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.
I don’t know if I was trying to be funny, or just trying to cheer her up, but I arranged the crabstick and fishballs into the shape of a penis in the bowl of maggi curry noodles. I tried drizzling the egg into the noodles in streams so it would look like a cumshot but it didn’t really work.
I placed the bowl on the dining table whole waiting for her to get dressed.
When she came out, I was a little surprised that she wasn’t wearing the t-shirt I chose, but a Thailand singlet instead. It didn’t really help as it was tight and practically showing off her boobs to anyone who was looking. It was really hard not to look.
J: Hope you don’t mind I went through the cupboard. Wanted something with less fabric on my shoulders.
Me: Oh ya. The aloe vera gel. Eat first.
J: Hahaha! What the fuck is this?
At least the bowl of noodles amused her.
Me: Just eat.
I dug around the random items cupboard and found a barely stocked first aid kit, I probably would have more luck asking Jasmine if she had any aloe vera gel. Perhaps I’d check with her after June was done eating.
June must have been hungry as she finished the noodles faster than expected and brought the bowl to the kitchen. I had left the pot in the sink to soak, and she started washing everything.
Me: Hey. Just leave it. I’ll wash it tomorrow.
J: I’m a guest here. I’ll do it.
She washed everything and placed them on the dish rack to dry before heading back to the room. I was about to knock on Jasmine’s door when it suddenly opened and Jasmine stuck her hand out, holding a tube of aloe vera gel.
J: I heard everything.
Me: Oh.
J: Don’t molest her.
Me: I won’t.
June suddenly appeared behind me.
June: Hello!
Jasmine dropped the aloe vera gel and shut the door.
Jas: Sorry. Covid.
June: I’ve already gotten covid. Just wanna say hi.
Jasmine opened the door.
Jas: Hi. Ok you’re pretty tall.
June: Hi. You’re not that short.
Jas: You should report the guy.
June: I just want to get over it.
Jas: You can make an online report using Singpass. Somebody will call you to follow up.
June: I’ll think about it.
Jas: I hope you won’t resort to self-harm to cope.
June: I didn’t and I wasn’t.
Jasmine shrugged.
Jas: Hope the aloe vera works then. Mark will apply it for you. He’s pretty gentle and good at it.
June: I can do it myself.
Jas: I don’t think you’re capable of taking care of yourself right now.
Me: Ok. That’s enough.
I wasn’t sure why Jasmine was being so curt towards June. Maybe it was jealousy of the probability that something might happen?
June: She’s right.
June picked up the gel and headed back into the room.
I stared at Jasmine.
Me: Why?
J: Why what?
Me: She’s vulnerable.
J: Exactly. And you’re taking the soft approach. Doesn’t work on her. See how docile she became?
Me: Fair enough.
J: Now go help her. Good night.
She shut the door.
I entered the room and found June sitting on the bed quietly.
J: She’s so fierce. Scary.
Me: Is it?
I pulled the chair towards the bed.
Me: Do you want to sit on the bed or on the chair?
J: Bed.
Me: Ok.
I took the gel.
Me: Take of your top and face the wall.
J: Ok. Sounds like I’m in prison.
Me: Fine. I can walk over to the other side.
But she already removed her top and turned around, her boobs bouncing as she did.
I spread the gel on her shoulders and gently massaged it in.
J: My back too please.
Me: Ok.
I squirted more gel onto my hands and massaged her back too.
J: She’s right. You’re gentle. Do this often?
Me: Depends on the situation.
J: Does the gel work on the scratches too?
Me: I have no idea.
J: I should try.
She turned around.
Me: You better do it yourself.
J: You don’t feel like massaging my breasts?
Me: Inappropriate. Hand please.
I squirted some gel onto her hand then turned around as she started to apply the gel to the scratches on her breasts.
J: Are you shy?
Me: No. Just giving you some privacy.
J: Are you getting hard?
Me: Definitely not.
J: More gel please.
I turned around to pass her the entire tube and saw that she had removed the shorts. This time, she didn’t bother to protect her modesty and I could practically see everything. Her pubic area was waxed or shaven, with plump pussy lips. Their appearance marred by the scratches on her inner thighs. Her clit lay unaroused under its hood.
J: I legit don’t know how you can control yourself when there’s a naked girl in bed touching herself in front of you.
Me: Self-control. And you’re not exactly touching yourself sexually.
June looked me right in the eye, cupped a boob and pinched her nipple.
I just stared blankly at her.
J: I’m inclined to agree with Rebecca that you’re gay.
Me: I’m not.
She handed the tube back to me and put the shorts back on.
J: I’m not going to wear the top, but I’m going to get gel all over the sheets.
Me: It’s fine. I can wash them later.
She lay down.
J: Aren’t you coming to bed?
Me: I can sleep on the sofa. Do you want the aircon to be colder?
J: This temp is fine.
Me: Ok. I’m going to take a shower. Then I’ll be outside. Sleep well.
J: I’m ok if you want to sleep next to me.
Me: I’m a violent sleeper.
J: Really?
Me: Yeah. I punch and kick.
J: Not grope?
Me: Maybe that too.
J: Haha. Then I’ll punch and kick you.
Me: Just go sleep. Don’t worry about the sheets. I’ll have to wash them anyway.
J: Oh my. Who did you have sex with on them?
Me: Nobody. The sheets are washed weekly if the bed is in use.
J: Wow. I only wash mine monthly.
Me: I’m a good house husband.
J: Please train my husband. Thanks. He doesn’t even wash the toilets. I have to do it.
Me: Funny. I thought being a regular meant he’d be used to area cleaning.
J: He’s an officer.
Me: There’s still area cleaning.
J: Haha. I’ll ask him. Now go shower and come to bed.
Me: I’ll be on the sofa if you need me. Good night.
J: Night.
I turned off the light and headed to the bathroom. I suppose she would cover herself if she was cold.
I never ever had the tap valve all the way to the left before. That was the maximum temperature for the preset temperature of the heater. Last I checked it was at 40 degrees. I usually had it in the middle if I needed a warm shower.
Curiosity, or maybe stupidity made me try and I immediately shut the water off the second it hit my body.
How could any sane person take a comfortable shower at that temperature? Perhaps she was insane.
I finished my shower at a more reasonable temperature and headed back to the room to grab a top. It was pretty chilly out in the living room. June was lying on her side but she sat up when she heard me come in.
J: Mark?
Me: Yeah? Did I wake you?
J: No. I was waiting for you. Are you always this nice to random girls?
Me: I don’t discriminate.
J: Funny. I mean we’re not that close, yet you treat me like you’ve know me for a long time. Or like a sister. I hope you’ve never seen your sister naked though.
Me: It’s just the way I am.
J: Do you think Jasmine appreciates that?
Me: Appreciates what?
J: Your niceness.
Me: I guess so?
J: I also thinks she does. But it will work against you.
Me: Why?
J: Girls will like you because of the way you treat them, even as a friend. Jasmine has a lot of competition. Especially from your office because it’s full of girls. And then there’s Nat and Crystal. And now me.
Me: I’m not sleeping with all of them.
J: That’s not the point.
Me: I thought you said I should make her jealous?
J: Yeah. But I think she already accepts your niceness as part of your character. And also seems to accept that you will treat us nicely no matter what she says or does.
Me: I don’t really get it.
J: She asked me to let you apply the gel for me. She’s ok with you touching me.
Me: It’s just to apply gel.
J: She could have asked me to apply it myself. But she didn’t.
Me: Maybe she knows you can’t reach your back?
J: That’s not the point.
Me: What is the point then?
J: She’s not going to get jealous even if I’m fucking you right now.
Me: How do you know?
J: Just a feeling. And the fact that she’s allowing you to be alone with me right now. And allows you to fuck others as well. I think that means she extremely receptive to having an open relationship and right now she’s just practicing.
Me: But she said it will stop when we get married.
J: You really think so?
Me: I don’t know.
J: I don’t think she really wants to get married. But she wants you around because of how you treat her, which to her is better than her husband did.
Me: Why wouldn’t she want to get married?
J: There’s no need to. She can buy over the house herself if the criteria is fulfilled. She probably wants you as a housemate and companion.
Me: You don’t know that.
J: Yup. I don’t. But the way she’s acting seems to point in that direction.
Me: Well if that’s what she wants and it makes her happy, I’ll be happy too.
J: Talk to her properly once she recovered. I may be wrong. But I do think it’s pretty easy for you to drop everyone else and just be with her if that’s what she wants.
Me: Yeah. I can do that.
J: Ok. I really sleepy now.
Me: Then go and sleep.
J: You must be tired too.
Me: I am.
J: Don’t sleep outside. Just sleep here. With me.
Me: Are you afraid of the dark? Haha.
J: Nope. But I like having a warm body next to me when it gets cold.
Me: If you’re cold, put on on some clothes and get under the blanket.
J: Are you really shy?
Me: No.
J: Are you afraid I’ll use you like the others did?
Me: No.
J: Then why are you rejecting me?
Me: It’s inappropriate?
J: Wah. Then when Shirlyn forced herself on you in her house was it inappropriate?
Me: Pretty inappropriate.
J: But you went along with it anyway.
Me: Yup.
J: Ah. So you like to be dominated. Hahaha.
Me: Well…
J: Just sleep next to me. I won’t touch you inappropriately. Not that you’ll mind anyway.
Me: You know the last time someone said she just wants to hug me to sleep…
J: Alicia right? Don’t worry. I’m not going to be hugging you consciously.
Me: Right.
J: Don’t mind my flailing arms when I’m asleep though.
Me: You punch pretty hard.
J: Then you better hug me to sleep. Hahaha.
Me: You went one big round just to ask me to hug you to sleep?
J: I did say I was a hugger.
Me: Does your husband hug you to sleep?
J: At the start lor. Then he rolls over and snores.
Me: Haha. I think that’s what most of us do.
J: Can you just faster lie down?
Me: Fine. Let me get dressed first.
J: Don’t need.
Me: I’m only wearing boxers.
J: I can tell.
Me: I might get hard unintentionally.
J: So be it.
I lay down and she immediately snuggled up to me, as I placed my hand under her neck and she lay on my chest. One of her hands was by the side and the other draped across my stomach. I could feel her nipples on my side. She then pulled me to lie sideways and wrapped her leg around my back like a koala.
J: Is this ok for you?
Me: Yeah.
Suddenly, she licked my nipple.
Me: Oi!
J: Hahahahaha. It’s actually quite fun to tease you.
Me: Just hugs. Nothing else.
J: Yeah. I shouldn’t go overboard. Don’t want to end up disappointed with your crabstick.
Me: Very funny.
J: But seriously I should get my husband to eat more unhealthy food. You’re damn nice t hug. And thanks for everything. Good night.
She buried her face in my chest and went to sleep.
Me: Good night.
Honestly the position was a little awkward but I guess eventually she’d release me and I’d roll over to sleep properly.
I don’t know if I was trying to be funny, or just trying to cheer her up, but I arranged the crabstick and fishballs into the shape of a penis in the bowl of maggi curry noodles. I tried drizzling the egg into the noodles in streams so it would look like a cumshot but it didn’t really work.
I placed the bowl on the dining table whole waiting for her to get dressed.
When she came out, I was a little surprised that she wasn’t wearing the t-shirt I chose, but a Thailand singlet instead. It didn’t really help as it was tight and practically showing off her boobs to anyone who was looking. It was really hard not to look.
J: Hope you don’t mind I went through the cupboard. Wanted something with less fabric on my shoulders.
Me: Oh ya. The aloe vera gel. Eat first.
J: Hahaha! What the fuck is this?
At least the bowl of noodles amused her.
Me: Just eat.
I dug around the random items cupboard and found a barely stocked first aid kit, I probably would have more luck asking Jasmine if she had any aloe vera gel. Perhaps I’d check with her after June was done eating.
June must have been hungry as she finished the noodles faster than expected and brought the bowl to the kitchen. I had left the pot in the sink to soak, and she started washing everything.
Me: Hey. Just leave it. I’ll wash it tomorrow.
J: I’m a guest here. I’ll do it.
She washed everything and placed them on the dish rack to dry before heading back to the room. I was about to knock on Jasmine’s door when it suddenly opened and Jasmine stuck her hand out, holding a tube of aloe vera gel.
J: I heard everything.
Me: Oh.
J: Don’t molest her.
Me: I won’t.
June suddenly appeared behind me.
June: Hello!
Jasmine dropped the aloe vera gel and shut the door.
Jas: Sorry. Covid.
June: I’ve already gotten covid. Just wanna say hi.
Jasmine opened the door.
Jas: Hi. Ok you’re pretty tall.
June: Hi. You’re not that short.
Jas: You should report the guy.
June: I just want to get over it.
Jas: You can make an online report using Singpass. Somebody will call you to follow up.
June: I’ll think about it.
Jas: I hope you won’t resort to self-harm to cope.
June: I didn’t and I wasn’t.
Jasmine shrugged.
Jas: Hope the aloe vera works then. Mark will apply it for you. He’s pretty gentle and good at it.
June: I can do it myself.
Jas: I don’t think you’re capable of taking care of yourself right now.
Me: Ok. That’s enough.
I wasn’t sure why Jasmine was being so curt towards June. Maybe it was jealousy of the probability that something might happen?
June: She’s right.
June picked up the gel and headed back into the room.
I stared at Jasmine.
Me: Why?
J: Why what?
Me: She’s vulnerable.
J: Exactly. And you’re taking the soft approach. Doesn’t work on her. See how docile she became?
Me: Fair enough.
J: Now go help her. Good night.
She shut the door.
I entered the room and found June sitting on the bed quietly.
J: She’s so fierce. Scary.
Me: Is it?
I pulled the chair towards the bed.
Me: Do you want to sit on the bed or on the chair?
J: Bed.
Me: Ok.
I took the gel.
Me: Take of your top and face the wall.
J: Ok. Sounds like I’m in prison.
Me: Fine. I can walk over to the other side.
But she already removed her top and turned around, her boobs bouncing as she did.
I spread the gel on her shoulders and gently massaged it in.
J: My back too please.
Me: Ok.
I squirted more gel onto my hands and massaged her back too.
J: She’s right. You’re gentle. Do this often?
Me: Depends on the situation.
J: Does the gel work on the scratches too?
Me: I have no idea.
J: I should try.
She turned around.
Me: You better do it yourself.
J: You don’t feel like massaging my breasts?
Me: Inappropriate. Hand please.
I squirted some gel onto her hand then turned around as she started to apply the gel to the scratches on her breasts.
J: Are you shy?
Me: No. Just giving you some privacy.
J: Are you getting hard?
Me: Definitely not.
J: More gel please.
I turned around to pass her the entire tube and saw that she had removed the shorts. This time, she didn’t bother to protect her modesty and I could practically see everything. Her pubic area was waxed or shaven, with plump pussy lips. Their appearance marred by the scratches on her inner thighs. Her clit lay unaroused under its hood.
J: I legit don’t know how you can control yourself when there’s a naked girl in bed touching herself in front of you.
Me: Self-control. And you’re not exactly touching yourself sexually.
June looked me right in the eye, cupped a boob and pinched her nipple.
I just stared blankly at her.
J: I’m inclined to agree with Rebecca that you’re gay.
Me: I’m not.
She handed the tube back to me and put the shorts back on.
J: I’m not going to wear the top, but I’m going to get gel all over the sheets.
Me: It’s fine. I can wash them later.
She lay down.
J: Aren’t you coming to bed?
Me: I can sleep on the sofa. Do you want the aircon to be colder?
J: This temp is fine.
Me: Ok. I’m going to take a shower. Then I’ll be outside. Sleep well.
J: I’m ok if you want to sleep next to me.
Me: I’m a violent sleeper.
J: Really?
Me: Yeah. I punch and kick.
J: Not grope?
Me: Maybe that too.
J: Haha. Then I’ll punch and kick you.
Me: Just go sleep. Don’t worry about the sheets. I’ll have to wash them anyway.
J: Oh my. Who did you have sex with on them?
Me: Nobody. The sheets are washed weekly if the bed is in use.
J: Wow. I only wash mine monthly.
Me: I’m a good house husband.
J: Please train my husband. Thanks. He doesn’t even wash the toilets. I have to do it.
Me: Funny. I thought being a regular meant he’d be used to area cleaning.
J: He’s an officer.
Me: There’s still area cleaning.
J: Haha. I’ll ask him. Now go shower and come to bed.
Me: I’ll be on the sofa if you need me. Good night.
J: Night.
I turned off the light and headed to the bathroom. I suppose she would cover herself if she was cold.
I never ever had the tap valve all the way to the left before. That was the maximum temperature for the preset temperature of the heater. Last I checked it was at 40 degrees. I usually had it in the middle if I needed a warm shower.
Curiosity, or maybe stupidity made me try and I immediately shut the water off the second it hit my body.
How could any sane person take a comfortable shower at that temperature? Perhaps she was insane.
I finished my shower at a more reasonable temperature and headed back to the room to grab a top. It was pretty chilly out in the living room. June was lying on her side but she sat up when she heard me come in.
J: Mark?
Me: Yeah? Did I wake you?
J: No. I was waiting for you. Are you always this nice to random girls?
Me: I don’t discriminate.
J: Funny. I mean we’re not that close, yet you treat me like you’ve know me for a long time. Or like a sister. I hope you’ve never seen your sister naked though.
Me: It’s just the way I am.
J: Do you think Jasmine appreciates that?
Me: Appreciates what?
J: Your niceness.
Me: I guess so?
J: I also thinks she does. But it will work against you.
Me: Why?
J: Girls will like you because of the way you treat them, even as a friend. Jasmine has a lot of competition. Especially from your office because it’s full of girls. And then there’s Nat and Crystal. And now me.
Me: I’m not sleeping with all of them.
J: That’s not the point.
Me: I thought you said I should make her jealous?
J: Yeah. But I think she already accepts your niceness as part of your character. And also seems to accept that you will treat us nicely no matter what she says or does.
Me: I don’t really get it.
J: She asked me to let you apply the gel for me. She’s ok with you touching me.
Me: It’s just to apply gel.
J: She could have asked me to apply it myself. But she didn’t.
Me: Maybe she knows you can’t reach your back?
J: That’s not the point.
Me: What is the point then?
J: She’s not going to get jealous even if I’m fucking you right now.
Me: How do you know?
J: Just a feeling. And the fact that she’s allowing you to be alone with me right now. And allows you to fuck others as well. I think that means she extremely receptive to having an open relationship and right now she’s just practicing.
Me: But she said it will stop when we get married.
J: You really think so?
Me: I don’t know.
J: I don’t think she really wants to get married. But she wants you around because of how you treat her, which to her is better than her husband did.
Me: Why wouldn’t she want to get married?
J: There’s no need to. She can buy over the house herself if the criteria is fulfilled. She probably wants you as a housemate and companion.
Me: You don’t know that.
J: Yup. I don’t. But the way she’s acting seems to point in that direction.
Me: Well if that’s what she wants and it makes her happy, I’ll be happy too.
J: Talk to her properly once she recovered. I may be wrong. But I do think it’s pretty easy for you to drop everyone else and just be with her if that’s what she wants.
Me: Yeah. I can do that.
J: Ok. I really sleepy now.
Me: Then go and sleep.
J: You must be tired too.
Me: I am.
J: Don’t sleep outside. Just sleep here. With me.
Me: Are you afraid of the dark? Haha.
J: Nope. But I like having a warm body next to me when it gets cold.
Me: If you’re cold, put on on some clothes and get under the blanket.
J: Are you really shy?
Me: No.
J: Are you afraid I’ll use you like the others did?
Me: No.
J: Then why are you rejecting me?
Me: It’s inappropriate?
J: Wah. Then when Shirlyn forced herself on you in her house was it inappropriate?
Me: Pretty inappropriate.
J: But you went along with it anyway.
Me: Yup.
J: Ah. So you like to be dominated. Hahaha.
Me: Well…
J: Just sleep next to me. I won’t touch you inappropriately. Not that you’ll mind anyway.
Me: You know the last time someone said she just wants to hug me to sleep…
J: Alicia right? Don’t worry. I’m not going to be hugging you consciously.
Me: Right.
J: Don’t mind my flailing arms when I’m asleep though.
Me: You punch pretty hard.
J: Then you better hug me to sleep. Hahaha.
Me: You went one big round just to ask me to hug you to sleep?
J: I did say I was a hugger.
Me: Does your husband hug you to sleep?
J: At the start lor. Then he rolls over and snores.
Me: Haha. I think that’s what most of us do.
J: Can you just faster lie down?
Me: Fine. Let me get dressed first.
J: Don’t need.
Me: I’m only wearing boxers.
J: I can tell.
Me: I might get hard unintentionally.
J: So be it.
I lay down and she immediately snuggled up to me, as I placed my hand under her neck and she lay on my chest. One of her hands was by the side and the other draped across my stomach. I could feel her nipples on my side. She then pulled me to lie sideways and wrapped her leg around my back like a koala.
J: Is this ok for you?
Me: Yeah.
Suddenly, she licked my nipple.
Me: Oi!
J: Hahahahaha. It’s actually quite fun to tease you.
Me: Just hugs. Nothing else.
J: Yeah. I shouldn’t go overboard. Don’t want to end up disappointed with your crabstick.
Me: Very funny.
J: But seriously I should get my husband to eat more unhealthy food. You’re damn nice t hug. And thanks for everything. Good night.
She buried her face in my chest and went to sleep.
Me: Good night.
Honestly the position was a little awkward but I guess eventually she’d release me and I’d roll over to sleep properly.
I really couldn’t fall asleep in that position, and thankfully there were not much impure thoughts running through my mind at that point of time and I managed to stay flaccid.
Her way of coping was weird, and it kind of reminded me of Alicia just wanting me to hug her to sleep, and eventually it led to a lot more than that, but I guess everyone copes differently?
June was a pretty sound sleeper, or perhaps she was really tired. Despite her hand being on my crotch, she didn’t subconsciously try to squeeze it or anything, and neither was she the type who would fidget and rub her nipples against me. In fact, it was me who was trying really hard not to move even though I felt pins and needles and numbness creeping up on me. I wouldn’t want to unintentionally arouse her and give her the wrong idea.
In the end, after about an hour of cuddling, she finally released me and rolled over. I heaved a sigh of relief and pulled the blanket over her and got off the bed. She stirred awake.
J: Don’t go.
Me: Just going to get a drink.
J: Come back ok?
Me: Ok.
I waited for her to fall asleep again before I quietly made my way to the kitchen. After getting my drink I headed back to the room and caught sight of her phone.
A wild idea crossed my mind. There was an opportunity for me to find out who the guy was, and possibly warn others about him if she really decided not to make a report in the end. Unfortunately, her phone was pin-locked and I couldn’t figure out the code.
I replaced the phone and contemplated heading to the living room sofa but got a huge shock when June suddenly sat up. It was like some horror movie scene.
J: Can you come to bed since you’re back?
Thankfully she didn’t catch me trying to check her phone.
I got into bed again and she turned, facing her back to me. I slid my arm under her neck again.
J: Feels weird. Can you go from under my arm?
Me: Huh?
She sat up, wrapped my arms around her from behind and lay back down, placing my hands on her tummy. I could feel her underboob brushing against my arms.
Me: How is this comfortable for you?
J: It is.
Me: Well it’s not for me.
J: Oh.
Me: Can I just go under your neck?
J: How are you going to hug me then?
I demonstrated.
J: Oh. By going over my boobs. Smart move.
Me: Well my arms aren’t that long.
J: Where will your hand be otherwise?
Me: Just stretched out.
J: And your other hand?
I placed it on her hip, with my hand resting on her thigh/butt area. She immediately tensed up.
J: Woah. Don’t do that.
I moved my hand.
Me: Sorry.
J: I mean if you want to, tell me first.
Me: Didn’t mean to.
J: And you’re getting hard. I felt it twitch.
Me: Yeah. This was a bad idea.
J: Nah. I’ll just face you. Like just now.
Me: I couldn’t really sleep that way.
She flipped over and pulled me closer, pressing her hand on my crotch again.
J: Amazing. It’s soft again.
Me: It’s not going to be if you keep touching it!
J: Oops. I really just want to be hugged.
Me: Then stop touching me.
She removed her hand and snuggled onto my chest again.
I guess I should probably try to get used to this position. It seemed really comfortable/comforting for her, and I probably should try to be as accommodating as I could.
Eventually I guess I did fall asleep as when I woke up the next morning, it felt like a great burden had been lifted off me. Literally. June was already awake and sitting on the chair, watching me. At least she had gotten dressed this time.
J: You aren’t really violent.
Me: Oh shit. Did I grope you or something.
J: Nah. I’m amazed you lasted so long. My husband usually can’t take it after a few minutes.
Me: My arm probably needs to be amputated already.
J: Anyway….can I borrow these clothes? I forgot to hang my wet clothes to dry last night.
Me: Wait. You’re intending on going home without underwear?
J: I don’t have a choice right?
Me: Let me see if-
J: Don’t be stupid. Where are you going to find a bra that fits me? And I’m not wearing someone else’s panties.
Me: Maybe can squeeze you into a B cup. Haha.
J: No way.
Me: How about a jacket?
J: I have a jacket in the car. Don’t worry.
Me: Ok. Do you want breakfast or something?
J: I’m good. I’ll go home now.
Me: Are you feeling better?
J: Yes.
Me: That’s good.
J: Next time don’t anyhow touch my phone ok?
Me: Huh?
J: You took my phone last night when I was asleep. Why?
Me: How did you know?
J: I never ever place my phone face down. But it was face down when I woke up. But I notice you place yours face down.
Me: Damn. Yeah. It’s a habit. I hate the lights waking me up due to notifications.
J: I already told you to drop the matter. I will decide if I’m going to report it. Can you not piss me off?
Me: Sorry.
J: I know you mean well, but just drop it please.
Me: Ok.
J: And I know you’re going to write about this. Do not, and I emphasize, do not sensationalize it. I made a stupid mistake and I deserve it. Don’t go and write until I’m some victim.
Me: You are a victim.
J: Yes, but don’t make it seem like the whole world needs to go after that guy and pity me. I’ll deal with this on my own.
Me: You need to tell your husband too.
J: I know.
Me: Are you afraid of how he’ll react?
J: A little. He can be very impulsive sometimes. Just look at how he broke two government bonds without thinking of the consequences.
Me: Well…
J: Anyway thanks again. I’ll return the clothes after I’ve washed them.
Me: Sure. Let me get dressed and walk you to the car.
I quickly put on a top and escorted her to her car.
As expected, there was a note on the car from security about overnight parking. At least they were doing their job.
June unlocked the car and turned around, her arms outstretched.
J: Hug?
Me: Friendly one right?
J: I don’t mind an unfriendly one going by your definition. You’re very nice to hug.
Me: What’s your definition then?
J: Of an unfriendly hug?
Me: Yeah.
J: One where you’re touching me all over while hugging me.
Me: Our definitions are very very different.
J: My fwb does unfriendly hugs really well. Haha.
Me: Good to know.
I moved forward and hugged her for more than 5 seconds, only letting go when she released me around probably around a minute.
She got into the car.
J: Thanks again. I’ll chat with you soon.
I waited till she drove off before heading back up.
I was considering going back to bed as it was still only 8am but after tossing and turning for a couple of minutes I decided to watch some TV.
Around 9am June texted me.
J: Erm. Husband’s really pissed. Can you talk to him?
Me: Me?
J: He doesn’t believe what I told him. He thinks it’s you who did this.
Me: Why would he believe me if I’m the one telling him?
J: Can you just talk to him?
Me: Sure?
J: Can you activate your telegram call function?
Me: Why don’t I just give you my number?
J: Then you’ll know my number too…
Me: We’re way past that stage. 9XXXXXXX.
J: Ok fine.
She called me almost instantly and I answered.
June’s husband: MOTHER FUCKER WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY WIFE???
Me: Calm down bro. It wasn’t me.
JH: FUCK YOU UNDERSTAND? YOU TOUCH MY WIFE AND WANT TO DENY?
Me: Did you even ask her what happened?
JH: SHE SAID SHE MET SOME GUY ONLINE THEN WENT FOR DINNER AND DRINKS THEN HE TRIED TO MOLEST HER BUT SHE STOPPED HIM. THEN SHE WENT TO FIND YOU! FUCKING BULLSHIT!
Me: Why is it bullshit?
JH: SHE CAN JUST COME HOME RIGHT? FIND YOU FOR FUCK! DON’T FUCKING LIE TO ME!
Me: So if she went home, traumatized, crying, would you react like this?
JH: WHAT DO YOU THINK?
Me: I think I see why she wouldn’t want to go home immediately and wait until she’s calmed down.
JH: WHAT?
Me: It’s really not me bro. She came to me maybe because she wasn’t in the right frame of mind. And she didn’t want you to overreact like how you’re overreacting now.
JH: You’ve got a point.
Me: We didn’t have sex if that’s what you want to know.
JH: She said you’re not her desired size.
Me: Yes. I know.
JH: Sorry for yelling then. I’ll buy you a beer next time.
Me: Please convince her to make a report.
J: You know you’re on speakerphone right?
Me: Oh. Lucky I didn’t say bad things about you.
JH: I’ll knock some sense into her.
Me: Good.
J: Thanks Mark. Bye.
That was surprisingly easy.
I was getting a little hungry so I knocked on Jasmine’s door to see if she wanted breakfast.
There was no reply so I went in. She was still sleeping. I brushed her hair off her forehead and kissed her. She woke up and pushed me away.
J: COVID!!!!!
Me: I’m not going to fall sick la.
J: Still.
Me: Really.
J: Is she good in bed?
Me: What?
J: Your new friend June.
Me: I have no idea.
J: You really didn’t sleep with her?
Me: No.
J: Her boobs are very nice. If I was well I’d want to play with them.
Me: Erm. I’m not sure if she’s bi. And I hope I’m still attractive to you.
J: Of course you are. Now get out before I give you covid.
Me: Breakfast?
J: Oh. Hmm. Porridge.
Me: What kind?
J: What are you getting for yourself?
Me: I have no idea.
J: KFC porridge then.
Me: Ok. I’ll be back shortly.
I tried to kiss her again but she stuck her leg out and pushed/kicked me away.
J: COVID!!!!!!!
Me: Hahahaha. Ok.
I headed over to the KFC nearby to get her breakfast.
3 more days before she would let me talk to her properly.
I really couldn’t fall asleep in that position, and thankfully there were not much impure thoughts running through my mind at that point of time and I managed to stay flaccid.
Her way of coping was weird, and it kind of reminded me of Alicia just wanting me to hug her to sleep, and eventually it led to a lot more than that, but I guess everyone copes differently?
June was a pretty sound sleeper, or perhaps she was really tired. Despite her hand being on my crotch, she didn’t subconsciously try to squeeze it or anything, and neither was she the type who would fidget and rub her nipples against me. In fact, it was me who was trying really hard not to move even though I felt pins and needles and numbness creeping up on me. I wouldn’t want to unintentionally arouse her and give her the wrong idea.
In the end, after about an hour of cuddling, she finally released me and rolled over. I heaved a sigh of relief and pulled the blanket over her and got off the bed. She stirred awake.
J: Don’t go.
Me: Just going to get a drink.
J: Come back ok?
Me: Ok.
I waited for her to fall asleep again before I quietly made my way to the kitchen. After getting my drink I headed back to the room and caught sight of her phone.
A wild idea crossed my mind. There was an opportunity for me to find out who the guy was, and possibly warn others about him if she really decided not to make a report in the end. Unfortunately, her phone was pin-locked and I couldn’t figure out the code.
I replaced the phone and contemplated heading to the living room sofa but got a huge shock when June suddenly sat up. It was like some horror movie scene.
J: Can you come to bed since you’re back?
Thankfully she didn’t catch me trying to check her phone.
I got into bed again and she turned, facing her back to me. I slid my arm under her neck again.
J: Feels weird. Can you go from under my arm?
Me: Huh?
She sat up, wrapped my arms around her from behind and lay back down, placing my hands on her tummy. I could feel her underboob brushing against my arms.
Me: How is this comfortable for you?
J: It is.
Me: Well it’s not for me.
J: Oh.
Me: Can I just go under your neck?
J: How are you going to hug me then?
I demonstrated.
J: Oh. By going over my boobs. Smart move.
Me: Well my arms aren’t that long.
J: Where will your hand be otherwise?
Me: Just stretched out.
J: And your other hand?
I placed it on her hip, with my hand resting on her thigh/butt area. She immediately tensed up.
J: Woah. Don’t do that.
I moved my hand.
Me: Sorry.
J: I mean if you want to, tell me first.
Me: Didn’t mean to.
J: And you’re getting hard. I felt it twitch.
Me: Yeah. This was a bad idea.
J: Nah. I’ll just face you. Like just now.
Me: I couldn’t really sleep that way.
She flipped over and pulled me closer, pressing her hand on my crotch again.
J: Amazing. It’s soft again.
Me: It’s not going to be if you keep touching it!
J: Oops. I really just want to be hugged.
Me: Then stop touching me.
She removed her hand and snuggled onto my chest again.
I guess I should probably try to get used to this position. It seemed really comfortable/comforting for her, and I probably should try to be as accommodating as I could.
Eventually I guess I did fall asleep as when I woke up the next morning, it felt like a great burden had been lifted off me. Literally. June was already awake and sitting on the chair, watching me. At least she had gotten dressed this time.
J: You aren’t really violent.
Me: Oh shit. Did I grope you or something.
J: Nah. I’m amazed you lasted so long. My husband usually can’t take it after a few minutes.
Me: My arm probably needs to be amputated already.
J: Anyway….can I borrow these clothes? I forgot to hang my wet clothes to dry last night.
Me: Wait. You’re intending on going home without underwear?
J: I don’t have a choice right?
Me: Let me see if-
J: Don’t be stupid. Where are you going to find a bra that fits me? And I’m not wearing someone else’s panties.
Me: Maybe can squeeze you into a B cup. Haha.
J: No way.
Me: How about a jacket?
J: I have a jacket in the car. Don’t worry.
Me: Ok. Do you want breakfast or something?
J: I’m good. I’ll go home now.
Me: Are you feeling better?
J: Yes.
Me: That’s good.
J: Next time don’t anyhow touch my phone ok?
Me: Huh?
J: You took my phone last night when I was asleep. Why?
Me: How did you know?
J: I never ever place my phone face down. But it was face down when I woke up. But I notice you place yours face down.
Me: Damn. Yeah. It’s a habit. I hate the lights waking me up due to notifications.
J: I already told you to drop the matter. I will decide if I’m going to report it. Can you not piss me off?
Me: Sorry.
J: I know you mean well, but just drop it please.
Me: Ok.
J: And I know you’re going to write about this. Do not, and I emphasize, do not sensationalize it. I made a stupid mistake and I deserve it. Don’t go and write until I’m some victim.
Me: You are a victim.
J: Yes, but don’t make it seem like the whole world needs to go after that guy and pity me. I’ll deal with this on my own.
Me: You need to tell your husband too.
J: I know.
Me: Are you afraid of how he’ll react?
J: A little. He can be very impulsive sometimes. Just look at how he broke two government bonds without thinking of the consequences.
Me: Well…
J: Anyway thanks again. I’ll return the clothes after I’ve washed them.
Me: Sure. Let me get dressed and walk you to the car.
I quickly put on a top and escorted her to her car.
As expected, there was a note on the car from security about overnight parking. At least they were doing their job.
June unlocked the car and turned around, her arms outstretched.
J: Hug?
Me: Friendly one right?
J: I don’t mind an unfriendly one going by your definition. You’re very nice to hug.
Me: What’s your definition then?
J: Of an unfriendly hug?
Me: Yeah.
J: One where you’re touching me all over while hugging me.
Me: Our definitions are very very different.
J: My fwb does unfriendly hugs really well. Haha.
Me: Good to know.
I moved forward and hugged her for more than 5 seconds, only letting go when she released me around probably around a minute.
She got into the car.
J: Thanks again. I’ll chat with you soon.
I waited till she drove off before heading back up.
I was considering going back to bed as it was still only 8am but after tossing and turning for a couple of minutes I decided to watch some TV.
Around 9am June texted me.
J: Erm. Husband’s really pissed. Can you talk to him?
Me: Me?
J: He doesn’t believe what I told him. He thinks it’s you who did this.
Me: Why would he believe me if I’m the one telling him?
J: Can you just talk to him?
Me: Sure?
J: Can you activate your telegram call function?
Me: Why don’t I just give you my number?
J: Then you’ll know my number too…
Me: We’re way past that stage. 9XXXXXXX.
J: Ok fine.
She called me almost instantly and I answered.
June’s husband: MOTHER FUCKER WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY WIFE???
Me: Calm down bro. It wasn’t me.
JH: FUCK YOU UNDERSTAND? YOU TOUCH MY WIFE AND WANT TO DENY?
Me: Did you even ask her what happened?
JH: SHE SAID SHE MET SOME GUY ONLINE THEN WENT FOR DINNER AND DRINKS THEN HE TRIED TO MOLEST HER BUT SHE STOPPED HIM. THEN SHE WENT TO FIND YOU! FUCKING BULLSHIT!
Me: Why is it bullshit?
JH: SHE CAN JUST COME HOME RIGHT? FIND YOU FOR FUCK! DON’T FUCKING LIE TO ME!
Me: So if she went home, traumatized, crying, would you react like this?
JH: WHAT DO YOU THINK?
Me: I think I see why she wouldn’t want to go home immediately and wait until she’s calmed down.
JH: WHAT?
Me: It’s really not me bro. She came to me maybe because she wasn’t in the right frame of mind. And she didn’t want you to overreact like how you’re overreacting now.
JH: You’ve got a point.
Me: We didn’t have sex if that’s what you want to know.
JH: She said you’re not her desired size.
Me: Yes. I know.
JH: Sorry for yelling then. I’ll buy you a beer next time.
Me: Please convince her to make a report.
J: You know you’re on speakerphone right?
Me: Oh. Lucky I didn’t say bad things about you.
JH: I’ll knock some sense into her.
Me: Good.
J: Thanks Mark. Bye.
That was surprisingly easy.
I was getting a little hungry so I knocked on Jasmine’s door to see if she wanted breakfast.
There was no reply so I went in. She was still sleeping. I brushed her hair off her forehead and kissed her. She woke up and pushed me away.
J: COVID!!!!!
Me: I’m not going to fall sick la.
J: Still.
Me: Really.
J: Is she good in bed?
Me: What?
J: Your new friend June.
Me: I have no idea.
J: You really didn’t sleep with her?
Me: No.
J: Her boobs are very nice. If I was well I’d want to play with them.
Me: Erm. I’m not sure if she’s bi. And I hope I’m still attractive to you.
J: Of course you are. Now get out before I give you covid.
Me: Breakfast?
J: Oh. Hmm. Porridge.
Me: What kind?
J: What are you getting for yourself?
Me: I have no idea.
J: KFC porridge then.
Me: Ok. I’ll be back shortly.
I tried to kiss her again but she stuck her leg out and pushed/kicked me away.
J: COVID!!!!!!!
Me: Hahahaha. Ok.
I headed over to the KFC nearby to get her breakfast.
3 more days before she would let me talk to her properly.
I placed the porridge outside her door and ate my wrap in the living room while wondering what to watch. I had totally forgotten about House of the Dragon launching on HBO and had a couple of episodes to catch up on.
But it was boring watching tv without Jasmine.
In the end I channel surfed and listened to the background soundtrack of Jasmine coughing.
I ended up watching old mediacorp dramas on MeWatch to reminisce about my childhood. What I was doing now was a far cry from what I envisioned myself doing years ago.
I must have been extremely drained for whatever reason as I fell asleep on the sofa and weirdly only woke up when it started pouring. I checked the time and it was 3pm. Wasn’t Jasmine hungry?
I peered into her room and saw that she was asleep. I guess I should probably find my own food. As it was raining, delivery didn’t make any sense so I just made instant noodles.
The rain didn’t seem to be going away closer to dinner time but I wasn’t hungry anyway. I went to check on Jasmine and she was still sleeping. At least she was able to sleep a lot. My own fight with the virus didn’t allow me very restful sleep due to the nauseating cough that plagued me throughout the entire duration.
Eventually she woke up and strangely wanted fast food for dinner despite being ill. I guess sometimes you just have to fight poison with poison.
I ordered BK as I had a strange craving for their rendang burger while I got her a mushroom swiss. Perhaps she was regretting her choice somewhat as she said she couldn’t taste much of it, but at least the coke was refreshing. Not surprisingly she went back to sleep after that.
I didn’t have anything else to do for the day so I just decided to channel surf until I fell asleep.
Sunday was no different. I either ordered in or took a walk to get food for Jasmine.
June didn’t text me nor did I text her although I probably should have to see how she was doing. I guess she was dealing with the issue somehow. At least her husband was aware now and perhaps was able to talk some sense into her.
I went to work on Monday as usual, cleared my emails as usual.
In fact, everything was as usual. Until evening time when I suddenly developed an itchy and sore throat and my nose suddenly started running for no reason.
I took an ART upon reaching home and it was thankfully negative, but I was suddenly having the symptoms of a respiratory infection. It was a little too late to visit a doctor unless I went to a 24 hour clinic or the A&E but I still had meds so I decided to just self medicate and see a doctor in the morning. I checked my temperature and didn’t have a fever nor were there any body aches. Perhaps I had caught the flu bug that was afflicting everyone else.
I saw a doctor and took MC on Tuesday. Doctor wasn’t surprised I got the flu as there was a bug going around, and it wasn’t very likely to get covid again this quickly. I was prescribed the usual medications.
I got fishball soup for Jasmine on my way back from the doctor. This time I went straight to her room with the food and she didn’t stop me.
J: Ah ha! You’re sick! Told you so.
Me: I’m negative. It’s not covid.
J: Still told you not to come so close.
Me: Oh well, you’re out of isolation today and I’m on MC. We can chill.
J: Sure. What do you want for lunch?
Me: Something you haven’t eaten for awhile?
J: I actually wanna have sushi but you’re sick.
Me: Ah. Gotta wait till I’ve recovered then.
J: Or I can just go myself.
Me: You could.
J: I’ll wait. Wanna go with you. Or maybe I’ll just tapau back.
She ate her fishball noodles while I went to shower and take a nap in Alicia’s room.
I awoke when Jasmine jumped into bed with me.
J: I’m out of isolation.
Me: Can tell. How are you feeling?
J: Still coughing a little. But otherwise I feel fine.
Me: Good.
J: So anyway… I didn’t go to Thailand with a guy. Even if I did, it wouldn’t be EoS.
Me: I see you read the story.
J: Of course. I had nothing to do in isolation. You’re damn hilarious.
Me: So why did you go there?
J: Someone invited me over.
Me: A guy?
J: A girl. Who’s been there for a couple of months now.
Me: Ah.
J: We had sex daily. Hahahaha.
Me: Oh.
J: Kidding la! It’s Alicia.
Me: She’s in Thailand now?
J: Yup.
Me: And she asked you to go over?
J: There’s another reason actually.
Me: Which is?
J: She spotted Alan in Thailand.
Me: Oh.
J: She followed him for a while to see what he was up to.
Me: Is she that bored?
J: Kind of. I guess. But anyway, I told her it can’t be him. He’s supposedly based in Vietnam.
Me: So you went there to find him as well?
J: Not really. I went there to eat and shop and apparently get covid.
Me: I see.
J: And apparently that fucker has another mistress in Thailand.
Me: Ah. That’s interesting.
J: So we managed to get some pics with the help of Alicia’s Thai friend who had a camera with a huge lens. Gonna pass them to my lawyer and see how it goes.
Me: Is that why he wants money? Haha. To support 2 families in different countries. Hahahaha.
J: I guess so.
Me: How’s Alicia by the way?
J: She’s fine. Doing some volunteer work there. Still pissed at you.
Me: Me? What did I do?
J: You know she likes you.
Me: Uh huh.
J: Yet you chose me.
Me: And?
J: Nah. She’s just pissed. Probably more with herself than you.
Me: Right.
J: She should be back end of the year. Or she might go to another country. She hasn’t decided.
Me: Is she ever going to finish her studies?
J: Ah that’s the funny thing. She said she’s thinking of going into nursing or physiotherapy.
Me: Well, still in healthcare.
J: Maybe dentistry.
Me: Well she definitely can afford it.
J: Guess volunteering overseas in the less fortunate countries opened her eyes a little.
Me: Perhaps.
J: So you don’t have to worry about anything. I’ve only been fucked by girls these past few months. You on the other hand…
Me: I can stop seeing them. You know I will.
J: But I don’t want you to.
Me: Then we really need to figure out how this open relationship thing will work for us.
J: We definitely do. But let’s take things slowly ok?
Me: Yeah.
J: Right now just get better. And find out how June is doing.
Me: Why?
J: Whatever happened to her, whether 100% accurate or not, is still a traumatic experience. She may not show it, but I’m sure she’s hurting inside.
Me: Ok. I’ll check up on her.
J: Anyway, now it’s my turn to buy for food you. How does ramen sound?
Me: Why ramen?
J: Don’t know. Need something flavourful after all the bland stuff.
Me: I’m ok.
J: Ok. Go back to sleep. I’ll wake you up when the food arrives.
She kissed me and went out to the living room. I heard her turn on the TV.
Hopefully the new evidence against Alan would help finalise the divorce faster and we could move on.
I placed the porridge outside her door and ate my wrap in the living room while wondering what to watch. I had totally forgotten about House of the Dragon launching on HBO and had a couple of episodes to catch up on.
But it was boring watching tv without Jasmine.
In the end I channel surfed and listened to the background soundtrack of Jasmine coughing.
I ended up watching old mediacorp dramas on MeWatch to reminisce about my childhood. What I was doing now was a far cry from what I envisioned myself doing years ago.
I must have been extremely drained for whatever reason as I fell asleep on the sofa and weirdly only woke up when it started pouring. I checked the time and it was 3pm. Wasn’t Jasmine hungry?
I peered into her room and saw that she was asleep. I guess I should probably find my own food. As it was raining, delivery didn’t make any sense so I just made instant noodles.
The rain didn’t seem to be going away closer to dinner time but I wasn’t hungry anyway. I went to check on Jasmine and she was still sleeping. At least she was able to sleep a lot. My own fight with the virus didn’t allow me very restful sleep due to the nauseating cough that plagued me throughout the entire duration.
Eventually she woke up and strangely wanted fast food for dinner despite being ill. I guess sometimes you just have to fight poison with poison.
I ordered BK as I had a strange craving for their rendang burger while I got her a mushroom swiss. Perhaps she was regretting her choice somewhat as she said she couldn’t taste much of it, but at least the coke was refreshing. Not surprisingly she went back to sleep after that.
I didn’t have anything else to do for the day so I just decided to channel surf until I fell asleep.
Sunday was no different. I either ordered in or took a walk to get food for Jasmine.
June didn’t text me nor did I text her although I probably should have to see how she was doing. I guess she was dealing with the issue somehow. At least her husband was aware now and perhaps was able to talk some sense into her.
I went to work on Monday as usual, cleared my emails as usual.
In fact, everything was as usual. Until evening time when I suddenly developed an itchy and sore throat and my nose suddenly started running for no reason.
I took an ART upon reaching home and it was thankfully negative, but I was suddenly having the symptoms of a respiratory infection. It was a little too late to visit a doctor unless I went to a 24 hour clinic or the A&E but I still had meds so I decided to just self medicate and see a doctor in the morning. I checked my temperature and didn’t have a fever nor were there any body aches. Perhaps I had caught the flu bug that was afflicting everyone else.
I saw a doctor and took MC on Tuesday. Doctor wasn’t surprised I got the flu as there was a bug going around, and it wasn’t very likely to get covid again this quickly. I was prescribed the usual medications.
I got fishball soup for Jasmine on my way back from the doctor. This time I went straight to her room with the food and she didn’t stop me.
J: Ah ha! You’re sick! Told you so.
Me: I’m negative. It’s not covid.
J: Still told you not to come so close.
Me: Oh well, you’re out of isolation today and I’m on MC. We can chill.
J: Sure. What do you want for lunch?
Me: Something you haven’t eaten for awhile?
J: I actually wanna have sushi but you’re sick.
Me: Ah. Gotta wait till I’ve recovered then.
J: Or I can just go myself.
Me: You could.
J: I’ll wait. Wanna go with you. Or maybe I’ll just tapau back.
She ate her fishball noodles while I went to shower and take a nap in Alicia’s room.
I awoke when Jasmine jumped into bed with me.
J: I’m out of isolation.
Me: Can tell. How are you feeling?
J: Still coughing a little. But otherwise I feel fine.
Me: Good.
J: So anyway… I didn’t go to Thailand with a guy. Even if I did, it wouldn’t be EoS.
Me: I see you read the story.
J: Of course. I had nothing to do in isolation. You’re damn hilarious.
Me: So why did you go there?
J: Someone invited me over.
Me: A guy?
J: A girl. Who’s been there for a couple of months now.
Me: Ah.
J: We had sex daily. Hahahaha.
Me: Oh.
J: Kidding la! It’s Alicia.
Me: She’s in Thailand now?
J: Yup.
Me: And she asked you to go over?
J: There’s another reason actually.
Me: Which is?
J: She spotted Alan in Thailand.
Me: Oh.
J: She followed him for a while to see what he was up to.
Me: Is she that bored?
J: Kind of. I guess. But anyway, I told her it can’t be him. He’s supposedly based in Vietnam.
Me: So you went there to find him as well?
J: Not really. I went there to eat and shop and apparently get covid.
Me: I see.
J: And apparently that fucker has another mistress in Thailand.
Me: Ah. That’s interesting.
J: So we managed to get some pics with the help of Alicia’s Thai friend who had a camera with a huge lens. Gonna pass them to my lawyer and see how it goes.
Me: Is that why he wants money? Haha. To support 2 families in different countries. Hahahaha.
J: I guess so.
Me: How’s Alicia by the way?
J: She’s fine. Doing some volunteer work there. Still pissed at you.
Me: Me? What did I do?
J: You know she likes you.
Me: Uh huh.
J: Yet you chose me.
Me: And?
J: Nah. She’s just pissed. Probably more with herself than you.
Me: Right.
J: She should be back end of the year. Or she might go to another country. She hasn’t decided.
Me: Is she ever going to finish her studies?
J: Ah that’s the funny thing. She said she’s thinking of going into nursing or physiotherapy.
Me: Well, still in healthcare.
J: Maybe dentistry.
Me: Well she definitely can afford it.
J: Guess volunteering overseas in the less fortunate countries opened her eyes a little.
Me: Perhaps.
J: So you don’t have to worry about anything. I’ve only been fucked by girls these past few months. You on the other hand…
Me: I can stop seeing them. You know I will.
J: But I don’t want you to.
Me: Then we really need to figure out how this open relationship thing will work for us.
J: We definitely do. But let’s take things slowly ok?
Me: Yeah.
J: Right now just get better. And find out how June is doing.
Me: Why?
J: Whatever happened to her, whether 100% accurate or not, is still a traumatic experience. She may not show it, but I’m sure she’s hurting inside.
Me: Ok. I’ll check up on her.
J: Anyway, now it’s my turn to buy for food you. How does ramen sound?
Me: Why ramen?
J: Don’t know. Need something flavourful after all the bland stuff.
Me: I’m ok.
J: Ok. Go back to sleep. I’ll wake you up when the food arrives.
She kissed me and went out to the living room. I heard her turn on the TV.
Hopefully the new evidence against Alan would help finalise the divorce faster and we could move on.
In the end, we never really talked about it after all. But at least I was sort of comforted by the fact that she wasn’t seeing another guy and it was actually me who was still having fun with all the girls. And she was still ok with it somehow.
But was this really what I wanted? Even if she encouraged it? I really had little issues with her seeing Kate, or Alicia or frankly, any guy she wished to, as long as it made her happy. But both of us probably didn’t really understand what exactly happiness was, or if either of us actually believed we deserved happiness.
She had more or less confirmed I had hurt Alicia somehow. It would be even worse if I was the real reason why she quit school and went on her volunteer work tour. Had I really shown her enough care and concern to make it seem like I loved her? Or did I really make her fall for me then unknowingly caused her unimaginable grief because I wanted to be with Jasmine?
I guess all would be answered when she returned home.
We both went back to work as usual the next day and thankfully nobody questioned my suspicious MC for flu that only lasted a single day. If I recalled correctly, previously all non-covid respiratory infections were given 3 days MC. But other than my sore and itchy throat and running nose, I really had no other symptoms, and was testing negative anyway. The office hilariously sounded like some clinic, with the sniffling, and occasional coughing and clearing of throat coming from me, Jasmine and Shirlyn.
Only Rebecca was having some fun poking fun at us, suggesting that the three of us had somehow all exchanged body fluids or respiratory secretions. Kate just rolled her eyes at her.
The entire week went by without much incident. Friday morning I received a text from June.
J: Hey, so yeah, I’ve decided not to make a report on the guy.
Me: Oh. Ok.
J: Was speaking to a counsellor and she assured me it’s completely my choice whether I want to make a report or not.
Me: Erm sure.
J: Thanks for being a friend. I guess I’m really not such a good judge of character after all.
Me: I think you were just caught up in the excitement of your lifestyle.
J: What do you mean?
Me: You only just recently made your open marriage sort of official. If I were you, I’d be excited to meet others in similar situations as well just to see how everyone deals with it. It’s unfortunate you met a bad apple out of the bunch.
J: Yeah. I’ve gotten many PMs from others showing their concern. Don’t really know how to reply though. Don’t really want to engage in conversations with others anymore.
Me: Maybe just say thanks, you’re doing ok now. You are right?
J: Yeah. Husband gave me a good scolding about meeting strangers.
Me: Oh?
J: If I wanna meet anyone else now, he’ll come along.
Me: Oh that’s nice. I think.
J: He’s suddenly become more protective.
Me: Well, hope he keeps his temper in check if something goes wrong.
J: Yeah. He wants to buy you a beer. You up for it?
Me: Sure.
J: Could you get Nat and Darren as well? He would like to meet them.
Me: I’m sure I could arrange something. Get back to you later.
I dropped Nat a text and got an almost instant reply.
N: Sure. After you’re done with me tonight.
Me: What…
N: Not kidding. Jason is still ill, Darren has to drop the kids off anyway.
Me: So you want them to go to your place?
N: Nah. We can go to a pub or something.
Me: I haven’t actually gone to pubs for awhile. Where would you recommend?
N: There’s a couple of pubs nearby actually. We can just head there. Oh, and get Jasmine to come as well.
Me: Sure.
N: You two need to talk as well. Haha.
Me: Ok.
N: I’ll let Darren know, you can make the rest of the arrangements.
Me: Alright.
I informed June about the time and rough location. Telling her more details would be given to her later. Then I went to find Jasmine.
J: Tonight? Oh. Ok.
Me: You’ve got something on?
J: Actually I’m hanging out with Kate and Shirlyn.
Me: Oh.
J: I don’t mind June joining us. Hahahaha.
Me: Erm.
J: Maybe I’ll get a feel of those boobs.
Me: Seriously?
J: Nah. Just kidding. You said you don’t know if she’s bi right?
Me: Yeah.
J: Shirlyn may get jealous though. Hahahaha.
Me: Why?
J: More boobs to compete for your attention.
Me: As if I’m attracted by boobs only.
J: I know you’re not.
Me: Yeah.
J: How about this, you guys hang out, and us girls will hang out. How’s that sound?
Me: Erm. That sounds ok I guess. But I gotta ask her if she’s comfortable with that.
J: Sure.
So I dropped June another text asking if she wanted to join Jasmine’s girls only gathering instead. At the back of my mind, perhaps it would be a good idea as maybe the girls would be able to convince her to make a report even though she’d already made up her mind not to do so.
June didn’t reply yet so I went about the rest of the day as usual.
Surprisingly, it was Darren who texted me.
D: Hey, Nat says Jasmine is having some girls gathering and wants us to entertain the guys?
Me: Yup.
D: There’s only one other guy right? June’s husband?
Me: Yup.
D: It’s gonna be a sausage fest.
Me: I guess so.
D: Let me see if EoS is free.
Me: Right. It’s already a sausage fest and you wanna add more sausages.
D: Just trying to even out the numbers?
Me: Whatever for? An orgy isn’t happening.
D: Hahahaha. I don’t know what’s on your mind, but the more the merrier yeah?
Me: Sure…
Just before knocking off, June did reply.
J: That sounds fantastic. I don’t really have a lot of female friends now. This would be a welcome change.
Me: Will your husband be ok?
J: Why not? You’re all nice guys right? Just don’t hit on him.
Me: What? None of us are gay. Or bi.
J: Hahahaha. He’s slightly homophobic.
Me: What about you?
J: Huh?
Me: Most if not all the girls are sort of bi. Or pan. Or whatever you call it.
J: Oh. Damn. I’d rather be drinking with the guys then…
Me: Seriously?
J: I’m very open about my sexuality. And it’s currently very hetero. I’m not that curious you know.
Me: Well, just take it that you’re making new friends?
J: Sure… but if they try anything funny… I think I’ll just join you guys.
Me: Erm. There’s gonna be 4 guys including your husband.
J: Oh? Who’s the 4th guy?
Me: Darren’s inviting EoS too.
J: Ah. I finally get to meet him.
Me: Right. I don’t think it’s such a good idea for you to be surrounded by so many guys.
J: Oh please. What’s the worst that could happen? Besides, my husband will be around. You don’t want to mess with him.
Me: Indeed.
J: I guess I’ll catch you all tonight then.
Me: Alright.
I didn’t know how the arrangements would work. I was pretty sure getting a table at the pub was going to be tough for such a big group, even if we were going to split tables. I had a sneaky suspicion that we would all end up at either Jasmine’s place or Nat’s once the pub closed.
And I still had to go satisfy Nat first. It was going to be a long night.
In the end, we never really talked about it after all. But at least I was sort of comforted by the fact that she wasn’t seeing another guy and it was actually me who was still having fun with all the girls. And she was still ok with it somehow.
But was this really what I wanted? Even if she encouraged it? I really had little issues with her seeing Kate, or Alicia or frankly, any guy she wished to, as long as it made her happy. But both of us probably didn’t really understand what exactly happiness was, or if either of us actually believed we deserved happiness.
She had more or less confirmed I had hurt Alicia somehow. It would be even worse if I was the real reason why she quit school and went on her volunteer work tour. Had I really shown her enough care and concern to make it seem like I loved her? Or did I really make her fall for me then unknowingly caused her unimaginable grief because I wanted to be with Jasmine?
I guess all would be answered when she returned home.
We both went back to work as usual the next day and thankfully nobody questioned my suspicious MC for flu that only lasted a single day. If I recalled correctly, previously all non-covid respiratory infections were given 3 days MC. But other than my sore and itchy throat and running nose, I really had no other symptoms, and was testing negative anyway. The office hilariously sounded like some clinic, with the sniffling, and occasional coughing and clearing of throat coming from me, Jasmine and Shirlyn.
Only Rebecca was having some fun poking fun at us, suggesting that the three of us had somehow all exchanged body fluids or respiratory secretions. Kate just rolled her eyes at her.
The entire week went by without much incident. Friday morning I received a text from June.
J: Hey, so yeah, I’ve decided not to make a report on the guy.
Me: Oh. Ok.
J: Was speaking to a counsellor and she assured me it’s completely my choice whether I want to make a report or not.
Me: Erm sure.
J: Thanks for being a friend. I guess I’m really not such a good judge of character after all.
Me: I think you were just caught up in the excitement of your lifestyle.
J: What do you mean?
Me: You only just recently made your open marriage sort of official. If I were you, I’d be excited to meet others in similar situations as well just to see how everyone deals with it. It’s unfortunate you met a bad apple out of the bunch.
J: Yeah. I’ve gotten many PMs from others showing their concern. Don’t really know how to reply though. Don’t really want to engage in conversations with others anymore.
Me: Maybe just say thanks, you’re doing ok now. You are right?
J: Yeah. Husband gave me a good scolding about meeting strangers.
Me: Oh?
J: If I wanna meet anyone else now, he’ll come along.
Me: Oh that’s nice. I think.
J: He’s suddenly become more protective.
Me: Well, hope he keeps his temper in check if something goes wrong.
J: Yeah. He wants to buy you a beer. You up for it?
Me: Sure.
J: Could you get Nat and Darren as well? He would like to meet them.
Me: I’m sure I could arrange something. Get back to you later.
I dropped Nat a text and got an almost instant reply.
N: Sure. After you’re done with me tonight.
Me: What…
N: Not kidding. Jason is still ill, Darren has to drop the kids off anyway.
Me: So you want them to go to your place?
N: Nah. We can go to a pub or something.
Me: I haven’t actually gone to pubs for awhile. Where would you recommend?
N: There’s a couple of pubs nearby actually. We can just head there. Oh, and get Jasmine to come as well.
Me: Sure.
N: You two need to talk as well. Haha.
Me: Ok.
N: I’ll let Darren know, you can make the rest of the arrangements.
Me: Alright.
I informed June about the time and rough location. Telling her more details would be given to her later. Then I went to find Jasmine.
J: Tonight? Oh. Ok.
Me: You’ve got something on?
J: Actually I’m hanging out with Kate and Shirlyn.
Me: Oh.
J: I don’t mind June joining us. Hahahaha.
Me: Erm.
J: Maybe I’ll get a feel of those boobs.
Me: Seriously?
J: Nah. Just kidding. You said you don’t know if she’s bi right?
Me: Yeah.
J: Shirlyn may get jealous though. Hahahaha.
Me: Why?
J: More boobs to compete for your attention.
Me: As if I’m attracted by boobs only.
J: I know you’re not.
Me: Yeah.
J: How about this, you guys hang out, and us girls will hang out. How’s that sound?
Me: Erm. That sounds ok I guess. But I gotta ask her if she’s comfortable with that.
J: Sure.
So I dropped June another text asking if she wanted to join Jasmine’s girls only gathering instead. At the back of my mind, perhaps it would be a good idea as maybe the girls would be able to convince her to make a report even though she’d already made up her mind not to do so.
June didn’t reply yet so I went about the rest of the day as usual.
Surprisingly, it was Darren who texted me.
D: Hey, Nat says Jasmine is having some girls gathering and wants us to entertain the guys?
Me: Yup.
D: There’s only one other guy right? June’s husband?
Me: Yup.
D: It’s gonna be a sausage fest.
Me: I guess so.
D: Let me see if EoS is free.
Me: Right. It’s already a sausage fest and you wanna add more sausages.
D: Just trying to even out the numbers?
Me: Whatever for? An orgy isn’t happening.
D: Hahahaha. I don’t know what’s on your mind, but the more the merrier yeah?
Me: Sure…
Just before knocking off, June did reply.
J: That sounds fantastic. I don’t really have a lot of female friends now. This would be a welcome change.
Me: Will your husband be ok?
J: Why not? You’re all nice guys right? Just don’t hit on him.
Me: What? None of us are gay. Or bi.
J: Hahahaha. He’s slightly homophobic.
Me: What about you?
J: Huh?
Me: Most if not all the girls are sort of bi. Or pan. Or whatever you call it.
J: Oh. Damn. I’d rather be drinking with the guys then…
Me: Seriously?
J: I’m very open about my sexuality. And it’s currently very hetero. I’m not that curious you know.
Me: Well, just take it that you’re making new friends?
J: Sure… but if they try anything funny… I think I’ll just join you guys.
Me: Erm. There’s gonna be 4 guys including your husband.
J: Oh? Who’s the 4th guy?
Me: Darren’s inviting EoS too.
J: Ah. I finally get to meet him.
Me: Right. I don’t think it’s such a good idea for you to be surrounded by so many guys.
J: Oh please. What’s the worst that could happen? Besides, my husband will be around. You don’t want to mess with him.
Me: Indeed.
J: I guess I’ll catch you all tonight then.
Me: Alright.
I didn’t know how the arrangements would work. I was pretty sure getting a table at the pub was going to be tough for such a big group, even if we were going to split tables. I had a sneaky suspicion that we would all end up at either Jasmine’s place or Nat’s once the pub closed.
And I still had to go satisfy Nat first. It was going to be a long night.
I had a quick dinner before heading over to Nat’s place. Jasmine, as usual, had left earlier with Shirlyn and Kate.
As expected, she was already waiting for me and we went straight to the room. I took a quick shower, she blew me till I got hard, capped me and rode me until she came before I fucked her in missionary, blowing my load less than 10 minutes later.
N: Ok. That’s all for today.
Me: Are you finally getting bored of me?
N: Haha. No. But we’re having a gathering soon. I shouldn’t tire myself out right?
Me: Ah. True.
N: I probably shouldn’t tire you out either.
Me: What?
N: What if they all require your services later?
Me: Highly unlikely.
N: Just in case. Haha. When you’ve got Shirlyn hanging around, who knows?
Me: She has another FWB already la. I’m an afterthought.
N: Oh really? You should hang out with us more. Hahaha.
Me: What’s going on?
N: Jas told Shirlyn she can have you anytime she wants.
Me: When was this?
N: All along? You knew about the arrangements. All we have to do is let her know in advance so she can plan her own activities.
Me: I know… but Shirlyn hasn’t really been asking me for sex. I assumed her FWB is satisfying her.
N: You’re really clueless. Haha. I can’t imagine if Alicia or Felicia are still around. You’d have to satisfy all of us.
Me: Right.
N: I think you can see Jas is pretty ok with this kind of relationship right?
Me: Yeah.
N: Don’t worry so much and just enjoy life ok? Jas wants you. And so do the rest of us. Hahahaha.
Me: Right.
N: Even June.
Me: Huh? Since when were you two talking?
N: Other than that night? We didn’t. But Jas told me how she came over and you took care of her.
Me: And?
N: Please la. Which girl in her right mind would go and stay with a guy she hardly knows after what happened? She wants a piece of you too. I’m sure you saw her naked too.
Me: That’s besides the point and it’s highly unlikely she wants me. She likes big cocks.
N: Then she would have gone for Darren already.
Me: He cums too fast.
N: Nah. Having seen it, she might have wanted to try first. But she didn’t. When she stayed over at your place she was probably waiting for you to make a move. But you didn’t according to Jas.
Me: Are you crazy? How can I do such a thing to her after what happened?
N: Women sometimes cope in unexpected ways. You can ask her later if you want. Not many guys can hug a naked girl and not do anything else.
Me: I guess I’m weird then. And it really doesn’t sound like a good idea asking her.
N: Then we’ll ask her. Hahaha.
Me: And I was actually thinking maybe you girls could be like a support group or something for her. Convince her to report the incident.
N: It’s entirely up to her whether she wants to report or not you know? And I’m pretty sure she has already moved on from the incident.
Me: You’re making pretty wild assumptions.
N: It’s what I gathered from her character. Shall we bet on it?
Me: Why?
N: If she doesn’t get into bed with you tonight, I lose.
Me: I’m not betting on this. I’d think she’d rather get into bed with Darren or EoS.
N: Maybe. Maybe all three. Your wild theory about him made me think EoS really never changed despite what he claims. But we’ll see.
Me: If he even shows up that is.
N: If he does, then it would be a good way to confirm the theory yeah? Both Shirlyn and Jasmine will be there. Somehow I can imagine a drunken threesome happening. All you need is Crystal to come over as well.
Me: You think too much.
N: Well, you’ll be occupied with June. Maybe Kate as well.
Me: No. Not Kate. It won’t be fair to her.
N: Suddenly being a conspiracy theorist is pretty fun.
Me: You’re just planting ideas in my head. Jasmine went overseas alone.
N: So she says. Hahahaha.
Me: Do you know something I don’t?
N: Nope. I’m just planting ideas in your head. Come to think of it. I probably shouldn’t have fucked you tonight. There’s less for June now.
Me: You really gotta stop this. I hope you don’t say or do anything funny later.
N: It depends on how drunk I am. Or how drunk we are.
Darren came back and was surprised to find us on the sofa.
D: You’re done already?
Me: Yeah.
N: I think he’s going to get fucked by June tonight.
D: Oh? That’s new information.
N: I really think she wants to fuck him.
D: Didn’t you tell her that June’s husband is coming along?
Me: Nope.
N: Ah. The plot thickens.
Me: I think your wife forgot her medication today.
D: Hahahahaha! She’s just horny cos her period is coming.
Me: Oh.
N: Why did you have to go and spoil the fun…
D: The poor guy is already tormented. Let’s just go have a fun night out ok? Kids already went to bed at moms place so I can come back earlier.
N: I intend to have a fun night. I hope you two do too.
D: I’m just drinking. Haha. Making new friends.
Me: We should get going soon.
D: Yeah. Meeting them at 930.
Me: EoS coming?
D: Yeah. He’ll pop by. Said he isn’t drinking though.
Me: Cool.
I checked my phone. It was 9, and June had texted.
J: Hey. My husband insisted I invite my FWB as well. Hope you guys are ok with it.
Me: I’m good.
J: Cool! We’re reaching shortly. There’s easy parking there right?
Me: Yup.
J: See you all soon!
I headed back home to change to more comfortable clothes and Darren and Nat got into my car and we drove there. It strangely wasn’t that crowded for a Friday night.
Jasmine, Kate and Shirlyn were already there and had gotten a table. I’m guessing she didn’t drive as there was no way 3 of them could fit in Jasmine’s car anyway. EoS had arrived too and was sitting with them, drinking what I assumed was a coke.
We took the table next to them.
June, her husband and her fwb arrived soon after as well.
EoS was kind of surprised but he was the first to get up and greeted June’s FWB in some sort of secret handshake. Apparently they really were unit mates in the army.
June introduced her husband and FWB to the rest of them.
June: This is Mike. And Tom.
Mike was June’s husband. They were both pretty well built, around our heights and looked like they were in way better shape than me and Darren. Probably only EoS could compare a little to them. I was in a normal unit in the army anyway. Two of them were in a special unit, and Mike was a special forces drop out. Still, kind of surprising that they managed to maintain some sort of fitness. It made me even more certain that June was definitely not interested in me, cock size notwithstanding.
We had a few rounds of beers and just chatted.
EoS was busy catching up with Tom. I guess they must have been really close during their army days. Mike was eyeing us other guys suspiciously, but I could see he occasionally kept gazing towards Shirlyn, who somehow gazed back, but I suspect she was probably just looking at EoS. Perhaps her body type reminded Mike of his wife. Who knows. But he did buy me a beer as promised, and in fact he bought two jugs for the whole table, and another round after the two jugs were done. It really seemed that we would be retiring to someone’s house after this as there was no way anyone was driving long distances with the amount we were drinking.
June was pretty quiet though, sitting with Jasmine and Nat.
I caught sight of Nat whispering into her ear a couple of times but June merely smiled at her. Jasmine too was chatting animatedly with June. Shirlyn looked a little irritated though and was probably remonstrating to Kate who was silently drinking her beer and probably just agreeing with whatever Shirlyn was saying.
As it neared midnight we decided it was probably time to leave and I was right. We were heading back home for more drinks. The 3 girls took EoS’s car while I drove Darren and Nat back. Mike took over the driving from June and they just followed us. Tom declined to join us for round 2 as he had to get home and he bade us all goodbye, promising to catch up with EoS again soon.
Upon reaching back, Darren and Nat went home first to get more drinks while the rest of us headed up to Jasmine’s place. EoS tried to leave but he was practically being dragged by Shirlyn out of the car and into the lift. I think he drank a little too, as he looked a little flushed. Probably just a beer or two with Tom.
There was a long queue to use the bathroom and Jasmine and I went to the balcony to smoke while waiting for everyone to be done and gather in the living room. As usual, she had a can of beer, and down it in one gulp to use as an ashtray.
Jas: Interesting night.
Me: Yeah.
Jas: Are you gonna fuck June?
Me: Oh god. What did Nat say?
Jas: Haha. She kept egging June to sleep with you. It was quite hilarious.
Mike suddenly appeared behind us.
M: Can I bum a stick off someone?
I passed him my pack.
Me: Didn’t know you smoked.
M: Social. June doesn’t really like it.
Me: And you’re still doing it?
M: Well, we’re out having fun. She’ll understand.
Me: Right…
M: So what’s this about you wanting to fuck my wife?
Me: Erm.
M: She didn’t tell me anything.
Me: The girls are just gossiping. No truth in it.
M: I think you’re special to her in a way. Out of all the people she could have called that night, she called you.
Me: Well…
M: So if you wanna take it further, and she’s willing, sure, go ahead.
Me: Erm.
M: She told me you have multiple partners. Yet you seem very unwilling.
Jas: We’re still exploring actually.
M: Oh! I think she was talking about the other couple.
Jas: Probably.
M: Ah.
Jas: But he is sleeping with others.
Me: And yourself? He’s your partner right?
Jas: Yes, but I’m not exactly sleeping with others.
M: That doesn’t seem fair.
Jas: I mean I’m seeing girls now.
M: Oh. That’s weird.
And just like June mentioned about his slight homophobia, Mike’s tone suddenly changed.
Jas: What’s weird?
M: You’re bi?
Jas: I guess so.
M: This guy’s not satisfying you enough? Haha?
Jas: He is. I just wanna explore my sexuality fully.
June suddenly appeared and hugged Mike from behind.
June: What are you all discussing? And why are you smoking???
Mike quickly stubbed out the cigarette and turned around to hug her.
Jasmine held out the empty beer can ashtray. He quickly dumped the butt into the can.
She leaned up to kiss him.
June: Ewww… I’m not swallowing.
Both Jasmine and I nearly choked on our cigarettes. So it seemed that they were actually quite loving, but somehow she still needed or wanted Tom as well.
Jas: I noticed you checking Shirlyn out.
June: You were?
M: Yes I was. She’s pretty cute.
June: Ah. You’re interested?
M: You ok with it?
June: Why not? I’ve been having my fun. You can too.
Jas: So which guy are you interested in then June?
June: Hehe… whoever has a cock big enough to satisfy me.
Mike ruffled her hair.
M: Yeah. I kind of spoilt sex for her…
Jas: You must be well-endowed.
M: I’m ok.
Jas: June, you should try Darren then. He’s the largest I’ve had. Other than Kate’s strap-on.
June: I heard Darren get a blowjob from Nat the other day. He came so fast.
Jas: Then you should try EoS. He’s legendary. But unverified apparently.
June: I seriously thought he was the FWB of Shirlyn and Crystal.
Jas: Not only you think that way apparently.
June: Eh wait. We’re speaking hypothetically right.
Jas: Huh?
June: I’m not looking for another FWB. We just came out to chill. But if one of you wants my husband…
Jas: You’re ok with it?
June: I really want this open marriage thing to work. But I really don’t need another one.
Me: Thank goodness.
June looked at me.
June: Eh. I still think you’re a nice guy. Don’t spoil my impression. Haha.
Me: Haha.
June: I don’t mind a hug though.
Me: Right now?
June: Then when? Are you that shy?
I looked at Mike. It looked like he was flexing his muscles.
M: Go ahead.
She removed herself from his arms and came up towards me. I quickly stubbed out my own stick to hug her.
She decided she wanted an unfriendly hug and held on for way longer than 5 seconds.
Jas: I want a hug too!
June: Ok!
She released me and went over to Jasmine.
Jas: I lied. I actually want to feel your boobs.
June: Erm.
Jas: Haha.
Jasmine pulled June towards her and and placed her hands on her ass, giving it a little squeeze.
June: Hey…
Jas: Nice ass.
June squeezed back.
June: Yours isn’t too bad either.
Mike looked at me and I shrugged.
Jasmine let June go after around a minute.
June: I see you like hugging too.
Jas: Yup. Mark’s really nice to hug. With all his fats.
June: I know right!
Me: Oi.
Suddenly Shirlyn came over.
S: What’s with all this hugging?
June suddenly grabbed Shirlyn.
S: What the-
June: Very soft boobs.
S: Er yeah. Thanks?
June: And it’s already this big. Wow.
S: Imagine it when I wear a push-up.
June let her go and turned to her husband.
June: My husband would like to get to know you.
S: Oh? Ok…
He extended his hand, she shook it.
S: You seem strong.
June leaned over and whispered into her ear, but loudly enough for us to hear.
June: You should see how strong he is in bed.
Shirlyn gulped audibly, but still held on to his hand.
S: I… errr…
M: Woah. Let’s not rush this yeah?
Shirlyn let go of his hand.
S: Whose room can I use?
Jas: Alicia’s. Condoms in the drawer.
Mike looked at June.
M: Are you sure about this?
June: Yeah. Don’t embarrass me.
M: What?
June: Never mind.
Shirlyn shyly took his hand and led him to Alicia’s room.
EoS and Kate joined us.
K: That was fast.
June: Ah. Two more people I haven’t hugged yet.
June pounced on Kate who sort of welcomed it. She turned her attention to EoS. He looked a little stunned.
E: No. Don’t.
But she grabbed him anyway. I could tell he hugged her back reluctantly and was trying to get her to let go but she held on.
June: Are you really not Crystal and Shirlyn’s FWB?
E: I’m not.
She let him go.
June: Ok. I believe you.
E: You’re weird.
June: Yup. I am.
He retreated to the living room and sat down.
K: So… Shirlyn took your husband away…
June: Nah… I let her have him.
K: What about you?
June: I’m just here to drink and chill.
K: Not interested in Mark?
June: Nope.
K: What a surprise. There’s finally a lady who doesn’t want him.
They all laughed.
June: Hang on. You’re the butch who gave him a blowjob right?
K: Yup.
June: So you want him as well?
K: I don’t mind.
Me: Damn.
It was my turn to retreat and I left them there in the balcony as I joined EoS in the living room.
I offered him a beer.
E: No thanks. Driving. Cool party by the way.
Me: You’re being sarcastic.
E: Sort of.
Me: We’re just hanging out and having fun.
E: Not my kind of fun anymore.
Me: I can tell.
The doorbell rang and Darren and Nat appeared. They brought more alcohol, wine and whiskeys.
N: Hey… someone’s missing.
June: Shirlyn is getting fucked by my husband.
N: Wow. Good for you. Who’s fucking you then?
June: Nobody.
N: Damn. Looks like I lost the bet.
June: What?
N: Nothing.
Darren poured us a glass of wine each, except EoS and we gathered around to continue chatting, listening to Shirlyn’s moans in the background. At least she was enjoying herself.