I reached back around 745am and immediately went to bed. I was exhausted. Around 9am Ann came in and lay down next to me. I woke up.
Ann: Hey…
Me: What’s up?
Ann: Sorry Alicia is treating you like a chauffeur.
Me: It’s fine.
She rubbed my dick over my boxers.
Ann: Can I make it up to you?
This was a concerning pattern of behaviour. Sex was being offered as payment in kind for services. Not just by Ann, but seemingly Alicia as well. The only persons had yet to offer some sort of sexual gratification to me for things I did for them were Amanda and Alan.
Me: I’m too tired to do anything.
Ann: It’s ok. I’ll do everything.
She pulled down my boxers and took me into her mouth. I probably should have told her that a good breakfast would suffice. But as usual, I didn’t stop her.
I expected her to ride me when I was sufficiently hard but she did not. Instead she continued sucking until I came in her mouth. She swallowed.
Ann: Wow. That’s a lot. I didn’t work you hard enough yesterday?
Me: Err… I got a quick recovery?
Ann: I’m sure you do.
Me: Don’t you want to ride me?
Ann: Of course I want to. But I thought I better ask first. In case you feel like I’m using you.
Me: About that… I don’t really mind actually. As long as you’re happy doing so.
Ann: Don’t mind if I do then.
She took me in her mouth again, then mounted me when I was sufficiently hard. She probably came a few times, but I had fallen asleep as I awoke a little while later to find her curled up next to me.
Ann: Hey…
Me: Sorry. Really tired.
Ann: I never had a guy fall asleep during sex before.
Me: Oops.
Ann: But you were still hard.
Me: Isn’t that good?
Ann: Yeah… so what’s for breakfast?
Me: Let’s take a shower first.
We headed up to her room. Amanda was coming down the stairs.
Amanda: Mom what the fuck. Why are you two always naked???
This time I really didn’t bother covering up.
Ann: Aren’t you late for class?
Amanda: Nope.
Ann: Better get going.
Amanda: What did I miss?
Ann: He fell asleep during sex.
Amanda: He what? HAHAHAHA! and you didn’t stop?
Ann: Nope.
Amanda: Damn. I should have popped by for some action.
Me: That’s like rape.
Amanda: You let mom do it.
Ann: Next time I’ll let you know.
Me: What?
Ann: I’m kidding. Or am I?
They smiled at each other and Amanda carried on down the stairs. Strangely for all the teasing she did to me, she never outright tried to take advantage of me. Certainly not the way Alicia did. And she did warn me about Alicia being difficult.
I entered the bathroom like a zombie. I was unusually drained. Ann ran a bath for me. I slid into the warm soapy water once it was done and promptly fell asleep. Ann was in the tub with me but she was content with just lying there in my arms.
Me: Sorry I dozed off again.
Ann: It’s fine. You’re very tired today. Didn’t sleep well?
Me: I woke up very early. But it was more out of habit. I usually wake up at 5 anyway.
Ann: Are you ok in the guest room? Do you want to sleep in my room tonight?
I thought about what Alicia wanted. She really seemed happy to be hugged by me. I knew I really shouldn’t indulge her for obvious reasons. Escaping to Ann’s room would be the logical choice to avoid her. But somehow I wanted one more night with her just to see how far she would take this. Even if it was a test, and Ann kicked me out afterwards, I would just treat it as a valuable lesson learnt.
Me: Let’s wait till you’ve told the kids about the new arrangement.
Ann: So you’ve decided to move in?
Me: I’m still thinking about it. Will let you know tomorrow.
Ann: Alright.
I took another short nap in the tub before showering properly. Ann decided not to head out for breakfast but ordered in Macs delivery instead even though I barely ate anything.
I told her I would be picking Alicia at 3pm and she shook her head, as if in disapproval about how her daughter was treating me. Either she was really unaware of what Alicia was doing or she too was a really great actress, assuming it really was a test.
After breakfast I went back to the guest room for some much needed rest. This time nobody disturbed me and I slept all the way until around 2pm before waking and getting ready to pick Alicia.
Ann was watching TV in the living room. I wondered if she ever worked for real. Or was her investments generating so much passive income that she didn’t need to do actual work. Maybe if I had spare cash I should get her to teach me some tricks. Unfortunately, leaving the army halfway was not exactly ideal for financial situations.
Ann: Don’t you need to eat?
Me: Actually I just need sleep. Haha.
Ann: Why are you so nice to Alicia?
Me: You’ve been nice to me. I guess it’s natural to want to repay the favour?
Ann: You sure you’re not trying to sleep with her?
I wondered if she was on to something. But whatever it was, she might have gotten it the other way around.
Me: No. I’m just trying to be nice.
Ann: And if she wants to sleep with you because you’re being nice?
Me: I highly doubt being nice is a criteria.
Ann: Well…
Me: Don’t tell me you slept with me because I was nice to you.
Ann: Like I said. It would have been a one night stand.
Me: Ouch. So you’re still with me because of some sense of obligation because I’m nice to you? Not because you actually like me?
Ann: I do like you. And you are nice.
Me: I don’t believe this.
Ann: My daughters would sleep with you just to prove a point.
Me: Did you sleep with me just to prove a point as well?
Ann: I-
Me: We can talk about this when I return.
I grabbed her keys and left. This new revelation was slightly hurtful. But nothing I couldn’t handle I guess. Ann couldn’t be sure of the reasons why she wanted to continue with me. I was damn sure being nice shouldn’t have anything to do with it. Probably a contributing factor, but not a strong enough reason. People didn’t get into relationships due to niceness.
I drove a little faster than usual, feeling the power of the naturally aspirated engine. Obviously I reached faster than usual.
I texted Alicia to know that I was here already. She replied almost instantly.
Alicia: That’s fast. Will come out now.
She came out of the building around 5 minutes later. Lucky I wasn’t blocking anyone at the pickup point.
Alicia: Why so fast?
Me: Drove fast.
Alicia: That’s not like you. Why?
Me: Small disagreement with your mother.
Alicia: Oh? So you speed when you’re upset?
Me: Not that fast. Maybe 110?
Alicia: I haven’t passed my driving test but I’m sure that’s speeding.
Me: Well this is a sports car isn’t it?
She stroked my thigh.
Alicia: Wow this is a new side of you. Angsty. I like it.
I didn’t reply but drove out of the campus above the speed limit.
Alicia: So what did you argue about?
Me: Not really argument. She just asked why I’m being nice to you.
Alicia: And?
Me: She thinks I’ll make you want to sleep with me because I’m nice to you.
Alicia: Haha. Nope. I wanna sleep with you because I’m upset and horny. And you’re conveniently around. I mean I can’t sleep with my brother right?
Me: Funny.
Alicia: Oh I get it now.
Me: You do?
Alicia: She’s insecure because you’re too nice to us.
Me: I’d treat you all the same.
Alicia: Really? If Amanda wanted naked cuddles you would too?
Me: Errr.. I’ve already been naked with her. And her intentions were pretty clear.
Alicia: That’s not what I meant.
Me: What then?
Alicia: If she came to you alone, feeling vulnerable and wanted comfort. Would you?
Me: Well… depends on the situation right?
Alicia: You really are too accommodating. Imagine if Alan is gay and wants some naked cuddles too…
Me: Is he gay?
Alicia: Nah. He isn’t. But you said you’d treat us all the same.
Me: That’s a different situation.
Alicia: So why are you upset? This doesn’t seem like something to argue about. Mom more or less knows she owes Amanda some sort of revenge.
Me: She couldn’t be sure of why she wanted to be with me. I might have been just a one night stand but she stuck around because I was nice.
Alicia patted my head and ruffled my hair.
Alicia: Oh you poor sensitive baby.
I shrugged her off.
Alicia: I wouldn’t bother about why she wants to be with you. Just make full use of the opportunity.
Me: Opportunity to do what?
Alicia: Lots of sex with all of us? Money being thrown your way? Who cares about the long term plan? You know what YOLO is?
Me: Yeah…
Alicia: So YOLO.
She unzipped my berms and stuck her hand in. I nearly swerved into the next lane.
Me: What are you doing?
Alicia: What do you want? Handjob? Blowjob?
Me: Neither? I’m driving. It’s dangerous.
Alicia: You’re still getting hard anyway.
She was right. Somehow I couldn’t resist her touches and my dick reached full erection and stuck out of the zipper. I quickly filtered to the left lane and slowed down to 80km/h.
Alicia spread the precum around the head with her fingers and used the foreskin to wank me slowly.
Alicia: Why aren’t you stopping me?
Me: I need both hands on the wheel.
Alicia: Why did you move to the left?
Me: Because you’re distracting me?
Alicia: You’ve never had a handjob or blowjob while driving?
Me: Not really.
Alicia: Hmm. I thought all guys will like it. Especially blowjob.
Me: You do it often?
Alicia: My ex loved it. But hard for me to do it in the car. The centre part keep poking my boobs.
Me: You mean the gearstick and handbrake?
Alicia: Yeah.
Me: Well, I don’t enjoy it. So keep your hands to yourself.
Alicia: But I’ve got my own gearstick here!
She squeezed hard.
Me: Hey!
I slapped her hand lightly and she removed it, sulking in the corner.
Ordinarily I probably wouldn’t have minded. But this was dangerous. Maybe if we stopped the car somewhere.
Me: I can’t concentrate on driving if you do that.
Alicia: So you’ll want a handjob or blowjob if you aren’t driving?
Me: I didn’t say that.
Alicia: You implied it.
Me: No I didn’t.
Alicia: Stop the car.
Me: Why? How? We’re in the middle of the highway.
Alicia: I want to blow you.
Me: No way.
Alicia: Why?
Me: Not comfortable with it.
Alicia: Then let’s go to a hotel.
Me: What?
Alicia: Hotel 81. Kembangan.
I vaguely remembered seeing a Hotel 81 when I packed the Mee Goreng for Ann and Amanda.
Me: I’m not going to ask how you know there’s a Hotel 81 there.
Alicia: Duh. I have sex there with my ex?
Me: You can afford better hotels.
Alicia: It’s more thrilling when you can hear the next room and they can hear you.
Me: Oh.
Alicia: It’s along the way home. 2 hours. Let’s go.
Me: No.
Alicia: You’re upset with mom. Let me make you happy
Me: No.
Alicia: Don’t be a pussy.
Me: Maybe I am?
Alicia: Urgh. Fine. Drive me home then.
But I was really seriously considering it. What would I have to lose anyway? Even if I chickened out, Alicia would still get her desired cuddles.
I exited the Bedok exit on the ECP.
However, instead of turning right towards Upper East Coast Road, I went straight towards Bedok, and turned left onto Upper Changi Road.
Alicia: Where are we going?
Me: Wrong turn.
Alicia: Don’t bluff. You want to go Hotel 81 right?
I didn’t know why I was headed in that direction. But it was definitely in the general direction Hotel 81.
Me: Errr…
Alicia stroked my thigh.
Alicia: You sure you want to do this?
Me: No I’m not sure.
Alicia: You’re just upset with my mother.
Me: Yeah I guess.
Alicia: So to punish her you want to fuck me?
Me: No…
Alicia: How do you think she’ll feel?
Me: I don’t know. Betrayed?
Alicia: And you still want to do it? What if she kicks you out?
Me: Are you going to tell her?
Alicia: No. I trust you didn’t tell her about the past 2 nights as well.
Me: I’m not stupid.
Alicia: Then what are you waiting for?
Me: Would you be ok with just cuddles?
Alicia: Naked cuddles?
Me: If that’s what you want.
Alicia: You know I’m going to use you as I please right?
Me: So be it.
Alicia: I know you’ll stop me if you think I go too far anyway.
Me: Yeah.
Alicia: And that’s one problem with you. You’re too… Po ma. What’s the word in English?
Me: Wishy-washy?
Alicia: Yes!
Me: How so?
Alicia: Based on what you told me, you could have fucked Amanda right in front of mom. But you didn’t.
Me: Yeah.
Alicia: You could have fucked me last night. You didn’t.
Me: That wasn’t really on my mind.
Alicia: Something is wrong in your head. You let people use you and you don’t see anything wrong with it.
Me: Do you think what you, your mom, or Amanda is doing is wrong?
Alicia: Of course it’s wrong. Maybe not so much for mom since now she can legally and morally be with you.
Me: Then why still do it?
Alicia: Because I don’t give a fuck. My life is boring. I need some excitement. And you are so convenient.
I managed to find a parking space in front of the hotel and we went in, surrendered our identification.
Alicia: Transit.
She seemed really experienced at this.
Alicia: I want the room with the bathtub.
I didn’t even know Hotel 81 had bathtubs.
We got the key, got into the lift and headed to the room.
Upon unlocking the door, Alicia pushed me in and quickly bolted the door.
I sat on the bed. She turned on the TV. We could both hear the sounds of sex from the neighbouring rooms.
Me: You’re right.
Alicia: You never came to a Hotel 81 before?
Me: Not when I was sober.
Alicia: With mom?
Me: She chose really nice places.
Alicia: Well I’m not my mom. If I wanna fuck, I’ll do it wherever I want.
She removed her top and struggled out of there jeans, and stood there in her matching red bra and panties.
Me: Looks familiar.
Alicia: What I bought yesterday.
I admired her figure. It was really curvy. Maybe a little disproportionate at the top. I wondered where she got the genes from.
Alicia: Aren’t you gonna take off your clothes.
I did and I was already hard.
Alicia: Nice. I see you’re ready.
She approached me. And all of a sudden, I wished I wasn’t in there with her. She noticed it.
Alicia: Having second thoughts?
Me: Sort of.
She removed her bra and panties and came closer to me. Her chest was mere inches from my face. I resisted the urge to reach out and touch her.
Alicia: What about now?
I stared at her fully naked body for the first time we weren’t in darkness. Her skin looked unnaturally smooth, except for the odd mole or blemish here and there. Her large papaya-shaped breasts sat nicely on her chest, her areolas dark, her nipples already erect. Her tummy still showing signs of her baby fat. Her pussy lips were plump. Hidden under those folds was her juicy abalone.
Me: Well… I am ok with cuddling.
Alicia sighed. Maybe she too was having second thoughts.
Alicia: Do you want to shower?
Me: Together?
Alicia rolled her eyes and pulled me off the bed, dragging me to the bathroom. There really was a bathtub, but it looked suspiciously stained. We stood in the bathtub and Alicia turned on the water. I jumped as the icy cold water hit me. She took some shower cream from the dispenser at the side. Something about this family really liked washing their guys. Maybe they really wanted us clean before they used us. Or maybe I watched too much japanese soapland porn.
The shower cream was not really foamy. Alicia rubbed it all over my body. I was a little disappointed with myself. 10 years ago I still had a fit and lean body. Muscles in the right places. Probably the way Alan was now, just slightly bulkier. The years of bare minimal exercise as mandated by the army and an uncontrolled diet meant I now had fats in all the wrong places. Maybe if my tummy was smaller my dick would appear bigger. Then Ann and Amanda would make fun of me less. Alicia was different though. The way she caressed the foam all over my body indicated she either didn’t care about the idealistic perfect male body, or she was so desperate that she simply took anything that came her way.
Alicia: Why do you shave?
Me: It’s cleaner. Why do you wax?
Alicia: It’s cleaner too. I hate it when I use pads during my period and the blood gets all over.
Me: Use tampons?
Alicia: I tried. But kept getting infections from it.
Me: You can’t stick things inside of you?
Alicia stroked my dick.
Alicia: Things like this are fine. Never got an infection from sex.
She knelt down in front of me and soaped my balls and stick. I was pretty sure she wasn’t going to blow me while it was soapy. Again, I wasn’t sure how far I wanted to take it with her as well. She stood up after what seemed like another medical examination. I wondered if she wanted to be an urologist.
I took some shower cream and rubbed it over her body.
Alicia: I can clean myself.
Me: You don’t want me to touch you?
Alicia: Yes. Don’t touch me. Or I might rape you.
Me: Oh.
Alicia: And I don’t have condoms. Do you?
Me: Nope.
She soaped herself in front of me in a surprisingly not seductive manner. She was really getting herself clean.
After washing off the foam, we dried ourselves and stepped back into the room.
I took my clothes and prepared to get dressed.
Alicia: What are you doing?
Me: Going to buy condoms?
Alicia: Your seconds thoughts are to fuck me?
Me: Well…
Alicia: I don’t need condoms. Barely use them. Besides, the amount of precum you’ve leaked on me might already have gotten me pregnant if I wasn’t on the pill.
Me: So why do you need condoms?
Alicia: Disease protection you dumbass. You’ve been fucking my mom who’s been fucking god knows how many other guys. And you haven’t been tested.
Me: Wait… so you suggested coming to hotel even though we’re not prepared to do what?
Alicia: Cuddles? You said cuddles. I like cuddles.
Me: You like rubbing on me too. Aren’t you afraid of catching something that way too?
Alicia: Of course I am. But the risk is lower. I think.
Me: I wouldn’t know.
Alicia: Why do you think I haven’t tried to blow you?
Me: Because I’ve not been tested?
Alicia: Well that’s one reason…
Me: What’s the other reason?
Alicia: I don’t want this to be a one-off thing.
Me: Meaning you want to do this with me long term?
Alicia: Why not? I really really like your hugs.
Me: What about your mom?
Alicia: You won’t tell her.
Me: Wait. So what you’re saying is you just want to use me for your own pleasure, whenever it’s convenient, for as long as you want?
Alicia: More or less.
Me: And why would I agree to that?
Alicia: Because it’s in your nature to make people happy without considering your own needs or wants. Your sexual release will come from my mom or sister, I’m sure of that.
Me: Can I say no?
Alicia: You can. But you didn’t. I know you don’t want me to be unhappy.
She pushed me onto the bed and immediately got on top of me. She adjusted my erection till it was in the appropriate position.
Me: You’re not wet.
Alicia: I will be. Besides…
She rubbed my dickhead.
Alicia: You’re leaking again.
She started rubbing up and down my shaft and I just lay there letting her do whatever she wanted. My hands wandered up her butt, her sides, up to her chest. She slapped them away.
Alicia: I didn’t say you could touch me.
She took my hands and placed them on her hips.
Alicia: You can hold me down if you want. Increase the pressure.
Me: Does it help?
Alicia: Of course it does. I use less energy this way.
Me: You’re weird.
Alicia: So are you.
After she came from the external stimulation, she lay down beside me, head on my chest again, slowly wanking me.
Alicia: Think you can cum from a handjob?
Me: Rarely if it isn’t my own hand.
Alicia: Do you want to cum? Or are you saving it for mom?
She wanked me hard and fast.
Me: That’s not the way to do it.
Alicia: Really?
Me: Every guy is different.
Alicia: Show me…
I exited the Bedok exit on the ECP.
However, instead of turning right towards Upper East Coast Road, I went straight towards Bedok, and turned left onto Upper Changi Road.
Alicia: Where are we going?
Me: Wrong turn.
Alicia: Don’t bluff. You want to go Hotel 81 right?
I didn’t know why I was headed in that direction. But it was definitely in the general direction Hotel 81.
Me: Errr…
Alicia stroked my thigh.
Alicia: You sure you want to do this?
Me: No I’m not sure.
Alicia: You’re just upset with my mother.
Me: Yeah I guess.
Alicia: So to punish her you want to fuck me?
Me: No…
Alicia: How do you think she’ll feel?
Me: I don’t know. Betrayed?
Alicia: And you still want to do it? What if she kicks you out?
Me: Are you going to tell her?
Alicia: No. I trust you didn’t tell her about the past 2 nights as well.
Me: I’m not stupid.
Alicia: Then what are you waiting for?
Me: Would you be ok with just cuddles?
Alicia: Naked cuddles?
Me: If that’s what you want.
Alicia: You know I’m going to use you as I please right?
Me: So be it.
Alicia: I know you’ll stop me if you think I go too far anyway.
Me: Yeah.
Alicia: And that’s one problem with you. You’re too… Po ma. What’s the word in English?
Me: Wishy-washy?
Alicia: Yes!
Me: How so?
Alicia: Based on what you told me, you could have fucked Amanda right in front of mom. But you didn’t.
Me: Yeah.
Alicia: You could have fucked me last night. You didn’t.
Me: That wasn’t really on my mind.
Alicia: Something is wrong in your head. You let people use you and you don’t see anything wrong with it.
Me: Do you think what you, your mom, or Amanda is doing is wrong?
Alicia: Of course it’s wrong. Maybe not so much for mom since now she can legally and morally be with you.
Me: Then why still do it?
Alicia: Because I don’t give a fuck. My life is boring. I need some excitement. And you are so convenient.
I managed to find a parking space in front of the hotel and we went in, surrendered our identification.
Alicia: Transit.
She seemed really experienced at this.
Alicia: I want the room with the bathtub.
I didn’t even know Hotel 81 had bathtubs.
We got the key, got into the lift and headed to the room.
Upon unlocking the door, Alicia pushed me in and quickly bolted the door.
I sat on the bed. She turned on the TV. We could both hear the sounds of sex from the neighbouring rooms.
Me: You’re right.
Alicia: You never came to a Hotel 81 before?
Me: Not when I was sober.
Alicia: With mom?
Me: She chose really nice places.
Alicia: Well I’m not my mom. If I wanna fuck, I’ll do it wherever I want.
She removed her top and struggled out of there jeans, and stood there in her matching red bra and panties.
Me: Looks familiar.
Alicia: What I bought yesterday.
I admired her figure. It was really curvy. Maybe a little disproportionate at the top. I wondered where she got the genes from.
Alicia: Aren’t you gonna take off your clothes.
I did and I was already hard.
Alicia: Nice. I see you’re ready.
She approached me. And all of a sudden, I wished I wasn’t in there with her. She noticed it.
Alicia: Having second thoughts?
Me: Sort of.
She removed her bra and panties and came closer to me. Her chest was mere inches from my face. I resisted the urge to reach out and touch her.
Alicia: What about now?
I stared at her fully naked body for the first time we weren’t in darkness. Her skin looked unnaturally smooth, except for the odd mole or blemish here and there. Her large papaya-shaped breasts sat nicely on her chest, her areolas dark, her nipples already erect. Her tummy still showing signs of her baby fat. Her pussy lips were plump. Hidden under those folds was her juicy abalone.
Me: Well… I am ok with cuddling.
Alicia sighed. Maybe she too was having second thoughts.
Alicia: Do you want to shower?
Me: Together?
Alicia rolled her eyes and pulled me off the bed, dragging me to the bathroom. There really was a bathtub, but it looked suspiciously stained. We stood in the bathtub and Alicia turned on the water. I jumped as the icy cold water hit me. She took some shower cream from the dispenser at the side. Something about this family really liked washing their guys. Maybe they really wanted us clean before they used us. Or maybe I watched too much japanese soapland porn.
The shower cream was not really foamy. Alicia rubbed it all over my body. I was a little disappointed with myself. 10 years ago I still had a fit and lean body. Muscles in the right places. Probably the way Alan was now, just slightly bulkier. The years of bare minimal exercise as mandated by the army and an uncontrolled diet meant I now had fats in all the wrong places. Maybe if my tummy was smaller my dick would appear bigger. Then Ann and Amanda would make fun of me less. Alicia was different though. The way she caressed the foam all over my body indicated she either didn’t care about the idealistic perfect male body, or she was so desperate that she simply took anything that came her way.
Alicia: Why do you shave?
Me: It’s cleaner. Why do you wax?
Alicia: It’s cleaner too. I hate it when I use pads during my period and the blood gets all over.
Me: Use tampons?
Alicia: I tried. But kept getting infections from it.
Me: You can’t stick things inside of you?
Alicia stroked my dick.
Alicia: Things like this are fine. Never got an infection from sex.
She knelt down in front of me and soaped my balls and stick. I was pretty sure she wasn’t going to blow me while it was soapy. Again, I wasn’t sure how far I wanted to take it with her as well. She stood up after what seemed like another medical examination. I wondered if she wanted to be an urologist.
I took some shower cream and rubbed it over her body.
Alicia: I can clean myself.
Me: You don’t want me to touch you?
Alicia: Yes. Don’t touch me. Or I might rape you.
Me: Oh.
Alicia: And I don’t have condoms. Do you?
Me: Nope.
She soaped herself in front of me in a surprisingly not seductive manner. She was really getting herself clean.
After washing off the foam, we dried ourselves and stepped back into the room.
I took my clothes and prepared to get dressed.
Alicia: What are you doing?
Me: Going to buy condoms?
Alicia: Your seconds thoughts are to fuck me?
Me: Well…
Alicia: I don’t need condoms. Barely use them. Besides, the amount of precum you’ve leaked on me might already have gotten me pregnant if I wasn’t on the pill.
Me: So why do you need condoms?
Alicia: Disease protection you dumbass. You’ve been fucking my mom who’s been fucking god knows how many other guys. And you haven’t been tested.
Me: Wait… so you suggested coming to hotel even though we’re not prepared to do what?
Alicia: Cuddles? You said cuddles. I like cuddles.
Me: You like rubbing on me too. Aren’t you afraid of catching something that way too?
Alicia: Of course I am. But the risk is lower. I think.
Me: I wouldn’t know.
Alicia: Why do you think I haven’t tried to blow you?
Me: Because I’ve not been tested?
Alicia: Well that’s one reason…
Me: What’s the other reason?
Alicia: I don’t want this to be a one-off thing.
Me: Meaning you want to do this with me long term?
Alicia: Why not? I really really like your hugs.
Me: What about your mom?
Alicia: You won’t tell her.
Me: Wait. So what you’re saying is you just want to use me for your own pleasure, whenever it’s convenient, for as long as you want?
Alicia: More or less.
Me: And why would I agree to that?
Alicia: Because it’s in your nature to make people happy without considering your own needs or wants. Your sexual release will come from my mom or sister, I’m sure of that.
Me: Can I say no?
Alicia: You can. But you didn’t. I know you don’t want me to be unhappy.
She pushed me onto the bed and immediately got on top of me. She adjusted my erection till it was in the appropriate position.
Me: You’re not wet.
Alicia: I will be. Besides…
She rubbed my dickhead.
Alicia: You’re leaking again.
She started rubbing up and down my shaft and I just lay there letting her do whatever she wanted. My hands wandered up her butt, her sides, up to her chest. She slapped them away.
Alicia: I didn’t say you could touch me.
She took my hands and placed them on her hips.
Alicia: You can hold me down if you want. Increase the pressure.
Me: Does it help?
Alicia: Of course it does. I use less energy this way.
Me: You’re weird.
Alicia: So are you.
After she came from the external stimulation, she lay down beside me, head on my chest again, slowly wanking me.
Alicia: Think you can cum from a handjob?
Me: Rarely if it isn’t my own hand.
Alicia: Do you want to cum? Or are you saving it for mom?
She wanked me hard and fast.
Me: That’s not the way to do it.
Alicia: Really?
Me: Every guy is different.
Alicia: Show me…
Me: Show you?
Alicia: You said I’m not doing it properly right?
Me: Not for me.
Alicia: Then show me how you do it.
Me: Errr…
She removed her hand. I grabbed my own dick and stroked in long steady strokes, using the foreskin as well.
Alicia: I was doing the same thing. Just faster and more rough?
Me: It feels different.
Alicia: Why?
Me: I don’t know.
I continued stroking.
Alicia: Well?
Me: Well what?
Alicia: Are you going to cum?
Me: No?
Alicia: Why not?
Me: It’s not instant. Need to be aroused.
Alicia: You mean you’re hard but not aroused?
Me: Not really.
Alicia: I’m naked beside you and you’re not aroused?
Me: I think it’s a different kind of arousal?
She grabbed my hand and wanked me over my hand.
Alicia: How about now?
Me: It’s different.
She let me go.
Alicia: Don’t you use lube? All those shows there’s always a box of tissue and some lotion.
Me: I don’t need.
I continued stroking.
Alicia: Why is it taking so long?
Me: It’s not even a few minutes.
Alicia: Hand so slow? Won’t your hand cramp?
Me: Haven’t encountered that yet.
Alicia: This is boring.
Me: You want me to show you or not?
Alicia: It’s EXACTLY what I was doing!
Me: No it’s not.
Alicia: Let me try.
She took over and replicated my movements.
Me: Nope. Feels different.
Alicia wanked harder and faster.
Me: Already told you that doesn’t work.
She slowed down. I put my hand over hers and guided her.
Alicia: I still don’t get it. That’s what I was doing.
Me: Have you actually made anyone cum from a handjob before?
Alicia: Nope. Only blowjob. And they came quite fast.
Me: Well the feeling is different. Even the way a blowjob is done can feel different.
I continued wanking using her hand.
Alicia: This is damn boring. If you’re not going to cum can we just cuddle?
Me: Sure.
She released my dick and snuggled closer to me, wrapping her leg over me. My dick was dangerously close to her pussy yet again. I hugged her tightly.
Alicia: You see. This is so nice. How come guys don’t like to cuddle. It’s like blow, fuck, cum, hug awhile, fall asleep.
Me: I don’t know. Everyone is different.
She reached around and grabbed my cock again, wanking me slowly, trying to do it the way l liked, except this time, she was rubbing the head along her pussy lips.
Alicia: How’s this?
Me: Err… nice?
Alicia: Gonna cum?
Me: Nope.
She rubbed the head between her pussy lips and shuddered.
Alicia: How about now?
Me: Nope. Not gonna cum. And I’m not wearing a condom.
Alicia: I know.
Me: Thought you were scared of diseases?
Alicia: I’m not putting it in.
I looked at her. Her eyes were closed, her breathing was getting faster. She was biting her lower lip. I took the chance and cupped her boob.
Alicia: What are you doing?
Me: Touching you.
Alicia: I didn’t say you could.
But she did not remove my hand. I took that as a sign that she was ok with it. She continued rubbing my head on her pussy. One wrong move and I would be in. It felt like she was controlling her urges to stick it in as well. I brushed against her nipple and she moaned. I took it between my thumb and index finger.
Alicia: You ass. Stop turning me on!
She rubbed me more furiously. I wondered if anyone actually came that way before. I pinched her nipple lightly and she gasped.
Alicia: Fuck you. Stop it.
But even as she said that, she was still rubbing me between her lips. I was definitely getting closer and closer to her insides.
I tweaked it again, rolling it between my fingers.
This time, she pushed my hand away and climbed onto me, sitting on my stomach. Her breathing was heavy, and she looked slightly flushed. She pinned my hands onto my chest.
Alicia: What the fuck are you doing???
Me: Trying to find out your sensitive spots?
Alicia: Why the fuck for???
Me: To make you feel good?
She let me go then lay down on me again, her pussy right against my dick.
Alicia: Don’t laugh. But I’ve never been touched that way before.
Me: What?
Alicia: All my ex did was ask for handjob or blowjob. Then I ride him or he fucks me. Maybe sometimes he’ll rub my clit. Then he grabs by breasts very roughly and I don’t like it.
Me: So…
Alicia: You’re very gentle. I’m uncomfortable.
Me: Why are you uncomfortable?
Alicia: Because you are turning me on too much. And I want to do things I said I wouldn’t do.
Me: So it’s ok for you to use me to pleasure yourself but I’m not allowed to pleasure you?
Alicia: Yes. Unless I let you do it.
Me: And you said I was the weird one.
Alicia: Let’s stop for now ok? I might lose control.
Me: Ok.
She slid off me and lay by my side, her leg going across my body again. I hugged her and pushed her fringe off her forehead, planting a kiss there.
Alicia: Don’t kiss me!
I ignored her and kissed her cheek.
Alicia: Stop!
I looked at her. A tear was forming at the corner of her eye.
Me: What’s wrong?
Alicia: Just hug me. Please.
Me: I am hugging you.
Alicia: Hug only. Nothing else.
Me: Why?
The tear rolled down. She looked like she was about to cry. I stroked her hair.
Alicia: Everything I had before this was purely sexual. Now you’re making me feel different.
Me: What we’re doing is quite sexual.
Alicia: No. I mean… I don’t know how to explain… you’re making me feel different emotions. Not just physical sensations.
Me: I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.
Alicia: Forget it.
She blinked and more tears rolled down.
I hugged her tightly and we soon fell asleep.
Me: Show you?
Alicia: You said I’m not doing it properly right?
Me: Not for me.
Alicia: Then show me how you do it.
Me: Errr…
She removed her hand. I grabbed my own dick and stroked in long steady strokes, using the foreskin as well.
Alicia: I was doing the same thing. Just faster and more rough?
Me: It feels different.
Alicia: Why?
Me: I don’t know.
I continued stroking.
Alicia: Well?
Me: Well what?
Alicia: Are you going to cum?
Me: No?
Alicia: Why not?
Me: It’s not instant. Need to be aroused.
Alicia: You mean you’re hard but not aroused?
Me: Not really.
Alicia: I’m naked beside you and you’re not aroused?
Me: I think it’s a different kind of arousal?
She grabbed my hand and wanked me over my hand.
Alicia: How about now?
Me: It’s different.
She let me go.
Alicia: Don’t you use lube? All those shows there’s always a box of tissue and some lotion.
Me: I don’t need.
I continued stroking.
Alicia: Why is it taking so long?
Me: It’s not even a few minutes.
Alicia: Hand so slow? Won’t your hand cramp?
Me: Haven’t encountered that yet.
Alicia: This is boring.
Me: You want me to show you or not?
Alicia: It’s EXACTLY what I was doing!
Me: No it’s not.
Alicia: Let me try.
She took over and replicated my movements.
Me: Nope. Feels different.
Alicia wanked harder and faster.
Me: Already told you that doesn’t work.
She slowed down. I put my hand over hers and guided her.
Alicia: I still don’t get it. That’s what I was doing.
Me: Have you actually made anyone cum from a handjob before?
Alicia: Nope. Only blowjob. And they came quite fast.
Me: Well the feeling is different. Even the way a blowjob is done can feel different.
I continued wanking using her hand.
Alicia: This is damn boring. If you’re not going to cum can we just cuddle?
Me: Sure.
She released my dick and snuggled closer to me, wrapping her leg over me. My dick was dangerously close to her pussy yet again. I hugged her tightly.
Alicia: You see. This is so nice. How come guys don’t like to cuddle. It’s like blow, fuck, cum, hug awhile, fall asleep.
Me: I don’t know. Everyone is different.
She reached around and grabbed my cock again, wanking me slowly, trying to do it the way l liked, except this time, she was rubbing the head along her pussy lips.
Alicia: How’s this?
Me: Err… nice?
Alicia: Gonna cum?
Me: Nope.
She rubbed the head between her pussy lips and shuddered.
Alicia: How about now?
Me: Nope. Not gonna cum. And I’m not wearing a condom.
Alicia: I know.
Me: Thought you were scared of diseases?
Alicia: I’m not putting it in.
I looked at her. Her eyes were closed, her breathing was getting faster. She was biting her lower lip. I took the chance and cupped her boob.
Alicia: What are you doing?
Me: Touching you.
Alicia: I didn’t say you could.
But she did not remove my hand. I took that as a sign that she was ok with it. She continued rubbing my head on her pussy. One wrong move and I would be in. It felt like she was controlling her urges to stick it in as well. I brushed against her nipple and she moaned. I took it between my thumb and index finger.
Alicia: You ass. Stop turning me on!
She rubbed me more furiously. I wondered if anyone actually came that way before. I pinched her nipple lightly and she gasped.
Alicia: Fuck you. Stop it.
But even as she said that, she was still rubbing me between her lips. I was definitely getting closer and closer to her insides.
I tweaked it again, rolling it between my fingers.
This time, she pushed my hand away and climbed onto me, sitting on my stomach. Her breathing was heavy, and she looked slightly flushed. She pinned my hands onto my chest.
Alicia: What the fuck are you doing???
Me: Trying to find out your sensitive spots?
Alicia: Why the fuck for???
Me: To make you feel good?
She let me go then lay down on me again, her pussy right against my dick.
Alicia: Don’t laugh. But I’ve never been touched that way before.
Me: What?
Alicia: All my ex did was ask for handjob or blowjob. Then I ride him or he fucks me. Maybe sometimes he’ll rub my clit. Then he grabs by breasts very roughly and I don’t like it.
Me: So…
Alicia: You’re very gentle. I’m uncomfortable.
Me: Why are you uncomfortable?
Alicia: Because you are turning me on too much. And I want to do things I said I wouldn’t do.
Me: So it’s ok for you to use me to pleasure yourself but I’m not allowed to pleasure you?
Alicia: Yes. Unless I let you do it.
Me: And you said I was the weird one.
Alicia: Let’s stop for now ok? I might lose control.
Me: Ok.
She slid off me and lay by my side, her leg going across my body again. I hugged her and pushed her fringe off her forehead, planting a kiss there.
Alicia: Don’t kiss me!
I ignored her and kissed her cheek.
Alicia: Stop!
I looked at her. A tear was forming at the corner of her eye.
Me: What’s wrong?
Alicia: Just hug me. Please.
Me: I am hugging you.
Alicia: Hug only. Nothing else.
Me: Why?
The tear rolled down. She looked like she was about to cry. I stroked her hair.
Alicia: Everything I had before this was purely sexual. Now you’re making me feel different.
Me: What we’re doing is quite sexual.
Alicia: No. I mean… I don’t know how to explain… you’re making me feel different emotions. Not just physical sensations.
Me: I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.
Alicia: Forget it.
She blinked and more tears rolled down.
I hugged her tightly and we soon fell asleep.
We were awakened by the room phone ringing. Alicia answered. There was 15 minutes left for our 2 hours.
Alicia: Do you want to extend?
Me: Up to you.
We decided not to extend and went to take a shower. This time we showered separately, she went first. I didn’t know why Alicia would want to get the room with the bathtub since we didn’t use it.
When she was done, she came out with the towel wrapped around her, as though to protect her modesty, or she was embarrassed about me seeing her naked. Perhaps despite her tough and prickly exterior, she was soft inside. Like a durian. I could tell something was affecting her.
I got off the bed and walked towards the bathroom fully nude, dick swinging away, trying to see her reaction. She turned away from me and didn’t look at it. Maybe she suddenly became shy.
I showered quickly and dried myself inside the bathroom, before exiting naked to get my clothes. I found them neatly folded on the bed. Alicia was sitting facing away from me, staring at the wall. I got dressed.
Me: You ok?
Alicia: Yeah.
I went up and hugged her from behind. She shrieked and shrugged me off.
Me: What’s wrong?
Alicia: I don’t know.
Tears were streaming down her face. She quickly wiped it off. I tried hugging her from the front. She buried her face in my chest and sobbed loudly. I stroked her hair and tried to calm her down.
The phone rang again. We ignored it.
Alicia released me and wiped her tears again.
Alicia: Let’s go.
We left the room, returned the key and headed to the car. I got in and started the engine, but did not drive off yet.
Me: Wanna talk about it?
Alicia: No.
Me: You sure?
Alicia: No.
Me: You can talk to me you know. I won’t tell your mom.
Alicia: I don’t know what happened. After just now, it felt like all those times with my ex, he was just using me.
Me: Huh?
Alicia: The first time I asked you to play with my breasts you didn’t. I figured you were just like the rest of them. So I decided to just have my fun with you. Then suddenly you touched me without me asking you to.
Me: Err…
Alicia: I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m sorry for using you. I think I just wanted to see what it felt like to use someone.
Me: So what does it feel like?
Alicia: It doesn’t feel good. I don’t like it. You must be feeling terrible.
Me: I don’t.
Alicia: What?
Me: I really don’t feel terrible. It’s weird. But you seemed happy doing it. And I touched you without you asking because I didn’t think you would mind.
Alicia: I don’t. But I only asked you to touch me when I’m sure I can stop myself if it got too intense.
Me: You’re afraid I’ll force you to have sex?
Alicia: No. I’m afraid I’ll force you to do something you’re not comfortable with.
Me: I wasn’t really comfortable with any of this.
Alicia: And you still let me do it.
Me: Yeah.
Alicia: What if I slipped your dick into me?
Me: On purpose or by accident?
Alicia: Either way, doesn’t matter.
Me: I wouldn’t be very comfortable but it would have already happened.
Alicia: So you’d pull out or let me continue?
Me: I’d just let you do whatever you wanted.
Alicia: Even without a condom?
Me: If it already happened, not much can be done right? It’s either stop, or continue.
Alicia: We’re all using you in some way right? What’s in it for you?
Me: Nothing. I don’t need anything.
Alicia: As long as we’re happy?
Me: Are you happy?
Alicia: I satisfied my urges.
Me: You probably just need a good vibrator.
Alicia: Nothing beats the real thing.
Me: So you cried because?
Alicia: I was feeling like a bad person.
Me: We are all bad people. Or good people. Depends on how you look at it.
Alicia: You’re really too nice to be taken advantage of.
Me: Shall we go back now?
Alicia: Ok.
I drove out of the car park and the low fuel warning light came on.
Me: I don’t think you know what petrol your mom pumps right?
Alicia: Nope.
Me: Can you look around the glove box?
Alicia: For?
Me: Petrol station cards.
Alicia: Oh.
She dug around and produced 4 cards. For the 4 major petrol stations.
Alicia: I think it doesn’t matter.
Me: Yeah. You wouldn’t know what grade either right?
Alicia: Grade?
Me: Errr… Never mind.
I drove straight ahead, trying to recall where the u-turn was as I recalled seeing an ESSO station along the way. Up ahead on the right I spotted a SPC station. I signaled right and turned in there since it didn’t matter anyway. I pulled up to the pump.
Me: 95 Full tank.
Attendant: Bro, you sure 95?
Me: Not my car. I don’t really know.
Attendant: Bro, this one sports car, 98 better. 98 full tank ok?
Me: Ok.
Alicia got out of the car and we went to the mart. She immediately headed to the ice cream section.
I joined the queue and waited to pay, trying to spot which credit card had the best discount.
As I reached the counter, Alicia appeared with 3 tubs of ice cream in various chocolate flavours. Ben & Jerry’s. She was pretty extravagant.
As the cashier scanned the purchases, Alicia wandered off again. I wondered what she was looking for.
She reappeared again and dumped a couple of boxes and a tube on the counter. I stared at her. She smiled at me. The cashier rolled her eyes at us.
Alicia took out her credit card and pushed me aside.
Alicia: Use this.
She grabbed all the purchases and we went back to the car.
Me: Why so much ice cream?
Alicia: It’s my favourite.
Me: The other stuff?
Alicia: Just in case.
Me: In case of what?
Alicia: Emergencies.
Me: Oh ok.
I started the engine and drove her back home. It would be my last night there. And I had to give Ann an answer as to whether I would be moving in longer term.
But I already knew what she was going to ask me the minute we reached back. I turned to Alicia.
Me: What should we buy for dinner?
We were awakened by the room phone ringing. Alicia answered. There was 15 minutes left for our 2 hours.
Alicia: Do you want to extend?
Me: Up to you.
We decided not to extend and went to take a shower. This time we showered separately, she went first. I didn’t know why Alicia would want to get the room with the bathtub since we didn’t use it.
When she was done, she came out with the towel wrapped around her, as though to protect her modesty, or she was embarrassed about me seeing her naked. Perhaps despite her tough and prickly exterior, she was soft inside. Like a durian. I could tell something was affecting her.
I got off the bed and walked towards the bathroom fully nude, dick swinging away, trying to see her reaction. She turned away from me and didn’t look at it. Maybe she suddenly became shy.
I showered quickly and dried myself inside the bathroom, before exiting naked to get my clothes. I found them neatly folded on the bed. Alicia was sitting facing away from me, staring at the wall. I got dressed.
Me: You ok?
Alicia: Yeah.
I went up and hugged her from behind. She shrieked and shrugged me off.
Me: What’s wrong?
Alicia: I don’t know.
Tears were streaming down her face. She quickly wiped it off. I tried hugging her from the front. She buried her face in my chest and sobbed loudly. I stroked her hair and tried to calm her down.
The phone rang again. We ignored it.
Alicia released me and wiped her tears again.
Alicia: Let’s go.
We left the room, returned the key and headed to the car. I got in and started the engine, but did not drive off yet.
Me: Wanna talk about it?
Alicia: No.
Me: You sure?
Alicia: No.
Me: You can talk to me you know. I won’t tell your mom.
Alicia: I don’t know what happened. After just now, it felt like all those times with my ex, he was just using me.
Me: Huh?
Alicia: The first time I asked you to play with my breasts you didn’t. I figured you were just like the rest of them. So I decided to just have my fun with you. Then suddenly you touched me without me asking you to.
Me: Err…
Alicia: I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m sorry for using you. I think I just wanted to see what it felt like to use someone.
Me: So what does it feel like?
Alicia: It doesn’t feel good. I don’t like it. You must be feeling terrible.
Me: I don’t.
Alicia: What?
Me: I really don’t feel terrible. It’s weird. But you seemed happy doing it. And I touched you without you asking because I didn’t think you would mind.
Alicia: I don’t. But I only asked you to touch me when I’m sure I can stop myself if it got too intense.
Me: You’re afraid I’ll force you to have sex?
Alicia: No. I’m afraid I’ll force you to do something you’re not comfortable with.
Me: I wasn’t really comfortable with any of this.
Alicia: And you still let me do it.
Me: Yeah.
Alicia: What if I slipped your dick into me?
Me: On purpose or by accident?
Alicia: Either way, doesn’t matter.
Me: I wouldn’t be very comfortable but it would have already happened.
Alicia: So you’d pull out or let me continue?
Me: I’d just let you do whatever you wanted.
Alicia: Even without a condom?
Me: If it already happened, not much can be done right? It’s either stop, or continue.
Alicia: We’re all using you in some way right? What’s in it for you?
Me: Nothing. I don’t need anything.
Alicia: As long as we’re happy?
Me: Are you happy?
Alicia: I satisfied my urges.
Me: You probably just need a good vibrator.
Alicia: Nothing beats the real thing.
Me: So you cried because?
Alicia: I was feeling like a bad person.
Me: We are all bad people. Or good people. Depends on how you look at it.
Alicia: You’re really too nice to be taken advantage of.
Me: Shall we go back now?
Alicia: Ok.
I drove out of the car park and the low fuel warning light came on.
Me: I don’t think you know what petrol your mom pumps right?
Alicia: Nope.
Me: Can you look around the glove box?
Alicia: For?
Me: Petrol station cards.
Alicia: Oh.
She dug around and produced 4 cards. For the 4 major petrol stations.
Alicia: I think it doesn’t matter.
Me: Yeah. You wouldn’t know what grade either right?
Alicia: Grade?
Me: Errr… Never mind.
I drove straight ahead, trying to recall where the u-turn was as I recalled seeing an ESSO station along the way. Up ahead on the right I spotted a SPC station. I signaled right and turned in there since it didn’t matter anyway. I pulled up to the pump.
Me: 95 Full tank.
Attendant: Bro, you sure 95?
Me: Not my car. I don’t really know.
Attendant: Bro, this one sports car, 98 better. 98 full tank ok?
Me: Ok.
Alicia got out of the car and we went to the mart. She immediately headed to the ice cream section.
I joined the queue and waited to pay, trying to spot which credit card had the best discount.
As I reached the counter, Alicia appeared with 3 tubs of ice cream in various chocolate flavours. Ben & Jerry’s. She was pretty extravagant.
As the cashier scanned the purchases, Alicia wandered off again. I wondered what she was looking for.
She reappeared again and dumped a couple of boxes and a tube on the counter. I stared at her. She smiled at me. The cashier rolled her eyes at us.
Alicia took out her credit card and pushed me aside.
Alicia: Use this.
She grabbed all the purchases and we went back to the car.
Me: Why so much ice cream?
Alicia: It’s my favourite.
Me: The other stuff?
Alicia: Just in case.
Me: In case of what?
Alicia: Emergencies.
Me: Oh ok.
I started the engine and drove her back home. It would be my last night there. And I had to give Ann an answer as to whether I would be moving in longer term.
But I already knew what she was going to ask me the minute we reached back. I turned to Alicia.
Me: What should we buy for dinner?
We ended up going to this hawker centre near Bedok camp to tapau dinner for everyone. I never been there before so I depended on Alicia’s recommendation.
She made me join this absurdly long queue for Hokkien Mee while she joined another long queue for Cheng Tng.
By the time it got to my turn to order, Alicia was already waiting nearby with the dessert. I placed the order and stepped aside.
Alicia: You want satay?
Me: Anything.
Alicia: Go order… maybe 50 sticks?
Me: 50???? There’s only 5 of us.
Alicia: I can eat 50 sticks by myself.
Me: Oh.
Alicia: Get all chicken. I also want some ketupat.
Me: ok.
Alicia: Pass me the car keys. I’ll put the Cheng Tng inside.
I passed her the keys, placed the order for the satay and went back to the Hokkien Mee stall to wait.
She probably disappeared for a short while and came back holding more bags of food.
Me: What’s all this?
Alicia: Roti John, Nasi Goreng. Soup Kambing.
Me: Are you that hungry?
Alicia: I’m greedy. Haven’t eaten all these for years. Mom rarely brings us to hawker centres. She only goes to her favourite places.
Me: Yeah that sounds like her.
Alicia: Dad used to bring me here very often.
Me: I see.
Alicia: I guess you don’t come to this area much?
Me: Nope. I grew up in the North, went to school in the North, Army camps were in West and North.
Alicia: Were you that boring that you didn’t travel around Singapore for food.
Me: Yes I was. Did you travel around Singapore?
Alicia: I went where dad took me. Mom wasn’t the type to bring us out much. She was busy meeting people like you.
Me: Right.
Alicia: So do you want anymore food?
Me: I think there’s too much food.
Alicia: Better get more. Who knows when you’ll be back here.
Me: I will move in.
Alicia: Oh. You decided already?
Me: Yeah.
Alicia: Can I still find you for cuddles?
Me: That wouldn’t be appropriate.
Alicia: Because you’ll be sleeping in the same room as mom?
Me: Because I’ve decided to see your mom officially.
Alicia: Is it official already?
Me: Not yet.
Alicia: Are you sure this is what you want?
Me: Nope. I’m not sure what I’m doing.
Alicia: So if Amanda tries to sleep with you, what will you do?
Me: I’m sure your mom will have a chat with her.
Alicia: And she won’t have a chat with me because she doesn’t know what we’re doing. And you’re not going to tell her. Right?
Me: I said I wouldn’t tell her.
Alicia: Good. Then we can continue.
Me: What?
Alicia: I don’t want to stop.
Me: Find a boyfriend.
Alicia: Nah. Too much trouble. You’ll be in the same house anyway. So much more convenient.
Me: How exactly is it going to happen?
Alicia: Obviously when mom isn’t around. Or we can go to Hotel 81 again.
Me: Just to cuddle?
Alicia: Maybe more.
Me: You’re crazy.
Alicia: Definitely.
We didn’t end up getting more food, merely collecting the rest of the food we ordered and headed back. Luckily Alan would be around to eat the obscene amount of food.
Ann and Amanda was waiting for us when we reached back.
Ann: Where did you go? You left to pick her quite early.
Amanda: Wow. Lots of food. I’m starving.
Alicia: We went to a hotel to fuck.
They stared at us in disbelief.
Amanda: Why didn’t you call me???
Then they burst out laughing.
Ann: Hahahaha! You’re so funny.
Alicia: Ya la. I asked him to bring me window shopping. Then buy dinner. You think I will fuck him? Probably got some disease.
She stared at Ann. Ann looked away. Amanda tried to defuse the situation.
Amanda: Ah! Is that satay?
She grabbed the food and brought it to the dining table. I decided to step outside for a smoke. Alan was already there.
Alan: Heard you’ve been driving Alicia around.
Me: Yup.
Alan: Be careful.
Me: Of?
Alan: Don’t give her the wrong idea.
Me: About what?
Alan: She may take you for granted.
Me: Meaning?
Alan: She’s got this “princess” syndrome. She can behave whatever way she wants without consequences.
Me: Oh.
Ann came to join us.
Ann: You need to stop treating her so nicely. She’ll take advantage of you.
Me: I think we already had a conversation similar to this.
Ann: Really. Nobody could control her. Except her father.
Amanda came out too.
Amanda: Can’t believe you’re so close to Alicia now!
I was getting overwhelmed. I looked into the dining room where Alicia was happily unwrapping the food while waiting for us to finish smoking.
Was she as spoilt as Alan was making her out to be? Or as manipulative?
Based on my interactions with her, she merely seemed like a needy girl who was used to getting what she wanted. But I had to make a confirmed decision soon. She expected me to continue whatever we had even if I decided to be with Ann officially. I didn’t know if I was capable of that.
If I was with Ann officially, I guess Amanda would stop flirting with me or trying to test me. Even if she never got her supposed revenge.
We finished smoking and went back in.
Alicia appeared to have cheered up quite a bit being surrounded by her favourite foods, and her family to share it with. And now it seemed like I might be part of this family.
We ended up going to this hawker centre near Bedok camp to tapau dinner for everyone. I never been there before so I depended on Alicia’s recommendation.
She made me join this absurdly long queue for Hokkien Mee while she joined another long queue for Cheng Tng.
By the time it got to my turn to order, Alicia was already waiting nearby with the dessert. I placed the order and stepped aside.
Alicia: You want satay?
Me: Anything.
Alicia: Go order… maybe 50 sticks?
Me: 50???? There’s only 5 of us.
Alicia: I can eat 50 sticks by myself.
Me: Oh.
Alicia: Get all chicken. I also want some ketupat.
Me: ok.
Alicia: Pass me the car keys. I’ll put the Cheng Tng inside.
I passed her the keys, placed the order for the satay and went back to the Hokkien Mee stall to wait.
She probably disappeared for a short while and came back holding more bags of food.
Me: What’s all this?
Alicia: Roti John, Nasi Goreng. Soup Kambing.
Me: Are you that hungry?
Alicia: I’m greedy. Haven’t eaten all these for years. Mom rarely brings us to hawker centres. She only goes to her favourite places.
Me: Yeah that sounds like her.
Alicia: Dad used to bring me here very often.
Me: I see.
Alicia: I guess you don’t come to this area much?
Me: Nope. I grew up in the North, went to school in the North, Army camps were in West and North.
Alicia: Were you that boring that you didn’t travel around Singapore for food.
Me: Yes I was. Did you travel around Singapore?
Alicia: I went where dad took me. Mom wasn’t the type to bring us out much. She was busy meeting people like you.
Me: Right.
Alicia: So do you want anymore food?
Me: I think there’s too much food.
Alicia: Better get more. Who knows when you’ll be back here.
Me: I will move in.
Alicia: Oh. You decided already?
Me: Yeah.
Alicia: Can I still find you for cuddles?
Me: That wouldn’t be appropriate.
Alicia: Because you’ll be sleeping in the same room as mom?
Me: Because I’ve decided to see your mom officially.
Alicia: Is it official already?
Me: Not yet.
Alicia: Are you sure this is what you want?
Me: Nope. I’m not sure what I’m doing.
Alicia: So if Amanda tries to sleep with you, what will you do?
Me: I’m sure your mom will have a chat with her.
Alicia: And she won’t have a chat with me because she doesn’t know what we’re doing. And you’re not going to tell her. Right?
Me: I said I wouldn’t tell her.
Alicia: Good. Then we can continue.
Me: What?
Alicia: I don’t want to stop.
Me: Find a boyfriend.
Alicia: Nah. Too much trouble. You’ll be in the same house anyway. So much more convenient.
Me: How exactly is it going to happen?
Alicia: Obviously when mom isn’t around. Or we can go to Hotel 81 again.
Me: Just to cuddle?
Alicia: Maybe more.
Me: You’re crazy.
Alicia: Definitely.
We didn’t end up getting more food, merely collecting the rest of the food we ordered and headed back. Luckily Alan would be around to eat the obscene amount of food.
Ann and Amanda was waiting for us when we reached back.
Ann: Where did you go? You left to pick her quite early.
Amanda: Wow. Lots of food. I’m starving.
Alicia: We went to a hotel to fuck.
They stared at us in disbelief.
Amanda: Why didn’t you call me???
Then they burst out laughing.
Ann: Hahahaha! You’re so funny.
Alicia: Ya la. I asked him to bring me window shopping. Then buy dinner. You think I will fuck him? Probably got some disease.
She stared at Ann. Ann looked away. Amanda tried to defuse the situation.
Amanda: Ah! Is that satay?
She grabbed the food and brought it to the dining table. I decided to step outside for a smoke. Alan was already there.
Alan: Heard you’ve been driving Alicia around.
Me: Yup.
Alan: Be careful.
Me: Of?
Alan: Don’t give her the wrong idea.
Me: About what?
Alan: She may take you for granted.
Me: Meaning?
Alan: She’s got this “princess” syndrome. She can behave whatever way she wants without consequences.
Me: Oh.
Ann came to join us.
Ann: You need to stop treating her so nicely. She’ll take advantage of you.
Me: I think we already had a conversation similar to this.
Ann: Really. Nobody could control her. Except her father.
Amanda came out too.
Amanda: Can’t believe you’re so close to Alicia now!
I was getting overwhelmed. I looked into the dining room where Alicia was happily unwrapping the food while waiting for us to finish smoking.
Was she as spoilt as Alan was making her out to be? Or as manipulative?
Based on my interactions with her, she merely seemed like a needy girl who was used to getting what she wanted. But I had to make a confirmed decision soon. She expected me to continue whatever we had even if I decided to be with Ann officially. I didn’t know if I was capable of that.
If I was with Ann officially, I guess Amanda would stop flirting with me or trying to test me. Even if she never got her supposed revenge.
We finished smoking and went back in.
Alicia appeared to have cheered up quite a bit being surrounded by her favourite foods, and her family to share it with. And now it seemed like I might be part of this family.
We sat and ate dinner. Everyone was talking and laughing. Even Alicia who was usually cold and distant seemed to be enjoying herself. Of course she was still snapping at her mother.
That was what intrigued me the most. Why was their relationship so strained? Did something happen that nobody except the two of them knew about?
Alicia did tell me that her father had a mistress so he was able to ignore Ann’s indiscretions for the most part.
Ann’s reasoning for having those indiscretions was a lack of romance or even love in her marriage.
So technically, both of them weren’t the best parental role models. And yet Alan and Amanda didn’t seem to have much issues with their family situation. Other than Amanda possibly inheriting her mom’s genes, including her sexual appetite, they all seemed pretty normal, in their own weird way.
Just before dinner ended, Ann got everyone’s attention.
Ann: I have something to say.
Amanda: We already know mom.
Ann: You don’t even know what I’m going to say.
Amanda: Mark is your boyfriend and he will be living with us.
Ann: Yeah.
Alan: Yes mom. It’s so obvious.
Alicia just sulked.
Alicia: Thanks for ruining my dinner.
Ann: Be nice.
Alicia got up to leave but turned to me.
Alicia: I don’t care. You’re still driving me to school, picking me up, and bringing me shopping if Alan isn’t free!
Ann: Alicia….
Alan: Yup. I’m not free. Won’t be free anymore. Thank god.
Alicia went to the freezer, grabbed one of the ice creams, a spoon, and headed to her room.
Amanda: Such a kid. But it’s not fair. How come you don’t drive me to school or bring me shopping?
Me: Err..
Ann: You have your own car. And you’re about to graduate.
Amanda: Doesn’t mean he can’t bring me out.
Me: I shouldn’t.
Amanda: But will you?
Me: Well…
Ann: You can if you want.
Alan: Yeah man. Help me out here. I hate shopping. And they always ask my opinion on lingerie and stuff. Like how would I know?
Me: Right.
Ann: I better talk to Alicia.
Amanda: She’s not going to talk to you.
Ann: I have to try.
Me: I’ll go with you.
We went up to her room. Ann knocked on the door.
Alicia: Go away!
Ann: Alicia…
Alicia: Fuck off!
Me: Alicia…
Alicia: What do you want?
Me: Are you ok?
Alicia: Why would you care?
I really didn’t know how to reply.
Ann: Alicia, we’re coming in…
Alicia: Why don’t you two just go fuck yourselves. Or each other.
I looked at Ann.
Ann: Alicia…
Alicia: Leave me alone.
Me: Let me try.
Ann: You sure?
Me: Well… I have been her personal chauffeur and butler…
Ann: Fine. Go ahead. I give up.
Ann went back down to join Alan and Amanda.
I tried the door knob. It wasn’t locked. I entered.
Alicia: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT??? LEAVE ME ALONE!!!
Then she whispered.
Alicia: Close the door. Lock it.
Me: Are you ok?
She put down her ice cream and came up to me, practically jumping on me and hugging me.
Alicia: I’m a good actress right?
Me: What are you trying to do?
Alicia: Maintain the impression that I hate you?
Me: Why?
Alicia: So we can continue.
She pushed me onto the bed and straddled me.
Me: Hey…
Alicia: Be quiet. Or I’ll keep screaming.
Me: That’s not going to do any good.
Alicia: So shut up.
She took the ice cream and held it to my mouth. I ate it.
Alicia: Nice right?
Me: It’s just ice cream.
Alicia: No. It’s Ben & Jerry’s.
Me: It’s premium ice cream then.
Alicia took another spoonful and leaned down, extremely close to my face, as if she was going to kiss me with the ice cream in her mouth. Then she got off.
Alicia: Really wish you didn’t smoke.
Me: Errr…
Alicia: But everyone does so… what the hell.
She took another spoon, put it in her mouth, grabbed my face and planted her lips on mine. I nearly choked as the ice cream entered my mouth. She swirled her ice-cold tongue around mine. I didn’t know if I should react or push her off so I just lay there and let her do whatever she wanted.
We frenched for a couple of minutes before she released me.
Alicia: That was surprisingly nice.
Me: You shouldn’t have done that.
Alicia: Why? Are you going to tell mom?
Me: No…
Alicia: Good. Now get out of here so I can finish my ice cream in peace.
Me: Got a wet tissue?
She passed one to me and I wiped my mouth.
Alicia: Don’t lock your door tonight.
I ignored her and left the room.