He pushed me against the wall of the toilet and started raining blows on me. I braced my arms at the side to protect my face.
Guy 1: Hey bro! What the fuck? You said you only wanted to talk?
But they didn’t seem like they wanted to stop him anyway. The two of them were around his size, not really athletic, not that tall, and didn’t really seem like proper backup. Luckily despite my growing tummy, at least I still had a slightly bulkier physique from my army days.
The second guy tried to pull him back but he was brushed off.
A: He slept with my wife!
Me: Soon to be ex-wife you mean.
Guy 2: Huh?
Me: You guys are his friends? You don’t know he has another family overseas?
Guy 1: Seriously bro?
Alan ignored them and managed to land one good punch on my ribs, ironically at the same spot he hit me the week before.
A: Shut the fuck up! If you didn’t come into her life, she wouldn’t have found out.
He swung another fist at me but I blocked it.
Me: Funny. You were the one who confessed to her.
His two friends looked confused at the whole situation.
Guy 1: Bro, you know fucked up. Stop it.
Guy 2: And you lied to us.
A: Fuck off then.
He came at me again, but this time I had enough of his nonsense. He threw another punch that I dodged, side stepped and managed to chicken-wing his arm behind his back. I pushed him against the wall while holding on to his chicken-winged wrist. I pressed my hip against his lower back to keep him against the wall. I had a good 10kgs or more of excess weight over him.
His two friends stepped forward but stopped when I glared at them. They stayed where they were.
Me: Are you done yet?
He struggled and tried to grab at me with his other arm but I had him pinned quite effectively. He couldn’t horse-kick my balls either due to the position I had put him in and I was turned to the side. I increased the pressure on his wrist. He shouted out in pain.
Me: I’m one step away from dislocating your shoulder. Or I can break your arm. You chose.
A: Fuck you!
Slightly more pressure.
Guy 1: Bro, just let him go, we’re sorry.
Me: Why are you sorry? For behaving like gangsters? Trying to bully others? Or for trusting him?
Guy 2: Sorry. We didn’t know the whole story.
Me: Do you know he hit her? She had to get a PPO.
Guy 2: What?
Guy 1: Oh fuck. Let’s go.
Me: I’m going to release you now. You are going to leave, and you are not going to bother her or me or anyone else any more. Do you understand?
Alan grunted.
Guy 2: Bro don’t be an idiot. We have to leave.
A: Fine. Whatever.
I let him go.
He took a couple of steps towards his friends but charged at me again. I knew I couldn’t show mercy this time.
I sidestepped as much as I could in the confined space and dodged, while grabbing his waist and sort of hip-tossed him to the ground with his own momentum. He cursed as he landed heavily on his side, his face bouncing off the tiled floor. I quickly got up and took a defensive stance in case he wanted more.
His friends took the opportunity to pick him up and hold on to him. He looked a little dazed.
Guy 1: We’ll go now. Sorry.
Me: You know how easy it is for me to get all your personal particulars since you had to register to enter the building right?
Guy 2: We’re really sorry!
I guess sometimes I could really be an asshole.
Me: Just go. And don’t come back.
They dragged him out of the toilet and I washed my face and hands and tried to tidy up my clothes. I touched my side gingerly and somehow it hurt like fuck, and but I didn’t seem to not be able to properly.
I headed back to the office and sat at my desk. The girls had gone back to their respective desks, Shirlyn came over to check on some stuff.
S: Big business?
Me: Huh?
S: You took quite some time in the toilet.
Then she saw my disheveled clothes.
S: What happened?
Me: Nothing.
But I guess she sort of realised I was in some discomfort.
She reached across me, nearly shoving her boobs in my face, and picked up my desk phone to dial Jasmine’s extension.
S: Jas, come over please.
She came over, took one look at me, and sighed.
She pulled out my shirt at the side.
S: Woah…
Shirlyn saw the bruise that had not really healed yet. I wondered how a bruise on top of a bruise would look like.
Jasmine started feeling around again.
J: How in the world did you let him hit you at the same spot?
Me: I was careless?
S: Should I call an ambulance?
Me: No need.
But I inhaled deeply and almost fell out of the chair when Jasmine pressed on a certain spot.
J: I really can’t tell. But you seem to be in pain.
S: Go and see a doc. Then go home.
Me: I didn’t need to see a doc the first time.
J: Hang on. I’m pretty sure I saw 3 of them. What happened?
Me: Nothing! They didn’t do anything. They didn’t know the story.
J: Ya right. He must have some pretty dumb friends then.
Me: I guess you could say that.
S: Ok. That’s enough. You will go see a doctor now. Jasmine will bring you. I’ll give you both time off for today.
Me: I’m ok. Really.
Then Jasmine literally pressed down on the spot again and I really jumped off the chair.
Me: Oi!
J: Get your stuff.
Me: Fine.
I packed my things.
J: Wait for me.
She went back to her desk.
Shirlyn placed her hand on my shoulder.
S: You know, my offer still stands.
Me: Huh?
S: You can be with me instead, until you decide to be with her when she can.
Me: That isn’t right. For you or for me.
S: I know it isn’t. But that’s what I want. And it might save you a little bit of trouble.
Me: I’ll think about it.
S: Anyway, Happy Valentine’s Day. Don’t know how you’re going to spend it though.
Me: Happy Valentine’s to you too.
Shirlyn suddenly gave me a peck on my cheek.
S: Take care of yourself ok?
Me: Ok.
Jasmine appeared and we walked to the lift lobby.
J: I saw that.
Me: What?
J: She kissed you.
Me: Erm.
J: I know I’m being selfish by wanting to be with you before I can, and it seems like she really wants to be with you. Why don’t you give her a chance?
Me: I don’t know what to tell you.
J: You don’t have to say anything, just follow your head. Or heart. Or dick. Or whatever. But right now, we’re going to see a doctor.
She browsed through our company insurance app and found a clinic nearby.
It was past lunch time so the clinic was empty and we saw the doc immediately after going through the registration.
I went in alone while she waited outside. The Doctor was a young female, didn’t seem local.
Dr: So how can I help you?
Me: I fell?
Dr: And? What did you hit? Your head?
Me: My side?
Dr: Ok, lie down on the exam table and raise your shirt.
I did so as the Dr put on her gloves.
Dr: You fell onto someone’s fist?
Me: Er..
She pressed the area again, the same way Jasmine and Alicia did.
Dr: Were you in a fight?
Me: I fell.
Dr: Sure.
She pressed around again, and I flinched every time she hit the spot.
Dr: Any other injuries?
Me: No?
Dr: Do you pass urine and motion normally?
Me: Yes?
Dr: You probably need an x-ray. We don’t have the facilities here, but I can write you a referral. You really should have gone to the A&E.
Unlike Alicia, this doctor didn’t check my privates for damage, more or less confirming my suspicion that she was just screwing with me.
Me: I’m fine. Don’t need an x-ray.
Dr: Alright. You probably should make a police report too.
Me: For falling?
She rolled her eyes at me.
Dr: Even a non medical professional can tell you were either in a fight, or got beaten up.
Me: I really fell.
Dr: Anyway, I’ll just prescribe painkillers and I’ll give you a 3 day MC. If at any point of time you notice blood in your urine or stools, don’t come back to see me, go straight to the A&E. Ok?
Me: Alright.
Dr: And please, make a police report.
Me: Thanks Dr.
I left the room and sat next to Jasmine. We waited barely 10 more minutes for medication and the MC.
We headed back to the office.
J: Keys.
Me: What?
J: Car keys. I’m driving.
I passed her the keys. She drove me back to her place. I guess I was staying over for the next few days.
He pushed me against the wall of the toilet and started raining blows on me. I braced my arms at the side to protect my face.
Guy 1: Hey bro! What the fuck? You said you only wanted to talk?
But they didn’t seem like they wanted to stop him anyway. The two of them were around his size, not really athletic, not that tall, and didn’t really seem like proper backup. Luckily despite my growing tummy, at least I still had a slightly bulkier physique from my army days.
The second guy tried to pull him back but he was brushed off.
A: He slept with my wife!
Me: Soon to be ex-wife you mean.
Guy 2: Huh?
Me: You guys are his friends? You don’t know he has another family overseas?
Guy 1: Seriously bro?
Alan ignored them and managed to land one good punch on my ribs, ironically at the same spot he hit me the week before.
A: Shut the fuck up! If you didn’t come into her life, she wouldn’t have found out.
He swung another fist at me but I blocked it.
Me: Funny. You were the one who confessed to her.
His two friends looked confused at the whole situation.
Guy 1: Bro, you know fucked up. Stop it.
Guy 2: And you lied to us.
A: Fuck off then.
He came at me again, but this time I had enough of his nonsense. He threw another punch that I dodged, side stepped and managed to chicken-wing his arm behind his back. I pushed him against the wall while holding on to his chicken-winged wrist. I pressed my hip against his lower back to keep him against the wall. I had a good 10kgs or more of excess weight over him.
His two friends stepped forward but stopped when I glared at them. They stayed where they were.
Me: Are you done yet?
He struggled and tried to grab at me with his other arm but I had him pinned quite effectively. He couldn’t horse-kick my balls either due to the position I had put him in and I was turned to the side. I increased the pressure on his wrist. He shouted out in pain.
Me: I’m one step away from dislocating your shoulder. Or I can break your arm. You chose.
A: Fuck you!
Slightly more pressure.
Guy 1: Bro, just let him go, we’re sorry.
Me: Why are you sorry? For behaving like gangsters? Trying to bully others? Or for trusting him?
Guy 2: Sorry. We didn’t know the whole story.
Me: Do you know he hit her? She had to get a PPO.
Guy 2: What?
Guy 1: Oh fuck. Let’s go.
Me: I’m going to release you now. You are going to leave, and you are not going to bother her or me or anyone else any more. Do you understand?
Alan grunted.
Guy 2: Bro don’t be an idiot. We have to leave.
A: Fine. Whatever.
I let him go.
He took a couple of steps towards his friends but charged at me again. I knew I couldn’t show mercy this time.
I sidestepped as much as I could in the confined space and dodged, while grabbing his waist and sort of hip-tossed him to the ground with his own momentum. He cursed as he landed heavily on his side, his face bouncing off the tiled floor. I quickly got up and took a defensive stance in case he wanted more.
His friends took the opportunity to pick him up and hold on to him. He looked a little dazed.
Guy 1: We’ll go now. Sorry.
Me: You know how easy it is for me to get all your personal particulars since you had to register to enter the building right?
Guy 2: We’re really sorry!
I guess sometimes I could really be an asshole.
Me: Just go. And don’t come back.
They dragged him out of the toilet and I washed my face and hands and tried to tidy up my clothes. I touched my side gingerly and somehow it hurt like fuck, and but I didn’t seem to not be able to properly.
I headed back to the office and sat at my desk. The girls had gone back to their respective desks, Shirlyn came over to check on some stuff.
S: Big business?
Me: Huh?
S: You took quite some time in the toilet.
Then she saw my disheveled clothes.
S: What happened?
Me: Nothing.
But I guess she sort of realised I was in some discomfort.
She reached across me, nearly shoving her boobs in my face, and picked up my desk phone to dial Jasmine’s extension.
S: Jas, come over please.
She came over, took one look at me, and sighed.
She pulled out my shirt at the side.
S: Woah…
Shirlyn saw the bruise that had not really healed yet. I wondered how a bruise on top of a bruise would look like.
Jasmine started feeling around again.
J: How in the world did you let him hit you at the same spot?
Me: I was careless?
S: Should I call an ambulance?
Me: No need.
But I inhaled deeply and almost fell out of the chair when Jasmine pressed on a certain spot.
J: I really can’t tell. But you seem to be in pain.
S: Go and see a doc. Then go home.
Me: I didn’t need to see a doc the first time.
J: Hang on. I’m pretty sure I saw 3 of them. What happened?
Me: Nothing! They didn’t do anything. They didn’t know the story.
J: Ya right. He must have some pretty dumb friends then.
Me: I guess you could say that.
S: Ok. That’s enough. You will go see a doctor now. Jasmine will bring you. I’ll give you both time off for today.
Me: I’m ok. Really.
Then Jasmine literally pressed down on the spot again and I really jumped off the chair.
Me: Oi!
J: Get your stuff.
Me: Fine.
I packed my things.
J: Wait for me.
She went back to her desk.
Shirlyn placed her hand on my shoulder.
S: You know, my offer still stands.
Me: Huh?
S: You can be with me instead, until you decide to be with her when she can.
Me: That isn’t right. For you or for me.
S: I know it isn’t. But that’s what I want. And it might save you a little bit of trouble.
Me: I’ll think about it.
S: Anyway, Happy Valentine’s Day. Don’t know how you’re going to spend it though.
Me: Happy Valentine’s to you too.
Shirlyn suddenly gave me a peck on my cheek.
S: Take care of yourself ok?
Me: Ok.
Jasmine appeared and we walked to the lift lobby.
J: I saw that.
Me: What?
J: She kissed you.
Me: Erm.
J: I know I’m being selfish by wanting to be with you before I can, and it seems like she really wants to be with you. Why don’t you give her a chance?
Me: I don’t know what to tell you.
J: You don’t have to say anything, just follow your head. Or heart. Or dick. Or whatever. But right now, we’re going to see a doctor.
She browsed through our company insurance app and found a clinic nearby.
It was past lunch time so the clinic was empty and we saw the doc immediately after going through the registration.
I went in alone while she waited outside. The Doctor was a young female, didn’t seem local.
Dr: So how can I help you?
Me: I fell?
Dr: And? What did you hit? Your head?
Me: My side?
Dr: Ok, lie down on the exam table and raise your shirt.
I did so as the Dr put on her gloves.
Dr: You fell onto someone’s fist?
Me: Er..
She pressed the area again, the same way Jasmine and Alicia did.
Dr: Were you in a fight?
Me: I fell.
Dr: Sure.
She pressed around again, and I flinched every time she hit the spot.
Dr: Any other injuries?
Me: No?
Dr: Do you pass urine and motion normally?
Me: Yes?
Dr: You probably need an x-ray. We don’t have the facilities here, but I can write you a referral. You really should have gone to the A&E.
Unlike Alicia, this doctor didn’t check my privates for damage, more or less confirming my suspicion that she was just screwing with me.
Me: I’m fine. Don’t need an x-ray.
Dr: Alright. You probably should make a police report too.
Me: For falling?
She rolled her eyes at me.
Dr: Even a non medical professional can tell you were either in a fight, or got beaten up.
Me: I really fell.
Dr: Anyway, I’ll just prescribe painkillers and I’ll give you a 3 day MC. If at any point of time you notice blood in your urine or stools, don’t come back to see me, go straight to the A&E. Ok?
Me: Alright.
Dr: And please, make a police report.
Me: Thanks Dr.
I left the room and sat next to Jasmine. We waited barely 10 more minutes for medication and the MC.
We headed back to the office.
J: Keys.
Me: What?
J: Car keys. I’m driving.
I passed her the keys. She drove me back to her place. I guess I was staying over for the next few days.
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EnigmaofSorrow
Don’t think it’s him. Last I saw him, he does wear specs.
Yeah. Don’t think he saw me. I wasn’t that close to Chinatown Point.
Besides, he said he saw a group. It was only me and Jasmine. Don’t think it’s us.
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Originally Posted by
entering
This telling him he must leave to get a “proper” job with a “proper” life, with a “proper” girl, has good intentions.
But Bro Junior, I think most of us are already damaged one way or another. Is there a point being married and eating outside all the time? Or bros hating their “proper” lives.
My apologies, not being picky or negative but if Bro Shrouded is happy, we should support him.
He’s not wrong. Nothing about my life has been proper for a very long time.
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Originally Posted by
junior_cannibal
TS was sort of lucky in that fight with Alan. What if the three of them all joined in? Unless he’s done martial art master, 3 against 1,worst,if they were armed.
Anyway, TS while having a pussy buffet, also got a whole load of mess to manage.
While seeing S kissed TS, Jasmine could ask TS to follow his whatever. Hmm.. That’s either super self confident or she’s just not that into him.
In any other company, if a staff is found having
a fight, would be rather alarm, TS company is really the odd one that seems cool about it.
Yes I was lucky.
Jasmine is very hard to predict. But I feel happy when I’m with her.
They haven’t talked to me officially about the fight yet, but I was defending myself. Unless I was supposed to let myself get beaten up again?
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Originally Posted by
junior_cannibal
TS was sort of lucky in that fight with Alan. What if the three of them all joined in? Unless he’s done martial art master, 3 against 1,worst,if they were armed.
Anyway, TS while having a pussy buffet, also got a whole load of mess to manage.
While seeing S kissed TS, Jasmine could ask TS to follow his whatever. Hmm.. That’s either super self confident or she’s just not that into him.
In any other company, if a staff is found having
a fight, would be rather alarm, TS company is really the odd one that seems cool about it.
Yes I was lucky.
Jasmine is very hard to predict. But I feel happy when I’m with her.
They haven’t talked to me officially about the fight yet, but I was defending myself. Unless I was supposed to let myself get beaten up again?
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ouzo18
Lucky dude. Hmm, why can’t he describe Felicia’s looks and body? So secretive. Haha.
Bro Shrouded, tell us more ….
Felicia is… A lot chubbier now compared to before. But her chest is still A Cup. I don’t know what else to say.
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EnigmaofSorrow
And yes, he only fucked Jasmine once recently. He’s rotating between Alicia and Felicia now. I don’t know how he does it, he recommended some supplement called Maca?
I asked if he knew about the situation with the husband, apparently, Jasmine did tell him she’s in the midst of divorce proceedings and he’s only a convenient fuck.
And in case anyone is wondering, yes I already told Bro Shrouded about this last night. So he’s not going to get a shock when he wakes up and reads it.
I already said I believe Jasmine. I trust her. I want to be with her.
Anyway thanks for letting me know before posting. Otherwise I might as well ask you to write the story for me.
Valentine’s day night was spent on the sofa with Jasmine, watching Netflix and eating Ben & Jerry’s.
Alicia was somehow not surprised that I got hurt again, and offered to do a full body checkup for me. But I’d already seen a real doctor, and I knew she was just having fun with me when she wanted to check my other parts. Jasmine was ok with that. I didn’t really know why. I wasn’t going to sleep with Alicia or anyone else now that I was with Jasmine. Maybe she really was testing me, but how long would this test go on for before something happened? It wasn’t as though Alicia didn’t use me to pleasure herself before, and Jasmine knew this.
As one bro said, I like to be used. I don’t deny that. To me, it’s not a bad thing if the other party is happy.
I didn’t do much since I was on MC on Tuesday and Wednesday. Jasmine went to work like normal, while I just chilled at her place with my laptop on standby in case I needed to attend to anything urgent.
I didn’t go out to tapau food either, choosing to get food delivered instead. Maybe I was afraid of bumping into Alan again. Maybe this time he would bring friends who could and would join him in beating me up. Or maybe I was afraid of what I could do to him and his friends if I snapped. The incident in the toilet proved to me that I could defend myself with whatever I remembered from close combat training in the army. But it also gave me a false sense of bravery, that maybe I could take one more than one person.
Alicia came home early on Wednesday when Jasmine was still at work. As usual, I was in the living room, reclined on the sofa, with my laptop on standby.
A: Can you go to the room please.
Me: Why?
A: You know why.
Me: I don’t?
A: Darren is coming, I don’t want him to see you sitting there half-naked.
Me: He’s not interested in me.
A: Can you just go?
Me: No.
She sat down next to me.
A: Please?
Me: I’m lazy to move.
A: I’ll help you move.
Suddenly she slid her hand down my boxers.
Me: Hey!
A: Eh. You’ve been watching porn is it? Why are you semi-hard?
She grabbed my dick like a joystick underneath my boxers.
A: Are you horny?
Me: No?
A: Was it because I said no sex? And Jasmine really listened?
Me: You have to ask her.
A: Hahahahahahaha! I thought you knew I was kidding.
Me: We’re not doctors.
A: Neither am I. Yet.
Me: Right.
A: You two are hilarious la. But you poor thing. You must be suffering.
She wanked me slowly, while rubbing her thumb on my dickhead.
Me: What are you doing?
A: Physiotherapy.
Me: Huh?
She pulled down my boxers and my erection sprung out.
A: You want to cum or not?
Me: Darren is coming over.
A: I’m not fucking you. I’m just helping you to release manually. Or orally. If you want.
I pushed her hands away.
Me: I don’t.
A: You sure?
Me: I’m with Jasmine now.
A: I’ll call her and ask for permission.
Me: Don’t.
A: Then I won’t tell her. And you won’t tell her.
Me: We’re not doing it.
I was pretty damn sure this was a test.
Alicia leaned forward and dribbled her saliva onto my cock, before grabbing it again and wanking me slowly.
Honestly, I was dying.
A: You sure?
I pushed her away again, grabbed my laptop, and walked towards the master bedroom.
A: Finally you moved.
Just then the doorbell rang. Darren had arrived. I quickly shut the bedroom door and lay down on the bed.
I heard the shower in the common bathroom running, Alicia giggling, and subsequently, her moans filling the house.
I tried to take a nap but it was hard to do so with all the noise.
Finally after more than an hour, I heard the shower again, then the main door open and close. I guess it was safe to go out now. At least I could watch some TV.
I exited the master bedroom and immediately bumped into Alicia, who casually let the towel that was draped around her drop to the floor.
It wasn’t as though I hadn’t seen her naked before, but it had been a long time since then.
Me: Can you put on some clothes?
A: I was going to. You interrupted me.
I went straight to the sofa and turned on the TV. Alicia sat down beside me after getting dressed. She wore only an oversized t-shirt.
A: Are you jealous?
Me: Of?
A: That I’m having sex.
Me: Why should I be?
A: Because I told you that you couldn’t.
Me: I think you want me to recover right?
A: Actually I was just joking.
Me: I know.
A: Then? You really didn’t have sex?
Me: Yeah.
A: Didn’t think you were so easy to trick.
Me: I’m obedient.
A: You wanna cuddle with me naked?
Me: What?
A: Cuddle naked. With me. Like old times.
Me: Erm. Didn’t you just have sex?
A: So? I don’t cuddle with him.
Me: I don’t wish to.
A: I will ask Jasmine for permission.
Me: Are you serious?
A: She’ll say yes.
Me: She probably will. But I don’t wish to.
A: Ok then. Can I lie on you instead?
Me: Erm.
A: I don’t need to ask for permission for that.
It was a very bad idea. And I probably should say no.
A: Please? I just want to be hugged.
And that was exactly how we started previously.
Me: Erm.
I looked at Alicia. Her eyes looked wet.
Me: Ok.
She moved closer to me and lay on my chest. I put my arm around her. Then she started sobbing.
A: I really don’t want to continue with Darren. But sex is so good with him.
Me: Uh huh.
A: I miss us.
Me: Erm. What exactly were we?
A: I don’t know. But at least you hugged me after sex.
Me: And you didn’t ask him?
A: Cannot la! Crazy. He’s married.
Me: What will Jasmine think of this?
A: She’ll understand.
Me: It’s not that. I want to be with her properly.
A: I know. But you can’t. Not right now.
She took out her phone. I didn’t want to see what she was typing.
It beeped when the reply came in and she showed me.
A: I just had sex with Darren. I’m feeling sad. Can I cuddle naked with Mark?
J: Cuddling only right?
A: Yes.
J: Sure. Go ahead.
I looked again to make sure it wasn’t a trick.
A: I did the same thing with her.
Me: What? Cuddle naked?
A: Yes.
Me: Oh. Ok.
A: Shall we go to my room then?
Me: Erm.
She stood up and took my hand.
A: Let’s go.
Valentine’s day night was spent on the sofa with Jasmine, watching Netflix and eating Ben & Jerry’s.
Alicia was somehow not surprised that I got hurt again, and offered to do a full body checkup for me. But I’d already seen a real doctor, and I knew she was just having fun with me when she wanted to check my other parts. Jasmine was ok with that. I didn’t really know why. I wasn’t going to sleep with Alicia or anyone else now that I was with Jasmine. Maybe she really was testing me, but how long would this test go on for before something happened? It wasn’t as though Alicia didn’t use me to pleasure herself before, and Jasmine knew this.
As one bro said, I like to be used. I don’t deny that. To me, it’s not a bad thing if the other party is happy.
I didn’t do much since I was on MC on Tuesday and Wednesday. Jasmine went to work like normal, while I just chilled at her place with my laptop on standby in case I needed to attend to anything urgent.
I didn’t go out to tapau food either, choosing to get food delivered instead. Maybe I was afraid of bumping into Alan again. Maybe this time he would bring friends who could and would join him in beating me up. Or maybe I was afraid of what I could do to him and his friends if I snapped. The incident in the toilet proved to me that I could defend myself with whatever I remembered from close combat training in the army. But it also gave me a false sense of bravery, that maybe I could take one more than one person.
Alicia came home early on Wednesday when Jasmine was still at work. As usual, I was in the living room, reclined on the sofa, with my laptop on standby.
A: Can you go to the room please.
Me: Why?
A: You know why.
Me: I don’t?
A: Darren is coming, I don’t want him to see you sitting there half-naked.
Me: He’s not interested in me.
A: Can you just go?
Me: No.
She sat down next to me.
A: Please?
Me: I’m lazy to move.
A: I’ll help you move.
Suddenly she slid her hand down my boxers.
Me: Hey!
A: Eh. You’ve been watching porn is it? Why are you semi-hard?
She grabbed my dick like a joystick underneath my boxers.
A: Are you horny?
Me: No?
A: Was it because I said no sex? And Jasmine really listened?
Me: You have to ask her.
A: Hahahahahahaha! I thought you knew I was kidding.
Me: We’re not doctors.
A: Neither am I. Yet.
Me: Right.
A: You two are hilarious la. But you poor thing. You must be suffering.
She wanked me slowly, while rubbing her thumb on my dickhead.
Me: What are you doing?
A: Physiotherapy.
Me: Huh?
She pulled down my boxers and my erection sprung out.
A: You want to cum or not?
Me: Darren is coming over.
A: I’m not fucking you. I’m just helping you to release manually. Or orally. If you want.
I pushed her hands away.
Me: I don’t.
A: You sure?
Me: I’m with Jasmine now.
A: I’ll call her and ask for permission.
Me: Don’t.
A: Then I won’t tell her. And you won’t tell her.
Me: We’re not doing it.
I was pretty damn sure this was a test.
Alicia leaned forward and dribbled her saliva onto my cock, before grabbing it again and wanking me slowly.
Honestly, I was dying.
A: You sure?
I pushed her away again, grabbed my laptop, and walked towards the master bedroom.
A: Finally you moved.
Just then the doorbell rang. Darren had arrived. I quickly shut the bedroom door and lay down on the bed.
I heard the shower in the common bathroom running, Alicia giggling, and subsequently, her moans filling the house.
I tried to take a nap but it was hard to do so with all the noise.
Finally after more than an hour, I heard the shower again, then the main door open and close. I guess it was safe to go out now. At least I could watch some TV.
I exited the master bedroom and immediately bumped into Alicia, who casually let the towel that was draped around her drop to the floor.
It wasn’t as though I hadn’t seen her naked before, but it had been a long time since then.
Me: Can you put on some clothes?
A: I was going to. You interrupted me.
I went straight to the sofa and turned on the TV. Alicia sat down beside me after getting dressed. She wore only an oversized t-shirt.
A: Are you jealous?
Me: Of?
A: That I’m having sex.
Me: Why should I be?
A: Because I told you that you couldn’t.
Me: I think you want me to recover right?
A: Actually I was just joking.
Me: I know.
A: Then? You really didn’t have sex?
Me: Yeah.
A: Didn’t think you were so easy to trick.
Me: I’m obedient.
A: You wanna cuddle with me naked?
Me: What?
A: Cuddle naked. With me. Like old times.
Me: Erm. Didn’t you just have sex?
A: So? I don’t cuddle with him.
Me: I don’t wish to.
A: I will ask Jasmine for permission.
Me: Are you serious?
A: She’ll say yes.
Me: She probably will. But I don’t wish to.
A: Ok then. Can I lie on you instead?
Me: Erm.
A: I don’t need to ask for permission for that.
It was a very bad idea. And I probably should say no.
A: Please? I just want to be hugged.
And that was exactly how we started previously.
Me: Erm.
I looked at Alicia. Her eyes looked wet.
Me: Ok.
She moved closer to me and lay on my chest. I put my arm around her. Then she started sobbing.
A: I really don’t want to continue with Darren. But sex is so good with him.
Me: Uh huh.
A: I miss us.
Me: Erm. What exactly were we?
A: I don’t know. But at least you hugged me after sex.
Me: And you didn’t ask him?
A: Cannot la! Crazy. He’s married.
Me: What will Jasmine think of this?
A: She’ll understand.
Me: It’s not that. I want to be with her properly.
A: I know. But you can’t. Not right now.
She took out her phone. I didn’t want to see what she was typing.
It beeped when the reply came in and she showed me.
A: I just had sex with Darren. I’m feeling sad. Can I cuddle naked with Mark?
J: Cuddling only right?
A: Yes.
J: Sure. Go ahead.
I looked again to make sure it wasn’t a trick.
A: I did the same thing with her.
Me: What? Cuddle naked?
A: Yes.
Me: Oh. Ok.
A: Shall we go to my room then?
Me: Erm.
She stood up and took my hand.
A: Let’s go.