I left the car at the office area due to season parking and we walked over to the hotel which really was a short walk away.
I wondered why Shirlyn would actually want to book a room overnight to be with a married guy when it was clear that he probably would not be able to stay overnight unless he had a damn good reason.
We checked in and headed up to the room on one of the middle floors, with a nice view of the opposite building and the street below. At least there was a bathtub. I did enjoy soaking in tubs every now and then. However, dinner was still swimming in my stomach, so soaking in a hot tub was probably not ideal.
Shirlyn sat at the edge of the bed and stared out of the window. She was strangely quiet.
Me: Everything ok?
S: Yeah.
Me: You sure?
S: Just a little disappointed la. Supposed to finally get to have him in a proper bed.
Me: Right.
S: But ok la. Married man. Can’t expect too much right?
Me: Yeah.
S: Wonder why some guys can just stay out all night.
Me: Like?
S: You? Darren? The other guy what’s his name?
Me: I’m not married. You mean Jason?
S: Yeah. You’re supposedly in a relationship. But the other two are married.
Me: They have special arrangements with their spouses. But Jason just tells her he’s out with his guy friends.
S: See! He can do it. Why can’t my guy?
Me: You should be asking him then. Perhaps he’s not that serious about this “relationship”?
S: It’s just sex. Come on. Ok fine. You’re quite serious about it. The effort you put in to pleasure me I mean.
Me: Erm. It feels good when I can make you feel good.
S: I bet you say that to every girl.
Me: Well, that really is the case.
S: You got some weird self-esteem issue. Is it because you feel your size doesn’t measure up to maybe Darren or EoS?
Me: Hey. I’m average. I accept that. Besides, who can measure up to Darren?
S: Yeah he’s got good genes. Too bad he’s cums so fast. Could have been a porn star.
Me: There’s probably a porn category for premature ejaculators.
S: Haha! Maybe.
Me: Maybe you need to rethink your priorities.
S: Maybe you’re not the right person to be giving me such advice?
Me: I guess so.
S: Anyway… I want a massage. Can you massage me?
Me: Neck and shoulders?
S: And back.
Me: Ok. I don’t have oil though.
S: Don’t need. Do it gently.
Me: Then it’s not exactly a massage right?
S: Then just touch me all over lor.
Me: Er. Ok. After we shower. And I want to soak in the tub.
S: Eh. I had the same idea.
Me: I didn’t see any bath bombs…
She went to her bag.
S: You mean these?
She took out the leftover bath bombs from our last staycation.
Me: Didn’t realise you still have those.
S: I bought a lot. And not a lot of staycations.
Me: Is that a hint?
S: Well… I was gonna use them with him in the tub. But I’ll make do with you instead I guess.
Me: Thanks ah. Very confidence boosting.
S: You know I enjoy sex with you.
Me: And you also enjoy sex with him.
S: Can’t really consider those quickies to be proper sex you know. He hasn’t even gone down on me yet.
Me: Oh don’t worry. If it’s EoS, I’m sure he can do a good job.
S: Oh my god. Stop talking about him.
Me: Why?
S: You’re making me really want to ask him to come over for a threesome.
Me: Why?
S: Cos I keep wondering what’s he like?
Me: Thought you were chatting with him over telegram for quite some time.
S: The picture and videos were one way. From me. Can’t really visualize much from words right?
Me: And then you felt him when he brought you out of the pool.
S: Haha. That was actually quite unexpected. Like a seriously random erection out of nowhere.
Me: Any guy in such close proximity to a girl in such situations would have some sort of reaction right?
S: I guess so? But wow. It felt really nice.
Me: Yet you didn’t have your way with him when he went up to dry his clothes.
S: That wouldn’t be nice. He needs to be a willing party.
Me: And that’s the part that intrigued me. Like how did his mindset totally change over the years? Reading his stories he seemed to me like a real player. Anything goes. And he told me to seize the day. Hahaha.
S: People do change. I wasn’t like this before.
Me: Like what? Sex-crazed?
S: Yeah. I mean I do get horny and all that, but I didn’t feel a need to act on my desires. Until I met you.
Me: Why me?
S: I don’t know. Maybe because you’re really too accommodating.
Me: Maybe EoS is as well? Maybe you need to make the first move the same way you did with me?
S: Wah. Don’t tempt me.
Me: You even teased him with pics doing it with me. That already feels like some desperation on your part.
S: Haha! I was just having some fun. And you didn’t seem to mind anyway.
Me: I don’t mind.
S: See. So accommodating. But I don’t think he’s like that.
Me: So ask him to come over la. I can leave. Let you play out your fantasy with him.
S: Haha. Let’s just drop it ok? With all the shit you’ve been stirring I’m surprised he hasn’t asked you to stop.
Me: You know what? I kind of think he enjoys the attention too. In a warped kind of way.
S: Really?
Me: I think men also want to feel validated somehow.
S: Then he should let me use his cock like you do. Without resistance. But he’s not.
Me: His values have really changed I guess.
S: Too bad then.
She stripped off her top, skirt and undergarments before pushing me onto the bed, and squishing her boobs against my face.
S: I’m gonna make sure we both enjoy tonight.
Me: Can we at least shower first?
She took my hand and placed it below. She was already wet. I felt myself twitching.
S: Fuck me first. Then shower.
Me: I’m not hard.
She unbuckled me and pulled off my pants and boxers in one motion, grabbing my semi-hard dick.
S: Seems like you’re getting there.
She took me into her mouth. I hardened completely within seconds as her tongue swirled around the head, before taking me deep into her throat.
She released me and lay on the bed.
S: You know what I want.
Me: Indeed I do.
I got in between her legs and placed one of them on my shoulder, turning her sideways before sliding in. She moaned, and grabbed her phone.
Me: What are you doing?
S: Self-destructing video.
Me: Are you serious?
S: Shut up and fuck me.
I thrust into her and rubbed her clit with my thumb as she moaned sexily, and started videoing the act with slightly shaky hands. After a minute or so, she set the phone done.
S: I wonder if he masturbates to my videos.
Me: What the hell.
I guess she was another one who craved the attention too.
For some reason, Shirlyn felt tighter than usual. Maybe she was extremely aroused. It was physically impossible that I had become bigger. Despite her wetness, the sensations I felt were more pronounced and within 10 minutes I felt the urge to cum. She sensed it too and grabbed her phone, handing it to me.
S: Cumshot video!
Me: What the-
S: Just video yourself cumming la!
Me: Why the hell would he want to see that?
S: Just do it. And don’t stop recording.
I shrugged. I was very accommodating anyway and took her phone. She had already opened the app and navigated to the chat with EoS. I noticed that he had not seen the previous video yet. I hit the record button and aimed at our crotches, concentrating on the final few thrusts before pulling out and releasing a few streams of cum onto her flat belly. I wanked myself to get the last of it out.
I hadn’t cum for a few days so my cum was pretty thick, creamy and quite a substantial amount.
I continued videoing as requested. Shirlyn’s slender hands played with my cum, spreading it around her belly, up her breasts, where she started coating her nipples with it. I wondered if she was going to ask me to suck on them after this.
She then moved further up, wiping my cum on her neck, before tracing her cum-laced fingers across her lips, then sucking seductively on her index finger, then running her tongue up and down as though it was a cock. This amateur pornographer followed her every moment with the phone camera.
I wanted to burst out laughing but held it in. I stopped recording and handed her the phone to check the video.
S: My fingers are sticky. Play it for me.
I showed her the video.
S: Wow. That’s really a lot. I thought it felt like a lot. Now looking at the video it’s really a lot.
The video carried on to the part where she played with my cum.
S: Eh not bad leh. You got a lot of practice before is it?
Me: No?
S: Ok. Self-destruct and send!
I pressed a button. But my fingers were too fat.
Me: Shit.
S: What?
Me: I cancelled the video accidentally.
S: WHAT!!
I showed her the phone.
Me: Pressed the wrong button.
S: WAH LAU EH! It was such a nice video.
Me: It’s not in your gallery?
S: No leh. It doesn’t save there.
Me: Really?
S: You check lor.
Me: Is there anything I shouldn’t see?
S: Like what?
Me: Private pics and videos?
S: Hello? You saw and did everything with me already. What more is there?
Me: I mean with other people…
S: I didn’t take any pics or videos with anyone else. You jealous ah?
Me: No… why should I be?
S: You’re my only porn star ok?
Me: Hardly qualified to be a porn star. Maybe you can ask Darren. Hahahaha.
S: Funny hor. Let’s retake the video.
Me: What? How?
S: You’re empty already?
Me: Pretty empty. I’m sure it’s empty.
S: Oh.
Me: Can we please go shower then soak in the tub.
S: Fine. Ok.
We headed to the shower and washed up quickly, washing off my cum from her body then I soaped her gently with the hotel provided shower gel. The way she looked at me made me feel like she wanted me to kiss her, but when I moved closer she turned her head to the side, as if reminding me that perhaps we shouldn’t get too intimate, that we were only friends with benefits, fuck buddies. I hugged her under the running shower and she hugged me back though. Perhaps she was torn between wanting more but not getting too close.
After showering I ran a bath and dropped in a bath bomb, then tested the water. It was scalding hot but Shirlyn got into the tub anyway. I stood on the outside waiting for the water to cool down slightly.
S: Not coming in?
Me: It’s really hot.
S: Not really.
Five minutes later I finally joined her. She moved towards the centre of the tub, allowing me to slide in behind her. She lay back onto my chest, resting her head at my collarbone. I could feel her breath on my neck.
I ran my hands up her arms, then cupped her breasts, my fingers tweaking her nipples which started to harden.
I thought I felt a drop of liquid on my chest and I stopped playing with her nipples. She was tearing silently.
Me: What’s wrong?
S: Nothing.
But more drops fell.
Me: You can talk to me.
S: I just feel useless.
Me: Why?
S: Why can’t I get a guy?
Me: I thought you already got a guy?
S: Not just for sex I mean. That’s generally not very hard.
Me: Then for a relationship?
S: Yeah.
Me: Are you even looking?
S: Not really.
Me: So what’s the issue?
S: I just feel… not entirely satisfied…
Me: Meaning?
S: I get to have sex. With you. Or with the other guy. It’s good. But sometimes I feel like maybe I want more?
Me: Then maybe you shouldn’t have any fuck buddies.
S: Honestly? I wish I didn’t do anything to you that day. I don’t know what possessed me.
Me: It’s too late to regret right?
S: Yeah.
Me: So why even bother flirting with EoS or the other guy? What’s the end game?
S: I don’t know. A distraction maybe? At least I fulfill the desire for a relationship partly. Just the physical aspect.
Me: Ok…
S: But emotionally, I fear I’m getting damaged.
Me: We’re all damaged in some way.
S: You wanted to kiss me. I know.
Me: Yeah.
S: I don’t want to fall for you further than I already have.
Me: What?
S: I like you Mark. I think I really do. But you’re with Jasmine in some weird relationship. And this is the only way I can get you.
Me: Erm.
S: Don’t worry. I didn’t tell Jasmine I like you. I only said I want to have sex with you.
Me: Ok…
S: You don’t have to like me back. But it kinda sucks you know?
Me: Well…
S: Well what?
Me: I don’t know what to say.
S: Don’t say anything. Just be like this with me. I’ll choose to be happy.
Me: So the other guys are what?
S: Just a distraction.
Me: You’re upset he turned you down today right?
S: Kind of. But I think I scared him off.
Me: How?
S: I kissed him. The same way I used to kiss you. I wanted to get that feeling.
Me: And did you?
S: A little bit. Maybe it was too much for him.
Me: You know you have to set the ground rules right? If you wanna be in this kind of relationship.
S: I forgot.
Me: And EoS? You know nothing is going to happen.
S: Yeah. Oh well. He doesn’t know what he’s missing.
Me: You’ll just go through this whole cycle again and again.
S: He didn’t have to pull me out of the pool you know? He didn’t have to carry me. He didn’t have to make sure I was alright.
Me: Maybe it’s his nature? To be nice? Gentlemanly? To make up for whatever things he did before?
S: I don’t know. It kind of made me want him.
Me: I don’t know how that works.
S: When his dick brushed against me I felt a jolt of electricity. I know it was probably unintentional. But I know what I felt.
Me: So you like him too?
S: Not the way I like you. Then we chatted and all that. He made me feel like I could be someone special to him.
Me: Just by chatting?
S: Girls are simple that way you know.
Me: I don’t really know.
S: Then you’re really a dumbass.
She wiped her eyes with soapy hands.
S: Fuck.
Me: Go wash.
She went to the shower to rinse her eyes and the rest of the soap from her body then dried herself.
S: I don’t think I want to have sex with you tonight. Just hold me?
Me: Ok.
She headed to the room first as I went to shower.
As I headed back into the room I saw my phone notification light flashing. There were a couple of texts from an unknown number.
UN: Mark? Is Jason with you?
UN: Hello? You there?
UN: Reply please.
Me: Hi, who is this?
UN: Crystal.
Shirlyn looked over my shoulder.
S: Who’s Crystal?
Me: Jason’s wife.
S: Why is she contacting you?
Me: No clue. What do I say?
S: The truth? Are you supposed to be lying for him?
Me: I don’t think so.
I replied her.
Me: Oh hi. Not with Jason. What’s up? How did you get my number anyway?
C: Isabelle. Jason isn’t home.
Me: So he’s out?
C: We’re supposed to catch a movie but he’s uncontactable.
Me: Maybe his phone died?
C: The movie is long over.
Me: Oh.
C: I’m going to be blunt with you.
Me: Huh?
C: I know he’s fucking around behind my back. And you, EoS and Darren are always covering for him.
Me: Erm.
Shirlyn suddenly got excited.
S: Eh. Drama leh. What are you going to say?
Me: No idea.
I thought about it for awhile.
Me: I’m sorry.
C: For what?
Me: For whatever you think is going on?
C: Don’t be an ass. I just want to know where he is and whether he’s alive or not. Who cares who he’s fucking?
Me: You don’t care?
C: I already knew we weren’t sexually compatible.
Me: You’re ok with what he’s doing?
C: Do I have a choice? We wanted a house to get out of our parents house.
Me: Ok.
C: He knows as long as he tells me what he’s doing I’m more or less ok with it. But fuck. Don’t go missing like this.
Me: I really don’t know where he is. Have you asked EoS or Darren?
C: I’m not talking to either of them. Or Nat. Not very close anymore.
Me: You want me to find out where he is?
C: Yeah. Then tell him he’s going to get it from me when he gets home.
Me: Right. Are you ok?
C: Ya. Why?
Me: You seem agitated.
C: Damn right I am!
Suddenly the phone rang. Crystal was calling me.
S: Eh! Speaker phone!
Me: Why are you so kaypoh?
But I answered on speaker anyway.
C: Mark? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to contact you like this.
It sounded like she was crying.
Me: Are you ok or not?
C: Yeah. Just drinking.
Me: Oh. Ok.
C: Hahahahaha. Don’t tell him I fuck around also.
Me: Erm. You wanna hang up before you tell me too much?
C: Hahahahahaha. I fucked a couple of his close friends and he doesn’t know at all…
Me: Sounds like you’re ok I’m gonna hang up now…
Shirlyn looked at me and shook her head.
C: Just take this as my confession ok?
Me: Confession for what?
C: I married for convenience. Not love. I fuck around. So does he. Hahahahaha! What kind of world do we live in?
Me: I think it’s the norm these days…
C: NO IT’S NOT! ASK YOUR PARTNER IF SHE ALLOWS THIS KIND OF THING!
Me: Erm.
C: OK BYE! TELL HIM HE’S DEAD OK? OR I’M DEAD. WHATEVER.
She hung up.
Shirlyn looked at me.
S: She sounds crazy.
Me: Erm. I don’t know.
S: I mean something is not right.
Me: Seems like it.
S: So find Jason? Or get someone to check on her?
Me: Like who?
S: Isabelle? Who’s Isabelle?
Me: My ex. From poly.
S: Small world. Let her know?
Me: I don’t have her number.
S: Wow. And I thought you were a sentimental guy. And yet she’s the one who remembered your number after you broke up.
Me: Erm.
S: Whatever it is, something doesn’t feel right.
Me: She’s just drunk. And upset.
S: So get someone to check on her?
Me: I don’t know anyone.
S: Jason. Call Jason. You dumbass. Or Darren.
I dialled Jason’s number. His phone was off.
I tried Darren. It rang to voicemail.
I called Nat. It rang to voicemail too.
S: Now think. It’s the eve of a public holiday. What could he be doing?
Me: I guess fucking Nat. Or some other girl.
S: So where might Darren be?
Me: With the kids? Probably gonna ask me if I’m free for a drink? Maybe hanging with EoS?
S: He’s not.
Me: How do you know?
S: He told me just now he wasn’t feeling very well. Was going to stay home.
Me: He looked fine to me.
S: Whatever la. Who can go check on her?
Me: Me? I don’t know. Not really my problem right?
S: You should go. Find Jason, drag him home.
Me: I don’t know where he is. What if he isn’t with Nat?
S: Then go to Crystal?
Me: I’m supposed to be with you tonight.
S: The room isn’t going away. I’ll still be here.
Me: Ok.
S: Maybe someone else will accompany me. Haha.
Me: What?
S: Just go la. I’ll be fine.
Me: Ok. I’ll go check on her then come back. Or you wanna come with me?
S: For what? She already thinks this kind of relationship is not normal. You want me to reinforce the idea that it is?
Me: I’ll say you’re my partner?
S: Don’t be a dick. That’s actually a little hurtful.
Me: Oh. Sorry.
S: Go. Dumbass.
I got dressed, gave Shirlyn a hug and headed back to the car.
I tried to recall the exact address of Jason’s house as I drove over but could only remember the block. I parked and headed to the lift lobby, calling Crystal along the way.
C: WHAT???
Me: You ok?
C: FUCK OFF LA! ASSHOLE!
Me: I’m downstairs your block.
C: FOR WHAT? YOU FOUND JASON?
Me: No. I’m checking if you’re ok.
She hung up without a response.
I tried to recall the floor but couldn’t, only that it was somewhere past the 10th floor, and that there were bicycles outside along the corridor. I decided to head up anyway to check every floor. I chanced upon a familiar looking corridor with the bicycles and went up to ring the doorbell, hoping it was the right one.
The door opened and Crystal stared at me. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt with a super loose neckline which hung over one side of her shoulder.
C: What do you want?
Me: Are you ok?
I was starting to feel like a parrot.
C: Where’s Jason?
Me: I can’t get him.
C: Then leave me alone.
I peered over her shoulder and caught sight of numerous green bottles on the coffee table.
Me: Seriously are you ok?
Crystal tried to close the door but I held it open.
C: Let go.
Me: You’re not ok.
C: Fuck off.
Me: Give me Isabelle’s number. I’ll ask her to come over.
C: No. Get lost.
Me: You’re seriously not ok.
Suddenly, Crystal retched and projectile vomited. I managed to step aside in time. She covered her mouth with both hands and fell to the ground, vomitting violently.
I didn’t know what to do, so I held her hair behind her head as she emptied her guts onto the ground. It was mostly liquid.
After a few minutes she finally stood up. I didnt know if I should let go of her hair or not.
C: What are you doing?
Me: Erm.
C: Let go of my hair. I can wash it.
Me: Sorry.
Suddenly she retched again, but this time everything just landed on her t-shirt. I pushed her inside.
Me: Do you have a pail and broom or something?
There was drainage and I probably could flush the puke towards it.
C: Bathroom.
I headed to Jason’s bathroom to grab the stuff.
As I came out. I saw that Crystal was heading to her own bathroom.
Me: You ok?
C: Yeah. Sorry.
Me: Ok. I’ll clean the doorway then I’ll leave.
C: Thanks.
I don’t know why but as I turned to go to the main door, Crystal removed her t-shirt and tossed it aside before she entered the bathroom. But it was dark and I could only see the silhouette of her naked body.
Damn Jason. His wife was really pretty hot. What the fuck was he doing?
For some reason, Shirlyn felt tighter than usual. Maybe she was extremely aroused. It was physically impossible that I had become bigger. Despite her wetness, the sensations I felt were more pronounced and within 10 minutes I felt the urge to cum. She sensed it too and grabbed her phone, handing it to me.
S: Cumshot video!
Me: What the-
S: Just video yourself cumming la!
Me: Why the hell would he want to see that?
S: Just do it. And don’t stop recording.
I shrugged. I was very accommodating anyway and took her phone. She had already opened the app and navigated to the chat with EoS. I noticed that he had not seen the previous video yet. I hit the record button and aimed at our crotches, concentrating on the final few thrusts before pulling out and releasing a few streams of cum onto her flat belly. I wanked myself to get the last of it out.
I hadn’t cum for a few days so my cum was pretty thick, creamy and quite a substantial amount.
I continued videoing as requested. Shirlyn’s slender hands played with my cum, spreading it around her belly, up her breasts, where she started coating her nipples with it. I wondered if she was going to ask me to suck on them after this.
She then moved further up, wiping my cum on her neck, before tracing her cum-laced fingers across her lips, then sucking seductively on her index finger, then running her tongue up and down as though it was a cock. This amateur pornographer followed her every moment with the phone camera.
I wanted to burst out laughing but held it in. I stopped recording and handed her the phone to check the video.
S: My fingers are sticky. Play it for me.
I showed her the video.
S: Wow. That’s really a lot. I thought it felt like a lot. Now looking at the video it’s really a lot.
The video carried on to the part where she played with my cum.
S: Eh not bad leh. You got a lot of practice before is it?
Me: No?
S: Ok. Self-destruct and send!
I pressed a button. But my fingers were too fat.
Me: Shit.
S: What?
Me: I cancelled the video accidentally.
S: WHAT!!
I showed her the phone.
Me: Pressed the wrong button.
S: WAH LAU EH! It was such a nice video.
Me: It’s not in your gallery?
S: No leh. It doesn’t save there.
Me: Really?
S: You check lor.
Me: Is there anything I shouldn’t see?
S: Like what?
Me: Private pics and videos?
S: Hello? You saw and did everything with me already. What more is there?
Me: I mean with other people…
S: I didn’t take any pics or videos with anyone else. You jealous ah?
Me: No… why should I be?
S: You’re my only porn star ok?
Me: Hardly qualified to be a porn star. Maybe you can ask Darren. Hahahaha.
S: Funny hor. Let’s retake the video.
Me: What? How?
S: You’re empty already?
Me: Pretty empty. I’m sure it’s empty.
S: Oh.
Me: Can we please go shower then soak in the tub.
S: Fine. Ok.
We headed to the shower and washed up quickly, washing off my cum from her body then I soaped her gently with the hotel provided shower gel. The way she looked at me made me feel like she wanted me to kiss her, but when I moved closer she turned her head to the side, as if reminding me that perhaps we shouldn’t get too intimate, that we were only friends with benefits, fuck buddies. I hugged her under the running shower and she hugged me back though. Perhaps she was torn between wanting more but not getting too close.
After showering I ran a bath and dropped in a bath bomb, then tested the water. It was scalding hot but Shirlyn got into the tub anyway. I stood on the outside waiting for the water to cool down slightly.
S: Not coming in?
Me: It’s really hot.
S: Not really.
Five minutes later I finally joined her. She moved towards the centre of the tub, allowing me to slide in behind her. She lay back onto my chest, resting her head at my collarbone. I could feel her breath on my neck.
I ran my hands up her arms, then cupped her breasts, my fingers tweaking her nipples which started to harden.
I thought I felt a drop of liquid on my chest and I stopped playing with her nipples. She was tearing silently.
Me: What’s wrong?
S: Nothing.
But more drops fell.
Me: You can talk to me.
S: I just feel useless.
Me: Why?
S: Why can’t I get a guy?
Me: I thought you already got a guy?
S: Not just for sex I mean. That’s generally not very hard.
Me: Then for a relationship?
S: Yeah.
Me: Are you even looking?
S: Not really.
Me: So what’s the issue?
S: I just feel… not entirely satisfied…
Me: Meaning?
S: I get to have sex. With you. Or with the other guy. It’s good. But sometimes I feel like maybe I want more?
Me: Then maybe you shouldn’t have any fuck buddies.
S: Honestly? I wish I didn’t do anything to you that day. I don’t know what possessed me.
Me: It’s too late to regret right?
S: Yeah.
Me: So why even bother flirting with EoS or the other guy? What’s the end game?
S: I don’t know. A distraction maybe? At least I fulfill the desire for a relationship partly. Just the physical aspect.
Me: Ok…
S: But emotionally, I fear I’m getting damaged.
Me: We’re all damaged in some way.
S: You wanted to kiss me. I know.
Me: Yeah.
S: I don’t want to fall for you further than I already have.
Me: What?
S: I like you Mark. I think I really do. But you’re with Jasmine in some weird relationship. And this is the only way I can get you.
Me: Erm.
S: Don’t worry. I didn’t tell Jasmine I like you. I only said I want to have sex with you.
Me: Ok…
S: You don’t have to like me back. But it kinda sucks you know?
Me: Well…
S: Well what?
Me: I don’t know what to say.
S: Don’t say anything. Just be like this with me. I’ll choose to be happy.
Me: So the other guys are what?
S: Just a distraction.
Me: You’re upset he turned you down today right?
S: Kind of. But I think I scared him off.
Me: How?
S: I kissed him. The same way I used to kiss you. I wanted to get that feeling.
Me: And did you?
S: A little bit. Maybe it was too much for him.
Me: You know you have to set the ground rules right? If you wanna be in this kind of relationship.
S: I forgot.
Me: And EoS? You know nothing is going to happen.
S: Yeah. Oh well. He doesn’t know what he’s missing.
Me: You’ll just go through this whole cycle again and again.
S: He didn’t have to pull me out of the pool you know? He didn’t have to carry me. He didn’t have to make sure I was alright.
Me: Maybe it’s his nature? To be nice? Gentlemanly? To make up for whatever things he did before?
S: I don’t know. It kind of made me want him.
Me: I don’t know how that works.
S: When his dick brushed against me I felt a jolt of electricity. I know it was probably unintentional. But I know what I felt.
Me: So you like him too?
S: Not the way I like you. Then we chatted and all that. He made me feel like I could be someone special to him.
Me: Just by chatting?
S: Girls are simple that way you know.
Me: I don’t really know.
S: Then you’re really a dumbass.
She wiped her eyes with soapy hands.
S: Fuck.
Me: Go wash.
She went to the shower to rinse her eyes and the rest of the soap from her body then dried herself.
S: I don’t think I want to have sex with you tonight. Just hold me?
Me: Ok.
She headed to the room first as I went to shower.
As I headed back into the room I saw my phone notification light flashing. There were a couple of texts from an unknown number.
UN: Mark? Is Jason with you?
UN: Hello? You there?
UN: Reply please.
Me: Hi, who is this?
UN: Crystal.
Shirlyn looked over my shoulder.
S: Who’s Crystal?
Me: Jason’s wife.
S: Why is she contacting you?
Me: No clue. What do I say?
S: The truth? Are you supposed to be lying for him?
Me: I don’t think so.
I replied her.
Me: Oh hi. Not with Jason. What’s up? How did you get my number anyway?
C: Isabelle. Jason isn’t home.
Me: So he’s out?
C: We’re supposed to catch a movie but he’s uncontactable.
Me: Maybe his phone died?
C: The movie is long over.
Me: Oh.
C: I’m going to be blunt with you.
Me: Huh?
C: I know he’s fucking around behind my back. And you, EoS and Darren are always covering for him.
Me: Erm.
Shirlyn suddenly got excited.
S: Eh. Drama leh. What are you going to say?
Me: No idea.
I thought about it for awhile.
Me: I’m sorry.
C: For what?
Me: For whatever you think is going on?
C: Don’t be an ass. I just want to know where he is and whether he’s alive or not. Who cares who he’s fucking?
Me: You don’t care?
C: I already knew we weren’t sexually compatible.
Me: You’re ok with what he’s doing?
C: Do I have a choice? We wanted a house to get out of our parents house.
Me: Ok.
C: He knows as long as he tells me what he’s doing I’m more or less ok with it. But fuck. Don’t go missing like this.
Me: I really don’t know where he is. Have you asked EoS or Darren?
C: I’m not talking to either of them. Or Nat. Not very close anymore.
Me: You want me to find out where he is?
C: Yeah. Then tell him he’s going to get it from me when he gets home.
Me: Right. Are you ok?
C: Ya. Why?
Me: You seem agitated.
C: Damn right I am!
Suddenly the phone rang. Crystal was calling me.
S: Eh! Speaker phone!
Me: Why are you so kaypoh?
But I answered on speaker anyway.
C: Mark? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to contact you like this.
It sounded like she was crying.
Me: Are you ok or not?
C: Yeah. Just drinking.
Me: Oh. Ok.
C: Hahahahaha. Don’t tell him I fuck around also.
Me: Erm. You wanna hang up before you tell me too much?
C: Hahahahahaha. I fucked a couple of his close friends and he doesn’t know at all…
Me: Sounds like you’re ok I’m gonna hang up now…
Shirlyn looked at me and shook her head.
C: Just take this as my confession ok?
Me: Confession for what?
C: I married for convenience. Not love. I fuck around. So does he. Hahahahaha! What kind of world do we live in?
Me: I think it’s the norm these days…
C: NO IT’S NOT! ASK YOUR PARTNER IF SHE ALLOWS THIS KIND OF THING!
Me: Erm.
C: OK BYE! TELL HIM HE’S DEAD OK? OR I’M DEAD. WHATEVER.
She hung up.
Shirlyn looked at me.
S: She sounds crazy.
Me: Erm. I don’t know.
S: I mean something is not right.
Me: Seems like it.
S: So find Jason? Or get someone to check on her?
Me: Like who?
S: Isabelle? Who’s Isabelle?
Me: My ex. From poly.
S: Small world. Let her know?
Me: I don’t have her number.
S: Wow. And I thought you were a sentimental guy. And yet she’s the one who remembered your number after you broke up.
Me: Erm.
S: Whatever it is, something doesn’t feel right.
Me: She’s just drunk. And upset.
S: So get someone to check on her?
Me: I don’t know anyone.
S: Jason. Call Jason. You dumbass. Or Darren.
I dialled Jason’s number. His phone was off.
I tried Darren. It rang to voicemail.
I called Nat. It rang to voicemail too.
S: Now think. It’s the eve of a public holiday. What could he be doing?
Me: I guess fucking Nat. Or some other girl.
S: So where might Darren be?
Me: With the kids? Probably gonna ask me if I’m free for a drink? Maybe hanging with EoS?
S: He’s not.
Me: How do you know?
S: He told me just now he wasn’t feeling very well. Was going to stay home.
Me: He looked fine to me.
S: Whatever la. Who can go check on her?
Me: Me? I don’t know. Not really my problem right?
S: You should go. Find Jason, drag him home.
Me: I don’t know where he is. What if he isn’t with Nat?
S: Then go to Crystal?
Me: I’m supposed to be with you tonight.
S: The room isn’t going away. I’ll still be here.
Me: Ok.
S: Maybe someone else will accompany me. Haha.
Me: What?
S: Just go la. I’ll be fine.
Me: Ok. I’ll go check on her then come back. Or you wanna come with me?
S: For what? She already thinks this kind of relationship is not normal. You want me to reinforce the idea that it is?
Me: I’ll say you’re my partner?
S: Don’t be a dick. That’s actually a little hurtful.
Me: Oh. Sorry.
S: Go. Dumbass.
I got dressed, gave Shirlyn a hug and headed back to the car.
I tried to recall the exact address of Jason’s house as I drove over but could only remember the block. I parked and headed to the lift lobby, calling Crystal along the way.
C: WHAT???
Me: You ok?
C: FUCK OFF LA! ASSHOLE!
Me: I’m downstairs your block.
C: FOR WHAT? YOU FOUND JASON?
Me: No. I’m checking if you’re ok.
She hung up without a response.
I tried to recall the floor but couldn’t, only that it was somewhere past the 10th floor, and that there were bicycles outside along the corridor. I decided to head up anyway to check every floor. I chanced upon a familiar looking corridor with the bicycles and went up to ring the doorbell, hoping it was the right one.
The door opened and Crystal stared at me. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt with a super loose neckline which hung over one side of her shoulder.
C: What do you want?
Me: Are you ok?
I was starting to feel like a parrot.
C: Where’s Jason?
Me: I can’t get him.
C: Then leave me alone.
I peered over her shoulder and caught sight of numerous green bottles on the coffee table.
Me: Seriously are you ok?
Crystal tried to close the door but I held it open.
C: Let go.
Me: You’re not ok.
C: Fuck off.
Me: Give me Isabelle’s number. I’ll ask her to come over.
C: No. Get lost.
Me: You’re seriously not ok.
Suddenly, Crystal retched and projectile vomited. I managed to step aside in time. She covered her mouth with both hands and fell to the ground, vomitting violently.
I didn’t know what to do, so I held her hair behind her head as she emptied her guts onto the ground. It was mostly liquid.
After a few minutes she finally stood up. I didnt know if I should let go of her hair or not.
C: What are you doing?
Me: Erm.
C: Let go of my hair. I can wash it.
Me: Sorry.
Suddenly she retched again, but this time everything just landed on her t-shirt. I pushed her inside.
Me: Do you have a pail and broom or something?
There was drainage and I probably could flush the puke towards it.
C: Bathroom.
I headed to Jason’s bathroom to grab the stuff.
As I came out. I saw that Crystal was heading to her own bathroom.
Me: You ok?
C: Yeah. Sorry.
Me: Ok. I’ll clean the doorway then I’ll leave.
C: Thanks.
I don’t know why but as I turned to go to the main door, Crystal removed her t-shirt and tossed it aside before she entered the bathroom. But it was dark and I could only see the silhouette of her naked body.
Damn Jason. His wife was really pretty hot. What the fuck was he doing?
I cleaned up the mess outside and washed the broom and pail in the bathroom before putting it back.
Crystal was already sitting on the sofa in the living room when I came out. This time, at least she was more decently dressed, in a normal t-shirt and shorts. No bra again as I was pretty sure I could see her nipples poking through. She had tied her hair up in a bun now, as if she was anticipating more vomiting.
C: You came from work?
Me: Not exactly.
C: Sorry for the trouble.
I glanced at the numerous green bottles of different flavours of soju on the table.
Me: You drank everything?
C: Yeah.
Me: Are you ok now?
C: Yeah.
Me: I really can’t find Jason.
C: I know.
Me: Will you be ok?
C: Even if I’m not, what can you do?
Me: I can ask Isabelle to come over.
C: Don’t bother her. She has to take care of her kids. And you don’t have her number.
Me: True.
C: Don’t tell Jason anything.
Me: About what?
C: I think I said some stuff just now. Wasn’t thinking straight.
Me: What did you say?
C: Don’t play this game with me. I’m not in the mood.
Me: You slept with his close friends?
C: Once off. I was pissed at him. Cos I found out he lied about where he was.
Me: You know these kind of marriages are really common these days.
C: No it’s not.
Me: I think it is.
C: Would you sleep around if you and your partner aren’t sexually active?
Me: Well…
C: See!
Me: Actually…
C: Oh. You’re another one of those assholes.
Me: What kind of asshole may that be?
C: The type that cheats on your partner.
Me: It’s complicated.
She folded her arms and glared at me, essentially squishing her boobs together to make them look bigger.
C: Don’t give me that lame excuse.
Me: Look, when you got married, like you said, for convenience, didn’t you discuss sexual intimacy?
C: Of course we did!
Me: Really?
C: Well, we tried, wasn’t really working out. But we spend so much time together, do things together, so naturally we’re close right? Intimacy is there.
Me: That doesn’t equate to having sex.
C: What do you mean?
Me: You slept with his friends. Why?
C: Revenge?
Me: But he doesn’t know.
C: What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.
Me: Hahahaha. That’s exactly what he said.
C: That ass.
Me: But hang on. You slept with his friends for revenge, and he doesn’t know because you don’t want to hurt him. So why did you do it?
C: I was lonely I guess.
Me: Lonely or horny? You said you spend a lot of time together.
C: Ok fine. I was horny.
Me: And your husband is right there.
C: It’s difficult with him.
Me: Why? He’s too big?
C: Haha! I wish.
I nearly wanted to say perhaps she should give EoS or Darren a call if she was horny, but decided against it. Who knows, they may have been the close friends of Jason that she slept with, which might explain why they were no longer close.
Me: Too small then?
C: He’s ok.
Me: So what’s the issue?
C: Fuck. This is embarrassing.
Me: Cos you’re discussing your sex life with a stranger?
C: Sort of. Plus you’re my cousins ex. My husband’s close friend as well.
Me: We aren’t that close. So what’s the issue?
C: I’m not very aroused by him.
Me: Since the beginning?
C: No. We weren’t really having a lot of sex to begin with. We just enjoyed each other’s company.
Me: How long have you been together?
C: Married? Or together?
Me: Together.
C: Since JC. On and off.
Me: So around 20 years? Wow.
C: Yeah.
Me: So how many times have you had sex?
C: Can I not tell you that?
Me: Indulge me.
C: Argh. Probably less than 10.
Me: Wow. 20 years together, and you had sex every two years…
C: Last 10 years not so much. Maybe 3 or 4 times?
Me: So to a guy, don’t you see how that may be a problem?
C: Why?
Me: Guys are generally quite horny. I know I am.
C: So how many times do you have sex with your partners? Do not include Isabelle. That I don’t want to know.
Me: Recently, at least once a week, sometimes 3-4 times.
C: She sounds horny as well.
Me: Erm. I potentially have max 5 partners.
I probably shouldn’t include Kate in the current list.
C: What the fuck??
Me: I said potentially.
C: Are you some kind of male escort or what?
Me: No.
C: You mentioned last time you had a partner?
Me: She’s married. Undergoing divorce.
C: And you slept with her?
Me: Yes.
C: What the fuck?
Me: That’s why I said it’s complicated. Not everything is as simple as it seems.
C: And the rest? Your partner ok with it?
Me: She’s ok.
C: How do you know?
Me: They’re all friends. She kind of encourages it.
C: Are you in a cult or something? You need to go to church. My God. What’s wrong with you?
Me: I’m not in a cult. It’s just complicated.
C: You share sex partners. That’s not right. Wait. Is Jason involved in this?
Me: No he’s not.
C: You sure?
Me: You need to talk to him. Really.
C: I was very upset when I found out Jason was sleeping around the first time. Many years ago. We weren’t even married 2 years then.
Me: Did you talk to him?
C: No. Didn’t want to hear his excuses or reasons.
Me: And you slept with his friend?
C: Spur of the moment. For revenge.
Me: And you regret it?
C: I still regret it. A lot.
Me: But you did it again?
C: With a different guy.
Me: Multiple guys? Multiple times?
C: Of course not! What do you think I am? Some kind of slut?
Me: Just trying to see your motivations.
C: It happened every few months. Sometimes he came back and I could smell perfume, or maybe some long hairs that are not mine. I would act like nothing is wrong, but inside I was very angry. Then I would contact his close friends.
Me: Why?
C: I felt they would understand and wouldn’t judge me because they knew what he was doing.
Me: And?
C: And I told them not to tell him. But secretly I hoped they would. So he can feel the pain of betrayal.
Me: What makes you think they’d tell him when you told them not to?
C: They’re his close friends. His good buddies. The people who keep his secrets.
Me: If they kept his secrets why would they keep yours?
C: I don’t know what I was thinking.
Me: So how many? Jason doesn’t seem to have many close friends.
C: Two.
Me: Ok so you cheated twice only. Doesn’t seem that bad.
C: I kept seeing one of them. For years. Until we stopped.
Me: Oh. Wait. You regretted it and you still regret it but you kept on doing it? Why?
C: We were compatible.
Me: Sexually?
C: Yes. He could turn me on with just a touch. I didn’t even need lube like I did when I slept with Jason. He made me feel wanted, desired. He was very good at sex and made me crave for him even though I knew it was wrong.
Me: Did you ask him why he was ok with it?
C: He knew what Jason was doing behind my back.
Me: Doesn’t explain why he’s ok with it?
C: Free sex who doesn’t want?
Me: Sounds like he was doing all the work.
C: Hey… I know how to pleasure a man ok… don’t make it sound like I’m some clueless virgin.
I sort of recalled Jason sharing that she wouldn’t even give him a blowjob but decided against asking about it.
Me: So you see, both you and him are sleeping around behind each other’s backs, hoping either won’t find out, but regret what you’re doing. Yet you won’t talk about it to see how to work things out. Maybe compromise? Since you enjoy each other’s company? Maybe try to have more sex?
C: Does he regret?
Me: I don’t know. Ask him yourself.
C: Have you ever had sex with a woman who wasn’t aroused?
Me: Not that I can recall. Why?
C: Then you won’t know how much it hurts. Even with lube sometimes it still hurts. But what hurts more is that I don’t get that kind of feeling with the person I’m spending my life with.
Me: I don’t use lube. Unless it’s for the other hole.
C: You’re sick.
Me: What? Never tried anal?
C: No. It’s unnatural. And wrong.
Me: You feel sex outside of marriage is wrong. But you still do it.
C: Are you saying I should have anal sex?
Me: That’s not what I’m suggesting.
C: Then?
Me: I’m just saying perhaps you need to have a good chat with him. Since you’re hurting.
C: I really can’t have sex with him. We tried. He doesn’t turn me on.
Me: And you can’t accept him getting his release from others?
C: Am I supposed to?
Me: That’s why you should talk about it. Work something out. Have sex with him.
C: Which part of he doesn’t turn me on are you not understanding?
Me: I think anyone can be turned on. But everyone is different. Just need to figure out which buttons to push.
Suddenly she laughed. It seemed genuine. I hoped maybe it was cheering her up.
C: I’d like to see you try.
Me: What?
C: Sorry. I didn’t mean that.
Me: I know.
C: Only one guy “figured out those buttons”, so to speak.
Me: You enjoy it?
C: Yes. Then I regret afterwards.
Me: And he’s Jason’s close friend. So why don’t you figure out what he’s doing, and tell Jason to do it that way?
C: You mean tell him how I like it?
Me: Yes.
C: It didn’t work.
Me: Pleasure works both ways. Tell him how you like it, then ask him how he likes it.
C: I did tell him. He couldn’t do it.
Me: Meaning?
C: He did the same things as the other guy. I still wasn’t aroused.
Me: Oh well. Maybe this problem is psychological as well as physical.
C: He likes blowjobs. He told me before. But…
Me: What? It’s unnatural?
C: Yes.
Me: Handjobs?
C: Unnatural.
Me: So when you have sex with the other guy, you just lie down and he puts it in?
C: Why are we even talking about this?
Me: It’s fine if you don’t want to share. I’m just trying to understand the situation better.
C: Then what? You’ll give me advice? The guy who fucks around?
Me: Not advice. Maybe just my own experiences, so you can understand as well?
C: What happened to you? I thought you and Isabelle were going to get married?
Me: We broke up.
C: I know. Then you started fucking around?
Me: Sort of.
C: Knew it. Guys are like that.
Me: This isn’t about me. It’s about you and Jason.
C: Fine. I did everything with the other guy. Blowjobs, handjobs… I even let him lick me below. I don’t know why. It didn’t feel unnatural with him.
Me: You enjoyed it?
C: Of course I did. I enjoyed every single part of him. He did things to me that I never dreamed I would. And I did things to him as well.
Me: And then you regretted it. Then did it all over again. Don’t you see the problem here?
C: I wish I could be the same with Jason. But I can’t.
Me: Try harder?
C: It’s tiring.
Me: Since he likes blowjobs, maybe do that?
C: I don’t like to do it.
Me: But you do it with the other guy.
C: We’re compatible.
Me: No. You’re just being impossible. How great can another man’s cock be?
C: Fine! I like his cock ok? The way it felt in my hand, my mouth, deep inside me. It’s like a drug. Jason can’t compare at all. And he can turn me on so easily. And after that I feel like a slut. But I still want it. When I was with him it was easier to ignore everything Jason was doing and be normal with him. Then we stopped when he got married…
Me: So that guy was a distraction of some kind?
C: I guess so. I felt happy when I was with him and the happiness translated to life at home.
Me: How long has it been since you stopped?
C: Couple of years.
Me: Did you find other distractions?
C: No. I only slept with those two guys.
Me: I guess you’re frustrated then. Sexually or otherwise. Why didn’t you look for another distraction? His other friends? Random people?
C: Didn’t want to take a risk that we aren’t compatible. Kind of sucks meeting a guy then realizing that it’s going to hurt, but go through it anyway since I’m already there and I don’t want to disappoint him.
Me: I don’t think you need to go through with it if you find out you’re not compatible right?
C: I’d feel obligated to try. Don’t try, won’t know.
Me: Right.
C: I just want to be happy. Is that so hard?
Me: Are you happy with Jason?
C: Yes.
Me: You said that without hesitation.
C: I am happy. It’s just the things he does that I’m struggling to accept.
Me: That’s why you’re so controlling with him?
C: Yes. I just want to know where he is and what he’s doing. Even if it’s a lie, I just need to know he’ll be back home safely. I can’t lose him.
Me: So even if he’s out fucking someone, you’d want to know as well? As long as he comes home?
C: No. I don’t want to know.
Me: I think I get it now.
C: What?
Me: You’re afraid Jason will fall for someone else because of the sex. Then he’ll leave you. Then you’ll lose your soulmate of sorts?
Crystal started to cry. I passed her a tissue. I guess my guess was right.
Me: Talk to him more. Really. Work things out.
C: We tried.
Me: Try harder. Don’t try, won’t know right?
She suddenly leaned over and hugged me. I got a little uncomfortable as her breasts pressed against my chest. Thank goodness I had already released a massive load before coming here. But her soft breasts were definitely causing a reaction.
C: Thank you. You’re a good guy.
Me: I’m not.
C: You are.
She released me from the hug.
C: Why is there a tent in your pants?
I looked down. The tent was fucking obvious. Maybe I needed looser work pants. Or stop wearing boxers.
Me: Sorry. Natural reaction.
C: God. It’s only a hug. You’re a horny bastard.
Me: Sorry.
C: Really. Thank you. I didn’t expect you to come over. I was just going to drink until I passed out or something.
Me: No worries.
She leaned over and hugged me again, still crying. I gingerly placed my arms around her to hug her back and she pulled me tighter, her soft breasts pressing against me again and my erection strained against my pants.
This wasn’t how I thought I would be spending my National Day’s eve.
I probably should go back to Shirlyn and hug her instead.
I cleaned up the mess outside and washed the broom and pail in the bathroom before putting it back.
Crystal was already sitting on the sofa in the living room when I came out. This time, at least she was more decently dressed, in a normal t-shirt and shorts. No bra again as I was pretty sure I could see her nipples poking through. She had tied her hair up in a bun now, as if she was anticipating more vomiting.
C: You came from work?
Me: Not exactly.
C: Sorry for the trouble.
I glanced at the numerous green bottles of different flavours of soju on the table.
Me: You drank everything?
C: Yeah.
Me: Are you ok now?
C: Yeah.
Me: I really can’t find Jason.
C: I know.
Me: Will you be ok?
C: Even if I’m not, what can you do?
Me: I can ask Isabelle to come over.
C: Don’t bother her. She has to take care of her kids. And you don’t have her number.
Me: True.
C: Don’t tell Jason anything.
Me: About what?
C: I think I said some stuff just now. Wasn’t thinking straight.
Me: What did you say?
C: Don’t play this game with me. I’m not in the mood.
Me: You slept with his close friends?
C: Once off. I was pissed at him. Cos I found out he lied about where he was.
Me: You know these kind of marriages are really common these days.
C: No it’s not.
Me: I think it is.
C: Would you sleep around if you and your partner aren’t sexually active?
Me: Well…
C: See!
Me: Actually…
C: Oh. You’re another one of those assholes.
Me: What kind of asshole may that be?
C: The type that cheats on your partner.
Me: It’s complicated.
She folded her arms and glared at me, essentially squishing her boobs together to make them look bigger.
C: Don’t give me that lame excuse.
Me: Look, when you got married, like you said, for convenience, didn’t you discuss sexual intimacy?
C: Of course we did!
Me: Really?
C: Well, we tried, wasn’t really working out. But we spend so much time together, do things together, so naturally we’re close right? Intimacy is there.
Me: That doesn’t equate to having sex.
C: What do you mean?
Me: You slept with his friends. Why?
C: Revenge?
Me: But he doesn’t know.
C: What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.
Me: Hahahaha. That’s exactly what he said.
C: That ass.
Me: But hang on. You slept with his friends for revenge, and he doesn’t know because you don’t want to hurt him. So why did you do it?
C: I was lonely I guess.
Me: Lonely or horny? You said you spend a lot of time together.
C: Ok fine. I was horny.
Me: And your husband is right there.
C: It’s difficult with him.
Me: Why? He’s too big?
C: Haha! I wish.
I nearly wanted to say perhaps she should give EoS or Darren a call if she was horny, but decided against it. Who knows, they may have been the close friends of Jason that she slept with, which might explain why they were no longer close.
Me: Too small then?
C: He’s ok.
Me: So what’s the issue?
C: Fuck. This is embarrassing.
Me: Cos you’re discussing your sex life with a stranger?
C: Sort of. Plus you’re my cousins ex. My husband’s close friend as well.
Me: We aren’t that close. So what’s the issue?
C: I’m not very aroused by him.
Me: Since the beginning?
C: No. We weren’t really having a lot of sex to begin with. We just enjoyed each other’s company.
Me: How long have you been together?
C: Married? Or together?
Me: Together.
C: Since JC. On and off.
Me: So around 20 years? Wow.
C: Yeah.
Me: So how many times have you had sex?
C: Can I not tell you that?
Me: Indulge me.
C: Argh. Probably less than 10.
Me: Wow. 20 years together, and you had sex every two years…
C: Last 10 years not so much. Maybe 3 or 4 times?
Me: So to a guy, don’t you see how that may be a problem?
C: Why?
Me: Guys are generally quite horny. I know I am.
C: So how many times do you have sex with your partners? Do not include Isabelle. That I don’t want to know.
Me: Recently, at least once a week, sometimes 3-4 times.
C: She sounds horny as well.
Me: Erm. I potentially have max 5 partners.
I probably shouldn’t include Kate in the current list.
C: What the fuck??
Me: I said potentially.
C: Are you some kind of male escort or what?
Me: No.
C: You mentioned last time you had a partner?
Me: She’s married. Undergoing divorce.
C: And you slept with her?
Me: Yes.
C: What the fuck?
Me: That’s why I said it’s complicated. Not everything is as simple as it seems.
C: And the rest? Your partner ok with it?
Me: She’s ok.
C: How do you know?
Me: They’re all friends. She kind of encourages it.
C: Are you in a cult or something? You need to go to church. My God. What’s wrong with you?
Me: I’m not in a cult. It’s just complicated.
C: You share sex partners. That’s not right. Wait. Is Jason involved in this?
Me: No he’s not.
C: You sure?
Me: You need to talk to him. Really.
C: I was very upset when I found out Jason was sleeping around the first time. Many years ago. We weren’t even married 2 years then.
Me: Did you talk to him?
C: No. Didn’t want to hear his excuses or reasons.
Me: And you slept with his friend?
C: Spur of the moment. For revenge.
Me: And you regret it?
C: I still regret it. A lot.
Me: But you did it again?
C: With a different guy.
Me: Multiple guys? Multiple times?
C: Of course not! What do you think I am? Some kind of slut?
Me: Just trying to see your motivations.
C: It happened every few months. Sometimes he came back and I could smell perfume, or maybe some long hairs that are not mine. I would act like nothing is wrong, but inside I was very angry. Then I would contact his close friends.
Me: Why?
C: I felt they would understand and wouldn’t judge me because they knew what he was doing.
Me: And?
C: And I told them not to tell him. But secretly I hoped they would. So he can feel the pain of betrayal.
Me: What makes you think they’d tell him when you told them not to?
C: They’re his close friends. His good buddies. The people who keep his secrets.
Me: If they kept his secrets why would they keep yours?
C: I don’t know what I was thinking.
Me: So how many? Jason doesn’t seem to have many close friends.
C: Two.
Me: Ok so you cheated twice only. Doesn’t seem that bad.
C: I kept seeing one of them. For years. Until we stopped.
Me: Oh. Wait. You regretted it and you still regret it but you kept on doing it? Why?
C: We were compatible.
Me: Sexually?
C: Yes. He could turn me on with just a touch. I didn’t even need lube like I did when I slept with Jason. He made me feel wanted, desired. He was very good at sex and made me crave for him even though I knew it was wrong.
Me: Did you ask him why he was ok with it?
C: He knew what Jason was doing behind my back.
Me: Doesn’t explain why he’s ok with it?
C: Free sex who doesn’t want?
Me: Sounds like he was doing all the work.
C: Hey… I know how to pleasure a man ok… don’t make it sound like I’m some clueless virgin.
I sort of recalled Jason sharing that she wouldn’t even give him a blowjob but decided against asking about it.
Me: So you see, both you and him are sleeping around behind each other’s backs, hoping either won’t find out, but regret what you’re doing. Yet you won’t talk about it to see how to work things out. Maybe compromise? Since you enjoy each other’s company? Maybe try to have more sex?
C: Does he regret?
Me: I don’t know. Ask him yourself.
C: Have you ever had sex with a woman who wasn’t aroused?
Me: Not that I can recall. Why?
C: Then you won’t know how much it hurts. Even with lube sometimes it still hurts. But what hurts more is that I don’t get that kind of feeling with the person I’m spending my life with.
Me: I don’t use lube. Unless it’s for the other hole.
C: You’re sick.
Me: What? Never tried anal?
C: No. It’s unnatural. And wrong.
Me: You feel sex outside of marriage is wrong. But you still do it.
C: Are you saying I should have anal sex?
Me: That’s not what I’m suggesting.
C: Then?
Me: I’m just saying perhaps you need to have a good chat with him. Since you’re hurting.
C: I really can’t have sex with him. We tried. He doesn’t turn me on.
Me: And you can’t accept him getting his release from others?
C: Am I supposed to?
Me: That’s why you should talk about it. Work something out. Have sex with him.
C: Which part of he doesn’t turn me on are you not understanding?
Me: I think anyone can be turned on. But everyone is different. Just need to figure out which buttons to push.
Suddenly she laughed. It seemed genuine. I hoped maybe it was cheering her up.
C: I’d like to see you try.
Me: What?
C: Sorry. I didn’t mean that.
Me: I know.
C: Only one guy “figured out those buttons”, so to speak.
Me: You enjoy it?
C: Yes. Then I regret afterwards.
Me: And he’s Jason’s close friend. So why don’t you figure out what he’s doing, and tell Jason to do it that way?
C: You mean tell him how I like it?
Me: Yes.
C: It didn’t work.
Me: Pleasure works both ways. Tell him how you like it, then ask him how he likes it.
C: I did tell him. He couldn’t do it.
Me: Meaning?
C: He did the same things as the other guy. I still wasn’t aroused.
Me: Oh well. Maybe this problem is psychological as well as physical.
C: He likes blowjobs. He told me before. But…
Me: What? It’s unnatural?
C: Yes.
Me: Handjobs?
C: Unnatural.
Me: So when you have sex with the other guy, you just lie down and he puts it in?
C: Why are we even talking about this?
Me: It’s fine if you don’t want to share. I’m just trying to understand the situation better.
C: Then what? You’ll give me advice? The guy who fucks around?
Me: Not advice. Maybe just my own experiences, so you can understand as well?
C: What happened to you? I thought you and Isabelle were going to get married?
Me: We broke up.
C: I know. Then you started fucking around?
Me: Sort of.
C: Knew it. Guys are like that.
Me: This isn’t about me. It’s about you and Jason.
C: Fine. I did everything with the other guy. Blowjobs, handjobs… I even let him lick me below. I don’t know why. It didn’t feel unnatural with him.
Me: You enjoyed it?
C: Of course I did. I enjoyed every single part of him. He did things to me that I never dreamed I would. And I did things to him as well.
Me: And then you regretted it. Then did it all over again. Don’t you see the problem here?
C: I wish I could be the same with Jason. But I can’t.
Me: Try harder?
C: It’s tiring.
Me: Since he likes blowjobs, maybe do that?
C: I don’t like to do it.
Me: But you do it with the other guy.
C: We’re compatible.
Me: No. You’re just being impossible. How great can another man’s cock be?
C: Fine! I like his cock ok? The way it felt in my hand, my mouth, deep inside me. It’s like a drug. Jason can’t compare at all. And he can turn me on so easily. And after that I feel like a slut. But I still want it. When I was with him it was easier to ignore everything Jason was doing and be normal with him. Then we stopped when he got married…
Me: So that guy was a distraction of some kind?
C: I guess so. I felt happy when I was with him and the happiness translated to life at home.
Me: How long has it been since you stopped?
C: Couple of years.
Me: Did you find other distractions?
C: No. I only slept with those two guys.
Me: I guess you’re frustrated then. Sexually or otherwise. Why didn’t you look for another distraction? His other friends? Random people?
C: Didn’t want to take a risk that we aren’t compatible. Kind of sucks meeting a guy then realizing that it’s going to hurt, but go through it anyway since I’m already there and I don’t want to disappoint him.
Me: I don’t think you need to go through with it if you find out you’re not compatible right?
C: I’d feel obligated to try. Don’t try, won’t know.
Me: Right.
C: I just want to be happy. Is that so hard?
Me: Are you happy with Jason?
C: Yes.
Me: You said that without hesitation.
C: I am happy. It’s just the things he does that I’m struggling to accept.
Me: That’s why you’re so controlling with him?
C: Yes. I just want to know where he is and what he’s doing. Even if it’s a lie, I just need to know he’ll be back home safely. I can’t lose him.
Me: So even if he’s out fucking someone, you’d want to know as well? As long as he comes home?
C: No. I don’t want to know.
Me: I think I get it now.
C: What?
Me: You’re afraid Jason will fall for someone else because of the sex. Then he’ll leave you. Then you’ll lose your soulmate of sorts?
Crystal started to cry. I passed her a tissue. I guess my guess was right.
Me: Talk to him more. Really. Work things out.
C: We tried.
Me: Try harder. Don’t try, won’t know right?
She suddenly leaned over and hugged me. I got a little uncomfortable as her breasts pressed against my chest. Thank goodness I had already released a massive load before coming here. But her soft breasts were definitely causing a reaction.
C: Thank you. You’re a good guy.
Me: I’m not.
C: You are.
She released me from the hug.
C: Why is there a tent in your pants?
I looked down. The tent was fucking obvious. Maybe I needed looser work pants. Or stop wearing boxers.
Me: Sorry. Natural reaction.
C: God. It’s only a hug. You’re a horny bastard.
Me: Sorry.
C: Really. Thank you. I didn’t expect you to come over. I was just going to drink until I passed out or something.
Me: No worries.
She leaned over and hugged me again, still crying. I gingerly placed my arms around her to hug her back and she pulled me tighter, her soft breasts pressing against me again and my erection strained against my pants.
This wasn’t how I thought I would be spending my National Day’s eve.
I probably should go back to Shirlyn and hug her instead.
I hugged Crystal for awhile longer.
C: Ok. I’m getting a bit uncomfortable.
I let her go.
Me: Why?
C: Your erection.
Me: Erm. It’s not even touching you.
C: I’m uncomfortable that you’re hard just from this.
Me: Oh.
C: Are you horny right now?
Me: No?
C: Huh? Then why are you hard?
Me: Automatic reaction.
C: So it’s not because you want to have sex with me?
Me: Of course not.
C: Oh ok. That’s a relief.
Me: You seem to have very narrow views on sex. And normal body functions.
C: I always thought if a guy is hard he’s horny and he wants to have sex.
Me: Where exactly did you learn this from?
C: Sex education in school?
Me: You know the sex education during our school days was actually pretty bad right?
C: Is it?
Me: Yes.
C: So you’re hard because of an automatic reaction you got when hugging me?
Me: Yup.
C: And you’re not aroused?
Me: Well… it’s a sign of physical arousal I guess. But it doesn’t mean I want to have sex.
C: How come?
Me: Guys do get random erections for no reason at all.
C: That guy always told me, “Look how hard you made me. I’m so horny for you right now. I want to have sex.” Stuff like that.
Me: That’s just talking dirty.
C: But he was really hard. And leaking. “I’m so horny that I’m leaking pre-cum.”
Me: That’s seriously just dirty talk and normal reactions. But guys do leak pre-cum sometimes when they’re aroused. Doesn’t mean they want to have sex..
C: He will run his fingers up my arm and I feel a tingling all over. When Jason does that I don’t feel anything. Just ticklish.
Me: Probably different pressure. Or he stimulated mentally first with his dirty talk.
C: That works?
Me: Apparently it does for you.
C: Why do I suddenly feel like I got conned into having sex with him?
Me: Were you really?
C: I don’t know. I really enjoyed it. It felt so good. But now you’re telling me all this, maybe I was manipulated.
Me: If you were wet it most likely means you were aroused. You wanted it physically and mentally.
C: So he manipulated me mentally into wanting it physically?
Me: Then he must be a very influential person. Or a magician. I don’t see how that is possible. Unless you are weak-minded in the first place.
C: I don’t think I am.
Me: Then you probably really wanted it, and he facilitated the process.
C: But it’s so easy for him to make me wet. Like the first time he started touching me, kissing me, my panties were soaked. Jason tried for years and failed.
Me: I’ve had girls get wet just from blowjobs.
C: Huh.
Me: I’m not kidding. It surprises me too.
C: Maybe he’s a sex god.
Me: Hahaha what?
C: Argh. Let’s stop talking about this. It’s making me want to call him to come over.
Me: Why?
C: I miss having sex with him.
Me: Are you aroused right now? Just by thinking about it?
C: I don’t think so? I’m a bit excited though.
Me: I’ll have to be more crude. Are you getting wet?
C: Of course not. I only get wet when he starts touching me.
Me: I see.
C: Don’t get any funny ideas about touching me…
Me: I’m not.
I took out my phone and tried calling Jason again but his phone was still off.
Me: I’m trying to see where the hell Jason is.
C: Huh? Why?
Me: So that he can come back and try to arouse you?
C: For what?
Me: You’re excited now right? So Jason can try. Then maybe you guys can work things out?
C: Ya right. He can’t arouse me. I don’t know why.
Me: I’m sure he doesn’t know either.
C: But that guy can.
Me: So really, I think the problem is you.
C: Whatever.
Me: Other guys can arouse you but your husband can’t. He tries his best and does what others do but still can’t. High possibility it’s you.
C: Guy. Not guys. I’m not a slut.
Me: Fine. That one other guy. Have you tried calling him during the past few years then?
C: Not close anymore. Don’t want to cause issues with his wife or married life.
Me: How do you know he’s monogamous?
C: Should be. Don’t know.
Me: Did he stop wanting to see you?
C: I don’t know.
Me: I thought you said he stopped seeing you?
C: No, I said we stopped when he got married.
Me: Who initiated it?
C: I did. I just stopped contacting him. I attended his wedding with Jason. He looked so happy.
Me: Ah. So you stopped. Maybe he didn’t. You don’t know. And if you don’t ask you won’t know.
C: I thought you wanted me to try with Jason. But now it seems you’re encouraging me to contact this guy instead.
Me: Why not? It makes you happy. When you’re happy, you’re also happy with Jason and can tolerate whatever nonsense he’s doing outside. Win-win situation right?
C: You’re crazy.
Me: Maybe. But what’s wrong with wanting to be happy?
C: Are you happy fucking around then?
Me: I’m happy that they’re happy.
C: How do you know they’re happy?
Me: Just a feeling.
C: You must be really good at sex then. Making so many girls happy.
Me: I’m ok.
C: But are you truly happy?
Me: I think my issue is that I place others happiness above my own.
C: Doesn’t that hurt sometimes?
Me: It hurt when Isabelle left me just because I chose the Army over her.
C: Are you sure that was the reason?
Me: Yes. Maybe I didn’t give her reassurance or stability.
C: So now you’re happy doing whatever you’re doing?
Me: I’ve little reason to be unhappy.
C: I feel better now after talking to you.
Me: That’s good.
C: And I’ll try with Jason.
Me: Good.
C: But I’m also going to contact the other guy.
Me: Erm.
C: It’s only fair right? Jason gets to fuck around outside. It’s normal for me to do it too.
Me: And if the other guy doesn’t want to?
C: Then I don’t know. Find a compatible one. Maybe.
Me: Well, it’s your life. Your choice. Carpe diem.
C: What did you say?
Me: Carpe diem?
C: Someone said that to me before.
Me: Yeah. Seize the day. You only have one life. Enjoy it.
C: Thank you.
She leaned over to hug me again, but this time she placed one of her hands on my crotch.
Me: What are you doing?
C: Testing to see if you are aroused.
Me: Funny.
But I returned her hug anyway. And thankfully I didn’t get hard despite her soft breasts pressing against me.
Me: I’ve got to go.
C: Thanks for chatting with me.
Me: My pleasure.
I left her place and headed back to the car park. My phone rang. It was Jason.
J: Yes bro. What’s up?
Me: Where are you?
J: With Nat. Why?
Me: Phone died?
J: Yes.
Me: Oh ok. Not going home?
J: Not yet. OH SHIT!
Me: Huh?
J: Fuck… I forgot I was supposed to catch a movie with Crystal.
Me: You’re dead bro. Good luck.
J: Fuck……. Are you home? Can you send me back?
Me: I’m out bro. You better grab or something.
J: Fuck fuck fuck.
Me: Bye.
I ended the call. At least he would be rushing home to try to pacify his wife. I hoped she didn’t manage to contact the other guy and he was actually going over right now. Then again, that would be interesting.
I called Shirlyn and she answered. She seemed to be a little breathless.
Me: I’m on my way back.
S: Oh. Erm. Can you be back in an hour or so? Sorry.
Me: Are you having sex right now?
S: Yes.
Me: Ok bye.
I didn’t need to ask who or why. Her guy probably felt bad and changed his mind.
I had time to kill so I headed to the coffeeshop to get a drink and a quick bite. It was rather late and not many stalls were open so I got a coffee and sat down. Barely five minutes later, Crystal sat down next to me. She had a plate of prata.
Me: Oh. Hello again. I see you’ve decided to wear a bra now.
C: Idiot. I’m out of the house. I have to wear a bra.
Me: Supper?
C: More like dinner.
Me: You drank on an empty stomach?
C: I was upset ok?
Me: Ah.
C: Anyway I texted the guy. He called me back. We chatted briefly.
Me: So he’s coming over?
C: Nope. He’s not feeling well. But he said he’s good for a coffee someday.
Me: And sex?
C: I didn’t exactly ask about that. I’m not so direct ok?
Me: I see. Anyway I managed to get Jason. His phone was dead.
C: And where the fuck is he? Which whore is he fucking?
Me: He doesn’t go to prostitutes. Not that I know of anyway. And if you really want to know more about his activities, you have to ask him. If he comes clean then good. If he doesn’t, then deal with it.
C: I’m going to kill him.
Me: How about you try doing what he likes instead? Like a blowjob?
C: When he just had sex? Are you crazy?
Me: He practices safe sex.
C: He better. Or I’ll bite his dick off.
She chewed furiously on the prata as if she was trying to prove a point.
Me: Well, he’s on his way back. You decide what you wanna do.
C: Why are you still here anyway? Not going home to be with your partner?
Me: I’m not with her tonight. She’s busy.
C: Oh? With another partner then?
Me: Sort of. But I came over to check on you. Now she’s busy too.
C: Is busy a euphemism for having sex?
Me: Maybe.
C: Sorry then. You could have been busy. But you were with me instead.
Me: I was busy. Haha.
C: The fuck.
Me: So I got some time to kill right now.
C: You wanna come up or something?
Me: Nah. Jason’s on the way back.
C: So? It’s not like we’re getting busy or anything…
Me: What if he thinks we got busy?
C: Good for him then.
Me: Nah. You go get busy with him when he’s back.
C: You’re fucking hilarious.
Me: Indeed I am.
C: I think I can understand why so many girls want to get busy with you. It’s not just getting busy. You really can make a person feel at ease and like you just by talking to them.
Me: I think we should stop using busy. It’s getting a little irritating. Haha.
C: I agree.
She finished her prata.
C: Sorry to have kept you busy tonight. Hahahaha.
Me: Right. Really funny.
C: But thank you again.
She stood up and cleared her plate. I finished my coffee as well and cleared the cup. We went to wash our hands.
Me: Well, I’ll make a move first.
C: Have fun being busy.
Me: Argh.
C: Bye.
She headed back in the direction of her house and I headed back to the car park. Along the way, I saw a car pull up to the drop off point and Jason exited hurriedly. The poor guy was practically running back to his house.
And he said he wasn’t hen-pecked.
I sat in the car for awhile before starting the engine and driving back to where Shirlyn was. I wanted to soak in the tub properly this time. And of course, give her the hugs she wanted before I left. But who knows what her state she would be in when I returned.
Perhaps I would even be able to catch a glimpse of her mysterious guy.
I hugged Crystal for awhile longer.
C: Ok. I’m getting a bit uncomfortable.
I let her go.
Me: Why?
C: Your erection.
Me: Erm. It’s not even touching you.
C: I’m uncomfortable that you’re hard just from this.
Me: Oh.
C: Are you horny right now?
Me: No?
C: Huh? Then why are you hard?
Me: Automatic reaction.
C: So it’s not because you want to have sex with me?
Me: Of course not.
C: Oh ok. That’s a relief.
Me: You seem to have very narrow views on sex. And normal body functions.
C: I always thought if a guy is hard he’s horny and he wants to have sex.
Me: Where exactly did you learn this from?
C: Sex education in school?
Me: You know the sex education during our school days was actually pretty bad right?
C: Is it?
Me: Yes.
C: So you’re hard because of an automatic reaction you got when hugging me?
Me: Yup.
C: And you’re not aroused?
Me: Well… it’s a sign of physical arousal I guess. But it doesn’t mean I want to have sex.
C: How come?
Me: Guys do get random erections for no reason at all.
C: That guy always told me, “Look how hard you made me. I’m so horny for you right now. I want to have sex.” Stuff like that.
Me: That’s just talking dirty.
C: But he was really hard. And leaking. “I’m so horny that I’m leaking pre-cum.”
Me: That’s seriously just dirty talk and normal reactions. But guys do leak pre-cum sometimes when they’re aroused. Doesn’t mean they want to have sex..
C: He will run his fingers up my arm and I feel a tingling all over. When Jason does that I don’t feel anything. Just ticklish.
Me: Probably different pressure. Or he stimulated mentally first with his dirty talk.
C: That works?
Me: Apparently it does for you.
C: Why do I suddenly feel like I got conned into having sex with him?
Me: Were you really?
C: I don’t know. I really enjoyed it. It felt so good. But now you’re telling me all this, maybe I was manipulated.
Me: If you were wet it most likely means you were aroused. You wanted it physically and mentally.
C: So he manipulated me mentally into wanting it physically?
Me: Then he must be a very influential person. Or a magician. I don’t see how that is possible. Unless you are weak-minded in the first place.
C: I don’t think I am.
Me: Then you probably really wanted it, and he facilitated the process.
C: But it’s so easy for him to make me wet. Like the first time he started touching me, kissing me, my panties were soaked. Jason tried for years and failed.
Me: I’ve had girls get wet just from blowjobs.
C: Huh.
Me: I’m not kidding. It surprises me too.
C: Maybe he’s a sex god.
Me: Hahaha what?
C: Argh. Let’s stop talking about this. It’s making me want to call him to come over.
Me: Why?
C: I miss having sex with him.
Me: Are you aroused right now? Just by thinking about it?
C: I don’t think so? I’m a bit excited though.
Me: I’ll have to be more crude. Are you getting wet?
C: Of course not. I only get wet when he starts touching me.
Me: I see.
C: Don’t get any funny ideas about touching me…
Me: I’m not.
I took out my phone and tried calling Jason again but his phone was still off.
Me: I’m trying to see where the hell Jason is.
C: Huh? Why?
Me: So that he can come back and try to arouse you?
C: For what?
Me: You’re excited now right? So Jason can try. Then maybe you guys can work things out?
C: Ya right. He can’t arouse me. I don’t know why.
Me: I’m sure he doesn’t know either.
C: But that guy can.
Me: So really, I think the problem is you.
C: Whatever.
Me: Other guys can arouse you but your husband can’t. He tries his best and does what others do but still can’t. High possibility it’s you.
C: Guy. Not guys. I’m not a slut.
Me: Fine. That one other guy. Have you tried calling him during the past few years then?
C: Not close anymore. Don’t want to cause issues with his wife or married life.
Me: How do you know he’s monogamous?
C: Should be. Don’t know.
Me: Did he stop wanting to see you?
C: I don’t know.
Me: I thought you said he stopped seeing you?
C: No, I said we stopped when he got married.
Me: Who initiated it?
C: I did. I just stopped contacting him. I attended his wedding with Jason. He looked so happy.
Me: Ah. So you stopped. Maybe he didn’t. You don’t know. And if you don’t ask you won’t know.
C: I thought you wanted me to try with Jason. But now it seems you’re encouraging me to contact this guy instead.
Me: Why not? It makes you happy. When you’re happy, you’re also happy with Jason and can tolerate whatever nonsense he’s doing outside. Win-win situation right?
C: You’re crazy.
Me: Maybe. But what’s wrong with wanting to be happy?
C: Are you happy fucking around then?
Me: I’m happy that they’re happy.
C: How do you know they’re happy?
Me: Just a feeling.
C: You must be really good at sex then. Making so many girls happy.
Me: I’m ok.
C: But are you truly happy?
Me: I think my issue is that I place others happiness above my own.
C: Doesn’t that hurt sometimes?
Me: It hurt when Isabelle left me just because I chose the Army over her.
C: Are you sure that was the reason?
Me: Yes. Maybe I didn’t give her reassurance or stability.
C: So now you’re happy doing whatever you’re doing?
Me: I’ve little reason to be unhappy.
C: I feel better now after talking to you.
Me: That’s good.
C: And I’ll try with Jason.
Me: Good.
C: But I’m also going to contact the other guy.
Me: Erm.
C: It’s only fair right? Jason gets to fuck around outside. It’s normal for me to do it too.
Me: And if the other guy doesn’t want to?
C: Then I don’t know. Find a compatible one. Maybe.
Me: Well, it’s your life. Your choice. Carpe diem.
C: What did you say?
Me: Carpe diem?
C: Someone said that to me before.
Me: Yeah. Seize the day. You only have one life. Enjoy it.
C: Thank you.
She leaned over to hug me again, but this time she placed one of her hands on my crotch.
Me: What are you doing?
C: Testing to see if you are aroused.
Me: Funny.
But I returned her hug anyway. And thankfully I didn’t get hard despite her soft breasts pressing against me.
Me: I’ve got to go.
C: Thanks for chatting with me.
Me: My pleasure.
I left her place and headed back to the car park. My phone rang. It was Jason.
J: Yes bro. What’s up?
Me: Where are you?
J: With Nat. Why?
Me: Phone died?
J: Yes.
Me: Oh ok. Not going home?
J: Not yet. OH SHIT!
Me: Huh?
J: Fuck… I forgot I was supposed to catch a movie with Crystal.
Me: You’re dead bro. Good luck.
J: Fuck……. Are you home? Can you send me back?
Me: I’m out bro. You better grab or something.
J: Fuck fuck fuck.
Me: Bye.
I ended the call. At least he would be rushing home to try to pacify his wife. I hoped she didn’t manage to contact the other guy and he was actually going over right now. Then again, that would be interesting.
I called Shirlyn and she answered. She seemed to be a little breathless.
Me: I’m on my way back.
S: Oh. Erm. Can you be back in an hour or so? Sorry.
Me: Are you having sex right now?
S: Yes.
Me: Ok bye.
I didn’t need to ask who or why. Her guy probably felt bad and changed his mind.
I had time to kill so I headed to the coffeeshop to get a drink and a quick bite. It was rather late and not many stalls were open so I got a coffee and sat down. Barely five minutes later, Crystal sat down next to me. She had a plate of prata.
Me: Oh. Hello again. I see you’ve decided to wear a bra now.
C: Idiot. I’m out of the house. I have to wear a bra.
Me: Supper?
C: More like dinner.
Me: You drank on an empty stomach?
C: I was upset ok?
Me: Ah.
C: Anyway I texted the guy. He called me back. We chatted briefly.
Me: So he’s coming over?
C: Nope. He’s not feeling well. But he said he’s good for a coffee someday.
Me: And sex?
C: I didn’t exactly ask about that. I’m not so direct ok?
Me: I see. Anyway I managed to get Jason. His phone was dead.
C: And where the fuck is he? Which whore is he fucking?
Me: He doesn’t go to prostitutes. Not that I know of anyway. And if you really want to know more about his activities, you have to ask him. If he comes clean then good. If he doesn’t, then deal with it.
C: I’m going to kill him.
Me: How about you try doing what he likes instead? Like a blowjob?
C: When he just had sex? Are you crazy?
Me: He practices safe sex.
C: He better. Or I’ll bite his dick off.
She chewed furiously on the prata as if she was trying to prove a point.
Me: Well, he’s on his way back. You decide what you wanna do.
C: Why are you still here anyway? Not going home to be with your partner?
Me: I’m not with her tonight. She’s busy.
C: Oh? With another partner then?
Me: Sort of. But I came over to check on you. Now she’s busy too.
C: Is busy a euphemism for having sex?
Me: Maybe.
C: Sorry then. You could have been busy. But you were with me instead.
Me: I was busy. Haha.
C: The fuck.
Me: So I got some time to kill right now.
C: You wanna come up or something?
Me: Nah. Jason’s on the way back.
C: So? It’s not like we’re getting busy or anything…
Me: What if he thinks we got busy?
C: Good for him then.
Me: Nah. You go get busy with him when he’s back.
C: You’re fucking hilarious.
Me: Indeed I am.
C: I think I can understand why so many girls want to get busy with you. It’s not just getting busy. You really can make a person feel at ease and like you just by talking to them.
Me: I think we should stop using busy. It’s getting a little irritating. Haha.
C: I agree.
She finished her prata.
C: Sorry to have kept you busy tonight. Hahahaha.
Me: Right. Really funny.
C: But thank you again.
She stood up and cleared her plate. I finished my coffee as well and cleared the cup. We went to wash our hands.
Me: Well, I’ll make a move first.
C: Have fun being busy.
Me: Argh.
C: Bye.
She headed back in the direction of her house and I headed back to the car park. Along the way, I saw a car pull up to the drop off point and Jason exited hurriedly. The poor guy was practically running back to his house.
And he said he wasn’t hen-pecked.
I sat in the car for awhile before starting the engine and driving back to where Shirlyn was. I wanted to soak in the tub properly this time. And of course, give her the hugs she wanted before I left. But who knows what her state she would be in when I returned.
Perhaps I would even be able to catch a glimpse of her mysterious guy.
I reached back to the car park with 15 minutes to go even though I drove really slowly.
I decided take an even slower walk over to the hotel just in case Shirlyn wasn’t done yet. I would probably reach just on time anyway. While I was extremely curious to see if I could see who her mysterious guy was, part of me actually wanted to let her keep her secrets.
My phone rang as I was walking there. It was Jason. I wondered what he wanted now. Did he figure out that I had been in his house with his wife and was now assuming that I got busy with her? I half-considered not answering, since I was almost reaching the hotel. But curiosity got the better of me.
Me: Hello?
J: You’re wrong bro.
Me: What do you mean?
J: I’m not dead. She didn’t kill me. Not yet anyway.
Me: Crystal didn’t kill you for forgetting the movie?
J: Yeah.
Me: What happened?
J: Something totally unexpected. She asked where I was. And said she wanted me to tell her the truth. No more lies. No more hiding she said.
Me: And?
J: I was a little scared at first and wanted to say I was with you or EoS. But I told her I was with a fuck buddy instead. I was about to tell her who it was but she stopped me and told me that’s all she needed to know.
At least he was smart this time. I couldn’t imagine what would have happened if he said he was with me. Crystal would probably smash a bottle of soju over his head or something.
Me: Wow. Good for you. What made you decide to be honest this time?
J: I don’t know. It somehow felt right. But she looked really pissed. You should have seen the look on her face. I thought she was going to scream at me or something.
Me: So you’re sleeping in your own room tonight?
J: Actually no.
Me: Huh?
J: I don’t know why it happened. Think she’s drunk. But she pushed me onto the sofa and gave me a blowjob. It was so good I nearly cried when I came in her mouth. She even swallowed.
Me: You nearly cried?
J: You didn’t hear that. I’m just so happy now. Tears of joy.
For a second there I thought either she was extremely rough with him, or possibly hilariously bad at giving head considering she supposedly only sucked one other cock before.
Me: You said she never gave you a blowjob before right?
J: Not like this. I thought I probably would have no reaction cos you know how good Nat’s blowjobs are.
Me: Uh huh.
J: I wonder how long it took to get her this good. The technique and all that. How much practice she must have had.
Me: Hang on a second.
J: I know she had a guy. He told me about it. It feels good that I can finally come clean with her about myself as well.
Me: You knew all along? And you were ok with it? Even though she was doing things with another guy that she didn’t do with you?
J: Yeah. I wanted to confess to her long ago. Would have made things easier actually. Like the way it is with Darren and Nat. But I didn’t dare to. You know how fierce she is. But I know we weren’t sexually compatible. Whatever she was doing, whoever she was doing it with, I felt it made her happy and we were both happy as a result so I just left it as it is.
Me: How long have you known?
J: Since the start actually. The guy was pretty upfront about it. So I told him to continue.
Me: Interesting. Yet you always said what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.
J: They’ve been at it for awhile, just like me and Nat, but things were going fine until he got married. I could tell she was getting more, erm, angsty? But I still didn’t dare to tell her about what I was doing.
Me: Ah. So that was why you cut down the times you met Nat?
J: Initially I didn’t. But I could sense Crystal wasn’t happy. Thank goodness you came into the picture with Nat.
Me: Right… But why are you chatting with me now? Shouldn’t you be with her?
J: She’s showering. I couldn’t get it up. Nat wore me out just now. I bet she’s really pissed about it. Haha.
Me: Then she’s probably really going to kill you. Use your fingers or your mouth or something dumbass.
J: I don’t go down. Not my style. Fingers… ok. Worth a shot maybe.
Me: I think you should stop being a chauvinist and pleasure your wife for once. Like maybe shave or trim as well? Less bushy maybe she’ll be more inclined to blow you.
J: Oh damn. You still remember that dick pic.
His audition pic for the threesome with Jasmine was something that was hard to forget.
Me: Of course.
J: Right bro. Anyway, thanks for calling me. I wouldn’t have gone home this early otherwise. But why did you call me anyway?
I nearly didn’t know how to reply to that.
Me: Oh. It was nothing. I was just a little bored since Jasmine is busy tonight.
J: No wonder you aren’t home. Which girl are you with today then? Shirlyn? Felicia? Someone new? Maybe you should go find Nat, I kind of left her halfway.
Part of me wanted to take credit for what just happened, but I decided it was better that some things remained secret. Like why the hell his horny wife would call me of all people when she’s drunk. And why I went over anyway when there’s no good reason to do so. Although now I knew he was actually ok with her sleeping with other men, and was glad he finally managed to relieve the burden of his own that he had been carrying for so long.
Me: Nah. I’m just hanging around the office.
J: You have no life. You wanna come over for a drink later or something? I’ll ask Crystal for permission if she doesn’t kill me. Easier to talk and besides you sort of know her right? Your ex’s cousin.
I had little intention to head back there and pretend that I didn’t know what was going on. Besides, Shirlyn was waiting for me.
Me: Not really. Go be with your wife. Join her in the shower or something.
J: I’m not sure she’ll like that.
Me: Don’t try you won’t know.
J: Right bro. If something happens to me, please tell EoS. He’ll execute my will.
Me: Very funny. I guess I’m gonna carry on with my work.
J: Alright then. Bye.
Me: Bye.
I don’t know why but I felt a slight sense of achievement after hearing what Jason said. But my best guess was that Crystal was already horny anyway, and if I didn’t have any self-control, I might have fallen victim to my old ways of wanting to please everyone, especially when she checked if I was still getting hard from hugging. The old me would probably have whipped out my dick and asked her to check properly with her hands and if it wasn’t getting hard, maybe add some saliva to it.
I reached the lobby of the hotel and texted Shirlyn.
Me: I’m back.
S: Come up then. He left already. I’ve gotten new towels.
Me: Did you get them to change the sheets?
S: Erm. No.
Me: Right.
S: He didn’t make me squirt. It’s fine.
Me: Right.
S: I’m actually mildly disappointed.
Me: Oh?
S: I’ll tell you when you come up.
Me: Ok.
I headed up and entered the room. She was wrapped up in the bathrobe and sitting at the edge of the bed, hugging her legs to her chest.
Me: You ok?
S: Yeah. How’s Crystal?
Me: Drunk. Or really high. I don’t really know.
S: Did you sleep with her?
Me: No.
S: Oh. I thought you would, seems like something you would do. Haha. I didn’t know how long you’d take so I called the guy to come over for a quickie.
Me: I thought he wasn’t free.
S: When I said quickie only, he suddenly was free and flew over.
Me: Something tells me you didn’t really enjoy it though.
S: Oh I did. He’s a beast in bed. But…
Me: But?
S: I feel like he used me.
Me: Meaning?
S: Like fuck and go. I asked for hugs, he said it’s a quickie. Showered by himself, then left.
Me: It’s expected right? Pleasure himself then leave.
S: I guess so. But to be fair he did fuck me well. But I probably shouldn’t have done it. Guess I had enough of such fun for now. Maybe I should stop bothering EoS as well.
I don’t know if that statement was meant to throw me off the trail as she knew I still suspected EoS was her mysterious guy.
Me: You do what you need to do. Anyway I’m here now.
S: Tell me what happened with Crystal?
Me: Nah. Let me shower and soak awhile then I’ll hug you.
S: I want to know what happened.
Me: Nothing much. Other than she puked all over the place and I cleaned it up.
S: Really? Did you clean her up too? Hahaha.
Me: I barely know her. Any inappropriate behaviour and I’d probably be in lock-up now.
S: Ya right. Who can resist your charms? I’ll run a bath for you. We’ll soak together ok?
Me: Ok.
I certainly did not remember her buying so many bath bombs in the different flavours the last time but she threw another one into the tub. This time, she made sure the water wasn’t too hot so I didn’t have to wait to get in. I rinsed myself first as she removed the bathrobe and got in first. I slid in after her, in the same position as before and she lay on me again.
S: I’m actually pretty sore now.
Me: He fucked you hard?
S: Extremely. Like I said. A beast. So many positions.
Me: Right.
S: But he didn’t do my favourite position. Should get you to teach him.
Me: No way. Trade secret.
S: Kidding lah! I don’t think I’ll see him again. Unless it’s for car park quickies.
Me: Is that what you really want?
S: I really don’t know right now. But why are we talking about me? I wanna know about Crystal!
Me: Really nothing happened. We just chatted. And hugged. Sort of.
S: Wah. You hugged her?
Me: Actually she hugged me first.
S: That’s daring.
Me: I seem to recall somebody started kissing me when I was in her storeroom.
S: Oi!
She turned her body to the side and tried to snuggle against my chest while in the tub. Unfortunately, it wasn’t exactly comfortable for either of us as the tub wasn’t that big. I tried to stroke her hair but the position was awkward. Her hand absentmindedly moved towards my dick and she started stroking me under the bubbles.
S: Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to share you with others.
Me: Erm.
S: I know what you want to say. It’s Jasmine who’s sharing you.
Me: Yeah.
S: Do you really think you’ll end up with her after all?
Me: I really don’t know. I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.
S: Then I don’t care. I’m going to enjoy it as much as I can until that day comes.
Me: What if it doesn’t?
S: Then I guess you’ll have a choice to make.
Me: What choice?
S: Who do you want to be happy with?
Me: I think you know I’m easily satisfied.
S: That’s why we are all taking advantage of you.
Me: Are you?
S: Probably. We’re all selfish that way I guess. I’m surprised Felicia has stopped. Maybe Darren is enough for her. Or maybe she’s feeling lost since Alicia left. But I think no one really cares about what you really want. Probably because you don’t know what you really want.
Me: I’m happy with Jasmine.
S: And yet you’re here with me because you want me to be happy too right?
Me: Maybe.
S: I think I’m going to be really sad if one day Jasmine puts a stop to all this.
Me: You’re aware it may happen. You can prepare yourself.
S: Yeah. Why do you think I’m getting to know others?
Me: EoS will never be a real option for you. He’s married.
S: I know. But somehow I feel he cares about others needs and wants more than his own. Like you do.
Me: And your other guy is married too… I don’t know what you’re thinking.
S: Seeking temporary comfort?
Me: It’s not healthy?
S: Even with you it’s temporary.
Me: Yeah.
S: Maybe even if you marry Jasmine you’ll be like Darren and Nat.
Me: Maybe.
S: And you still haven’t told me much about Crystal!
Me: There’s really nothing to tell.
S: Why was she drunk?
Me: She was upset.
S: Huh. Isn’t that like overreacting a little bit? He only missed a movie right? And she already knew he’s fucking around.
Me: I don’t know. They’re just… an odd couple who need to communicate more.
S: So when you went over, what happened?
Me: Nothing. She opened the door then started vomiting. So I helped to clean up. Then we sat down to chat. Then she hugged me. Then I left. Then I saw Jason come back.
S: And?
Me: She’s quite narrow minded about sex. Jason said she’s a staunch Christian. When I was talking to her she was saying things like blowjobs and handjobs are unnatural.
S: Huh? Luckily I’m not very religious. You’ve no idea how much I enjoy playing with cocks.
Me: What.
S: It’s satisfying. To tease a guy and see how he reacts. How aroused he can be.
Me: But strangely, with her other guy, she would do anything with him. Or almost anything.
S: Wow.
Me: She kept talking about sexual compatibility. Jason as well. I guess not everyone can be completely compatible in every aspect.
S: Interesting though. She has a guy outside, he has a girl outside and they both assume that either one doesn’t know about it and pretend everything is ok?
Me: Funnily enough, they both know.
S: Huh?
Me: Crystal sort of knew he was fucking around, all she wanted was for him to be honest with her. But he’s too afraid of her.
S: Is she scary?
Me: I’m not sure. But the way she talks to him can be quite fierce.
S: Some guys find that a turn on.
Me: Yeah.
S: So which of his close friends was she sleeping with?
Me: She didn’t explicitly say. But Jason told me he knew from the start.
S: So weird.
Me: Yeah. Apparently he always wanted to confess to her but couldn’t do it. Until just now.
S: Oh?
Me: Yeah. He was with Nat and his phone died. He rushed home. I saw him running back just as I was leaving.
S: Hahahaha. He’s so dead.
Me: Apparently not.
S: Ah.
Me: She actually gave him a blowjob which he said was so good he nearly cried.
S: What the. Have you cried from a blowjob before?
Me: I think it’s just a figure of speech.
S: Ok. She seems really weird. I thought she was angry. If I was angry with you, I probably wouldn’t want to speak to you at all.
Me: Actually I think she was just horny and lonely.
S: What makes you say so?
Me: She seemed to be getting excited when we were talking about her other guy. Like how he was the only one who could turn her on and make her do things she never thought she would do.
S: Oh.
Me: Also, she checked if I was getting hard when we hugged.
S: You what?
Me: I got a random erection during the first hug. Was trying to explain to her how random erections work.
S: She was touching your cock???
Me: Over my pants.
S: How bold.
Me: She also wasn’t wearing a bra. Could feel her nipples when she hugged me.
S: Most girls don’t wear bras at home. And I think she was horny for you. Hahahaha.
Me: Nah. If she was, I would be here right now.
S: You didn’t give in, so she had to settle for Jason instead.
Me: That’s plausible I guess.
S: Lucky you came so much just now. Otherwise I might have more competition to deal with.
Me: I think they’re finally working things out between themselves. But then he asked me if I wanted to go over for a drink.
S: Oh. Go then. Maybe a threesome is going to happen.
Me: Nah. I’d rather be here hugging you.
I tried my best to wrap my arms around her and finally found a suitable position in the tub to do so comfortably.
S: You’re too sweet.
Soon enough, we actually fell asleep in the tub, and only woke up when the water got too cold. We dragged ourselves to shower before heading to bed to cuddle again.
I checked my phone before that and there were no messages from Jason asking me to go over. I guess he and Crystal were busy.
As we fell asleep in each other’s arms, I felt happy. But she was right, it was probably more of a happiness because I felt I could make her happy, and not because I’m truly happy, like a bro here mentioned, from the bottom of my heart.
I reached back to the car park with 15 minutes to go even though I drove really slowly.
I decided take an even slower walk over to the hotel just in case Shirlyn wasn’t done yet. I would probably reach just on time anyway. While I was extremely curious to see if I could see who her mysterious guy was, part of me actually wanted to let her keep her secrets.
My phone rang as I was walking there. It was Jason. I wondered what he wanted now. Did he figure out that I had been in his house with his wife and was now assuming that I got busy with her? I half-considered not answering, since I was almost reaching the hotel. But curiosity got the better of me.
Me: Hello?
J: You’re wrong bro.
Me: What do you mean?
J: I’m not dead. She didn’t kill me. Not yet anyway.
Me: Crystal didn’t kill you for forgetting the movie?
J: Yeah.
Me: What happened?
J: Something totally unexpected. She asked where I was. And said she wanted me to tell her the truth. No more lies. No more hiding she said.
Me: And?
J: I was a little scared at first and wanted to say I was with you or EoS. But I told her I was with a fuck buddy instead. I was about to tell her who it was but she stopped me and told me that’s all she needed to know.
At least he was smart this time. I couldn’t imagine what would have happened if he said he was with me. Crystal would probably smash a bottle of soju over his head or something.
Me: Wow. Good for you. What made you decide to be honest this time?
J: I don’t know. It somehow felt right. But she looked really pissed. You should have seen the look on her face. I thought she was going to scream at me or something.
Me: So you’re sleeping in your own room tonight?
J: Actually no.
Me: Huh?
J: I don’t know why it happened. Think she’s drunk. But she pushed me onto the sofa and gave me a blowjob. It was so good I nearly cried when I came in her mouth. She even swallowed.
Me: You nearly cried?
J: You didn’t hear that. I’m just so happy now. Tears of joy.
For a second there I thought either she was extremely rough with him, or possibly hilariously bad at giving head considering she supposedly only sucked one other cock before.
Me: You said she never gave you a blowjob before right?
J: Not like this. I thought I probably would have no reaction cos you know how good Nat’s blowjobs are.
Me: Uh huh.
J: I wonder how long it took to get her this good. The technique and all that. How much practice she must have had.
Me: Hang on a second.
J: I know she had a guy. He told me about it. It feels good that I can finally come clean with her about myself as well.
Me: You knew all along? And you were ok with it? Even though she was doing things with another guy that she didn’t do with you?
J: Yeah. I wanted to confess to her long ago. Would have made things easier actually. Like the way it is with Darren and Nat. But I didn’t dare to. You know how fierce she is. But I know we weren’t sexually compatible. Whatever she was doing, whoever she was doing it with, I felt it made her happy and we were both happy as a result so I just left it as it is.
Me: How long have you known?
J: Since the start actually. The guy was pretty upfront about it. So I told him to continue.
Me: Interesting. Yet you always said what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.
J: They’ve been at it for awhile, just like me and Nat, but things were going fine until he got married. I could tell she was getting more, erm, angsty? But I still didn’t dare to tell her about what I was doing.
Me: Ah. So that was why you cut down the times you met Nat?
J: Initially I didn’t. But I could sense Crystal wasn’t happy. Thank goodness you came into the picture with Nat.
Me: Right… But why are you chatting with me now? Shouldn’t you be with her?
J: She’s showering. I couldn’t get it up. Nat wore me out just now. I bet she’s really pissed about it. Haha.
Me: Then she’s probably really going to kill you. Use your fingers or your mouth or something dumbass.
J: I don’t go down. Not my style. Fingers… ok. Worth a shot maybe.
Me: I think you should stop being a chauvinist and pleasure your wife for once. Like maybe shave or trim as well? Less bushy maybe she’ll be more inclined to blow you.
J: Oh damn. You still remember that dick pic.
His audition pic for the threesome with Jasmine was something that was hard to forget.
Me: Of course.
J: Right bro. Anyway, thanks for calling me. I wouldn’t have gone home this early otherwise. But why did you call me anyway?
I nearly didn’t know how to reply to that.
Me: Oh. It was nothing. I was just a little bored since Jasmine is busy tonight.
J: No wonder you aren’t home. Which girl are you with today then? Shirlyn? Felicia? Someone new? Maybe you should go find Nat, I kind of left her halfway.
Part of me wanted to take credit for what just happened, but I decided it was better that some things remained secret. Like why the hell his horny wife would call me of all people when she’s drunk. And why I went over anyway when there’s no good reason to do so. Although now I knew he was actually ok with her sleeping with other men, and was glad he finally managed to relieve the burden of his own that he had been carrying for so long.
Me: Nah. I’m just hanging around the office.
J: You have no life. You wanna come over for a drink later or something? I’ll ask Crystal for permission if she doesn’t kill me. Easier to talk and besides you sort of know her right? Your ex’s cousin.
I had little intention to head back there and pretend that I didn’t know what was going on. Besides, Shirlyn was waiting for me.
Me: Not really. Go be with your wife. Join her in the shower or something.
J: I’m not sure she’ll like that.
Me: Don’t try you won’t know.
J: Right bro. If something happens to me, please tell EoS. He’ll execute my will.
Me: Very funny. I guess I’m gonna carry on with my work.
J: Alright then. Bye.
Me: Bye.
I don’t know why but I felt a slight sense of achievement after hearing what Jason said. But my best guess was that Crystal was already horny anyway, and if I didn’t have any self-control, I might have fallen victim to my old ways of wanting to please everyone, especially when she checked if I was still getting hard from hugging. The old me would probably have whipped out my dick and asked her to check properly with her hands and if it wasn’t getting hard, maybe add some saliva to it.
I reached the lobby of the hotel and texted Shirlyn.
Me: I’m back.
S: Come up then. He left already. I’ve gotten new towels.
Me: Did you get them to change the sheets?
S: Erm. No.
Me: Right.
S: He didn’t make me squirt. It’s fine.
Me: Right.
S: I’m actually mildly disappointed.
Me: Oh?
S: I’ll tell you when you come up.
Me: Ok.
I headed up and entered the room. She was wrapped up in the bathrobe and sitting at the edge of the bed, hugging her legs to her chest.
Me: You ok?
S: Yeah. How’s Crystal?
Me: Drunk. Or really high. I don’t really know.
S: Did you sleep with her?
Me: No.
S: Oh. I thought you would, seems like something you would do. Haha. I didn’t know how long you’d take so I called the guy to come over for a quickie.
Me: I thought he wasn’t free.
S: When I said quickie only, he suddenly was free and flew over.
Me: Something tells me you didn’t really enjoy it though.
S: Oh I did. He’s a beast in bed. But…
Me: But?
S: I feel like he used me.
Me: Meaning?
S: Like fuck and go. I asked for hugs, he said it’s a quickie. Showered by himself, then left.
Me: It’s expected right? Pleasure himself then leave.
S: I guess so. But to be fair he did fuck me well. But I probably shouldn’t have done it. Guess I had enough of such fun for now. Maybe I should stop bothering EoS as well.
I don’t know if that statement was meant to throw me off the trail as she knew I still suspected EoS was her mysterious guy.
Me: You do what you need to do. Anyway I’m here now.
S: Tell me what happened with Crystal?
Me: Nah. Let me shower and soak awhile then I’ll hug you.
S: I want to know what happened.
Me: Nothing much. Other than she puked all over the place and I cleaned it up.
S: Really? Did you clean her up too? Hahaha.
Me: I barely know her. Any inappropriate behaviour and I’d probably be in lock-up now.
S: Ya right. Who can resist your charms? I’ll run a bath for you. We’ll soak together ok?
Me: Ok.
I certainly did not remember her buying so many bath bombs in the different flavours the last time but she threw another one into the tub. This time, she made sure the water wasn’t too hot so I didn’t have to wait to get in. I rinsed myself first as she removed the bathrobe and got in first. I slid in after her, in the same position as before and she lay on me again.
S: I’m actually pretty sore now.
Me: He fucked you hard?
S: Extremely. Like I said. A beast. So many positions.
Me: Right.
S: But he didn’t do my favourite position. Should get you to teach him.
Me: No way. Trade secret.
S: Kidding lah! I don’t think I’ll see him again. Unless it’s for car park quickies.
Me: Is that what you really want?
S: I really don’t know right now. But why are we talking about me? I wanna know about Crystal!
Me: Really nothing happened. We just chatted. And hugged. Sort of.
S: Wah. You hugged her?
Me: Actually she hugged me first.
S: That’s daring.
Me: I seem to recall somebody started kissing me when I was in her storeroom.
S: Oi!
She turned her body to the side and tried to snuggle against my chest while in the tub. Unfortunately, it wasn’t exactly comfortable for either of us as the tub wasn’t that big. I tried to stroke her hair but the position was awkward. Her hand absentmindedly moved towards my dick and she started stroking me under the bubbles.
S: Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to share you with others.
Me: Erm.
S: I know what you want to say. It’s Jasmine who’s sharing you.
Me: Yeah.
S: Do you really think you’ll end up with her after all?
Me: I really don’t know. I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.
S: Then I don’t care. I’m going to enjoy it as much as I can until that day comes.
Me: What if it doesn’t?
S: Then I guess you’ll have a choice to make.
Me: What choice?
S: Who do you want to be happy with?
Me: I think you know I’m easily satisfied.
S: That’s why we are all taking advantage of you.
Me: Are you?
S: Probably. We’re all selfish that way I guess. I’m surprised Felicia has stopped. Maybe Darren is enough for her. Or maybe she’s feeling lost since Alicia left. But I think no one really cares about what you really want. Probably because you don’t know what you really want.
Me: I’m happy with Jasmine.
S: And yet you’re here with me because you want me to be happy too right?
Me: Maybe.
S: I think I’m going to be really sad if one day Jasmine puts a stop to all this.
Me: You’re aware it may happen. You can prepare yourself.
S: Yeah. Why do you think I’m getting to know others?
Me: EoS will never be a real option for you. He’s married.
S: I know. But somehow I feel he cares about others needs and wants more than his own. Like you do.
Me: And your other guy is married too… I don’t know what you’re thinking.
S: Seeking temporary comfort?
Me: It’s not healthy?
S: Even with you it’s temporary.
Me: Yeah.
S: Maybe even if you marry Jasmine you’ll be like Darren and Nat.
Me: Maybe.
S: And you still haven’t told me much about Crystal!
Me: There’s really nothing to tell.
S: Why was she drunk?
Me: She was upset.
S: Huh. Isn’t that like overreacting a little bit? He only missed a movie right? And she already knew he’s fucking around.
Me: I don’t know. They’re just… an odd couple who need to communicate more.
S: So when you went over, what happened?
Me: Nothing. She opened the door then started vomiting. So I helped to clean up. Then we sat down to chat. Then she hugged me. Then I left. Then I saw Jason come back.
S: And?
Me: She’s quite narrow minded about sex. Jason said she’s a staunch Christian. When I was talking to her she was saying things like blowjobs and handjobs are unnatural.
S: Huh? Luckily I’m not very religious. You’ve no idea how much I enjoy playing with cocks.
Me: What.
S: It’s satisfying. To tease a guy and see how he reacts. How aroused he can be.
Me: But strangely, with her other guy, she would do anything with him. Or almost anything.
S: Wow.
Me: She kept talking about sexual compatibility. Jason as well. I guess not everyone can be completely compatible in every aspect.
S: Interesting though. She has a guy outside, he has a girl outside and they both assume that either one doesn’t know about it and pretend everything is ok?
Me: Funnily enough, they both know.
S: Huh?
Me: Crystal sort of knew he was fucking around, all she wanted was for him to be honest with her. But he’s too afraid of her.
S: Is she scary?
Me: I’m not sure. But the way she talks to him can be quite fierce.
S: Some guys find that a turn on.
Me: Yeah.
S: So which of his close friends was she sleeping with?
Me: She didn’t explicitly say. But Jason told me he knew from the start.
S: So weird.
Me: Yeah. Apparently he always wanted to confess to her but couldn’t do it. Until just now.
S: Oh?
Me: Yeah. He was with Nat and his phone died. He rushed home. I saw him running back just as I was leaving.
S: Hahahaha. He’s so dead.
Me: Apparently not.
S: Ah.
Me: She actually gave him a blowjob which he said was so good he nearly cried.
S: What the. Have you cried from a blowjob before?
Me: I think it’s just a figure of speech.
S: Ok. She seems really weird. I thought she was angry. If I was angry with you, I probably wouldn’t want to speak to you at all.
Me: Actually I think she was just horny and lonely.
S: What makes you say so?
Me: She seemed to be getting excited when we were talking about her other guy. Like how he was the only one who could turn her on and make her do things she never thought she would do.
S: Oh.
Me: Also, she checked if I was getting hard when we hugged.
S: You what?
Me: I got a random erection during the first hug. Was trying to explain to her how random erections work.
S: She was touching your cock???
Me: Over my pants.
S: How bold.
Me: She also wasn’t wearing a bra. Could feel her nipples when she hugged me.
S: Most girls don’t wear bras at home. And I think she was horny for you. Hahahaha.
Me: Nah. If she was, I would be here right now.
S: You didn’t give in, so she had to settle for Jason instead.
Me: That’s plausible I guess.
S: Lucky you came so much just now. Otherwise I might have more competition to deal with.
Me: I think they’re finally working things out between themselves. But then he asked me if I wanted to go over for a drink.
S: Oh. Go then. Maybe a threesome is going to happen.
Me: Nah. I’d rather be here hugging you.
I tried my best to wrap my arms around her and finally found a suitable position in the tub to do so comfortably.
S: You’re too sweet.
Soon enough, we actually fell asleep in the tub, and only woke up when the water got too cold. We dragged ourselves to shower before heading to bed to cuddle again.
I checked my phone before that and there were no messages from Jason asking me to go over. I guess he and Crystal were busy.
As we fell asleep in each other’s arms, I felt happy. But she was right, it was probably more of a happiness because I felt I could make her happy, and not because I’m truly happy, like a bro here mentioned, from the bottom of my heart.
We woke up the next day just in time to go for the buffet breakfast. Part of me was actually wondering if Shirlyn had really planned this staycation of sorts for her other guy, or was it merely a ruse to be with me. She could definitely afford it, but it didn’t make any sense spending 2 to 3 hundreds on a single night hotel to be with a guy you didn’t really know. But ultimately it didn’t really matter. She got to have me, as well as the other guy, and she also got the hugs she wanted. She seemed happy so why should I even bother about the reasons?
I sent her home after checking out and headed back home to find Kate in the kitchen wearing just an oversized t-shirt.
K: Oh hello.
Me: Ah. You spent the night?
K: Duh. You better be careful. I might steal your girl. Hahahaha.
Me: Right.
K: So how was your night?
Me: What do you mean?
K: You spent it with Shirlyn right?
Me: Yes?
K: Strange. I thought you’d be like crawling home or something. Jasmine was saying that she thinks Shirlyn is super horny these days. Not sure what’s up with her. We kinda expected her to devour you.
Me: Right. We had sex once.
K: Once only? Few hours?
Me: Maybe 15 minutes?
K: What? Wow. I eat pussy for longer than that.
Me: So do I.
K: Ya right.
Me: It wasn’t all about the sex. We cuddled and stuff.
K: Oh. You’re that kind of guy.
Me: Huh?
K: The sensitive type. Haha. Rare breed. No wonder she likes even though you cum so fast. Hahaha.
Me: Very funny.
K: Aren’t you worried?
Me: About?
K: She’s going to fall for you.
Me: She probably already has.
K: Huh?
Me: Alicia too.
K: Really?
Me: I think so.
K: Maybe stop cuddling so much?
Me: They like it.
K: Do you?
Me: It’s ok I guess.
K: Well, to each his own. I just hope you know what you’re doing. Sometimes you really need to just fuck and forget. Can’t be good to have so many girls falling for you. Especially if you’re going to be with Jasmine.
Me: I know.
K: Good then. Now go and fuck her. Hahaha.
Me: What?
K: I don’t have a real dick. There’s a limit to what I can do.
Me: I’ve seen your strap-on.
K: Not the same. Sometimes I do wonder what a real dick would feel like inside of me.
Me: How do you know Jasmine wants to be fucked?
K: Hahahaha. Cos she screamed your name when she came.
Me: What…
K: I burst out laughing. Couldn’t stop myself. Then she realised it wasn’t you.
Me: Were you using the strap-on?
K: No. Just my mouth and fingers.
Me: Right.
K: Strap-on she’d know it wasn’t you. Hahahaha.
Me: Yeah. Your strap-on is too big.
K: Which means your skills are top-notch. Or at least as good as mine.
Me: I think I’m decent.
K: Wanna put that to the test?
Me: Not really.
K: You don’t even know what I have in mind.
Me: I’m getting slightly concerned.
K: You know I got aroused sucking your cock right?
Me: I knew it.
K: What?
Me: You want me to fuck you.
K: I’ve considered it. Haha. But I haven’t asked Jasmine yet.
Me: I’ll politely decline.
K: Awwwww…
Me: Seriously, why though?
K: Try only la. I’m damn sure I’ll still prefer girls at the end of it.
Me: Right. Then you can ask any other guy. Why me?
K: Why not? You’re the most convenient.
Me: Knew it.
K: And based on what they say, you always try your best. Hahahahaha.
Me: Right.
K: Plus I trust you I guess?
Me: That’s not a very good reason.
K: Still. I’ll ask Jasmine when she wakes up. Hahahaha.
Me: Does Jasmine prefer girls now?
K: No. Trust me.
Me: I seem to be having more sex with others instead of her.
K: She’s just exploring the other side. It’s normal. Even Rebecca is exploring. You can explore too.
Me: Explore my other side? You mean with a guy?
K: Actually I was referring to Rebecca. But if you swing the other way…
Me: God no.
K: No to guys or Rebecca.
Me: Both.
K: You rejected her so many times. She can’t figure out why. Either you’re gay or she’s not that appealing. If only she knows the truth, that you’re the stud that’s pleasuring two girls in the office. And I’ve also verified that your cock is working just fine.
Me: Well, she’s not that appealing to me.
K: You’re a strange guy then. Of all the girls in the office, I’d gone for Rebecca first. If I was a guy anyway. Then Jasmine, Shirlyn, Cheryl and Joan.
Me: And you did. Sort of.
K: Yup. She’s actually pretty docile in bed. Jasmine is actually quite domineering. And Shirlyn’s boobs. Wow. You lucky guy. I want more of that.
Me: I don’t need to know.
K: Weren’t you with her last night?
Me: I was.
K: So you’re not able to perform now?
Me: Eh… seriously… what do you want?
K: I want to see if I really was aroused because I was sucking your cock.
Me: Can we just take it as a yes?
K: I need verification. Science experiment.
Me: I’m not horny.
K: Aww…. You’re not attracted by me?
Me: It’s different yeah.
Suddenly she removed her t-shirt.
Me: Hey….
K: Notice anything?
Me: Erm.
K: Ok la. Maybe you didn’t notice before but I used to bind my chest.
Me: Ah..that I did notice.
K: I stopped.
She cupped her boobs and jiggled them.
K: See! Not so small after all right?
Me: Oh ya. Your hair is longer too. You’re trying to be more feminine?
K: Maybe. Haha.
Me: Please put your clothes back on.
Kate moved closer to me and stroked my arm.
K: Doesn’t the sight of a naked woman turn you on?
She grabbed my crotch.
K: Ah. Ok. Guess not. Haha.
The bedroom door opened.
J: You two are too noisy.
K: Sorry.
J: Why are you naked? Trying to tempt him?
K: Yeah. Sorry. Should have asked first.
J: Oh no worries. Go ahead. This I wanna see.
Me: Jasmine!
I looked at her, shaking my head.
J: Look, I think she trying to see if she’s bi instead of les. I think this is a safe environment for her to explore her sexuality.
Me: Right.
J: And you’re too nice to turn her down.
Me: Well…
J: And I really wanna watch.
Me: I need to shower first.
Jasmine took me by the hand and turned to Kate.
J: I’ll warm him up for you.
She practically dragged me to the bathroom and ripped off my clothes, grabbing my dick and wanking it as she pushed me into the shower.
Me: Can I not?
She placed her finger on my lips.
J: Do it for me baby.
I probably should have cringed. And this was probably a situation where I should have taken Jason’s advice and exerted my dominance. But somehow, all I wanted to do was fulfil Jasmine’s every desire.
She soaped me up, rinsed me, then dried me, pushing me out onto the bed.
J: There. All clean.
Me: Erm.
K: Lie down.
I did as I was told and Kate got between my legs, picking up the cocktail sausage with her thumb and index finger, pulling back the foreskin. I felt her tongue swirling around, before she wrapped her lips around it, and started tracing the alphabet again. Her other hand grabbed at my balls, but I flinched slightly so she probably realised she used too much strength.
My fully hard dick popped out of her mouth with a loud slurp and she wanked me slowly, while running her fingertips around my balls.
Me: Ok. Test succeeded. You got me hard.
Kate laughed.
K: The test was to see if I got wet. And…
She reached down and slid a finger in, moved it around in circles before withdrawing it.
K: I don’t fucking believe this.
She showed us her finger. The sheen around it confirmed that she had indeed gotten herself wet from sucking my dick.
K: Wow.
Jasmine smiled. It looked evil to me.
J: So, what do you want to do next?