Standing at the doorway was Moses, the security guard from the condo who had previously caught me and Linda in the changing room. Before I could say anything, he let himself in and walked to the far corner of the room beside the veranda door. “Why never go breakfast? Wasted.” was all he said. He pulled up a chair and climbed up to retrieve something from behind the curtain. I closed the door and moved towards him to see better. It was a camera of some sort and he quickly removed the memory card and kept it safely in his pocket before climbing down. “What the hell are you doing here?” was all i could ask. He plopped himself on to the same chair and took out a pack of cheap local cigarettes. I promptly opened the veranda doors.
“You know ah, i don’t know whether to laugh at you or pity you. You’re happily banging away and that’s all you seem to care about. But what I have here is going to make me rich. My sources tell me the missus was here last night and i finally have it recorded” he said as he patted the pocket with the memory card. The missus? Linda? But last night was Serena!
I sat down next to him and requested a cigarette. It tasted horrible but being a social smoker in my younger days helped a bit. And as expected it seemed to break the ice with Moses. I probed further. It seems Moses had the hots for Linda for the longest time but was shocked and disappointed when he saw us together in the changing room. He went to Michael who was not surprised and agreed to pay him an insane amount of money if he could get a recording of Linda’s infidelity. Moses had bribed hotel staff and set up a hidden camera in Linda’s room on the first day but somehow it did not work. So he switched the camera to my room the following day. As he explained everything, a lot of thoughts were going through my head. Was the object in Linda’s drawer a jamming device of some sort? How would Michael feel if he saw that the video was not of Linda but of his young daughter having sex? From what i noticed previously, he had raised Serena as his own. I could not risk it. But i did not have the purchasing power to get the card from Moses. And i could not let him leave the resort. I needed help. But i had to entice him first. “Now you only have one video. And you haven’t even seen it yet. How about we make more videos and you give me a cut of Michael’s money?” We made an agreement to meet again later for his answer and plans.
As soon as he left, i headed straight to the spa to talk to the only person who could help me now - Linda. Told the spa receptionist that i had an urgent matter and after waiting a while, was led to a private room. Thankfully there was no sign of any therapist or Serena. It was just Linda wrapped with a towel around her body and another on her head and with cream on her face. I told her everything with one slight modification - “He has us recorded. Your device did not work”. Now she looked concerned. She asked me what time i had arranged to meet Moses later. She had a plan.
I returned to my room and pondered. It was a dangerous game playing both sides but i had no choice. A while later, Linda came alone, wearing a sun dress and clutching a small bag. Moses would be here soon. When the door bell rang, she hid in the toilet as planned. Moses sat on the chair and smoked as we made some small talk about the condo. That was when the toilet door opened and out stepped Linda.
“Hello Moses” went Linda as she stepped out of the toilet. She was still in the white sun dress she wore earlier, but her bra was noticeably absent. She walked seductively towards us as her unrestrained boobs jiggled with every step. We both just stared. “I hear you’ve been giving this boy some problems. We swore to keep to ourselves and not disturb each other but you seem to have broken that promise” went Linda. Suddenly alarm bells were going off in my head. What did she mean by that? As i sat on the bed pondering, Linda reached Moses’ chair and sat on his lap with her legs astride. Her short dress hiked up her thighs and i caught sight of her black gstring and creamy bum underneath. Looking deep into Moses’ eyes for a moment, she embraced him and gave him a passionate kiss. All this while he just sat there dumbly with his hands by his side, but soon he was kissing back and hugging her. As soon as he did that, Linda tried to break away and gave him a slap on his face. It wasn’t hard, but it wasn’t soft either. It seemed to break his trance and he let go of her unwillingly as she got off him. “It has been a long time Linda” he went as he chuckled loudly. All this while I was largely ignored but now both of them looked in my direction. “You’ve always liked them young and hot. Still have good taste” went Moses. It was a nice compliment but coming from Moses it suddenly did not feel so good. Linda ignored his remarks and got right down to business. “What is this recording i heard about? All these years we’ve been good being near yet far. Suddenly you can’t support your 2 wives and 5 kids anymore? I know about your 2nd family in Batam. And i should say 6 kids. I’ve never taken a single cent from you for Serena. Now all this shit.” went Linda crossly, arms akimbo. I stared at both of them. Suddenly Serena’s paternity mystery had been solved.
Moses knew he was in a corner. Too many secrets were being revealed and monetary gain did not seem so valuable anymore. He put his hand on his pant pocket and traced the edges of the memory card from the outside. He stubbornly did not want to give it up. Linda moved behind him and put her hands into either pocket of his loose pants. Before he could protest, she fondled him from both sides through the pockets. Soon a tent was formed at the front his pants. As Linda retrieved her hands, the memory card was between her fingers. She flicked it in my direction as she moved in front of him and planted a big kiss before he knew or cared that the card was gone. I got up to look for it and after a bit of searching saw it at the far corner of the bed.
As i moved nearer, a low moan and slurping caught my attention. I looked towards the amorous couple. Moses was still on the chair but his head was flipped back over the backrest with just his pants unzipped. Linda was kneeling between his legs, bobbing her head up and down his thick hairy dick. It looked quite big, even bigger than mine. After a few minutes, she unbuckled his waistband as he sat and his loose pants fell to his ankles with no underwear. Clearly the man was gifted in both length and girth. With his hard cock pointing straight up, Linda faced him and sat on his lap as she moved aside her gstring. She gasped as her bare pussy stretched to its limits to accommodate him. With his tool slowly disappearing into her depths coated in their juices, he jerked his hips and plunged the remaining bit into her as she shrieked in both pleasure and pain. Carrying and dropping her, the bouncing caused the sturdy wooden chair to creak nonetheless in harmony with their motion. They did not seem to care about my presence and i enjoyed the free show as i found myself getting hard.
After a while, Linda got up and took off her gstring. Holding the base of her dress, she faced away from him and slowly sat down on his dick backwards as he guided her bare butt. Now she was doing all the work as she moved up and down, moaning and enjoying her turn. But Moses would not have it and got up with his cock still within her. He banged her from the back as she bent over and held onto the edge of the bed right in front of me. In this position, Linda’s dress top was drooping and i saw her small breasts hanging loose and moving in tandem with the pumping. Linda did not care and closed her eyes as Moses had his way, grunting with every stroke. He soon came and unloaded his thick wads into her unprotected. “Ah that was good Linda. I missed all that especially the deepthroat” was all he said as he cleaned up with the tissues in the room. Linda just showed him her middle finger. With a chuckle, he quickly changed and left.
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“Asshole. Only thinks of himself. Never change.” remarked Linda about Moses as she wiped her pussy with tissues lying on the bed. Her nipples were still visibly hard and she curiously spied my hardon too. She winked at me, obviously yearning to be satisfied herself. But no matter how much she wiped, Moses’ cum kept flowing out of her pussy and no way was i going there no matter how horny i was. She caught me looking in disgust and shook her head. “Tsk! You men are all the same” and proceeded to rub her pussy herself. The sight was too much for me and i started jacking off myself while looking at her. I reached for her boobs through the top of her dress but was pushed away, obviously in retaliation for being spurned. But i did not give up and rubbed her hardened nipples through her dress and eventually she gave in. Cupping and squeezing her bare breasts gave both of us the additional pleasure we needed and soon i came just as she finished her second orgasm. We both cleaned up and she was about to leave. “Where’s the memory card?” she asked. I took it out from my pocket and before she said anything i snapped it in half before burning it with the hotel lighter. The smell of burning plastic wafted through the air and i opened the veranda doors as she inspected the mangled mess on the ashtray. She seemed satisfied and left. I went over to my suitcase and looked at the quadcopter i had bought at the mall for my younger brother. Time for final packing.
Met the girls at the lobby and bid them goodbye as my ferry was earlier than theirs. Serena gave me a small package and told me to open it at home. Journey back was pretty uneventful but i was curious about Serena’s gift as i sat in the packed ferry. I opened the package and peered inside. Looked quite safe in public. I removed what looked like a folded small white towel and a piece of paper. The words “Turi Beach Resort” were clearly embroidered at the edge of the towel. Did Serena nick one of the resort’s towels as a souvenir? Was the resort going to come after us? I opened up the towel to see a small browish patch in the center. I unfolded the piece of paper and saw just three words - “1st blood. Remember..”. Serena!
As i got home, my family appreciated the gifts and snacks i bought them. Especially thrilled was my younger brother as he inspected his new flying toy. “Kor! The camera on this quadcopter is not bad! But I think you kenna cheated already. The two memory cards that are supposed to come with it are missing!”. I just laughed it off. It wasn’t me that got cheated.
I loaded the first memory card to my pc. It was of Serena and myself. Just a momento and nothing else. But the second memory card was what got me excited. It was of Linda and Moses having sex recorded through the quadcopter. The video quality was not as good as the other recording but their faces and the deed were clearly visible. I would be pretty wealthy if i got it into the hands of Michael but it would sour my relationship with Linda and possibly Serena and I did not want that. But it would probably be more useful for Moses when the time came. I stashed away both memory cards safely.
Holidays were finally over and i was back to the condo conducting swim lessons. I saw Moses often at the security guard house. I was pleasantly surprised when my own condo access card was presented to me. I could now use the side gate and did not need to sign in anymore. I still saw Serena and Linda occasionally but there was no action. Nothing much happened for a while.
But a previously ignored group was starting to get my attention - the maids. Biggest group was the Filipino maids who were too old or not pleasant looking. There were a few young myanmar maids who always had a ear-piece on and spoke very little English. I often sensed the different groups were talking about me in their native language but that was it and i had nothing to go on. But things were changing.
One day as i prepared my equipment at the pool, i heard someone talking loudly in malay. “You put the things here. Toilet is there..”. I looked up to see one of my student’s grandfather instructing a slightly tanned lady in malay before leaving. She was slim but her hips and boobs were disproportionately bigger. But what caught my attention was her angelic face with smooth skin. Must be a new Indonesian maid.
Throughout the lesson, the other maids congregated by nationality and chatted among themselves as usual. There was another older Indonesian maid who kept chatting on her phone. The new one tried to strike up a conversation with her but somehow they could not click and she ended up sitting alone.
After dismissal of the lesson, i saw my young student gesturing wildly at the new maid at the toilet entrance. I went over. “Shower here only. Go home then bathe” he kept telling her while refusing the soap but she did not understand. My malay was not too bad so I translated and she finally got it, smiling and nodding. I took the opportunity to chat with her in malay while my student showered inside. Yanti was her name and she was 29 this year with two kids. I complimented her on her slim figure despite having kids and she smiled shyly. When my student came out, i ended up teaching him a few words of malay and Yanti with English. They thanked me and left.
Over time i became Yanti’s translator and language teacher. In the family she was working for, only the grandfather spoke malay fluently but he did not stay with them. She could still speak English with the others but sometimes they used words she did not understand. This was where I came in. She would write these words on scraps of paper and ask me by the side of the pool at the end of swim lessons. Of course her spelling was not perfect but we managed to figure things out. I also “forced” her to speak to me in English for long periods while waiting to help her improve. This also helped me to get to know her better.
But the best looking maid in the condo talking to the hot swim coach started to get the attention of others. More of the other maids were purposely trying to talk to me whenever Yanti was around. Her presence during my lessons also brought about increased patrols from the security guards who were eager to check her out and talk to her. I was thankful that Moses did not appear. We largely ignored all of them and maintained our cordial relations.
But about a month later, something strange happened. Yanti started avoiding me. She hurriedly left after lessons with her young ward without even letting him shower. Not even eye contact with me. Something must have happened and i was determined to find out more. That particular day, after dismissal, i quietly waited. As Yanti and my student passed by, i pulled them into the empty changing room. “Come, go shower” i told the young boy who disappeared into the cubicle. Yanti and I were now alone.
As soon as we were alone, Yanti burst into tears. At first, i panicked. It was not my intention to scare her and now i would be in a lot of trouble for accosting and cornering her. Just as i feared the worst, she suddenly hugged me and cried even harder. Now i was confused and relieved at the same time. So it was probably something else. Her soft ample boobs pressing against my chest and the smell of her hair were beginning to have an effect on me. I tried to stop her from crying to find out what happened. Apparently another maid told her that her employer was thinking of sending Yanti home because there were rumours of her having boyfriends. To me, this was incredulous as this information was from another maid and not her employer. But to someone simple like Yanti, it was scary as hell. I tried to reason out with her and she calmed down enough to smile at her own foolishness. Just in time, the little boy had also finished showering. Yanti seemed to be back to her normal self and they left.
The next day, my condo access card did not seem to be working as i stood trying to open the the side gate. I made my way to the main guard house and as usual Moses was there alone. I explained the problem to him and he helped me check the card. “All ok now. Enjoy.” he went as he smiled broadly and passed the card back to me through the small opening in the glass. I took my card and hurried in as i was about to be late for class. As soon as I left the vicinity of the guard house, i noticed a small yellow post-it note stuck to my access card. “02-12-10 4pm” was all it said. I didn’t think much about it, stashed the card in my bag and rushed for my class.
At about 3pm, i retrieved the card as i made my way to change out of my trunks. I wondered what I was doing a year ago at 4pm on 2nd Dec 2010 as written on the post-it note. After changing, i was about to rush off as the weather did not look too good. As i was passing the lobby of Block 3 towards the side gate, i caught sight of the number 03-01-01 on the door of the ground floor unit. Wait, was the number on the post-it note a condo unit number? Blk 2, 12 floor, unit 10? Was i supposed to be there at 4pm? Only one way to find out.
Sorry had to stop. Had a lack of inspiration and having less time to write nowadays due to a change in work. But guess I’ll continue if u guys are still interested..
Last part/ending wasn’t written by me! Already in the process of continuing but somebody had their own ideas..
Paiseh i didn’t know i had so many fans. Been really busy. Will try my best to update soon and maybe have a conclusion..
I made my way to the lift lobby of Blk 2. As the lifts are controlled by card for security purposes, i knew i was not supposed to have access. So i hesitantly scanned my card and was surprised when the light turned green and i was able to press the button for the 12th floor. My first indication that i was on the right path. Once I reached the floor, i walked slowly towards the unit at the end of the corridor, unsure of what to expect. I looked at my watch and it was a few minutes past 4pm.
The door of the unit was slightly ajar and I peered inside. Unable to see anything, i pushed the door which opened with a loud creak. Stepping inside, i looked around the empty unit. It looked like nobody had stayed there for years. “Who’s there?” went a familiar female voice from the furthest room. Just as i moved towards that room, a soft pull brought me over to the kitchen. At first I thought it was Moses, but instead it was Michael!
Putting his finger over his lips, he commanded my silence. I just nodded dumbly. He then waved his finger around asking me to remove my clothes save my underwear. He then handed over something which completely baffled me - a black leather mask. It had two big circular cutouts for the eyes and a series of small holes around the nose area. The mouth area was just smooth leather. I wondered how anyone could breathe, especially me who was used to using my mouth to inhale. Flipping it around, the inside was lined with velvet but the opening at the neck seemed too small to fit my head. Michael saw my confused look and proceeded to assist. He opened a discreet zip at the side of the mask and passed it to me. I put it on and zipped it up hesitantly. It was surprisingly comfortable and a hollow formed between my mouth and nose, making it easy to breathe. He pointed outside and i was on my way in just a mask and underwear. I imagined i probably looked like a wrestler from yesteryears.
I peeped into the other room. On one side was a tripod with a small camera attached and two floodlights on either side, switched off. Next to the tripod was a small circular device on the floor which i could not see clearly in the dim room. On the other side of the room was a bare wooden table and a single wooden chair with someone sitting on it, facing the camera. She was also wearing a black leather mask but it was only halfway with pointy ears on top, just like catwoman. She was butt naked, hands tied to the back of the chair and each ankle tied to each chair leg. This position made her boobs jut out and her thighs spread open. Suddenly the floodlights switched on and “catwoman” caught sight of me. Our eyes met and we instantly knew who each other was.