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redarrow
Great work! Can post some video of the 2 muse how they look like, like u did in your last story
Hi Bro,
Thanks for liking the visualization I like to add for my characters
Actually I did this time round as well.
Refer to post #7 on page 1 for Angel video
Refer to post #53 on page 4 for Crystal video
Anyway, I found a video that has both the two ladies that look like the characters in the story
Ruoxi - Angel
Qing Chuan - Crystal
Time: Close to midnight on Monday
Location: Lau Pa Sat
We have finally overcome the crisis for the day events. Everything is more or less in place and we can now heave a sigh of relief. So for now, me and Angel are going for a well-deserved break and a good meal.
At such hours, there are not many choices left for supper, so we make our way to Lau Pa Sat to grab some food.
We order some local dishes like carrot cake and satay for sharing.
Angel: “Uncle, it’s a surprise that you eat at such places too.”
Me: “Haha Angel, I am a normal person like you. Why won’t I eat at such places?”
Angel: “Errh well, Rex usually doesn’t like hawker food and not even food court as he always complains it’s noisy and messy. So usually we will eat at restaurants.”
Me: “Ya. Rex is born with a silver spoon in his mouth, maybe we pampered him too much. He is a smart boy and he always gets his way, as his mother dotes on him too much, a bit too much. I have always been quite worried about him as he seems to be very flippant about relationships and he has never met with any setbacks in his life. His brother Ryan is more down-to-earth and more mature. But I am very happy to see Rex together with you, because I think you are a sensible and more mature girl, should be able to help Rex settles down.”
My heart is actually in a dilemma while I am saying this. The father in me is fighting against the man in me.
Angel blushes and says: “Uncle, you think too highly of me. I am just a normal girl. I just hope I won’t disappoint you in my work.”
I am not sure if it’s the heat from the nearby satay stalls or it’s her blush, Angel’s cheeks is glowing in pink and just seems so palatable. Wake up! I need to take control of my emotions. This is my son’s girlfriend, for goodness sake.
We continue with our food and make small talk along the way and I realize that Angel is much more mature in her thinking than you would think for a girl of her age. While the conversation carries on, Angel is starting to open up more and more to me….
Me: “Oh so you like classical music and theatre works?”
Angel: “Yes yes! I like theatre productions a lot. I have acted in a few theatre performances before and I have even directed a couple of shows before.”
I am beginning to see a different side of Angel, I don’t know how to describe it. When we are talking about acting and theatre works, her eyes lit up and her voice starts to take on a more chirpy pitch and she just rattles on and on about her experiences in acting and performances. So there is actually a kid side to Angel. You can sense her love and energy in acting.
Me: “Does Rex like it as well?”
Suddenly Angel looks a tad disappointed.
Angel: “He finds it too boring. He fell asleep at the first couple of performances he come to support and he stops after that. But it’s ok, everyone has their own interest. Just like I don’t really enjoy the extreme sports that he plays.”
This girl is such a nice lady, always so understanding and accommodating. I hope Rex can treasure her.
Me: “I used to be active in theatre works when I was younger, you know. But ever since I started to run my business, I have less and less time to pursue my interests. Now hearing you recounting your experiences, I suddenly have an itch to act again haha.”
Angel: “Really? That’s such a coincidence! Uncle, actually we are in a headache because we are unable to find someone suitable for one of our main characters in our upcoming performance. You fit the profile perfectly! Would you be interested to help us?”
This is the first time I see Angel so happy. It’s like a little kid finding a sweet. Her eyes are glowing with anticipation. Seeing her like that, would anyone think I have the heart to reject?
Me: “Of course, Angel. But I must put a disclaimer first. Do not blame me if I can’t act well. It’s been years, you know.”
Angel: “Thank you Uncle! Let me call my director now. He will be so happy!”
Angel is on the phone and explaining to the other party that she has found a perfect candidate for the role that they are unable to fill. They can proceed with the original script. It seems like they are almost going to abandon that script which they love so much due to the inability to find the actor.
Me: “By the way, what role will I be playing? Why would a 50-yr old man have such an important role in the script that it’s almost abandoned?”
Angel: “Oh, this script is about <Love in the City>. There are 3 different couples who face different forms of challenges in their relationships. Basically all three couples face huge resistance to them being together, and how they ignore the societal norms to come together. The first couple is a gay couple, that highlights the internal struggles of two man. The second couple is a middle-aged divorcee with two young kids falling in love with a rich, young man, and how they overcome the family resistance of the rich guy to be together. The last couple is a young lady falling in love with a man who is old enough to be her father.”
Suddenly I can sense a change in Angel’s tone.
Me: “So I assume I am the old man in the third couple? Will you be acting as well?”
Angel: “Yes, you are the lead in the third couple. I will be acting as well.”
Me: “That’s good. So what role will you be playing?”
Angel: “The other lead character in the third couple.”
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Well narrated. Excellent!
Thanks for support! I like your chao ah beng story too.
Stay tuned supporters, I will try update tomorrow night. Been busy.
Time: Tuesday afternoon
Location: Office
My COO, Lim, is with me in my office room. A bit of background on Lim. He is my long-time friend from the Army, we went through OCS together, cheong sua cheong hai (Hokkien translation for brave the mountains and brave the seas together), creating a deep-rooted bond. We are quite different in character: I am the well-mannered, educated, charismatic boss-type while he is those “hokkien-styled”, gung-ho warrior Chinese towkay type. When I first started my business, Lim is the first person I roped as I know he would be a never-say-die fighter type and our character makes up for each other’s deficiency. Hence he is now the second man in the company.
Lim, divorced from his wife a few years back with no kids. Even till today, he is still retaining his somewhat uncouth mannerism.
Lim: “Eh Henry, lucky you lah. Choose yourself such a pretty Exec Assistant and put your son beside me to check on me huh. You good buddy indeed.”
I look up from my paperwork and see Lim looking longingly outside my room at the side view of the ever-pretty and demure Angel. I smile to myself. I can understand how Lim is feeling. Who wouldn’t melt at such a lovely girl?
Me: “Behave yourself man. This is office. If Angel hears you, it would be so embarrassing.”
Lim: “Stop kidding me lah. Don’t tell me you are not tempted by the SYT. Tell me the truth lah. You know I won’t say a single word to Da Sao (Chinese translation for elder sister-in-law) and your good sons.”
Me: “Stop your nonsense. Tell you something, but keep it to yourself. Angel is actually the girlfriend of Rex.”
Lim: “Wow, really. Man, there goes my chance and your chance. I thought for once, we have such a pretty girl in our office and I can turn up my charm 10,000 watts. Now no chance liao.”
My heart is actually in a little turmoil hearing that from Lim.
Me: “Anyway, we have finally resolved the crisis. Now is the time to do our PR release statements. Oh yes, heard you have completed your interview with the journalist from XYZ Prime. How is it? I am going to do mine in half an hour’s time.”
Lim: “Oh my god. Let me tell you something. The journalist is damn chio. Might be even sexier than Angel. Oops sorry, hard for me to get used to Angel being your prospective daughter-in-law so suddenly. But really, that journalist, is really pretty and sultry. And the short mini-skirt she is wearing, it is so distracting when she is doing the interview. Any little movement and her hemline will ride higher. Her two sexy, slender legs just seem to go on forever. Oh gosh, and the way she smiles at you while doing the interview. That eyes and mouth. It can melt any man’s heart. Ah I am going nuts just thinking about it.”
Me: “Haha is that Crystal you are talking about?”
Lim, looking at me with disbelieving eyes: “Don’t tell me you know her as well?”
Me: “She is Ryan’s girlfriend.”
Lim: “Wah crazy man. I better go and buy $100 big $100 small on 4D later. Every girl I lusts for turns out to be your daughter-in-law. Your two precious sons got the best girls for themselves. I think I am going to make myself scarce. In case I start talking about another girl and she becomes your mistress. I am going to be killed by you. Bye.”
It’s 6 pm now. My interview is delayed by a couple of hours as I have to attend to an urgent overseas call from one of our large China partner. All the while, Crystal is waiting outside my room, chatting with Angel. Once I put down the phone, I signal to Angel to bring Crystal in.
Angel is walking in Crystal to my room. Angel is wearing white while Crystal is wearing black. Both two piece suites with mini-skirts that leaves little for imagination. Two beauties side by side. For a moment, I am awe-struck by the beauty of the sight. If you were to ask me to choose who is prettier between the two, it would be a real tough choice. It’s like deciding between the Angel and the Demon literally. White versus Black. Innocence against Sexiness. Demure on Sultry.
Crystal: “Hi Uncle Henry! I am here to do the interview for the recent debacle that the Company is facing. Amazing that you manage to turn things around so quickly…….”
So there we are, doing the interview with the standard questions and answers.
This is the first time I am facing Crystal so directly and at such close proximity. I am beginning to observe her beauty. She is a classic beauty with an aura of sexiness. Her large, captivating eyes can smile at you and her pouty lips are perfect for kissing. Her fingers are long and slender.
Not sure where the feeling comes from, but I feel a sudden familiarity to Crystal. I can’t put a word to that kind of feeling.
As we drift along the interview, my eyes start to wander around and I am subconsciously stealing glances at her long slender legs. Exactly like what Lim has said, her legs seem to meander forever. In my mind, I am hoping for her hemline to ride further so that I can appreciate more of her silky thighs.
At this moment, I happen to look up to think about a question that Crystal is asking me and my eyes meet Angel’s eyes. As usual, the reserved and shy Angel avoids my eye contact but within that 2 seconds when our eyes met, I sense a tinge of melancholy in Angel’s eyes. Is it because Angel is feeling jealous that my attention is fully on Crystal rather than her although they are sitting beside each other?
My heart feels a moment of ache when I feel that Angel is unhappy with me putting my attention on Crystal. Must be my fanciful imagination again.
As the interview drifts along, my feeling of familiarity grows stronger with Crystal. I only met Crystal once at the family dinner. This is the second time I met her. Why is there a funny sense of familiarity that I cannot pinpoint?
It is an unusually long interview and it drags almost to 2 hours, and by the time it ends, it is close to 8 pm. Everyone is exhausted by now.
Crystal: “Thank you Uncle Henry. This is such a good interview. And love seeing you and Angel again. Shall you both of you around at our next family outing.”
Me: “You are welcomed, Crystal. Hope my next interview with you will happen under a more joyous occasion compared to this debacle.”
Crystal: “Sure Uncle Henry. You look tired. Time to go home for a good night sleep!”
Me: “Yes, we had a long day yesterday. Angel, pack up and go home now. You deserve a good rest too.”
Angel: “Ok Uncle Henry. And thanks Crystal. I learnt a lot from today’s interview from both of you. I hope to be as capable as you soon, Crystal.”
Crystal: “You never know. Sweet dreams. Angel. Bye!”
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I drive back home immediately after the interview, at a speed of 120 Km/h, park my car and run up to my room, ignoring questions from my father and wife when they see me in such a hurry going up.
In my ears, a sentence from Crystal keeps rewinding itself “You never know. Sweet dreams.” I heard this somewhere.
I open my locked drawer and take out the photo.
The painted fingernails are the same.
The lady whom I have webcam sex with also ends off our session that day with “You never know. Sweet dreams. Henry.”
It’s Crystal.
Time: Wednesday evening
Location: Office
I am staring blankly at my computer screen. For the most part of the day, my mind is filled with questions on Crystal.
“Does she know it’s me?”
“She saw the name and company so she must have known it’s me.”
“How should I face her in future?”
“She knows I lusted after her at our family dinner”
“Did she flash her panties purposely at the dinner?”
“Uncle Henry, Uncle Henry”
I am awaken from my daze by a very sweet voice. It’s Angel standing in front.
Angel: “It’s 6 pm already. Do you remember there is a practice session tonight? Do you want to grab a quick dinner together and go down to the theatre together? Or do you prefer to meet there directly at 8 pm?”
Me: “Sure, let’s go together. We can have a quick bite downstairs and I can drive you there.”
We shut down our computers, pack our stuff and take the lift down together. As usual, the lift is very crowded and once again, Angel is standing in front of me. The difference this time round is that I can sense Angel trying very hard not to be pushed back towards me. There is a couple of times she is being squeezed backwards but she would stand firm and push back. I think I can see Angel blushing around her neck and ears from the back. She is indeed a nice girl. That thought makes me feel ashamed of what I have done to her the previous time.
We have our dinner and our ride to the theatre is a quiet one, with me trying to make small talk and Angel replying in her usual reserved manner.
The next moment, we are rehearsing our acts and reading our lines from the script on the stage. Angel looks like a different person the moment she steps onto the stage. Is that what you call actor professionalism? From the usual shy and quiet girl, she is now energetic, bubbly and bursting with energy. I think she really loves acting. As for me, it is great fun. A lot of nostalgia comes flooding back. Have I mentioned that I know my wife from acting in theatre shows back in our college days and we fell in love acting as a couple?
Director: “Cut! Good act. Let’s take a break.”
Angel: “Uncle Henry, you can act very well. It seems like you have been doing this all your life.”
Me: “Well, I owe this to the good acting of my counterpart. You make it easy for me to immerse in the act.”
Other actor: “Yeah, you two acted so naturally. It just seems like you are a real couple.”
Angel slaps the actor on his arm and you can see her blushing again. I like to see her blushes with her rosy pink cheeks forming a big contrast to her pure white complexion.
“Ok break over!”
Director: “Henry and Angel. You two acted very well. But I just find the whole act pales in comparison to the other two couples act. The climax is missing in the plot for your act. I have discussed this with the scriptwriter and we decided to add in a finale climax to the act. Here’s the new script added.”
I take over the script and read. The final scene takes place at a hospital ward. The female lead is being forced to fly off at a last-minute arrangement that night for her overseas studies by her parents in a bid to stop the relationship with the male lead. In his haste to rush to the airport to see her off, he met with a traffic accident and sent to hospital. Just before taking-off, the female lead gets to know about the accident and rushes to hospital to see the male lead. They met each other at his private ward. In the height of emotions from the pending separation and death scare, the male and female leads can no longer hold back their feelings and they have a romantic bed scene. The words from the script “Bed scene simulation under covers” stands out.
Angel: “Errm Director, is this scene really required?”
Director: “Of course! Don’t you think it brings out the full emotions in your act?”
Angel: “Yes, but….”
Director: “Aiya, no more buts. Don’t worry, it’s just a simulation under covers. It’s only your movements and facial expressions that would be visible to the audience. The rest of your body is covered under the blanket, so it’s just simulation.”
“Come let me show you all how this is done. We want the audience to believe it’s happening, yet we all know this is only acting.”
“In the act, both of you will take off your clothings. Henry, you will still be wearing your boxer shorts underneath your patient’s pants. Angel, you will wear a tube and hot pants underneath. But while taking off the clothes, both your actions must be fast so that the audience will see you throwing your clothes off but they won’t see your undergarments because you will cover your body with the blanket. Only your shoulders and heads are not covered.”
“Next, Angel, you will lie flat down on your back. Keep both your legs bend and your knees up to support the blanket. Henry, you will sit atop Angel and position your groin on Angel’s stomach. Your groin should not touch Angel but even if there is any contact, it is only on Angel’s stomach. Henry, you will then move your butt up and down. From the outside, it will seem as if you two are making love but in actual fact, nothing is happening. Next position, Henry, you will move down and lifts up both Angel’s legs over your shoulders. Lift her higher so that her crotch will be way above your groin and there is not contact whatsoever. Easy?”
“This will be a wild passionate sex and we will dim the lights and that’s the end of the act. Cool?”
Without much choice, we rehearse the scene (in actual fact, my heart is buring with desire for it). I can actually be so close to Angel.
We tried a few times awkwardly and the director is never happy. Obviously both of us are given a few scoldings and lectures by the Director.
Angel pulls me to one side and gives me an assuring smile: “Uncle Henry, I know both of us are awkward but let’s put up a good show. We are professional actors, right?”
With Angel’s encouragement, on our take 5, we finally manage to pull through a good one, acting out the actual moves the Director wants with good emotions.
While doing the actions, Angel is acting out her moans softly “Err…ahhhh…ahhh….uuuhh….ohhhh…ahhh..ah.. .ahh..ahhh..urrgghh”
Her facial expressions in ecstasy with her eyes closed turns me on tremendously. I have an instant hardon and I can’t control myself and rub my hardon on Angel’s stomach. Angel feels it, opens her eyes slightly, closes it again and continues to moan softly. I continue rubbing against her stomach. My hardon is getting very stiff. Angel’s facial expression is getting a bit uneasy. I am rubbing myself on her stomach furiously. I can feel her hands on the back of my neck tightening its grip.
I change position, lift up her legs and simulate my actions. I think I overdo my actions with too much zest, causing my tummy to bang against her crotch area. The continual banging causes Angel to moan even louder and that gives me further encouragement to bang even faster and harder. Her moans is causing me to be on fire. Angel’s expression does not seem to be acting now. It seems very familiar. Exactly the same as what I saw from her side view in the lift when I rub against her butt. Angel is getting aroused by my tummy banging. Her soft moans is real now. My rod is stiff as metal now. How I wish it’s my rod that is banging her instead of my tummy. I can see Angel’s face totally red now.
“Cut! Good take. Very good. We can call it a day. Good job Henry. Good job Angel.”
Oh my god. Why do you have to shout cut at such a moment?
That night back home, I masturbate countless times just recalling Angel’s facial expressions and her moans. Angel. My angel.
Time: Monday morning
Location: Office
My relationship has grown closer to Angel due to the numerous rehearsals we have had over the past couple of weeks since our first rehearsal on the Wednesday 2 weeks back. None of the subsequent rehearsals is as mind-blowing as the first one we have had, as the focus is more on our acting and emotions. That bed scene has only been briefly rehearsed ever since as the Director is convinced that we know what to do for that. That is a blessing in disguise as it takes away any awkwardness between myself and Angel.
From the constant interaction from the acting, Angel is slowly treating me more like a friend rather than her boss or boyfriend’s father-in-law. We are now like good friends who can chat and talk about anything. But nothing beyond the line. Just friends who share the same interests in acting. Angel is those type of person that will open up once she knows you well. I enjoy her company very much as she is a very sensible and mature girl and holds her conversation very well.
As usual, I am greeted with the aroma of my favorite coffee the moment I step into my office.
Me: “Morning Angel, thanks for the coffee. You are early. So where did you go out with Rex over the weekend?”
Angel: “Rex has been real busy. I have not seen him for the close to a week.”
Me: “Huh? He was out the whole weekend. Isn’t he with you?”
Angel: “Nope he mentions he has some work to do. He is always busy with work. I don’t even get to talk to him much on the phone.”
I can sense some disappointment in Angel’s voice.
Me: “Ok, don’t worry. I will speak to Uncle Lim to see if Rex is taking on too much workload. Young people can sometimes be too eager to learn. Especially for Rex when his position is a bit special in the company. I am sure he is eager to impress.”
Angel: “Don’t worry, Uncle Henry. I understand and I am perfectly ok with that.”
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Time: Monday evening
Location: Office
Me: “Eh Lim, how is Rex doing there?”
Lim: “Aiyo spot-check on your son or spot-check on me? I have been taking good care of him lah. He is doing well, smart boy. We can retire soon with him around.”
Me: “Good to hear that. Has he been working late? I have been seeing very little of him on the weekday nights as well as the weekends. Is he working too hard?”
Lim: “No lah. He usually knocks off around 6 plus, sometimes 7 plus, but nothing too late. You know our culture, we never encourage late nights.”
Me: “Hmmm so what keeps him so busy?”
Lim: “Aiyo, if I have a pretty girlfriend like Angel, I also will go out for dates with her. Some more they same company now, so much more convenient to go out for dinners after work. Aiya, young people are like that one lah. Let them be.”
Me: “Errrm ok. Is he still around?”
Lim: “Oh I can see him leaving through the main door now. You want me call him back?”
Me: “No no, it’s ok bro. Talk to you again. Bye”
I look out and see Angel still busy at work at her desk. She doesn’t seem to be leaving anytime soon. Is Rex meeting her?
I pick up the phone.
Me: “Angel, are you leaving soon? I have an appointment to go. You meeting Rex tonight?”
Angel: “Uncle Henry, you go ahead. I still have some work to finish. Not meeting Rex. He told me their department is rushing some projects so he has to put in extra hours. I won’t disturb him”
Me: “Ok bye then.”
Somehow I just don’t feel right. I grab my bag and rush off.
I get onto my car and pick up my phone to call Rex. Actually I have no idea on what I am going to do actually or what I am thinking of. I just have a weird feeling.
Before the dial tone gets up, I see Rex’s car passing my car. I quickly disengage the phone and start my engine.
I follow Rex’s car to Raffles Place. What in the world am I doing? Acting as a Private Investigator following my own son? I have no idea what I am doing.
Rex’s car stops beside One Raffles Quay. A very well-dressed and sexy lady is walking towards his car and hops onto his car.
From the distance, I can see who the lady is. I know her.
It’s Crystal.
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Time: Monday evening
Location: In car following Rex and Crystal
Crystal hops onto Rex’s car and I follow them behind. It’s the peak hour for the off work crowd so there are a lot of cars on the road and the traffic is moving rather slowly. This gives me good camouflage from Rex’s view as well as ample time to follow their car easily.
The black Audi A4 drives to the valet parking at the Fullerton Waterboat House. Rex and Crystal get off from the car and go up to the restaurant. There is no other place to stop my car at that area so I pass my car to the valet after I see the both of them seated inside the restaurant. For those of you who are not familiar with the place, one can see the view of the restaurant from outside due to its full pane windows. It’s a very nice, romantic French restaurant.
I find myself a good spot along the Esplanade drive to spy on the couple. From my position, I can see Rex and Crystal clearly from afar while they would not be able to spot me due to the natural camouflage afforded by the dim lightings and tree silhouette around me. I think I can make a good private investigator if I want to look for an alternative job in my spare retirement days.
Only then can I have the time to appreciate the beauty of Crystal. This is the lady whom has captured the heart of my eldest son, Ryan. She is also my second son’s Rex first love. I know Rex was totally devastated when they broke up. Rex has never told any of us when they broke up and we all know that Rex changed after that failed relationship with Crystal. He has become more of a playboy and takes relationship very lightly, possibly only Angel has managed to settle him down recently.
Yes, speaking of Angel, I start to compare Crystal with Angel. If you ask me personally, I think Crystal is even more stunning than Angel. Crystal’s looks is almost perfect. Large, dewy eyes that can smile and melt any man’s heart. Sharp, pointed nose paired with the most luscious lips one can imagine. Long, wavy hair covers her sweet, almond shaped face. Fair, unblemished complexion complements her slim, slender figure. 34C, 24, 33. Perfect vital statistics. Yes, I have seen that naked body. It’s already so alluring through the computer screen. Can’t imagine seeing that in person.
Shame on us. Both the father and son have betrayed Angel because of a sexier appearance. No wonder everyone says men are visual animals.
My daydreaming is disrupted when I see them standing up from their table. They walk out of the restaurant, but Rex walks past the valet without retrieving his car. They walk out to the One Fullerton area with the whole stretch of dining area and the gigantic Merlion splashing water. It is a romantic walk. I see Rex trying to hold Crystal’s hand and she did not resist it. They are strolling along under the romantic lightings, hand in hand.
I follow behind them at a distance. They have a long, long walk, talking and laughing like a couple in love. My heart feel for Ryan and Angel but I have no idea what I should do. After a good 20 min stroll, they come to the Fullerton Hotel area. I can see Rex going for that direction but Crystal seems ignorant of that. They stop outside the hotel and I can see them having an argument. I can’t hear what they are saying from the distance but I can sense Crystal’s agitation level rising. They are almost quarreling now.
At this moment, Angel appears from nowhere, goes up to them, gives Rex a tight slap, turns and walks away. From her mouth movement, I think I can make out the 3 words, “Let’s break up.”
Rex is totally stunned. Crystal is stunned. I am stunned. Why did Angel appear here?
I almost want to go after Angel but before I can do that, Rex runs after her, leaving Crystal there alone.
Crystal breaks down and starts crying. She looks so pathetic, standing there alone at the main street and sobbing. Her tears are wearing off her black eye-liner, forming two rows of black tear-way down her fair cheeks.
My heart feel for her.
Way to go…. can’t wait to c what happens next. Btw who r the latest video u hv posted? Cant read Chinese well….