Don was a close colleague of mine and we joined the same company within 3 days of each other.
Over the years, we got closer and eventually when his big day arrives, he asked me to be his best man for the wedding.
Perhaps it’s also because I know the bride too as she worked in the same company but in a different department.
I found out eventually that he was just trying to hook me up with someone seeing me remained single for the longest time.
Ella works in the finance department and Don was smitten by her the moment he laid eyes on her many years back.
She is one of the prettier ones in the office I must admit. Her petite frame and gentle demeanour just makes guys want to protect her. Ella’s sweet voice is another one of her plus point, there is definitely something in the tone which I can’t explain.
It’s not those whiny trying to act cute kind of voice, that’s disgusting, but Ella’s vocal cord just seem to churn out TV grade voiceover right in front of you.
At 1.6m , Ella looked good in heels, the ideal sweet young thing package everyone dreams off. Her breast looked supple and full, I meant with her clothes on, her legs hairless and toned.
She used to be a little chubbier when we joined the company, but after shedding off 7kg, she’s got meat at the right places. I chanced upon a few photos of Ella in her bikini during one of her holidays with Don when I tried to send some site pictures from his phone to mine some time back.
I just could not stop staring at Ella’s body. It’s too easy to find those overly edited selfies on social media these days that I don’t remembered seeing so natural.
Ella’s hair is puffy and messy, the sleep still evident on her eyes but her smile was anything but sleepy.
There is no sweet victory sign pose, no duck bill mouth, none of those top down make you look skinny selfie shot, it’s just a few candid shots of Ella trying to fold a towel and push open the sliding door to the resort’s private pool.
The fullness of her breast, that cute little firm tummy and her girl next door smile just sent blood naturally to my manhood.
Ok , I admit I kind of fancy her too but Don laid claims to her first so I naturally backed off. I thought she was cute back but since Don actually came to me and asked me if he should go for her, I gave him my blessings.
After all, he’s my brother in a way.
The 3 off us hang out occasionally, movies, dinner, light drinks, usually after office hours but I always made it a point to leave them be once I decide I have overstayed my welcome.
Couples need time alone.
Although there are times I would fantasized and make Ella my masturbation target, there are enough girls in the office to keep me occupied and I pretty much left her out of my list of targets.
Yes, a mid size office with a good ratio of female colleagues can be a good place to work and have fun.
I lost track of how many heels I sniffed, how many cups I came into and how many sweaters / cardigans I rubbed over my groin.
I lost track of the different kinds of moisturiser I tried on my dick, the number of lip gloss I applied on my foreskin, and the times I dug through colleagues gym bag.
I swore I even put on a KG or 2 when 4 of my colleagues were pumping breast milk 3 times a day.
I would discreetly pour a little into my coffee after I made sure I was alone.
Sipping my coffee while staring at my pretty colleague who had put on a good cup size at 4pm is the best coffee break one can ask for. The erection I had was nothing compared to the mind fuck I got as I sipped my coffee.
Work is fun, great colleagues, decent pay, what more can I ask for.
22 March 2010
Monday
It was less than a week to Don’s big day and he’s already having me cover most of his work.
Ella too was on leave by then to get ready for her wedding.
I received several mails and messages a day with regards to the wedding and on top of managing my work, I had to do my part for Don and Ella’s wedding too.
25th March 2010
Thursday
The date drew closer and Don was getting a bit of a cold feet.
We spoke on the phone briefly and he confessed that he’s feeling a bit scared.
Don : Eh James , How ar ? ….. feel a bit weird leh…
James : Why leh ? ….. sign contract only ma…. You sign so many liao…
He laughed and suggested we go for drinks on the eve of his big day.
26th March 2010
Friday
9.30pm
I was already at the coffee shop near Don’s place in Hougang when Ella called.
She was not too happy when she realised that I was going to drink with Don hours before he’s due to pick her up
Ella : 1 Drink. No more than that. I’ll stab you with my heels if he’s late tomorrow.
James : Won’t la… Don was the one who asked me out…. I’ll keep an eye on him.
I tried to change the topic immediately and asked how her preparation is getting on.
Ella : Nervous man… donno la…. Did what I could….hope everything goes well.
James : Don’t worry la, tomorrow you just need to smile and look nice.
I ended the call when I saw Don approach me from a distance away.
James : Ok la. Your husband to be is here liao… any message to pass to him ?
Ella : Yes. Tell him “I love you”
Right at that moment Don sat down and I put the phone on speaker.
James : Bro…. sorry…. Ella says she loves me…
Don raised an eyebrow and gave me a thumbs up as Ella’s voice rang out in the speaker.
Ella : Yes la yes la …James….. I love you….. Don love you too..
I laughed and passed the phone over before going to grab the beer.
As I paid for the drinks, Don finished up the call with his wife to be.
I set the 3 bottles down and immediately Don started his objection.
Don : Brother…. Where got ppl bachelor night coffee shop lim beer one ?
James : You never said this is your bachelor night what… I asked you long time back you yourself say don’t want..
Don mumbled something about hard to find time before we started chatting and toasting each other.
It was only after we downed the 5th bottle that Don started mumbling something about not having enough fun before he settled down.
James : Eh… are you drunk… you turning 30 liao. Still want what kind of fun..
Don : Donno leh… just unsure.. .. so many things haven try..
I insisted he head back and rest at 11.45pm and we parted ways soon after.
At 12.30am in the morning, I received a call from Ella asking if Don was still with me.
I reassured her we parted ways long time ago and Don is probably sleeping.
27th March 2010
Saturday
4.30am
I dragged myself out of bed and got dressed. By 5.25am, I was at Don’s place since I was located just a few streets away.
I’ve been staying in a rented masterbed room for quite a few years near the institute of mental health, it’s a convenient spot with a direct bus to my workplace in the industrial park at Ang mo kio.
The other 2 brothers , Jerry and Guowei. arrived shortly after and we chatted over coffee.
The gate crash was a breeze. Ella made it clear that it was not her intention to humiliate the groom and his brothers during a meeting earlier on.
Ella : I see no point in embarrassing people on such a happy occasion.
If only all brides think like her.
We did play games, games that tested the wit and brains of the brothers.
As we solved the puzzles and did a funny charade to guess some of Don and Ella’s favourite dating spot, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief that I did not need to eat brownie off a diaper or put on a bra with a banana hanging off my waist.
I thought I was a pretty sick individual mentally until I saw the games people come up with for gate crash.
Those people need help more than me.
The sisters of the bride were pretty cute too and I already have all their contacts. In fact I was eyeing one particular one call Celeste.
She is the bride’s best friend and definitely my cup of tea.
The rest of the day breeze through and the banquet proceeded like any other.
The march in, the speech, the toast and the photo taking.
Ella looked stunning in her gown that day and I visually stored a few images of her in my mind, images that I could recall when I need to release.
The first sign of trouble started when Don started downing drink after drink at the table where his army mates are sitting.
He accepted every toast and despite Jerry and Guowei at his side, he got wasted pretty fast.
Even Celeste had to step in for a few drinks for Ella.
I did what I could at the 4 tables I was assigned to, helping Don block most of the drinks from our own colleagues and the bosses.
By 10.45pm Don’s face was flushed and he could hardly greet the departing guest properly without help.
Ella was obviously not very happy that Don had to sit on a chair and shake guest’s hands as they leave.
11.30pm
When the time comes to settle the bill, there seem to be something wrong with Don’s credit card and the transaction would not go through.
After an embarrassing 20 mins, Ella had to retrieve her wallet from the wedding suite and use her card instead.
The couple’s parents had left by then, both had a grandparent on a wheelchair that needs to head back and rest.
28th March 2010
Sunday
12.10am
There was a bit of tension and awkwardness in the lift as Don mumbled and slumped his entire weight on me.
I shared a look with Celeste who eyeballed Ella before raising her eyebrow at me. I gently shook my head and tried to communicate ‘ leave them be ‘ with my eye.
I did not know how my eyes looked like but Celeste pulled and adjusted her dress, pretending to check her cleavage before she burst out laughing.
That laugh broke the silence and Ella gave me and Celeste a brief look each before smiling to herself and turning away.
Ella : Ok la… ok la… you 2 go on ahead. I can handle Don.
Celeste : Don’t be crazy la… we’re just fooling around.
12.20am
I had just dumped Don on the bed when Ella said her parents are at the lobby to pick her up. She asked if Ella needed anything else before she leaves.
Ella : No need. Thanks for everything dear..
They shared a brief hug right when I approached and I too opened my arms for one.
Celeste : Haha.. you ah.. James.. haha
I was pleasantly surprised she gave me one before pushing me away playfully.
12.25am
Jerry arrived together with guowei lugging the remaining bottles wine and miscellaneous bags before leaving.
12.40am
I was about to leave too when I noticed Ella reaching for the wine opener.
James : Eh… still want to drink ah ?
She did not reply me but instead poured herself a big serving and gulp it all down.
Another followed.
And another.
James : Ella…. Are you ok ?
I watch as she pulled up her evening gown a little, settled down on the sofa and she just stared at the lifeless body of Don.
Her eyes looked like they were tearing up but she did not cry.
In fact I thought she looked quite angry.
She poured more drinks for herself and she brushed me away when I tried to stop her.
She did not speak at all, and only after another 2 servings did she open her mouth.
Then I had the shock of my life.
Ella started scolding Don for not helping out with the planning and happily getting drunk on their big day.
I was caught off guard.
In fact I was hoping for the Jap porn scenario when Ella started drinking.
You know, the sad bride drink, get drunk, pass out kind of situation but no.
Ella raised her voice slightly higher as she stormed towards Don who’s stirring on the bed.
I tried to intervene but somehow it only made matter worst.
For some weird reason , Don stumbled up and despite being in a daze, started arguing with Ella.
James : Hoei…. Hoei…. Calm down calm down….
Don gestured angrily at Ella before pointing at me.
Don : Don’t scream at James… you’re embarrassing yourself… !
Ella : I’m screaming at you… not him…!
I did not need anyone to tell me it’s my que to leave the room.
James : Ok.. ok… you all need to rest… I better go..
The shouting immediately intensified after i spoke.
I tried to leave but before I could do so, Ella pushed Don roughly onto the bed and stormed into the living area.
Don fell backwards with a thud and just laid there, massaging his head.
I turned and watch Ella grab her phone and the key card off the table and opened the door.
James : Eh… bro… she’s leaving…
Don : Let her be…
I heard the door slam shut, Don turned onto his side and hit the master switch , plunging the whole room into darkness.
I exhaled, headed for the exit and opened the door just in time to see Ella stomping barefoot down the hallway and opening the spare room that was meant for the sisters 5 doors down.
The door slam shut shortly after, echoing down the quiet corridor of the hotel.
I turned at looked at the darkened suite and fingered the spare key card to the sister’s room in my pocket at the same time.
I had only one thought on my mind.
The red packet Don gave me that morning is not enough to deal with this.
It was barely 23 paces towards the room that Ella was in but somehow it took me a while to cover that short distance.
Honestly I felt a little sad for my good friends that their big day had to end like this.
Definitely not a pleasant memory nor experience to start your marriage life.
I tapped gently on the door and called out to Ella
James : Ella …. Ella .. you there ? ….. are you ok ?
I tried a few times but there was no reply so I just announced that I’m letting myself in.
I stepped into the room I had rested in earlier in the day, we spent a few good hours with the sisters in the room although we were mostly just chatting and catching a quick snooze.
Celeste bag was so near to mine, yet the distance could not be further. I could only stare at her bag of worn clothes and imagine myself having access to them.
James : Ella …. Oei… ok or not..
Ella was sitting by the study table and it was orientated towards the entrance.
Her feet dangled above the carpeted floor as she just swung her body on the chair round and round.
James : Don’t do that Ella….not in the evening gown at 1 in the morning…. Quite scary…
She laughed and threw the remote control at me but I ducked just in time.
She apologised for the outburst and said that she’s pretty stressed out by the entire wedding.
Upon further pressing, I realised that Don and her spent quite a bit on the banquet and the photoshoot. Plus the upcoming honeymoon to Europe, it pretty much wiped out their savings.
Ella : Don is in quite a bad shape… I think he’s rolling over his credit card balances too…
James : You too ?
Ella said she could probably clear hers in a couple of months.
James : Damm… wedding is really an expensive affair.
I spent about 15 minutes chatting with Ella and trying to calm her down and put in a few good words for Don.
The situation improved but she still refuse to be in the same room as Don.
Ella : Let him wake up his bloody head and apologise first.
1.20am
Ella asked if I could help to bring her bag over and I nodded.
She gave specific instructions as to which bag to take and what to bring.
Ella : My overnight bag is the blue small trolley bag, but you need to take my makeup stuff from the bathroom. There is this specific pyjamas I need to wear, it’s in the wardrobe. The matching shoes for the pyjamas is under the bed. I think I have another smaller black bag in Don’s suitcase.
She looked towards the ceiling and asked me to bring over the red packet box too.
Ella : Safe password is 7765.
James : Ermm… I don’t know if I can remember everything or not….
Actually I wanted to tell her to grab the stuff herself but she had already turned towards the window, looking at her own reflection as she drew up her both feet.
I left the room and entered the suite. I tried waking Don up to help with the stuff but he was out cold.
I turned on the lights in the living area and tried to remember everything Ella said.
The first thing I got is Ella’s trolley bag. It’s partially opened and I could not contain my curiosity.
I looked nervously towards the door and back at Don who’s knocked out on the bed, my heartrate picked up as I pulled back the zip.
First was a smaller pouch. I opened it and saw neat rolls of underwear and a few bras. I placed that aside and looked further.
Neat rolls of clothes. There were a couple of tops, pants and shirts.
I gently parted away the jacket that was the biggest article and the rustling of plastic bag immediately perked me up.
I exhaled and undid the knot of the bag and was greeted with a set of red bra and underwear. That must have been the one Ella wore under her ‘Kua’ during the tea ceremony.
Snippets of past conversations about the need to wear red floated up to my mind.
I had an instant erection as I felt my fingers touch the cool fabric.
The thought of holding Ella’s worn underwear on her wedding day was giving me a bad mind fuck and a raging erection.
I checked to make sure Don was still out cold and the door to the suite is tightly shut.
The perverse act that I had fantasised so often was finally coming true. I brought the soft cups of Ella’s bra to my nose, taking in the scent of the bra and my brain tried to process the smell.
Am I smelling the soap ?
Perhaps it’s Ella’s perspiration ? It was a hot afternoon after all.
Maybe it’s the smell of her breast ?
I had to adjust my erection a few time as I fondled and played with Ella’s lingerie.
The soft satin like underwear is cool to the touch, the thought of stealing it actually crossed my mind but I did not have the balls to do it.
I hear the thud of the thermostat in the air-conditioning and it snapped me back to reality.
I dump everything back where it was and went to take out the pyjamas.
The pyjamas was red as well, with some phoenix embroidery on it, it’s red too, the material felt like silk.
Then I had a sudden naughty thought.
I deliberately removed the pouch containing her lingerie from the trolley bag including the plastic bag of worn ones.
I really thought nothing more than just a playful prank.
After all we knew each other so long, would be funny thinking of Ella being in that thin silky pyjamas without lingerie. Haha
I had another erection thinking of Ella’s nipples against the pyjamas.
I packed Ella’s makeup and toiletries pouch from the bathroom.
After that I unlocked the safe to retrieve the red packets.
I waited for my erection to go down before going back to Ella.
It was close to 1.35am , I was tired, pretty aroused and really need a good release.
I set the stuff down in the room as I watch Ella remove her earrings. It was a really weird scenario, me watching the bride removing her jewelleries.
At that room that morning, I realised for the first time how good gold looked against a velvet evening gown.
Ella : Help me with this…
Ella’s arm were up, her fingers having difficulty undoing the small latch for her necklace. Her manicured fingernails kept getting in the way.
I felt my erection coming back, as I looked at her white flawless armpits in the soft orange glow of the room light.
I went behind Ella and undid the latch.
With my both hands on the 2 ends of the chain, I could either lift the chain up and above Ella’s head or I could lower my hand and just place it on the table in front of her.
I did not know what came over me but I just froze in place, as if I was unsure of what to do.
Ella : ermm….Jam..
James : erm..… how to…
Ella saved me the trouble and took the chain from me.
That was an awkward moment.
As if that was not bad enough, Ella suddenly realised that she needed help with the zip as well.
Even before she asked, I was looking at the zip already.
Our eyes met briefly before we looked away.
Both unsure who should pop the question.
I decided to save Ella the embarrassment and offered to do it.
James : Ok… you take your things.. get ready… then at the bathroom there I help you unzip before I go off.
Ella nodded without a word and brought the entire trolley into the bathroom together with the pyjamas. I guess she did not want me to wait around too long.
I loitered near the bathroom and Ella turned and offered her back towards me when she was ready.
My fingers were trembling as I reached for the zip. I have never been in such a situation before. Unzipping the bride of another man on their wedding day, it would be a story to tell for a long time to come.
I unhooked the small latch and held onto the cold metal piece, trying to pull it down but it was stuck.
I used a bit more strength and it gave way almost immediately, sliding down a good 7-8 cm.
The momentum caused the gown to dropped a couple of inches and Ella was instantly holding onto the gown from the front, but the drop and the unzipping exposed most if not all of Ella’s back all the way to her upper hip to me.
My erection pushed painfully against my pants and the moment of awkwardness returned.
James : Ermm.. ok i….i’ll get going ya…
Ella : ermm ok… thanks James…
Ella quickly shut the door of the bathroom and I heard the lock snapped into place.
I was about to reach for the door when I felt the urge to adjust my erection again.
It was a mistake.
The moment I touched myself, I felt this primal urge to cum having gone through that amount of mental stimulation.
I did not know what was going through my mind but I just did something I did not expect myself to.
I opened the room door, called out to Ella and told her I’m leaving.
James : Ella….Ella ?
Ella : Ya ?
James : I make a move first….
Ella : Ok.
I stood where I was and I let the room door close with a slam.
I was too afraid to move.
My ears trying to pick up any signs of life inside the bathroom.
I could hardly hear anything.
My heart was thumping.
Then I heard the unmistakable spray of the shower after what seemed like 3-4 minutes.
I had a sudden urge to pee as I looked around the room. If you asked me what was going through my mind then I can tell you it was a complete blank.
I really didn’t know.
What I did know, was that I purposely left my wallet together with the wedding favour gift and my red packet on the table beside Ella’s phone.
I saw the water Ella was drinking from earlier, the unmistakable lipstick mark coated the rim of the bottle. I took the bottle and sipped myself a drink, feeling the instant push of my dick against my pants.
I checked that my lips had no stains on the mirror before turning back towards the door.
I put both keycards that I have on the bar counter near the entrance.
1 for the suite and 1 for Ella’s room.
The shower was still on, as quietly as I could, I opened the door, and closed it behind me.
I went to the lobby and took a seat and began calling Ella.
Hopefully i could get to see Ella’s pokies when she comes down with my wallet later.
I must have rang up like 6 missed calls before I stopped.
Now it’s just to wait for Ella to call me back.
2.20 am
My phone finally rang right when I was about to fall asleep.
I picked it up immediately.
James : Hello…Ella i….
Ella : You idoit… your wallet everything still here…. Where are you…
I told her I’m in a cab and was about to reach the hotel lobby.
James : Can you come down and pass me my wallet… sorry ah…
There was a moment of hesitation as I waited for Ella’s reply.
Ella : Ermm… eh you bring my clothes bring half only… I missing some bags.
James : Ohh… I just grab and go liao, so dark inside the room and so many things on the floor..
James : I’m turning into the street liao, you can come down now.. .. eh really reaching liao, come down quick… I need to use the toilet…
I was trying very hard not to chuckle. You might think it’s a mean thing to do but Ella, Don and I do prank each other pretty often in the office.
Besides, i wasn’t really thinking with my big head that morning.
If I forget to log out from my facebook in my terminal at work, I would suddenly see a post that says I’m in love with a broom, or perhaps something that says my underwear is red and lacy, courtesy of Ella most of the time.
Don would choose something in the tune of “ I’m buying everyone drinks or dinner if you pinch my backside “
Ella sounded unsure on the phone but she reluctantly agreed.
There was only a cab waiting by the taxi stand that morning and I hopped on.
James : Uncle…. Don’t start the meter…. I pay you $20, you just make a roundabout and wait at the back there. 5 mins will do.
He did not even acknowledge me and did as he’s told.
I scanned the lobby and moments later saw Ella walking towards the exit. I told the uncle to wait as I approached Ella.
She was wearing a pair of denim shorts and had pulled over a brown colour singlet. I could not see her nipples poking through though. I was disappointed, really disappointed not being able to see her pokies.
Still the thought of her being without clean undies was giving me a mental orgasm. I don’t suppose she would want to wear the old one under the gown after showering.
She had a frown on her face and was about to chide me right as I stretch out my hand.
Then something unbelievable happened.
I really have no fucking idea how it could have occurred but it fucking did.
As Ella passed me my wallet and stuff, something fell from under her singlet.
Wack !
Like a wet slap .
We both looked down in horror as we realised what happened.
1 side of Ella’s silicon nu bra just fell off.
It was an unbelievable moment and both of us tried to reach for it at the same time but not before the 2nd one dropped as well but Ella managed to hold on to it before I left the protection of her singlet.
Her eyes were wide open , I could see the bloodshot vessels.
I did not know what to do and I immediately picked up the one on the floor.
Ella : Oei.. !!
James : Wait… wait.. I pay the cab first.
I really did not know what I was doing but I ran towards the cab, threw $20 at the uncle and I ran back towards Ella.
The moment I went close to her, she grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me close.
Ella : All your fault la ! arghhh James … walk in front of me.
James : Okok…
We waltz towards the lift lobby and headed up without a word.
The cold silicon of the nu bra feels weird in my hand.
At that very point in time when Ella was glaring at me……….I really needed to use the toilet.
The lift ride is a mere 30 second affair but it took longer than expected to pass with Ella glaring at me.
Ella : All you fault la ! arghh.
James : I err…. I need to use the toilet quite urgently…
Aside from a sheepish smile, I could not think of anything else to say.
I dare not look at Ella in her eyes, instead I chose to look behind her, mentally willing for the lift ride to end so I could go to the bathroom.
The interior of the lift is fitted with tinted mirror finished panels. Even though I’m avoiding Ella’s glare, all I could see was the endless reflection of us inside the small cramp space.
My nose suddenly caught a whiff of the shampoo fragrance that was coming from Ella’s wet hair.
I could see clumps of hair still wet and matted together, the ends of it still dripping droplets of fresh bathwater. I also noticed several wet patches at the back of Ella’s top from the reflection in the lift.
And yes, I could see the protruding nipples at the front of her damp top and my erection started wreaking havoc on my bursting bladder.
The thought of her rushing down without drying herself properly to pass me my wallet made me feel a little guilty about what I have done but the urgency of needing to pee diluted my guilt almost instantly.
When the lift chimed, Ella walked out in a huff and quickly ran towards the room, opening the door wide.
I caught up in no time and went straight to the bathroom.
Before I could close the door, Ella screamed at me to pass her my half of her nu bra, the mess of silicon I have in my hand.
I saw her took the key card on the table and headed out, no doubt headed for the suite to retrieve her missing bags of clothes.
My high tide was really coming fast and even till this day I wondered what was happening that morning.
I barely had seconds to spare as I unzipped and lowered my pants and underwear just in time to see a stream of pee coming out straight into the toilet bowl.
That instant relieve of tightness, coupled with the image of Ella’s erected nipples in the lift gave me this weird sensation as I relieved myself. There was this sourish warm feeling as the endless stream of pee exited my bladder.
Then my eye caught sight of something that made me suddenly go weak in the knees, resulting in a uncontrolled spurts of my pee that messed up the entire toilet bowl.
Right by the basin, is a coiled up piece of treasure that made it almost impossible for me to pee straight.
That pink underwear just sitting innocently by the rim of the basin seemed to be calling out to me.
I emptied my tank of urine and quickly swaddled over to the basin like a duck with my pants still down my legs.
I knew I don’t have much time.
It’s only a few steps to the suite and Ella would probably grab her bags and be back in to time.
I did not have time to think.
In fact I wasn’t even thinking as I lifted Ella’s underwear off the basin, the soft damp material of her underwear she wore for the evening resting in my very hands.
My dick was throbbing hard as the realisation of me having ticked off something from my bucket list. The very piece of fabric that was closest to the pretty bride’s most private spot in my very hands.
How many times have we attended weddings only to have our minds stray and wonder what was actually beneath that gown,that dress, that tight cheongsum.
I unrolled the underwear gently, as if I was handing some old parchment from the dead sea scrolls. The humidity of the bathroom was high and the heat from Ella’s recent shower still has the mirror fogged up.
My ears perked and listened for any signs of Ella entering the room again but there was not.
That was it.
That was the closest I will ever get to Ella’s privates. Yes, I may have thought of her in some dirty position, I may have wank off to her countless times, I may lust after her worn clothes but end of the day, she is my brother’s wife.
Even a sick pervert like me knows where to draw a line.
I immediately flipped and like a crazed madman, pressed Ella’s underwear to my face, taking in the fresh womanly scent of a bride for the first time in my life. There was a musty smell of perspiration, mixed with the unmistakable smell of new underwear. The humid warm bathroom added another layer of depth to the smell and I was so tempted to just cum and have an orgasm on the spot.
The loud sound of the door closing snapped me out from my trance and I immediately replaced the underwear back where it was.
I got dressed, clean up the toilet bowl and exited the bathroom.
Ella had folded her arms, hip leaning against the study table and continued glaring at me. I slipped and my eyes went straight to her breast only to realise that the protrusion is no longer there, I recovered quickly but Ella noticed my gaze and she threw nu bra straight at my face.
Ella : Arggh… James !…. you !…
I could see the exasperation in her but she did not know how to express it.
Her fist was clench and I could tell she badly wanted to scream at me as she stomp her left foot once and just turned away from me to pack her stuff.
I don’t blame her.
It’s your wedding night, and something this embarrassing had to happen in front of your husband’s good friend.
James : I… erm… make a move ya…. Don’t worry…. I won’t say anything… haha…
I could not help breaking into a snigger.
Ella was too angry for words and she put both her palms together and lift it over her forehead in a mock praying position.
Ella : Yes….. please…. Go back…. Sleep…. And pretend this never happened…
She started to do a series of deep breathing in an attempt to calm herself down as I opened the door.
Right before I closed the door, I added ;
James : Your….. breast is pretty nice…
I closed the door immediately and ran to the lift lobby just in time to hear my name rang out along the corridor.
Ella : James !
The rest of the morning was a blur.
I was exhausted, and I remember staggering back into my room and I fell asleep without taking a shower.
By the time I woke up, it was coming to 1pm in the afternoon.
28th March 2010
Sunday
1pm
I washed up and was thinking of what to have to lunch when I was alerted to the beep my phone was making, telling me I have new messages.
I have 4 miss calls from Don and 1 new message from Celeste.
Don can wait.
I immediately opened Celeste’s message, hoping in my mind it would be something in the tune of ;
“ Hey… morning..any plans today ? ”
Maybe it could be
“ James… what cha doing now ? “
Or … maybe it’s
“ Morning… wake up already ? “
Ahh… sweet messages that reminded me of the honeymoon period when you first start dating.
As the text appeared before me, it was nothing like that.
It was not even close.
No morning, no hi, no James, no what are you doing.
It was a text message sent at 11.30 am that morning.
Celeste : Call me.
I decided to call Don first and see what he wants.
James : Morning brother. How’s life with only half your asset left feel….
Don : Argh… I have no asset to begin with… got a bad headache…
James : You apologise to Ella yet ? …. You remembered what happened ?
Don : Bits and pieces…. We quarrelled again this morning…
James : Why ?…
Don : Long story…. Come and eat lunch with me… got buffet voucher ….
James : Eat with your wife la….
Don went on to tell me that Ella refuse to talk to him after the tiff that morning and she’s locked herself inside the other room.
Don : That room due to check out already… front desk called a few times… I managed to get a late checkout till 3pm.
Don : Let her sulk la, come leh. We go eat, then we go swim and suntan by the pool. Still got the suite for 1 more day…. Don’t waste.
James : I’m not your gay buddy la… eh… seriously… go talk to your wife…. Your marriage just started officially, but this is not the way to start it off.
Don mumbled something but I could not make it out but he say he’ll go and try her room again.
I hung up and decided to call Celeste.
The image of her came floating into my head as I hit the dial button.
Celeste is about the same build as Ella, with the same hairstyle, it’s easy to get confused if you are just looking at them from the back.
I remembered clearly an embarrassing incident during a general meeting Don and Ella organised for all the brothers and sisters a few weeks before the big day.
As a show of their sister’s unity, they actually all wore the same T-shirt and same shorts for the meeting while the guys show up in a mish mash of colours.
Don whispered to me that day in a corner.
Don : Bro…. we already lose the ‘Seh’ already how…
James : Aiyah…. All this kay juar thing… no need…. Don’t worry…
Celeste has a pair of naturally big eyes and her sweet dimples appear when she smile. You know sometimes you get a smile and no matter what you are thinking or doing, you would just naturally stop and felt the need return that smile.
Yes, Celeste had that effect on people.
She’s a pretty gentle lady from what I observed during our first meeting. Quite soft spoken too compared to Ella.
Not that Ella is rough but she’s just more, how do you put it….. tigerish…. In a way.
Through our interaction, I actually got quite a good feeling towards Celeste. She’s cheerful and is always smiling. There is this naughty twinkle in her eyes when she laugh.
While some of the girls dropped a little crumbs here are there while having cookies at the table, Celeste is actually the one that help to pick them up during the meeting.
You could tell it was not something that was being done intentionally, it was something more sub conscious.
Celeste was very focused on the discussion about the timing and logistics at that point in time but her finger would be picking up crumbs, wrappers and empty drink packets before depositing them in the bin by her side.
There is just something sweet and mysterious about her that intrigued me.
So much so that when I saw Ella cutting some fruits at the kitchen when I exited the bathroom, I went over and asked her about Celeste.
James : Eh Ella….Is Celeste… attached ? She’s quite cute…
And I have never been so embarrassed in my life when the person turned and replied my questions nonchalantly.
Celeste : Thank you James… haha… I’m not attached…
My face must have flushed red instantly and I turned away in a sheepish manner as Celeste’s giggles echoed behind me.
The phone call connected and it was ringing for quite a while before Celeste answered.
Celeste : Hey….James ..
James : Morning…. Are you going to ask me out ?
She laughed and said no, and that we have a situation.
Celeste : We have a bit of situation here with Ella and Don…
James : What situation ?
Celeste : Domestic violence… ..
My heart instantly sank as the words got digested.
The image of Don going crazy and actually hitting Ella gave me the chills and I immediately asked Celeste what happened.
James : Oh my god… I was just on the phone with Don… he never said anything…. Is Ella ok ? What happened ? When did this happened ? Is she hurt…. Are you there with her ?
I peppered so many questions at once but Celeste calmly replied me with only one sentence.
Celeste : James… ermm…
She paused for a second on the phone and I waited eagerly for her to continue.
I cannot imagine Don hurting even an ant not to mention his wife.
Celeste took a while to continue as if she was thinking of the correct words to use and when she finally said it, I did not know what to say.
Celeste : My friend………accidentally…initiated a series of unintentional actions that….……cause Don to………get…hurt…
James : What ?!
Celeste : In short…. My friend….. beat up your friend…
It took a couple of seconds for me to digest what Celeste just told me over the phone. I asked her if she’s with Ella and she told me she was.
Celeste : Ella’s getting changed in the bathroom, we’re heading down for lunch. Come join us….and go check on Don, he’s not picking up his phone.
I agreed and sent Don a text, saying that I’m heading down to have lunch with him.
Don sms : Bring your swim stuff
I ignored his message and looked at the state of my cupboard and laundry basket. The reality of staying alone meant my weekend is spent doing laundry and ironing my clothes for the new week ahead.
I was too busy to do a mid week wash and now the clothes are spilling out of the basket and onto the floor.
It’s ridiculous but I cannot even find a pair of berms.
Eventually I found one that has a loose button but it still works so I pull it over my boxers, threw on a crumpled t-shirt and got myself onto a cab
1.40pm
As the cab drew up to the hotel in clarke quay, I could not help but feel a tiny tinge of excitement that I would be seeing Celeste in a few moments.
I don’t know why but someone it just gave me that butterfly in my stomach feeling.
I entered the lobby at 1.45pm and I gave Don a call.
3 calls in fact but there was no answer.
I tried Celeste phone and she picked it up right away.
James : Hey… I can’t go up to the room without the card. Where are you guys ?
Celeste : Hold on.
A few seconds later, she resumed the call
Celeste : Ella and I are eating over at the restaurant. Don should be in his room I think… I did not tell Ella that you are coming…. Where are you ?
James : By the lift…
The call ended abruptly and I turned my head just in time to see Celeste popped out from around the corner.
The moment I laid eyes on her, I had this really sunny, Sunday feel. I don’t know how to explain this but it’s that cheerful bright spark that seem to stir up your emotions.
Celeste was wearing, I don’t know what do you call that. It looked like a dress but it’s not.
A thick scarf like halter twirled around her neck once, with the plaid resting at the middle of her chest. That knot like tie reminded me of some sick Japanese porn I was watching the other day.
The plaid continued diagonally outwards from the center of her chest before it disappear into a tube like top. It looks like it’s 2 different pieces but it’s actually just 1 continuous piece.
The pale blue fabric has no pattern other that it’s original texture.
As the top flowed downwards, it clinged on tightly to Celeste’s bottom before ending an inch above the knee.
She had on a simple pair of silver flats and a pair of silver earrings that seem to glitter and flow like the wispy strands on spider web against the sun.
As we closed the distance between us, I could not help but stare a moment longer at her, my mind already starting to wander.
James : that… is a…. Nice dress…
She smiled and passed me the key card from the back of her phone pouch.
Celeste : I didn’t think it was nice for me to just open the suite, that job is yours.
James : How’s Ella ? She still angry ?
Celeste went on to tell me that Don said some pretty hurtful stuff to Ella that morning, that’s why everything went south.
I told her don’t worry, I’ll get Don down, we’ll all sit down and have a nice lunch together. We can talk things out.
It took a good 5 minutes of knocking before Don unlatched the door. My key card is useless with the latch on.
Don : sorry… I was soaking in the bathtub…. Dam shoik.
James : Get dressed, we’re going down to eat.
I saw the 4 cm scratch across Don’s forehead and I asked for his version of the story. He was a little reluctant to tell me everything and even more reluctant to tell me Ella hit him.
I found out that in the heat of a moment, Ella actually threw the phone at Don and that somehow caused the cut.
James : Ok la. Ok la…. 1st day husband and wife… don’t start your marriage on this sour note la.
I pressed Don further to find out why was Ella so mad and he told me that he scolded her for not sleeping by his side on their wedding night.
James : That’s all ? …
Don : Ermm… i… said she must be having fun with other guys while I was out drunk…..
I shook my head and hurried Don along, I managed to get him out of the suite and down to the restaurant at 2.00pm
It was a tense moment from the very beginning when Ella caught sight of Don and me.
Don : Eh… not now la…James… we…
James : Don’t be a pussy la… .. let’s get this over and done with.
Celeste actually stood up as we approached the table. Before anyone could say a word, she reached out her hand to take mine.
Celeste : James… we go and get more food before the close the buffet… lai lai…
It was just a brief second or 2 of Celeste touching my hand but it was enough. That sweetness sent a tingle down my spine as we took some food for the table to share.
We kept an eye on Don and Ella from the buffet line and they don’t seem to be talking, just staring at each other.
Celeste nudge me on my elbow.
Celeste : Eh… like this cannot la…. We need to do something…
James : Ermmm like what ?
Celeste : I don’t know…. Like something to jump start the conversation.
We went back to the table with some food but Celeste and I did most of the talking. Don and Ella still refuse to talk to each other directly.
Things got slightly better when I dropped a couple of pieces of peel prawn on Ella’s plate. Don immediately reached over and took the prawns away.
Don : Ella….don’t take prawns….. her throat will get itchy….
Ella looked away but I could tell that sentence did something magical to the stalemate.
Celeste’s eyes widen and as if she had a stroke of inspiration, she started dropping food onto Don’s plate.
She tried curry chicken, followed by satay, then bake fish, each a left over bread roll she ate, sashimi, noodles.
Every piece she dropped, she would look eagerly towards Ella, as if expecting her to stop her when something Don did not like fell on his plate.
Ella rolled her eyes at Celeste before a giggle burst out.
Ella : Stop it… he eats everything…
The temperature around the table cooled down several notches when Don apologised and when Ella apologised too, the conversation started flowing.
By 3pm when the restaurant staff told us the buffet line is closing, we’re pretty much back to normal.
Ella was still quite sore about Don passing out on their big day and we all could tell she was about to start another one of her rants.
I was not about to let a healing wound reopen so I blurted out that Don had already made plans to apologise.
James : Actually…. Don made plans already…. To give you a surprise….
I could see all eyes turning towards me all of a sudden and I raised up my hand to calm everyone down.
James : Yes… yes.. there’s something Don planned for….. I need to go check on the progress…
James : Don’t come up to the suite first ya….
This time round I reached out for Celeste’s hand but she slap it away playfully and said she would join me on the supervision of the surprise.
The moment we are out of earshot, Celeste immediately knew what to do.
Celeste : Okok… let’s chin chye buy some balloons and party stuff from across the road, decorate a bit , light some candles or something.
James : I was thinking of just preparing a bubble bath …
We laughed and chatted as we dashed across to the shopping mall and popped into the party shop. We grabbed a few items here and there and manage to get back into the suite within 15 minutes.
Celeste could not get a small slice of cake so she bought a pint of ice cream.
3.20pm
We did what we could to tidy up the wedding suite, with the do not disturb sign on the door, housekeeping stayed far away.
We inflated balloons, threw some rose pedals in the bath and on the bed.
Celeste pour some glitters by the side table with some candles.
I hung up some decorative banners that says I love you.
By 3.40pm
We’re ready.
I went to check my phone and realised I had almost 4 miss calls from Don.
A check with Celeste revealed she had 3 from Ella.
Our phones were both in silent mode the entire time.
We dropped the phones into the bag that held the party decorations together with our wallet and purse. Celeste insisted we wash our hands as our palms were full of the glittery powder from the decorations.
James : Ok.. let’s get them up then wish them all the best.
Celeste turned on the TV, found the channel playing jazz music and turned up the volume.
It was at this moment, a series of unfortunate incident happened. The sequence of it happening is so ridiculously dumb and unbelievable that up till this day, no one believed.
No one.
Celeste asked me to bring the ice cream out from the fridge while she lit the candles, which I did.
I brought it into the room and I was about to reach down for the bag containing our phones when I felt a sickening thud and before my very eyes, my pants button came off.
The button rolled on the carpet over to Celeste’s feet right when she lit the last candle by the entrance.
She picked it up and gave me a questioning look and I lifted up my t-shirt to show the missing button.
Without a word, Celeste went into the bathroom and took the sewing kit out.
I could not fucking believe what was happening as Celeste threaded the needle through the button with a thread and grabbed my pants by the top and position the needle to pierce through my pants.
James : Wait… what !… with me wearing it… !
Celeste : Don’t move… very fast one.
Celeste ignored my comment and impaled the needed through, pulling it upwards, she knelt down in front of me and that very action sent blood rushing to my dick as I look down on her modest cleavage, and before she could pierce the 2nd hole, the door to the suite opened.
My eyes met with Celeste and she tried to stand up but lost her balance.
The stumble drove the needle into my waist and before I could gasped in pain, I staggered backwards into the full height wardrobe.
Celeste, in her attempt to let go of everything including the needle, just fell onto me.
It happened so fast I had to time to react or think properly.
I was afraid she might fall onto my groin area and the needle might hurt her so I pulled her upwards.
She staggered into the wardrobe and for some weird reason, my pants came off halfway.
The force in which we fell backwards into the wardrobe was quite impactful that my natural reaction was to try and arch forward in order to lessen the impact on my back.
Instead, like an out of balance pendulum, Celeste and I both gasped and fell back out into the carpeted area with me landing on top of her with my pants half way down my leg.
Right at this very moment, Don and Ella appeared at the door.
Celeste pushed me off her and immediately stood up.
Both her hands came up in a hysterical way and she exclaimed her innocence.
Celeste : We can explain…!
I stood up with my erection probing my boxer out of shape and I extracted the needle which had pierce into my skin sideways about slightly half a centimetre.
Don : Oh my god… what happened.
I pulled up my pants, and put the needle aside.
I looked at Celeste and replied.
James : She…… penetrated me…….
James :…. And…….
James :……There is blood……
I dabbed a droplet of blood from my waist and held it up for all to see.
Celeste laughed and shook her hands and head at Ella, trying to proclaim her innocence but Ella waved her off.
Don chuckled a little and I saw Ella shot me a dagger stare at my lame comment before Don dragged me out to help with the bags.
While waiting for us, Don and Ella had actually checked out the other room, bringing whatever is in the spare room over by the entrance to the suite.
Don gave me a cheeky look and asked me what was I up to with Celeste but I just smile and told him it was an accident.
I could overhear snippets of conversation from Ella and Celeste as we shifted the bags and clothes.
Words like, James… thick skin…. Very naughty…. Cheeky… be careful of him and so on caught my ear but I was not paying attention to the warnings that Ella was doling out, I could only hear the girlish giggle and the sugar sweet voice of Celeste replying.
4pm
The drama was over and it was clear Don and Ella needed their time alone. Celeste and I left the suite together.
From the walk to the train station, I found out that Celeste stays in punggol, so we will be taking the same train line. Naturally I offered to send her back but she declined.
Celeste : Ermm.. it’s ok la…thanks for asking.
I wasn’t expecting Celeste to say yes to my offer honestly, we don’t really know each other for long anyway.
We chatted on the train and I got off at Buangkok.
I watched Celeste wave me a sweet goodbye before uncoiling her headphones from her bag.
My Sunday ended with the company of the washing machine and the dryer. My companion in the room is the ironing board.
29th March 2010.
Monday.
Life goes back to normal for Don and Ella as the showed up for work like everyone else. Their honeymoon is not in another 3 months time.
On that day however, I felt that fate seemed bent on testing Don and Ella’s relationship. You see, part of Ella’s job was to brief the new comers together with another HR girl.
That Monday morning, we were told that a new department would be formed in the finance team with a new manager.
His name is Walter.
The entire morning, I saw Ella tagging along with this new guy, going from department to department, desk to desk before disappearing into his office for about 30 minutes at a stretch.
She looked stressed and upset at the same time.
I found out form Don that she had text him, saying that Walter would be her new boss from that day.
1pm
Lunch was catered that afternoon as sort of a welcome.
I settled at a corner with my food as I secretly observed Walter.
He looks to be in his late 40s, tall and definitely worked out regularly. He’s got that boyish charm despite his age and he certainly knew how to use them. What caught my eye though was the frequent looks he threw at Ella.
It was a quick glance, a fast peep but to the observant eye, you just know.
Ella’s short dress and high heels that day proved to be a magnet to Walter’s roving eyes. I noticed he was getting a little touchy too, when Ella spoke something, he would pretend he could not catch it and lowered his body closer to her before placing his palms at her waist for that couple of second.
It was smooth and fast, something that Ella might not even have noticed.
3.30pm
A meeting of mine ended early and I was just getting off the cab when I saw Ella and Walter turn the corner of the office lobby, heading out.
I immediately paid and followed close behind.
From what I could gather from Ella’s body language, she was giving Walter a tour of the area.
Knn, it’s ang mo kio industrial park, why do you need a tour.
I kept my distance and observed further.
The pavements and roads in the area are not exactly like those in town. The uneven concrete slabs broken by the emerging roots of the trees. The occasional construction, the sudden scatter of debris, all this made walking on heels a challenge and Ella of all days had to wear a high one that Monday.
It was a pretty hot day too, and I could see Walter taking out a packet of napkin and handing it to Ella.
He even offered to take her used tissue as Ella was carrying a couple of folders when a bin was coming up on their right at a cross junction.
I saw him discreetly slipped Ella’s tissue into his pocket while he threw his own into the bin.
It was something I would have done too.
They turned around another bent which was a pretty long stretch that led to the canteen, at that point I stopped tailing them and headed back to office
4.30pm
I noticed Ella and Walter coming back into the office before disappearing into his room again.
I stole a look at Don who was obliviously to everything.
Perhaps it was just me.
6.30pm
I was on the phone for about 45 minutes, trying to tally some specifications with a supplier and I saw Don waving at me, saying that he’s making a move.
I gave him a thumbs up and noted the light that was still on in Walter’s office.
7.00pm
Ella emerged from the room and headed out but with only her purse. I wanted to follow her but my phone rang again and I was stuck for the next 15 minutes.
7.20pm
Ella appeared again, looking visibly tired with some packets of food.
7.45pm
There were only a handful of colleagues left when I saw Walter and Ella head to the pantry.
I took my cup and made my way there, I was about to turn into the pantry when I heard a loud exclamation from within and I paused.
Walter : Oh !…. you’re married ?? Congratulations…. But you look so young… haha.
He went on further, adding that he thought Ella was a fresh graduate, complimenting her complexion and supple skin.
I entered the pantry and we all exchanged looks and greetings. Their conversation immediately died down as I poured myself more coffee before heading out.
Before I was out of earshot, I could hear Walter commenting that Ella’s husband must be a lucky guy.
8.15pm
I was about to pack up and leave when I saw Walter and Ella coming out of his office. He insisted on giving Ella a lift for making her stay back late, that was all I could make out before they disappeared.
2nd April 2010
Friday
For every single day that week, Ella never left work on time. Don however was out of the office by 6.30pm
A quick check with him told me that Ella was busy with her new boss that entire week.
He wasn’t very happy when he saw Walter sending Ella back at 10pm the previous day.
Ella was too tired to talk to him and just wanted to sleep.
10.45am
Walter left the office with Ella and never appeared again until 2.30pm
Don was enraged that Ella did not reply his messages.
Ella looked tired and stress and I could tell she was rushing to get a thick stack of documents in order but Don had to confront her at that very moment by the copier.
I tried to stop him but he was already approaching the copier where Ella was.
It did not end well. Not that there was any shouting, or anything physical but Ella walked off in a huff and Don stormed back to his seat.
4pm
Walter left the office with Ella lugging a bag of files and they were never seen again that Friday.
At 11pm, Don messaged me, saying that Ella just got back home.
James sms : It’s work la, don’t think too much.
3rd April 2010
Saturday
7.45am
I was woken up by a call at 7.45am on a Saturday morning.
It was Celeste.
I immediately perked up and answered.
James : Yeap… yeap…. I can do breakfast , lunch and dinner today…
Celeste : Haha. Sorry James… it’s about your friend Don.
I found out from Celeste that they had been quarrelling since 6am that morning.
Celeste : I’m headed over to their new place, just wondering if you want to go and talk to Don too.
I agreed and I was to meet Celeste at Punggol station to grab a cab to Don and Ella’s new place at Pasir ris. Their new home for barely a week.
8.45am
I do not know if there was a word better that delicious to describe Celeste’s body that morning.
She was just wearing a simple grey singlet with what I presumed a strapless bra. A simple pair of light brown pants that ended in the middle of her thigh gave me my much needed morning boost.
We hopped on a cab and got to Pasir ris at 9.15am
As we entered the lift I made a comment.
James : I’m beginning to see a pattern here..
Celeste : haha.. don’t be mean.
We barely stepped out of the lift when we heard shouting from the unit a few steps away. Both of us immediately ran towards the unit and when Don and Ella saw us, the fight momentarily stopped and Don stormed off into the room while Ella passed Celeste the key before she went after him.
As Celeste lifted up her arms to unlock the gate, I was granted a close look of her nice underarms. Clean shaven and I caught a whiff of the roll on smell which made my heart skip a beat.
I had to force myself to tear my eyes away from her arms as she figured out which key could unlock the gate.
The moment we entered, we dragged the bickering couple aside and tried to calm everyone down.
It was beginning to sound like a market as each of them tried to give their perspective.
I was starting to get a headache as the confrontation shifted from the master bedroom to the kitchen before moving to the living room.
That was when the throwing began.
Ella started throwing things at Don, remote controls, photo frames, basically anything that she could get her hands on.
Don blocked a few and shouted at Ella, adding that she’s out of her mind before unlocking the door.
Don : You are the one being unreasonable !
Ella : You don’t push the blame to me.
There was a bit of scuffle as Celeste and I tried to separate both of them.
Don broke free and unlocked the gate, he left after another series of shouts at Ella, not before slamming the door shut.
Ella was crying by then but she broke free from Celeste’s grasp and picked up her key pouch from the from the mess on the floor.
Celeste tried to stopped her but Ella was too angry at Don to notice Celeste holding her and she gave a wild shrug followed by a push, sending Celeste falling backwards landing in an awkward angle onto the side of her body.
Ella let herself out of the door, slammed the main door shut even harder that Don, I heard her locked up the gate and then there was no sound at all.
I helped Celeste up on her feet as she massaged her side of her bottom.
Celeste : Aiyoh… this one really siao cha bor when she angry.
I had an erection as I watch Celeste massage her firm bottom and I had to peel my eyes away from the motion she was doing to her backside.
She tried to walk towards the door but gave out a loud yelp when she realised that it hurts if she tried to put pressure on her right foot.
I helped Celeste to the sofa and spent the next 15 minutes looking for a key to open the door before giving up.
Celeste : I think we’re stuck here for a while. They never even brought their phones out.
Celeste needed the bathroom and I helped her to get there. The physical contact between our bodies is sending weird signals to my brain. The softness of her skin, the smell she was emitting, every hop caused her breast to give a cute jiggle, her singlet offering me countless moments of bra slips and cleavage moments.
James : You can leave the door open you know…just in case…
Celeste tried to hit me on my head before brushing me away with a giggle.
I heard the door latch on before I moved away back to the living room.
Suddenly I was standing in the middle of an empty house.
To my right, the master bedroom. All of Ella’s lingerie, her worn clothes in the laundry basket, like a treasure chest of goodies beckoning to me.
The dresses Ella worn that week at work, the lingerie she perspired into, the heels her feet stepped on, everything within my reach.
All the cupboards, wardrobes, all the secrets.
Maybe I would find a stash of adult toys ?
Perhaps some naughty lingerie.
Maybe some private photos in the computer.
Few steps more, the bathroom that Celeste just stepped into, the thought of being in a locked house with her gave me an instant erection as my mind tried to think of the possibilities that could be achieved before Don and Ella gets back.
I adjusted my manhood and tried to calm down.
Before I could wrap my mind around something concrete, Celeste came out from the bathroom. Her hands holding onto the side of the wall for support.
She looked a little flustered as she asked for her bag in the living room.
I passed it to her as she rummaged through it before looking back at me.
Celeste : James… can you do me a favour ?
James : Yah ?
She looked embarrassed, almost sheepish as her cheeks blushed a bight shade of pink.
Celeste wobbled a little before speaking.
Celeste : Can you… ermm… find a pad for me from Ella’s room ?
James : What ?!
Celeste : A sanitary pad….
I looked down at Celeste’s shorts and it took a poke on my chest and a ‘Tsk’ from her before I registered her request.
Celeste : Quick la… ! ..
James : Oh.. okok…
I immediately went into Don and Ella’s room and I started to open drawers and cabinets before finding an array of sanitary pads, tampons and panty liners.
There was just so many
Different lengths some more.
What the fuck is the difference between 28 cm, 30 cm and 36 cm. All looks the same.
Celeste called out from the kitchen.
Celeste : James !!! … hurry…!
James : Ya.. ya… okok… coming…
I loaded up everything. 3 bags of pad, 1 bag of panty liner and the box of Tampon.