Good morning People! Hope you all are having a great week so far! I’ve been reading some of the comments, i’m glad you all are enjoying the story so far. There’s no greater joy for a writer than to see that his works are being appreciated and enjoyed by others.
I also see that so far, Ann and Tingting are appearing to be the fan favourites as to who will turn out to be my wife, with Tingting probably in the lead, because i’ve written much more about her. Some of you hoped that Kim turned out to be my wife, but it was obvious to see that it’s not possible.
This update is going to be about Tingting once again, and one of the best memories of my time with her, because one of my main fetishes about her was realised. Do enjoy the update!
Previously on My SYT Korean Coursemate/Neighbour:
Picking up my phone, I scrolled through my contact list, wondering who I should meet for lunch. I hadn’t scrolled for long before I stopped at Tingting’s name.
I sent her an SMS, asking if she was free to meet for lunch. My phone beeped a minute later.
Tingting: Hi Stranger. You never called nor messaged me for the past 2 weeks, I thought you had forgotten me.
Me: Uh-oh, does that mean I’m in trouble with the doctor?
Tingting: Yes. Then again… Not if you buy me lunch, a good one. And yes, I am free to meet you for lunch today, or even ‘lunch’ perhaps if you are nice.
Me: 30mins, at your gate.
I quickly changed, then picked up my helmet and left, messaging Kim to tell her that I’m meeting an old friend for lunch and maybe a game of pool. Then I quickly put the phone back in my pocket, missing Tingting’s reply.
It was exactly 30mins after my message to Tingting when I parked my bike inside the gate, which Ate Laila opened for me.
I went up to Tingting’s room and knocked on the door. The door swung open suddenly, and Tingting frowned at me. Only one of her eyes had eyeliner, and she was wearing only her bra and panties. I quickly slipped in and closed the door.
Tingting: You idiot! I told you I needed more than 30mins!
Me: Ops, I didn’t see the message.
Tingting: Grrrrr!!! Now I gotta rush to put on my make up!
I went behind her as she sat at the dressing table, applying her eyeliner for the other eye. When done, I placed my hands on her shoulders and rubbed them gently, soothing her. She let me give her the shoulder rub, and slowly melted into my arms. Then she got up, turned around, and ask me to lie down on her bed. I did as I was told, and she took out a blindfold and tied it around my eyes.
Tingting: Since we’re here, and in this state…. Wait for me.
I heard some noise of her rummaging through her wardrobe. Then the noise of her wearing something. Then silence.
Tingting hopped onto the bed and straddled me. Then she removed the blindfold.
She had tied her hair into a neat ponytail, and the sides of her fringe fell down. Her thick black plastic glasses gave her a studious look. It was what she wore that completed the package. She had dug out her RJC uniform and put it on. The infamous white blouse and dark green skirt. She even wore a pair of white ankle socks to complete the look. I have a hot as fuck JC student straddling me now.
I sat up and hugged her. Our lips met and we kissed each other softly, taking it slow. She held my shoulders and I held her face, we kissed each other tenderly. Her hands slipped down to caress my back, and I also moved my hands down to roam her back. Our kisses increased in intensity, and soon, we were trying to wrap our tongues around each other’s. Her hands roamed towards my belt, and began unbuckling my belt and buckle.
A couple of sleek moves later, my jeans was unzipped and she was pulling it down my hips, along with my boxers. She held my erected dick in her hands and stroked it lightly, looking straight into my eyes. A smile began to form across her lips.
She suddenly stood up and reached under her skirt. Soon, her hands were moving down her legs, pulling her panties down agonizingly slowly. My dick throbbed at the striptease. Her panties flew across the room with a flick of her hand. Then she got down on me again, and slipped my dick into her moist vagina.
Her skirt covered her groin, and I couldn’t see anything, but that in itself was arousing. It made me depend on my sense of touch more, and I had to imagine what was going on underneath, as she grinded her hips against mine. I felt the length of my dick sink into the soft, moist, warm cavern of her vagina, and then slowly sliding out again, and then back in.
Her smooth and perky buttocks rubbed against my groin. Since she was waxed, and I had shaved that morning, it was fully skin on skin. The feel of her skin on mine as we engaged in love-making was electrifying. She rested her hands on my abs and raised her head towards the ceiling as she enjoyed the slow ride.
Her buldging breasts strained against her blouse, so much that the gaps between the buttons opened up and I could see her bra and her breasts through the gaps. I wondered how she managed to keep guys’ attention off her while she was in JC. Were they really studying so hard that they didn’t even notice the goddess in front of them? Their loss, my gain I guess.
We moaned and grunted as we climaxed a while later. She had ridden me all the way in an upright position and I ejaculated inside her. Then we hugged for a while, then she rolled off to my side.
Tingting: That was good, as always with you.
She smiled sweetly at me.
Tingting: I think I’ll go ask Ate Laila to cook us some maggi mee ok? Then we just stay in and eat, then see if you’re up for more JC student or not.
I nodded my agreement with a silly grin. Tingting cleaned up my dick with her tongue then I wore my jeans back as she shouted out of her room.
Tingting: ATE LAILA!! ATE LAILA!!! CAN YOU COOK SOME MAGGI MEE FOR US PLEASE?! WE LAZY TO GO OUT FOR LUNCH!!
Ate Laila: OK TINGTING!
Tingting closed the door, then sat down on her chair and swiveled to face me as I sat up and leaned against her bed’s headboard. Slowly, she crossed her legs, initially showing me the full length of her long, smooth, perfect legs, then hiding the side view of her legs quickly as her skirt fell back over her thighs.
She grinned as she saw my eyes locked onto her legs. It had the desired effect on me. She then began to uncross her legs slowly, flashing me her legs and pussy again. Then she slowly crossed her legs the other way, once again flashing me. All the time, she kept that grin on her face. She knows she has me eating out of her palm.
Then, tired of teasing me, or maybe deciding to show me mercy, she got off the chair and walked over to me, then she fell into my arms, leaning her back against my chest, letting me cuddle her. We sat there, not saying a single word, as she used her fingers to trace the veins on my arms, and I brought my nose towards her head, inhaling her sweet scent.
Ate Laila knocked on our door 20mins later, carrying 2 big plates of indomie mi goreng, complete with hotdogs and sunny side up eggs. There was also a pitcher of iced water and 2 cups on the tray. I opened the door to bring the tray of food into the room as Tingting hid herself under the blanket and we thanked Ate Laila, who then went off to do the laundry and her daily cleaning of the house.
Tingting and I had our lunch, making quick work of the noodles and its accompanying sides, since we had worked up a large appetite just moments before. We continued watching the TVB drama that she had played. When the second episode we watched ended, Tingting offed the tv instead of putting in the new disc.
She then straddled my hips once more and had that mischievous look in her eyes. She flapped her skirt, and her blouse, then looked at me
Tingting: You like this?
I nodded my head dreamily.
She unbuttoned the top button of her blouse.
Tingting: How about this?
I nodded dreamily again.
She unbuttoned one more button on her blouse.
Tingting: Now?
I nodded again.
Tingting: Tell me what you want me to do next…
Me: Untie your hair.
Tingting did as was asked, and her long hair flowed over her shoulders down to her breasts, their natural curl creating a bounce.
Tingting: Next?
I decided to take things into my own hands. I reached up and unbuttoned her blouse slowly, from top down. Her C cup breasts popped out of her blouse as I undone the final button. Her blouse was now fully unbuttoned, and the only thing containing her breasts now is the zebra print Victoria’s Secret bra.
Tingting slowly slipped the blouse off one shoulder, and then the other shoulder, letting the blouse fall to her elbows. Her hands reached down to undo my belt and jeans buckle once again. Meanwhile, I undid the buckle of her skirt, and unzipped it. When she got up to pull my jeans down, the skirt fell off her hips effortlessly, and she kicked it aside.
Once my jeans were off, I pulled my shirt off as well, so we were both completely naked except for her ankle socks. She hugged me and kissed me, as I covered her back with the comforter up to her shoulders. The aircon got a bit cold now that we were both unclothed.
I gently caressed her smooth and curvy body, feeling her smooth, firm skin, the contours of her delicious curves. I could feel her responding, as she kissed me a little harder, and her fingers felt the linings of my abs. My hands roamed to her perky buttocks, and I gently squeezed her butt, feeling the firmness of her toned butt. My left hand roamed up the side of her body, coming up towards her breast, which was squished against my chest.
She gasped as I cupped her right breast, gently squeezing it, massaging her soft tissues. Her left hand shot down to grab my dick, and her right hand held the side of my face gently as she leaned it to french kiss me.
I began to rub her nipples with my thumb, and she moaned and bit my lip. Her spectacles slipped down the bridge of her nose, and she took it off and placed it on the bedside table. She resumed her kissing, her hair covering my face. Her hand rubbed my dick up and down, stoking my lust.
I gently pushed her away from me, and she did not protest, as she knows I am trying to get her into the position that I wanted to take her in. I slid out from under her, and positioned myself behind her. She folded her arms and slid them under her pillow, resting her head on the pillow. Her knees rested on the bed as she pushed her butt upwards towards me.
I held my dick and poked it into the soft folds of her vaginal opening. The juices secreted by her vagina coated my dick as it pushed into her slowly, smoothly. She breathed in deeply as she felt the penetration going in inch by inch. Finally, when I’m fully in her, she moaned softly.
I grabbed her hips and began to thrust myself in and out of her. Our hips slapped against each other, the sweet sound of sex ringing out. We both got into the rhythm and our moans and grunts created a symphony. Her moans started softly, then it rose in volume, and began to be drawn out longer. The tone of her moans also changed to become sexier and sexier. It wasn’t something like the moans of the pornstars. It wasn’t forced, nor made for the cameras. It was natural, it was sensual. It was extremely arousing.
Tingting: Smack me Jun…. I didn’t do my homework…
Oh my gosh… We were so thick into the action already and I’ve totally forgotten about the roleplay, but here she is, JC student Tingting asking to be punished because she hadn’t done her homework. I smacked her butt and thrusted in.
Tingting: Urghhh! Spank me, teacher…
I smacked her butt harder, and then again, and again as I thrusted in and out of her.
Tingting: OOooooohhhhh… So gooooood…. I’ve been naughty girl, teacher….. spank me harder…..
I smacked her butt again, harder this time, and again and again. *SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*
Tingting: HHNNNNGGGGHHHHH!!!
Her body shivered involuntarily as climax washed over her. She dropped her hips flat onto the bed and breathed heavily. The curves of her body look absolutely stunning. I can’t help but admire her curves a bit more. God I love geography. Perspiration flowed down from her upper back, pooling at the natural valley of her lower back before the contour rose sharply to form another twin peaks which were her perky, well-toned buttocks, now imprinted with a few red hand marks.
I gently pulled her over, so she faced up instead. She instinctively opened up her legs to me, thinking that I was going to mount her in missionary position. Instead, I went to work with my mouth, licking, teasing, and kissing her pussy.
Tingting: mmmmpphhh……
Her left hand grabbed her breast, massaging it, while her right hand gently stroked my head. She pushed her hips towards me, willing me to give her a good time. I tickled and probed with my tongue, tasting her sweet juices, playing with the folds of her labia, massaging her clitoris, probing her crevice.
Tingting: Mmmmm… feels good, teacher…. Mmmmmm…..
Her body began to tense up a little, as the stimulation sent electrical signals of pleasure up to her cerebral cortex, making her body flood with dopamine. She arched her back as a tiny squirt of cum juices sprayed out onto my nose.
Tingting: hnnnnngggGGGHHHH!!! Ahhhhh… ahhh…. *gasp* ahh…. Urhhhh….
I got up from below, and positioned my mouth at her right breast, sucking her nipple gently, and teasing it with my tongue, while I slipped 2 fingers into her pussy and fingered her gently. Tingting gasped for breath as the stimulation continued when she expected to get a short break. There was to be no quarter given.
My fingers probed inside of her, feeling around. I knew where her gspot was, and I gently rubbed around it, massaging the area around it in ever-shrinking concentric circles, until I was massaging her gspot itself. Tingting twisted and turned as her body reacted to the overload of pleasure radiating from her pussy.
Tingting: Jun…. Jun… Urggghhhh…. Jun….
She had forgotten all about the roleplay.
Me: yes babe?
Tingting: Don’t…. Don’t….. Urggghhh… Don’t… *gasp* Stop…
Me: Don’t and stop, or Don’t stop?
Tingting: UrrrgghhH! YOU BASTARD!!! DON’T STOP!!! HNNNGGHHHH!
She climaxed again, her hips raised momentarily and her back arched, then fell back onto the bed. She panted heavily, as if she had just finished sprinting 100m. I never intended to stop… I continued to rub away, as I changed to suck on and tickle the other nipple.
Tingting covered her forehead with one hand, while the other held on to my arm. Everytime the pleasure wave hit her, she would tighten the grip on my arm. She reached orgasm again shortly after.
I retracted my fingers and licked them clean, giving Tingting a precious few seconds to catch her breath. After I licked my fingers cleaned, I stroked my dick, bringing it to full erection. Pushing my dick against her pussy, I watched as my dickhead parted her labia and pushed into her waiting love cave. I carried her legs and rested them against my shoulders, then I pushed in fully, feeling my dickhead brushing against her gspot. Tingting instantly moaned as she felt the penetration.
I grabbed her hips, and I started to thrust faster and faster. Tingting yelped as the unrelenting thrusts hit her pleasure centers again and again and again. Her large breasts shook from the impact of our hips, and her cum juices splattered against my hips when it smacked into her hips. PIAK PIAK PIAK PIAK PIAK PIAK PIAK…….
Tingting: Urgghhh urrghhhh urggghhh urrrghghhh ahhhh ahhh urghhh arrhhh urrrghhhhh…. URRGHHH URRRGGGHHH HHHUURRRNNGGGHHHHH!!!!!!
Her pussy squeezed tightly as her body shook from the latest orgasm. She reached up with both hands to grab my arms tightly. She stared into my eyes with a very intense look. Her perfect white teeth were clenched tightly and her hair was in a mess and stray strands covered her face. I continued to pump away… And she soon lowered her head and arms as the poundings took their toll and hammered her into submission.
I felt the dull ache of my balls and the tightening of my groin long before the inevitable orgasm came. It was as if I can feel the agonizing buldge of the glob of semen coursing through the sperm ducts and running up the length of my dick before hitting an invisible barrier, building up pressure. And then BOOMZ! All hell broke loose and the entire load sprayed inside of her womb in a series of high pressured jets.
Suddenly losing energy, I let go of her legs, which drop down beside my body lifelessly, and I fell forward, my hands supporting my weight at the sides of her body. My perspiration dripped down my chin, and landed on her breasts, where it flowed down the sides of her breasts. Tingting reached up and pulled me down on her, hugging me tightly. She kissed me on the cheek, then said into my ear, “You’re gonna spoil me and get me addicted to you like this…”
I raised my head and look at her in the eyes, then we kissed and hugged, falling asleep in a couple of minutes.
I woke up at about 5pm. Tingting was still fast asleep. I picked up my clothes and put them on, then I checked my phone. There were 2 missed calls from Kim, and a few messages. The messages were just updates on where she was, and that I should settle my own dinner as she will be catching a movie in the theaters with the girls. I replied to say I will be out till late as well, having dinner with my friend and chatting somemore.
I took a drink of water, then I went back to the bed and sat down beside the curvaceous Tingting, and stared at her beautiful face. I pushed the stray strands of her hair back, so that they didn’t cover her face, then I patted her head as she slept. She stirred after a while, reaching for my hand. She held my hand and pulled it towards her face, so my hand was holding her face now.
Tingting: mmm…. What… time is… it.. now?
Me: 5.15pm, babe.
Tingting: hmmm… ok… what time do you have to go back to your girlfriend?
That question made me wince a little.
Me: She is having dinner and watching movie with the girls, so maybe I should be home by 9pm or so.
Tingting grinned.
Tingting: You want to have dinner with my family before you go home? My mummy sure will like it.
Me: hahaha… Your mummy or you?
Tingting: my mummy will like it, but I will love it if you stayed for dinner…
Me: Heh… I knew it… ok, I’ll stay for dinner.
Tingting: Good boy! Love ya!
She sat up and gave me a big hug. Then she got up and grabbed her towel before heading to the bathroom to wash up. She groaned as she walked.
Tingting: Jun…. I’m aching all over, more so down there.
“I could probably lick it and take the pain away…” I said with a wink.
Tingting threw the towel over her body, hiding it from my view.
Tingting: NO! I know your tactic, once you start licking, it’ll somehow end up with me on the bed exhausted and aching down there again! You’re not going to trick me!
I got up and pretended to chase her, and she ran into the bathroom and locked the door with a giggle.
She came out from the shower 20mins later, and walked back into the room. She dropped her towel in shock when she saw what I was holding.
Previously on My SYT Korean Coursemate/Neighbour:
She came out from the shower 20mins later, and walked back into the room. She dropped her towel in shock when she saw what I was holding.
While she had showered, I looked around the room to see if there was anything new. There were two things. Both were boxes under her study table. The words “AGV” were imprinted on the boxes. I opened it and peered inside. It was my motorcycling idol’s latest design helmet. This particular model costs $600 after a very hard bargain, otherwise it would normally sell for $700. And there were 2 of them sitting under Tingting’s study table now. Both were S sized. Our sizes.
Tingting: NO!!!! YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO SEE THAT!!!!
Tingting screamed as she rushed forward to grab the helmet back, nevermind that she was completely naked now. I quickly got up and closed the door, then picked up the towel and wrapped her with it, for the aircon was still blowing and it was cold. I didn’t want her to catch a cold. She put the helmet down on the bed then turned towards me and smacked my shoulder many times in anger and tried to wring my neck. She grabbed my shoulders and she shook me violently.
Tingting: Why you so nosy and go dig around my things?! I was planning to surprise you and give it to you on your birthday! Now you’ve gone and ruined my surprise!!!
Tears welled up in her eyes and her mouth quivered as the beginnings of sobs came out. First, a tear flowed from her left eye, then a second tear flowed from her right eye.
I kennot. I cannot tahan liao, her eyes all teary and the mouth like that. I took a piece of tissue and wiped her tears for her and apologized profusely. I didn’t know that this surprise meant so much to her. Then I continued to wipe her tears as they continued to flow. Then her nose also began to leak. I used even more tissue paper.
Tingting angrily hit my chest with her balled fists and threw a tantrum. Then when she stopped crying, she folded her arms and turned away from me with a hmph. I hugged her from behind and apologized again, trying to soothe her anger. I rubbed her arms and shoulders and continued to apologise. It took about 5mins, but soon, her anger dissipitated and she took the helmet and passed it to me.
Tingting: Nah! I hope you like it…
I put the helmet one side, and I hugged her tight with one arm, and raised the other hand to gently support the back of her neck and head as I pulled her closer to me, and kissed the top of her head.
Me: I love it a lot babe, but I love you more. I was planning to buy it, but you are one step ahead.
Tingting: You really love me?
Me: I do. But…
Tingting turned around and put her finger to my lips.
Tingting: No buts. It’s enough for me. I’ll wait patiently for my chance to come.
She hugged me back tightly and rested her head on my shoulder. Then her tantrum started again. She punched me hard on the chest.
Tingting: YOU LAH! Spoil my surprise for you… Grrrrr! I purposely went down to Regina last week to buy the helmet, then that stupid idiot die die dowan give me more than $50 discount. Then lao niang have to buy 2 helmets before he reduce price to $600 each, which was what the max discounted price you told me.
Me: Sorry lah, I saw the boxes then I curious mah… Anyway, why the second helmet?
Tingting: I wanted to wear matching helmet as you…
I can’t help but laugh at that, and Tingting smacked me. Couple shirts, then now couple helmets.
Tingting: Laugh what laugh?!
Tingting got up and went to her drawer, then she took out a pamphlet and passed it to me. It was an info pamphlet for 2B riding course at BBDC. Why would she pass me the info pamphlet when I already got my class 2 licence? There was only one logical explanation.
Me: You taking bike?
Tingting (nodding): I went to enroll last week after I bought the helmets. Thought maybe if I rode a bike, then I’ll have higher chances to spend time with you doing things you like to do, and you don’t have to always pillion me, we can ride together. I already passed the first two lessons.
Me: Babe, you sure?
Tingting: Yup. Anyway, last time you always pillion me around, I like the feeling of riding a bike. So I want to ride also.
Me: But what if you fall down and injure yourself? What did your mum and dad say? Do they know you’re taking bike?
Tingting: That’s what mum and dad were worried about also. They say once fall down later kena disfigured. But I’m not that hopeless lah! I got ride bicycle one…
Me: Bicycle and motorcycle are very different leh…
Tingting: Trust me… I’m a big girl and I know how to handle myself. Besides, everytime you pillion me, you will point out what to look for and how to ride defensively to avoid accidents. I’m a good student okie?
Me: Ok babe. But when you get your licence, let me know k? At least let me check the bike for you before you buy.
Tingting: Of course! That was my plan!
Tingting got up and began to take out undergarments and clothes from her cupboard to get dressed. Meanwhile, I placed the helmet back inside the box, and I told her to give it to me during my birthday, and I will act surprised. I swiftly got a kick in the ass from her.
Before she could draw her leg back, I caught hold of it and she hopped on one leg, trying to maintain her balance. Still holding on to her leg, I used my hand to grab her calf, then rubbed it upwards towards her thighs, then still moving upwards, nearer to her groin.
“Nooo…” Tingting protested as she struggled and lost her balance. She fell back onto her bed and I followed her. One hand rubbed away at her clitoris, while my other hand grabbed her breasts and kneaded softly. Our lips met and locked as we kissed away.
Her pussy became wet in no time at all, preparing her for another round of stimulation and love-making. Her hands slipped under my jeans and into my boxers, gently caressing my dick, coaxing it to reach its full erection.
Tingting’s hands moved with unerring precision. With a couple of deft movements from her hands, my jeans were unbuckled and unzipped, and being pushed down. Suddenly…….
Laila: TINGTING!!! MUMMY DADDY IS HOME!!!
Tingting: fuck!
I quickly got up and licked my fingers clean of Tingting’s juices, then buckled my jeans back, while Tingting grabbed her clothes and threw them on in a hurry. While she was throwing on her t shirt and shorts after wearing her lingerie, I turned the tv on and fiddled with the dvd player, loading the next episode of the tvb drama.
Just as Tingting adjusted her clothes nicely, there were 2 knocks on the room door and it opened. Auntie’s head popped in.
Auntie: There you are! Auntie saw your bike at the driveway, and was wondering where you and Tingting were hiding.
Me: Hi Auntie!
Tingting: Hi mum…
Auntie: So free to come over today arh Jun?
Me: Yup, came to pass something to Tingting and have lunch with her.
Auntie: Will you be staying for dinner?
Tingting: Yes mum, I told Ate Laila already, she will cook extra rice for Jun.
Auntie: Ok ok. Auntie don’t disturb you all watch drama already, later dinner ready I call you all.
Auntie closed the door as she retreated down the stairs. Tingting and I looked at each other, and as our eyes met, we both laughed hysterically. After we collected ourselves, Tingting spoke.
Tingting: Omg, that was damn close!
Me: Yah sial, luckily Ate Laila give us advanced warning! Imagine if we were both doing what we were doing then your mum walked in on us.
Tingting: Then you’ll either be dead and buried in an unmarked grave in my garden, or my mum will make you break up with Kim and be with me. Either way, win-win for me.
Me: How is it win-win for you? If I’m killed and buried in your garden?
Tingting: I’ll just bring some formaldehyde back and embalm you, then keep you in my room instead. Necrophilia baby!
Me: What…. The…. Fuck…..
Tingting: Kidding lah! So bloody disgusting please…
We rested our backs against her bed’s headboard and watched the drama, waiting for dinner to be ready. Tingting’s hands had some unfinished business, and they began to roam again. One thing led to another, and soon my jeans were halfway down my thighs, my dick exposed, and her head was bobbing up and down at my groin as she soothed my dick with her mouth.
The soft sucking and slurping sounds were music to my ears, and I felt the pleasure radiate through my body as she teased my dick with her tongue. She deepthroated me and I felt the warmth of her mouth engulfing the entire length of my dick.
Tingting: mmfffphhh…
She felt my dick twitch, and she knew I would be coming soon. Still, the stubborn girl sucked away at a rapid speed. Her lips went up and down along the length of my dick, coating it with saliva, her tongue probing and licking the sides of my dick. Then she saw the movement of my lower body as I flexed, and she engulfed the entirety of my dick in her mouth.
My dick tip hit the back of her throat as I exploded. Tingting felt the twitching and the spray of sticky, hot cum hit the back of her throat and flow down her throat. She slowly pulled her head backwards and applied strong suction as my dick slowly slid out of her mouth. She made sure my dick was dry when it exited her mouth. Every bit of saliva, precum, and cum was sucked dry into her mouth. She gave the tip of my dick a couple of licks and a couple of kisses. Then she sat up, looking into my eyes, and did a slow, deliberate swallow, as all the contents in her mouth went down her throat. The sight was sexy as hell.
Tingting’s mouth and cheeks moved, as her tongue sought out any remnants that might have been lurking in blindspots in her mouth. She swallowed a second time, and she opened her mouth and her tongue shot out, wriggling at me. Her mouth was totally empty now, whatever precum, cum, and saliva in it was totally swallowed.
She leaned forward and kissed me. And then again and again. And naturally, our lips locked. We were mid-french when Auntie’s voice rang out from below.
Auntie: TINGTING! JUN! DINNER IS READY!!!
We both stopped kissing and looked at each other in the eyes for a while, then we smiled and got up to go down.
Dinner was a quiet affair. Mostly mundane questions about how school was and what modules I was taking this term. Laila came out with a platter of fruits after dinner and we ate and chatted somemore. Auntie and Uncle told me about Tingting taking up bike, and ask me what I thought about it.
I told them that as long as Tingting can handle the motorcycle well, and she knows what to look out for on the roads, she will be fine, and that once she has passed, I will help her select a good-conditioned motorcycle if she is not buying first-hand. In my mind, I had already decided that I will buy Tingting a full set of protective gears, so if she does fall, she won’t get any unsightly scars.
I left the house at 8.30pm. Tingting had opened the gate for me, and she gave me a long embrace and hug, nevermind that Weisheng was watering his plants just beside and looking over with envy in his eyes. I got onto my bike and started the engine, blowing exhaust smoke which the slight breeze carried into his direction.
Tingting blew me a kiss and I blew one back to her, before I rode away. I looked at the mirror as I rode off. Until I turned the corner and lost sight of her, Tingting was standing outside her house watching me ride off until I disappeared around the corner.
I opened my door, and saw that Kim was not home yet. I threw my clothes into the washer and went to shower. After my quick shower, I checked my phone and saw 2 messages from Tingting.
Tingting: I miss you already.
Tingting: Thank you for coming over to visit me! Love you!
I thought of what to reply her. Then after 5mins of thinking, I settled for just a smiley face. Why? Because then I wouldn’t have to think about what impact my words will have on Tingting, or what implications could they bring.
My brain hurts again. Effectively, I am one leg step two boats now, although Tingting has conveniently offered to take a backseat to not complicate matters. And then, there’s always Ann, who is hovering at the sides, waiting for a chance to swoop in for a sneak attack.
I pulled myself off my couch, then dragged myself into the kitchen. I eased the Macallan out of my stash, grabbed a glass, then sat back on the couch and poured myself a healthy amount of scotch and proceeded to drink myself silly as I watched some B grade movie on SCV. I felt like I had aged 40yrs just by thinking about what to do about Tingting and Kim.
I was almost done with the remainder of my Macallan when Kim returned. She fumbled to open the door, dropping her keys twice. It was 10.40pm. I put my drink down and went to open the door for her. I opened the door just as she was about to slot the key into the keyhole, and she fell forward into my arms. Her shopping bags fell forward.
Kim shrieked, then laughed loudly as she realized I had caught her. Her face was flushed red. She had been drinking a lot. I took the shopping bags from her and put them on the floor on one side, then supported her to the couch I had been sitting on. She giggled all the way and spouted nonsense.
Once she has been seated on the couch, I went to close and lock the door. Then I picked up her paperbags containing stuff from Gucci, Hermes, and Miumiu, as well as some Zara and Mango. I placed them nicely against the wall then turned to begin helping her into the room to get washed up and stuff.
When I turned to her, Kim had gotten hold of my whiskey glass, which had about 2 fingers in it. She looked at the whiskey and swirled it around, laughing somemore. Then she placed her lips to the glass and poured everything into her mouth and swallowed.
Immediately after that, you can see regret on her face as the liquor left a burning sensation along her throat as it made its way into her stomach. Her face winced and she opened her mouth to gasp. Then once she felt better, she laughed again and looked at the bottle with interest.
She placed the glass on the table and began to reach for the bottle before I quickly carried her and whisked her away from the liquor as she wailed and hit me on the shoulders with her fists. I put her down on the bed gently and she sat on it, complaining loudly about big bad Jun not letting her drink somemore. Then, she suddenly got up and ran towards the toilet. She didn’t manage to reach the toilet bowl in time, and I saw a torrent of vomit spray on the bathroom floor leading towards the toilet bowl.
As she knelt in the pool of vomit, she hung her head over the toilet bowl as she emptied the contents of her stomach into the toilet bowl.
Kim: WWUUUUAAAEEERRRGGHHHH!!!!! BLLLEEEAAARRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!
I took an electric fan and placed it in the toilet, blowing the fetid stench of vomit towards the tiny air vent. Then I squatted down beside Kim and rubbed her back slowly. She vomited another 2 times, then seem to have settled down.
I helped her out of her soiled clothes and rinsed the vomit off it before I threw the clothes into the washer. Then I stripped and went back into the bathroom and helped her to the shower area, and began rinsing her body, helping her bathe. Kim clung on to me, looking slightly embarrassed that she had made a big mess. She kept saying that she was sorry as I lathered her body up and then rinsed the lather off her. After drying her with the towel, I wore my clothes back and carried her to the bed and lay her down. She continued to mumble that she was sorry, but seconds after she lay down on the bed, she curled up into a ball and fell asleep.
I went back to the toilet and begun the thankless task of cleaning up all the vomit. It took me about 30mins of scrubbing and washing, but the toilet was clean after that. I removed the fan from the toilet, and placed a lemongrass diffuser in the toilet to make it smell nice again.
Kim continued to sleep soundly on the bed, snoring lightly. I looked at her for a while, then went back to the living room to continue drinking my scotch. There was just a little bit left, might as well finish it. It was close to 1am when I decided to turn in for the night.
We woke up late and had to rush for class the next morning. Luckily, we managed to make it into the class at 8.29am. During lunch, Kim filled me in on what they did the previous day.
The girls had walked around, darting in and out of stores and shopping centers the entire afternoon. They had started at Wheelock, and by the time they were done, they found themselves at Plaza Singapura. Ann decided that she wanted to have dinner at Clarke Quay, and the rest of the girls agreed. They had dinner at a pub and bar, and had ordered drink after drink while they chatted and gossiped. By the time they had decided to go home, they were all quite high already. They shared a cab and sent Kim home first, as she was the one who was most drunk.
Kim apologized to me once again for the mess she made, and the rest laughed at her. We continued to eat our lunch at the cafeteria when suddenly Bryan got up and said he’ll be back in a while. While the others didn’t really take note, Yivonne and my eyes followed Bryan, and we saw him walk out of the cafeteria and meet with Vivian. Vivian held his hand and said some things to him, then they parted ways. Bryan came back to the table and started eating again.
Yivonne: Where you go?
Bryan: Huh? Oh… Nothing… just went to take something from friend. Why leh?
Yivonne: Nothing, just asking.
After our lunch, we parted ways and went home. Kim entered the house and picked up her loots from the corner where I had left them the night before. I put my bag down and stripped to my boxers, then I sprawled on the bed. I felt like I hadn’t had enough sleep, and the fact that I drank quite a lot of scotch the night before didn’t help. Kim shrugged off her top and miniskirt as well, and joined me in bed. She wasn’t feeling too good either, her head pounded from her own hangover as well. We looked at each other, then we hugged each other and fell asleep.
Jacque’s Secret
Jacque was a rather secretive character. He would come for our meetings, he will do his work, but whenever we tried to delve into what he does in his free time when he is not meeting us, he will just say “part-time job” and will not say anything more about it. When we ask him where and how was the pay, he’ll just say it’s on and off, no fixed time, and the pay is enough to sustain his needs.
During one of the study cum swimming sessions, Ann was sitting at a deck chair, and I approached her to talk, wanting to find out what she knows about Jacque, who was busy swimming with the rest, after applying SPF75 sunblock.
Me: Yo Zharbor!
Ann: Whats up Tabor?
Me: Just taking a break from swimming and come talk to you lor, scared you lonely.
Ann: Sure… cut the crap Jun, I know you better than that. What about Jacque you want to know?
Me: Smart girl… I don’t know… What do you know about him?
Ann: I know his past, but not much about his plans now or for the future. He is really very secretive.
Me: Tell me…
Ann: Only if you agree to spend a night with me… alone. And you’ll have to do what I tell you to.
Me: That will not be easy, you know how sticky Kim is.
Ann: Let me worry about Kim. But do you agree?
Me:
What can possibly go wrong? How bad can a night with Ann be?
Sure.
Ann made me seal the deal with her by giving me a quick french kiss when Kim wasn’t looking. Then she began telling me about what she found out about Jacque. During the first overnight stay, she had tried to seduce Jacque. They started sleeping on their sides of the bed in the guestroom initially. But after a few moments, Ann turned over to face him, and then her hands started to roam across his body.
Poor Jacque was very uncomfortable with her touch, but he didn’t dare to move, letting her have her way with him. Ann felt bolder and moved closer to him, resting her thigh across his, and her breast on his arm as she reached under his shirt with her hands to feel his smooth chest and tummy. She tried to arrest his apprehension, and moved in to kiss him. Initially Jacque tried to avoid by turning his head away, but Ann was very persistent, and she chased his mouth. Eventually she kissed him and locked her lips with his, and he slowly reciprocated.
Ann slipped her hand further south, down his tummy towards his groin, and that was when Jacque suddenly tried to grip Ann’s arm to stop her, his eyes wide open in shock. But it was too late. Ann’s hand had slipped under his berm’s waistband, and she felt a material that was familiar to her. Lace.
Ann stopped kissing Jacque and looked at him in surprise, and Jacque stared back at her in shock. Ann recovered first and pulled his berms down, and her eyes opened wide. Staring back at her, was Jacque’s erected dick, but it was half-hidden by a pink lace thong with black lace trimmings. There was no hint of any pubic hair at all and he was either cleanly waxed recently, or IPLed.
Jacque tried to pull his berms back up, but Ann held it down too tightly. Instead, he grabbed the blanket and covered his rapidly deflating erection and the sight of the thongs. He knew then that he would be facing a deluge of questions from Ann.
Jacque: Erm… Ann… I can explain…
Ann looks at him in the eye. There was no menace in her eyes, but rather, a genuine curiosity. She wondered what was his answer, and she didn’t judge him. Jacque relaxed a bit after seeing the look in her eyes.
Ann: Go on…
Ann: Go on…
Jacque: Okay… I think it’s clear to see that I’m different from other guys like Jun and Bryan. From young I’ve always been bullied by the boys in school, and only girls would play with me. I’m not sure if that had any bearing with my sexuality, but when I was going through puberty, I realized that I wasn’t meant to be a boy. I would get jealous at my friends’ expanding bustlines, and I would try to thrust my chest out more. I left my hair long. I really wanted to be a girl. I realized I was a girl stuck in a boy’s body.
Jacque: The boys teased me endlessly, and called me names that implied sissy, faggot. Some will even corner me in a toilet cubicle and feel my ass up and smack it, then flick my penis. Eventually, I turned to the internet. Chatrooms were my escape. I would go to anonymous chatrooms and pour out my troubles to whoever would listen. That was when I met ‘Antoinette’.
Jacque: ‘Antoinette’ was a sissy crossdresser who would then groom me. I would meet her after school sometimes and go to her place, which was about 30mins away from mine. There, we would have heart-to-heart talk. I felt like I finally found someone who understood my problems. Initially, it was just talking. But as time went by, she began to lead me to other things.
Jacque: I started to spend days at her place, wearing assorted female lingerie and clothes, and I felt good and comfortable wearing them. Then one day, she got me a wig of long blonde hair, and she made me wear it. She then helped me to apply make up, and for the first time, I saw how I would look like as a girl in the mirror. I liked it.
Jacque: One thing led to another, and I began to buy some girls’ clothes, and crossdress at home when no one was in. Unfortunately I got caught by my mum. Initially furious for a month, she was rather accepting of it after I sat down and talked to her, saying that she had noticed since a couple of years back, but she didn’t know how to speak to me about it. ‘Antoinette’ continued to groom me. She would shave my pubic area for me, and continued to teach me how to apply make up. Then one day, she snapped a chastity cage on my penis and wouldn’t give me the key.
Jacque: I was at her mercy, but she explained that it was to help me. My first sexual experience came at her house as well. I had gone over one day, only to find 2 well built guys and her there, waiting for me. ‘Antoinette’ help me transform into a girl, and handed me over to one of the guys. ‘Antoinette’ instructed me to follow her lead as she frenched her guy. I was hesitant, and my guy took the lead and frenched kissed me. His thick, strong arms moved as he felt me all over.
Jacque: I didn’t know what to do, until I remembered how I saw one of my girl friends made out with her boyfriend, and I started to do the same with the guy who was now holding me. It felt so wrong, but yet, I felt good. It was like the girl inside me finally took over. My guy told ‘Antoinette’ that I was a natural, and he continued to french kiss me, while his hand reached for a bottle of lube.
Jacque: My guy laid me down on the bed, and applied a lot of lube on my asshole. Then he slowly pushed his erected dick into me. It hurt a lot, but he did it very slowly, very patiently, and he told me to take deep breaths and relax. It was probably 15mins and a lot of lube more before he finally pushed his dick totally inside me. I was in a lot of pain, but as he rocked back and forth, it started to feel good. My penis tried to erect, but the chastity cage won’t let it.
Jacque: As he pounded my asshole, I never thought I’ll feel better. My penis started to leak precum and then I came. ‘Antoinette’ was also being banged by her guy, and the room was filled with sounds of sex. My guy pulled out from my ass, and made me suck his dick until he came in my mouth. He commanded me to swallow his cum, and I did. I spent the whole afternoon being fucked silly by the both of them, and the next few months were the same. I would get 20 euros for every guy that fucked me, and I used some of that money to buy new lingerie and clothes and heels, and saved the rest. I started going for manicure and pedicures, as well as brow trimming.
Jacque: Then my stepdad, got a job in Singapore and I had to move here. It was difficult at first, because people here looked at me weird, even when I’m not crossdressing. I then realized this was a conservative society and I would have to be more careful.
Jacque stopped as he had finished recounting his tale up to present time. Ann had listened intently, absorbing everything which Jacque had said. Somehow, she understood how he had felt, especially the being ostracized by people, and the bullying while growing up. But she never expected to hear the story of a real sissy undergoing the feminization process.
Ann: Jacque, I’m glad you found who you are, and that you found release and freedom in expressing yourself as such. Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. If ever you want to tell this tale to the group, you can trust Jun, Yivonne, and Kim. But definitely not Bryan, his tongue is the loosest.
Jacque: Thanks for understanding, Ann. It means a lot to me. I haven’t been able to really befriend anyone in Singapore until I met your group. Nobody from my course wanted me in their groups, they probably think I’m queer or something, thus I had to find you all.
Ann: I’m sorry to hear that Jacque… Not all of us are like that. My group and I are more understanding. You’ll feel at home with us.
Jacque: Thanks Ann.
Ann: Now, I think we have some unfinished business.
Ann took Jacque’s penile virginity that night. It was kinda weird because Jacque was about 4 inches long due to his constant wearing of the chastity device. It had either shrunk or damaged his erectile muscles so his erection was small and weak. Ann said it felt like a cocktail sausage inside her, and she didn’t enjoy it physically, but she liked that she made him cum.
Ann: How did that feel?
Jacque: Different. But good feeling after nonetheless.
Ann: Good night Jacque.
And she drifted off to sleep hugging Jacque after that.
Back to present time, I nodded as it was my turn to absorb the story. I knew something was up with Jacque, but as he hadn’t made any moves on Bryan or I, my gaydar was not activated. Nonetheless, I think it takes a lot of courage to be this way, even in a non-asian country, I would protect his secret until he lets it slip.
As days passed, Ann and I would talk more about Jacque and his activities. Ann constantly fed me more and more information. Jacque was on hormone replacement therapy, and to pay for the expensive transformation process, he was making money by working as a CD/xdresser after school. Jacque had some plans, but he wasn’t sure yet and wouldn’t tell Ann anything else, just that what he’s doing now is his status quo. Not once did he make a move on Bryan and I, which was a relief to me, as while I’m tolerant to LGBT, I’m not ready to step into that arena myself.
The rest of the semester went by in a blink of an eye. Once again, our group was the best performing group and our scores for the semester were in the distinction range. Nothing really super interesting happened to the members of our group. No one got attached nor broken up. That in itself wasn’t all that weird, since our semester was only about 13 weeks in duration. While everyone got more comfortable with each other, and maybe feelings have developed, but they were not acted upon yet.
Joel and Eileen talked a lot more since their respective splitting with Ann and Bryan. There were a few times when other classmates have saw them dating one-on-one outside, and news like this spreads like wildfire, especially in a small cohort like our programme. Naturally, I was deemed the leader of the group, and people came to me to gossip and verify sightings and rumours. Something seems to be brewing between Joel and Eileen.
Bryan and Yivonne on the other hand, didn’t seem to be progressing as fast. I had my money on them hooking up after Bryan had split with Eileen, but I hadn’t counted on someone else jumping into the fray and cockblocking Yivonne. That person was Vivian. We don’t meet everyday for project meetings or group studies. And on quite a few of those days, Bryan would excuse himself and leave immediately after lesson ended. Kim and I had seen him seated in Vivian’s SLK as she was driving out of the carpark. We never really asked him what he was doing with Vivian, but you didn’t need to be an astrophysicist to know.
I was Yivonne’s default Aunt Agony as well, or Uncle Agony if it suits better. Often, she would tell me about her asking Bryan out to go wakeboarding or swimming, or just plain hanging out. Bryan usually agrees if he has nothing on. But there were a couple of occasions that Bryan had brought Vivian along without asking Yivonne. And Yivonne had been royally pissed. It was a sore point for Yivonne, as she viewed herself superior to Vivian in every aspect, except Vivian’s C cup boobs and her parents’ wealth, which had trickled down to her. It was a known fact that Vivian’s pocket money was $1k a week, and that’s not including her credit card bills, petrol, servicing fees etc. The $1k was merely for food alone.
As the weeks passed, our group felt that Bryan had slowly distanced himself more and more from us, as he was spending more time with Vivian now. He still participated in meetings and study sessions. But he wouldn’t stay longer than he needed to, even if Ann tried to seduce him.
Jacque had gotten closer to us as well. He is not as softspoken as before now that he knows us better. He would even crack jokes with us. He even had numerous beauty and product tips for both the guys and the girls in the group. Heck, he can even recommend Yivonne what kind of foundation to use, what colour of lipstick matches her better, and other home remedies for skin maintenance. One thing though, he would often choose to remain tightlipped about what he usually does in his free time. Ann and I knows what’s up with Jacque, but we kept his secret well. She will jump in and try to change the topic most of the time.
Jacque’s dressing remained as metrosexual as it was, but nothing really distinctly feminine. Some of the clothes he wore would be termed as androgynous style clothing. I mean, shirts with a bit of mesh or flowery patterns? Perhaps it was a French’s idea of fashion, or maybe it’s something else more…interesting? I wondered if the others suspected. There were times when we would ask him to join us in swims, but he will decline, saying that it made his shoulders broad. Yivonne had challenged him to do the ‘IronJun’ workout as well, and he declined because he didn’t want to build up too much mass. He did however do certain exercises like crunches and squats though, for “toning my tummy and legs and butt”.
Ann spent a lot of time with Jacque. They would go shopping and tea together, but you can tell it was really more of friendship than anything serious, obviously, given Jacque’s sexual orientation. Jacque seems to trust Ann completely. Although Ann had told me that she does sometimes get some sexy times in with Jacque, but he can’t pleasure her the way that I can, and that all Jacque could do for her was a temporary respite. It usually consisted of him licking her pussy and she would suck his dick, which had shrunk in size gradually with the hormone therapy, and fucking his ass with a strapon that also had an extension pushing into Ann’s pussy.
Now that Ann doesn’t have Joel, and Bryan is busy with Vivian or Yivonne, Ann keeps pestering me, much to the chagrin of Kim. Between assignments and projects given by Prof Linda, we barely had much alone time, and Ann seems to want to eat further into that. There were times that Kim relented, usually because Ann would push her down and pleasure her first, before pulling me into the fray for a threesome. That was Ann’s tactic. After Kim got wise to it though, Ann had little choice but to look outside for other guys to satiate her needs, but she always reminded me that I owe her one uninterrupted night of sex as per our agreement about Jacque.
Hyun managed to do a Skype video call with Kim and I during one of the weekends. It was a hilarious affair. Hyun had a female classmate over for ‘study’ and the classmate had fell asleep on Hyun’s bed. Then Hyun initiated the Skype call and we were chatting with her halfway when her classmate woke up. Sitting up on the bed, the blanket had slipped down off her chest, revealing a pair of nice looking tits. Kim immediately covered my eyes, and Hyun laughed out loud. The classmate saw what was going on, and saw that I was a guy, and she pulled the blanket up to cover her chest and mouthed off a few choice Korean words.
After clothes were worn and the classmate went out of sight, Hyun told us that she was fine, and that school was alright, although being in a women’s university, there weren’t any eye candies around. There were a few butches though, and a couple had tried to pick on Hyun, since she was new. It was a move they regretted though, and no one bothers Hyun anymore now for fear of being beaten up. Meanwhile, she had urges that needed to be taken care off, and she was glad to find like-minded girls in class who didn’t mind a bit of girl-on-girl action on the side.
Hyun misses Kim very much, and wished that she could study in Singapore with Kim instead. She also misses the food here, and the local delicacies, especially the male version like Bryan and i. Kim laughed and asked her to behave herself, and maybe she can convince her parents to send her down to Singapore during the holidays at the end of the year. Hyun said she will work towards it.
Tingting and I would message each other occasionally, just to find out how each other was doing. It was not easy to meet up, as Kim was usually around me. But a few times, she would go out with Yivonne, Eileen and Ann. If Tingting’s schedule didn’t clash, we would end up at her place humping each other silly.
Term break came, and the bunch of us, minus Jacque and Bryan, were gathered at my place again, discussing about our trip to Hong Kong.
We had previously discussed the possibility of going on a trip during one of our meetings. Joel said he would join, but Jacque and Bryan said they couldn’t join for this trip. Jacque had applied for leave of absence for the next two terms, and will be flying overseas. He wouldn’t reveal where, even to Ann, but mentioned that he will be back again two terms later and hopes to share some similar modules as us again. Bryan said he had some other plans, and wouldn’t say anything else.
We had continued our discussion on vacation locations in their absence, and we shared what our comfortable budget was. The lowest was Ann, at $800 for the entire trip. Her finances were a little strained that period and she wasn’t comfortable with asking her mum for more, knowing that her mum had to balance the financials a little tightly. Kim whispered something to me, and I nodded.
Me: Ann, Kim and I will each sponsor you $100, so we can push our budget up further to 1k okie?
Yivonne: Count me in too! I also chip in $100!
Eileen: And so will i! Now we have $1200 budget! We can go Hong Kong now!
Ann: Errr… Guys, are you sure? Eh… Don’t just because of me then you all spend so much!
Me: It’s ok, don’t worry. All of us have $1.3k budget, we take out $100 each, we still have $1200, and you now have $1200! So just nice lor! We can take the Cathay Pacific promo now… Quite cheap! Then hotel also can stay those 200 per night kind. So flight and hotel is about $600, we still got $600 each to spend.
It took us a while, but we managed to convince Ann to agree. It was afterall, most of our first time to Hong Kong. I had been there before, during my secondary school days. Hopefully, I can still remember where are the good places to eat! Since Eileen and I spoke fluent Cantonese, we will have no problem there.
Back to present time, we were sharing our research on what to do in Hong Kong. Jacque had already flown off to God-knows-where. Bryan was another one that disappeared. He had told me that he was going to Japan on holiday. No prizes for guessing who he went with. We had suspected, but Yivonne had CSI-ed it through facebook. It was so coincidental that Vivian had posted a picture of her passport and boarding pass, which showed the same flight that Bryan was supposed to take. Bryan had been complaining that he was on budget the entire term. Vivian probably offered to pay for his trip and his expenses.
Yivonne: I TELL YOU ALL, THIS VIVAN IS A DAMN BITCH!!!! JUST BECAUSE SHE RICH ONLY KNOW?! FUCK!!!
Ann tried to calm Yivonne down, so did Eileen.
Eileen: Yivonne arh… You are better off with someone else, trust me. Bryan is a selfish asshole. He can be nice at times, but more often than not, he is like what he is now lor.
Yivonne: BUT I REALLY LIKE HIM!!! SINCE ORIENTATION OK?! Then when I thought I finally got a chance with him, then this Vivian comes in and throws cash at him and sweeps him away!
Ann squished Yivonne’s cheeks with her hands.
Ann: Yivonne arh! I also really really really like Jun a lot! But cannot means cannot! You must think, will you be happy with Bryan? I mean c’mon! We are all grown-ups here. Joel also likes me, but we don’t match, so it didn’t work out. Jun and I, I like him, but he loves Kim, Kim loves him and they are still together, so also cannot. Then you like Bryan, but Bryan likes Vivian, also cannot right? Furthermore, after what Bryan did to Eileen, you think he won’t do the same to you?! WAKE UP, WOMAN!!!!
Yivonne: Maybe if I showed him more love, he will change his ways.
Me: What a load of bull…
Kim smacked my arm and showed me a face that told me I better keep my mouth shut.
Eileen: The only thing that will change is you would have wasted your time and effort. He doesn’t even talk to us much now. Vivian has seduced him with her body and money. Frankly, trust me, he’s not worth it.
Joel: Eileen, why did you and Bryan break up?
Eileen: Haiz… well… For starters, even though he is attached, his dick itch can rival Ann’s pussy itch. He can’t stop looking at and flirting with girls. Even when I was present, he sometimes does it unconsciously. Secondly, we had our differences, and he refused to meet me halfway to resolve it. Thirdly, he only does things that benefit him, otherwise he wouldn’t even help you hang the laundry, nevermind that the clothes belong to him. Fourth, he has cheated on me multiple times. Lastly, he can’t even give me an orgasm.
Ann: What?! But he gave me quite a few leh…
Eileen: That was because he has you much less often than me… With me alone, he will just fuck me until he cums, then he will roll off to one side and fall asleep. Maybe he got tired of me.
Joel put an arm over Eileen’s shoulder and she leaned in to rest her head on his shoulders.
Eileen: Yivonne, really… Not worth it.
Kim: Yeah Yivonne. I don’t think Bryan is a good guy for a sweet and beautiful girl like you.
Yivonne smiled at Kim’s reply.
Yivonne: Thank you, Kim. Thanks guys… Sorry to spoil the mood so early in the morning…
Kim: IT’S OKAY! Don’t worry! Hee… Maybe the class next term will have some guy hotter than Bryan that you can go after!
Ann: Or maybe you can go Hong Kong and hook up a rich tycoon’s son there…
Yivonne: Hahaha! And we’ll know how that turns out… Nothing good judging from TVBS dramas…
We changed the topic instead to the trip. We have 5 days and 4 nights. One day alone will be dedicated to Ocean Park, while another was dedicated to a day trip to Macau. The rest of the days will be taking MTR everywhere, visiting all the eating places we have researched. Since roast goose was a must-eat, we have shortlisted no less than 3 popular roasted meat restaurants as well. Yat Lok, Yung Kee, and Kam’s.
Kim loved cookies, and she insisted that we get Jenny biscuits as she has seen rave reviews about it online, pictures of snaking queues of people queueing up just to buy the biscuits convincing her. Ann also found locations for dim sum and eggtarts, including the one in Macau. She also found a famous black pepper roast duck place, Chan Kok Kei, just opposite the Margaret Café where they sold the eggtarts.
I was in charge of printing the maps and navigation, making sure that we do not get lost in Hong Kong. Joel had no task at the moment, as Eileen had taken care of the accommodation booking and the online check in.
Ann: Wah Joel, so eng (free), nothing to do arh?
Joel: You all so efficient, of course I nothing to do. Everything split nicely already.
Ann spread her legs wide at Joel.
Ann: Come, zeh zeh (sister) Ann give you things to do. Come lick my pussy.
We all laughed. Trust Ann to say this kind of things at the damndest of moments.
Eileen: Ann, stop bullying him lah!
Ann closed her legs and narrowed her eyes, staring at Eileen.
Ann: Youuuuuuuuuu…… I have been watching you two for the entire semester…… Something is going on between you two…… Are you two together now? COME CLEAN!
Ann brought her hand down on the table loudly for dramatic effect, but hit it a little too hard. After the loud BANG, she clutched her hand and winced in pain as we all laughed at her once again.
Ann: OWWWIEEEE!!!!!
After the laughter died down, Eileen tried to change the topic, but Ann wasn’t having any of that. She continued her interrogation.
Ann: Uh Uh!! Nope! You’re not changing topic! COME CLEAN NOW!
Eileen looked at Joel and Joel spoke.
Joel: Erm… well, it’s complicated, but we’re kinda dating lah, not official yet…
Ann: WHY?!
Eileen: Cos he hasn’t asked…
Egged on by Ann, we started to chant “ASK! ASK! ASK! ASK! ASK!…”
Joel: Eh wah lau! Cannot lah! Like that then not natural already right?! When the timing is right then I will ask lah!
Me: Bro, when can the timing be any better? Our Sarawak beauty is waiting for you to ask now so she can say ‘yes’…
Kim: Maybe he needs some privacy…
Kim got up and pulls me into the bedroom. Yivonne and Ann, who were laughing hysterically, joined us as all and shut the door behind them.
We all sat down on the bed and waited.
5minutes passed. Then 10minutes.
Eileen: YES!
Ann opened the bedroom door and peeked out. She motioned for us to come over quickly. We saw through the opening, Eileen hugging Joel tightly.
Ann threw the door open and ran out.
Ann: YAAAAYY!!!!!!!!
Ann ruffled Joel’s hair and patted his back.
Ann: GOOD JOB JOEL BOY!!!! Now that you and Eileen are together, let’s go celebrate by having a good lunch!!!
Me: Ok, what to eat?
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Silence greeted me, as we all couldn’t decide what to eat.
Kim: Well, since no one drove, LET’S HAVE PIZZA!!! It’s been a long time since we had Sarpinos and KFC!
Everybody seem agreeable, so we called for the delivery. As we waited for delivery, Joel and Eileen sat together, playing with each other’s hands, while Ann went around biting people’s arms like some crazy velociraptor cos she was hungry. After a while, she just plopped down on the sofa beside me and rested her head on my thigh.
My phone rang and it was the pizza guy. Before I could even turn around to say they have arrived, Ann was already running out of the door pulling Yivonne along. Everyone looked shocked at the speed that Ann moved at, and even more so at the shocked face of Yivonne. It was rather comedic.
Just as Ann came up with the 2 boxes of pizzas, with an unhappy looking Yivonne following behind her unhappily, my phone rang again.
Ann: Yivonne! Why you never carry anything?! Aiyah, you go down and collect the KFC please!
Yivonne: HARLOW ANN NG! You’re the one who pulled me along even though I said you can handle it ok?!
Ann: Ok ok, chill your boobies my dear… I’ll go with you lah… come come!
Ann grabbed Yivonne’s hand and pulled her along, and Yivonne followed reluctantly. They were back a few minutes later with steaming hot KFC boxes filled with yummy fried chicken. The table was laid by Eileen and Kim, and we began to tuck in.
Ann ate like someone who had been starved for a decade. By the time she was done, she had ate 3 slices of pizza, and 3 pieces of chicken. She made her way to the couch after washing her hands, and sat down on it heavily, slipping into a food coma. Seriously… 3 slices of pizza and 3 pieces of chicken.
Done with lunch, we cleared everything else and gathered back at the coffee table to finalise the itinerary. Ann continued to sit on the couch, with her legs spread wide. I was sitted directly opposite her, and couldn’t help looking at the view she presented. And she knew it.
Since Bro ilock haven’t update his story, i shall update first! Then at least yall got something to read while waiting for his story, wahahaha…
Hope you guys had a good weekend and having a good start to your week so far!
Previously on My SYT Korean Coursemate/Neighbour:
Done with lunch, we cleared everything else and gathered back at the coffee table to finalise the itinerary. Ann continued to sit on the couch, with her legs spread wide. I was sitted directly opposite her, and couldn’t help looking at the view she presented. And she knew it.
Ann was wearing a miniskirt, and as she opened her legs wide, I could see the pink lace thong with black trimmings peeking at me. I looked upwards away from them, and my eyes met Ann’s. She knew I was looking, and she slowly closed her legs and gave me a cheeky smile. When her legs are closed, she leaned forward, letting her top hang down low, and I got a very good look at her deep cleavage. Her twin mounds of flesh were smooth and bursting against her matching pink lace bra with black trimmings. The skin of her breasts was smooth, and extremely appealing. I yearned to reach out and softly caress her breasts.
The edge of Ann’s mouth turned upwards and her teeth showed as she grinned mischievously at me. She enjoyed the art of seduction, and she was good at playing it. Show just enough to bait the prey, then when the prey has gotten a good look, purposely withdraw slowly to their agonizing ‘Noooos’. With that, she sat up and took the magnificent view of her downblouse away from me. My distraction gone, I focused back onto what the rest were discussing.
The entire itinerary was finalized in 15 more minutes, and we sat around, watching some movie rerun on cable TV. I was seated at the sofa, nearest to Ann’s couch, and our legs were in each other’s way, sort of. Ann raised her legs to play footsie with me, but kept her eyes on the TV, so as not to raise any suspicion. Her footsie skills were so subtle, you wouldn’t notice unless you were staring at her legs. Kim was none the wiser.
The movie soon ended and we were wondering what to do, as there was a heavy downpour, and we couldn’t go swimming. In the end, Ann retreated to the guestroom to take a nap, and Kim went to nap in the master bedroom. Eileen and Joel headed over to Kim’s apartment to nap as well, and Yivonne went to the kitchen to prepare food for dinner that night. She had volunteered to cook carbonara for us. I went to help Yivonne as I wasn’t too sleepy, despite the heavy lunch. We stood side by side at the sink, and I sliced the bacon while she peeled and chopped the garlic.
Yivonne: Jun……
Me: Yup?
Yivonne: Do you think I should give up on Bryan?
Me: It’s your decision really. But just to help you along, let’s just examine some facts, shall we?
Yivonne: err… okay…
Me: He has been distancing himself from us, yes?
Yivonne: Yes…
Me: He doesn’t even get tempted by you and Ann anymore, does he?
Yivonne: No…
Me: He is always evasive when we talk to him or question him, yes?
Yivonne: Yes…
Me: Do you think he loves you?
Yivonne: wha…what?
Me: Do you think he loves you? And do you think he will devote himself to you if you get together with him?
Yivonne: Erm…. Maybe he…
I cut her off.
Me: No. You know the answer. It’s a no. You told me as much when you hesitated. You know how he is. He is looking for fun. He was never serious with Eileen. He’s probably not serious with Vivian either, just trying to seek a different kind of fun with her, at her expense. Give him 6mths or a year, he will tire of her and move on.
Yivonne: But if he was with me, I could change him…
Me: Are you listening to yourself speak, Yivonne? What you just said is the single biggest mistake most young women make when they choose their partners, that is why the divorce rate is so high in Singapore. They think they can change their partners into the image that they want their partners to be. But it doesn’t work that way, and all they end up having is an unfulfilled marriage, and they can never reach the level of happiness that a marriage is supposed to give them. Small issues get magnified, and when they blow up, divorces happen.
Yivonne slumped her shoulders and sighed in resignation. I put down my knife, and rinsed my hand of all the lard from the bacon. Then I rested both hands on her shoulders and turned her to face me.
Me: Look Yivonne… Bryan may look like your type on the exterior, and maybe his outgoing devil-may-care character appeals to you, but you know he will not end up as a long-term option in his current state. There are many other guys in our cohort that suit you as well. You just need to open your eyes and see.
Yivonne leaned forward and gave me a big hug. She had heard the words she needed to hear, from someone she trusts. The longer we hugged, the tighter her arms gripped me, and they moved up and down my back, caressing my back slowly.
Yivonne: You know, I always questioned why Ann likes you so much and is reluctant to let you go despite you being attached and all. I think I know why now, but it took me longer to see than her. I don’t know how you are always so calm when it comes to things like these. You are always able to see things with a level head and nothing seems to bother you too much. This calm, this peace, it rubs off on people you interact with. Add this to how much you care about people around you, even if they are just friends, and you’re pretty much one of the best candidates for a boyfriend.
Me: Yivonne…
Yivonne released me and put an arm’s distance between us.
Yivonne: Hahaha! Don’t worry lah! I’m not going to tell you I fell in love with you! You already have enough problems with Kim, Ann, and Tingting.
Me: Huh?
Yivonne: Hahaha… Jun, don’t act blur… You can fool the others with your act blur live longer routine, but not me ok? I’ve seen the way you look at Tingting and the way she looks at you. You both are very much in love with each other, but you both just don’t want to admit only. Even with Ann, you tell me a lot of times that it’s just dick itch that needs to be taken care of, but I know you care for her a lot more than ‘just friends’.
Me: That’s only because of her past.
Yivonne: Don’t be a bastard and give this excuse. She doesn’t need your sympathy, what she needs is love. Don’t you worry about Ann, she is a strong bitch, even though she can be bimbotic at times. If in the end, you end up with Kim or Tingting, she will still be happy for you, because to her, as long as you’re happy, and she gets to have you once in a while, she’s happy.
Me: ha…
Yivonne: I’m more worried about Kim.