Monday
I woke up early the next morning to prepare to collect my cab. The room door was still closed and I thought that Sara was still sleeping. After I came out from the toilet, my hot coffee and toast was on the dining table. She got up and kissed me right on my lips.
I was pleasantly surprised and she giggled.
Sara: Good morning.
Me: oh…. sorry…. did I cause you to wake up?
Sara: no…. your breakfast is ready….
I sat and looked at her. The swell on her face had gone down but the red marks had turned into a black and blue mess.
Me: Errmm…. you need to see a doctor later. Your cheeks are bruised.
Sara: Yup…. I will….. need to get MC remember?
I nodded and chew in my piece of bread.
Sara: It had been some time since I stayed over at someone place. It’s so strange. haha….
Me: oh… sorry that my bed is unsuitable for you.
Sara: no… I don’t mean that…. I had only did it one other time. I stayed over at Vivian before she shifted out with me.
I started to munched my bread
Sara: Sam….
I looked up at her.
Sara: I had been thinking last night. Vivian mentioned that she called my dad. How did the witch knew about it?
I swallowed my mouthful. It was rude to speak with my mouth full
Me: maybe your dad informed her about it?
She looked at me and I took another bite.
Sara: No. Cannot be. Every time he come over, she would be in the dark. He would not tell her.
The bread was getting more and more difficult for me to swallow. I put down the remaining bits and drank some coffee.
Sara: Someone must had told her about it.
Me: But Vivian did not know what happened to you. Both of us did not tell her.
Sara: She could have called my office.
Me: but it was a Saturday right? There’s no one in the office to speak to her.
Sara: well, the witch found out from my office. So there must be a way.
I took another sip of the coffee.
Sara: I need you to do something for me.
She looked straight into my eyes and reached out to hold my hand, squeezing it.
Sara: I need you to go after Vivian. Help me find out if she is the informant.
Me: how? I mean I don’t know her enough.
Sara: I can pass you some tips and information.
Me: Isnt she attached?
Sara: No…. but the strange thing is that she was never attached since I know her. But she is always telling me about the guys that she is checking out.
I took another sip again.
Me: I am not sure if I will be able to do it.
Sara: Can you do it for me?
I am not sure if I will be up to the task.
Sara: You are the only person I could trust. Please help me out.
Me: I’ll try….
She got up and kiss me on the lips again. This time, she lingered a little longer. But before I stuck my tongue into her mouth, she moved away.
Sara: Ok…. time for you to go to work. Where’s your water bottle? I’ll help you fill it up while you change.
By the time I came out, she had cleaned up the table and also got my water ready.
Me: ok…. I’m going off now. Remember to see a doctor.
Sara: ok….. give me your spare keys.
Me: Is this your hideaway from VIvian?
Sara: haha….no….
I told her where the keys were.
Me: be careful when you meet up with Helen later. Make sure that the witch don’t know.
Sara: yup… I know….
Me: keep me updated ok?
Sara: oh my god. You are so naggy…. haha….
With that, she leaned forward and kiss me on my lips for the 3rd time this morning. This time, my arms automatically went around her waist, pulling her closer. Our tongues met French passionately. Instantly my manhood started to have a reaction.
She must have felt it brushed against her thigh as she pulled away from me.
Me: sorry…. I mean… .I didn’t mean it….
Sara: I know…. sorry…. I am not ready…. not yet…. but give me some time ok?
I nodded and she passed me the water bottle.
Sara: Drive safe. See you later.
With that, I made my way out of the house.
As I ferried passengers around, I had a feeling that her plan would not work. Firstly, Vivian knew who I was. She did not showed the least interest in me. Secondly, I would feel awkward to behave intimately with Vivian in front of Sara. I decided that I would change her plan.
At 10am, I dropped off my last passenger at Raffles Place. I had made enough to cover my rental. Finding a quiet spot along Chinatown area, I called Sara.
Me: Hi… where are you?
Sara: I just finished with the doctor. I am going home now.
Me: what time are you meeting Helen?
Sara: 4pm.
Me: Where?
Sara: MBS.
Me: ok. I’ll pick you at your place at 11am. We’ll need to talk.
We hung up and I called my friend Don.
Don was my buddy in the army and we had survived the jungle in Brunei together. Since then, we had kept in touch and just like myself, he is not married, but doing much better than me.
He used to do some betting stuffs when he was younger and made some money. He had since stopped those opportunities and had invested his earnings into some F&B businesses and is making enough money not to work currently.
He is suave and good looking and had changed girlfriends more than I could count the coins in my pocket. However, he still remained a good buddy and would be always willing to lend a helping hand.
I called his number and after 8 rings, he sleepily picked up the phone.
Me: Hello Don….
Don: bro… so early call me for what….. I am still sleeping.
Me: wake up… I need your help….
Don: about what? You Strike 4D and want me to help you spend the money?…..
I ignored his jibe.
Me: Seriously, I need your help. I’ll pick you in 30mins outside your condo.
Don: You sound serious. what is it?
Me: tell you later.
I hung up and hoped that he would be able to lend a hand.
30mins later, he came down dressed in a Polo Tshirt and berms with an expensive moccasin. His hair was gel up nicely.
Don: Bro…. You gave me so little time that you are scaring me. What is it?
I started to drive over to Sara’s place and told him the story about Sara’s step mum. He listened quietly until I finished.
Don: Are you pulling my leg? This sounds like drama serial. How can someone be so powerful?
Me: I dont know. That’s why we need your help to get the information from Vivian.
Don: Vivian? I thought it was Helen?
I told him briefly about Vivian.
Don: Eh…. I prefer Helen. She sounds prettier.
Me: Yah…. and if the witch catch you with Helen, she will cut off your cock.
Don: You really think that will happen?
Me: yes. She will if she catches you.
Don: then better not. Maybe I can go after the witch…..
Me: you can try….. maybe she likes a young rod…..
Don: no thanks…. you keep “it”….
We both laughed.
Soon we arrived at Sara carpark and we waited for her.
I looked at my phone and texted Sara if she was ready. Suddenly Don nudged me.
Don: bro…. check out that chick in the floral dress man…… I’ll fuck her if I had the chance…..
I was still typing my message.
Don: Oei! she is coming this way….. quick….. Super nice long legs! My type.
I looked up in the general direction that he was looking and scrowled at him.
Me: KNN lah….. that’s my girl….
He looked at me disbelieving me.
Don: bro…. Dont talk cock lah….. How can it be possible. See every pretty girl also you say she is yours. Look at your tummy now. You think she likes Santa?
Me: Yah…. she likes Santa…. because she is my reindeer. Happy?
He rolled his eyes at me.
Sara walked over to the side of my taxi and looked surprised when she saw Don on the front seat.
Don: Fuck! you are serious.
I did not respond as she opened the back passenger door and got it.
Sara: Hi… dear….errrm…. who is this?
I introduced Don to her and he still had this stupid look on his face. Fortunately she did not see it.
Don: lucky prick.
He said softly and it was directed to me, but she heard it.
Sara: Excuse me?
Don: oh! hi…. nice to meet you sister…..
I quickly intervene and started to drive off.
long the way, I filled her up about Don and my thoughts. She did not disagree.
I drove to Rochester because it is quieter and we needed some place to speak properly.
As we got off, Sara walked first and Don held me back.
Don: bro…. your girl, damn “weee….whit”…… congrats man!
Me: stop lusting after her and get serious….
Don: ok…. ok…. I’ll try….
We got seated and started our discussion. Intitially he was hesitant, but when she showed him a photo of Vivian, he agreed immediately.
Don: not bad….. ok…. I’ll do it….
Sara looked at me with doubts in her eyes. I just nodded at her.
I knew what her concerns were. Don seemed like a simple minded person, but that’s his outer shell. Underneath that happy go lucky attitute, he is a street smart guy. I trusted him fully with this assignment.
Don: ok…. tell me more about her example like her personality, the type of guys she always spoke about, her romantic thoughts.
I already told him my shallow knowledge of Vivian but Sara knows lots of stuffs that I do not. AFter all, they had spent much time together.
He listened attentively and when she is done, he just nodded quietly, building a picture of Vivian in his mind. Finally after a while, he spoke.
Don: Ok. How long are you giving me?
Just before Sara or myself could answer, Sara’s phone vibrated and then followed by mine.
She picked it up and scrowled her forehead.
Sara: Helen is not meeting me today.
Me: Did she say anything else?
Sara: Nope.
It was my turn to scrowl.
Me: She asked me to meet her alone.
Sara: What?! I’ll come with you.
Me: no. She emphasize alone.
I showed her the text.
Sara: what does she wants?
Her question is not directed to me but to herself.
Don looked at us.
Don: hey…. so how long do I have?
Sara & me: 1 week!
We replied together without prior consultation to each other. After we blurted out the reply, we looked at each other. Primal instincts told us that Helen had some news to tell us about Lucy, and it was important.
Because she did not want Sara to be present, made it seemed to be more urgent.
Don: errm…. ok….. did you 2 decided that before hand?
we kept quiet and finished our coffee before I send Don back. Sara gave him Vivian’s working address and he said that he will start to work on it.
Just before he left, he stuck his head into the window that I had opened.
Don: so bro, what do I get once the job is done?
Me: you are rich. Surely you do not expect monetary gains.
Don: maybe Sara, you can give me a kiss.
Me: get lost….
Don: haha…. joking bro…. ok…. I’ll let you know once there is any updates from me…..
I started to drive.
Sara: He is right. why will Don help me?
Me: because you are my girl friend and he is my buddy…..
Sara: but there is no reason for him.
Me: 3 things…. first, he does not have much to do now that he do not need to work….passive income.
She did not seem convinced.
Me: secondly, he likes a challenge. and thirdly, he will get to fuck Vivian.
I put it curtly to her.
Sara: what makes you so sure?
Me: dear, when Don gets into a relationship, he does not leave any holes unexplored.
She rolled her eyes and kept quiet.
Sara: so, where are you meeting Helen?
Me: she said she will pick me under my block.
Sara: ok. Send me home then.
After I dropped her off, I returned my taxi as I was not sure how long the meeting will take, before making my way back home.
I did not have to wait long. A black S class drove into my carpark. Immediately I knew it was her.
Mathew was driving and he gestured me into the back seat. I was a little surprised that he was present as well because I thought Helen was meeting me alone.
She greeted me and Matthew started to drive. She did not speak but passed me her phone. There was a picture of a 50 plus year old guy.
Although he was not hideous looking, but he is fat. Really fat. At least 120kg.
Me: who is this?
Helen: I’ll tell you later.
She clam up after that and looked out the window, a clear sign of not wanting to engage.
Matthew drove us to Jurong Hill and Helen gestured me to get off.
Matthew: you have 10 mins.
Helen nodded.
She got out from the car and walked to the bottom of the steps leading to the building. I followed.
She was waiting for me and did not proceed further.
Me: who is the guy?
Helen: Lucy wants Sara to marry the guy.
Me: what?! how?! why?!
Helen: dont ask me. Apparently she is still not satisfied.
Me: why now?
Helen: because she had seen Sara. And Sara reminded her of Sara’s mum
Me: impossible. How can she make sara marry someone if she does not want to?!
I have so many questions. This is impossible.
Helen: you had seen her. Do you think Lucy cannot do it? She will have a way.
She looked away before adding.
Helen: no body can say no to Lucy.
Me: wait…. then why are you here to inform me? what should I do?
Helen: I am not here to inform you. This is a threat from Lucy. That is why Matthew is here as well.
She gestured to the car.
Me: I do not understand! Am I supposed to grab Sara and run?
Helen: dont even try. She will find you. She has her means.
Me: no she wont. She is not that powerful.
Helen: You should know that Lucy was no one when she married Wayne. Think about the possibilites about how she got him to listen to her now.
I kept quiet and pondered over my alternatives.
Helen: She asked me her to give you a choice.
Me: what choice?
Helen looked at me. I noticed a tinged of sadness when she spoke.
Helen: The choice is that, someone needs to be fucked. Either you get Sara to agree to be fucked by Mathew, or you will fuck me.
Me: what?!
This does not make sense at all. Why would Lucy wants me to fuck Helen, her daughter?
Helen: Sam…..
Me: No! wait! why would she wants to offer you to me?! It doesnt make sense.
Matthew got out the car. His bulky built made the S class seemed small. He looked at us and pointed at his watch, indicating to Helen that she need to finish off with me.
She nodded and turn around to face me directly.
Helen: Listen. Everyone is a pawn to Lucy. No one is indepensible. You have 10 seconds to make your decision. Quick. Once Matthew comes over, it is as good as over. She will get Sara to marry the old guy.
She started counting.
There is no way that I would let Sara marry the guy. Even less so to be fucked by Matthew. I had seen how rough he is. Once he is done with her, I am sure she would be broken, both body and soul.
Helen: 7
There is only 1 choice left. I was very sure that Lucy would know that I would pick that choice as well.
Helen: 6
But it does not make sense.
Helen: 5
Surely there is a hidden catch.
Helen: 4
But given the constraints of time, I could not think of the plans that Lucy had.
Helen: 3
I was sure that I was manupilated into this situation.
Helen: 2
I guessed I have to fuck Helen.
Helen: 1
I heard Matthew footsteps.
Me: I choose you…..
Matthew laughed, obviously he was within earshot.
Matthew: haha. good. I’ll let Lucy know about this.
Matthew: your choice starts now.
We got in, but Helen took the wheels. Matthew sat besides me, occupying almost more than half the back seat and started to fill me up in the details of my choice.
Matthew: Firstly, you cannot let Sara know.
Me: why?
He ignored me and continued.
Matthew: secondly, the whole ideal last 2 days. You will be her sex slave for these 2 days.
Me: what?!
Again I was ignored.
MAtthew: And I will be present all these while. hahaha….
Me: wait….wait….. wait….. all these does not make sense to me. why….
Matthew: shut up Sam…. one more word from you and I’ll report to Lucy that I will get to fuck Sara instead. I never forget her creamy pair of boobs.
He licked his lips as he imagined the scenario.
With disgust, I turned away.
Matthew: give me your phone.
I knew I had no other choice.
Me: I need to let Sara know that I will be away for 2 days. If not she will look for me.
Matthew: Lucy will some how inform her. You do not need to worry.
He put my phone into his pocket.
After that, he crossed his hands and looked out the other way.
I thought about the whole crazy scenario. What had I gotten myself into. From a weird dream, to this whole Lucy mess. Perhaps this would also be a dream and I would wake up from it soon.
All these while, I did not concentrate on where we were. When I realized, Helen had drove the car to the entrance of Rasa Sentosa.
The room was already booked as Matthew led us directly to a suite.
He opened the door and ushered us in. Helen and myself stood in the middle of the room.
Matthew: Helen, strip.
Helen: can you leave the room?
Matthew: haha…. no…. you know the orders….
Helen: No…I can’t do it with you here….
Matthew: Are you intending to betray Lucy’s order? You know what will happen.
Helen: in that case, can you go out for 5 mins? At least let me get in the mood.
He looked her up and down and his eyes lingered on her breasts.
I had not come to notice her dressing all this while. I was more interested in what she had to say and once the choices came across, everything was in a mess for me.
Although she was wearing a short sleeve blouse and shorts, but her white top was a little translucent and you could see her C cups resting on the black bra that she was wearing.
He licked his lips.
Matthew: Let me consider…. haha…..
To her credit, Helen was not begging him. In fact, she had a poker face and I could not read what she was thinking.
He deliberately took his time. He poured himself a glass of water and gulp noisily down.
Matthew: if you want me to leave the room, then I want to get involve in the action….. haha….
Without even consider, she gave him the finger. Obviously those 2 were not on good terms.
Helen: Fine. Stay if you want. But if you touch me, I’ll kill you.
Matthew: haha…..
he laughed again, but this time uneasily.
Matthew: I wont. I’ll just do what I was supposed to do. I wont touch you. Dont worry.
With that, he pulled out the seat from the dressing table. I wondered what his role was.
Helen took out a packet of condom and handed to me.
Helen: we can start…..
Helen had a pretty face and with her long hair, could easily pass off as a model. But now, she is not romantically linked to me. She is just following orders.
There was no sexy music. No champange. She was just straight forward and to the point.
She took off her top in a businesslike manner clad in just her black lacy bra. Her boobs jiggled as she moved her hands to the back of her bra and unclasped it.
Her breasts were now fully exposed in front of me. They were not massive but nice looking C Cups with her brown aerola ending in 2 inverted nipples. Her waist was no more than 24 inch.
She bend down and removed her shorts and thongs at the same time. I was sure she had shaven just to prepare for this task.
She stood there wIth almost a perfect figure, hands crossed under her boobs, but not covering up anything. instantly I had a hardon just by looking at her.
Helen: sam…. remove your clothes.
I hesitated and looked at Matthew. She took a sideways glance at him and then back at me again.
Helen: ignore him. I am already naked…. you dont have to be shy… ok… come….
She reached out and held my hand, leading me to the bed and we sat on the edge. I just sat there like a mannequin. My erection had now gone soft.
She took my hand and guided me to her breast. My palm rested limply on them. She squeezed my hand and in turn my hand squeezed her breasts. I could feel her nipples getting erected.
At the same time, she lean forward to kiss me full on my lips. Soon, I felt her tongue probing into my mouth.
I casted Matthew presence aside and started to knead her boobs, playing with them. She pushed me gently down on the bed removing both my top and bottom in the process.
As we continued to french kiss, my hands started to wonder as well. I traced my fingers across her smooth skin and I could feel her fingers on my manhood which by now was engorged.
Without speaking, she went down South and took my member in her mouth, licking and sucking me.
As her body was on the bed, I positioned her legs over my head, opening up her pussy to me. I looked up at her vulva and it had been a long time since I last saw one. Although she was not wet, but it looked beautiful to me.
Tentatively, I used the tip of my tongue to touch the little protruding button.
Helen: ummm…..
She moaned softly with my cock in her mouth.
Taking encouragement from that, I started my painting movement on her nether lips.
Helen: ah…..
as my licking got more vigorous, she also provided more suction to my bits.
Slowly, her feminine musk filtered to my nose. I knew she was starting to get wet and I knew it was time. I opened up her petals and used my finger to probe as inners as well.
Helen: aaaah…..aaaaahhhhhhhh…….
She started moaning more audibily and whenever she did that, she released my dick from her mouth.
I could feel the tension building up in her. Her body started to get tense and rigid.
Before I could move, I felt a torrent of her juice came spraying out to my face.
Helen: UUUGHHHHHHH…… UGHHHHHHH………
Not having encountered a squirter before, I stopped whatever I was doing and instinctly pushed her off me. As I sat up and looked at her, she lay besides me still convulsing with her orgasm.
I heard the chair move and Matthew walked over to the bed, peering down at her pussy.
Matthew: wow….. Helen… I didnt know you squirt…..
She continued to eject another stream or so, before calming down.
Helen: get away. I told you that if you touch me, I’ll kill you.
He took a step back.
Matthew: I am not touching you. But you did not say that I can touch myself…. haha….
With that, he pulled down his pants and whipped out his massive erected cock. I looked at it and felt embarrassed suddenly even I was by no means small.
Helen looked at him with pure disgust.
Matthew: you want to try my cock? I am sure you never have had such a huge one before.
Helen: get lost…..
She was firm on her reply and never once looked at his dick. He retreated back to the chair and she turned back to me. My cock had once again gone soft from the embarassment against the competition.
Even with her fingers playing with my nut sack and my pole, they remained in a state of slumber.
Matthew: hahaha……
She frowned and thought about it.
Helen: put your thing away and keep your mouth quiet.
Matthew: haha…. ok… if you say so….
He wore his pants.