Tuesday morning I went to work with a massive migraine, but had no idea where it came from. I had slept well the night before after sending June home. I really didn’t give much thought to the harmless flirting I did with her at the end of the night.
I wondered how valid her logic was though, to make Jasmine jealous in order for her to appreciate me more. It might not have been phrased that way, but I was pretty sure that was the intention. And to find a married woman, someone who couldn’t have a proper relationship with me, wasn’t that defeating the purpose of making Jasmine jealous? The perfect candidate would be someone who had the ability to take me away from Jasmine completely. Perhaps her married woman analogy was a little flawed, or perhaps she was secretly hinting that she wanted me to seduce her despite openly stating that size mattered.
But was Jasmine even the type who would get jealous easily? I didn’t think so. Even when Rebecca showed some sort of interest in me, Jasmine’s request was for me to fuck her hard and wipe that smirk off her face, though that might have been said in jest. Even the incident with Crystal, she was pretty nonchalant about it, and perhaps even facilitated the event a little too easily. It made me wonder if she was really interested in being with me only after her divorce was finalized.
To address some queries.
Great sex. Can there be great sex without love? Of course. But what exactly is great sex? I wouldn’t term the sex I’ve been having as great. Yes it feels good, and I have an abundance of it with multiple partners of my choosing. But something is missing that would make it truly great. That of course would be love. For sex to be truly great I feel there should be an element of love in it, but I can’t really say I know or understand what exactly love is. I thought I loved Isabelle. We were supposed to get married, but apparently I “loved” my job more. I don’t know what I had with Ann, but it probably wasn’t love. It was probably more of a longing to be desired by someone else that I assumed at the time she could and would provide, until the truth about her polygamy was revealed anyway. And with Jasmine, it was more of a familial comfort that came with getting close to someone, to share your hopes and thoughts with, someone to go home to. But that isn’t love either is it?
I don’t think it’s easy to define, or to explain what love is. And everyone has a different understanding and expectation for love. Netflix and Ben & Jerry’s is just something I’d do with Jasmine because she likes doing it, and I want her to be happy. But is that love? I don’t think so. But maybe we all have different opinions on the topic. Maybe nobody truly can explain what love is.
Am I jealous that Jasmine may have other lovers? I guess I am. If she tells me about it then I can manage my expectations and reactions. Take Kate for example. Once she told me, it wasn’t such a big of a deal. I guess I really only was affected by what happened with Darren that one time.
With Shirlyn is way different. I don’t really care who she’s seeing or fucking. And that probably is the difference. I get jealous over what Jasmine may be doing but am not bothered by what Shirlyn is doing. I don’t know why there is a discrepancy there. Perhaps I don’t really have strong feelings for Shirlyn, or in this case, is it “love” that I have for Jasmine?
Yes, there is the occasional feeling of emptiness, the physical pleasure is great but sometimes I do crave for something more to fill the void. Honestly, the feeling I get from Jasmine does that. But sometimes, I also feel that something isn’t right, but I don’t want to force her to tell me about it.
Rebecca caught me stoning at my desk when she came in.
R: Hungover?
Me: Just a migraine.
R: Due to alcohol? Bo jio.
Me: I really didn’t drink last night. Unless you count coffee and coconut shake.
R: You look terrible.
Me: I do?
She called Kate over as soon as she stepped into the office.
R: He looks terrible right?
Kate looked at me.
K: Probably didn’t sleep well. Over-exerted?
R: From what?
K: I saw him hanging out with a busty chick last night.
R: What the fuck?
Me: That’s just a friend.
R: So now you fuck your friends?
Me: Not saying anything.
R: I keep jioing you and you reject me.
Me: I was really just hanging out with a friend. We weren’t even drinking alcohol. We didn’t have sex.
R: Ya right.
K: Maybe you’re not busty enough. Haha.
R: Can’t believe he’s so shallow. Then go for Shirlyn lor! She’s got the biggest boobs among all of us!
Just as she said that, Shirlyn walked into the office.
S: I heard my name.
R: Ya. We’re just saying Mark should go after you since you have the biggest boobs here.
S: Err…
R: He’s so shallow right? Going out with girls because of their chest size.
S: I don’t know. You ask him la.
Shirlyn seemed to turn red and retreated into her office.
R: Hahaha! Don’t know why she’s so shy.
Me: Don’t disturb her la.
R: You really like big breasted girls is it?
Me: No…
R: Then why are you protecting her? Hahaha.
Me: I’m not. Aren’t we all a little too old for such juvenile teasing?
R: No? You’re not fun at all.
Me: I don’t need to this childish to have fun.
R: Prove it.
Me: I’ll go drinking with you tonight.
R: What?
Me: I’ll hang out with you tonight.
R: For real?
K: Wow. Is he trying to prove he’s ok with your chest size? Haha!
Me: Nah, size doesn’t matter. I’m free tonight and kind of bored.
R: You sure you don’t want to hang out with Shirlyn? Her breasts are bigger. And if size doesn’t matter, then Kate is a target too.
K: He’s got things that I don’t appreciate. I don’t like sausage and eggs for breakfast. Or dinner for that matter.
Me: It’s not the size la. But yeah, I’ll hang out with you. And it’s not as though we never hung out before.
R: That’s not counted.
Me: Why not? I even sent you home.
R: Never mind. Make sure you don’t play me out tonight.
Rebecca took out her phone and made a call.
R: Hello? Can I make an appointment for lunchtime?
Kate frowned at her.
K: What appointment is that? We have a lunch meeting later.
R: Oh shit. Never mind. You can attend without me, just make the decisions on my behalf. This appointment is more important.
K: What appointment?
R: Waxing.
She glanced at me and smirked.
K: Ah. Ok. I agree that’s more important.
Me: Erm.
R: We’re really going drinking right?
Me: I guess so. But I won’t drink too much. Have to drive.
R: Ok. I’ll drink then.
She smirked at me again. Kate smirked at me too.
As they went back to their desks, I received a message from Kate.
K: Remember what I told you about her. Otherwise, have fun?
Me: It’s just hanging out. I’m not going to do anything.
K: Hanging out must be your new secret code for fucking around.
Me: It’s not.
K: Lucky Jasmine is overseas.
Me: She’s back tomorrow.
K: Is that why you’re meeting others every single day?
Me: I’m not meeting them for sex.
K: With your weird relationship, you probably could and she wouldn’t mind.
Me: I kind of figured that out already.
But I somehow wondered if this really was going to be the night I fulfilled Jasmine’s wish of wiping the smirk off Rebecca’s face.
Shirlyn called me into the office just before the end of the work day.
S: You’re going drinking with Rebecca tonight?
Me: Yes?
S: Why?
Me: Why not?
S: Are you going to sleep with her?
Me: Are you asking as a superior or as a partner?
S: Am I even your partner?
Me: Not really.
S: Then I’m asking as a superior.
Me: What’s the issue?
S: Nothing. Just need to remind you of the boundaries.
Me: What boundaries? I’ve even slept with you!
S: That’s not what I meant. You know her character. She’ll announce to the whole world if you sleep with her.
Me: And?
S: You’re reputation? Don’t you care about it?
Me: Do I even have a reputation that I should care about?
S: Up to you then.
Me: Are you jealous?
S: No? Why should I be? I’ve got a hot date tonight.
Me: Really?
S: Fine. Not a date. Just meeting my guy.
Me: Ah. That’s good.
S: Why?
Me: You’re having sex right?
S: So? It’s just sex. Good way to destress.
Me: It is.
S: Are you stressed?
Me: A little?
S: Then are you sleeping with Rebecca?
Me: No. Why does everyone assume I’m going to? Same case with June. I only had dinner with her.
S: And I thought 3 of us would be good enough for you.
Me: Wow. What’s this. You are jealous.
S: Maybe a little. I’d rather be with you than my guy.
Me: Want me to cancel on Rebecca?
S: No. I’m getting good sex tonight.
Me: You don’t get good sex with me?
S: Of course I do. But you’re different. You make me fall for you with the things you do. This guy just fucks. Hard. You… make love?
Me: That sounds like it comes from 50 shades of grey.
S: Yeah yeah. Wondering where his red room is.
Me: I can really cancel on her you know.
S: No. I want to meet him. It’s been quite sometime I’ve had a good fuck. Not that yours aren’t good… but…
Me: I understand la.
S: Whatever it is, just make sure you and Rebecca are nowhere near Kovan 81 tonight.
Me: Don’t think she wants durians. But sure. Thought you’d avoid that place though.
S: No choice. It’s the nearest to our respective houses.
Me: Book a better hotel?
S: Crazy. He’s not you. Why do I want to spend the extra money.
Me: I seem to recall you booking one recently.
S: Ya. Big mistake. He only wants quickies. You mean if I booked a better hotel you’ll come over after that?
Me: We have to work tomorrow.
S: See. No point. Just make sure Rebecca isn’t in that area.
Me: Ok.
I left her office and found Rebecca waiting for me.
R: Still on right?
Me: Yes?
R: Good. I’m so fucking horny after my waxing.
Me: What? I said drinks, nothing else.
R: Oh come on! Which guy would go out and drink with a girl and not expect to bring her home?
Me: Me?
R: I’m fucking sure you’re gay now.
Me: Just because I won’t sleep with you?
R: I could probably be naked and trying to seduce you and you’d just be lying there like a block of wood.
Me: Haha. Maybe.
R: Should I invite Ken then? He’s a guy. Maybe you like his ass.
Me: What the fuck.
R: Eh…. Let’s go have durians at Kovan instead! Maybe can catch Ken and Cheryl.
Me: Whatever for.
R: There’s a hotel 81 what. I saw them go in last time.
Her plan wasn’t good. I needed a way to distract her from that area otherwise there was a very good chance that she might see Shirlyn and whoever her FWB was. While I was curious to find out as well, somehow I felt it was necessary to protect her privacy.
Me: I’d rather go to your house than go to a hotel 81.
R: Excellent idea.
It was a trap and I almost fell into it.
Me: I meant as an alternative. And I don’t eat durians.
R: Really?
Me: You’re just finding some excuse to get me into bed for whatever reason.
R: Yup.
Me: I’m not going to sleep with you.
R: Argh..
Me: Didn’t I introduce Darren to you?
R: You did.
Me: And?
R: He cums so fast.
Me: And he recovers fast too.
R: He does.. but- Wait. How would you know that?
Me: Oh. I assumed.
R: You’re lying.
Me: Fine. I had a threesome with him before.
R: Hahahaha! So you aren’t gay?
Me: You just assumed I was.
R: Wait. Was it a gay thing anyway. Did he fuck your ass?
Me: No it wasn’t and he didn’t.
R: Fuck. I didn’t know you’re this kinky and open.
Me: It was a long time ago.
R: Wanna a have threesome instead?
Me: No?
R: I’ll call Darren now. See if he’s free.
Me: I don’t want a threesome.
R: What if I call another girl? Or you ask that busty chick you were with yesterday.
Me: Have you gone crazy?
R: No. But I’m getting very excited now.
Me: Please. We’re just drinking. Hanging out. Nothing more. No durians, no hotels.
R: Such a killjoy.
Me: Have you thought about where you want to go yet?
R: I want to skip the drinking and go straight to fucking.
Me: You’re nuts.
R: And very very horny. Thanks to you.
Me: What did I do?
R: Oh yeah. You didn’t do anything. I’m getting horny for no reason.
Me: If you want sex, I’m afraid you’ll have to find someone else. I’ll call Darren.
R: Argh. Ok. Fine. At least I know I’ll get fucked.
I dropped Darren a text. He responded almost immediately.
D: Kinda impromptu but sure. Where?
I asked Rebecca.
Me: He’s down. Where?
R: My place. Can you send me home?
Me: What? Now?
R: How soon can he be there?
Me: Probably half an hour.
R: Oh. Fantastic. We’ll drink some other time.
Me: I’ll think about it.
So I dropped Rebecca at her house and went straight home. Seemed like I managed to dodge an imaginary bullet there. Not that I was going to sleep with her, but who knows what might have happened if I did? Kate did warn me before that Rebecca could get sticky.
Wednesday was no different from any other day of the week, except Jasmine was back. She took a late flight back and arrived in the wee hours of the morning. She was still asleep when I left for work.
Midway through the day, Jasmine still had not shown up and I was wondering what was going on.
R: Wah so shiok. Can go overseas then straight away MC when she’s back.
That was like one of the first times Rebecca didn’t refer to Jasmine as “that bitch”. She must have had a good night.
Me: Jasmine?
R: Who else? She just submitted her MC. 7 days somemore. Don’t know who she fucked there and got covid.
Me: Hahaha. What?
R: Serious. She got covid.
Me: Oh.
I dropped her a text.
Me: Heard you got covid. Need anything?
J: Nah. I can order via Grab. Concentrate on your work.
Me: Ok.
I headed home after work and Jasmine had already put my stuff in Alicia’s room, along with two bottles of Dettol spray with a note telling me to disinfect again.
I could hear her coughing badly inside the master bedroom.
I knocked on the door.
Me: You ok? Need any food?
J: Yeah I’m fine. Don’t need anything.
Me: Ok. Don’t disturb you then.
I went to shower and then checked out Grab and Shopee supermarket to see what I could get that might make her quarantine more tolerable.
I stocked up on lozenges, 100plus, coconut water, some canned/instant soups in case she got hungry and didn’t want to order in.
I guess her quarantine would also be a good time for me to reflect on the relationship as well, but I wasn’t about to head off on my own on some overseas trip. Not when I should hang around in case she needed me.
Shirlyn called me into the office just before the end of the work day.
S: You’re going drinking with Rebecca tonight?
Me: Yes?
S: Why?
Me: Why not?
S: Are you going to sleep with her?
Me: Are you asking as a superior or as a partner?
S: Am I even your partner?
Me: Not really.
S: Then I’m asking as a superior.
Me: What’s the issue?
S: Nothing. Just need to remind you of the boundaries.
Me: What boundaries? I’ve even slept with you!
S: That’s not what I meant. You know her character. She’ll announce to the whole world if you sleep with her.
Me: And?
S: You’re reputation? Don’t you care about it?
Me: Do I even have a reputation that I should care about?
S: Up to you then.
Me: Are you jealous?
S: No? Why should I be? I’ve got a hot date tonight.
Me: Really?
S: Fine. Not a date. Just meeting my guy.
Me: Ah. That’s good.
S: Why?
Me: You’re having sex right?
S: So? It’s just sex. Good way to destress.
Me: It is.
S: Are you stressed?
Me: A little?
S: Then are you sleeping with Rebecca?
Me: No. Why does everyone assume I’m going to? Same case with June. I only had dinner with her.
S: And I thought 3 of us would be good enough for you.
Me: Wow. What’s this. You are jealous.
S: Maybe a little. I’d rather be with you than my guy.
Me: Want me to cancel on Rebecca?
S: No. I’m getting good sex tonight.
Me: You don’t get good sex with me?
S: Of course I do. But you’re different. You make me fall for you with the things you do. This guy just fucks. Hard. You… make love?
Me: That sounds like it comes from 50 shades of grey.
S: Yeah yeah. Wondering where his red room is.
Me: I can really cancel on her you know.
S: No. I want to meet him. It’s been quite sometime I’ve had a good fuck. Not that yours aren’t good… but…
Me: I understand la.
S: Whatever it is, just make sure you and Rebecca are nowhere near Kovan 81 tonight.
Me: Don’t think she wants durians. But sure. Thought you’d avoid that place though.
S: No choice. It’s the nearest to our respective houses.
Me: Book a better hotel?
S: Crazy. He’s not you. Why do I want to spend the extra money.
Me: I seem to recall you booking one recently.
S: Ya. Big mistake. He only wants quickies. You mean if I booked a better hotel you’ll come over after that?
Me: We have to work tomorrow.
S: See. No point. Just make sure Rebecca isn’t in that area.
Me: Ok.
I left her office and found Rebecca waiting for me.
R: Still on right?
Me: Yes?
R: Good. I’m so fucking horny after my waxing.
Me: What? I said drinks, nothing else.
R: Oh come on! Which guy would go out and drink with a girl and not expect to bring her home?
Me: Me?
R: I’m fucking sure you’re gay now.
Me: Just because I won’t sleep with you?
R: I could probably be naked and trying to seduce you and you’d just be lying there like a block of wood.
Me: Haha. Maybe.
R: Should I invite Ken then? He’s a guy. Maybe you like his ass.
Me: What the fuck.
R: Eh…. Let’s go have durians at Kovan instead! Maybe can catch Ken and Cheryl.
Me: Whatever for.
R: There’s a hotel 81 what. I saw them go in last time.
Her plan wasn’t good. I needed a way to distract her from that area otherwise there was a very good chance that she might see Shirlyn and whoever her FWB was. While I was curious to find out as well, somehow I felt it was necessary to protect her privacy.
Me: I’d rather go to your house than go to a hotel 81.
R: Excellent idea.
It was a trap and I almost fell into it.
Me: I meant as an alternative. And I don’t eat durians.
R: Really?
Me: You’re just finding some excuse to get me into bed for whatever reason.
R: Yup.
Me: I’m not going to sleep with you.
R: Argh..
Me: Didn’t I introduce Darren to you?
R: You did.
Me: And?
R: He cums so fast.
Me: And he recovers fast too.
R: He does.. but- Wait. How would you know that?
Me: Oh. I assumed.
R: You’re lying.
Me: Fine. I had a threesome with him before.
R: Hahahaha! So you aren’t gay?
Me: You just assumed I was.
R: Wait. Was it a gay thing anyway. Did he fuck your ass?
Me: No it wasn’t and he didn’t.
R: Fuck. I didn’t know you’re this kinky and open.
Me: It was a long time ago.
R: Wanna a have threesome instead?
Me: No?
R: I’ll call Darren now. See if he’s free.
Me: I don’t want a threesome.
R: What if I call another girl? Or you ask that busty chick you were with yesterday.
Me: Have you gone crazy?
R: No. But I’m getting very excited now.
Me: Please. We’re just drinking. Hanging out. Nothing more. No durians, no hotels.
R: Such a killjoy.
Me: Have you thought about where you want to go yet?
R: I want to skip the drinking and go straight to fucking.
Me: You’re nuts.
R: And very very horny. Thanks to you.
Me: What did I do?
R: Oh yeah. You didn’t do anything. I’m getting horny for no reason.
Me: If you want sex, I’m afraid you’ll have to find someone else. I’ll call Darren.
R: Argh. Ok. Fine. At least I know I’ll get fucked.
I dropped Darren a text. He responded almost immediately.
D: Kinda impromptu but sure. Where?
I asked Rebecca.
Me: He’s down. Where?
R: My place. Can you send me home?
Me: What? Now?
R: How soon can he be there?
Me: Probably half an hour.
R: Oh. Fantastic. We’ll drink some other time.
Me: I’ll think about it.
So I dropped Rebecca at her house and went straight home. Seemed like I managed to dodge an imaginary bullet there. Not that I was going to sleep with her, but who knows what might have happened if I did? Kate did warn me before that Rebecca could get sticky.
Wednesday was no different from any other day of the week, except Jasmine was back. She took a late flight back and arrived in the wee hours of the morning. She was still asleep when I left for work.
Midway through the day, Jasmine still had not shown up and I was wondering what was going on.
R: Wah so shiok. Can go overseas then straight away MC when she’s back.
That was like one of the first times Rebecca didn’t refer to Jasmine as “that bitch”. She must have had a good night.
Me: Jasmine?
R: Who else? She just submitted her MC. 7 days somemore. Don’t know who she fucked there and got covid.
Me: Hahaha. What?
R: Serious. She got covid.
Me: Oh.
I dropped her a text.
Me: Heard you got covid. Need anything?
J: Nah. I can order via Grab. Concentrate on your work.
Me: Ok.
I headed home after work and Jasmine had already put my stuff in Alicia’s room, along with two bottles of Dettol spray with a note telling me to disinfect again.
I could hear her coughing badly inside the master bedroom.
I knocked on the door.
Me: You ok? Need any food?
J: Yeah I’m fine. Don’t need anything.
Me: Ok. Don’t disturb you then.
I went to shower and then checked out Grab and Shopee supermarket to see what I could get that might make her quarantine more tolerable.
I stocked up on lozenges, 100plus, coconut water, some canned/instant soups in case she got hungry and didn’t want to order in.
I guess her quarantine would also be a good time for me to reflect on the relationship as well, but I wasn’t about to head off on my own on some overseas trip. Not when I should hang around in case she needed me.
While Jasmine isolated herself until the next Friday at the very least, I got busy doing my own things, which were basically just stoning in my room whenever I was home, in case Jasmine needed me for whatever reason. Yes, I was like a loyal dog whose probably didn’t really care about. Unfortunately, her ART on Friday was still positive so she continued to quarantine herself.
Work was slowly getting back to normal after all the outstanding paperwork was cleared. Rebecca stopped bugging me to hang out with her somehow, I guess Darren reignited something in her that night. Shirlyn was also pretty busy preparing the quarterly reports for the boss, but suddenly fell ill on Thursday and was on MC for 2 days.
I mainly hung out with Kate, having lunch, and discussing whatever work related things we needed to discuss. Friday just before work Kate decided to check up on me further.
K: How’s Jasmine?
Me: Sick?
K: I mean symptoms wise? Mild? Severe?
Me: Probably normal, if it was severe she’d be in the hospital.
K: And she’s been hiding in her room ever since?
Me: Yup.
K: You know you probably won’t catch it again this quickly right?
Me: Yeah. But I just respect her wishes.
K: Right… heard you didn’t go home with Rebecca that day?
Me: Yup. I didn’t.
K: She’s been raving about Darren’s cock all week.
Me: Good for her.
K: You missed your chance.
Me: I’m really not interested.
K: Yeah. I figured. How’s life otherwise?
Me: Normal? I’m just on standby in case Jasmine needs anything.
K: Why? She’s a grown woman.
Me: Why not? I live in the same house.
K: Silly. Just go out. Have fun. You have so many women to choose from.
Me: Technically so do you.
K: Haha! One is sick and one currently wants a big dick. My strap on is practically useless now.
Me: Oh right.
K: Anyway, I don’t think Jasmine is into this for the long term. I’m just someone who happens to be here, happens to let her explore her sexuality.
Me: I see.
K: Seriously. It’s not like we’re going to get married or something.
Me: True.
K: Anyway, just live your life ok? Don’t be so tied down to someone who isn’t that ready to tie herself down again.
Me: Is there something you know that I don’t?
K: Nah. Just stating observations.
Me: Ok.
That night I reached back and found a note on my door.
J: Thanks for being around. Sorry I didn’t tell you I was going overseas. Sorry for being sick.
I knocked on her door but there was no response. I tried opening it but it was locked. Perhaps she was sleeping.
I had not had dinner yet so I headed to the coffeeshop and bumped into Nat.
N: Hey! I was just about to text you.
Me: Oh?
N: Erm yeah? It’s Friday night…
Me: Where’s Jason?
N: Cancelled on me. Apparently there’s some flu bug going around? Jason says Crystal is sick, and he’s not feeling too good herself.
Me: Covid? Jasmine’s got covid.
N: Yeah I heard but nah. They’re negative. Probably just the flu.
Me: Probably. Shirlyn is sick too. Maybe it’s a new strain of covid. Haha.
N: Don’t be an ass. If it was a new strain we’d hear about it on the news.
Me: True.
N: So… my place later?
Me: I guess so?
N: Great! See you there then.
I headed over to Nat’s place after dinner. She was already waiting for me on the sofa in a nightgown.
Me: Can I shower first?
N: Go ahead.
She pointed towards the bathroom.
Me: Do you want to shower together?
N: Whatever for?
Me: Never mind.
N: Hahahahaha. I only want sex. There’s no intimacy here. Don’t need any, not gonna provide any.
I went to shower anyway. It was indeed kind of strange that I actually had my own towel in someone else’s house.
Nat immediately ripped off the towel wrapped around my waist and slipped my cock into her mouth.
N: You can talk you know. I’ll listen and try not to laugh.
Me: Very funny.
She got me to full hardness within a minute then pushed me onto the sofa, capped me and got on top, sliding it in.
N: Something’s bothering you. I more or less know. But you need to say it.
Me: I’m fine.
N: You’re obviously not fine. Your cocks fine though. That’s a good thing. For me.
Me: Right.
N: So?
Me: So what?
N: Are you going to say what’s bothering you.
Me: Well-
N: Hang on! I’m cumming!
She trembled as she rode herself to orgasm, rested for a second, then started again.
N: Ah. Ok. Carry on.
Me: I-
N: Oh god. Here it comes again!
Me: Someone’s horny today.
She convulsed slightly more violently this time.
N: Your cock feels way harder today.
Me: You’re cumming pretty fast too.
N: Yeah. holy shit!
She came again and collapsed onto me, catching her breath. With someone else, it was probably a sign to kiss them, but with Nat, I just let her lay her head on my shoulder.
N: Fuck you… why are you twitching??!!
Me: I’m not?
N: Argh….
In reality I was making my dick twitch on purpose.
She got off and sat next to me
N: Asshole. You know I’m easily aroused.
Me: I do.
N: So you gonna tell me what’s wrong?
Me: I don’t like this.
N: I know. What’s new? You feel used. But you do it cos you wanna make Jasmine happy. Make me happy. Make the whole world happy.
Me: Something like that.
N: You know most guys will jump at the chance to have multiple partners just to brag to his friends about how alpha male he is?
Me: Not me.
N: Precisely. You’re not even beta male. Whatever that means.
Me: It’s just me.
N: You wanna make the whole world happy but you aren’t happy. What’s the point? When was the last time you actually did something for yourself? Or fucked someone hard because you felt the overwhelming desire to do so? And not because it makes them happy?
Me: Well… I did arouse Crystal just to show her it wasn’t hard.
N: Did you fuck her because you wanted to?
Me: Not really.
N: See. I also recall you fucked me hard only when I asked you to.
Me: Well….
N: So it’s just you. Your problems are created by your mindset.
Me: Well….
N: Until you change your mindset, you’ll be like this.
Me: What about Jasmine?
N: What about her? She likes you. I can tell.
Me: And yet she disappeared again.
N: So what?
Me: What if she was with another guy?
N: Again. So what? I’m with you right now. Darren’s happy that I’m happy.
Me: You and Darren are unique creatures.
N: You can get jealous over what Jasmine does, but deal with it. And be comforted that at the end of the day she’s with you.
Me: I don’t know that.
N: If you don’t know that, and she doesn’t know that, then maybe you two shouldn’t be together in the first place. Have you talked to her about your relationship yet?
Me: Nope. Not exactly.
N: Then talk to her? Once you two know what you really want everything will be a lot easier.
Me: I hope so.
N: Not everyone can be like me and Darren. We have an understanding and acceptance. Once you get that with your partner, whoever it may be, you’ll know that’s who you wanna be with.
Me: We’ll see.
N: Now… do you wanna cum?
Me: Nah. I’m good.
N: Hahaha. Then it’s really just you allowing yourself to be used by anyone and everyone.
Me: I can live with that.
N: Hahahaha. So can I.
She ripped condom off my deflated cock.
N: And now I’m gonna suck you dry. Whether you like it or not.
She slipped me into her warm, wet mouth again. I tried to pull her up.
Me: You don’t have to.
N: Shut up and just enjoy it.
She went back down and proceeded to suck the living daylights out of me.
While Jasmine isolated herself until the next Friday at the very least, I got busy doing my own things, which were basically just stoning in my room whenever I was home, in case Jasmine needed me for whatever reason. Yes, I was like a loyal dog whose probably didn’t really care about. Unfortunately, her ART on Friday was still positive so she continued to quarantine herself.
Work was slowly getting back to normal after all the outstanding paperwork was cleared. Rebecca stopped bugging me to hang out with her somehow, I guess Darren reignited something in her that night. Shirlyn was also pretty busy preparing the quarterly reports for the boss, but suddenly fell ill on Thursday and was on MC for 2 days.
I mainly hung out with Kate, having lunch, and discussing whatever work related things we needed to discuss. Friday just before work Kate decided to check up on me further.
K: How’s Jasmine?
Me: Sick?
K: I mean symptoms wise? Mild? Severe?
Me: Probably normal, if it was severe she’d be in the hospital.
K: And she’s been hiding in her room ever since?
Me: Yup.
K: You know you probably won’t catch it again this quickly right?
Me: Yeah. But I just respect her wishes.
K: Right… heard you didn’t go home with Rebecca that day?
Me: Yup. I didn’t.
K: She’s been raving about Darren’s cock all week.
Me: Good for her.
K: You missed your chance.
Me: I’m really not interested.
K: Yeah. I figured. How’s life otherwise?
Me: Normal? I’m just on standby in case Jasmine needs anything.
K: Why? She’s a grown woman.
Me: Why not? I live in the same house.
K: Silly. Just go out. Have fun. You have so many women to choose from.
Me: Technically so do you.
K: Haha! One is sick and one currently wants a big dick. My strap on is practically useless now.
Me: Oh right.
K: Anyway, I don’t think Jasmine is into this for the long term. I’m just someone who happens to be here, happens to let her explore her sexuality.
Me: I see.
K: Seriously. It’s not like we’re going to get married or something.
Me: True.
K: Anyway, just live your life ok? Don’t be so tied down to someone who isn’t that ready to tie herself down again.
Me: Is there something you know that I don’t?
K: Nah. Just stating observations.
Me: Ok.
That night I reached back and found a note on my door.
J: Thanks for being around. Sorry I didn’t tell you I was going overseas. Sorry for being sick.
I knocked on her door but there was no response. I tried opening it but it was locked. Perhaps she was sleeping.
I had not had dinner yet so I headed to the coffeeshop and bumped into Nat.
N: Hey! I was just about to text you.
Me: Oh?
N: Erm yeah? It’s Friday night…
Me: Where’s Jason?
N: Cancelled on me. Apparently there’s some flu bug going around? Jason says Crystal is sick, and he’s not feeling too good herself.
Me: Covid? Jasmine’s got covid.
N: Yeah I heard but nah. They’re negative. Probably just the flu.
Me: Probably. Shirlyn is sick too. Maybe it’s a new strain of covid. Haha.
N: Don’t be an ass. If it was a new strain we’d hear about it on the news.
Me: True.
N: So… my place later?
Me: I guess so?
N: Great! See you there then.
I headed over to Nat’s place after dinner. She was already waiting for me on the sofa in a nightgown.
Me: Can I shower first?
N: Go ahead.
She pointed towards the bathroom.
Me: Do you want to shower together?
N: Whatever for?
Me: Never mind.
N: Hahahahaha. I only want sex. There’s no intimacy here. Don’t need any, not gonna provide any.
I went to shower anyway. It was indeed kind of strange that I actually had my own towel in someone else’s house.
Nat immediately ripped off the towel wrapped around my waist and slipped my cock into her mouth.
N: You can talk you know. I’ll listen and try not to laugh.
Me: Very funny.
She got me to full hardness within a minute then pushed me onto the sofa, capped me and got on top, sliding it in.
N: Something’s bothering you. I more or less know. But you need to say it.
Me: I’m fine.
N: You’re obviously not fine. Your cocks fine though. That’s a good thing. For me.
Me: Right.
N: So?
Me: So what?
N: Are you going to say what’s bothering you.
Me: Well-
N: Hang on! I’m cumming!
She trembled as she rode herself to orgasm, rested for a second, then started again.
N: Ah. Ok. Carry on.
Me: I-
N: Oh god. Here it comes again!
Me: Someone’s horny today.
She convulsed slightly more violently this time.
N: Your cock feels way harder today.
Me: You’re cumming pretty fast too.
N: Yeah. holy shit!
She came again and collapsed onto me, catching her breath. With someone else, it was probably a sign to kiss them, but with Nat, I just let her lay her head on my shoulder.
N: Fuck you… why are you twitching??!!
Me: I’m not?
N: Argh….
In reality I was making my dick twitch on purpose.
She got off and sat next to me
N: Asshole. You know I’m easily aroused.
Me: I do.
N: So you gonna tell me what’s wrong?
Me: I don’t like this.
N: I know. What’s new? You feel used. But you do it cos you wanna make Jasmine happy. Make me happy. Make the whole world happy.
Me: Something like that.
N: You know most guys will jump at the chance to have multiple partners just to brag to his friends about how alpha male he is?
Me: Not me.
N: Precisely. You’re not even beta male. Whatever that means.
Me: It’s just me.
N: You wanna make the whole world happy but you aren’t happy. What’s the point? When was the last time you actually did something for yourself? Or fucked someone hard because you felt the overwhelming desire to do so? And not because it makes them happy?
Me: Well… I did arouse Crystal just to show her it wasn’t hard.
N: Did you fuck her because you wanted to?
Me: Not really.
N: See. I also recall you fucked me hard only when I asked you to.
Me: Well….
N: So it’s just you. Your problems are created by your mindset.
Me: Well….
N: Until you change your mindset, you’ll be like this.
Me: What about Jasmine?
N: What about her? She likes you. I can tell.
Me: And yet she disappeared again.
N: So what?
Me: What if she was with another guy?
N: Again. So what? I’m with you right now. Darren’s happy that I’m happy.
Me: You and Darren are unique creatures.
N: You can get jealous over what Jasmine does, but deal with it. And be comforted that at the end of the day she’s with you.
Me: I don’t know that.
N: If you don’t know that, and she doesn’t know that, then maybe you two shouldn’t be together in the first place. Have you talked to her about your relationship yet?
Me: Nope. Not exactly.
N: Then talk to her? Once you two know what you really want everything will be a lot easier.
Me: I hope so.
N: Not everyone can be like me and Darren. We have an understanding and acceptance. Once you get that with your partner, whoever it may be, you’ll know that’s who you wanna be with.
Me: We’ll see.
N: Now… do you wanna cum?
Me: Nah. I’m good.
N: Hahaha. Then it’s really just you allowing yourself to be used by anyone and everyone.
Me: I can live with that.
N: Hahahaha. So can I.
She ripped condom off my deflated cock.
N: And now I’m gonna suck you dry. Whether you like it or not.
She slipped me into her warm, wet mouth again. I tried to pull her up.
Me: You don’t have to.
N: Shut up and just enjoy it.
She went back down and proceeded to suck the living daylights out of me.
I wanted to head home after being drained by Nat. While it was physically satisfying, it couldn’t be said the same about my state of mind.
Somehow I bumped into Darren at the lift lobby downstairs.
D: Done already bro?
Me: Yeah.
D: Ah. Wanna have a drink?
Me: Now?
D: Why not?
Me: Just us?
D: And Nat? I’d call the guys and have an impromptu boys night but they all seem to be sick.
Me: There’s only 2 other guys in our group. I know Jason is unwell. But EoS?
D: Apparently he’s unwell too. I was kind of bored just now and wanted to catch up since he’s sort of disappeared for awhile.
Me: Some flu bug I guess. According to Nat.
D: I was telling her maybe it’s a new strain of covid. Haha.
Me: That’s exactly what I said too.
D: Who knows. Tons of cases not reported these days. Mask optional. I’m sure there’ll be some irresponsible people walking around.
Me: So coincidental that everyone we know is falling sick huh.
D: What do you mean?
Me: Jasmine, EoS, Shirlyn, Crystal and Jason.
D: Ah. I get it. Haha.
Me: In my mind Jasmine went overseas with EoS, got covid, then he got some mild strain, came back, passed it to Shirlyn and Crystal, and Crystal passed it to Jason.
D: You’re too suspicious bro. But I like the way you think.
Me: Makes sense right?
D: Makes sense if he’s even involved with any of them.
Me: He stopped denying his involvement. Haha.
D: I think he’s just a convenient scapegoat. But I think he’s changed.
Me: Maybe.
D: How come I’m not a suspect?
Me: Because you’re definitely not Crystal’s fwb. And without that link, the whole web is unraveled.
D: I think you should be writing thrillers instead. You really think too much. But haven’t you talked to Jasmine yet?
Me: Nope.
D: You really should before jumping to conclusions. Anyway, how long are we going to stand here talking?
Me: Oh yeah. I’m good for a beer or something. Maybe some whisky.
Darren hit the lift button.
D: Let’s go then.
We headed back up. Nat had already showered in the five minutes I was gone and was on the couch.
N: Back so fast?
Me: What? No… just gonna have a drink with Darren.
D: Oh. Don’t let me stop you. In fact, I don’t mind watching. Haha.
Me: What…
N: Eh. I’m seriously still horny.
Me: Nono. I’m just here for a drink. That’s all.
D: Chill bro. I’ll get the glasses. Whisky neat?
Me: With coke please.
D: I’m out of coke. How about green tea?
Me: Anything’s fine.
Nat patted the seat next to her.
N: Sit…
Me: I’ll sit somewhere else.
N: Why are you so scared? Haha.
Me: You’ve already drained me once today.
N: And I’m sure you can go again.
Me: I’m sure I can. But I don’t want to.
N: You sure?
Me: Very sure.
N: Ok then. Good.
Me: Good?
N: At least you’re sort of learning to put your foot down. In the past, your cock will probably already be in my mouth and you won’t say anything.
Me: Ah. Ok.
Darren returned with the drinks.
Me: One drink and that’s it ok?
D: Sure bro.
I took the glass, sipping slowly.
D: Anyway, don’t think so much about your theory.
N: What theory?
D: He thinks EoS fucked Jasmine, then he fucked Shirlyn, then Crystal, that’s why all are sick now.
N: Hahahaha! What? That’s preposterous.
Me: It sounds logical.
N: Maybe you’re right… After all, Shirlyn has been flirting on and off with him, Jasmine is curious, but Crystal?
Me: She did have a fwb but stopped when he got married couple of years back. And she did meet him again recently.
N: But EoS? Seriously?
Me: Who knows.
N: This is very juicy news.
D: Don’t engage in gossip. EoS won’t like that.
N: On the contrary, I think he thrives on such scandalous news.
Me: Really?
N: He was such a player. Leopards don’t change their spots.
Me: I wouldn’t know.
D: He was. I guess. But we all were.
Me: Well, he won’t confirm it so I’ll just continue to speculate.
We continued chatting and I had another drink. I randomly checked my phone and saw a telegram message from June.
J: Hey, you free? Can I meet you?
Me: Sure. I’m with Darren and Nat now.
J: Oh. It’s ok then.
Me: What’s up?
J: Just need someone to talk to. I met a guy from the forum. Was chatting quite a bit over private message.
Me: Oh? That’s good right?
J: No. He sort of violated me.
Me: What?
J: Yeah. I’m a bit shaken now and I can’t go home.
Me: You wanna come over? Or I’ll go pick you?
J: Actually I drove. I’ll head over. But I don’t want to go up to their place.
Me: Ok. Text me when you’re here.
I wondered what happened to June. No wonder she had not been active recently. I guess I would find out later.
I wanted to head home after being drained by Nat. While it was physically satisfying, it couldn’t be said the same about my state of mind.
Somehow I bumped into Darren at the lift lobby downstairs.
D: Done already bro?
Me: Yeah.
D: Ah. Wanna have a drink?
Me: Now?
D: Why not?
Me: Just us?
D: And Nat? I’d call the guys and have an impromptu boys night but they all seem to be sick.
Me: There’s only 2 other guys in our group. I know Jason is unwell. But EoS?
D: Apparently he’s unwell too. I was kind of bored just now and wanted to catch up since he’s sort of disappeared for awhile.
Me: Some flu bug I guess. According to Nat.
D: I was telling her maybe it’s a new strain of covid. Haha.
Me: That’s exactly what I said too.
D: Who knows. Tons of cases not reported these days. Mask optional. I’m sure there’ll be some irresponsible people walking around.
Me: So coincidental that everyone we know is falling sick huh.
D: What do you mean?
Me: Jasmine, EoS, Shirlyn, Crystal and Jason.
D: Ah. I get it. Haha.
Me: In my mind Jasmine went overseas with EoS, got covid, then he got some mild strain, came back, passed it to Shirlyn and Crystal, and Crystal passed it to Jason.
D: You’re too suspicious bro. But I like the way you think.
Me: Makes sense right?
D: Makes sense if he’s even involved with any of them.
Me: He stopped denying his involvement. Haha.
D: I think he’s just a convenient scapegoat. But I think he’s changed.
Me: Maybe.
D: How come I’m not a suspect?
Me: Because you’re definitely not Crystal’s fwb. And without that link, the whole web is unraveled.
D: I think you should be writing thrillers instead. You really think too much. But haven’t you talked to Jasmine yet?
Me: Nope.
D: You really should before jumping to conclusions. Anyway, how long are we going to stand here talking?
Me: Oh yeah. I’m good for a beer or something. Maybe some whisky.
Darren hit the lift button.
D: Let’s go then.
We headed back up. Nat had already showered in the five minutes I was gone and was on the couch.
N: Back so fast?
Me: What? No… just gonna have a drink with Darren.
D: Oh. Don’t let me stop you. In fact, I don’t mind watching. Haha.
Me: What…
N: Eh. I’m seriously still horny.
Me: Nono. I’m just here for a drink. That’s all.
D: Chill bro. I’ll get the glasses. Whisky neat?
Me: With coke please.
D: I’m out of coke. How about green tea?
Me: Anything’s fine.
Nat patted the seat next to her.
N: Sit…
Me: I’ll sit somewhere else.
N: Why are you so scared? Haha.
Me: You’ve already drained me once today.
N: And I’m sure you can go again.
Me: I’m sure I can. But I don’t want to.
N: You sure?
Me: Very sure.
N: Ok then. Good.
Me: Good?
N: At least you’re sort of learning to put your foot down. In the past, your cock will probably already be in my mouth and you won’t say anything.
Me: Ah. Ok.
Darren returned with the drinks.
Me: One drink and that’s it ok?
D: Sure bro.
I took the glass, sipping slowly.
D: Anyway, don’t think so much about your theory.
N: What theory?
D: He thinks EoS fucked Jasmine, then he fucked Shirlyn, then Crystal, that’s why all are sick now.
N: Hahahaha! What? That’s preposterous.
Me: It sounds logical.
N: Maybe you’re right… After all, Shirlyn has been flirting on and off with him, Jasmine is curious, but Crystal?
Me: She did have a fwb but stopped when he got married couple of years back. And she did meet him again recently.
N: But EoS? Seriously?
Me: Who knows.
N: This is very juicy news.
D: Don’t engage in gossip. EoS won’t like that.
N: On the contrary, I think he thrives on such scandalous news.
Me: Really?
N: He was such a player. Leopards don’t change their spots.
Me: I wouldn’t know.
D: He was. I guess. But we all were.
Me: Well, he won’t confirm it so I’ll just continue to speculate.
We continued chatting and I had another drink. I randomly checked my phone and saw a telegram message from June.
J: Hey, you free? Can I meet you?
Me: Sure. I’m with Darren and Nat now.
J: Oh. It’s ok then.
Me: What’s up?
J: Just need someone to talk to. I met a guy from the forum. Was chatting quite a bit over private message.
Me: Oh? That’s good right?
J: No. He sort of violated me.
Me: What?
J: Yeah. I’m a bit shaken now and I can’t go home.
Me: You wanna come over? Or I’ll go pick you?
J: Actually I drove. I’ll head over. But I don’t want to go up to their place.
Me: Ok. Text me when you’re here.
I wondered what happened to June. No wonder she had not been active recently. I guess I would find out later.
I excused myself after finishing the cup and left their place. June couldn’t be that far away.
True enough, she texted me that she just entered the car park and asked me to wait for her at the lift lobby. I just hung around since I was already there.
Within minutes, a grey Nissan hatchback pulled up to where I was standing. The window wound down and June asked me to get in.
Me: Don’t you want to park somewhere and talk?
J: No. Just get in.
I got in and she drove out of the car park.
Me: Where do you want to go?
J: Somewhere quiet?
Me: The car park was quiet.
June looked at me.
J: Were you drinking?
Me: Just one cup.
J: You’re not going to try anything funny right?
Me: Even if I was drunk I wouldn’t.
J: Ya right.
Me: So where do you want to go?
J: Any beaches around here? Otherwise I’m driving to east coast then leaving you there when I wanna go home.
Me: What? Haha. Erm. Sembawang beach?
J: Show me the way.
I roughly directed her there and we arrived at the car park there.
J: Why is it so dark?
Me: No idea. I always thought the lights were on at night.
J: Whatever then.
She parked but didn’t kill the engine. She released her seatbelt and I did as well, and we remained in the car to talk.
I tried to look at her face but couldn’t see much in the darkness. She wasn’t dressed that sexily anyway, just a fitting t-shirt and denim shorts.
Me: So what happened?
J: Like I said I was chatting with this guy on the forum. Seemed normal. Normal conversations, just talking about preferences, current life situation and stuff like that. He left me his telegram contact but I didn’t want to chat with him there yet. So I continued on private message. But he didn’t really reply. He was nice to talk to, seemed decent, so eventually I just switched to telegram.
Me: I see.
J: So anyway he said it was good I finally introduced my fwb to my husband, he wanted to know how he reacted and all that as he was sure he wouldn’t be able to accept it. Stuff like that. He’s supposedly in an open marriage too but they don’t know about each other’s partners. He wanted to know how he should talk to his wife about this.
Me: And you decided to meet?
J: Well, it’s nice to know other people in open relationships. Gives me more context to my situation. Anyway he didn’t seem like he was interested in me at all, seemed pretty harmless. Unlike the others who straight away just stated their height, weight, age, race and dick size, this guy never talked about any of these. Seemed like a genuine person.
Me: Ok…
J: We had dinner and coffee just now then he asked if I wanted to get some drinks. I wasn’t dressed appropriately and I was driving so I agreed to one or two drinks. It was all fine and I drove him home afterwards then he groped me in the car.
Me: What?
J: He touched me.
Me: Where?
J: He placed his hand on my thigh and started rubbing over my shorts.
Me: Why didn’t you stop him?
J: I was on the expressway. I told him to stop. But he didn’t. He just said I’ll enjoy it. Like he’s got magic fingers or something.
Me: You can stop at the road shoulder you know?
J: I just wanted to get him home as quickly as possible then get away from him.
Me: I think because you didn’t stop him he got bolder and just continued.
J: Luckily my shorts are tight. He didn’t manage to go in. He tried to unzip me but I pushed his hand away. He got a bit rougher then I started swerving the car. Then he just went back to rubbing over my shorts.
Me: You could also driven straight to a police station?
J: When I had alcohol? Are you crazy?
Me: I thought you said two drinks?
J: Obviously I had more.
Me: Are you ok to drive?
J: I managed to get here didn’t I?
Me: Ok. So you sent him home then what happened?
J: He squeezed my breast, tried to pinch my nipple then tried to force me to kiss him.
Me: And you still didn’t stop him?
J: I slapped and pushed him away la! And told him to get out of the car. Then I sat there for a while. Then I texted you.
Me: Ah. Sorry for that experience. Are you feeling better now?
J: Slightly. A bit irritated. I shouldn’t have met him. Fucker.
Me: Well then don’t meet him anymore? Or anyone else?
J: He texted me just now to apologize. Said he was drunk.
Me: Was he?
J: Hardly.
Me: Did you reply?
J: No. I blocked him.
Me: Ah. Ok. How can I help then? Since you called me out.
J: Help? I don’t need your help. I’m not horny anymore. If that’s what you’re referring to.
Me: Lol. No. I mean you can rant to me or something. I’ll listen.
J: Can I punch you?
Me: What? Why?
J: I’m angry.
Me: Why punch me?
J: Probably will hurt less than punching a wall.
Me: Errr.. sure?
As soon as I said sure, she actually punched my chest. I totally wasn’t prepared for it.
Me: What the fuck.
It actually hurt a little. I was surprised.
J: Sorry. Didn’t think you were so flabby.
Me: I’m not a bodybuilder.
J: You gek your muscle then I punch again?
Me: Errr…
J: Fine. How about a hug instead?
Me: Sure?
She leaned over and lay her head on my chest as I wrapped my arms around her.
Me: Is this supposed to be a friendly hug or an unfriendly one?
J: What the hell is an unfriendly hug?
Me: I don’t know… maybe more than 5 seconds? And why are your hands down there?
She had placed her hands on my thighs.
J: I can’t reach around your back?
I adjusted a bit and she managed to hug me properly.
J: I was also thinking of checking if you were getting hard. Hahahaha.
Me: I’m not.
J: Gonna be weird if you were.
Me: You know sometimes it’s a natural reaction right?
J: Especially when my boobs are squashed against you?
She hugged me tighter.
Me: Erm. Yeah.
J: Please don’t get hard. I think you are a nice guy.
Me: What’s that got to do with me getting hard?
J: If you get hard, then I’ll assume you are another one of those guys who want to fuck me.
Me: That hardly seems fair, considering I can feel your boobs.
J: Hang on ah.
She grabbed my crotch.
J: Well done. It’s not hard.
Me: Right.
J: Ok. You’re cool. I don’t mind hugging you.
Me: Erm.
J: What? I like to hug ok. Girls and guys. Except I don’t have many people to hug.
Me: Your husband or fwb?
J: That’s different. It’s more sexual.
Me: Is it?
J: The other girls also like to hug you what. What’s the difference?
Me: We don’t know each other that well.
J: Hahahaha! You’re using the line you used on Jasmine.
Me: But we really don’t.
J: Anyway, how come you don’t feel violated when I anyhow touch you?
Me: Huh?
J: I grabbed your cock. Do you secretly enjoy it?
Me: Erm no? Wasn’t expecting it?
J: You didn’t react violently as well.
Me: Not very nice to do so.
J: You’re too nice. No wonder everyone is taking advantage of you.
Me: It’s easier to be nice.
J: True.
Me: Anyway, don’t meet that guy anymore. If you want to meet others from the forum, don’t go alone.
J: I won’t meet anyone anymore. Fucked up experience. You want to accompany me if I meet someone else?
Me: Errr…. I don’t really wanna meet anyone. I only met two people from the forum. One’s EoS. Other is you.
J: Lucky me then.
Me: Why lucky?
J: You didn’t turn out to be some weirdo or rapist. But still pretty weird in some ways.
Me: Right.
J: Anyway, I’m inactive but I still read your story ok. Please talk to Jasmine. If you can’t find the balls to talk to her, then ask for help. Otherwise, you’ll just be carrying on like this forever.
Me: As long as she’s happy.
J: Even if she is, are you? You clearly crave more than a physical connection, but it seems like that’s all you’re getting now. If you want more, you gotta ask for it. Or just be like Nat and Darren.
Me: I’m not sure that’s what I really want.
J: And you’re not sure that’s what she really wants either. You know why? Because you don’t communicate properly.
Me: I’ll try.
J: Don’t try. Do it. Like me right now. Now that my husband and fwb are familiar with each other, we have threesomes weekly. I couldn’t be more satisfied.
Me: Is that what you really want?
J: Yup. I enjoy sex with both of them. But it was getting tiring hiding it. Now I have the best of both worlds.
Me: And you still fuck them separately?
J: Of course.
Me: Managed to try double penetration yet?
J: Ah… sadly no. They still don’t dare.
Me: Haha.
J: You going to offer your small cock again?
Me: What? No… just use a toy or something.
J: I’d want a real one. Are you offering it or not?
Me: No.
J: You sure? Very very sure? You can take my virginity.
Me: Don’t play with me.
J: You’ll get to see me naked. You’ll get to experience my blowjobs…
Me: Haha. Don’t want to.
J: What an insult. Hahaha.
Me: I’m serious. I don’t want to.
J: I know. Just teasing you.
Me: Very funny. Anyway, that guy who groped you. Are you going to do anything?
J: Like what?
Me: Report to police?
J: And say what? I got groped by a guy who’s name I don’t even know because I met him on an online forum? They’ll think I’m some immature kid.
Me: Pretty sure they won’t. So you’re not going to report it?
J: Nah. I just want to forget about it. Please don’t bring it up anymore.
Me: You know what mob justice is?
J: Yes. And I don’t want you to do it.
Me: Why not?
J: Because there’ll be people who say I deserve it, because of how I dress, how I behave and how I look. And his wife may get dragged into this as well if somehow his identity is revealed.
Me: So you’re just going to let it go?
J: Yeah.
Me: That’s not right.
J: Why? Who are you to seek justice for me?
Me: A concerned friend?
J: Just drop it la. Please. I don’t want to talk or think about it anymore. Besides, you have your own problems. Don’t make my problem your problem.
Me: Ok then.
J: I don’t need a hero la. Please. If I wanted saving, I’ll go find that guy EoS. Hahahaha.
Me: Funny how you can still joke about it.
J: I’m really ok now after talking to you. Just a bit irritated. I’m not those kind of girls that kena raped then will cry in the shower for hours one ok?
Me: Wait…. He only groped you right? Not rape right?
J: Wah lau eh. I’m referring to those Chinese drama where the girl after rape will cry in the shower. He didn’t rape me. If he did you think I’ll be here talking to you?
Me: Just checking.
J: Check what? He didn’t rape me. I’m not letting you check there also.
Me: Never mind.
J: You’re a funny guy. Showing so much concern for others. Time to start thinking about yourself.
Me: I don’t think I’m selfish by nature.
J: You do what you need to do to survive. Kill or be killed. Eat or be eaten.
Me: I’m surviving fine.
J: Really?
Me: Yup.
J: Get out of the car.
Me: Huh?
J: Get out of the car. And go sit down at the beach. It’s peaceful and it will help you to think.
Me: Ok…
I got out. She didn’t. She wound down the window.
J: Thanks for talking. Have fun!
Me: You’re leaving?
J: Yup. You can walk back right?
Me: I can.
J: Then bye!
Me: Seriously?
J: I’m not the person you need to be with you right now. Even if I wanted to stay here with you, I probably shouldn’t. You need to be alone. To think. You can’t think when there’s distractions.
Me: Right.
J: You want me here? To sit with you at the beach?
Me: I’m ok.
J: Hello. It’s want or don’t want. Not I’m ok.
Me: I want?
J: So you’re not going to think?
Me: I can’t think. I actually don’t really like being alone.
J: You’re scared of the dark?
Me: No. I just don’t like feeling lonely.
J: You’re the fucking weirdest guy I ever met.
She killed the engine and we walked towards the beach, taking off our slippers as we neared the water. It was odd that at that time of the night, there were still people hanging around, mostly couples, some groups, some tents erected illegally on the beach. We even heard a couple fucking in one of the tents.
J: That’s pretty daring.
Me: You have sex in a staircase. At least this is enclosed.
J: So loud.
Me: Go and tell them to keep it down la. Haha.
J: Don’t be funny.
We continued walking until we found a bench and I instinctively brushed the seat with my hand in case there were any leaves before we sat down. She shivered a little.
Me: Cold?
C: Aren’t you?
Me: I got enough fats I guess.
C: Wow. Then my boobs are definitely not cold. Or my ass.
Me: Come on, you’re not fat.
J: That’s where all my fats are in case you haven’t noticed.
Me: Ok. Do you mind if I smoke?
J: Can smoke here meh? Public park.
Me: Oh ya. Forgot about that.
J: Why don’t you vape? Haha. Less smell.
Me: That’s illegal. But I do have some actually. Smoking is just more convenient.
J: Your cum must taste damn bad.
Me: Probably.
J: I was so glad my fwb switched to vapes. I don’t mind swallowing now.
Me: So you minded swallowing before?
J: A little. Damn bitter. You tasted your cum before?
Me: Sort of.
J: Bitter?
Me: I didn’t find it bitter.
J: Sure or not.
Me: Yup.
J: You’re too submissive. When I try to feed my fwb his cum after he cums in my mouth he’ll push me away.
Me: I’d french kiss her if she wanted to even if her mouth was full of my cum.
J: Wah. Damn kinky. Never tried that before.
Me: Huh. It’s normal right? If I’m ok with doing that.
J: No it’s not. I want to try. Haha.
Me: Like right now?
J: I knew it! You keep saying suggestive things because you actually want to fuck me. Hahaha.
Me: And you respond suggestively because you also actually want to fuck me.
J: I guess we’re just very suggestive people.
Me: I guess that’s true.
J: Eh don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m going to lie on your lap.
Me: Why?
J: I’m tired.
Me: You wanna go back to the car or something?
J: No. It’s cooler here. I have to keep the engine running in the car if we’re there. Petrol is expensive.
Me: Ok. Let me take out my phone and other stuff then.
J: Ok.
I removed the items and June lay on my lap, placing her hand directly on my crotch and lay her cheek on it.
Me: Seriously???
J: Why? I don’t want your cock to suddenly poke my face.
Me: It’s not going to.
J: You sure ah? If it does, I’m going to chew on it.
Me: Over my shorts or directly?
J: Which do you prefer?
Me: Neither. I won’t get hard.
J: Ok then.
She purposely slid her hand out from under her head and rested it on my thigh, intentionally brushing against my cock.
Me: You did that on purpose.
J: Nah. Was just lazy to lift my head up.
Me: I really don’t need another partner.
J: Who wants to be your partner? Haha. Maybe if you got those cock extension sleeves…
Me: Ah. I’ve seen those.
J: You have?
Me: No. Don’t need them.
J: You should try. My fwb used a studded one. I swear I wasn’t walking properly for a day.
Me: Erm.
J: You know it’s really cool I get to talk about sex and what not with you and you don’t judge me.
Me: I don’t judge anyone.
J: And I really like it that you don’t turn into some horny sex maniac just because I’m talking about sex.
Me: How do you know I’m not?
J: Just a feeling. Other guys would probably be touching me all over. Trying to get me to blow them.
Me: I’ve got good self control. Hahaha.
J: You remind me a lot of my fwb. Like the shy type when outside. Then in bed he’s a monster.
Me: I don’t think I’m a monster.
J: Well, the way you write your stories say otherwise.
Me: Entertainment value.
J: Sure sure. I wanna nap now.
Me: What time do I wake you up?
J: When you’re tired and want to go home?
Me: Ok.
She fell asleep pretty quickly and I took out a stick. I don’t think anyone would be around to catch and fine me at this time.
I reminisced as I smoked, the situation reminding me of Ann lying on my lap way back then at Changi beach.
I excused myself after finishing the cup and left their place. June couldn’t be that far away.
True enough, she texted me that she just entered the car park and asked me to wait for her at the lift lobby. I just hung around since I was already there.
Within minutes, a grey Nissan hatchback pulled up to where I was standing. The window wound down and June asked me to get in.
Me: Don’t you want to park somewhere and talk?
J: No. Just get in.
I got in and she drove out of the car park.
Me: Where do you want to go?
J: Somewhere quiet?
Me: The car park was quiet.
June looked at me.
J: Were you drinking?
Me: Just one cup.
J: You’re not going to try anything funny right?
Me: Even if I was drunk I wouldn’t.
J: Ya right.
Me: So where do you want to go?
J: Any beaches around here? Otherwise I’m driving to east coast then leaving you there when I wanna go home.
Me: What? Haha. Erm. Sembawang beach?
J: Show me the way.
I roughly directed her there and we arrived at the car park there.
J: Why is it so dark?
Me: No idea. I always thought the lights were on at night.
J: Whatever then.
She parked but didn’t kill the engine. She released her seatbelt and I did as well, and we remained in the car to talk.
I tried to look at her face but couldn’t see much in the darkness. She wasn’t dressed that sexily anyway, just a fitting t-shirt and denim shorts.
Me: So what happened?
J: Like I said I was chatting with this guy on the forum. Seemed normal. Normal conversations, just talking about preferences, current life situation and stuff like that. He left me his telegram contact but I didn’t want to chat with him there yet. So I continued on private message. But he didn’t really reply. He was nice to talk to, seemed decent, so eventually I just switched to telegram.
Me: I see.
J: So anyway he said it was good I finally introduced my fwb to my husband, he wanted to know how he reacted and all that as he was sure he wouldn’t be able to accept it. Stuff like that. He’s supposedly in an open marriage too but they don’t know about each other’s partners. He wanted to know how he should talk to his wife about this.
Me: And you decided to meet?
J: Well, it’s nice to know other people in open relationships. Gives me more context to my situation. Anyway he didn’t seem like he was interested in me at all, seemed pretty harmless. Unlike the others who straight away just stated their height, weight, age, race and dick size, this guy never talked about any of these. Seemed like a genuine person.
Me: Ok…
J: We had dinner and coffee just now then he asked if I wanted to get some drinks. I wasn’t dressed appropriately and I was driving so I agreed to one or two drinks. It was all fine and I drove him home afterwards then he groped me in the car.
Me: What?
J: He touched me.
Me: Where?
J: He placed his hand on my thigh and started rubbing over my shorts.
Me: Why didn’t you stop him?
J: I was on the expressway. I told him to stop. But he didn’t. He just said I’ll enjoy it. Like he’s got magic fingers or something.
Me: You can stop at the road shoulder you know?
J: I just wanted to get him home as quickly as possible then get away from him.
Me: I think because you didn’t stop him he got bolder and just continued.
J: Luckily my shorts are tight. He didn’t manage to go in. He tried to unzip me but I pushed his hand away. He got a bit rougher then I started swerving the car. Then he just went back to rubbing over my shorts.
Me: You could also driven straight to a police station?
J: When I had alcohol? Are you crazy?
Me: I thought you said two drinks?
J: Obviously I had more.
Me: Are you ok to drive?
J: I managed to get here didn’t I?
Me: Ok. So you sent him home then what happened?
J: He squeezed my breast, tried to pinch my nipple then tried to force me to kiss him.
Me: And you still didn’t stop him?
J: I slapped and pushed him away la! And told him to get out of the car. Then I sat there for a while. Then I texted you.
Me: Ah. Sorry for that experience. Are you feeling better now?
J: Slightly. A bit irritated. I shouldn’t have met him. Fucker.
Me: Well then don’t meet him anymore? Or anyone else?
J: He texted me just now to apologize. Said he was drunk.
Me: Was he?
J: Hardly.
Me: Did you reply?
J: No. I blocked him.
Me: Ah. Ok. How can I help then? Since you called me out.
J: Help? I don’t need your help. I’m not horny anymore. If that’s what you’re referring to.
Me: Lol. No. I mean you can rant to me or something. I’ll listen.
J: Can I punch you?
Me: What? Why?
J: I’m angry.
Me: Why punch me?
J: Probably will hurt less than punching a wall.
Me: Errr.. sure?
As soon as I said sure, she actually punched my chest. I totally wasn’t prepared for it.
Me: What the fuck.
It actually hurt a little. I was surprised.
J: Sorry. Didn’t think you were so flabby.
Me: I’m not a bodybuilder.
J: You gek your muscle then I punch again?
Me: Errr…
J: Fine. How about a hug instead?
Me: Sure?
She leaned over and lay her head on my chest as I wrapped my arms around her.
Me: Is this supposed to be a friendly hug or an unfriendly one?
J: What the hell is an unfriendly hug?
Me: I don’t know… maybe more than 5 seconds? And why are your hands down there?
She had placed her hands on my thighs.
J: I can’t reach around your back?
I adjusted a bit and she managed to hug me properly.
J: I was also thinking of checking if you were getting hard. Hahahaha.
Me: I’m not.
J: Gonna be weird if you were.
Me: You know sometimes it’s a natural reaction right?
J: Especially when my boobs are squashed against you?
She hugged me tighter.
Me: Erm. Yeah.
J: Please don’t get hard. I think you are a nice guy.
Me: What’s that got to do with me getting hard?
J: If you get hard, then I’ll assume you are another one of those guys who want to fuck me.
Me: That hardly seems fair, considering I can feel your boobs.
J: Hang on ah.
She grabbed my crotch.
J: Well done. It’s not hard.
Me: Right.
J: Ok. You’re cool. I don’t mind hugging you.
Me: Erm.
J: What? I like to hug ok. Girls and guys. Except I don’t have many people to hug.
Me: Your husband or fwb?
J: That’s different. It’s more sexual.
Me: Is it?
J: The other girls also like to hug you what. What’s the difference?
Me: We don’t know each other that well.
J: Hahahaha! You’re using the line you used on Jasmine.
Me: But we really don’t.
J: Anyway, how come you don’t feel violated when I anyhow touch you?
Me: Huh?
J: I grabbed your cock. Do you secretly enjoy it?
Me: Erm no? Wasn’t expecting it?
J: You didn’t react violently as well.
Me: Not very nice to do so.
J: You’re too nice. No wonder everyone is taking advantage of you.
Me: It’s easier to be nice.
J: True.
Me: Anyway, don’t meet that guy anymore. If you want to meet others from the forum, don’t go alone.
J: I won’t meet anyone anymore. Fucked up experience. You want to accompany me if I meet someone else?
Me: Errr…. I don’t really wanna meet anyone. I only met two people from the forum. One’s EoS. Other is you.
J: Lucky me then.
Me: Why lucky?
J: You didn’t turn out to be some weirdo or rapist. But still pretty weird in some ways.
Me: Right.
J: Anyway, I’m inactive but I still read your story ok. Please talk to Jasmine. If you can’t find the balls to talk to her, then ask for help. Otherwise, you’ll just be carrying on like this forever.
Me: As long as she’s happy.
J: Even if she is, are you? You clearly crave more than a physical connection, but it seems like that’s all you’re getting now. If you want more, you gotta ask for it. Or just be like Nat and Darren.
Me: I’m not sure that’s what I really want.
J: And you’re not sure that’s what she really wants either. You know why? Because you don’t communicate properly.
Me: I’ll try.
J: Don’t try. Do it. Like me right now. Now that my husband and fwb are familiar with each other, we have threesomes weekly. I couldn’t be more satisfied.
Me: Is that what you really want?
J: Yup. I enjoy sex with both of them. But it was getting tiring hiding it. Now I have the best of both worlds.
Me: And you still fuck them separately?
J: Of course.
Me: Managed to try double penetration yet?
J: Ah… sadly no. They still don’t dare.
Me: Haha.
J: You going to offer your small cock again?
Me: What? No… just use a toy or something.
J: I’d want a real one. Are you offering it or not?
Me: No.
J: You sure? Very very sure? You can take my virginity.
Me: Don’t play with me.
J: You’ll get to see me naked. You’ll get to experience my blowjobs…
Me: Haha. Don’t want to.
J: What an insult. Hahaha.
Me: I’m serious. I don’t want to.
J: I know. Just teasing you.
Me: Very funny. Anyway, that guy who groped you. Are you going to do anything?
J: Like what?
Me: Report to police?
J: And say what? I got groped by a guy who’s name I don’t even know because I met him on an online forum? They’ll think I’m some immature kid.
Me: Pretty sure they won’t. So you’re not going to report it?
J: Nah. I just want to forget about it. Please don’t bring it up anymore.
Me: You know what mob justice is?
J: Yes. And I don’t want you to do it.
Me: Why not?
J: Because there’ll be people who say I deserve it, because of how I dress, how I behave and how I look. And his wife may get dragged into this as well if somehow his identity is revealed.
Me: So you’re just going to let it go?
J: Yeah.
Me: That’s not right.
J: Why? Who are you to seek justice for me?
Me: A concerned friend?
J: Just drop it la. Please. I don’t want to talk or think about it anymore. Besides, you have your own problems. Don’t make my problem your problem.
Me: Ok then.
J: I don’t need a hero la. Please. If I wanted saving, I’ll go find that guy EoS. Hahahaha.
Me: Funny how you can still joke about it.
J: I’m really ok now after talking to you. Just a bit irritated. I’m not those kind of girls that kena raped then will cry in the shower for hours one ok?
Me: Wait…. He only groped you right? Not rape right?
J: Wah lau eh. I’m referring to those Chinese drama where the girl after rape will cry in the shower. He didn’t rape me. If he did you think I’ll be here talking to you?
Me: Just checking.
J: Check what? He didn’t rape me. I’m not letting you check there also.
Me: Never mind.
J: You’re a funny guy. Showing so much concern for others. Time to start thinking about yourself.
Me: I don’t think I’m selfish by nature.
J: You do what you need to do to survive. Kill or be killed. Eat or be eaten.
Me: I’m surviving fine.
J: Really?
Me: Yup.
J: Get out of the car.
Me: Huh?
J: Get out of the car. And go sit down at the beach. It’s peaceful and it will help you to think.
Me: Ok…
I got out. She didn’t. She wound down the window.
J: Thanks for talking. Have fun!
Me: You’re leaving?
J: Yup. You can walk back right?
Me: I can.
J: Then bye!
Me: Seriously?
J: I’m not the person you need to be with you right now. Even if I wanted to stay here with you, I probably shouldn’t. You need to be alone. To think. You can’t think when there’s distractions.
Me: Right.
J: You want me here? To sit with you at the beach?
Me: I’m ok.
J: Hello. It’s want or don’t want. Not I’m ok.
Me: I want?
J: So you’re not going to think?
Me: I can’t think. I actually don’t really like being alone.
J: You’re scared of the dark?
Me: No. I just don’t like feeling lonely.
J: You’re the fucking weirdest guy I ever met.
She killed the engine and we walked towards the beach, taking off our slippers as we neared the water. It was odd that at that time of the night, there were still people hanging around, mostly couples, some groups, some tents erected illegally on the beach. We even heard a couple fucking in one of the tents.
J: That’s pretty daring.
Me: You have sex in a staircase. At least this is enclosed.
J: So loud.
Me: Go and tell them to keep it down la. Haha.
J: Don’t be funny.
We continued walking until we found a bench and I instinctively brushed the seat with my hand in case there were any leaves before we sat down. She shivered a little.
Me: Cold?
C: Aren’t you?
Me: I got enough fats I guess.
C: Wow. Then my boobs are definitely not cold. Or my ass.
Me: Come on, you’re not fat.
J: That’s where all my fats are in case you haven’t noticed.
Me: Ok. Do you mind if I smoke?
J: Can smoke here meh? Public park.
Me: Oh ya. Forgot about that.
J: Why don’t you vape? Haha. Less smell.
Me: That’s illegal. But I do have some actually. Smoking is just more convenient.
J: Your cum must taste damn bad.
Me: Probably.
J: I was so glad my fwb switched to vapes. I don’t mind swallowing now.
Me: So you minded swallowing before?
J: A little. Damn bitter. You tasted your cum before?
Me: Sort of.
J: Bitter?
Me: I didn’t find it bitter.
J: Sure or not.
Me: Yup.
J: You’re too submissive. When I try to feed my fwb his cum after he cums in my mouth he’ll push me away.
Me: I’d french kiss her if she wanted to even if her mouth was full of my cum.
J: Wah. Damn kinky. Never tried that before.
Me: Huh. It’s normal right? If I’m ok with doing that.
J: No it’s not. I want to try. Haha.
Me: Like right now?
J: I knew it! You keep saying suggestive things because you actually want to fuck me. Hahaha.
Me: And you respond suggestively because you also actually want to fuck me.
J: I guess we’re just very suggestive people.
Me: I guess that’s true.
J: Eh don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m going to lie on your lap.
Me: Why?
J: I’m tired.
Me: You wanna go back to the car or something?
J: No. It’s cooler here. I have to keep the engine running in the car if we’re there. Petrol is expensive.
Me: Ok. Let me take out my phone and other stuff then.
J: Ok.
I removed the items and June lay on my lap, placing her hand directly on my crotch and lay her cheek on it.
Me: Seriously???
J: Why? I don’t want your cock to suddenly poke my face.
Me: It’s not going to.
J: You sure ah? If it does, I’m going to chew on it.
Me: Over my shorts or directly?
J: Which do you prefer?
Me: Neither. I won’t get hard.
J: Ok then.
She purposely slid her hand out from under her head and rested it on my thigh, intentionally brushing against my cock.
Me: You did that on purpose.
J: Nah. Was just lazy to lift my head up.
Me: I really don’t need another partner.
J: Who wants to be your partner? Haha. Maybe if you got those cock extension sleeves…
Me: Ah. I’ve seen those.
J: You have?
Me: No. Don’t need them.
J: You should try. My fwb used a studded one. I swear I wasn’t walking properly for a day.
Me: Erm.
J: You know it’s really cool I get to talk about sex and what not with you and you don’t judge me.
Me: I don’t judge anyone.
J: And I really like it that you don’t turn into some horny sex maniac just because I’m talking about sex.
Me: How do you know I’m not?
J: Just a feeling. Other guys would probably be touching me all over. Trying to get me to blow them.
Me: I’ve got good self control. Hahaha.
J: You remind me a lot of my fwb. Like the shy type when outside. Then in bed he’s a monster.
Me: I don’t think I’m a monster.
J: Well, the way you write your stories say otherwise.
Me: Entertainment value.
J: Sure sure. I wanna nap now.
Me: What time do I wake you up?
J: When you’re tired and want to go home?
Me: Ok.
She fell asleep pretty quickly and I took out a stick. I don’t think anyone would be around to catch and fine me at this time.
I reminisced as I smoked, the situation reminding me of Ann lying on my lap way back then at Changi beach.
I let her nap for around an hour before I felt my own eyes closing. I gently shook her awake by her shoulder.
Me: Hey…
J: Huh?
Me: Wake up?
J: Argh. I want to sleep.
Me: Ok.
J: Can I stay at your place? I’m too tired to drive back.
Me: What?
J: Yes or no?
Me: Erm. Jasmine’s got covid.
J: I’m not exchanging bodily fluids with her. And I’ve already gotten covid.
Me: Erm.
J: Hang on.
She took out her phone and dialled a number.
J: Dear, I’m staying at a friend’s place ok? Had too much to drink. Can’t drive. Very tired. It’s a guy. That guy I told you about. From the army, same division as you. The one you said you have no idea who he is. No I’m not fucking him. No he’s not going to fuck me. Yes I’m sure I’m not going to fuck him. Or you can come and pick me and the car up. You’re already sleeping? Then go back to sleep. No I’m really not going to fuck him. I don’t care if you ok with it or not. I just want to sleep. Yes I’ll ask if he has a spare towel. No I’m not going to wear his clothes. What the fuck. Ok. See you tomorrow then. Love you!
She turned to me.
J: Done.
Me: I can only imagine what he was saying on the other end.
J: Should I have put it on speaker?
Me: No…
J: I can call him back.
Me: Just tell me what he said?
J: Way too many “do you want to fuck him” and “are you sure”.
Me: Right.
J: You don’t want to fuck me right?
Me: Nope.
J: You’re ok if I stay over right?
Me: I guess so…
J: Can I borrow a towel?
Me: Sure. I’ve got spare clothes.
J: Nope. Not going to wear a guys clothes. Not that kind of girl.
Me: Then you’ll sleep naked?
J: Are you sleeping on the same bed?
Me: I can take the couch.
J: Is it a big bed?
Me: Pretty big.
J: Have you ever slept with a naked girl beside you? I think yes right? Based on what I read. Nearly naked anyway.
Me: Alicia has some clothes left behind. Or I can get you Jasmine’s clothes.
J: Sure. But I’m going to sleep naked.
Me: Why…
J: Because it’s damn fun teasing you.
Me: Right. I’m going to assume all this is just suggestion and it’s not going to happen.
J: Maybe. But I really want to sleep. Can you drive back?
Me: Do you want me to drive you back instead?
J: Aren’t you tired?
Me: A bit. Falling asleep.
J: Then let’s go sleep together. Haha.
Me: Sure. Don’t anyhow touch ok?
J: I need to constantly check if you’re hard. Paranoid already.
Me: And if I’m hard?
J: Then I’ll move further away lor.
Me: Haha. Ok.
She handed me the keys.
J: Now can you please drive me back to your place? And I really need to pee.
Me: Ok.
I took the keys and drove back home. I was a little disturbed that June could so easily go to a guy’s place but I didn’t want to judge her, and it seemed like she really trusted me. Trusted that I wouldn’t try to take advantage of her in any way. Perhaps this was what she meant when she said I cared about others more than myself. But she also seemed to be suggesting that I should do what I want.
As I passed June a towel and she went to shower. I entered Jasmine’s room as the door wasn’t locked. She was still awake and reading stuff on her iPad.
She looked at me in shock.
J: Get out! I’m still positive.
Me: I’m not gonna get covid again. Just wanna see how you’re doing.
J: The bodyaches are killing me. So are the cough and sore throat. Anyway who’s in the shower. Shirlyn?
Me: Erm. Nope.
J: Can’t be Nat. Haha. Who is it?
Me: Erm. June.
J: Huh. The girl from the forum. The one who reads your story?
Me: Yeah. She had a little trouble just now. And she was drinking. I spent some time with her and now she’s too tired to drive home.
J: Oh. I thought you were fucking Nat.
Me: I did. Then June texted and I went to meet her.
Suddenly Jasmine hugged me and I hugged her back.
J: I know you have lots of questions. We’ll talk again when I’m out of isolation ok?
Me: Ok.
J: And if you wanna sleep with her please go ahead.
She opened the drawer and passed me the condoms.
Me: No.
J: What? Raw?
Me: I’m not going to sleep with her.
J: It’s better to have protection and not have to use it, rather than not having protection at all.
Me: I don’t want to give her the wrong idea.
J: Just take it and keep it in the drawer or what.
Me: Ok.
J: And I want to meet her properly when I’m well.
Me: I’ll let her know.
I tried to kiss her but she turned away.
J: Don’t. Covid.
Me: It’s not easy to get it again la.
J: Don’t take the risk. You can kiss me all you want after Tuesday.
Me: Ok.
I sort of patted her head awkwardly and left the room.
June was taking an unusually long shower. I placed my ear at the door and thought I heard her sobbing. Funny, I thought she said she wasn’t that kind of girl.
I contemplated checking on her but she probably locked the door. I decided to try anyway. It wasn’t locked.
True enough. June was still fully dressed, crouched in the corner of the shower hugging her knees to her chest, sobbing away, steam sort of rising from the shower.
Me: Hey…
She looked at me but I couldn’t tell if there were tears or not as the water was washing it off. I went to turn off the shower and got a shock at how hot it was.
I squatted down and placed my hands on her shoulders.
Me: You ok?
J: Yeah.
Me: I thought you weren’t this kind of girl.
J: Moment of weakness.
Me: Erm. You wanna get out of those wet clothes and shower properly?
J: Are you offering to shower me?
Me: Nope.
J: Don’t you want to check if I was raped?
Me: I’m not the cops. And you said you weren’t raped.
J: I wasn’t. But would you like to check anyway?
Me: No.
J: I see. Ok. Still trying to maintain your gentlemanly image.
Me: I think I am one.
J: And I don’t really care anymore.
June stood up and peeled off her top, revealing her rather flat and toned stomach and bouncy breasts that were held in place by a black bra. She unbuttoned her shorts and unzipped it. I had to make my exit before she really got undressed.
Me: Ok. I think you’re well enough to shower by yourself. I’ll leave some clothes outside the door.
J: Shorts and t-shirt please. If possible.
Me: I’ll find something.
J: Thanks.
Me: And June?
J: Yeah?
Me: The water is too hot. Please don’t scald yourself.
J: I love hot showers.
Me: Suit yourself.
I exited the bathroom and shut the door, heading to the kitchen to get a drink.
The way she was behaving was slightly concerning.
While she said multiple times that she wasn’t raped, the way she was acting appeared to be to the contrary. She seemed to be traumatized to a certain extent, and to me she appeared to be struggling to act normally.
In my previous encounters with her, she was hardly suggestive in her words and actions, and never displayed any sort of friendly affection towards me. Yet now, she had no qualms about stripping in front of me, not bothering if I actually did see her naked or not. It was a complete behaviour change in my opinion.
Maybe it was my mind that was too suspicious, but I felt something else might have happened or whatever happened didn’t happen the way she described.
Should I just respect her wishes and let the matter rest? Or continue probing to see what info I could dig up on the bastard.
I heard the water shut off and the bathroom door open. I guess she figured out which room I was sleeping in and entered first.
I prepared a mug of Milo for her and brought it to her.
Even in the darkness of the room, I could tell she was fully naked, her silhouette being illuminated by the natural light entering from the open window. I nearly dropped the mug. Anyone still awake in their balconies at the opposite condo and using binoculars would probably have a very nice view of her front. But damn, her ass looked really nice from where I was.
Me: Why aren’t you getting dressed? I got clothes for you.
I glanced around the room as my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I wanted to give her some privacy so I didn’t turn on the lights. She had left the clothes on the bed and had draped the towel on the chair.
I stepped into the room slowly and placed the Milo on the table, before taking the towel to cover her up.
She didn’t say anything as I approached from behind and placed the towel on her shoulders, intending to ask her to wrap it around herself. But she flinched the second the towel touched her skin. I had not noticed before but the towel was actually relatively dry still.
Me: Can you cover yourself up so I can turn on the light?
She didn’t move and I turned on the light anyway. In doing so, she slowly, and perhaps reluctantly wrapped the towel around herself to cover the important bits but still didn’t turn around to face me. Then I saw it.
Me: June! What the fuck?
The skin on her shoulders was reddish, as though she’d been sunburnt. Droplets of water were still dripping down her body, forming a small pool at her feet. I guess that’s why the towel was still relatively dry. Her skin was probably too raw for her to dry herself properly. That was probably why she was naked and trying to air dry herself in front of the window. I turned off the light again and turned to leave when I saw her remove the towel.
J: Don’t go.
Me: I don’t want to see you naked.
J: It’s ok.
Me: Can you just dry yourself and get dressed?
J: I am drying myself.
Me: With a towel.
J: Kinda hurts.
Me: I told you the water was too hot.
J: I like hot showers.
If only she could see me rolling my eyes.
Me: I’ll find some aloe vera gel. I’m sure there’s some in the house.
J: Thanks.
Me: Milo on the table.
J: Got any food?
Me: Instant noodles?
J: That’s fine.
Me: Are you going to get dressed?
J: Yeah. I’ll try. It stings though.
Me: That’s what happens when you get scaled.
J: Fine. I wanted to feel the pain.
Me: Why?
J: Cos I’m stupid?
Me: Because you let that guy take advantage of you?
J: Because I couldn’t see through his character.
Me: That’s not an easy thing to do.
J: And you’re right. I should have stopped him when he first started to touch me.
Me: The shower thing. Was it just a reference or did something else happen?
J: Turn on the light.
Me: It’s fine.
J: I’ll let you check.
Me: Lol what.
J: Turn on the fucking light.
I saw her awkwardly cover her boobs with one hand and her pussy with the other. I guess it was fine to turn on the light now so I did.
J: Come closer.
She sat on the chair and spread her legs, but still covering her pussy. It was honestly a little hilarious. But this time I could see the extent of the damage.
The guy probably didn’t cut his nails and there were scratch marks on both her thighs. Based on the direction of the marks, it seemed like he tried to shove his hand in through the bottom of her shorts. She moved her fingers a little to reveal a long reddish mark along the side of her labia as well.
J: Well at least he didn’t penetrate me.
Me: Looks painful.
J: Yeah.
I sighed.
Me: Where else?
She removed her arm covering her breasts and similar scratch marks could be seen around her nipples.
Me: You sure you don’t want to report that guy.
J: Yup.
Me: Is this also why you don’t want to go home?
J: Yup again.
Me: I can’t make the scratches go away.
J: I heard saliva helps. Hahaha.
Me: Ya right. Can we stop playing this game? This is serious.
J: I know. But joking about it with you makes me feel better somehow.
Me: And you thought I was the weird one.
J: I never said I wasn’t weird.
Me: Oh.
J: Having fun looking at my breasts?
Me: They’re pretty nice.
Suddenly she sprang forward and grabbed my crotch with her free hand.
J: You’re not hard.
Me: Nope.
J: You’re not normal. Haha.
Me: Can you please get dressed and I’ll cook something for you.
J: Got any hot dogs?
Me: Don’t think so. Think there’s crabsticks. Cheese tofu. Fishballs?
J: I like fishballs. You like eating tofu?
Me: Wah lau. Help la. I cannot already.
J: Cannot what?
Me: I don’t know why you think this is funny. And I’m sure you’re traumatized.
J: Haha. Ok. I’m just trying to cheer myself up.
Me: Right.
J: Can I have 1 crabstick and 2 fishballs?
Me: With the noodles right?
J: Yup. Don’t think your crabstick and fishballs are satisfying enough.
Me: Egg?
J: Preferably unfertilized.
Me: Yes yes. Referencing my lame pickup line.
J: At least you caught it.
Me: Ok. So noodles with 1 crabstick, 2 fishballs and an unfertilized egg. I only got indomie and maggi. You want soup or dry?
J: I like things wet.
Me: Oh my god. I’m going to cook now. Drink the Milo.
I left the room.
Maybe she really was like this once she managed to open up to a person or maybe the experience traumatized her so much that her brain wasn’t functioning normally.
I hope whoever the guy who did this is a reader and hopefully feels some remorse. Otherwise I’m sure one fine day karma will strike.