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wow bro I wish could write like you.your story so good read it 2x,I have couple of sex experience but only massage parlours during school days.
Thanks for the encouragement bro! …
In the busy-ness of work, I seem to be losing the momentum to write. Perhaps the initial frustration when I started the thread has faded somewhat …
Had a good break over the long weekend neverthless. Will be posting the nest installment shortly.
Elaine and I became regular jogging buddies … and occasional fuck buddies too. And it was perfect. She doesn’t demand much of my time. We would “hang out” together as and when opportunity arises and time permits. We fully understand each other’s constraints and we’d work around them.
I would look forward to occasional days when I get to use the car for work, as I would make arrangements to pick her up and send her to work. She’d buy McDonalds breakfast and wait for me at the drive-thru near her place. We’d drive to her office basement car park to enjoy some “private conversations”. She’d usually get a dose of proteins to supplement the breakfast, before she goes off to work. I would usually try to pick her up from work too, so that we could continue the “private conversations". There was once when we drove to one of the quiet car parks at the Gardens by the Bay so that my bro and her pussy can catch up with each other.
Elaine knows about Sue, but I didn’t tell her about Kelly. Perhaps it’s because I was using Elaine to forget her. Elaine is still the same mature, understanding and loveable girl whom I knew and loved so many years ago. I say this because of a conversation we had one evening, as we jogged through the same park near her place.
“Hey Michael … Does Sue know that you’re out with me?” Elaine asked as we were walking back from the park after finishing our jog.
“No.”
“Does she know anything about me?”
“She doesn’t know much about you … not even our past … and I intend to keep it that way.”
“I’ve been thinking, Michael … You’re nice man … and a good father … and I know you’re good to me … but I would feel bad if I screw up your marriage … you know what I mean?”
My heart sunk. It’s a topic that I’ve been avoiding.
“I know … but like I told you … it’s not exactly fantastic to begin with …”
Elaine kept silent for a while.
“Hey … don’t worry … it’s not like I’m going to divorce … I will still sustain the marriage … at least for the kids’ sake …”
“Okay … I’m glad we got that cleared … I trust that you know what you’re doing …”
“Don’t worry … I know what I’m doing …”
We were near the MSCP where I parked and I decided to make a detour.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
I didn’t answer and just led her up to the staircase to the roof deck. From the times that I parked there, I’ve observed that no one parks at roof deck usually. Reaching the roof, I sat down at the top of the steps and sat her on me, straddling my lap. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her deeply. Her body responded and she hugged me close, our sweaty bodies entangled.
“You horny boy …” she giggled, between our tender kisses.
Her pussy felt warm through the thin materials of our running shorts, as she grinded her pelvis on my hardened rod. I soon realised that she had nothing else covering her pussy apart from the thin, flimsy built-in lining of the running shorts!
We couldn’t get enough of kissing each other. Even as we pulled our shorts aside and my bro slipped into her, our lips remained latched. She moaned softly into my mouth as my bro popped through the entrance of her love canal. I have not had raw sex since the kids arrived and I’ve almost forgotten how amazing it felt. She let out another lustful moan when I reached the deepest part of her. Finally, she broke our kiss and started riding me. We knew we had to be quick in case someone comes through the stairs unexpectedly and witness our tryst in public … and we wouldn’t want to be the next sex-sensation in the media!
I figured the steps were not very clean for her to sit on, so I got her to stand, holding the railings, and bent her over. She understood what I had in mind and stuck her ass out for me. I got down and pulled her loose running shorts to one side. With one leg on the top step and the other a couple of steps down, her pussy was opened like a freshly bloomed flower and I lapped on the dripping honeypot like a dog. Having just finished a jog, there was a flavour of salty and rawness in addition to the usual taste of her juice. She moaned softly and tried to keep her knees from buckling.
“I can’t take it already …” she purred after a while “… you want to come to my place?”
“But your girl and maid is at home …” I was still giving her clit a mini-blowjob, sucking gently on the little swollen protrution.
“Mmm …” she moaned and wriggled her butt, begging.
I didn’t actually planned to fuck Elaine that evening, but this was getting incredibly exciting, figuring that we could have a quickie right there. Furthermore we’re were still fully clothed in our running gear and we could just run if someone were to come by our way. I stood up, pulled my bro out from under one side of the shorts, and mounted her from behind. Her moans were louder this time and she bit on her lips to control. I humped her like a beast in heat and it didn’t take very long before I felt the need to explode. I pulled out just in time to ejaculate between her legs onto the steps below. She turned around and french-kissed me passionately again, pressing her wet crotch on my thigh. I guessed she might not have cum just now, so I sat her down on my lap with her legs spread and stuffed two fingers up her pussy. She nuzzled her face in my neck as I fingered her. Her arms held me tight as she began to climax, eventually erupting into an uncontrollable spasm. I didn’t stop until I felt her body slowly relaxing and melting in my arms.
We continued to kiss and cuddle for a while, but we knew we had to go soon as it was late. We both had difficulty going down the stairs as our knees felt week.
I got home later than usual that evening. Sue and the kids were already getting ready for bed. I just told her that I had decided to take a longer route that night. I could still feel the tingling in my groin as I showered. My bro grew hard again as I rubbed myself with soap thinking of Elaine and I came again in the shower with a mental replay of the gratification I had earlier.
Some time later, I was called up for my annual ICT. I would usually be grumbling about the disruption it would cause to my work, but this ICT was a “good” one as the training programme allowed many opportunities for night-offs. I also realised that it presented the perfect alibi for me, as Sue would expect that I would be required to stay in camp.
We were already allowed to go for night-off on the first day of the ICT and I promptly arranged to meet Elaine for dinner and movie (in NS language: Ho sei la! … mai tu liao!!). It felt great as we didn’t have to worry about time. I knew she was a fan of Tom Cruise, so she was glad that I bought tickets for MI4. There weren’t many people in the cinema as it was a weeknight and we sat at back row corner seats. As the lights dimmed, we put away the arm rest between us and Elaine cuddled up with me in the lover’s seat. We kissed tenderly, teasing each other’s lips and tongue. Naturally, my hands found their way under her blouse and un-clipped her bra. Her chest heaved as I fiddled and flicked her sensitive, hardened nipples. I then started to push her skirt up in search of the treasures underneath. She only giggled and said “Uh-uh… not now …”
“Why? … shy ah?”
“Nope…”
“Then?”
“Well, unless you want blood your hands …”
“Oh…” I understood what she meant, and I probably muttered a swear word in my mind out of disappointment.
“It’s just a bit … it’ll probably be over by tomorrow … can wait?”
“Haha … Ok … No worries … It’s nice enough to be able to just catch a movie with you”
“I can always make it better for you …” She said with a naughty, teasing tone.
She unzipped my jeans and pulled out my bro, tucking my underwear below my balls. The waistband together with the zipper felt like a cock-ring, constricting the blood flow around the base of my shaft. My already erected dick became engorged and my dickhead was like a mushroom.
“So big …” she giggled. “You are a horny thing aren’t you …”
Elaine took the rod into her mouth, stroking the base of my bro with one hand and rolling my balls in the palm of the other. She didn’t bob her head very much but just cleverly stimulated my dickhead with her tongue and sucked on it like a Chupa-chup lollipop. In the shadows, no one could see her head bobbing. The warmth of her mouth and her hands contrasted with the cold air-conditioning and doing this in a cinema added to the thrill. I was in heaven once again.
I didn’t try to control and just let the sensations build up between my legs. I soon reached my climax and my body started to tense. I groaned and mumbled “I’m cumming …” and squeezed her arm. I wasn’t sure if she got my signals, but she continued to suck on my bro. With a few more sucks, I started to unload into her mouth. I was pleasantly surprised that she didn’t pull away. Being at ICT, I haven’t jerked off for a couple of days already and I was just pumping loads and loads of cum into her mouth. But she just kept her mouth sealed around my dickhead, sucking on it, and continued to milk my shaft with her hand. Only after the last of my spasm was over and my body relaxed, did she finally released my bro from her mouth.
“Nice?” She sat up in her seat, with a victorious smile.
“Absolutely!” I leaned over to kiss her. I smelled my own cum in her mouth.
“You should try eating more fruits”
“Why?”
“Some say it’ll make your cum sweeter”
“How does mine taste?”
“Salty”
I laughed “You like?”
“Not bad … Think can I’ll grow to enjoy your flavour …”
I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply. I put my arms around her and she cuddled up to me as we watched the show. Half way through while Tom Cruise and gang was running around dodging his enemies in Dubai, I fell fast asleep. I was only woken up by a kiss on my cheek and a whisper in my ear “Time to wake up. Show’s over.”
Still blur, I muttered “Oh … I’m sorry … Didn’t realise that I was knocked out”
“It’s ok. I know you’re tired from training”
We went for supper at Newton Circus, before I sent her home. As it was very late, she allowed me to walk her to her door. Just before closing her gate, she pecked me on my lips “Nite … Drive safely, k?”
I was filled with a warm fuzzy feeling “I will … Nite …”
As it was already past mid-night, I couldn’t return to camp. I couldn’t go home either as it would “picha lobang”. So instead, I drove to a multi-storey car park near my camp to take a nap. It’s only a few hours to book-in time anyway, I figured.
When Elaine found out the next day that I had slept in the car, she felt so sorry for me.
Elaine: [Text] Why didn’t you tell me? I thought you’d be going home or back to camp?
It took a bit of effort to explain myself with the limitations of SMS, but she got the idea eventually.
Elaine: Then you could have stayed over at my place.
Me: Not convenient ba … your kid is around …
Elaine: She sleeps by 9, with the maid … I can sneak you in after that … ;-)
Me: Haha … Naughty mama …
Elaine: That’s your fantasy right? LOL
Me: Definitely … MILF ranks highly in my list of fantasies … Haha
Elaine: What’s MILF?
Me: You don’t know?
Elaine: No … what is it?
Me: Moms I’d Like to Fuck … LOL
Elaine: Hahahaha … and I should take it as a compliment?!
Me: Definitely …
Elaine: LOL … Thanks, I guess … Are you coming out tonight?
Me: Most likely can. Shall we meet?
Elaine: Of course dear.
Unfortunately, the afternoon training overran and dragged on till after dinner. By the time, we could be released from camp it was almost 9.30 at night.
Me: I can come out now. But quite late leh … You still want to meet? … Don’t want you to be too tired … You still got to work tomorrow.
Elaine: Why don’t you just come straight to my place?
Me: Really? Ok. Cool …
To save time, I didn’t even bother to shower or change out of my uniform, and headed straight for Elaine’s place.
I texted her as I reached her door, not wanting to wake anyone by knocking or ringing the doorbell. My heart skipped as she opened the door and gate for me. She was only wearing an oversized T-shirt, with the hem barely covering her crotch. Her hair was wet and she looked like she just had a shower.
“Ooh … uniform …” she quipped. “Are you trying to seduce me?”
“Is it working?” I laughed softly.
She pulled my face to her and kissed me “Yesssss …….”
She told me not to bother with removing my boots and then led me into the master bedroom. After closing the door behind her, I heard an audible click of the door lock. I smiled and pressed her to the door. The room was so sexually charged at that moment. We both knew we wanted each other, there and then. I grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and stripped her of it. She wasn’t wearing anything else. In one gesture, she was completely naked in front of me.
I wanted to savour the moment and took a good look at her. Her breasts weren’t big, but proportionate to her small frame. Her tummy was flat as a washboard, despite having given birth. Her best assets were without doubt her long slim legs and perky firm butt. I couldn’t help but to hold her in my arms again to caress her, with our lips locked, I then swept her off her feet and carried her to the bed.
I laid her down on the bed and we continued kissing tenderly. With me crouching over her, she began unbuttoning my No 4 and pulled it off my shoulder. Her hand reached between my legs and groped my erected bro through my army slacks. She then adjusted her position and latched on to my nipples. Vibes shot down to my loins as she flicked and sucked on the little protrusions. I groaned and my bro twitched involuntarily in her hand.
“You seem to like this”
“Yes … It’s nice”
“Good” She giggled and continued. It was driving me wild.
“I stink” I became conscious that I hadn’t showered.
“You smell manly”
“Shall I go wash up first? Before I lose control of myself …”
“I’ll wash you.”
Cool, I thought. This is getting better every minute. She made sure that the water temperature was just nice before calling me into the shower cubicle. From head to toe, she washed and soaped me and scrubbed my back. I missed this feeling such tender loving care. And of course she took extra care and time to “wash” my bro and my balls, and even my ass (Hmm, what was she thinking).
“Sorry. I need to pee” I said and wanted to go to the toilet bowl outside the shower cubicle.
“No need la … just do it here” she insisted and held my dick pointing at the bathroom wall.
It was kind of difficult to pee with a hard on, but I did so. An arch of golden stream hit the wall and flowed down onto the floor.
“You haven’t been drinking enough water huh?”
“Maybe … Think its also the weather ba”
“I’ll make some liang teh for you next time, k?” she pecked me on the lips as she said that. I was overjoyed.
After she was done washing me, I took the showerhead from her and started washing her as well, cos some soap had gotten onto her body. I took the chance to hold her back to my chest and spread her legs. Then I pointed the shower head at her pussy. She squirmed and moaned.
“That’s nice …” she purred “Does it work for you as well?”
She then took over the showerhead and did the same for me, pointing the warm jets of water on the underside of my balls and shaft. An amazing sensation shot through my body and I opened my legs even wider. Elaine then got down and sucked my throbbing dick as the water continued to tickle my balls. My knees almost caved in.
That was only a prelude. We dried ourselves and I carried her to the bed with her arms and legs wrapped around my neck and waist, my bro positioned precariously close to her pussy. I sat her down at the edge of her bed and got to work between her legs. She had a full length mirror positioned such that she could see herself being licked in the reflection. It is the same mirror that I would later get to see myself eating her pussy when we moved into a 69 position. Her cum juice mixed with my saliva just flowed down the crack of her ass, forming a large wet patch on her bed sheet.
“Can you put on your uniform again for me?” She purred as she moved beside me hugging me tight.
“You like ah?”
“Yessss …. Can?” She purred again.
“Of course …”
I got up and put on my green pixelated slacks, without my underwear. Just as I slipped on my top, she slipped her arms under my No 4 and hugged me tight. Her breast pressed hard on my bare chest. Then with our mouths locked, she unbutton my fly and pulled out my bro. She then sat down at the edge of her bed and nudged me towards her with my bro and balls sticking out like a pistol. It felt damn erotic. She licked the bottom of my scrotum and sucked each ball into her mouth, one after another. My bro was throbbing away and dripping pre-cum. She licked the bottom of my shaft up to my dickhead, licking up the drops of clear pre-cum formed at the tip.
“I like how you taste”
“If you keep this up, you might just have a full taste of it, you know”
“I’d like that actually … but not now … I want your cum somewhere else”
She laid back on her elbows and spread her legs wide, propping her feet at the edge of the bed forming a letter “M”. Her lips parted, revealing the juicy pink flesh within.
“I’ll go get rubber …” I tried to get up, only to be pulled back down by Elaine.
“No …” She held my bro in her hand, refusing to let me go.
“You sure?”
“Yes …” She tugged on my bro, pointing it to her pussy and opened her legs wider.
Oh my … oh my … there was no way I could have said no to that. I knew it’s her safe period, but I never thought she’d want to do it raw. I was thrilled with anticipation as I positioned myself over her and pointed my bro to her wet entrance. Unlike the previous time at the carpark stairs, I could take my time to savour the moment. As my bro sank deeper and deeper into her, the skin-to-skin contact, the warmth, the wetness, the softness inside her. We shared the most intimate connection possible between two persons. Our bodies were fused together, our emotions enmeshed. There was nothing between us and we were ONE. Like two pieces of jigsaw that fitted perfectly together, completing the most beautiful picture … I believe she felt the same too. She moaned as the craving between her legs was fulfilled when my entire shaft was sheathed inside her and the base of my rod pressed against her clit. We were both overwhelmed. Kissing passionately, she wrapped her arms and legs around me, as if never to let me go ever again.
“Baby … Make love to me …” she whispered in my ear.
I rocked my hips slowly and with strokes using the full length of my rod. She then nudged my butt to go faster. I picked up speed and settled in to a comfortable rhythm. She moaned and groaned. I could feel her body tense up and quicken my pace. Her moaning got louder and quicker too.
“Tell me when you’re cumming…”
“I’m cummmmming!!!”
Just then, I felt her nails clawing my back and every muscle in her body was wounded up like a spring. The feeling in my crotch was also building up to a climax and I could just burst anytime. In a moment of explosion, she let out a cry “Ahhhhh …..!!!!”, her body twitched uncontrollably and I could feel her pussy clamping on my bro, milking it. With a few more strokes and a grunt, my floodgate opened and just pumped and pumped endlessly into her. It felt like forever.
I met up with Elaine as much as I could during the ICT. It felt almost unbearable even after one day of not meeting with her. I recall on a Thursday night when we were outfield all-day and training ended really late. I immediately texted her the moment I settled down into my bunk after a quick shower.
Me: [text] Hey darling … I’m back in camp … what are you doing?
Elaine: Missing you lor …
Me: Awwww … so sweet … are you horny thinking of me? Hee hee
Elaine: YESSSS!!!
Me: Haha … Wish I’m with you right now …
Elaine: Can’t wait for tomorrow …
Me: Me too …
Elaine had arranged for her girl and her maid to stay over at her mother’s place over the weekend. It’s something she’d do once in a while for the grandma to spend time with her granddaughter, only this time there was an ulterior purpose. Elaine and I would have the whole house to ourselves from Friday evening. I had told Sue that I would be in camp till Saturday evening and would probably only be back just before dinner. This meant that Elaine and I would have Friday evening and the most of Saturday to ourselves. Once our date was set, we couldn’t wait.
Elaine: So now it’s just me and my trusty finger …
Me: Ooh … horny girl …
Elaine: Hee … that’s why text so slow … one hand only … can’t concentrate
Me: You make wanna come over and give it to you this instant …
Elaine: Yes please … This is so frustrating … finger too small … wish I can have something thicker …
Me: Oh man … cock teaser … I’ll make you cum until you beg me to stop tomorrow …
Elaine: Haha … Promise?
Me: For sure …
We got to book out on Friday night for the weekend, which was a bonus. Elaine and I met up after she settled her girl and maid. We spent a romantic evening – dinner at Robertson Quay, romantic stroll down along the river, kissing her in the middle of Alkaff bridge overlooking Singapore River. We couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves. She’d be rubbing my crotch and mine would be all over her. This time, she was underwear-less under her little black halter top dress. Her halter-top made it easy for me to slip my hand in to caress her boobs and play with her tits. The sexual tension so high that there was no need for any further foreplay by the time we reached her place. We started ripping each other’s clothes off even before she could close the gate and front door properly. We didn’t make it to the bedroom and fell into the living room sofa. It felt so intense that I couldn’t hold it for long. Just as I was about to cum, I pulled out of her and stuffed my bro into her mouth. She gladly started sucking on it as I stroked my shaft to pump my load into her waiting mouth. Satisfying.
After some rest, we cleaned up and took a shower together. While lying together in the bed, we started making out. I returned the earlier favour by eating her until she broke into an orgasm. Wanting more, she sucked my bro into a stiff rod for us to be connected deeply again. This time we made sweet, gentle love like long lost lovers – in a sense we were. This time she managed to cum and she came real hard. She closed her eyes tight and bit her lips as she clenched the pillow. Her body suddenly went into a spasm and her pussy started clamping on my bro. Her legs were trembling uncontrollably. I just held on to her tight and continued to pump until she started to relax.
“Nice?” I teased her.
Panting, she just nodded and kissed me.
“Now it’s my turn to cum …” and I started humping her again
“Oh my god …” as she closed her eyes again and clenched the pillow again
I suspect I didn’t manage to get her to cum again, but I sure enjoyed fucking without the need to control. I just let go fully and fucked her as fast and as vigorously as I liked. The funny thing is the more I didn’t have to control the longer I could last. I could feel the pleasurable feeling in my crotch with every stroke, pulsating through the rest of my body, gradually building up to a level that eventually burst the dam and I just felt my bro and testicles pumping and pumping and pumping load after load into her womb. Elaine was twitching like a distressed prey being tormented by a beast in heat, clawing on the bed sheet.
I slumped onto her body, totally spent. I kissed her on her cheek and tasted something salty. I realised it was a tear.
“Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head and smiled at me sweetly. She then pulled my face to her and kissed me.
“You won’t understand … it’s a girl thing …”
I was just glad that I didn’t hurt her.
I had a very good sleep that night, with Elaine in my arms. We slept in late, went for brunch at Botanic Gardens, and I accompanied her for shopping after that. Before we went home, we picked up a couple of DVDs one of it was “Love and Other Drugs” starring Ann Hathaway (one of my favourite actresses) and Jake Gyllenhaal (she thinks he’s cute).
One of the nice things happened when we were watching the movie, lying naked on her bed. We already another round of sex when we came home, so we were just chilling and watching the show. I was already quite spent and I didn’t intend to have sex again for the day. I was just slouching on the bed leaning against the headboard. Elaine laid her head lazily on my stomach. During the sex scene when Maggie (Ann Hathaway) had an orgasm, my bro just became erected and it was right in front of Elaine’s face.
Without a word, Elaine just sucked my dickhead into her mouth (I think it was still dripping left-over cum then) and just gently sucked on it like a lollipop. She then used one hand to gently stroke and tickled my scrotum. Neither of us moved. I just spread my legs apart and enjoyed the sensation which felt amazing. But the nicest thing is that Elaine kept it up for a very long time. I was suprised that she didn’t get tired after a while. It felt so nice that I eventually told her that I can’t take it anymore and I needed to cum again. She then propped her body up on one elbow and started to suck on my bro hard, stroking my shaft. Again it felt amazing just releasing my cum into her mouth. By now, there was no need for me to tell or warn her. It was understood that Elaine would eat my cum anytime and I loved her for that. I don’t know how to describe it, but it felt like there was a sense of acceptance whenever she swallows my cum … It’s almost like I felt LOVED!!! …
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GrieGzEters
Great thread. Looking forward to your next post TS!
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woohooo
Dang! I am losing sleep thanks to your stories!
But I think you touched on some truths in marriage in your stories… I believe many bros know that feel
Thanks for the support bros.
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Jenova
Awesome, if only you can get all girls together for a mass orgy.
Yea. That would be really groovy …
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alphonsus
Dear M12R,
Like to hear more of Elaine. Hope u continue this “)
Read on bro … somethings happened after this …
The week of ICT was the most sexually intense period that I had in a very long while. For the first time, I was disappointed when the ICT ended and I had to come back to reality.
On the day that I returned home from ICT, Sue was in the mood and suggested that we could spend some time together after the kids sleep (the stars were aligned that day!! Haha). Of course I wouldn’t reject her offer, but I had an strange mixed feeling … was it guilt or was I just shagged out? I don’t know.
After the kids settled down for their afternoon nap, we slipped into our room. She took a shower and emerged fully naked before to me. Apart from a slight tummy, she was still as slender and shapely as her younger days. She started with a soothing back massage, which reminded me of my HC encounters. Frankly, some of the ladies’ skills were not much better than what Sue was doing. After asking me to turn over, she tied her hair back and then got down to suck my bro into her mouth. Her BJ skills paled compared to Elaine, the HC girls and especially Pam, but I enjoyed the treatment nevertheless.
She got tired after a short while. I then laid her on her back, with the pillow propping up her butt and painted her slowly.
“Dear … nice …” she purred.
Then it occurred to me that every lady’s cunt juice is different – not sure if it is due to diet, but Sue tasted somewhat different from Elaine. Now that, I’ve gotten used to the taste and scent of Elaine’s juice over the past few months, it felt “odd” to taste Sue’s again this time.
I licked Sue until she was squirming from her climax and she came, clamping my head between her legs. I then capped my bro and entered her. I was humping away, quite glad that I could sustain for a quite a long time. However, I saw Sue knitting her brow.
“Dear … I can’t cum anymore …” she groaned.
“Painful?”
“No … but my stomach cramp …”
Darn, I thought. Ok had to quickly finish the business.
“Think I’m getting old already … can’t cum more than once anymore …” she was breathing heavily, rubbing her cramped tummy.
“It’s ok … I can’t either …” Not sure if I was consoling her or myself
-———–
The situation remained status quo for a while. I would have loved it to remain as such, but a couple of things changed along the way. The first was Elaine’s promotion to head a new department, which required her to travel more. That meant that we had even lesser opportunities to meet up. The second event was more dramatic – my son almost died. I won’t go into the details on this. It suffices to say that the doctors told us that he almost didn’t make it, and he was hospitalised for a week for observation. This was a wakeup call for me. Through this episode, I realised how important my children are to me and how I could never bear to lose them.
During the quiet moments spent at the hospital, I took time to reflect. I began to realise that family is still most important after all and dawned on me that the surest way to lose my children is to be caught having an affair. Sue would walk out with the kids if she ever found out.
-———–
Elaine empathised with me when we talked about how I felt.
“You should try to repair your marriage, Michael.” she said after hearing my thoughts.
“I know … but it’s easier said than done.”
“You still have to try …”
I kept quiet, not knowing what else to say.
“Let’s go back to being friends, Michael.”
“What? … Aren’t we already friends?”
“You know what I mean …” there was sadness and determination in her voice “I don’t wish come between you and Sue anymore.”
I knew she was right, but I was in too deep and I wasn’t sure I could let go.
Elaine and I eventually agreed that it was best that we stop seeing each other for a while. I took some time to gather my thoughts as well as to get over the grief of losing Elaine. I then plucked up enough courage to have another long talk with Sue. I told her that we can’t continue like this, as we’ll end up leading separate lives and I don’t wish to imagine the outcome.
“Are you seeing someone?” that was her first question.
“No” I replied, looking at her straight in the eyes. I had prepared myself mentally for this question and I knew that any answer other than a firm “no” would spell the end of us. Technically, I wasn’t lying.
After a long heart to heart talk, she agreed that if we love our kids, our marriage has to remain strong and that we should also give ourselves some “couple time” away from the kids. We decided that our “first date” would be on our wedding anniversary, which was coming up soon on a Friday. I’d plan the date while she’d settle the kid’s babysitting arrangements.
Sue arranged for her parents to come over to our place for a few hours for us in the evening. She even made extra effort to go to a salon to set her hair. She looked ravishing in a new dress that she bought for the occasion. As we headed to dinner, I surprised her with a bouquet of her favourite roses. It felt like our first date. Indeed, this was the first time in a long while that we were out on a date without the kids. It felt odd as we seemed to have forgotten how to behave as a couple after so long. But it felt great as well to have our couple time back.
Watching the sunset over the city skyline, while slowly savouring exquisite dishes and sipping wine, on the 72nd floor of Raffles City wasn’t something that we get to enjoy with kids around. The ambience in Equinox made it all the more romantic. The mood was relaxed and we enjoyed our chat.
“This feels like a perfect evening” she cooed.
“Would anything make it even more perfect?”
“Well … a night’s stay perhaps …” she replied jokingly with a laugh. I just smiled.
After footing the bill, we got down the express lift to the ground floor. As we strolled hand in hand, she didn’t notice that I hadn’t taken the same route back to the car park. Instead, I had led her through to the Fairmont hotel lobby. It was only when we got into the lift and I used the access card to go up to the hotel room floor that she realised what is going on.
“Ahh … Dear … You booked a room?!” she exclaimed, totally surprised.
“Yup … hope you like it …”
“I’m impressed … You win already … pull off something like that with any girl and you can get her to do anything” she was clearly pleased.
“Anything?”
“Anything!!” She smiled and kissed me, then she hesitated “But I didn’t plan for us to stay overnight leh …”
I knew she was referring to the kids. I assured her that I had it all planned. In fact, I had already packed an overnight bag with all the kids’ necessities and we’ll just need to go home later to pick them up for a stay-cation after our date. The assurance set her mind at ease. She was very pleased that I had included the kids in my plan.
It was true that I could get anything I wanted. She didn’t utter a single “Don’t want la” throughout the evening
. We made passionate love that night at Fairmont and it was the best sex that I had with her in the longest time. We both remembered that night so fondly that, since then, whenever we drive pass City Hall, we would be reminded of that romantic evening. However, the flipside is that I had set such a high benchmark for that date that all the subsequent dates paled in comparison. In other words, it was unsustainable. The frequency of our couple time started to dwindled. Dates were postponed or cancelled for one reason or another. Before long, we were back to where we started.
I have since learnt to accept it and to be “zen” about it. Upon reflection, I learnt that my disappointment and bitterness stem from my expectations of Sue, which is something that she couldn’t fulfil given our circumstances. At the end of the day, I have come to terms with the fact that family is most important and too much is at stake to risk it with an affair. So I’ve learnt to cope. On days when the urge felt overbearing, I’d just visit my usual HCs to get some temporary relief.
Do I think of Elaine? Yes, of course. We still text each other once in a while, but somehow we kept things casual. Perhaps neither of us wanted to “commit” our feelings again …
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My experiences over the past few years have shaped my perspective of sex, love and marriage. I could probably generalise my thoughts with some analogies:
Paid sex / ONS
are like potato chips. They can be enjoyed almost anytime, without fuss, and they come with a variety of flavours (like it or not
). They satisfy our cravings, but they are usually unfulfilling after the binge. They can also be very addictive. Once started, it’s really quite difficult to stop.
Fuck Buddies / FWB
are like Snickers bars. They are convenient and able to satisfy a hunger when needed, but you know it’s a just substitute for a proper meal. And the situation can get pretty sticky too, if you bite off more than what you can chew.
Marriage
is like a home-cooked meal. It definitely takes more effort to prepare, but it’s usually more wholesome and nutritious. When prepared and appreciated with love, it can be warm and hearty, leaving one with a sense of bliss. Then again, it could also be cold leftovers on the dinner table that turns one off at the thought of it. It all depends on whether we bother to keep the food warm or to go home early for dinner. It’s all about our priorities and how much effort both parties want to put in.
Sorry for being philosophical about this. I guess my experience is really quite common, judging from the comments shared in some of the other threads here.
Hope to hear some thoughts about what I’ve shared, and I guess I’m also curious to hear from the ladies’ perspective … Am I “生在福中不知福”? …
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Originally Posted by
Tannedwolf
hi,
You have a good analogy of paid sex, fb and marriage. Does it originate from you?
Thanks. Yup, these thoughts came to mind during one of those reflective / emo occassions that I mentioned.
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Originally Posted by
coolguy71
nice one brother..
I am a married guy… you really take the word out of my mouth..
Home is always the place to return after we do whatever outside..
We should never bring our outing home..
Especially when children are involved.. they are innocent..
However outside grass are ‘greener’.. we married man also losing our battle from the little guy in the ‘south’..
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Originally Posted by
Rain-Men
Well done bro..u sum it up really well. We are no saints……so have a “balanced diet” of home cooked food and potato chips…and our lives should be just fine..
Thanks bros. I agree. I’ve resorted to a “balanced diet” as well
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Originally Posted by
buzzwil
Absolutely vry well expressed in words, Bro! Through your charted path, it reflect 75% of what I been thru. Kudos…..
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Originally Posted by
TaylorMade
I am a married man too, and I can’t agree more how you analyze the whole situation. At least I know I am not the only one who thinks this way. Timely reminder indeed.
I’m glad that I’m not alone in this situation and in thinking this way too. Thanks for the affirmation, bros
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Originally Posted by
eeemen
Well written and really, very absorbing and intense, it flowed so naturally. Many thanks for taking the time and effort to pen it all down and sharing with us. Have rated it 5 stars! Cheers bro, …………..
Thanks bro eeemen. It was for myself that I started writing, to ventilate my frustration. I’m glad that there are ppl reading. Thanks for the encouragement. Appreciate it.
Just to share a snippet of one occassion that happened later …
One Sunday, Sue and I brought our kids out for a MacDonald’s breakfast at the outlet near Elaine’s place (we visit that outlet quite often actually). After gobbling down their hotcakes and milo, the kids pleaded to be allowed to play at the nearby outdoor playground, so we let them go and went along. There were a few families with their kids at the playground already. I saw a lady with a young girl. She attracted my attention as she was wearing a thin white T-shirt with luminous pink bra and grey shorts. From the back, I couldn’t see her face as she was wearing a large hat. We both got a big surprised when she turned around.
“Elaine …” I blurted out.
“Oh … Hi … Err … Michael …” She hesitated and stole a glance at Sue.
Sue and the kids were right beside me. So I had no choice but to introduce them.
“This is my wife, Suzanne …” I tried to control the quiver in my voice “… Elaine … an old friend of mine …”
They shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. We talked about our kids … da da da … It felt pretty awkward for me. I hope it didn’t show on my face.
The kids warmed up to each other quickly and played together. Elaine’s girl looked just like her mommy. The whole time at the playground, I kept stealing glances as the sexy Elaine in her luminous pink bra and I hope Sue didn’t notice … Elaine sure did, cos she’d smile (or perhaps it was a smirk) whenever she caught me looking.
“How have you been?” I walked up to Elaine, when Sue and the kids were out of earshot.
“I’m good” she replied with a smile “You?”
“Still the same”
There was an awkward silence.
“Are you seeing anyone?” I couldn’t help asking and to break the silence.
“Not particularly … casual dates here and there”
“That’s good …“ I said without giving much thought. Elaine raised an eyebrow, trying to decipher what I meant “Err … I mean … good that you’re dating …”
We laughed it off and left it at that.
Feelings began to swirl in my chest. Elaine still looked so alluring and attractive to me. Only then, did I realise that I missed her so much. I was tempted … really tempted …