her waist and i knew what she wanted.
I wasn;t very happy but somemore i couldn;t find the words to rejct her.
Keeping her right hand on the steering wheel, her left gestured for my head to go down on her. I unbuckled my seatbelt and went down on Sara, kissing her thigh and stroking her privates through her semi moist underwear.
There was a little pee smell, pungent and choking, but as her wet patch grew, the familiar scent of her love juice overpowered everything else.
Pulling into the carpark at bestway building, Sara choose a dark corner beneath a low hung frangipani tree and off the engine. She wasted no time and pull back her seat, leaning down all the way.
Kicking off her heels, She held my head down at her private as i gave up using my fingers and switched to my tongue.
The interior of the car misted up quickly without the aircon and Sara;s moans joined the warm vapour in the car.
I felt the tremble coming as she pressed me down harder and tighter as she jerked and brushed herself all over my nose, my mouth and my chin.
I felt my back aching having bent over in such a weird position.
Sara had a last piece of wet tissue in her car and she cleaned herself up before offering me the back of the same napkin.
As quickly as it began, Sara drove me to the coffee stall and i bought the coffee for myself and Gary. I bought a cup of tea for Sara too.
I rinsed my mouth at the tap before getting back into her car.
Reaching the office, i only hope Gary wouldn’t ask why am i gone for so long.
Thankfully , he didn’t.
I was wrapping up my work around 11pm when i got a call from Gary.
He need my help to cover some of his work as he needs to make an urgent overseas trip.
I agreed without second thought. Anything for the man who made possible everything i have today.
I was so tired that i could only manage to give Karen a good night kiss before collasping beside her.
The next morning i woke up just in time to catch Karen leaving for the airport.
Karen : Bye darling, take care of yourself ok ?
Pete : Ok , you too.
I bade my wife farewell and i got dressed for work.
Sara’s message came a while later saying she will pick me up at the usual spot. I read and immediately deleted it. PErhaps it’s time to get a spare phone.
The moment i got into the car, sara was telling me in an excited tone that Gary will be travelling for the next few days. How great is that ?
I smiled, my body feeling relaxed that Gary is away.
Planing my offsite meetings to be in the morning and in the evenings, i am actually looking forward to seeing Sara.
The next couple of days came and went in a blur. If i could sum it up, it would be just sex and food the moment i got off work.
On the last evening of our rendevous.
Sara’s made me wear Gary’s clothes when i was over at her place, i felt a little uncomfortable but she says it turns her on.
The sleeves were too long and they didn;t fit until Sara giggled her war across the bedroom to help me fold it back and put on the cufflinks.
I looked at the mont blanc cufflinks in envy, i never had the chance to wear anything like that.
I fucked Sara on the dinning table in Gary’s Hugo suit, I wore Sara’s stockings as she sat on my face, grinding herself down on my mouth, i sat in the bathtub as she rode me with the endless spray of water raining down on us.
I entered her from her behind when she eas smoking at her balcony.
She was blowing me when i gave a good night call to my wife.
I was pounding her when she received hers from Gary.
Despite the wet sheets and our body sweaty and exhausted from the sex, we collasped onto the bed with the sliding door to the balcony wide open.
The cool morning breeze carassed our naked bodies as we looked at each other.
Pete : It’s late, i better be going. Gary will be back in the morning.
Sara : Stay for a while longer, go to work straight from here ..
I did not hear anything more as i drifted into deep sleep.
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Originally Posted by
chenzong
Hey, Old Chang! You should do the same treatment to Daryl for your other story!
Bro, no energy… haha.
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Originally Posted by
rubberduckygirl
exceptional.
im lovin this story!
Are you the first female supporter ? or am i just drawn to the legs on your profile.
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Originally Posted by
gocoffeebean
OMG … TS is this REAL ??
I kinda like the first part where ur planning and execution is so extreme . .
but ur part 2 of Pete account .. changes everything …
Now im thinking if reason for u to be so daring n all out motive to get Karen is for revenge or in the first place u r just already brilliant in ur plot.
I was high when u got Karen but low when I read abt Pete.
Ur writing so good that i imagine i was u and now i am cuckold.
Glad that you like it. Enjoy the roller coaster.
Thanks for the kind words of encouragement SBF.
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Originally Posted by
Valiant20
Masterpiece with probably SBF best story of the year award!
TS can probably publish books and have them selling like hot cakes
Hook me up with a publisher, I give you commission. haha.
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Sen5eS
hmmm … tio zapped … erm … did I make a wrong comment ? PM me if you wish to bring the matter to hand.
Anyway … this story is twistier than a twisted twistie !
Bro, all comments welcomed. Good, bad, nasty, feel free to say it.
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callmebad
very hardworking employee, busily ‘serving’ both the boss and his wife
don’t understand why these days they need so much so-called foreign talents?
Well said.
Gary - september 2011
Waking up with an erection beside Karen, i felt a small sense of acomplishment. The girl who everyone said was untouchable will soon be mind. I might not have gotten her yet, but getting to taste her is a milestone nevertheless.
I stretched myself a little as i checked the time on my phone. It’s coming to 5.30am, i should be getting up soon. My return flight to sg was scheduled for 8.40am.
My movements woke Karen up as she mumbled a ‘good morning’
There was no morning hug, no big show of cuddling. I saw Karen’s hand reach for her privates as she checked her pad for leakage and signs of overflowing.
It probably felt a little heavy as she dragged herself out of bed and went to the bathroom. I heard the tear of the sanitary napkin from her undies and the thud when she threw it into the metal bin.
I heard the shower coming on as she washed herself before the sound of plastics squishing followed.
Coming out of the bathroom, she looked nothing like the models potrayed by the kotex companies about girls feeling clean and fresh. She just looked grumphy.
My presence at the edge of the bed was not acknowledged by her as she slumped back down onto the bed after checking the time. I got up and was about to return to my room but i decided to bent over for another kiss.
Karen buried herself deeper into the bed and covers, turning away from me.
Women and their periods..
I left Karen’s room. I showered and changed before checking out. I just left a sms to Karen saying that i’m leaving. She has another day of conference before flying back the next day
Reaching singapore, i tried to call my wife on her mobile but i couldn’t get a reply. It’s coming to 12.30pm. She should be having her lunch.
When i got on the cab, i fired up my tablet and looked at the consolidated information i have gotten about Pete and Karen. Satisfied that my plan is going more or less to plan, i settled back for a short nap.
I felt a jerk when the cab stopped at the main junction near my place. I stretched and got ready my wallet. When the vehicle made the right turn follow by a left, my apartment came into view.
Dropping my luggage off, i entered the shower to find the floor still wet.
Perhaps my wife left home late this morning.
I changed and made my way to the office.
I had a quick meeting with Pete to bring me up to date with what is happening in the department. Poor guy, he seemed a little burnt out and he looked a little pale. I asked if he’s ok as he seemed a little off the colour.
He replied he’s probably tired, will be fine after a good rest.
I told him not to worry, handover what needs to be done and go back for an early rest today. As he left my office, my mind wandered off to Karen and the sweet taste of her female nectar.
When would i get to taste it again.
I was tempted to check out Pete’s organiser and PC again to update my information but i couldn’t find an appropriate opportunity
The rest of the week past without much of a fanfare, plotting and scheming to sleep with other people’s wife aside, work still needs to be done.
On Friday Night, i was feeling a little horny but i did not feel like doing my wife, Karen wasn’t ripe for the picking yet. Pete is still in the office, working his ass away, unaware of the evil plots i have in mind.
Suddenly a sick and twisted idea came to me and i thought to myself.
Why not.
Retrieving a condom from a compartment in my drawer, i left the office.
I did not know what was i thinking but i just felt like doing it.
I reached Pete and Karen’s place in 20 minutes.
I saw Karen’s car in the lot and i parked a distance away.
Checking the coast is clear, i unbuckled myself, capping my erected dick.
The thought along enough to send jolts of pleasure throbbing through my manhood.
I stroked myself through the condom, thinking of the pleasures i will be deriving from Karen’s body in time to come.
The climax came and i jerked and moaned to myself in my car, unloading myself into the condom. Uncapping myself, i held it carefully and went towards Karen’s car.
Unlocking her car door, i made sure no one is looking.
I dropped the condom with my sperm under the passenger seat and locked the door
I threw in the wrapper under the driver seat.
Returning to my car, i went back to office to work.
Pete is still at his desk
When my butt hit the chair in my office, the gravity of what I just did hit me.
I was not worried, rather I was excited.
A series of warp ideas and sick thoughts kept coming at me like the endless tide.
I tried to organize my thoughts and within a few minutes, I was good to go.
Walking out of my room, I saw Pete still buried in his work.
Gary: hey Pete, enough, it’s Friday.mi give you a lift back.
Pete : it’s ok, no need I can still grab the train .
Gary : it’s ok, we can chat along the way.
Pete : erm ok. Gimme a few minutes, I need the bathroom .
Gary : sure, I’ll be at the lobby.
I went to retrieve my car and waited by the lobby. Pete rushed out of the lift and jumped straight into my car.
Gary :woah. No rush man.
Pete : er, not nice to let you wait mah.
Pete told me his address and I pointed the car towards the expressway.
Along the way I asked him about his views towards a couple of policies and how can we better manage the team’s resources. We also talked bout organizing a team bonding session for the year end.
I was also asking Pete why he didn’t have a driving license, he mentioned that he is just not comfortable with driving, he leaves it to his wife.
Turning into Pete’s estate, I saw the corner where the bin centre is and I slowed down near Karen’s car. I was about to ask Pete to what car Karen is driving when he volunteered the information.
Pete: there, my wife’s car. She went back to her mum’s place near little India. She never drives there on Friday night.
Gary : nice. I always liked this car. How’s the interior? Is it comfortable ? Was thinking of buying one for my wife.
Pete : huh ? Oh. Erm , not bad. Quite cozy.
Gary: do you think I can see the interior,? Maybe sit in it and try out or something ?
Pete took a moment to consider before replying.
Pete: sure.
He retrieved another key from his bag , I didn’t know he had a set of keys too.
He opened the boot and brought out a bag of stuff, presumably his clothes.
Pete: go ahead, I just need to bring these up later.
Settling myself into the driver seat, I adjusted myself backwards to give myself more leg room. With that, I revealed the condom wrapper beneath.
Gary: nice. Quite cozy.
If Peter saw what was on the floor , he did not comment. He gaze is unreadable, he seemed almost as if he was in a state of trance.
Settling myself into the passenger seat, I adjusted myself backwards, bringing to sight the used condom on the bottom.
Pete definitely caught sight of the used condom as his eyes widen in shock and embarrassment.
I feigned mine when I saw the condom and apologies profusely.
Gary: ermm so sorry. I think I better go.
Gary : thanks for showing me the car.
Pete was dumbfounded as he waved a hurried goodbye.
I wonder what would he say to his wife that night.
As I drove off, I saw Pete diving into the back seat and the boot of the car, presumably trying to find more incriminating evidence of his wife’s fidelity. The look of horror on his face is classic although I felt something seemed to be amiss.
I was still feeling the Adreleline of what I just did in my veins when I received an SMS from Karen .
Karen : Breakfast tomorrow?
I agreed,just that I’m not sure she will be in the mood after the confrontation with Pete tonight.
I hope they quarrel.
A perverse thought crossed my mind.
I hope Pete will actually lay his hands on her.
And I can be there to comfort her…