I could feel the sudden decrease in speed for the bus when we started the uphill climb in low gear. The smooth expressway ride got a little more shaky as the driver navigated the turns up the mountain. My eyes were half open and I caught sight of a sleeping Sylvia beside me
It was such a pretty sight. She looked so peaceful in that dim interior of the bus.
I smiled as I watched her chest rise and fall beside me. She seemed so huggable ,so sweet with that blissful expression on her face. I help to lift up the shawl which was now bunched up near her waist and covered her up.
I drifted off again in the bumpy ride.
When the lights came on again, I saw some of my fellow passengers stretching themselves as they prepare to alight. Sylvia was up and she was trying to stretch too, her neck aching from being stationary in a position for too long.
James : Stiff neck ar ? haha
She nodded with a pout that lasted barely half a second. I let her pass me onto the aisle , debating with myself whether to help her with the neck massage.
I decided that to just let it pass and wait for other opportunity, I did not want to be too touchy with my sister in law unless absolutely necessary.
I helped Sylvia check if she left anything behind before we alighted.
The cold mountain air must have struck Sylvia as a surprise as she suddenly started hissing.
Sylvia : Hssstt…. Sss… cold .. cold… cold…
The wind was quite strong for any heroic attempt to cover her with the shawl so I quickly searched for the entrance and guided her towards the lobby.
We ran into a couple of fellow passengers and we bade each other goodbye and they told us to enjoy our holiday.
I could see Sylvia’s still feeling a little cold and I retrieved my jacket from my bag. Only after I helped her put it on, zipping it up fully did she warm up a little.
I carried her bag for her as she bounced along by my side, the sleeves of my jacket hid her hands completely as she tried her best to bring up her body temperature. There was a little jogging on the spot, a little jumping and I looked on in amusement.
Sylvia: What’s so funny ? Cold leh.
The lobby felt ok for me, cooling enough but Sylvia’s in shorts.
We had to walk a distant as I opted for the resorts hotel as the rooms were bigger. Partly because there were 2 or us and I did not think Sylvia would be comfortable if we had so little space to ourselves.
I briefly pointed out some areas which I remembered from my trip many years ago but still I marveled at the amount of changes that place had gone through.
6.00am
I told Sylvia to take a seat while I sort out the room, we can keep our bags and the money in the safe before we link up with Joe.
I went to check in but the counter staff told me check in timing is in the afternoon. I asked for an early check in but he said there’s a cost involved since it’s all in the system.
I turned and looked at Sylvia sitting at the bench, huddled up in my jacket and I told the reception that I’ll pay for the charges. I tried to ‘po lo soh’ with the girl and she got me an upgrade.
Friday
8th October 2010
6.20am
Sylvia and I finally checked into the hotel at genting.
The room was simple, nothing fancy.
I felt my heart skip a beat when I saw the reception gave me a queen bed instead of 2 separate one. I made no attempt to acknowledge that fact and just went on to settle our bags.
I was behind Sylvia when I entered the room and I kept a close watch on her reaction.
I was worried she’ll flinched and turn around asking for a change of room, or perhaps asking why only one bed but thankfully she did not even acknowledge the giant soft and inviting bed in the middle of the room.
Sylvia was still rotating her stiff neck around as she walked over to the bed, sitting down as she took off my sweater.
I drew the curtains and looked at the soon approaching sun rise and I called Sylvia over.
James : Sylvia. .. come here..
She got up and joined me at the window, It was like a scene out of a Korean love drama. I did not need to gesture to Sylvia where to look and her eyes found the sweet spot to gaze at over the horizon.
Her hands clasped together in the cold room as we both stood there without a word, watching the morning sun approach.
We just spent a few quiet moments without a word, watching nature.
6.40am
I told Sylvia to get changed and wash up first. I’ll try to reach Joe in the meantime.
I settled onto the couch and dialed Joe’s number. I wanted to just jump and lay flat on the bed initially but I decided to play my cards slow and take it easy.
Most important of all I did not want Sylvia to feel uncomfortable.
I made 3 attempts to connect with Joe but there was no answer.
He did give me his hotel and room number, I debated calling his room but decided to put it on hold first.
I walked over to the shower and stood close, listening for the sound of water and confirmed that Sylvia was in the shower.
Using the spoon from the coffee tray as a lever, I went to the thermostat control for the room and pried open the cover. I removed the cover carefully, making sure the lever of the temperature stays in place after I disengage it from the raw looking piece of mechanism within.
I pushed the lever all the way down to the coldest temperature before replacing the cover, that way, no matter how Sylvia did the adjustment, the dummy plastic lever on the outside would just be moving up and down.
I tried my best to make the dummy lever seem it’s on the highest temperature but after disengaging it I seemed to have fuck it up a little as it kept dropping to the 24 mark despite me pushing it all the way to 27.
I went back to my seat on the couch and tried Joe again.
Still no answer.
6.55am
Sylvia came out of the bathroom with her hair in a shower cap.
James : Wow… nice hair..
She shot me a look and ignored my comment, gesturing towards the bathroom, telling me it’s my turn to shower.
She had changed her T-shirt, and has a pair of black tights on. A denim skirt covered up her bottom and I could feel my dick rising again as I imagined touching and smelling that pair of tights after she’s done with it.
7.00am
I saw Sylvia turned on the TV as I stepped into the same bathroom used by Sylvia.
The mirror was fogged up as I stepped into the cubicle. I could not explain why but the thought of using the same soap and shampoo as Sylvia gave me an erection as well. Perhaps it’s just the altitude thing. High mountains make me horny.
7.10am
I left the shower, after changing into berms and a long sleeve cotton shirt.
Sylvia was not watching the TV but looking at the room service menu.
James : Are you hungry ?
She nodded her head and asked me what’s good over at Genting.
James : Ermm… you talking about room service ?
Sylvia : Haha, no la. Any nice place to eat ? I think most of the places are not opened yet.
She turned towards me, watching me dry my short hair and suddenly made a comment.
Sylvia : So nice to have short hair. Easy to wash and dry.
That drew my attention to her hair and I replied.
James : Ohh… you meant those hair were not washed since like yesterday evening ? After a long grueling bus ride ?
James : Tsk tsk tsk….
I shook my head and Sylvia just gave me a kick with her right leg. I was standing close so instead of her feet that hit my calves, it was her near the bottom of her kneecap which came into contact with my skin. That touch of her tights clad jab sent another volley of blood to my dick
Sylvia : It’s still nice ok, I didn’t really perspire. Besides it’s too cold to wash my hair.
I made a gesture to wanting to smell my sister in law’s hair as a joke, as I gently nudged my body forward, making it seem like I want to smell her head, I did not expect Sylvia to sit closer to the edge of the bed, lowering her head obediently like a little girl.
I took a sniff and felt my dick pushing against my underwear, I felt my manhood pushing and straining against my unshaved pubes as the smell of Sylvia’s shampoo shot through my nostril.
Sylvia : See ? nothing right ?
She gave me a slap on my tummy as I retreated.
James : Hmm,, so far so good, let’s review it every few hours. I don’t want to get stares from other tourists.
She just laughed and made an attempt to kick me again but this time round I ducked.
7.20am
I asked her where was the money she brought along and she started fumbling through her bag. I sat down in front of her as she brought out a neatly rolled underwear.
James : Woah…. You wrapped it in that ?
Sylvia : What’s wrong ?
I saw Sylvia retrieved a thin roll of notes in a ziplock bag from her undies.
I really hoped Joe was not going to gamble with these blessed notes.
I told her to keep it properly and I tried Joe again.
7.30am
I was still unable to get Joe and I proposed we grab some food before heading over since I’ve got his room number.
Right when I was about to leave the room Sylvia asked if I could help to safekeep the money.
James : I’ll run away when you are not looking.
I got another slap on my back as I stepped out of the room.
Sylvia: I’ll have to keep an eye on you then.
I made sure the door shut properly before we proceeded to the lobby on the carpeted floor.
7.35am
I told Sylvia that instead of hunting around the resort for food, why don’t we just settle a quick one at the hotel buffet spread.
She agreed and we made our way towards the restaurant.
I decided to try something and right before we approach the café, I told Sylvia to link arms with me.
James : Sylvia, link arms with me. Quick.
It must have happened too fast for Sylvia to react and she quickly jammed her right hand across the opening I made with my left.
I flashed a smile at the reception and greeted her morning.
She asked for our room number and I gave it to her before she showed us to our seat.
Sylvia : What are you doing ?
James : Relax, watch. Haha. I treat you breakfast.
We settled down in the empty café and coffee was served before we went to grab some food.
We did not plan on having a long heavy breakfast so by 8.00am we were done. I was about to gesture to Sylvia that we should make a move when the same lady who served us came back and asked if we wanted to bill the breakfast to the room.
I was a little taken aback with their efficiency, things were easier many years back when I was there with my friends.
Sylvia had to burst out laughing and looked away and I asked her reception to charge it to the room.
I left the café with Sylvia at 8.10am after signing for the overpriced buffet breakfast.
Upon leaving earshot of the café , Sylvia burst out laughing again, wounding my already bruised ego.
Sylvia : So… You were saying about buying breakfast ? haha
James : Fine fine… it was a boo boo. I’ll pay for it.
She continued to tease me as we made our way to the connecting walkway to Joe’s room.
Sylvia : All the schemes and ended up achieving nothing.. haha.
I waited a moment before I replied.
James : Not for nothing Sylvia…
James : I got you to link arms with me didn’t I ?
I immediately observed Sylvia’s reaction to my words and I caught on to a moment of hesitation before she quickly recovered and smack me on my head.
Sylvia: Don’t give me that nonsense ar James..
She did a little jump before looping her hand around my shoulder , going for my neck and doing a mock choke hold, bringing my down to her height.
James : Ow ,.. ow.. ow…
We recovered from that and somehow our conversation died down a little as we got closer to Joe’s room.
We stopped talking when we entered the lift, it was as if the whole atmosphere had changed, and the mood was different. I could see Sylvia was feeling a little nervous as she kept her eyes on her feet as she wriggled her toes, causing the surface of her flats to ripple.
I held the door open for Sylvia when we arrived on the 16th floor.
I checked the lobby signage for Joe’s room direction and I walked in front of Sylvia.
Her pace was slow, getting slower in fact as we walked down the long corridor before stopping in front of the room Joe gave me.
I waited for Sylvia who was standing a few steps away to come forward beside me before I announced our arrival.
I tried the bell a few times but there was no reply.
I starting knocking, softly at first as I was afraid I’ll disturb the other guest. Then it grew more audible as I could not get a response. I was about to turn to Sylvia, asking if we should consider coming back in a while when I heard the click of the bolt.
I could feel Sylvia standing closer behind me as the door swung open.
The room was dark and the first thing that hit me was the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke.
I saw a fully dressed man emerged, but he was not Joe.
I immediately checked the room number and was sure that was the number Joe gave me.
I was expecting the man to kaopei at me for waking him up but he just said hi before he stumble and shuffled his way out of the room.
I held on to the door as we watched him shuffled down the corridor.
I felt Sylvia’s hand on my back as I entered the dim room.
I turned on the lights and there was some groaning and complains before the room occupants all dragged the blanket over their heads.
It was a twin room , 2 beds.
Our angle of approach allowed us to see the bed which was a little further away, and I suddenly stopped and paused where I stood.
There were clothes and lingerie on the floor and I saw the exposed limbs on the first bed we laid eyes on.
Unless Joe had shaved and whiten his legs, there was no way that pair of smooth silky calves belonged to him. It was obvious there was another person sharing the same sheets, as another leg was slumped over the pair of females.
I held Sylvia back and I told her to stop.
James : Sylvia, stop… don’t
But it was too late, her eyes directed to the legs under the sheets and she drew her own conclusion. I could feel an exhale of breath from her on my right arm , the same one I used to block her from entering the room any further.
I saw her brought her hand to her mouth as she turned and ran out of the room.
I turned and was about to give chase but I decided to wake Joe up.
As I stepped forward to pull the blanket off, my eyes settled on the other bed which was hidden from view.
And I saw Joe, sleeping soundly on his own, fully clothed.
I felt my heart dropped and my head was spinning.
I felt a rush of excitement that made me want to pee. It was just a misunderstanding and I quickly thought of an alternative plan to end this all.
As I stood silent in that dim room, taking in the sights, pieces slowly came together.
I retracted my steps quietly, not wanting to wake anybody.
I switched off the lights, closed the room door behind me and went in search of Sylvia.
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Originally Posted by
rob_onny
Bro ilikeoldchangke, I’m confused & don’t really understand on what u wanted to acheive?
just linked arms w/Sylvia??
… pls elaborate…
& how many people were in that room huh??
BTW, pls given me overdose…
Was trying to eat for free. Cheap thrill i learnt from others.
Usually works 70% of the time for me.
Big establishments sometimes don’t check whether breakfast is bundled with your rooms especially when they’re busy.
‘Blissful couples’ are least suspicious in my opinion.
I’ve had instances when they said they are billing to the room but when i requested for it to be waived during checkout, they are ok with it.
Not just overseas hotel, i’ve done it in a few local hotels during staycation too.
hahaha
It depends whether you are thick skin enough. haha.
I’ve walked into a champange breakfast at Banyan tree as well although it was not part of the room bundle.
I offered to pay but they still waive it in the end.
If you never ga ga try, you’ll never know if you would get rejected. haha.
I debated my next move as I quickened my footsteps towards the lobby.
I was expecting to get to the lobby just in time to see the door closing as I shout and ran after Sylvia like a hong kong drama but that was not to be the case. Afterall there is only so much drama life can provide.
Sylvia was still at the lobby and no lift was there for her.
I could see her fighting back her tears and I did not know if I should approach her. The awkward wait for the inefficient lift stretched on further for a good 30 seconds or so which felt too long for comfort.
I was praying that it would be an empty lift and thankfully one came.
I did not want to deal with a crying girl in a lift full of people.
Sylvia was quiet the entire ride down, and I was still searching for the right words to form.
I could not have known how she felt that morning, to see the man she married in a hotel room so far away from home and in bed with another woman. It has got to be a shitty feeling if I applied the same situation to myself.
It was a misunderstanding but since Sylvia already drew her own conclusion, it would be hard to explain to her. Honestly that’s what I kept telling myself.
Truth is I’m just being a selfish bastard.
Then again, Joe did lay his hands on Sylvia and he’s trying to blackmail her.
What I did was not right, but then anyone thinking with his small head would have done the same.
Sylvia exited the lift without a word and walked ahead of me, I tried to match her speed but it seemed she was determined not to let me catch up so I slowed down.
The walk back to our hotel seemed to take longer, I did not remember it to be that far away when I took the same route barely 30 minutes ago.
8.45am
The day had barely started and everything seemed to be going haywire. I did not plan for this scenario.
In my mind was just images and scenes of Sylvia happily enjoying the trip with me once we formatted the hard disk. Perhaps we would have a nice meal together, maybe hold hands, hug, maybe fuck since she was elated that everything was over but none of it happened.
I deliberately lowered the temperature of the room in the hope that if we had stayed over, Sylvia would have wanted to cuddle up for warmth in the middle of the night.
That scenario in Joe’s room changed everything.
I needed a contingency and my mind was whirling, trying to think of way to put this to my advantage. I felt like a bastard, an asshole or maybe worst but I could not think of an appropriate word to describe. Part of me felt bad yet another part felt excited.
Excited that Joe’s fucked.
Excited that Sylvia’s upset with him
Excited at this turning point in my life.
Excited at the opportunities that situation might bring.
I was surprised Sylvia held the lift open for me to catch up the 4 steps I was trailing behind when we got to our hotel.
We did not speak in the lift.
When the door chimed opened, there was a crowd of tourist waiting to enter.
Mainland tourist.
Without waiting for us to exit, they started filing in 2 lines to our side as we tried to squeeze through. Then without warning, one kid stepped on Sylvia’s right foot and although I could not be exactly sure how it happened, Sylvia tripped and the next thing I knew, she spoilt her shoe.
The bottom of her flats came out halfway, leaving it flapping as she took the remaining steps to our room.
The tourist called out to apologise but Sylvia walked on ahead to our room.
I quickly caught up to see her pick up her damaged right shoe in her hand as she waited in front of the door for me to open it.
I felt a blast of cold air in my face as Sylvia went on in, kicking off the other shoe before throwing the spoilt one to join it at the corner.
Sylvia walked to the middle of the room, I kept a distance.
She seemed to be searching for something, looking around before she approached the bed slowly.
She slowly lowered her body, lowering herself to the carpeted floor. As she got down on her knees, her head was still turning around, as if she was still searching for something.
I heard my name being called, in a casual manner as she gestured me over.
She motioned for me to kneel down, to join her on the floor and I did as told.
I saw her shoulders shudder and the tremble of her lips as she gestured me closer.
Sylvia : Come closer James .
I could see her biting her lips, pressing them firmly together as her eyes watered up as I got closer to my sister in law.
Then without a word, Sylvia hugged me.
There was nothing sensual or sexual about that hug.
I did not get an erection.
Neither did I felt aroused as Sylvia pressed herself against me.
I felt a sharp intake of air by my right ear before Sylvia broke down.
She cried.
She was not bawling like a baby, it’s unlike someone throwing a tantrum, not someone who just wanted to scream. Her body shook and she cried a silent cry.
I felt a sudden sense of dread, I felt awful, I felt guilty.
For a moment I could feel her pain, situations like this happens only in movies, in tv shows , not in real life. It felt unbelievable , surreal, like a dream.
Months ago Sylvia and Joe were the ideal couple, doing well in their careers, young and successful.
How could things go downhill so fast.
9.05am
Sylvia hugged me tighter, scrunching my top as she pressed herself onto my chest, screaming into my body as she lost control of herself for a good minute or so.
9.10am
She calmed down a little and I poured her some water.
She withdrew herself into a corner of the bed and I could see the temperature of the room started to take it’s toll on her.
I pulled up the blanket and helped her with covering up as she sipped from the glass I offered.
9.20am
James : Are you …. ok ?
Sylvia : Sorry James… I just lost it.
James : It’s ok. Just buy me a new top.
I gestured to my crumpled top , stained with fresh tears.
Sylvia laughed, pushing the glass of water towards me, spilling some of it onto my pants.
I did not make a big deal of it and I went to fetch her another glass of water.
9.30am
Sylvia : I’m sorry you had to see me in such a state James, been troubling you this few days.
James : Don’t worry bout it, I’m ok.
I told her that we have not gotten the disk back yet, and if she liked, I could head back and talk to Joe.
She nodded.
James : You take a rest first ok. Get some sleep
Sylvia : It’s 9 in the morning James , how to sleep ? haha
James : Hello… I’m just trying to make some conversation here ?
She ignored me, giving me a look from the corner of her eye and chose not to reply.
9.40am
James : Stay here, I’ll take care of the rest ok.
She nodded and I left the room with Sylvia’s damaged shoes.
I went straight to Joe’s room and this time round Joe opened the door in his half asleep zombie state.
Joe : Yo bro.. come in.
I entered the room and realised the occupants of the other bed was gone.
James : Eh I need to tell you something.
Joe cut me off immediately and asked for the money.
Joe : Aiyah, money got bring or not. Quick, I meeting my friends.
James : Joe it’s important, I was here in the morning…
Joe : James … look.
He passed me the disk, and started wearing his socks.
Joe : Here’s the disk, take it. Where’s the money.
He had that look of impatient on his face as he waited for my reply, seeing the state he was in I gave up trying to tell him anything.
I passed the Ziplock back over and Joe told me that he’ll make some money to buy us dinner.
I shook my head and left the room with Joe.
We parted ways at the lobby
10.10am
The shops were starting to open and I went to a shop selling sporting equipment. I saw several pairs of shoes on display and I selected a pair of sneakers and asked for the size to match the flats I had.
I bought some thick ankle socks as well for Sylvia.
10.40am
I returned to the room with coffee and new shoes for my sister in law.
I saw Sylvia standing at the window, she had my jacket over her shoulders.
I shook the hardisk at her and thought about how should I go about doing the reformat. If she wanted to look through the contents, all would be lost.
I passed her the hot coffee and told her to take a seat while I boot up my laptop.
10.50am
An idea formed in my mind as I got about logging into my machine.
James : So … cannot peek ar ? haha
Sylvia shot me a look that made me shut up immediately.
Sylvia : I’ll throw this coffee at you James .
I gestured to the seat in from of the dressing table.
Sylvia sat down and I faced the screen towards her. Right before I plugged in I made a proposal.
James : Sylvia, I know it’s probably the worst day of your life.
James : but we are slowly making things right.
James : Let’s take it one step at a time, I’m sure this awful period will pass, and I’m sure you will emerge a stronger and better person.
Sylvia just laughed and slap me on my arm.
Sylvia : You siao ar ? I don’t need a pep talk right now James .
I could see she was trying to hide her sadness and pain behind her humor but I just added one last bit before I plugged in the disk.
James : Sis ar, I’m not giving you a pep talk.
I paused as I heard the chime of the connection for the disk. I seldom call Sylvia Sis, only on occasions when I’m addressing her as an elder member of the family, when respect is required.
James : I’m just saying you are not alone. We’re all here for you.
I smiled and I knelt down, bringing myself to Sylvia’s sitting height.
I could see her smile, before her head tilted naturally sideways, landing on my shoulder as I called up the hardisk.
I was praying really hard at that moment as I right clicked that disk. I knew I had to distract Sylvia with something.
I gestured to the nice weather outside our room and said.
James : Let’s settle the disk and head out to enjoy the weather and the theme park. What do you think?
I called up the reformat part and hovered the arrow above the command.
I did not wait for Sylvia to reply but instead I reached for her right hand. Her eyes just stared into mine as I held up her fingers, slowly closing them one by one, leaving only the middle finger.
Her fingers felt soft and smooth, and of course cold.
James : Today .. you start afresh..
Sylvia smiled as I guided her finger to the command before we hit the confirmed button together.
As the progress bar started filling up, I did not let go of her fingers. I brought up both of Sylvia’s hands and I rubbed them together between mine, trying to warm them up.
Sylvia looked away, it was as if she wanted to say something but thought better of it.
I let go of her warm hand and I showed her the new shoes I got for her.
Sylvia : Eh, cannot buy shoe la, I ‘pban tang’ .
She opened up the box and I told her I’m expecting every single cent back for it.
Sylvia : Haha, thanks James. They look good.
I told her to sit on the bed and we each took one shoe, stringing and adjusting the shoe laces.
James : Let’s head out for a walk and get some fresh air ?
Sylvia nodded as she took a closer look at the sneakers I bought.
I helped Sylvia open the socks I got and I passed it to her. She was still busy with the laces for the other shoe and I decided to try my luck and make my move.
I took an ankle sock, stretching and bunching them in a way that was ready to receive Sylvia’s feet.
I held it close to her and waited to see her response.
I was worried she’ll smack me and ask me don’t be crazy but thankfully that was not the case.
Sylvia pointed out her feet at the opening I created and I slowly helped her put on the sock, pulling and righting them after it’s snugly fit to her feet.
She did not offer up a comment and I just kept quiet and repeated my actions for the other one.
I felt an erection coming up.
That was the first time I had an erection putting socks on for a girl. Then again that was the first time I helped a girl with her socks.
I was expecting Sylvia to continue with her shoes after I was done but she did not.
She just sat at the edge of the bed, staring at me.
James : Are you ok ?
Sylvia suddenly stood up, pulling me up as well.
11.00am
I saw her arms opened up and we embraced, she hugged me tight for a second or 2.
Sylvia : Gillian is so lucky to have you James.
I smiled and I gave her hair a ruffle.
James : I have a twin brother to intro you if you liked.
Sylvia slapped me on my chest again as she tried to retreat backwards but I held on to her waist, locking her in front of me. She did not force herself away and I did not have to exert too much strength as well.
We just stood there, motionless in the room.
That 3 seconds that seemed to last forever.
Sylvia : James ? …
I just kept quiet, looking into her eyes before I looked away quickly. Sylvia’s eyes looked away too as I let her go.
I was about to crack a joke to lighten up the atmosphere when I felt Sylvia reached for me.
Instinctively I open my arms and I took her in and before I knew it, our eyes closed and our lips met.
It was not a not kiss, it was a peck.
A 1 second peck before both our eyes opened and we looked at each other.
Sylvia : I’m sorry James…
James : I’m sorry…
We blurted out at the same time and we laughed an awkward laugh.
I could feel my heart thumping as I considered my next move.
My left hand moved a little, rising slowing.
It was a really slow movement, and I could feel Sylvia’s eyes tracking it’s ascend.
I lifted Sylvia’s chin but her eyes refused to meet mine.
That moment I wanted to give up.
I wanted to stop.
Then I saw her eye lids flutter a little before her eyes closed.
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When our lips met the second time, it felt a little different. It was as if there were little jolts of electricity. My left index had already left Sylvia’s chin but her lips stayed in place, staying in contact with mine.
My tongue did not move, I did not want to be too aggressive. I just tasted and nibble gently on her lips as my hands slid up and down her waist.
The 2nd kiss lasted about 45 seconds or so by my estimate before Sylvia pull herself away from me.
We were not engaged in any vigorous exercise yet we were both panting as we stared at each other in that cold room.
Sylvia : James.. I’m… sorry..
She went on to say that it’s been a crazy day and she was just confused and a little disorientated.
I kissed Sylvia on her lips again and I felt an uncontrolled exhale of breath on my lips before we locked them again.
It lasted another 10 seconds or so before Sylvia gently pushed and nudged me away.
Sylvia : We can’t James, sorry… this is wrong..
She turned away from me, choosing to face the window, I did not want to stop my advances, I was determined to press my advantage.
I recalled the countless videos of Sylvia I’ve seen being pleasured by Joe, I knew her favourite positions, I knew her preferred way to be fingered , I knew how she like to be touch.
It’s like learning everything on a text book and finally getting a chance to put to practice what you learnt in school. School was a little morbid description in my case since I learnt all these from a computer screen.
My hands slid around Sylvia’s waist from behind bringing her body against mine and I felt Sylvia leaning against me as her hands joined mine, wrapping them together. I took a deep inhale of her hair from the right of her ear before kissing her earlobe.
The subtle sign of her leaning towards her left, giving me more space told me I was cleared to proceed a little more.
I nudged her earlobe with my nose, before planting another kiss below her ear, landing multiple kisses on her neck right down to her collarbone. I could feel another exhale of breath as Sylvia tried to compose herself.
She turned around, her hands wanted to reach around my neck but she retracted them halfway, returning them to her side.
Sylvia : James .. don’t la. I’m your sister in law.
I did not know why the mere mention of her being my sister in law sent me into a frenzy. I’ve always had a thing for her but the lust was amplified several times by the fact that she was forbidden.
I refused to engage in her conversation and I went for her lips again, they parted a little more this time before Sylvia tried to push me away again.
Sylvia : James… cannot… I don’t think.
I kept my movements slow and measured as I nudged her down to sit on the bed.
James : Do you trust me Sylvia ?
She seemed to be considering my question before nodding cautiously.
James : Close your eyes. .. One more kiss and we’ll stop.
I wanted to use ‘I’ll stop’ initially but I held my tongue, quickly changing it to ‘we’ll stop’
If I had use the former, it would have seem that it was a one sided advance on my side, using ‘we’ , I dragged Sylvia into the mess together, making her subconscious mind think that what happened was a joint decision.
I really felt like a bastard.
I saw Sylvia’s eye closed again and I kissed her again, but I slowly nudged her down with my head as our lips come into contact. I took my time, having finally gotten her to lie down on the bed.
My lips did not leave contact with Sylvia as my kisses slowly moved from her lips to her chin as my right hand went to her stomach. I rested my palm on her tummy for a second or 2 to see her reaction and when there was none, I slowly started to caress her stomach as I continued my kisses.
I went back to her lips and this time round, they parted more and I touched tongue for the first time. I could feel my dick straining and begging to be released but the moment was not ripe yet. My left hand stroke Sylvia’s head and hair, coordinating with my gentle touch on her stomach and the slow kiss on her lips.
The decision was made to attempt another move, I had to see how far I could go. My right hand slipped below her t-shirt, coming into contact with her bare skin and I felt the sudden rise of her chest a few times before she calmed down.
I did not try to hide my direction of my right hand, making it obvious that I saw slowly but surely reaching for her breast.
As I slide my hand up her smooth tummy, I came into contact with her bra which was now rising up and down in tandem with her breathing.
I badly needed to adjust my erection but I did not want to break the momentum, I too gave an uncontrolled exhale of breath as my right hand cupped Sylvia’s breast for the first time.
I felt Sylvia’s body shiver for a moment when my hand came into contact with her love pillows.
I continued my kisses and I gently massaged her boobs, I matched her rythem, giving her breast a gentle squeeze whenever her chest rise up, kissing her and sucking on her lip when they fell.
I wanted to take off her bra but the strap was not accessible, and having to make Sylvia turn might stop the whole attempt together so I left them where they were.
It was barely 10 minutes since we started making out but I could feel the room temperature rising, perhaps it was just me feeling hot. I cradled Sylvia’s head with my left arm and I continued kissing her while my right hand slowly slid down towards the top of her denim skirt.
I touched the top of the tights first though, the skirt must have shifted lower amidst our movements. My fingers reached for the button and I snapped them open and got to the zip, lowering them together in one swift movement.
I did not want to hesitate at that critical junction.
I could feel another deep inhale of air when Sylvia felt her skirt being undone but a quick peek told me her eyes were still closed.
I pushed and nudged the skirt away, and Sylvia lifted her bottom up a little, telling me that I was still cleared to go on a bit more.
My hand slid down the top of her tights, going south until I left the top of her undies. I went south a little more before I came to the steep cliff that plunged down into her abyss. I held my fingers at that position, right at the edge of Sylvia’s clit as I slowly disengaged from my kiss.
When I saw Sylvia open her eyes, they were watery and wet, almost in a dreamlike state.
A similar state I had seen her in on the home made videos of her. I kissed her on the forehead and her eyes closed again, her hands reaching up for my head, an action I had been waiting for.
I recalled once particular video where I saw Sylvia came hard, jerking and begging for Joe to stop in a similar position and I decided to apply what I had learnt that day. I started massaging her love hole, and among several quick breaths, I caught a moan.
A soft moan.
I guided her hands from my head together before pressing both of them down on the bed behind her head, and I kissed her again. The soft fabric of the tights is easy to massage and slide with, sometimes I would just apply a little bit of strength, hovering the fabric on the undies, another time I would pressed down harder, rubbing her through 2 layers of protection.
I continued my tease for a while and when I realised Sylvia’s eyes remained close for a good period of time , my right hand slid under her tights going for her privates.
I could feel the strong elastic pressing my hand down but I fought on, determined to get to my destination. I almost had an mental orgasm when I parted Sylvia’s damp undies and I came into contact with her privates.
After so long, after so many years of secretly smelling and masturbating to Sylvia’s lingerie, I finally got to lay hands on the actual prize. I had to fight my urge to just rip off her tights and ram my dick hard and deep into her love hole.
My fingers explored her wet love slit, the slippery, wet and warm depths a start contrast to the cold room we are in. How I wished I could be embraced in it’s warmth, and be surrounded by the sounds of our passionate love making.
It was a terrible urge to control but I forced myself to think and plan for the long term.
If I did this the wrong way, it would be a one off encounter.
I don’t want it to be a one off encounter.
I wanted it to last. I wanted our relationship to go beyond just Genting.
It was not hard finding the swollen clit, I had seen it up close on screen before, that lovely lump of pink flesh peeking through her velvet folds of her vagina lips.
I would want to French them if I could.
I cupped 3 fingers over that swollen mound of flesh and I started massaging Sylvia in the same manner I remembered Joe did on the video.
Sylvia’s eyes opened wide suddenly as she suck in a deep breath, giving out a high pitch moan as her lips parted, her head strained to rise up.
Sylvia : urh . harrrrhhh… arg..
That throaty inhale of air and a couple of uncontrollable moans told me my practical application of what I had learnt so far was being done correctly.
My massaging motion was hampered by the tights and the undies pressing down on my hand to the point it felt like I was fighting on two battle fronts.
I had to right against the push of the fabric yet deliver enough pressure and pleasure to my sister in law.
Then without warning Sylvia starting talking about.
Sylvia : Stop… stop… James… stop..
She looked a little flustered and lost as she begged for me to release her.
Sylvia : We can’t do it… stop.. please.. let me…
Before she could finished her sentence, I saw her eyes stare harder at me as her mouth gapped open, her body struggled to sit up but fell flat onto the bed since her hands were still locked by mine above her head.
Sylvia : No .. James… oh my god.. .
She looked flustered for that 1 second as she struggled to get another few words out.
Sylvia : Oh my god.. James. Urghh…
I felt her body rise up as far as she could before slamming back down on the bed as she came , shivering and shaking as she struggled to free herself from me.
Sylvia : James.. stop stop… please..
The way she was pleading sent waves after waves of blood to my protesting dick and I slowly stopped my touch on her sensitive clit. I removed my right hand from under the tights and undies, the wet love juice from Sylvia coating my fingers .
I could smell this fragrance, this aroma that I could not desciribe, it was similar to Gillian’s but distinct and unique in a way of it’s own.
I wanted to go and wash up but I need what Sylvia needed the most at that point in time.
I gathered her lifeless body which was just breathing into my arms and I cradled and held on to my sister in law, feeling the rise and fall of her chest.
When I felt Sylvia’s arms wrapped around my body, I knew I had won that battle.
I gently caressed her hair, whispering softly into her ears, asking if she’s ok, if she’s feeling cold.
I dragged the blanket towards up, bundling and covering ourselves like a cocoon. Sylvia snuggled up tighter into my embrace.
All women needed to be loved, they need to be doted on.
They want to feel safe.
I want Sylvia to feel safe with me.
We cuddled up for a good 5 mins without a word.
Sylvia brushed aside her messy hair, looking up at me in a lost and confused manner.
Sylvia : I’m sorry James…. What have I done.
I noticed the ‘I’ she used, it was a critical clue I picked up.
I did not want her to blame herself and feel guilty. I wanted her to know I will be there for her.
James : We just kissed Sylvia, we just kissed….
She gave a playful slap on my tummy before she repeated the sentence again, sub consciously it must have worked because the words that formed next were a little different.
Sylvia : My god… what have we done…
She hugged on tighter to me, her head buried into my chest.
11.25am
I kissed Sylvia on her head as I waited patiently for the cuddling phase to pass.
Logic and reason should set in soon enough.
11.35am
When Sylvia started stirring, I told her to wash up and let’s explore the resort since we’re already there.
She seemed a little puzzled as to why I did not make my move or demanded my turn but she did not asked.
I could tell she was secretly relieved that I did not make further advances.
I smiled and I walked with her to the bathroom, giving her a hug before the door closed.
I settled down on the sofa and sucked on the same fingers I fingered Sylvia with as I planned my next move.
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11.45am
Sylvia came out of the bathroom, her face was wet and I could see the fringes of her hair matted to her face as she tried to dry herself.
Perhaps it was the moment alone in the bathroom, or maybe the cold splash of water on her face, she seemed a little more controlled, more restraint. It seems that the gravity of what just happened had just began to sunk into her head.
I noticed she did not dare to meet my gaze from where I sat, choosing to settle on the bed.
I went over to her, squatting down in front of her asking if she’s ok.
She nodded, although she seemed a little unsure.
The orgasm and the wash up should be more than enough to sober anyone up and I was not surprised with the sudden lack of affection towards me. Sylvia seemed shy, awkward, even apologetic in fact now that her mind finally processed the events that happened barely 30 minutes ago.
I left her alone and went to do some quick washup, freshening myself before joining Sylvia in the room.
She still looked a little withdrawn and she was afraid to look at me.
I knelt down in front of her, placing my hands on hers as she rested them on her lap.
James : Sylvia … don’t shut down on me ok ?
Sylvia : I’m sorry James.. it’s just that …
She can’t seem to find the appropriate words and I saved her the trouble of having to form them in that awkward moment.
I turned upwards, my lips going for Sylvia’s and I gave her another peck on her lips.
I let my kiss linger for a while and I felt that electricity shot through my body again, making it harder for me to control my urge.
Sylvia did not fight me off, she just sat there and received my kiss, her lips parted voluntarily.
When I finally drew myself back, I spoke in a soft and gentle voice.
James : Sylvia , there is no need for words if we both understand each other.
Her eyes met mine and I kissed her again.
I help her get up to her feet and I was expecting to leave the room to explore the resort but I was surprised Sylvia requested for a hug. We embraced again in the room, our bodies pressing against each other.
I always thought I had sensitive nipples, it was as it I could feel the softness of her supple breast pressing against my chest. I knew in my head it was her bra, but that push of softness against my nipples seem to trigger a weird sensation.
Warm , fuzzy , and I felt for the first time my nipples getting an erection. Maybe they were just sensitive, I don’t know.
My hands were stroking Sylvia’s back, feeling and brushing against her bra strap everytime I slide pass the mid section. Sylvia just kept a hold on my body, and made no indication that she wanted to let go.
It was such an awful period of her, I too would want to have someone to hold on to, to embrace if I was her. I could not imagine being alone in that place, blackmailed by my husband only to see him in bed with another girl.
I might just throw myself off the mountain if I were Sylvia.
It just dawned on me how lucky I was to be able to capitalize on that situation.
11.55am
I was starting to feel a little hungry and one rather audible growl caused Sylvia to peel herself away from my body and gave me a look of amusement.
Sylvia : Wah.. you’re really hungry ar ?
James : Ermm… didn’t really eat during breakfast . haha.
Sylvia : Ok. You want to go grab something to eat ?
I nodded and we let go of each other.
12.05pm
We left the room and headed for the lobby. As I walked along the carpeted floor, I was thinking if it was an appropriate time to make another attempt and I decided that no harm trying.
We were not carrying anything on our hands, Sylvia just had some notes and her phone in her pocket.
As our hands bumped into each other a couple of times along the corridor, I used my little finger, cautiously reaching for hers.
The first hooked up sent more electric current down my spine as I felt the rest of my fingers do their job, slowly intercrossing with Sylvia’s.
We held hands in the lobby, I could see Sylvia smiling in a shy manner from the reflection on the lift panel.
I heard the chime of the lift and I pulled Sylvia close for a kiss on her cheek before we resumed our position.
We entered the lift, sharing it with a small family.
When the lift hit the ground floor, it was as if a safety switch was flicked. We instinctively let go of each other as we exited the lift.
12.25pm
After some exploring, we decided to grab some fast food and I ordered chicken for the both of us.
We sat in the middle of the indoor theme park, enjoying our lunch.
I tried to keep the conversation flowing, I did not want a repeat of awkward instances. I wanted things to go smoothly, things have to flow and fit nicely in place.
Even though I tried my best, I could see feel the occasional wave of sadness hitting Sylvia that afternoon.
1.15pm
We decided to walk around the resort and get our bearings, I was hoping we would not bump into Joe but then again we were not doing anything wrong.
1.25pm
We ventured out into the cool exterior of the resort, reaching the main entrance of the outdoor theme park. I could hear the roar of the rollarcoaster and the screams that filled the air.
The park was not that crowded and as we peered through the metal grille, someone came and offered to sell us the theme park tickets at a lower price compared to the ticket office.
I just smiled and said we are not planning to visit.
1.30pm
I could see Sylvia staring at the colourful interiors of the theme park and although I remember her mentioning before that she could not take thrilling rides, I guessed that would be a good time to try.
James : You interested to scream your lungs out ?
Sylvia : I don’t like these rides… scary
James : Come on, don’t be a chicken.
Sylvia : Cannot la James… my heart cannot take it.
I smiled and dragged her towards the ticket booth and got us passes to the park.
Sylvia : James.. don’t want la… I don’t think I can.
James : Don’t worry. Just scream.
I dragged Sylvia to the rollercoaster and as we got closer to the end of the queue, she tried to turn and go back down the aisle but I held on to her, blocking her way as she giggled nervously.
James : Lai la, be sporting a bit.
I managed to grab her onto the ride despite her repeated protest and when I felt the safety clamp down hard on my shoulders, I gestured for Sylvia’s left hand.
We held hands and waited for the machine to start.
I felt the initial jerk as the roller coaster kicked off, beginning a steep climb.
As the ride got higher, I felt a weird sensation.
It had been years since I last rode anything like this, I started to feel this dreadful sense of fear.
My heart started thumping faster as I took in the surroundings, the mountain cliffs, the high altitude, and the impending plunge ahead.
I could not believe it but I started to get a little afraid.
Sylvia : Are you ok James ?
I nodded my head but actually I was feeling quite scared by the time we hit the highest point.
When we reached the tipping point, all I could remember was Sylvia saying a short and quick,‘Oh my god’
A series of screams, turns and twist happened so fast that I had no time to react.
The ride lasted barely a minute and Sylvia was laughing hysterically when we got off saying that she almost fainted.
I nodded, trying to smile but in fact I felt sick
I could not believe myself as I staggered a little down the steps.
I could feel my legs carrying me to a corner of the park as Sylvia tried to catch up.
Sylvia : James … James … ?
My hand found the railings beside a vending machine and my lunch and what remained of my breakfast came out.
It was the single most embarrassing moment of my life.
Sylvia was shocked for a moment before she started laughing, her hands pressed to the side of her stomach and she laughed so hard I could hardly see her eyes.
Sylvia : Oh my god James… you are unbelievable la.. haha..
She was fighting hard to control her stich and she was squatting down at one point , shaking her head, her hair almost brushing against the floor.
When she finally recovered , we went to the washroom for me to freshen up.
I could still see the smile on her face as I attempted some recovery actions.
James : So… how was it ?
Sylvia : Haha, what do you mean how was it ? haha. Are you ok ?
I paused, looking far into the horizon trying to look cool and macho.
James : Actually…
James : I planned this to make you laugh.
James : I’m glad it worked.
Sylvia smiled before breaking into spurts of laugh and she hit me on my arm.
Sylvia : Nice try James.. nice try. Haha
I tried a couple of other rides Sylvia chose and I was not surprised those she picked were all children’s rides.
3.00pm
We ventured indoors and we got a hot drink each as we explored the resort further. We passed by the casinos several times, I asked if Sylvia was interested to check it out and she shot me a look that made me shut up.