I replied “anything is fine”
Knowing that I am going to do battle later, I thought that I better be more zen and do some meditation. The goal of meditation was to calm my mind so that I could have an enhanced sense of tranquillity and situational awareness. I was looking for a place to meditate for 15 to 20 minutes before Johnson returned home.
As Jenny was busy with household chores of cleaning the tables, wiping the sofa, etc. She has also cleaned Peter’s room. She is a very efficient maid. I thought I could just check with XX on whether I could use the study room for some quiet moments.
I approached XX who was in the Master bedroom. I knocked on her door which was actually left ajar.
M: Hi Good morning.
XX: You are early… (She was in the toilet and about to come out as I hear the sound of unlocking of the toilet door)
M: Hi… (I saw XX when she came out of the toilet. She had bathed and was in her nightgown of which I can clearly see her breast. Her nightgown was a semi see through.
XX: You want to use the toilet is it?
M: erh… I just used the toilet outside just now.
XX: Next time, you can use the Master Bedroom toilet whenever Johnson is not around.
M: Thanks. Can I use the spare room to masturbate, I mean meditate?
XX: (smiling away). Don’t be so shy. I have some porn calendar in the toilet and you can do it inside there. I understand.
M: Sorry,… I …
XX: Ok lah, whatever. Feel free to use Peter’s room too.
M: Thank you (all the time, my eyes were glued to her blossom and she seemed to be aware but did not cover up.)
I went into Peter’s room and quickly sat down and close my eyes to dispel all sexual thoughts though I was having a hard on.
I sat down in a lotus position and tried to throw out the many thoughts that come to my mind. Within the next 10 minutes, I was able to release all my tensions to bring my body and mind to a state of peace. This relaxation has allow me to focus my thoughts to be positive and reflect on my actions, my learning and very soon, it was already 30 minutes.
There was a knock on the door and Johnson opened the door and asked, “Hey young man, no need to be so stress lah. Come and have your breakfast.”
I opened my eye, thanked him for the breakfast and left the room with him to the dining table to have breakfast.
At the table, I saw pork porridge, roti prate and vegetarian fried bee hoon with some cabbage. I opted for veg meal as I was quite a fat boy, not knowing that carbohydrates intake would actually cause me to grow even more horizontally.
I caught a glimpse of Jenny and XX talking at a corner. Jenny has put on a nice blouse and a pair of three quarter pants while XX wore a blouse without bra that showed her firm side boobs and a nice dress with a high slit that left nothing to imagination that she is pantyless. My little cock immediately sprang into action upon seeing XX fabulous dressing.
While I was eating, Johnson said that Joseph and his son John would be defeated by his high skills.
Johnson: I think Joseph and John would have to pawn their underwear after they have lost the chess game later.
XX: Don’t be over confident. Joseph is a very good chess player and I am sure his son will be his equal.
Johnson: Never fear. Joseph is a worthless guy and he could only talk big. I doubt his son is of any worth too. Besides, I have you with me. When they see you, they would lose their focus on the game. You see, even our young yogi (referring to me) has his cock saluting you even after practising what he called meditation. I think he probably masturbated at your image just now.
XX: You very bad… kept teasing me and M. He is a good boy ok.
Johnson: Let us just relax a bit and we will thrashed them later. M, are you ready to win?
M: I will do my best.
Johnson: If I win, I won’t forget to reward you.
XX: Have confidence in yourself. M, you are a good chess player. You stand a chance to defeat them.
M: (smiling)
XX: We will celebrate together when you win ok.
M: OK XX. The opponent is no easy pushover. Johnson and I will have to be careful in our moves later.
After relaxing for the next one hour or so, the door-bell rang… Ting Tong….
Jenny opened the door and Joseph, John and Joseph’s wife, Ginger came in. Joseph has a please punch me face and his son, John was actually my senior in school. I remembered him because when I was in Sec 1, he was already in Sec 4 and was the school ruby player and was popular.
I knew that he subsequently got in to a famous Junior College (JC) but didn’t do well enough to get into a course in university of his choice. He continued to return to school to give motivational talks to the rest of the students and shared his life story in school. I didn’t know that he can play chess as most sportsmen are not good chess players based on my narrow stereotyping of people.
The men had a drink and chatted about some of the latest gossips relating to women and liberation of women. Ginger looked young, something like late 20s or early 30s and true enough, she was actually the second wife to Joseph. Ginger smiled warmly when she exchanged greetings with people and she was dressed in a polka dot dress, kitten heels and had a nice necklace with some small diamonds on them.
These are signs that Joseph was doing very well in his business and prospering.
Johnson seemed very impressed with Joseph’s achievements and very soon, he forgot about the need to win Joseph. After all, Joseph said that he has many good contacts and he would help to take care of Johnson’s welfare in business. After about 30 minutes of chatting and drinks, Joseph said that he would like his son to represent him to play against Johnson. Johnson accepted the challenge and in no time, all of us were surrounding the 2 men, battling each other to the death.
The table was covered by a long and neat flower pattern table cloth. John was seated between Joseph and me while Johnson was flanked by XX and Ginger, the two pretty women. All the while, Ginger was making eye contact with me while the 2 men, Johnson and Joseph had a warm up match.
Some background info about me. I was raised by my late grandmother who was quite an accomplished face and palm reader. She was self-taught and got the skills after she woke up from a comma as a result from an attack by a Japanese soldier during the 2nd world war in Malacca. I shall not relate the full story of who she got the skills and what she saw in her comma. Many villagers visited her for advice while she was in her middle age.
When I was a small boy around 7 to 8 years old, she trained me in the art of identifying people who would have affinity with me and those who would turn devious. I was also taught how to read some simple fortune such as whether one would be successful in life, have good career, etc.. but not predicting 4D or TOTO. From the face reading, I can tell that Ginger has a strong affinity towards me and the relationship between Johnson and Joseph were devious in nature. John is another person who would become a trouble to my life, though I could take actions to correct it.
In the chess match, John and Joseph would counsel each other and I could hear them speak. I decided not to intervene to help Johnny as it was a warm up match. The combination of the two men proved to be a formidable foe for Johnny and they quickly defeated him. Johnny protested.
Johnny: Hey,,, not fair, Two Against One
Joseph: I make it fair for you lah.. If I lose, I introduce you to an African Ruler who has good lobang for your business and you can buy exotic birds from him. If you lose, I get to help you service XX for a week loh…
Johnny: Like that you consider as fair meh…? XX was obviously disgusted with Joseph and I couldn’t tahan his halitosis too.
Joseph: Then you tell me how to make it fair to you? I get my son to service XX also. He young man, can take 4 days. I take 3 days is good enough. Swee boh?
Johnny: Nonsense… If I win, I want the African ruler contact, air travel there with Ginger accompanying me for the week. Cannot 1 vs 2. We do 2 vs in the chess game. First game, we do a one to one match, you and me. Second match, would be any combination of 2 vs 1 or 2 vs 2 up to us.
Joseph: Shut up and let us get started.
Joseph defeated Johnny narrowly in the first match. Johnny asked for some time break for drinks and re-charging. XX came to speak with me that I mustn’t lose in the second match. She doesn’t want Joseph and John who were now opening lusting after her.
I told her not to worry. I can defeat Joseph, though I am not confident about John.
In the second match, it was me against Joseph. Being familiar with Joseph’s moves, I deployed ping feng ma strategy to counter him and forced him into a defensive position.
When John returned from his long toilet break, he could only helped his dad to stay on the game longer but couldn’t reverse his fortune. I won the second match. Hooray… XX hugged me after I check mate Joseph and put him his king on the guillotine.
XX hugged me and gave me a peak on my chin. I could feel the tenderness of her swinging breast and that was the best hug for the morning. I could see that Ginger was getting very worried on how the game would turn out.
While the rest of the people get their drinks and relax a little before the final third match, Ginger approached me.
Ginger: Can you do me a favour, please…?
M: What can I do for you?
Ginger: I don’t want to sleep with Johnson. Can you not win?
M: hur… How can I betray XX and Johnson…?
Ginger: If you don’t win, I will personally reward you with something special. She used her hands to caress my chest in a suggestive way.
M: I acted in a nonchalant way. The final match is about to begin (I saw John getting himself ready).
I smiled at Ginger before starting the game. Knowing that John is an expert chess player who would plan at least 3 steps in advance, I decided to employ the technique of first defence, then attack – Fei Xiang Ju stance.
During the start of the game, I can feel the toes of a woman rubbing on my tights (I was wearing a loose pair of shorts) under the table. I can see Ginger making eye contact with me and occasionally showed me her tongue savouring her red lips.
The game proceeded cautiously with no clear winner and merely exchanged of pawns. John started becoming more aggressive as the game was more or less a stalemate.
Ah.. ha.. I managed to set a trap to kill his chariot and trapped his cavalry. From the looks of his face, I can tell that he felt misplaced, more haste, less speed.
At that moment, Ginger unbuttoned the top three buttons and I can now peep at her breasts easily especially when she angled herself to show off her assets to me. I knew that she had an affinity to me and I knew that I shouldn’t let her down. I guessed my success against John was partly helped by the liberal dressing put up by XX as both father and son were distracted by her as she showed off more of her legs.
What should I do? Should I go full force to demolish John? Did I have an unfair advantage against John?
I can feel that Ginger was crying out to me, desperately trying to connect with me, telling me not to condemn her to be with a brute like Johnson.
I decided to give some chance to John and create a bit of goodwill with him. I made a few useless moves so that he could recover but his hopes of winning me were slim.
Johnson quickly intervened, trying to seize the opportunity of strength. However, he made a careless mistake and lost two cannons. I took over and decided to adopt a defensive stance and this was probably the longest game I played. After 30 minutes when there was no winner, it would be declared as a draw. I was happy to make this game a draw so that there would be no winners and losers.
When the game was reaching almost the end of the time provided, John tried to sneak an attack but was routed. He probably knew that I was no easy pushover and declared that the game has to end as a draw because his advantage over me was just too little to be decisive, given the time allocated.
Johnson reluctantly accepted that the game was a draw.
XX hugged me after the game and Ginger nodded her head acknowledging that I had provided a way out for her. Johnson couldn’t blame me as he was the one who caused the last match to end in a draw.
A wonderful outcome for both Ginger and XX. I felt that both ladies were very grateful to me and I won much favour from them. Ginger gave me her name card containing her pager number and business address on a piece of written paper before leaving. John also gave me his pager number.
This was the beginning of an interesting journey where the rewards of passionate affection was determined in Heaven.
After the chess match, Johnson and Joseph have made up in their relationship as Joseph promised Johnson an introduction to a business tycoon in Indonesia.
They discussed and decided that they will visit the tycoon (can’t remember his Indonesian name now). I think just call him Roger. The trip was planned and they would travel on the coming Wednesday and be back on Sunday. Ginger and John invited me to join them with all expenses paid. Ginger would also be travelling there.
I told my mom a cock and bull story about going on a hiking trip overseas and she was again happy for me to go. During the trip, John and I catch up on the school happenings while Ginger sat alone. John knew that I had deliberately given him chance during the chess game and as an appreciation, he gave me a swiss army knife and his laser pointer pen. I guessed in the past, it was not a problem to bring swiss army knife on board the aeroplane.
Johnson and Joseph sat together and the two of them have now become best of friends. As we are going to Indonesia, Ginger dressed very conservatively but she was wearing her 5 inch CFM heels.
When we reached Indonesia, we travelled straight to the 5 star hotel. Johnson shared a room with me, John has his own room and Joseph and Ginger stayed together. We made small talks after dinner and the next day, we would be hosting lunch for Roger and his colleagues at the hotel.
Roger came with his colleagues (aka 3 male body guards, 1 female body guard that looked like a model and has a driver. Two of the body guards drove another car while one of the male guard rode a bike) Only the female body guard travelled with him in the car.
From the facial look of Roger, I knew that this guy is not a simple man but his virtue was his generosity. The better you treated him, the more he will return the kindness. I urged Johnson not to be stingy during lunch in terms of ordering food and drinks.
Somehow, I felt that Ginger don’t seemed to be close to me anymore and has casually forgotten my kindness to her. The stance that she played on me was destroying the bridge after crossing the river. Anyway, I am not Andy Lau or Leon Lai calibre and I can’t expect women to treat me as God’s gift to them. I didn’t ask her for my reward in helping to fulfil her desire on how she wanted the chess game to turn out. I decided that I was merely doing a good deed and shouldn’t expect any reward.
Lunch was uneventful and Roger was quite happy with Johnson. Johnson being very happy decided that I would be a hindrance if he decide to bring a gal back to hotel and decided to buy me the cheapest single room which was tucked at a corner.
In the meantime, I tried to chat with the female body guard but she ignored me. I can tell that she was muscular, tall, had short hair and very slim. From her facial features, I knew that she was not pure Indonesian but mixed with Ang Mo blood. Johnson, John and Joseph were invited to Roger’s office for a meeting and a men outing after the meeting. Hence, Ginger and I were left out.
Ginger knew that the guys would be up to some mischief but accepted it as part and parcel of men to men entertainment. While the guys were out for their meeting which would take the whole day and probably night, she invited me to join her for shopping. I had a hunch that it would not be lucky to travel outside of the hotel today but she ignored my advice. Besides that, my analysis that Roger needing so many body guards was a clear indication that we were residing in an unfriendly neighbourhood.
Ginger dolled herself up, put on a decent blouse and a skirt that revealed some parts of her gorgeous milky white slender legs and she looked really pretty with the face of an angel. I really wished that I could have her when I saw her. I felt that my heart was pumping out to greet her. I decided to carry along a laser pointer and my swiss army knife that John gave me because I don’t have much belongings let alone toys. At the shopping centre, she bought a few pieces of clothes and a new pair of shoes. We have a short conversation.
Ginger: Thank you for helping me at the chess game.
M: Yes, I knew that the game was important to you.
Ginger: I want to reward you well. Tell me what do you fancy in the shopping centre and if it is not extravagant, I will buy it for you.
M: I didn’t help you expecting rewards. My needs are simple and I could just made do with what I have. No need for more material things.
Ginger: (Smile). Still thank you very much. Will invite you for a good lunch/ dinner when we are back in Singapore as I don’t really like Indonesian food.
M: Will be happy to enjoy a meal with you. No need expensive food.
It was already 6pm and the sky was getting dark. We lost track of the time spent window shopping and buying a few useless items to give people as gifts. There was no taxi and Ginger decided that we could walk back. I told her that with her heels, it would not be easy to walk long distance. She laughed and said that she was a school champion ballet dancer and she has always danced with high heels.
As we walked back to the hotel cutting across a fairly deserted alley, a guy approached us and said in Bahasa Indonesia, hey pretty and seize her arm. I didn’t realise that there was a tear on her dress earlier and her smooth thighs were prominently exposed.
I pleaded to the guy to let her go and let us get through only to be met with a punch on my fat round tummy.
Another 2 more dark and fierce looking Indonesian guys appeared. I shall name them R1, R2 and R3.
R2: A hot honey like you surely knows how to make a few cocks happy.
R1: Shut up and cooperate or I will rub your pretty face against the coarse tar road so that you will be able to compete for the ugliest women in the reverse beauty contest.
R3: Are you ready to fuck?
Ginger: Let me go… You can have my belongings and money.
R1: We will take everything and we will also take you to wonderland.
Ginger snapped and tried to escape but she was no match for these men.
I recovered from the punch, thanks to the thick fats around my belly. My name M stands for Manly Fats.
I pushed R2 away and held Ginger’s hand and ran. However, she sprained her ankle as she was on high heels and could not run. Very quickly, the guys caught up with us and I was given one blow after another. Within a minute, I was down and all I could hear was the guys laughing and Ginger screaming for help without avail. Could only look at her lying on the floor, catching my breath.
Vaguely, I saw the guys dragging her by her pretty hair, shouting - let us fuck up this Chinese bitch and teach her some manners. Despite Ginger’s resistane, the guys were tore her clothes and were teasing her and rubbing her exposed clit.
R1: Chinese bitch is damned nice. This is a real beauty. Slut, you better cooperate.
Ginger: (knowing that there is no escape) Please don’t hurt me, I will cooperate with you guys.
R2: So fast want to fuck already. (Feeling her hairless pussy) You are damn wet. I knew you were looking for guys to give you a good fuck.
R3: Give me a blowjob (immediately, his cock plunged into her pretty mouth with red lipstick, perfect for blowjobs)
R1: Took the opportunity to plunge his cock into her pussy and began fucking her rigorously.
R2: Shot sperm on her breast (he must have been doing self service)
Ginger seemed frozen, scared and was shaking in shock with three unshaven men and 6 filthy hands touching her all over including pinching her nipples roughly. Very often, they would change position and she would be sandwiched between their hairy and smelly dirty bodies.
R1: You have a boyfriend? You dressed like a damn whore. That small fat guy cannot be your boyfriend right?
Ginger: Yes, I am engaged.
R2: Bitch, call yourself a whore, a Chinese slut and a bitch who wants to find men to fuck.
R3: Bitch, we are loosening your pussy for you. Quickly thank all of us properly.
Ginger: I am a bitch, a whore and a slut. Thank you for fucking me many many times.
R1: I bet you never thought that you will come here to be ganged fuck and you are enjoying it. Your pussy was super wet. If there were more men, you would have begged for more cock right?