Time: Friday evening
Venue: Claire’s school vicinity
-—- Fast forward 2 months —–
Two months had passed since the Special Club had closed down and life went back to normal.
The same corporate game and the same high-flying lifestyle that I was used to.
My relationship with Claire got even stronger after the incident; in fact, our sex life had improved as well. Claire was no longer the conservative, boring partner in the bedroom anymore; she was now more willing to try new things like role-playing and wearing sex lingerie and stuff.
So I was a happy man. I was happy because I made the right decision to abolish the Special Club and focused my love on Claire solely.
Today was a special day. It’s our 5th year wedding anniversary.
We had made plans to go for a weekend getaway at Bali to celebrate the occasion. Our gift exchange and stuff were only supposed to be done the next day as we felt that the mood and ambience would be much better at the holiday resort. Hence we were supposed to work hard and clear our work so that we could enjoy ourselves over the weekend.
3.25 pm
Of course, that was what we had planned. I had my own plans too.
I took the afternoon off, bought a bouquet of her favourite tulip and waited for her outside her school, planning to give her a surprise.
I purposely parked my car a distance away from the main gate. Claire did not like me fetching her in my BMW Z4 in front of her students as she deemed that too flashy. I knew she would be walking along this direction towards the MRT station and she would be able to catch me along the way.
3.30 pm
*ring ring ring*
Students started strolling out from the main gate. I saw Claire coming out as well.
Strangely, she walked in the opposite direction, away from where I was.
I wanted to shout out to her but I was too far away.
My mind was full of question mark when I saw her getting onto a Lexus in the distance. The car looked very familiar but I could not recall where I had seen it before.
Time: Friday evening
Venue: Claire’s school vicinity
-—- Fast forward 2 months —–
Two months had passed since the Special Club had closed down and life went back to normal.
The same corporate game and the same high-flying lifestyle that I was used to.
My relationship with Claire got even stronger after the incident; in fact, our sex life had improved as well. Claire was no longer the conservative, boring partner in the bedroom anymore; she was now more willing to try new things like role-playing and wearing sex lingerie and stuff.
So I was a happy man. I was happy because I made the right decision to abolish the Special Club and focused my love on Claire solely.
Today was a special day. It’s our 5th year wedding anniversary.
We had made plans to go for a weekend getaway at Bali to celebrate the occasion. Our gift exchange and stuff were only supposed to be done the next day as we felt that the mood and ambience would be much better at the holiday resort. Hence we were supposed to work hard and clear our work so that we could enjoy ourselves over the weekend.
3.25 pm
Of course, that was what we had planned. I had my own plans too.
I took the afternoon off, bought a bouquet of her favourite tulip and waited for her outside her school, planning to give her a surprise.
I purposely parked my car a distance away from the main gate. Claire did not like me fetching her in my BMW Z4 in front of her students as she deemed that too flashy. I knew she would be walking along this direction towards the MRT station and she would be able to catch me along the way.
3.30 pm
*ring ring ring*
Students started strolling out from the main gate. I saw Claire coming out as well.
Strangely, she walked in the opposite direction, away from where I was.
I wanted to shout out to her but I was too far away.
My mind was full of question mark when I saw her getting onto a Lexus in the distance. The car looked very familiar but I could not recall where I had seen it before.
Thanks so much for all the support!
Sorry to disappoint that I can’t update tonight as I am tied up with work. Will make up for it with more instalments tomorrow night.
TGIF tomorrow!
Thanks so much for all the support!
Sorry to disappoint that I can’t update tonight as I am tied up with work. Will make up for it with more instalments tomorrow night.
TGIF tomorrow!
Time: Friday evening
Venue: Claire’s school vicinity
3.35 pm
I followed the Lexus from behind, making sure I stayed a distance away to keep myself out of their sight.
The Lexus went up onto TPE within a couple of minutes, and exited at the Punggol exit. We had a number of friends staying in the Seng Kang / Punggol area as those were the newest estates. Could it be Claire was visiting one of our friends after work?
3.48 pm
I followed the car past the housing area into a small road. Not very familiar with this area. Saw a road sign along the way. To Punggol Marina.
As this was a single lane road, I could not follow too closely as that would be too obvious. Was keeping a distance about 150 m away, so I could only make out the small shape of the car in front.
The road was a bit winding and I lost them after a while. Reached the end of the road and I was at the Punggol jetty point. Very desolated area. Only two guys at the area with their fishing rods. A van was parked by the side. Must be theirs. The Lexus was nowhere to be seen.
I parked my BMW and got out of the car. Went up to the guys to ask them if they saw a Lexus came in. Negative.
I recalled there were a couple of turn-ins into small mud path just before I reached here. Those paths were quite near to where I was at, so I explored around the area on foot.
Following a windy path, with bushes and trees decorating both sides, I seemed to be on a nature excursion. The hot weather was beating down onto me.
4.05 pm
Just as I was about to give up under the humid weather, I spotted the Lexus. It was parked in front besides a small building which looked like water pump structure or something. The small building provided a good shade to the car. There were no people around. Who would be at such a place anyway? And any car driving in along the path would definitely alert the people in the car.
A thousand questions were running through my mind now. What on earth was Claire doing here?
I crept nearer towards the car and climbed up a little slope, nestling myself on a big rock behind a tree. On higher ground. Got a good view from my position into the car, from the back windscreen.
I could see my wife talking to someone in the car at the back seats. Both of them were at the back seats. Could not see clearly who the man was. They seemed to be in deep discussion.
All of a sudden, the guy moved towards Claire and kissed her. Claire seemed to be trying to push him away but to no avail. The guy continued kissing her and placed one of his hands around her shoulder, forcing her to stay in position.
Claire was wearing a black leather blouse and a black frill skirt.
His other hand seemed to moving around something in front of Claire. Not difficult to guess what he was doing. His hand must be playing with her breasts through her leather blouse. After a while, his hand seemed to move southwards. His hands should be up her skirt now.
I could not describe how I was feeling right now. My lovely wife got onto this car willingly and came to this isolated place with this man. Right in front of me, they were kissing and feeling each other. Although she seemed a bit unwilling, she did get onto the car on her own accord. Anger and feelings of betrayal were building up within me.
Suddenly, the guy used the hand that was placed around her shoulder to push her head down, disappearing from my view. I could only see the guy’s head now, which seemed to be resting back against the car seat higher than before and tilted backwards. From the movement of his shoulders, I could tell that he was using his hands to push something up and down at his groin area.
I knew I shouldn’t be feeling this way but my cock was starting to stir in my pants. I was having a reaction to my wife giving a blowjob to the guy in the car.
Claire’s head appeared in the windscreen again. The man was trying to unbutton her blouse. Her creamy back with only the black bra strap came into view. He seemed to be pushing the front of her bra down and licking her breasts. Claire seemed to enjoy his attack on her breasts as her head was swaying from side to side, and her shoulders were quivering in spasms.
This time, it was the guy’s turn to disappear from sight. Claire’s head was similar to the guy just now, tilted slightly backwards, leaning against the car seat. He must be eating her.
After a good 10 minutes, Claire’s body was trembling. She was having a climax. She must have cummed in his mouth, with him lapping up all her love juices. The guy’s head re-appeared. He seemed to be trying to push Claire to lie flat on the back seat but could see that Claire was resisting with all her might.
It seemed that the guy gave up on whatever he was trying to do. Instead he tried to push her head down to his lap again. Once again, Claire’s head disappeared towards his lap. Must be sucking his cock again.
The movements in the car seemed to be more violent and vigorous than the previous round. He was probably shoving his cock in and out of her mouth violently, using her petite mouth as a wanking tool. Claire had never liked giving blowjob, and this was the second time I saw her giving a blowjob to another man.
After almost 15 minutes, the guy’s head suddenly fell backwards against the seat and could see him arching his back upwards and his body shook.
Claire’s head appeared in sight again and her hand was covering her mouth, as if something was dripping off her mouth.
Had he shot his load into her mouth? Did she swallow all his hot cum?
My cock was totally hardened by now. I knew I needed to be shot in the head. Actually gotten aroused by my wife being face-fucked by another guy.
The car door opened and out stepped the guy. I knew the man.
George. He had a satisfied smile on his face.
Time: Friday evening
Venue: Claire’s school vicinity
3.35 pm
I followed the Lexus from behind, making sure I stayed a distance away to keep myself out of their sight.
The Lexus went up onto TPE within a couple of minutes, and exited at the Punggol exit. We had a number of friends staying in the Seng Kang / Punggol area as those were the newest estates. Could it be Claire was visiting one of our friends after work?
3.48 pm
I followed the car past the housing area into a small road. Not very familiar with this area. Saw a road sign along the way. To Punggol Marina.
As this was a single lane road, I could not follow too closely as that would be too obvious. Was keeping a distance about 150 m away, so I could only make out the small shape of the car in front.
The road was a bit winding and I lost them after a while. Reached the end of the road and I was at the Punggol jetty point. Very desolated area. Only two guys at the area with their fishing rods. A van was parked by the side. Must be theirs. The Lexus was nowhere to be seen.
I parked my BMW and got out of the car. Went up to the guys to ask them if they saw a Lexus came in. Negative.
I recalled there were a couple of turn-ins into small mud path just before I reached here. Those paths were quite near to where I was at, so I explored around the area on foot.
Following a windy path, with bushes and trees decorating both sides, I seemed to be on a nature excursion. The hot weather was beating down onto me.
4.05 pm
Just as I was about to give up under the humid weather, I spotted the Lexus. It was parked in front besides a small building which looked like water pump structure or something. The small building provided a good shade to the car. There were no people around. Who would be at such a place anyway? And any car driving in along the path would definitely alert the people in the car.
A thousand questions were running through my mind now. What on earth was Claire doing here?
I crept nearer towards the car and climbed up a little slope, nestling myself on a big rock behind a tree. On higher ground. Got a good view from my position into the car, from the back windscreen.
I could see my wife talking to someone in the car at the back seats. Both of them were at the back seats. Could not see clearly who the man was. They seemed to be in deep discussion.
All of a sudden, the guy moved towards Claire and kissed her. Claire seemed to be trying to push him away but to no avail. The guy continued kissing her and placed one of his hands around her shoulder, forcing her to stay in position.
Claire was wearing a black leather blouse and a black frill skirt.
His other hand seemed to moving around something in front of Claire. Not difficult to guess what he was doing. His hand must be playing with her breasts through her leather blouse. After a while, his hand seemed to move southwards. His hands should be up her skirt now.
I could not describe how I was feeling right now. My lovely wife got onto this car willingly and came to this isolated place with this man. Right in front of me, they were kissing and feeling each other. Although she seemed a bit unwilling, she did get onto the car on her own accord. Anger and feelings of betrayal were building up within me.
Suddenly, the guy used the hand that was placed around her shoulder to push her head down, disappearing from my view. I could only see the guy’s head now, which seemed to be resting back against the car seat higher than before and tilted backwards. From the movement of his shoulders, I could tell that he was using his hands to push something up and down at his groin area.
I knew I shouldn’t be feeling this way but my cock was starting to stir in my pants. I was having a reaction to my wife giving a blowjob to the guy in the car.
Claire’s head appeared in the windscreen again. The man was trying to unbutton her blouse. Her creamy back with only the black bra strap came into view. He seemed to be pushing the front of her bra down and licking her breasts. Claire seemed to enjoy his attack on her breasts as her head was swaying from side to side, and her shoulders were quivering in spasms.
This time, it was the guy’s turn to disappear from sight. Claire’s head was similar to the guy just now, tilted slightly backwards, leaning against the car seat. He must be eating her.
After a good 10 minutes, Claire’s body was trembling. She was having a climax. She must have cummed in his mouth, with him lapping up all her love juices. The guy’s head re-appeared. He seemed to be trying to push Claire to lie flat on the back seat but could see that Claire was resisting with all her might.
It seemed that the guy gave up on whatever he was trying to do. Instead he tried to push her head down to his lap again. Once again, Claire’s head disappeared towards his lap. Must be sucking his cock again.
The movements in the car seemed to be more violent and vigorous than the previous round. He was probably shoving his cock in and out of her mouth violently, using her petite mouth as a wanking tool. Claire had never liked giving blowjob, and this was the second time I saw her giving a blowjob to another man.
After almost 15 minutes, the guy’s head suddenly fell backwards against the seat and could see him arching his back upwards and his body shook.
Claire’s head appeared in sight again and her hand was covering her mouth, as if something was dripping off her mouth.
Had he shot his load into her mouth? Did she swallow all his hot cum?
My cock was totally hardened by now. I knew I needed to be shot in the head. Actually gotten aroused by my wife being face-fucked by another guy.
The car door opened and out stepped the guy. I knew the man.
George. He had a satisfied smile on his face.
Thanks to all for the support!
sorry I can’t update today as I was on MC since last Friday till yesterday, so overwhelmed with work when I came back today.
Will try squeeze time tomorrow to update.
And yes, I purposely left a lot of questions unanswered in the story. That’s the reason why you all are hooked, right? :P
Thanks to all for the support!
sorry I can’t update today as I was on MC since last Friday till yesterday, so overwhelmed with work when I came back today.
Will try squeeze time tomorrow to update.
And yes, I purposely left a lot of questions unanswered in the story. That’s the reason why you all are hooked, right? :P
Time: Friday night
Venue: Home
7.45 pm
My mind was in a whirlwind after witnessing my wife’s infidelity. Totally shattered.
For the past 3 hours, I was just driving aimlessly around in my car. I didn’t know what to do and where to go.
Why did Claire do this to me? She knew George was my nemesis in the office, yet she had given him a blowjob in his car on our wedding anniversary.
So what should I do now? Confront Claire? After that? Divorce? Forgive her? I really didn’t know what to do. I could overlook the incident with Raymond, but this time with George, it hurt me too much, too deep.
I didn’t know how I managed to reach home. My subconscious mind brought me back.
Claire was home. Her shoes were at the shoes rack. There was an extra pair of shoes at our doorsteps. High-heels. Not Claire’s. Not sure who it belonged to.
I opened the door. Claire’s sister, Carol was sitting on the sofa.
Carol was Claire’s elder sis, aged 28. Their sisterly relationship was a very close and strong one, especially before their respective marriages. They used to share every little thing in their lives, including the most secret of secrets. In fact, even after marriage, they would still call each other on the phone almost every other day and update each other about everything, anything in their lives.
Basically there were no secrets between the two sisters. I had always been amazed of how close they were.
Carol-lookalilke
Carol was a very beautiful girl. Her face might not be as sweet and pretty as Claire but her body was one that every man would die for. My guess was a 34D-28-33. Hourglass.
Had not seen her for quite a while so was a bit taken aback to see her at my house now.
“Hi Carol, why are you here?”
“Waiting for Claire to pack her stuff” Carol replied in a very curt tone.
“Huh?” I was getting confused. “Packing her stuff for our Bali trip? You joining us?”
“No Wilson. Claire is not going for the Bali trip with you. She is going to stay with me for the time being.”
“What are you talking about? Where is Claire?”
I was getting very confused and was feeling a bit frustrated. Here I was, feeling hurt by my wife’s infidelity earlier on, and now her sis was here talking to me as if I was a criminal and my wife was packing her stuff to leave home. What was the world coming to?
I walked to our room and saw Claire packing her clothes into a luggage bag. Her eyes were red and swollen.
“Claire, what’s happening?”
“Nothing, you ask yourself”
“What?”
“Ask yourself what you have done.”
Carol walked toward us and said, “Wilson, I didn’t know you are such a creep. How could you betray my sister? I am bringing Claire with me. You are not going to hurt her again.”
My blood was starting to boil. It was Claire who did me wrong and now she turned around and accused me.
“What are both of you talking about? What is it about me betraying Claire? It was Claire who betrayed me. Don’t think I didn’t know about you and George.”
Claire looked up at me, her eyes first in shock and slowly turning into grief. Her tears rolled down.
Carol was getting pissed as well, “Wilson what are you talking about? What’s up with Claire and George? Who is George anyway? It’s you who did Claire wrong. Don’t try to shift blame.”
Claire totally broke down and cried, “Carol, stop asking.”
My anger got to the better of me and I just blurted it out, “You ask Claire. Did she just give George a blowjob at his car just now?”
“Wait wait wait, what are you talking about? Claire, what’s happening? Isn’t it about the affair that Wilson has with that lady, Jenny or something?”
Jenny? I was getting perturbed. What was Jenny doing in the picture?
I was getting real pissed by now, “What the fuck are you talking about? I was not having any affair. It was Claire having an affair with George!”
Claire was in a total wreck now, crying profusely into her pillow and not answering me nor Carol.
Carol walked past me and pushed me out of the room, “You get out, let me talk to Claire.”
Carol closed the door on me.
8.15 pm
After what seemed like eternity, Carol finally opened the door and came out to sit with me at the sofa.
Carol laid down an envelope on the coffee-table in front of me.
“Take a look at this. George went to Claire with these and told her that he had evidence of your affair with his wife, Jenny. He threatened to pass the evidence to your company, to the media and to sue you for having an illicit affair with his wife. That would make you lose everything, your job, your reputation.”
I took the envelope and looked at the stuff inside.
A piece of paper showing my hotel booking and payment record at Mandarin Oriental Hotel. That was my hotel stay beside the room of Raymond and Jenny.
A photo showing me going into the hotel room 08-19. Date stamped and time stamped 8.15 pm.
A second photo showing Jenny going into hotel room. Her room was actually 08-18, but in the photo, the last number was blurred, giving people an impression of room 08-19. Date stamped and time stamped 8.20 pm.
A third photo showing Jenny leaving the room at 12.50 am.
A fourth photo showing me leaving at 1.05 am.
A fifth photo showing me at George’s and Jenny’s condo guardhouse. That was the day I sent the parcel with the Special Club invitation club to Jenny.
There were another 3 more photos. They showed a man and a woman having sex at the condo. The woman was clearly Jenny. The man’s face could not be seen clearly but the camera purposely focused onto the watch on the man’s wrist. The same Patek Philippe I was wearing. This watch cost $120K. Not everyone could wear this watch.
As I was going through the pics, Carol continued, “Claire tried to stop George from whatever he was trying to do with these evidence. In order to protect you, she gave in to George’s offer of giving him a blowjob. You betrayed Claire and she still did what she did to protect you.”
I stared at the photos and took a deep breath.
It was a setup. I had no idea how George had the photos of me and Jenny at the hotel and me at their condo guardhouse. But obviously he used all these and doctored the rest of the photos to make it as if it was me and Jenny having an affair.
My lovely Claire gave the bastard a blowjob because she wanted to protect me. And she did that thinking I had done her wrong by having an affair with Jenny.
My heart was totally pierced now. Why didn’t I have more faith in Claire? I could have confronted them and stopped the bastard’s evil plot. I just stood there and spied on them and being angry with my wife.
I hated the image that was in my head right now. Claire’s hand covering her mouth which was full of George’s cum.
I had the best wife in the world and it was me who subjected her to such a vulnerable position.
I felt like dying. My heart was bleeding. For Claire.
Time: Friday night
Venue: Home
7.45 pm
My mind was in a whirlwind after witnessing my wife’s infidelity. Totally shattered.
For the past 3 hours, I was just driving aimlessly around in my car. I didn’t know what to do and where to go.
Why did Claire do this to me? She knew George was my nemesis in the office, yet she had given him a blowjob in his car on our wedding anniversary.
So what should I do now? Confront Claire? After that? Divorce? Forgive her? I really didn’t know what to do. I could overlook the incident with Raymond, but this time with George, it hurt me too much, too deep.
I didn’t know how I managed to reach home. My subconscious mind brought me back.
Claire was home. Her shoes were at the shoes rack. There was an extra pair of shoes at our doorsteps. High-heels. Not Claire’s. Not sure who it belonged to.
I opened the door. Claire’s sister, Carol was sitting on the sofa.
Carol was Claire’s elder sis, aged 28. Their sisterly relationship was a very close and strong one, especially before their respective marriages. They used to share every little thing in their lives, including the most secret of secrets. In fact, even after marriage, they would still call each other on the phone almost every other day and update each other about everything, anything in their lives.
Basically there were no secrets between the two sisters. I had always been amazed of how close they were.
Carol-lookalilke
Carol was a very beautiful girl. Her face might not be as sweet and pretty as Claire but her body was one that every man would die for. My guess was a 34D-28-33. Hourglass.
Had not seen her for quite a while so was a bit taken aback to see her at my house now.
“Hi Carol, why are you here?”
“Waiting for Claire to pack her stuff” Carol replied in a very curt tone.
“Huh?” I was getting confused. “Packing her stuff for our Bali trip? You joining us?”
“No Wilson. Claire is not going for the Bali trip with you. She is going to stay with me for the time being.”
“What are you talking about? Where is Claire?”
I was getting very confused and was feeling a bit frustrated. Here I was, feeling hurt by my wife’s infidelity earlier on, and now her sis was here talking to me as if I was a criminal and my wife was packing her stuff to leave home. What was the world coming to?
I walked to our room and saw Claire packing her clothes into a luggage bag. Her eyes were red and swollen.
“Claire, what’s happening?”
“Nothing, you ask yourself”
“What?”
“Ask yourself what you have done.”
Carol walked toward us and said, “Wilson, I didn’t know you are such a creep. How could you betray my sister? I am bringing Claire with me. You are not going to hurt her again.”
My blood was starting to boil. It was Claire who did me wrong and now she turned around and accused me.
“What are both of you talking about? What is it about me betraying Claire? It was Claire who betrayed me. Don’t think I didn’t know about you and George.”
Claire looked up at me, her eyes first in shock and slowly turning into grief. Her tears rolled down.
Carol was getting pissed as well, “Wilson what are you talking about? What’s up with Claire and George? Who is George anyway? It’s you who did Claire wrong. Don’t try to shift blame.”
Claire totally broke down and cried, “Carol, stop asking.”
My anger got to the better of me and I just blurted it out, “You ask Claire. Did she just give George a blowjob at his car just now?”
“Wait wait wait, what are you talking about? Claire, what’s happening? Isn’t it about the affair that Wilson has with that lady, Jenny or something?”
Jenny? I was getting perturbed. What was Jenny doing in the picture?
I was getting real pissed by now, “What the fuck are you talking about? I was not having any affair. It was Claire having an affair with George!”
Claire was in a total wreck now, crying profusely into her pillow and not answering me nor Carol.
Carol walked past me and pushed me out of the room, “You get out, let me talk to Claire.”
Carol closed the door on me.
8.15 pm
After what seemed like eternity, Carol finally opened the door and came out to sit with me at the sofa.
Carol laid down an envelope on the coffee-table in front of me.
“Take a look at this. George went to Claire with these and told her that he had evidence of your affair with his wife, Jenny. He threatened to pass the evidence to your company, to the media and to sue you for having an illicit affair with his wife. That would make you lose everything, your job, your reputation.”
I took the envelope and looked at the stuff inside.
A piece of paper showing my hotel booking and payment record at Mandarin Oriental Hotel. That was my hotel stay beside the room of Raymond and Jenny.
A photo showing me going into the hotel room 08-19. Date stamped and time stamped 8.15 pm.
A second photo showing Jenny going into hotel room. Her room was actually 08-18, but in the photo, the last number was blurred, giving people an impression of room 08-19. Date stamped and time stamped 8.20 pm.
A third photo showing Jenny leaving the room at 12.50 am.
A fourth photo showing me leaving at 1.05 am.
A fifth photo showing me at George’s and Jenny’s condo guardhouse. That was the day I sent the parcel with the Special Club invitation club to Jenny.
There were another 3 more photos. They showed a man and a woman having sex at the condo. The woman was clearly Jenny. The man’s face could not be seen clearly but the camera purposely focused onto the watch on the man’s wrist. The same Patek Philippe I was wearing. This watch cost $120K. Not everyone could wear this watch.
As I was going through the pics, Carol continued, “Claire tried to stop George from whatever he was trying to do with these evidence. In order to protect you, she gave in to George’s offer of giving him a blowjob. You betrayed Claire and she still did what she did to protect you.”
I stared at the photos and took a deep breath.
It was a setup. I had no idea how George had the photos of me and Jenny at the hotel and me at their condo guardhouse. But obviously he used all these and doctored the rest of the photos to make it as if it was me and Jenny having an affair.
My lovely Claire gave the bastard a blowjob because she wanted to protect me. And she did that thinking I had done her wrong by having an affair with Jenny.
My heart was totally pierced now. Why didn’t I have more faith in Claire? I could have confronted them and stopped the bastard’s evil plot. I just stood there and spied on them and being angry with my wife.
I hated the image that was in my head right now. Claire’s hand covering her mouth which was full of George’s cum.
I had the best wife in the world and it was me who subjected her to such a vulnerable position.
I felt like dying. My heart was bleeding. For Claire.