Celeste burst out laughing when she saw me juggling with everything but she just took one of the 28cm pad and asked me to put the rest back.
I just left everything on the kitchen counter.
5 minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom.
I helped her wobble over to the sofa and sat her down.
I took the seat across from her and we sank into an awkward silence that was broken by the growl of her stomach.
She gave me an embarrassed look and I told her I needed my breakfast too.
I went to the kitchen, and after some ransacking, made us 2 cups of coffee. I found some crackers and cheese in the fridge.
I cut up an apple and an orange.
I set everything down at the dining table before helping Celeste over.
It felt weird.
2 of us in the empty house.
I opened all the windows and there’s a nice breeze coming into the 10th floor unit. I could hear the cars from the expressway a distance away but it’s the smell of fresh morning air that really made my day.
As we tucked into the food, our eyes met at the very same moment we lifted our coffee cups but we looked away instantly, the sense of awkwardness returned.
We did not speak, but instead tucked into the food.
I passed Celeste the apple and she traded me with an orange slice.
After we’re done, I did the dishes after helping her to the sofa and turned on the Tv.
9.40am
I took the seat beside Celeste when she suddenly made a comment.
Celeste : Is this what married life is like ? …. A quiet breakfast… watching tv together… haha…
I gestured to the entire house.
James : Ermm… I think you forgot about the housework, the laundry, the bills and of course the sex…
She laughed and gave me a jab with her elbow.
Then Celeste made a comment which made my knees go weak.
Celeste : Well, laundry… I’m good with them, ……..bills, I paid quite a bit too……, housework, I’m always helping at home……
That was it.
It stopped there.
I felt I needed to complete her sentence.
Something is definitely lacking.
James : And….. sex ?
I almost rubbed my hand in glee as I looked at Celeste, waiting for her reply.
She laughed and hit me with her palm.
Celeste : I can’t comment on something I haven tried… ha.
She looked away immediately and stared to surf the channels on TV.
As I digested what Celeste just said, I almost came in my pants.
I turned and was about to engage her in the conversation but she just brought up her hand in my face, exposing her delicious armpits again.
Celeste : Yes… I know… we’re not having that conversation… haha
James : you misunderstood my intentions Celeste.
I paused and adjusted my body, turning to face her and she gave me a wary look.
Celeste : What ? …
James : You…. Mentioned you …. Are good in laundry ? …..
She burst out laughing as I pestered her to give me a rate for weekend laundry service.
James : includes ironing please, that one is tedious.
It may sound too good to be true but Celeste and Ella are about 3 years younger than Don and I, which puts them in the range of 26 ish. Might be a rare gem in todays time and age but if you know where to look, I’m sure there are plenty of untouched ladies out in the street.
I’ve have friends who still managed to keep her cherry after 3 relationships, she’s determined to save it for her big day.
The irony was that none of her relationship lasted even though she’s pretty good looking. I found out the furthers she went was to give a blowjob.
Another common friend made a remark that sounded quite reasonable, even when you buy a car, you need to test drive….. not to mention marrying a woman.
My reply to him sounded equally reasonable too.
James : But…. Unless is 2nd hand car…. You buy brand new…. You also not testing the exact same one mah….. not true meh ?
10am
Time flew by as we chatted and watched TV. Every once in a while I would wander over to the door, trying to peer out into the corridor and lift lobby.
I could have easily called a lock smith but it’s Don and Ella’s new love nest, the last thing I wanted would be to have someone come cutting their locks.
A check with Celeste revealed that she did not have any plans that afternoon so there was no urgent need to get out of the house.
Celeste : How about you ? You going somewhere ?
James : Ya… I need to go back and do my laundry.
She chuckled and asked if I managed to fix the button on my berms.
James : Of course. I’m quite the all rounder.
10.15am
Don appeared and he was surprised to see Celeste and I watching Tv in the living room.
Don : What happened ? why are you all still here ?
Celeste : You 2 locked us in you idoits…
Celeste immediately asked where is Ella but Don had no idea, saying that she will probably be back after she finish sulking.
Don barely finished the sentence when Ella appeared at the door.
Everyone could feel it’s going to happen again.
Ella stormed into the house and went straight for Don, grabbing his t-shirt.
Don shouted at Ella as they tussled and pushed each other in the living room. The scuffle started again and Celeste staggered a few steps backwards again, her bad foot causing her to wobble right into my arms.
I decided enough was enough and set Celeste down on the sofa before trying to separate Don and Ella
James : Enough liao la… .what the fuck…. You think you all still young kids ar.
Although Ella is 3 years younger than Don and I, she is easily the more matured one among us. Don on the other hand have the tenancy to behave like a small kid at times.
It was impossible to separate them without getting a little rough and I definitely have no intention of hitting any of them.
Suddenly the image of Walter floated into my mind, the guy responsible for that confrontation.
As if things were not bad enough, Ella’s phone rang and the moment she realised it was her boss, Walter, she immediately shushed everyone down.
Initially no one knew who it was and we all shut up.
Then the moment Don heard Ella said, ‘ Yes boss ? ‘ , Don lost it and started shouting at Ella. The din made it impossible for Ella to continue the phone call and she left the house again.
Don shouted after Ella before she disappeared down the corridor.
Don : Go ! Go !.. Go and do whatever fuck you want. !
He slammed the bed room door with a thud that caused Celeste to jump.
I was really at a lost what to do when Ella came back and asked that we leave. Both Celeste and me.
Ella : We need to be alone to sort this out.
I have never seen Ella so mad before.
She apologised for Celeste’s foot, sent us to the door and shut it behind us.
10.40am
Celeste refused to go to a physician to get her foot treated, adding that it should get better in a while.
James : Ok…
Celeste : I don’t feel comfortable leaving them like this…. How ah…
I suggested we go grab some proper breakfast, then maybe buy something back for Don and Ella.
James : We can take the opportunity to check on them too on the pretext of getting them lunch.
Celeste’s eyes lit up at my suggestion and gave me a thumbs up.
11.30am
After a sumptuous meal of macdonald at downtown east 2 bus stops away, Celeste and I were enjoying our 2nd cup of coffee that morning.
Her foot felt a lot better and she was able to walk pretty much normally but it still hurts if she put too much pressure on it.
Celeste bought burgers for Don and Ella before we boarded a bus back to their house.
12 noon.
No one responded to our knocks and the ringing of the doorbell.
We tried calling both of them too, even texting them that we bought lunch.
I even took a picture of the food and sent it to their phones but they never opened the door.
Then Celeste had a stupid idea of trying to climb up the window and take a look.
Celeste : Perhaps we might see something ?
I looked at the old style HDB window that was slightly elevated from the common corridor. The room by the corridor was not air conditioned and Don had kept the original aluminium windows after cleaning them up.
There was no stools or shoe rack of any kind that could give us a boost and Celeste actually pulled my shirt by the sleeve and positioned me by the wall below.
Celeste : Eh… you do the army kind of thing…… boost me up.
James : What ? …. What army kind of thing…
Celeste : You know…. The bent down a bit, then put your hand on your lap so your buddy can climb those kind….
I wanted to tell her that we did not have that kind of luxury when we are clearing the low wall.
It’s either you make it or you don’t.
I shook my head, leaned against the concrete wall and bent my knees low. I gestured for Celeste to step on my thigh.
She set down her bag and the food and without warning, placed one of her feet on my thigh and up she went.
I never expected her to use both legs and before I could protest, she was clamouring up on my thigh, her hands pushing down on my head and shoulders trying to get a look into the flat.
It was at this moment I had the hardest and most painful erection in my life.
As Celeste kept her body close to the window, her tummy was literally plastered against my face.
I took in a deep breath of her tummy, of the top of her pants, the heavenly smell of fabric softener combined with Celeste’s scent sent columns of blood rushing to my manhood.
Her hands reached upwards, an attempt to reach the half open panels at the top and her singlet rode up, exposing her creamy smooth stomach with her cute pinch of her belly button.
My god, that sight alone was enough to make my pre cum start flowing. As if that were not enough, she tiptoed a little on the already unstable support of my thigh. My hand tried to steady her as she wobbled and slam her bottom onto my face, my senses caught fire as I relished in the thought that I was smelling her womanly smell during her period.
It was quick, only for a couple of seconds at most but it was heaven to me. Her zip area brushed against me several times as she struggled for balance.
Celeste : James…. Stop moving…
With both of her hands on my head, she tried to find the equilibrium and I was duely rewarded when I saw the peek of the waist band of her sweet pink underwear.
I decided that then I need to do more good deeds in this life, so that my good karma will continue to my next.
Celeste got off me and said she could hardly see anything.
I badly needed to adjust my erection as I watch Celeste pull her singlet properly and adjust her pants.
She went and tried the door again and I took the opportunity to adjust the my dick which was pushing painfully in a weird angle against my underwear.
12.15pm
We gave up 15 minutes later and just hung the food by the door and left the couple a message.
As we exit the lift at the ground floor, Celeste turned to look as me right as I was turning to speak.
The weird thing was that nothing came out and we just laughed.
I asked if she would like to share a cab back and she agreed.
As we boarded the cab, Celeste told the uncle her address and I mentally took note of it. I remembered going to that area in punggol before, it’s near the only mall in Punggol.
I never offered to send her back but instead just carried on our chat in the cab.
12.40pm
We alighted and I tried to pay for the fare but Celeste beat me to it.
James : Can i…. walk you to your block ?
I gave a mock gesture of removing an imaginary hat and giving a gentlemanly bow.
What caught me by surprise was that Celeste actually laughed and placed both hands by her tummy before giving me a curtsy.
Celeste : Yes you may…. Haha.
It was quite embarrassing as we caught the stare of a few passerbys.
It was barely a 2 minute walk before we reached the lift lobby and there was already a lift waiting on the ground floor.
I decided it was now or never and if I never tried, I would never know.
James : … ermm Celeste …
Celeste : Yah ?
I could see her paused by the lobby, and in that moment she brushed back her hair behind her ear, before clutching her bag with both her hands in front of her waist.
James : Any dinner plans later ?
She smiled and I could see her considering her answer.
Celeste : I’m meeting my parents for dinner… sorry…
James : Oh… it’s ok… another time then…
She was swaying her body slightly side to side when she spoke again.
Celeste : We could grab lunch across the road if you like…
My face lit up with a bright smile as she hit the lift button and gestured me in.
James : Aren’t we grabbing lunch ?
Celeste : We just had a late breakfast… wait la… and I need to use the bathroom again..
When the lift stopped at the 8th floor, I got out and fell behind Celeste in step.
She was opening the door and I asked if I should wait by the lobby or perhaps downstairs.
She gave me a puzzling look and replied.
Celeste : My house has a sofa, and a living room… you can wait there. Haha
I stepped into the living room and out pops the head of a lady I assumed to be her helper.
I heard Celeste said hi to ‘Mary’ before disappearing into her room and out back to the bathroom.
I was served a glass of water by Mary as I took in the interior of Celeste’s place and she just nodded her head and smile at me.
James : Thank you … thank you..
As I sipped the glass of water, I took in the racks of shoes by the door way. Heels, flats, slippers and even sneakers of various colours and designs that I was sure belonged to Celeste.
12.55pm
Celeste came out of the bathroom and was ready to leave but not before exchanging a few words with her helper who was drying some clothes in the yard.
As we locked up and went to the lobby I could not help but ask Celeste a question.
James : You have a maid…. And you still say you did a lot of housework.
It was at this moment Celeste turned and looked at me with her eyes wide opened before bursting out in laughter.
Celeste : Mary is my mum James….hahaha.
James : You call your mum Mary ??
Celeste : She calls me Celeste… i call her Mary…. what’s wrong ?
That was a really embarrassing moment and I wished I could dig a hole in the concrete floor right then to bury my head in.
Celeste : I know.. I know… she looks a little… tan…. She swims everyday in the afternoon.
James : Oh my god… can I go back and say hi to your mum at least..
She just kept chuckling away and pulled me into the lift.
I felt bad, honestly but Celeste just kept laughing and teasing me about it.
As the lift door chimed on the ground floor, my phone rang.
It was Don.
James : It’s Don…
Celeste immediately checked her phone for calls as I answered.
Don : Bro… where are you… I’m under your block…
James : What ? .. like now ?
Don : Yah… can I go up for a while.
I told him I’m at Punggol but will make my way back asap.
Celeste : No call from Ella and she’s not replying .
I asked if Celeste would like to tag along over to my place.
James : Don’s at my place…. Let’s ask him ?
She nodded her head
Celeste : Will it be weird…. With you guys talking and all… what will I do …
I raised my hand for a cab that was making a U-turn and replied.
James : You can start with the laundry..
She gave me a playful slap on my arm before boarding the cab that stopped in front of her.
Celeste : Laundry then what..
James : There’s the housework….bills…
Before i could finish my sentence, Celeste just did a very cute and exaggerated shushing action by putting her finger to her lips.
Celeste : Shhh… shsh… shhhh….. stop… hahah.
As the cab pulled off, i watch Celeste crossed her legs, folded her arms and looked out the side of her window and i wondered why even looking at the dangling slipper is giving me an erection….
The journey was a short one and as we pulled up to the bottom of my rented flat, I saw Don sitting like a homeless man against the column beside the mailboxes.
His eyebrow rose up and inch when he saw Celeste tagging along.
Don : Ohh…. You 2….
Celeste gave him a kick on his calves and asked him where was Ella but he said he had no idea.
Don : We quarrelled, … aiyah… I don’t want to talk about it… she’s being unreasonable. … she’s probably drinking herself silly at home.
Don went on again about Walter calling Ella a couple of times regarding work related matters that sparked off an even worst round of argument before he stormed out.
He did not want to remain at home and decided to pop by my place.
I could smell the heavy odour of alcohol coming from Don’s breath
Don : It’s just so tiring. I can’t even have a proper sleep.
Celeste tried to reach Ella again on the phone on the way up to my place but there was still no reply.
I opened the door and was thankful my landlord was not in that afternoon. I did not want to explain why I brought a half drunk man and another women back.
The moment my room door opened, Don just collapsed onto my bed.
Don : Wahhh….. si bei song ah….. your bed is so comfortable….
Celeste took the only seat left which was the computer chair by my work table.
She tried to talk to Don about his tone when dealing with Ella but he did not want to engage her.
Celeste : Don…. You know Ella is so stubborn…. Try to give in a bit here and there and work things out mah…..
She went on about their wedding vows and their promise to take care of each other but by then, Don had covered his ears with my pillow and turned away on his side.
Celeste tried Ella’s phone several times and she said she’s quite worried about her.
Celeste : How James ? ….. don’t think we can leave things like this…
I gave Don a nudge and tried to drag him up but he pushed me roughly away.
Don : Just let me sleep this off.
James : go back to Ella and sort things out…
What he did caught me by surprise, he withdrew his key pouch from his pocket and threw it at me.
Don : Go check on her all you want.
1.50pm
I’m beginning to feel a little irritated with Don and Ella. There is only so much we can do as friends but this is getting way out of hand.
If not for the fact that Celeste is with me, I might have blew my top and ask both of them to wake up their fucking idea.
2.20pm
We got back to the newly wed’s house again for the umpteenth time that Saturday and I could feel my blood boiling.
I don’t know why but it just made me pretty angry with everything.
With the key Don gave us, Celeste unlocked the door and we were hit with a strong scent of alcohol that was present throughout the house.
Celeste quickly ran and checked all the rooms before discovering Ella slumped onto the floor.
Celeste : Oh my god… Ella… !..
She tried to lift her up but Ella’s body barely budge.
I went over and carried Ella up onto the bed but she work up halfway and started screaming at me like a mad woman.
Ella : Arghhh… put me down… arghhg..
Her legs and hands swung around wildly and I was slapped several times.
Now even the most mild-tempered person has a limit.
The entire morning has been nothing but a stressful screaming fiasco for me.
Ella grabbed my hair as I struggled to put her down onto the bed.
She was bawling out loud, crying and talking in some weird language I could not make out and despite Celeste and me trying to stop her, she still tried to reach for the bottle at the corner of the bed.
My heart ached as I look at the 30 year old whiskey Don had kept for the longest time being desecrated in that manner by Ella.
Ella refused help and just kept swinging around wildly the moment we came into contact with her.
The final straw came when she actually swung the bottle at Celeste and hitting her on her arm.
Celeste : ARghh…. Oww..
That was it.
I did not know what came into me but I just said the words I said.
James : Go find something to tie her up.
Like a soldier being issued a command, Celeste dashed out of the room.
I tried to hold on to the bottle but I was scratched by Ella on my forearm as she took another big gulp from the bottle.
I could not fucking believe what was happening in front of my eyes. All the nice images of Ella I had stored for my masturbating session magically disappeared.
All the nice poses, positions, her bikini clad body, all gone.
Instead it was replaced by a drunk mad woman.
Celeste came back into the room with a few scarves and together we wrestled Ella down, taking the bottle away.
She fought and scream at us, crying and kicking for her life as I had no choice but to straddle her.
I literally straddled her and held down her hands, pinning them by the side of her head before pushing them upwards together.
James : Quick Celeste.
I know what you must be thinking but I can assure you I had no indecent thoughts at that point in time.
If you ever have the misfortune of subduing a drunk mad woman, sex is probably the last thing you think of.
Ella : ARghhh….. let me go… arhghh…
Both Celeste and I were perspiring heavily in the hot and humid room.
The windows were all closed but the air conditioner is not on.
After a fierce struggle, we managed to tie up Ella’s hands and securing it to the headboard but that was not enough to stop her.
Her legs kicked and swung around, her body trying to flip and turn in a last desperate attempt to free herself.
Celeste tried to hold her down but the moment she went close, Ella’s right knee landed a blow to her tummy, causing her entire face to scrunch up before she retreated and ended up squatting on the floor.
I managed to grabbed both of Ella’s legs, but not before her left feet landed a good kick on my lip and I could taste the raw iron taste of blood.
Using another scarf, we managed to tie only Ella’s left leg to the post of her bed before we gave up.
It was but a mere 15 minute struggle but we were both drench.
My limbs were burning and Celeste was sulking by the corner of the room on her knees.
James : You ok ?
She nodded as I helped her up.
I switched on the air conditioner and I helped Celeste into the living room.
I poured Celeste some water and went back to check on Ella with a frown on my face.
She was just sobbing on the bed with her eyes closed.
3.00pm
I offered to go grab lunch for the girls but Celeste was not confident of handling Ella if she decided to go mad again.
Celeste: I’ll go and get.
James : Better not la…. Just me and her in the house… not very appropriate…
Celeste : Haha.. don’t be silly la… I’ll be right back.
Without a word, Celeste left the house with her wallet and I locked the door.
All of a sudden there was this dreadful feeling in my stomach.
I don’t know how to describe it.
I really don’t
Perhaps it was the realisation of being alone in the house with Ella.
I was too afraid to even move from my spot in the living room.
I gathered up enough courage to walk over to the master bedroom.
As I took in the sight of the messy bed, my erection started pushing against my pants.
There she was, lying on the side on her body.
I don’t know if she was asleep as she was facing away from the door.
My heart beat faster as my mind wandered and I struggled with myself.
I took a step into the room and I picked up the basket of spilled clothes that was all over the floor.
The sights of Ella in the office clothes I’ve seen her in that past week came shooting into my head as I picked up piece after piece of her clothing.
The long sleeve flowly white blouse that she paired with a waist high red skirt.
The turtle neck that clug tightly to her petite frame.
Her short black dress that looked so good with her heels.
The clothes slowly gave way to her lingerie.
A black strapless bra with lace trimmings.
The strap of her white front clasp bra that was tangled with a pale pink la senza underwear.
The soft cool material felt weird in my hands as I picked up more underwear and even a pair of black stockings.
My dick was throbbing hard, begging for it’s release.
I slowly rose up and took a few unsure step towards Ella.
She was wearing a beige button down top that was pretty translucent under the room’s lighting. Her white bra plainly visible from where I stood.
One of her bra straps had dropped, all the way down the side of her arm.
The hem of her shirt scrunched up untidily , exposing her lower back and waist.
I could see the waistband of her black panty beneath her grey sleep shorts.
I adjusted my erection as I struggled to breathe.
Not knowing what I was doing any longer, I walked around the side to face Ella and knelt down in front of her face.
Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted and she looked like she was sleeping.
The posture of her body with her hands tied up above her head caused a natural squeeze of her breast. The loose badly dis-positioned bra allowed a generous view of her cleavage, helped by top 2 button of her shirt which was not buttoned up.
James : Ella….
I shook her gently.
I swear my intention was to check if she’s feeling better so I can release the ties so she can rest better.
James : Ella. …
There was no response.
I felt a tingling sensation in my dick as a sudden shiver went down my spine.
Ella looked so peaceful, her breathing steady and calm.
My heart on the other hand was beating wildly, like a crazy horse with it’s reins undone.
I did not know what I was doing as I struggled with my feelings but somehow my hand gained life of it’s own.
My left hand was trembling.
Really trembling as subconsciously, I reached for the 3rd button of Ella’s shirt.
I was shivering on my knees and I was hardly breathing.
When my fingers came into contact with the cold button, I almost let loose a squirt of pee and I had to squeeze my bladder tight.
Before I could deliberate further, I did it.
I just did.
In a smooth motion, I unbuttoned her 3rd button. As if that was not enough, I lifted her top a little and I had to cover my mouth with my hand as I exhaled, my eyes taking in the sight of Ella’s exposed nipple.
It was wrong. Definitely wrong.
Ella is Don’s wife.
Don is my good friend but I could not help it.
I really can’t.
The entire situation is just so fucking hard to comprehend.
Any Tom, Dick and Harry could tell what I did was wrong.
Anyone…
Then again I don’t expect anyone to understand what I was feeling at that point in time. The tired frustration of the entire morning.
The multiple trips.
All the tempting sights and sitation.
I’m a man after all.
My eyes lingered a little too long at Ella’s partly exposed nipple before I stood up.
James : Ella….. Ella….
I shook her gently but there was no reply.
To be brutally honest, I felt nothing but fear.
Fear that was too hard to put into words.
But I was no longer guided by rational reasons, my body just seemed to move on it’s own as I slowly move to the edge of the bed.
I lowered myself again, as I looked at Ella’s small and cute toes that look so delicious.
Before I could stop myself, I actually went close and took a deep breath.
I adjusted my throbbing erection, and it was getting painful to even move about.
The thought of just stripping myself down crossed my mind several times
I moved to the back of Ella on the other side of the bed, thankfully I did not do anything because suddenly Ella gave a loud groan.
Ella : ARghhh ooohh ergnnnn..
She tried to turn but her movements were restricted by her tied hands and leg.
I just froze in my spot, not moving.
Ella was then lying on her back, there was a slight frown on her face.
Somehow her grey shorts rode down more and her waist band of her underwear gave out more surface area.
I have never trembled that badly in my life before.
James : Ella…. Ella… you feeling better ?
James : If you promise to behave I’ll untie you…
I tapped her cheek several times but there was no reaction.
James : Ella…
Then for no reason, she started to groan again.
Picture this, with her hands tied about her head, she tried to arc her body upwards by pressing down on her butt, with one leg tied up, Ella had not much space to move around and somehow she tugged and pulled her body upwards towards the headboard further by leveraging on her tied hands.
The series of motion caused the pants which was in contact with the bed to slide further, angling down sharply at a weird angle, it’s elastic band stretching beyond it’s comfortable range, exposing a diagonal wedge of Ella’s bottom.
I struggled to maintain balance as the sight of Ella’s privates came into view.
The underwear she was wearing was just a simple plain underwear but it was the exposed thighs, the plunge of the curves and the peek of a stray hair that sent my blood pressure up into the roof.
Then without warning, Ella coughed and suddenly jerked and vomited.
It was not a lot but it came out of her mouth, spilling onto her bare chest with bits of it rolling down the side of her cheeks.
As quickly as it happened, it stopped.
Ella adjusted her body again in a series of motion and lowered her shorts by another couple of centimetres.
My phone rang and the ringing snapped me out of my trance and I quickly went out into the living room and answered the phone.
It was Celeste, she asked me what I wanted for lunch and if fish soup was ok.
I told her I’m fine and asked her to get back soon as Ella vomited all over herself.
I hung up and went back into the room.
Having made up my mind that Ella is no longer a threat, I untied her leg first followed by her hands.
I tried to part carry, part shift Ella away from the side of the bed that she vomited over to the clean side.
Using some wet tissues by her dressing top, I cleaned up her mouth as well as I could.
Before I could throw the soiled piece of tissue away, Ella suddenly grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me close to her, burying her head in my chest, mumbling and groaning away again.
I tried to help her lie down but suddenly Ella’s eyes opened.
It was just barely a slit but she opened her eyes and I was sure she knew it was me.
I knew she knew because she said my name.
Ella : James ~~~ ….. James~`…
Then without warning, she grabbed me by my hair and planted a kiss on my cheek.
James : Ella !.. wait…
She was just rubbing her face and head by the side of my head as I tried to put her down onto the bed.
The struggling started again and by then, her shorts came off totally, leaving her in her underwear.
The flap of her unbuttoned top flapping wildly as she struggled for orientation.
James : Ella .. lie down !.. ..Ella wait… oei..
I was shocked what she clamoured up onto her knees and grabbed me by my shirt, pulling me towards her.
I lost my balance momentarily and I landed on top of Ella.
I quickly recovered as it was quite a hard landing on her stomach but it was too late.
She turned around in time and I heard the retching sound before she unloaded waves after waves of vomit onto the bedroom floor.
I had a splitting headache.
A really bad one at that time.
Perhaps the only saving grace was that Ella was actually on her knees, her exposed underwear clad butt pointed up high at me in a doggy position as her head bobbed up and down the edge of the bed.
Sometimes I wonder if I really did accumulate good karma in my previous life
I immediately opened all the windows and switched off the air conditioner. I got onto the bed and had to fight my temptation to put my hands anywhere below her middle back.
The perk of Ella’s firm bottom is seriously testing my tolerance.
I patted her on her back, trying to get her to throw up all the alcohol.
James : Ella…. Ella… ….. throw it all out… you’ll feel better after that.
She retched a couple more time before stopping, hovering over the puddle of mess by the side of her bed.
I brought over some tissues and she was able to clean up her own mouth before dumping them over the side of the bed again.
James : Ella…. Are you ok ? …. Do you want some water ?
Her eyes opened slightly and I could see her nodding, a sign of her consciousness returning.
I quickly went out and poured her a glass of warm water but the moment I got back into the room, I almost spilled everything onto myself as somehow Ella twisted and turned on the messy bed, causing one half of her underwear to fold and expose her entire left butt cheek.
There was no words I could find to describe what I was feeling at that moment. The temptation to just drop the glass of water and press my face onto that delicious smooth bottom.
Fortunately Ella turned and groaned again and I quickly regained my senses.
James : Here. Drink some water…. You’ll feel better.
She took a couple of sip but coughed and spilled half the water onto her own body.
I almost wanted to shout in that small room.
The water drenched her already pretty translucent top, the moisture seeping beneath the fabric turning it a shade darker.
Ella seemed oblivious to her current state although I was pretty sure she’s having a much better sense of awareness after her throw up.
Ella clamoured for support from me and said she needed the bathroom.
Ella : Ja… James… bri…… bring me to bathroom…..
James : Ok…ok….
Ella slouched most of her weight on me and if she had look down at my pants, there was no hiding the obvious protrusion my dick was causing to my pants. That pain, that urge for a release, the touch of Ella’s skin against mine, if you are reading this behind the screen, you might think it’s heaven.
To me, it was pure torture at that point in time.
I have never been tested and tempted in that manner before in my life.
Ella’s grey shorts were still bundled by the calves and as she tried to put her legs over the bed, they dropped down to her ankles.
James : Oh my god… Ella… ~~.. your shorts…
I knelt down and I could feel Ella supporting herself on my head and shoulders, I took the shorts and tried to slide it up her legs, but the moment I looked up, I almost had a heart attack at Ella’s underwear was staring at me right in the face.
That soft thin fabric that separates her most private sanctum from me. If only I could feast my senses on her love hole. As I struggled to pull her shorts up, Ella swayed a little but I still manage to get her dressed up.
I was thankful I did not try anything funny though because Ella was awake enough to thank me by then.
Ella : Th…thanks… James…
I held onto her and half supported and half dragged her to the master bath.
Ella went to the sink and tried to splash herself with cold water but ended up drenching her top even more.
I searched her wardrobe for a towel and drape it over her bent body by the sink before sliding the door close.
I loitered outside the bathroom and called out several times to make sure she was ok.
James : Ella…. Ella… you ok ? … Ella ?
Ella : Yahh… yup… I’m fine…
I heard the shower come on and I left the room. I could feel the soreness from my dick as the repeated events that day caused it so much angst and disappointment.
Ella was in the bathroom for almost 20 minutes before I heard he shout for me.
Ella : James…James…
James : Yah ?
I looked into the master bedroom and saw Ella’s head with her hair dripping wet peeking out at me.
Ella : Help me close the door… I need to change.
I closed the master bedroom door and went back to the living room.
3.45pm
Celeste text me, asking me to open the door as she just boarded the lift.
She got into the house just as Ella came out of the master bedroom in a simple white shorts and t-shirt.
Immediately Celeste called out to her.
Celeste : Eh… you siao char bor ah …. What is wrong with you ? …
I let the girls talk while I set the table for our lunch.
I tried Don a few times but there was no reply.
3.55pm
The 3 of us shared a quiet lunch with very few words.
4.15pm
I decided to make a move to check on Don while Celeste said she would stay with Ella.
James : Your dinner ?
Celeste : I’ll tell my parents I can’t join them. …
I tidied up the table and was about to head to the toilet in the kitchen when Celeste beat me to it.
Celeste : Sorry ah… I need to change again.. ..
As the door snap shut, I heard Ella call out to me.
Ella : Use the room one… there’s 2 bathroom..
I did not think much of it until I place I foot into the wet floor of the master bath.
I immediately shut the door behind me and made sure it was locked.
Bundled over by the sink was the clothes Ella wore barely minutes ago.
Immediately blood rushed to my manhood again and I could feel the excitement building up in my stomach. Any rationale I had left me in a hurry as I immediately stripped and released my throbbing dick from the constraints of my underwear.
I pulled aside the translucent top, exposing a wet moisture soak bra.
The very bra that Ella was wearing moments ago.
The softness of the cups, the thought it them supporting the supple full breast of Ella sent my mind into an overdrive.
As I feel the soft texture of it in my hand, I could not help but bring it close to my face, striking my cheek, my nose and my mouth as I imagined myself doing it with Ella.
I inverted the cups, and my eyes could almost see this imaginary depression, although I was pretty sure it was my mind playing tricks but I still lick the small area where I imagined Ella’s nipples were.
The small zone where her perky erected nipples nested comfortable against the bra cups.
Without even realising, I was already jerking off as I play with Ella’s bra.
As suddenly as it started, I toss the bra aside and went for the pair of grey shorts.
It was damp, the moisture from Ella’s shower must have gotten to it. Rolled within the pair of shorts was her underwear.
I almost came when I took it, looking at it closely, fantasizing myself pulling it off Ella’s smooth hairless legs.
I could not take it any longer and finally wrapped my dick with her damp wet undies and came, sputtering and squirting my cum onto the area I imagined her love hole would be.
I was perspiring by then and I took a moment to compose myself.
I quickly rinsed off the cum stains and replaced all of Ella’s clothes back by the sink, rational thoughts and reason slowly slipped back into my head as I exited the bathroom.
The girls were chatting by the living room in soft hush whispers. I announced that I’m making a move
They nodded and both of them came over to the door and wave me off for some reason I could not comprehend.
4.45 pm
Don was up and playing games on his handphone by the time I got back.
I spent the next hour talking to him.
Serious guy to guy talk.
We talked mostly about the problems he was facing with Ella.
Money was definitely an issue, they had overstretched themselves for the wedding and the honeymoon but they were confident that they could ride it out.
Financial matters had already put a strain on their relationship and then Walter had to come into the picture.
Don was obviously unhappy that Ella was spending so much time with Walter. I could understand Don’s feeling, any man would feel the same. Imagine you just became husband and wife for barely a week and your wife is spending more time with her boss than you.
By 6pm
Don had calm down considerably and I told him to really talk things through.
James : I’m sure you all can work things out.
6.15pm
Don left my place and I never heard from the couple for the rest of the weekend.
9th April 2010
Friday
10.30am
There was definitely still some left over tension in the air between Don and Ella.
The week flew by quickly as everyone is busy with their own projects.
Ella worked late almost every day that week, I have my own deadlines coming up so I’m putting in a few extra hours too together with a project mate of mine.
Ella and Walter would leave work on average at about 9pm the past few days
I could not follow them because I leave about 30 minutes later when my project mate’s husband comes to put her up and give me a lift since it’s on the way.
Now Don did something pretty stupid a couple of days ago. Something I wished he had discussed with me.
In the middle of the week, he actually went into Walter’s room and told him that he would appreciate it if his wife , Ella did not have to work late every night.
I almost smack myself on my forehead when he told me about it over lunch and seem so pleased with himself.
At 10.30am that Friday morning, Don was called into the ops director’s office. He did not appear for about 30 minutes.
When he came out, he told me he’s being transferred to our secondary office at woodlands where the warehouse is.
James : What ?
Don : Eh… not bad leh.. got $250 increment..
Something did not feel right at all about this and I had this nagging feeling that Walter had something to do with it.
Ella found out about it after lunch and she asked by Don took up the offer. He told her that they needed all they could to pay off their debts. She was obviously not too happy about his transfer.
3.30pm
I was over at the pantry when I heard Spencer, our Ops director and Walter enter from behind in the midst of their conversation.
All I caught was ;
Walter : ……for the help with Don…
Spencer : Small thing… don’t worry.
That was all I needed to know.
6.30pm
Don was due to head over the following week and he’s already started to pack up his desk.
James : Eh… you…. Move over liao then Ella how ?
He was a bit unsure of my question and gave me a puzzled look.
I brushed it off and decided that sooner or later, Don would see things the way they truly are.
9.30pm
Like another other day that week, I was about to head down to the lobby with my colleague to catch a ride back when I realised Walter’s room light is still on.
It then struck me that I did not see Ella leave work that day too.
Since it’s the weekend, I decided to try my luck and find out more about Walter.
I fobbed an excuse, saying that I suddenly had a bad tummy ache and returned to the office, adding that I’ll make my way back on my own.
9.35pm
The office is pretty much empty, with only a couple of colleagues at the far end of the office.
I went back to my desk and stow away my work bag. I needed to be mobile and nimble.
My phone was switched to silent mode.
Taking a casual glance around the office, I slowly made my way to the pantry and got myself a drink.
10.00pm
The remaining colleagues left, leaving only Ella and Walter in the office.
The lights at the general area were switched off and I was the only one around in the pantry.
It was too risky to be seen loitering around so I made my way down to the carpark.
Walter’s car is easy to find in the almost empty parking lot. I chose a spot which gave me a good view of the car and I parked myself on the concrete slab and waited.
10.20pm
I heard some noises and saw movements approaching the car.
From the dim light of the street lamps, I could see Walter talking in an animated manner with Ella.
He would gesture, laugh and occasionally touch Ella.
Ella on the other hand looked tired and a little uncomfortable.
I saw Walter put his hands on Ella’s back as he guided her towards the passenger seat and I could see the obvious avoidance Ella was giving, quickening her step and side stepping Walter’s hand.
Ella was wearing a skirt that day, and Walter loitered around a little too long to watch Ella get in, probably hoping to get a glimpse of her leg or undies if he got lucky.
After he closed the door for her, he got in as well.
The engine was started but the car did not move.
It was just stationary.
Ella’s face suddenly lit up, by the light from her phone and from the spill over light, I could see Walter talking to Ella while she text away on her phone.
Then it happened, Walter tried to pick off something from Ella’s hair and it gave her a shock, as she jerked and shrunk away from him but he just laughed it off, seemingly amused by her reaction.
It was clear Ella was uncomfortable but there was nothing she could do.
Then without warning, I saw Walter put her hand across Ella’s shoulder, stroking her arm. Ella resisted, she tried to remove his hand but Walter just chuckled and nudged her, as if pretending it was a joke.
There was an evident frown on Ella’s face.
I could not make out what Walter was doing next but Ella suddenly jerked pretty hard, as if she got a shock and she tried to open the car door but realised she has her seatbelt on.
Walter tried to pull her back with the seat belt but Ella managed to unbuckle herself and got out.
I could see she was scare as she staggered out unevenly on her heels. She tried to reach for her phone which I could see was blinking on the dashboard but as soon as Walter reached for it, she withdrew her hand and staggered backwards.
Walter’s door opened and I could hear him tell her it’s a joke.
Walter : Eh Ella. Joking only… why so big reaction ? haha…
It was obvious she’s uncomfortable and anyone could tell she was unwilling to get back into the car.
Ella spoke and said she’s making her own way back and quicken her footsteps, he heels clicking down the carpark.
She tried to head for the side gate but Walter quickly caught up and tried to explain but he herded Ella back towards the lobby.
Walter : Ella… listen… you’re over reacting.
Ella quicken her pace back to the lobby. There’s a security booth by the lift although I was pretty sure the 70 year old guard was snoozing off somewhere.
I kept to the shadows and took a detour to the lobby, my ears listening carefully for Walter and Ella.
There was no sound form the lobby and I took a quick look to confirm that it’s empty. I saw the old lift heading back up to the office on the 3rd floor and I took the stairs 2 steps at a time.
I got to the 3rd floor in time to hear Walter talking pretty loudly along the corridor to the office.
Walter: Ella…. There’s no need for this… it’s a joke.. .. come out.. let’s talk…
I could not see or hear Ella anywhere but I could hear Walter calling out her name.
I heard the clink of a zippo and Walter lit up a cigarette, the pungent smell of smoke filled the corridor and I took another peek at his backview.
Walter buzzed himself into the office again and I let myself out into the corridor.
I saw the lights in the office come on and I surveyed the long dark path that led to it.
It was then I caught a glimpse of light coming from the bottom of the female toilet. The auto sensors lighting up the bathroom whenever it sensed movements.
I estimate it to be a 20m distance away from where I was, there was no telling if Walter might suddenly appear from the office. I took a deep breath and quickly scrambled down the corridor to the bathroom.
A quick glance told me Walter is still in his office and I took the risk and opened the female bathroom.
It was empty, from the reflection in the mirror I could tell one of the cubicle door was closed.
I entered and shut the door behind me.
I whispered towards the cubicle.
James : Ella ?…. you there ? It’s me…. James…
Immediately the bolt came undone and Ella dashed out of the cubicle.
She was trembling and I could see she cried.
Ella : James… Walter…
I hushed her down, and told her I saw what happened without explaining myself.
James : Keep your voice down… don’t let Walter know I’m here..
I reassured her everything would be ok.
James : Let’s get you out of here.
I grabbed a stool from the cleaner’s wardrobe and hoist myself up to reach the sensor for the bathroom. I yanked it off the ceiling and plunge the bathroom into darkness.
The moment I got back onto the floor, Ella grabbed my arms, as if she was afraid of losing me in the dark.
I took a peek into the corridor and checked that it was clear.
I calculated the risk in my head.
The 20 m to the staircase.
The 17m to the lift lobby.
What should I do.
I motioned for Ella to take off her heels and she did so obediently.
We left the female toilet, and was about to take another step when I saw the light spilling into the corridor from our office go off. Immediately I dragged Ella into the men’s bathroom and shut the door.
I took a quick look around and immediately dragged Ella to the last cubicle and shut it.
There was an eerie silence in the cubicle and Ella by then was holding onto my hand. Our fingers intertwined as she looked helplessly at me.
I stroked her on the hair and put my finger to my lips, mouthing for her to calm down.
There was a sudden thud.
A loud one.
One of a door hitting the back of it’s stopper but it’s not the men’s bathroom. It’s a little muted.
It had to be the ladies.
It was so quiet that we could make out Walter’s voice, calling Ella’s name from the ladies.
There was no sound, then followed by a muted thud and another, and another.
I could almost picture Walter opening each of the female cubicle, expecting to find Ella inside.
Ella shivering never stopped. In fact it got worst with every muted thud, no doubt her mind filling with images of Walter finding her if I did not show up.
No one will know what could have happened.
No one can tell what Walter would do.
There was no way of getting out of the bathroom without bumping straight on into Walter.
One thing is certain.
Walter ….. is … coming…
I knew in the back of my mind it was a matter of seconds before Walter came over to the men’s toilet.
I did not disable the sensor upon going in, the entire bathroom is flooded with lights. The spill of the lights will be obvious from the entrance.
If Walter had gone through the trouble to open every cubicle in the female toilet, there was nothing stopping him from doing the same in the male one.
There was not much time for me to think and I quickly surveyed my surroundings, desperate for a solution.
The last cubicle we were in does not come with a WC, it’s the old kind of squatting pan where you need to take 2 steps up.
Ella and I were elevated about 20cm off the ground level but if we were to remain there, we could be easily seen through the reflection from the mirrors at the wash basin.
Right at the back where the flush panel was, there’s another ledge. It’s quite wide, at least 30cm by my estimate, definitely enough for someone to stand on.
If I could get Ella up and away from the mirror’s effective reflection range, we might be able to pass off the last cubicle as empty since the mirrors are not that high but that was not enough.
I opened the cubicle door and took a quick look outside the toilet, my eyes desperately scanning for something that could get us out of this fix.
Aside from the cleaner’s stall that’s full of supplies and cleaning equipment, there’s just a string with several towels hanging from it. I recognised them as what the cleaner would usually use to clean the sink and the mirrors.
There was a old t-shirt which belonged to the cleaner and a pair of old slippers.
I started taking off my clothes and gestured for Ella to get up and get onto the ledge.
She did not question me and turned towards the ledge. I would estimate it to be about 1.1m off the squatting pan, not too high, but without a proper foot support, you would need help getting up, especially with the 30cm space, you don’t have much room to work with.
I held Ella by the waist right after I unbuckled my pants and gave her a hoist, I was struck with a flash of navy blue as her short skirt gave a cheerful bounce, flashing her underwear to me.
There was no time to savour my erection as Ella struggled to balance herself on the space about the size of an A4 paper.
She had to squat down diagonally, and I was staring straight at her underwear as she manoeuvred right to the extreme corner of the cubicle, away from the opening swing of the door.
If the door was not open wide enough, there’s a possibility that Walter would not see her.
Ella gave me a frown and a smack on my head when she was me staring at her exposed underwear, gesturing urgently at the door.
I let my pants dropped, leaving only my boxers. Thankfully I was wearing just a plain black one that day, if you don’t pay much attention to it, it might pass off as a pair of running shorts.
I hung all my clothes behind the door and quickly ran out of the last cubicle and into the 2nd one after grabbing one of the towels drying on the string and slipping into the cleaner’s slipper.
2 of the cubicles came with attached shower hose. Sometimes the staff will shower in them especially after a hot afternoon site visit.
I turned the tap on just in time for the water to start splashing and sloshing onto my body and onto the floor when I heard the door to the men’s toilet open.
There was no need for me to put on a free shower show for Walter, I turned off the shower and walked out confidently, pretending to stretch and towel dry my hair with the cleaner’s towel, slapping my wet slipper loudly in the empty toilet.
The Men’s toilet door opened with Walter announcing his entry.
Walter : Ella…. Let’s talk this through..
He turned around the corner and immediately i pretended to get a shock as our eyes met and made use of my speech and drama skills I picked up during school.
James :Woahh !…
I jumped a little and I noticed Walter was a little taken aback too.
I never really interacted with him in office and other than a handshake, it was just a smile and a nod when we pass each other in the pantry.
Not wanting to lose the initiative, I spoke first.
James : Eh.. just now on the way back from my run, I saw you leaving with Ella already… how come still here ??
I continued to towel myself dry in a nonchalant manner as Walter struggled to come up with a reply.
Walter : Oh.. Ella forgot to grab some stuff I think….and she wanted to make her way back on her own so as not to hold me up….. but she left her phone in my car….. I err.. realised it after I was about to drive off ….. so i came up to look for her. ..
James : Oh…ok….
Right after I said ok, I pretended to do a double take and look at Walter again.
James : You…. Are not looking for Ella in the toilet right ? haha… I thought I heard you….
Walter : No la.. haha.
I casually flipped the towel over my left shoulder and started to walk towards Walter and the exit.
I threw a casual joke and asked Walter to consider blackmailing Ella.
James : Aiyah,…. You Monday kotok Ella breakfast, say you find her phone.. haha.
I gave his arm a light nudge with my wet elbow.
James : Eh… include my share…. I help to be your witness, say you came all the way up but cannot find her…. Haha
I gave a cheeky chuckle as I opened the toilet door, as if holding it open for Walter.
He recovered nicely and smiled before replying and stepping out.
Walter : Yah….. extra effort man… ok on. Monday I make her buy us breakfast…. Don’t forget ah… you’re my witness… I came all the way up and no sign of her.
Immediately in my mind I knew how sly this fox could get, using me as an excuse.
This way, he had a perfect witness to say that he could not find Ella when he tried to return her phone.
Even if Ella wanted to accuse him of anything, nothing would stick.
I continued slapping my wet slipper to the office, thankful that I kept a spare set of gym clothes and most important of all, thankful that Walter actually stopped at the lift lobby.
Walter : Ok. See you James… next time we jog together…. Don’t eat breakfast on Monday ya. Haha.
I gave him a wide smile and a thumbs up as I unlocked the office door.
I went into the office and checked to make sure I’m really alone before I striped and change into my spare gym clothes.
I don’t have a change of underwear so i went commando.
Slipping into my spare slippers, I waited a couple of minutes before I peeked out into the corridor and made sure it was clear.
I checked the stairwell and it’s empty, and the lift indicator showed it’s on the ground floor.
I threw my wet underwear into a plastic holder before dumping it into my bag.
Doubling back into the men’s room, I went straight back to the last cubicle, ditching the cleaner’s towel and slipper along the way.
James : Ella ..
There she was still huddled on the ledge.
Ella : James…. I’m having a cramp…
I went over instantly and tried to help her down, but being huddled up on such a small surface area and squatting for such a long time was no mean feat.
Ella could hardly stand up not to mention get off the ledge.
She tried to put one leg down but in a mix of numbness and having a cramp, she just froze.
Ella : James!… i…
I held onto Ella’s waist and carried her down, but she had already lost functions of her leg and she could not even straighten them properly to support herself.
I did not expect that level of dependency especially seeing her leg try to reach for the floor and Ella ended up collapsing under her own weight. I reacted the only way I could, that was to grab her with both hands.
The thing was that the moment I grabbed, I was already holding onto the middle of her ribcage, awfully close to her breast.
It was impossible to get a proper grip as gravity did it’s work, Ella started to slip.
Ella : Arghh.. James… I’m slipping…. … I’m slipping.
I could do nothing as I felt my back slam against the divider as Ella slipped down. As if that was not bad enough, my hands felt the softness of Ella’s breast.
Oh my god, that heavenly feeling of grabbing her love pillows.
An erection followed naturally and before I could even savour the moment, Ella tried to stand but her leg gave way again. The resulting movement causing my clasped hands which was already holding onto her breast to instead flip up her bra cups.
That very 2nd grasp I held onto was a feeling I could not describe.
I don’t want to exaggerate and say I can feel her nipples poking at me but the thin material of her top separating Ella’s exposed breast and my hands might as well not be there.
The firmness, that structural integrity of a nice pair of breast that I’m feeling did nothing to help my already erected dick.
Ella : ARghhh… James !!.. argh.. you !..
James : Stop moving.. !…
The magical moment lasted but a second or 2 but it will remain etched in my mind for a lifetime.