Many thanks for the support and points everyone. Its early I know but I like to start my day early. Here’s a short one.
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I couldn’t continue stroking my stick. I already gave my word that I would give Pris a shirt in a min. Of all the rotten luck. Hold my breathe for a while and my dick went soft. I guess I’m not as young any more where I can last longer and remain hard.
Went out of the washroom and take a shirt. Now, standing at 1.75M, most of my shirts are large size. I just grab a white polo from my cupboard, went to the common washroom and knocked.
Me: Pris, I got you a polo.
With that she open the door a little and took the polo.
Pris: Thank you. I won’t be long. Sorry for the trouble.
Me: Not at all. *Although you already caused me to have a blue balls*
As she return back into the washroom to change, I went back to my living room, open a bottle of Midori and pour 2 glasses mixed with pineapple juice. Kind of a ladies drink but hey, I did mention I like my mixes. Add a cherry into it and some ice. Perfect!
I went to the balcony and sip on my glass. The wind in my face and the drink makes it wonderful and relaxing. Then I heard the balcony door slide.
Pris: Hey thanks for the polo. I’m so sorry to trouble you so much…
Me: Not at all. Here, try this. *Hands her the other glass*
Pris: *Taking a sip* This is awesome! What is this?
Me: One of my poison. And one of my ex wife favourite…
Pris: Again with her? Look Nurgle, you got to forget about her. She ain’t coming back! She left you for another guy for unknown reason.
Me: I know. But its so hard to forget. Not when I have been with her only for ever since I started dating her. In fact, she was my 1st girlfriend and was my 1st wife.
Pris: Ah…that explains…
Me: But you are right, I need to forget about her. I just need time.
Pris: Say Nurgle. Erm….I know this is asking for too much but can I stay over at your place just for tonight?
Now, I didn’t even have any intention of having sexy time with her. My intention at that time was for a safety.
Me: Yeah sure. Its already 1AM. And its not safe to go home in the night like this even though you stayed near me. Let me prepare the bedroom for you.
Pris: I notice you only have 1 bed…
Me: Yup. It was just me and my ex wife. You sleep on my bed. I will sleep on the sofa in the living room.
Pris: Ok…
With that, she drank her drink in 1 gulp and while holding her glass, she place her index finger into her mouth and gave it a little bite. I didn’t see the signs…
I prepare the bed all ready for Pris to sleep. I grab the extra pillow and blanket from the cupboard and proceed to the living room.
Me: You have a good rest now. Good night and sweet dreams.
Pris: Sure. Thank you once again. Good night and sweet dreams too.
Sweet dreams. I haven’t had one in a long time. But after hearing it from her, I do hope I have sweet dreams. I could use one to keep myself from depression. Brought everything to the living room and went back to the balcony and continue with my drink. With that, I continue the cigar that me and Ace couldn’t finish.
Smoking and drinking in the balcony. I use to do that with my ex wife. We would share the cigar till its almost done and we would almost faint. FYI everyone, you do not finish a cigar in one go! The memories I had with my ex wife. How we would stare out into the open view at the balcony. How we kissed and hug each other. How I dropped our pants and go at it in the open for all to see and for all to hear. Those were nothing now but memories. Just thinking about it, I shed a tear.
Then, I thought of Pris. “Enough about her! She ain’t coming back!” Yes. Those words are hurtful. But the truth hurts! I took a deep puff which caused me to choke hard. Another note, you do not inhale much from a cigar! That knocked me back to reality. I finished my drink and went back to the sofa.
I just lay there and stare at the ceiling fan. I normally had a hard time sleeping due to lots of thinking. This time, I thought only of Pris in her bikini hugging me from the photo taking. It was a good thought that the next moment, I drifted off into a deep sleep.
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Originally Posted by
Lennyberg
+7 for you. Please continue. As I have said I cannot imagine this happening to anyone. Am glad you made it.
Well, it did happen to me. And yes. Mostly we have been hearing it happen when we men cheated mostly. But I’m sharing that it does happen to men as well and apparently I’m on the receiving end. Thanks for your concern but I’m doing fine now.
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Originally Posted by
StillLearning
I hope that you will find love and joy with another lady, be it Pris, or some other lady.
Please continue writing.
Enjoy your day.
Yes. I’m still in the process of finding true love once again. However, it ain’t with Pris. There is a turn of event in my life which I will share.
Thank you everyone for your support and concern. Your post encourage me to share more of my life and I hope this story can encourage anyone that is going through the same problem as me. I just got back from an awesome chill by the pool at the suite and had a wonderful good time reading a book.
As of now, I will be busy with my emails replying to my clients. I will continue shortly in the afternoon.
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Originally Posted by
darkshiver
Great sharing.
Hail Grandpa Nurgle, Lord of Plague, Master of Pestilence and Decay.
Ah! A follower of Chaos Undivided! Death to the false Emperor!
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StillLearning
Our time difference is about 12 or 13 hours. I will be asleep when you write your next update and continuing saga. However, I look forward to read it tomorrow morning ( in about 7 hours ).
Woah. The stress level has increase seeing this. Thank you for your support.
Back to my story.
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In my deep sleep, i dreamt of my ex wife. I dreamt we were on our honeymoon. We were in a hotel in Germany. After a few glasses of wine, we were already making out. We were kissing passionately. Exchanging silva with a battle of tongue fight.
I grab her breast and pull down her bra cup to release her aching nipple screaming for me to be sucked on. I proceed to lick it and latched on it like a baby. Sucking hard and letting out small bite. While doing that, I pulled down her panties and rubbing her clit and bringing her to the next level of estacy.
After her orgasm, I push her to the bed and wipe out my dick from my boxer. Stroking it, I heard her calling for me to pludge it in to her pussy. With that, I position myself at her entrance, pushing only my dick head in a little. Before doing that, I looked up to her and was about to ask her If she is ready for a ride of her life…only to br shocked and see that its not my ex wife but Pris face! She was biting down her index finger and in her sexy voice telling me to fuck her now (Just like how we were at the balcony)! All sense of moral aside, I was going to push my dick into her….*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*!
Damn. My mobile phone alarm went off. I woke up and shut it off.
Me: Fuck! What a way to spoil the dream. But what a dream…
Yes. What a dream. What a feeling. I was sitting up and daze about my surrounding. Yes. I was sleeping in the living room why Pris was in the bedroom. Standing up, I decided to make my usual weekend breakfast, western style. But as I got up, I felt a major ache. Its the combination of morning wood and a major blue ball from not releasing my load. I got to let it go! *Que in Frozen theme song*.
I went to the common washroom as I do not want to disturb Pris from her sleep. Put the toilet seat down and proceed to take my dick out of my shorts. My dick was hard and stiff. It was screaming for release which I proceed to take my time to pleasure myself.
While stroking it, I was thinking about my ex wife. About the love making we had and I felt that I was going no where. Instead, I was thinking about Pris. I imagine her, lying in bed with me trusting hard and fast into that SYT body. Not long, I felt the urge to cum. Just as I was about to cum, the washroom door open and there stood Pris in my polo, with that sweet sleepy face and messy hair.
Me: Omg! Pris! No….Arggghh!!!
I cummed. I ejectculated long stream of cum that shot across the washroom towards Pris. Same traces of cum landed on my polo she wore and some landed on her foot. It has almost been a year worth of hot cum flying out of my nut shack.
Pris just stood there and took it all. Her eyes wide open from the sight. WTF have I gotten myself into!? Not only did she see me with my pants down, but with a thick layer of cum flying out of my dick and unto her.I sat there, relief of the pant up urge but yet surrounded with a layer of guilt and shame.
I quickly got up, pull up my shorts and grab all the entire roll of toilet paper and tried to help clean up.
Me: I’m so sorry…I just…I…just need to…I…I…
Pris: Oh no. I’m sorry too. I didn’t want to use your master bedroom washroom and thought no one would be in the common washroom. I’m sorry for not knocking and catching you in your….private moments.
Me: Its not what you think…I….look….you wash up. As an apology, let me make breakfast for you.
I dashed out of the washroom leaving Pris to do her cleaning. WTF have I done…
I went to the kitchen, open the fridge and in a haste, grab most of the food without thinking and place it on the counter. I was still feeling a sense of guilt and shame. This is not only a SYT innocent person that I had soil but she is also my colleague! My assistant!
Calming down a little, I place the food that I don’t need back to the fridge. With that I proceed to cooking. Sunny side up, baked beans, hashbrown, toast and tomato. A cup of fresh juice and a cup of tea for myself. I spread the cooked food across the table.
Me: Pris…erm…breakfast is ready.
Pris: Coming! Just finishing up.
She sat at the table and ate the meal I prepared. Which reminds me of the time I spent with my wife on weekends.
Pris: This is good! And I thought all men can’t cook to safe their life!
Me: Well, cooking was my hobby. Hence my weakness is purchasing tons of food.
Pris: I should come here more often! Hehe
That sweet innocent smile and laugh. Melts my heart. But yet…I feel ashame and I don’t deserve it. After what happen in the washroom, I shouldn’t be sitting next to her.
Pris: Look Nurgle. About just now…
Me: Erm…I’m truely sorry. I feel so ashame and….
Pris: Don’t be. Let me ask you…when was the last time you please yourself like that. Tell me honestly.
Me: Honestly? The last time was before my divorce when I was still with my ex wife. That would be almost a year ago.
Pris: That long?! How can you last!? My ex BF wouldn’t last almost a week without reliefing himself!
At this point, I decided to be more open to her since she has already open up part of her private moments.
Me: Well, I was depressed and upset on the whole. I didn’t have anyone to confide in as my parents have passed on long ago and my relatives move to far away land.
Pris: You poor thing. But Ace always goes to GL and have a good time! You should have gone with him to…you know…release your tension.
Me: I’m not like Ace. Ace is single and a playboy. He loves to play the flirting game and bed countless of women. Though he is like that, he is still my buddy.
Pris: I can see the huge difference between you and him. Look…I know I shouldn’t be doing this…but can I request that I stay over at your place for this weekend? You have a pool and gym which I would love to use. I have to always go to the public pool or gym.
Me: Sure. Be my guest. Here is my extra set of keys. If you need to use it, please do so.
Pris: Really!? Thank you Nurgle! *With that she planted a kiss on my cheeks*
Pris: Let me wash the dishes. You just relax or wash up.
Off she went to the kitchen to start on the washing. I on the other hand….felt happy. That I finally let out my shame by telling her the truth…well partial since I didn’t tell her I was thinking about her when I was in the washroom. Since she was washing the dishes, I took my book and proceed to the balcony to relax and have a good read.
The day went by. Pris decided to go home and grab extra sets of clothing. I drove her there as she was still wearing my polo and she doesn’t have any other sets of clothing to wear. Soon, I drove down to ECP and have a long jog. The time I spent with my ex wife here brings back memories again. I remember the isolated car park that we would drive up to and have sex in the car while trying to be sneaky so that no one would see. After the job, it was around 3PM. I decided to go home and continue with my reading. This time not from a book, but from some stories from literotic and here in SBF.
When I was home, I saw Pris bag on my sofa. I called out for her but she was not around. Guess she has either gone swimming or at the gym. I decided to just continue with my reading. Took a shower and went to grab my tablet to browse through the website. Pour myself white rum, crashed mint and a lime and tada! Mojito! Grab the drink and place it on the balcony and lit the cigar.
I was reading up about world events and local news to keep myself up to date. Once done, I went to read up on some stories on literotic and SBF. Somehow, there wasn’t anything interesting. So I turn off the tablet and took a nap on the lodge chair in the balcony.
I woke up not long from my nap and looked at the time. Oh shit! Its 7pm! Better start preparing dinner. I looked around the living room and kitchen but Pris was no where to be found. I went to the common washroom and the door was open. Where can she be? Thinking she might be in my bedroom, I was about to knock on the door. Then I heard a soft mourn and a soft humming sound…