After breakfast we went back to the laundromat to take my bedsheets and put them in the dryer.
While we were waiting, we walked around the mall, going to Harvey Norman, Best Denki etc. All the electronic places. Ann still seemed interested in getting me a laptop but I declined. Then she started asking for opinions on large TVs. I hoped she was not intending to buy them for me. I would really rather receive a free car from her. Since she had so many to use. But jokes aside, I didn’t know what kind of relationship this was going to be. Or if I could swallow my pride and be her “kept” man if that was what she wanted.
Once the sheets were done I packed them and headed towards the car park.
“Are we leaving now?”
“Yes?”
“Don’t you want to spend the day with me?”
“I’m confused right now.”
“Why?”
We got into the car. I put the roof down again.
“What am I to you? Or what do you want me to be?”
She hesitated for awhile.
“I’m widowed. We can see each other officially.”
“What about the age difference? Or your kids?”
“Oh please, you look older than me anyway. I don’t think my kids will mind me being with someone now. They’re mostly grown up. But if I catch you fucking my daughters…”
“Er.”
She laughed.
“I’m kidding.”
“Right.”
“But if you ever fuck them… I’ll cut it off.”
“Can we be serious here?”
“Ok.”
“Are you sure you want to be with me?”
“I do have some feelings for you. Obviously I don’t find sex that important, otherwise I’ll be finding someone with let’s say, a bigger dick, lasts longer, fucks me for hours?”
“Funny.”
“If I wanted a toy boy I can easily get one. But right now, I think I want you to be with me.”
“And what am I supposed to do?”
“Oh I don’t know. Spend time with me? Talk to me? Go out with me? Honestly I wouldn’t mind if you moved in with me. Makes everything a lot easier.”
“I’m going to be jobless soon. You don’t want me to depend on you for money right?”
“I have no problems financially, and you being in my life isn’t going to change much. But I’m sure you will want to stand on your own two feet. You got a spine right?”
“Yeah. But I haven’t actually found a job yet. Or know what I want to do.”
“We can have a chat back at my place if you want.”
We drove down the highway and back to her place. I parked at the side of the road again and we walked towards her place. I don’t know why I was following her. It was the first time I saw her actual house in the day.
It was huge.
A three-storey corner terrace. The driveway itself was probably my room x4.
There were two other cars in the driveway, a Kia Cerato and a Suzuki Swift. I guess they belonged to her children.
But the cars being there probably indicated that they were home. Did I really want to meet her family right now? When I didn’t know what I was to her?
I just stood at the gate wondering if I should take the next step or not.
“You coming in?”
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Like the way some of my favorite writers do it?
I followed her in reluctantly.
She opened the main door and we went in.
Her living room was lower than the normal floor and it led out to what I think was the side garden.
Two of her kids were on the couch watching Netflix.
Ann: Alan, Amanda, this is Mark, mommy’s friend.
They didn’t really bother looking up at me, which was some sort of a relief. But her daughter spoke.
Amanda: This the guy you spent the night with?
I wanted to run out of the house.
Ann: Yes. I spent the night with him.
Her daughter stood up and came up to me.
She was rather tall, taller than her mom anyway, and was just as toned. Ann probably went to the gym or exercised with her daughter. She was wearing a loose oversized t-shirt which covered her shorts, or maybe she wasn’t even wearing shorts. Her dyed hair was tied in a ponytail.
Amanda looked at me from head to toe. I forced a smile. But I sort of understood why Ann said she would cut off my cock if I fucked her daughters. She was pretty fuckable.
Amanda: Ok la. He looks ok. As long as you’re happy.
Her son Alan started laughing from the couch. Even though he didn’t stand up, I could tell he was rather tall, with broad shoulders and muscles in the right places. I looked around the house and spotted a Ceremonial Sword on display. So he was an officer. And he signed on. If I stayed in the army, I probably had to salute and call him Sir.
He finally stood up and came over too. He was a good half-head taller than me. He looked at me too. I was slightly intimidated.
Alan: How old is this guy mom? He doesn’t look like he’s anywhere near your age.
Ann glared at him.
Ann: Don’t be a busy body. He’s an army regular also.
Fantastic. She just had to say it out.
Alan: Oh? Which unit? I just signed on Guards but I’m studying now.
Me: Er.. I’m with XXX, but I applied for early release.
Alan: Officer? Warrant Officer?
Me: Master Sergeant.
Alan: Ah. Junior Encik. Haha.
He extended his hand.
Alan: Nice to meet you.
I shook it.
Alan: So why did you decide to leave? Injury? Hentak-kaki?
Me: I had a rather extended overseas tour. When I came back everything changed, just didn’t feel right.
Alan: You can always request a post out. I was DyS1 before I disrupted for studies. I know some people in G1 Army.
Me: I’m not so sure I want to be doing this for the rest of my life.
Alan: How long have you been in?
Me: Nearly 14 years.
Alan: Oh. 14 years and still MSG. Did something happen in between?
Me: Yeah. I temp downgrade for a year due to injury.
Ann: He’s actually here to have a chat with me. But don’t let me interrupt you two.
Amanda: You had the whole night to chat. Oh-
Ann glared at her again.
Somehow I was a little more at ease. It seemed like her kids knew exactly what she was doing and had no issues with it.
Alan: So 14 years in the army, means you’re around… 35?
Amanda: Oh my god mom! You cradle snatcher!
Me: Er… Yeah I’m 35.
Ann: Amanda, you’ll be lucky if you still look as good as me at my age.
Alan: Why don’t you join us for lunch? We’re going to pick up our sister from school.
Amanda: Yes!! I want to know more about mom’s new boyfriend!
Me: New boyfriend?
I turned to Ann.
Ann: He’s not my boyfriend.
Amanda: Oh. Fuck buddy?
Ann: Language.
Amanda: Friends with benefits?
Alan couldn’t stop laughing at the conversation between his sister and his mom. I just felt stuck in the middle of it all.
Ann: Don’t be a busybody.
Amanda: It’s interesting that my mom’s sex life is more exciting than my own.
Ann: You’re the one who’s not dating anyone because you want to study.
I wondered how long this would go on.
Alan gestured to me to follow him. We went out the side door to the garden. They had a koi pond.
Alan: You smoke?
Me: Yeah.
He took out his pack and gave me a stick.
Alan: Let the ladies talk it out.
Me: Doesn’t your mom mind.
Alan: Oh please. The only one who doesn’t smoke is my younger sis. Bad influence from parents. And uncles.
Me: Don’t you feel weird?
Alan: About?
Me: Me?
Alan: What’s there to be weird about?
Me: This situation?
Alan: We’ve always known mom had guys on the side. Dad never paid much attention to her. He was only interested in his business. I think mom tried her best to keep the romance going, as you can tell from my two sisters. I think she would have stopped at one if she had known.
Me: Oh. So you’re all cool about it?
Alan: Mom’s always been open minded and liberal with us. So it doesn’t really bother me or Amanda. But perhaps Alicia might be a little less friendly. She’s the youngest and dad’s favourite. She was closer to him.
Me: And you think it’s a good idea for us all to go for lunch together?
Alan: Why not? You’re already here. And she has to accept it someday.
We finished our sticks and re-entered the living room where mother and daughter were still bickering.
I wondered how lunch would be.
I followed her in reluctantly.
She opened the main door and we went in.
Her living room was lower than the normal floor and it led out to what I think was the side garden.
Two of her kids were on the couch watching Netflix.
Ann: Alan, Amanda, this is Mark, mommy’s friend.
They didn’t really bother looking up at me, which was some sort of a relief. But her daughter spoke.
Amanda: This the guy you spent the night with?
I wanted to run out of the house.
Ann: Yes. I spent the night with him.
Her daughter stood up and came up to me.
She was rather tall, taller than her mom anyway, and was just as toned. Ann probably went to the gym or exercised with her daughter. She was wearing a loose oversized t-shirt which covered her shorts, or maybe she wasn’t even wearing shorts. Her dyed hair was tied in a ponytail.
Amanda looked at me from head to toe. I forced a smile. But I sort of understood why Ann said she would cut off my cock if I fucked her daughters. She was pretty fuckable.
Amanda: Ok la. He looks ok. As long as you’re happy.
Her son Alan started laughing from the couch. Even though he didn’t stand up, I could tell he was rather tall, with broad shoulders and muscles in the right places. I looked around the house and spotted a Ceremonial Sword on display. So he was an officer. And he signed on. If I stayed in the army, I probably had to salute and call him Sir.
He finally stood up and came over too. He was a good half-head taller than me. He looked at me too. I was slightly intimidated.
Alan: How old is this guy mom? He doesn’t look like he’s anywhere near your age.
Ann glared at him.
Ann: Don’t be a busy body. He’s an army regular also.
Fantastic. She just had to say it out.
Alan: Oh? Which unit? I just signed on Guards but I’m studying now.
Me: Er.. I’m with XXX, but I applied for early release.
Alan: Officer? Warrant Officer?
Me: Master Sergeant.
Alan: Ah. Junior Encik. Haha.
He extended his hand.
Alan: Nice to meet you.
I shook it.
Alan: So why did you decide to leave? Injury? Hentak-kaki?
Me: I had a rather extended overseas tour. When I came back everything changed, just didn’t feel right.
Alan: You can always request a post out. I was DyS1 before I disrupted for studies. I know some people in G1 Army.
Me: I’m not so sure I want to be doing this for the rest of my life.
Alan: How long have you been in?
Me: Nearly 14 years.
Alan: Oh. 14 years and still MSG. Did something happen in between?
Me: Yeah. I temp downgrade for a year due to injury.
Ann: He’s actually here to have a chat with me. But don’t let me interrupt you two.
Amanda: You had the whole night to chat. Oh-
Ann glared at her again.
Somehow I was a little more at ease. It seemed like her kids knew exactly what she was doing and had no issues with it.
Alan: So 14 years in the army, means you’re around… 35?
Amanda: Oh my god mom! You cradle snatcher!
Me: Er… Yeah I’m 35.
Ann: Amanda, you’ll be lucky if you still look as good as me at my age.
Alan: Why don’t you join us for lunch? We’re going to pick up our sister from school.
Amanda: Yes!! I want to know more about mom’s new boyfriend!
Me: New boyfriend?
I turned to Ann.
Ann: He’s not my boyfriend.
Amanda: Oh. Fuck buddy?
Ann: Language.
Amanda: Friends with benefits?
Alan couldn’t stop laughing at the conversation between his sister and his mom. I just felt stuck in the middle of it all.
Ann: Don’t be a busybody.
Amanda: It’s interesting that my mom’s sex life is more exciting than my own.
Ann: You’re the one who’s not dating anyone because you want to study.
I wondered how long this would go on.
Alan gestured to me to follow him. We went out the side door to the garden. They had a koi pond.
Alan: You smoke?
Me: Yeah.
He took out his pack and gave me a stick.
Alan: Let the ladies talk it out.
Me: Doesn’t your mom mind.
Alan: Oh please. The only one who doesn’t smoke is my younger sis. Bad influence from parents. And uncles.
Me: Don’t you feel weird?
Alan: About?
Me: Me?
Alan: What’s there to be weird about?
Me: This situation?
Alan: We’ve always known mom had guys on the side. Dad never paid much attention to her. He was only interested in his business. I think mom tried her best to keep the romance going, as you can tell from my two sisters. I think she would have stopped at one if she had known.
Me: Oh. So you’re all cool about it?
Alan: Mom’s always been open minded and liberal with us. So it doesn’t really bother me or Amanda. But perhaps Alicia might be a little less friendly. She’s the youngest and dad’s favourite. She was closer to him.
Me: And you think it’s a good idea for us all to go for lunch together?
Alan: Why not? You’re already here. And she has to accept it someday.
We finished our sticks and re-entered the living room where mother and daughter were still bickering.
I wondered how lunch would be.
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The four of us got into the Kia. I wondered why we couldn’t go in separate cars. The drive from east to west was not a short one, and the car would be filled to capacity. Alan drove and I took the front seat while the women took the back.
Amanda: So mom, is Mark our new daddy?
Me & Ann: What???
Alan laughed.
Amanda: Ok la. This daddy quite young. Not bad.
Ann: He’s just a friend.
Finally I got some sort of answer.
Amanda: Mom. Nobody sleeps with their friends.
Ann: I do. With this one. And this one only.
Amanda: Is he any good?
Me: Hello? I’m still here.
Amanda turned her attention to me.
Amanda: So are you?
Me: I don’t think I should answer that.
Amanda: You must be quite good. Mom has 3 kids. All natural births. Are you hung like a horse?
Me: Err…
Ann: Amanda, that’s enough!
Amanda: Spoilsport.
Alan: Don’t mind them. You should hear them when they were talking about Amanda’s ex.
Me: Open conversation is good. I guess.
Amanda: I’m sure there will be lots of time to find out more about you.
Me: There’s nothing much about me. I’m a normal male human being.
Amanda: Surely there’s something that attracted mom to you. If it’s not a huge dick, or excellent bedroom skills, I don’t know what it is.
I turned around to see Ann glaring at her. It was probably not the time to be cheeky. But I didn’t know if she was expecting an answer, honest or not.
Me: I think I can handle most of her needs well enough.
Amanda: So, is she wild in bed?
Ann: You better not answer that.
Alan: Er mom. You do know we saw those pics right?
Me & Ann: What?????
Alan: Yeah. Dad didn’t keep them properly.
Ann: Oh.
So that was probably why Alicia was more affected. She was rather young when the affair was discovered.
The rest of the trip to NUS was relatively silent. Alan drove towards the School of Medicine building. So the youngest was studying to be a doctor.
At the pick up point, I saw a short-haired girl wearing sunglasses standing there. She didn’t appear to be as tall as Amanda, or as toned. Figure-wise, let’s just say Amanda got the better genes. But on that girl was a very impressive rack that her loose t-shirt could hardly hide. I finally understood why Ann might have been slightly worried about me fucking her daughters. They were both appealing in their own way. If you liked the toned, sporty type or the booby type.
She got into the car, squeezing Amanda to the middle.
Alan: Mei, this is Mark, mom’s erm, friend.
Alicia glared at me.
Alicia: Oh. Is he the guy in the photos. Looks like the guy in the photos.
Alan: Yup. That’s him. Be nice.
Alicia: Whatever.
Alan drove out and headed back to the highway. I wondered where he was bringing us for lunch.
I could feel Alicia staring daggers into me from the back. Or maybe it was scalpels. It might be one of the most silent lunches I would ever have.
The four of us got into the Kia. I wondered why we couldn’t go in separate cars. The drive from east to west was not a short one, and the car would be filled to capacity. Alan drove and I took the front seat while the women took the back.
Amanda: So mom, is Mark our new daddy?
Me & Ann: What???
Alan laughed.
Amanda: Ok la. This daddy quite young. Not bad.
Ann: He’s just a friend.
Finally I got some sort of answer.
Amanda: Mom. Nobody sleeps with their friends.
Ann: I do. With this one. And this one only.
Amanda: Is he any good?
Me: Hello? I’m still here.
Amanda turned her attention to me.
Amanda: So are you?
Me: I don’t think I should answer that.
Amanda: You must be quite good. Mom has 3 kids. All natural births. Are you hung like a horse?
Me: Err…
Ann: Amanda, that’s enough!
Amanda: Spoilsport.
Alan: Don’t mind them. You should hear them when they were talking about Amanda’s ex.
Me: Open conversation is good. I guess.
Amanda: I’m sure there will be lots of time to find out more about you.
Me: There’s nothing much about me. I’m a normal male human being.
Amanda: Surely there’s something that attracted mom to you. If it’s not a huge dick, or excellent bedroom skills, I don’t know what it is.
I turned around to see Ann glaring at her. It was probably not the time to be cheeky. But I didn’t know if she was expecting an answer, honest or not.
Me: I think I can handle most of her needs well enough.
Amanda: So, is she wild in bed?
Ann: You better not answer that.
Alan: Er mom. You do know we saw those pics right?
Me & Ann: What?????
Alan: Yeah. Dad didn’t keep them properly.
Ann: Oh.
So that was probably why Alicia was more affected. She was rather young when the affair was discovered.
The rest of the trip to NUS was relatively silent. Alan drove towards the School of Medicine building. So the youngest was studying to be a doctor.
At the pick up point, I saw a short-haired girl wearing sunglasses standing there. She didn’t appear to be as tall as Amanda, or as toned. Figure-wise, let’s just say Amanda got the better genes. But on that girl was a very impressive rack that her loose t-shirt could hardly hide. I finally understood why Ann might have been slightly worried about me fucking her daughters. They were both appealing in their own way. If you liked the toned, sporty type or the booby type.
She got into the car, squeezing Amanda to the middle.
Alan: Mei, this is Mark, mom’s erm, friend.
Alicia glared at me.
Alicia: Oh. Is he the guy in the photos. Looks like the guy in the photos.
Alan: Yup. That’s him. Be nice.
Alicia: Whatever.
Alan drove out and headed back to the highway. I wondered where he was bringing us for lunch.
I could feel Alicia staring daggers into me from the back. Or maybe it was scalpels. It might be one of the most silent lunches I would ever have.
Alan drove all the way back to the east and we all ended up at Katong Shopping Centre. I didn’t even really know the existence of the food court at this mall, my only experience was playing Counterstrike at some LAN shop here a very long time ago.
We managed to get a table even though it was still very crowded at 2pm.
They were there for a “famous” chicken rice. I had never heard of it. But the queue at that time on a Saturday, past normal lunch time was quite bad. Even seated at the table, the queue was snaking around us. I sat beside Ann while Alan went to buy food. Amanda queued for drinks, leaving Alicia at the table with us.
I wondered if I should make any small talk but I really didn’t know what to say. Anyway, all I could see was Alicia glaring at me as though I was some criminal.
Ann: So how’s school?
Alicia: Fine.
Ann: Coping well?
Alicia: Mom I’m not a kid anymore.
Ann: We hardly talk much these days.
Alicia: We hardly talked much anyway.
I wanted to step in and ask her to show some respect to her mom, but who was I to do so? I had no right, unless I was her stepfather of course. But right now I was just her mom’s friend.
Amanda soon came back with the drinks. I wondered how she knew what to order for me since she never asked. But she went with the safe choice of a Coke. She turned to Alicia.
Amanda: So… what do you think of Mark?
Alicia: No opinion.
Amanda: Aren’t you curious?
Alicia: About?
Amanda: Out of all the men mom could have, she chose him.
Alicia: Not interested.
Amanda: I think he’s good at sex. That’s why mom’s with him.
Ann: Amanda! We’re in a public place!
Alicia: Who cares? She cheated on dad.
Amanda: Dad was never around much for us. Only you.
Alicia: Doesn’t give her the right to see others.
Amanda: Maybe dad had erectile dysfunction.
I looked around at the tables around us. Nobody seemed to be interested in the conversation taking place here. It was rather noisy anyway. They probably couldn’t here us.
Alicia: Fine. Dad treated me the best. He was always there for me. He left you three alone most of the time. So what? I’m the youngest! I deserve the attention!
I wonder if it was some sort of Princess syndrome she had, but I could tell she was getting a little agitated.
I needed to escape the table before a scene broke out. I saw that it was almost Alan’s turn to order so I excused myself.
Me: I think he needs help.
Ann sort of glared at me, but was more like glaring at her daughter for being a spoilt brat. But what if she was right? What if her father really treated her so well that no one else could compare? I didn’t hear Alan or Amanda complaining though. They seemed to have got on with their lives just fine.
I went up to Alan.
Alan: Escaping the ladies?
Me: Yeah.
Alan: They’re a handful.
Me: How do you deal with them?
Alan: I don’t really have to. They’re my sister’s. And mom.
Me: Tell me more about your dad.
Alan: Haha. Are you thinking of replacing him?
Me: Of course not. But it would help me understand why they are behaving this way.
Alan: Sure. I’ll tell you over drinks some day. Or you can come over later.
We ordered, collected the food, and went back to the table where the three ladies were somehow having a cold war.
Alan: Time for lunch!
They all ate silently.
I wondered what I should do. Did I really want to be with Ann when I didn’t know where or how I fit into her life?
I thought long and hard about it over lunch.
After lunch, the four of us went to smoke while Alicia stood far away glaring at us.
After smoking, I decided that I should not follow them back and said goodbye. I waved bye to Alicia but no surprise, she ignored me.
I took a walk to find a bus stop which had a bus that could bring me home.
I suddenly recalled a PM I received a long time ago from one of the brothers here who wanted to know what happened in my story. Having read his stories before I felt like he would probably understand what I was going through and perhaps could offer some advice on what I could do. Even though the PM was sent a long time ago, and he had not been seen online for a long time, I replied his PM and asked if he was keen to meet.