Karen held onto my hand, it was cold, yet her skin felt so soft. She pulled my hand to her face, and she leaned against it. She suddenly had tears in rolling off her cheek. She started sharing with me that she and her husband had not been together physically for almost 3 years now. He has been suffering from diabetes for quite a while and his condition has affected his sexual performance. Even though he went to many doctors and other means, he could not find a solution for his problem. Karen had tried to be supportive, but her husband was probably very ashamed for his condition thus she felt he has been avoiding her, intimately. Tonight, was the first time in the past 3 years that she felt the warmth and comfort of another man. She felt like she is suffering the fate of a widow while her husband is still alive. I didn’t know what to do or say, so I did what I felt I should do. I pulled her close to my chest and held her tight in my arm. I honestly felt sorry for her, suffering like this at this young age. I also realize that wealth is not everything when you cannot buy love and happiness with all the riches in the world. All Karen wanted was someone to love her, to keep her company when she is lonely.
Karen then pulled my hand and asked me to hold her tighter. I hugged her even closer, so close that I can sense her heart beat. We did nothing but stayed in that position for almost 5 minutes and more. Then she suddenly got up and apologized for being emotional and spoiling the dinner. I told her its ok and told her to not think about it too much. Looking at the time, I realized it was almost 11pm so I told her I should be going, and she should rest early. She smiled and wiped the tears off her face, she called one of the maid to arrange for the driver to send me home. Just before I took my leave, she asked if its ok to have my number and I agreed. On my way back in the car, I felt the sadness that Karen has been suffering. Then I received a text from her, she thanked me for a great night and for listening to her. She even asked if its ok if we meet again, that was like a dream come true for me. We exchanged a lot of texts that night, I was trying to encourage her and all. But I truly felt a connection between us after that night. Karen left Singapore a week later, we had another dinner just before she left but nothing else happened. From time to time, I will receive a text message from her and it warmed my heart every time I see a message from her.
Soon, the holiday was over, and I can only do my part-time job over the weekend but unable to commit the long hours. Karen came back to Singapore more frequently after that and every time she came back, we would meet up at least once. We never met anywhere privately but we grew closer every time we meet. I cannot explain it but somehow, I felt that there was a special connection between us. I can really talk to her with comfort and I have become Karen’s avid listener to her problems and all. Then 2 months since we first met, she must have made her way back to SG for the 10th time. On that time, she messaged me to meet her at the café outside the hotel she was staying which was right in the centre of town. She said she wanted to give me a surprise. So, puzzled at what surprise she was referring to, I reached the destination right on the dot and there she was. No one else was with her that day, and she led me to the hotel lift and saw her pressing the hotel guest special floor. I knew that is not the hotel room and it got me more excited to find out what surprise she was referring to. The lift door opened, and it was the reception of a spa! She said she had booked a massage and therapy session for us, but she assured me not to think too much as the session will be conducted in separate rooms. Can’t say I wasn’t disappointed when she said that, and I think I had a disappointed look on my face, she slapped me on my arm and said I think too much. After registering me in, we were led to the very last corner of the spa where we both went into our individual room separately. However, the room was not separated from ceiling to floor, instead, there was a big gap close to the ceiling where I can hear what’s going on the other side. We were told to change out of our clothes and just be wrapped in the towels provided. It was a very quiet place, so I could hear what went on in the other side of the room. I could hear Karen taking off the belt to her shorts, and the sound of her taking off her clothes. My imagination was running wild and I honestly was getting an erection thinking about that. Then there was a knock on my door and my masseur asked if I was ready, realized that I haven’t undress, I told her to give me another 5 minutes. I could hear Karen laughing on the other side and she said don’t try anything hanky panky because she can hear. I laughed but with no other response, I hurried out of my clothes and told the masseur that I was ready. I never had a massage before and it was a fantastic session. It was soothing and relaxing, right amount of strength on my aching body. Then before I knew it, I must have fallen asleep and the 90 minute session was over. The masseur packed up her things and said I can go to the back of the room, the spa is ready on that side. I woke up, still in my sleepy state, and thank her. I put on my towel and opened the door at the back of the room, there was a huge area with high walls but exposed ceiling. There was huge jacuzzi in the middle of it. Again, I never tried jacuzzi before so I excited took of my towel and went in the pool butt naked. As the jacuzzi pool was already in motion, the bubbles was quite fun and the water had some nice lavender smell to it. Then as I was exploring around the pool area, I noticed something else. This pool area has access not just to my side of the room, but to Karen’s too!! Wait! Does that mean…
Before I can finish my thought, Karen’s side door opened and there she was. My goddess had just finished her session as well, and she was also in her towel. I really don’t know what is going to happen, I took a big gulp of my saliva as she walked towards me. She bend down and her face was right in front of me, it was so close I can feel the air coming from her breath. She asked if she can join me and I could only stared at her in disbelief. Is this a joke? Is she going to trick me into saying yes then slap me on my arm again like just now at the reception? Then she stood up, her hands moved away from joined part of her towel and it dropped to the floor. She was stark naked, like not even a strand of clothes left on her. I was dumb-folded and didn’t know how to respond. She slowly made her way to the pool, and seeing a naked woman in real-life for the first time was no joke for me! I instantly had an hard-on but I was still in shock. She came into the water and moved towards me, just as I was finding words to say to her, she placed her finger on my lips. She moved her face close to my ears and whispered these words to me: “Will you make love to me?” She then turned back to the front and began kissing me. Our lips locked and I was engulfed with passion, I couldn’t care that we were at a public area that anyone could have just walked in on us at anytime. I wanted her for so long and have been fantasizing about her for as long as I known her. And now finally, I get to taste the fruit of my dream. Her lips was soft and her body was indeed flawless, just like how I always imagine them to be. She kissed me, hungrily and passionately. She then took the initiative and went down to stroke my manhood under the water. It was my first time someone else apart from myself that touched my manhood and it was a fantastic sensation. She then signaled me to get out of the water and sat by the edge of the jacuzzi. She then knelt in front of me and began going down on me. It was an feeling that is so awesome I cannot find words to express it. I leaned my head back in total comfort, I placed my hand on her head as she continued to move up and down, sucking me and using her tongue to twirl around inside. She then turned her eyes and looked at me, I gave her a look of approval and she smiled. That killer smile. I just can’t take my eyes off her! She suddenly stopped and got up, turned her back towards me and inserted herself on my manhood. That first feeling of insertion was another high for me! She sat down and moved at her own place while I held onto the edge of the pool, trying to balance us and enjoying the sex. She moved and began rocking herself front and back, the water in the pool was splashing out because of her movement. I think I have a good size for my manhood and it felt tight in her, but in a good way. Then with 1 hand grabbing onto the ledge, my other hand went for her breast and I gave a good squeeze. She was already moaning loudly before that and with that squeeze, she literally screamed. And all these excitement really got me going, and soon I felt that urge to come and told her I am coming. But instead of jumping off me, she told me to cum in her and without thinking twice, I let out a huge grunt and shot my load inside her with satisfaction and huge sense of accomplishment! She quivered with my ejaculation, she grabbed onto her breast as well as she came at the same time. I collapsed onto her back in exhaustion. She cheekily laughed and said good job for a first time. We then slipped back into the water as she leaned her back against me and I hugged her from behind. It was truly a magical moment and I wished that time would stop right there.
*To be continued*
I think I am in love, or at least I think that’s what it feels like to be in love. I cannot stop thinking of Karen, she is in my mind. She is everywhere I go, the smell of her hair and her killer smile, it is everywhere. I kept checking my phone for her message, if I don’t get a message after my class or more than a few hours, I start getting uneasy and even a little irritated. But when I see her, all that negativity just dispersed, and I was just so happy to be around her. We started our affairs after that day at the spa, usually we would just meet up causally with her son and maid along. There wasn’t much sex because of them, but whenever the opportunity arises, we will be going at it like rabbits. She would book rooms at hotels like Ritz Carlton, Capella Sentosa and others high class places. I never had the chance to visit these places, not even during wedding, so it was a real eye opener for me. And when we meet with her entourage tagging along, we would be sitting so close that she will put her hand on my legs under the table. And occasionally, her hands will be sliding up to my groin area. But there was something I wasn’t comfortable with though through this relationship, she would give me allowance every month. And it wasn’t a small amount, it is exactly $5k SGD. Her reason, she didn’t want me to be tired out working part-time and can more time with her. I mean I am very grateful for it, but I can’t help it but feel like a ‘stashee’. But Karen was very nice and respectful to me, she doesn’t act like she owns me because of that. She would ask me about my preference or opinion if it’s an activity that concerns about us. And through her, I also managed to secure my first job at a very respectable firm. Pay was very high, considering that I just graduated. Not to brag but being with her really changed my life around. She altered one of her local condo to my name instead, paid with her own money of course. With now financially stable, I was able to give my family a better life. Forced my mum to stop her baby-sitting and told her to relax at home, engaged a maid to help with the housework. Give my family monthly allowance of about $3000, my dad had his suspicion about the true nature of my work, but I assured him my money is all my ‘hard-earned’ money. I can say life is good to me now since I met Karen.
One day during lunch, I was out with some of my colleagues and I was sitting facing the main door. Then at the corner of the opposite street, I noticed a figure acting rather unusual. Everyone on that street was walking about busily due to lunch, however, this guy just stood there and was just holding up a piece of newspaper facing my side. I can’t help but notice that his focus was on me, perhaps I am thinking too much. I left the café to go back to office, I noticed the guy was also moving in our direction but always keeping a distance. I was getting a little worried, so I told my colleagues that I had to run to Watson to get something which means we will be going different directions. And true enough, the guy was still on my tail! I am very certain right now that this guy is following me but why? I know I didn’t do anything wrong or illegal, neither did I borrow money or owe someone something! With all my courage, I decided to confront him. But just to be on the safe side, I entered to food court where there was a lot of people around and pretended to be buying drinks. He sat down at a nearby table, from the reflection of the drink stall glass, I can see his sight never left me. Then I suddenly came out of the queue and walked towards him in a dash, he was surprised and realized that he has been compromise. He did not try to run but instead, he stood up and we were up face-to-face close. I asked him why he was following me, he didn’t say anything but reached into his bag and pulled out a piece of paper. On the paper, it wrote an address and 4 numbers. Give me 4D ah? Then he said that his boss would like to see me and told me to be at this address tonight at 8pm. Just before he leaves, he warned me not to tell anyone and there will be consequences if I don’t show up. I was quite worried and scared at that point of time, and I have a feeling all this is because of Karen.
I didn’t mention my encounter to anyone, Karen has returned home so I won’t be meeting her that night. Texted my mum I won’t be back for dinner as I had to work OT. Packed up my things as usual and left the office on the dot. I might have looked like business as usual from the surface but inside, I was all jittery and scared. I can’t stop thinking of what is going to happen when I go to that address. Took an Uber ride to the stated address, it was a grand looking private estate in the east side. It had 2 grand looking pillar which was about 2-storey high. As soon as I got off the car, the side gate buzz opened. I walked in, the inside was even more ridiculous. There was at least 2 Bentley, 1 Lamborghini, 3 Mercedes and 1 Jaguar. There is also water fountain and a freaking lift that goes both up and down, which means there’s still space in the basement. Where the hell am i? Who lives here? A guy approaches me and directed me to go by the side to meet whom I suppose is the owner of this place. The side of the house has its own lighted path with beautiful landscaping done. As I approached the end of the wall, I was presented with a black door and on that door, there was digital keypad. Guessing the numbers in the paper is the key to open the door, I proceeded to key in and presto, door opened. But instead of a room, it was a stack of stair leading down. I swear it feels like I’m in some horror movie and every nerve in me is telling me not to proceed further. But since I am already here, and I doubt I will be let off so easily since I am already inside, I decided to go ahead. There was a cool breeze coming from the basement as I descended. The surrounding wall was cold as well, as I approached the end, I saw a guy sitting on the sofa. My gosh, the basement is even more impressive! There’s a gym, pool table, a giant tv with gaming console, I think this must be the game room or something like that. The guy invited me to go over to him and sit down, walking close I realized I was right, it is Karen’s husband. I was mentally prepared that this day will come eventually. I recognized him immediately as his pictures can be seen on some of the financial magazines.
The atmosphere was rather stale, there was some light classical music playing somewhere and it was just the 2 of us there. He got up to the bar counter next to the sofa and asked if I wanted any drink, trying to keep my composure, I told him anything is fine. So, he went behind the counter and pour out a glass of red wine for me. After he handed me the glass, he sat down across from me. He stared at his glass for a moment and then took a few glances at me. There was a folder on the table, he reached for it and then he said:
“I know about you and Karen. To be honest, when I first found out, I was angry. But then I noticed that ever since she met you, there was a glow on her face which I have not seen for a long time. So, I started a tab on her with my own PI and I can tell that she is happy when she is with you. I be honest with you, I have a condition that leaves me unable to sexually satisfy her and I guess that’s the reason why she turned to you instead. She doesn’t know that I have found about your affair and neither does she know about me being in Singapore meeting you today. (*took a long pause and I didn’t know how to respond)
I have been checking on you, well, can tell you are serious with her and not fooling around outside. As a husband, I cannot give you my blessing to sleep around with my wife. However, I am in no position to please her otherwise, so I also won’t ask you to stop seeing her. I only ask that if you are still seeing her, you treat her well and with respect. I love her since the first time I seen her, but heaven really played a big joke on me by giving me this ‘present’. Unless she asks for divorce, I hope to keep her by my side so that I can still see her.
But remember this, I will be watching you! If I ever find out that you are mistreating her or do her wrong in any way, you will be sure to hear from my associates. Promise me that you will mention any of what we spoke here today to her. EVER”
I certainly wasn’t expecting to be having this talk with him and definitely not expecting him to be so calm about the whole affair. He was quite infamous in the business world for being ruthless when dealing with his competitors so the only conclusion I can think of that he can be so calm was that he really love Karen and only wanted her to happy. I agreed to his request and we continued to chat for another hour or so, then there was a message on my phone and it was from Karen. He must have figured out and decided to call it a night. He picked up his phone and had someone send me home. On my ride back, I was still trying to process what had just happened. Such an unexpected turn of event. I even wrote a goodbye letter to my family which I kept it hidden under my pillow, just in case I didn’t make it back alive tonight.
Karen and I continued seeing each other for almost 7 years now. Now her son has been sending to boarding school in England so she has more personal time. I also realized that she doesn’t have her usual entourage following her anymore so we definitely have more freedom to see each other. My family already suspected that I was seeing someone but they have no idea who it is, and I planned to keep it that way for now. Through my own effort and capability, I have managed to get to a senior managerial position in the company I have been working in since day 1. I am also very sure that Karen have some part to play for my work to be so smooth-sailing. Short time goal, I want to ensure I have enough to provide for Karen and maybe one day, I will ask her to leave her husband so that we can be together for real.
*FINISHED*
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If this is a real story, what a lucky bastard!
Should have suggested a threesome…??
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Blast from the Past
My story began many, many years ago. I am not a very handsome guy, but I am no short of girls around me, but I am what most would considered as in the ‘friend zone’. I guess I am a person whom the girls can talk to and always sharing their problems to me. When I was still in secondary school. I was in the school’s track and field team. And there are a few girls in the track team that are considered chio. Back in those days, girls would only go for guys in the volleyball team which till this day, I still don’t get why. Well, there was a total of 7 girls in the team and I was quite close with 3 of them. I liked one of the 3 but this story is not able her. The other 2, one already had a boyfriend whom happened to be in the volleyball team. And the last one, single but can be seen always flirting the guys. Her name was Esther.
Every year during the school, the team would organize a camp for training and bonding. Those days, mobile phones were those huge, big and expensive 大哥大type, so kids like us can’t afford it. So, during
the night, what else can we do? Sometimes, we would run up to the 3rd level toilet to peep at girls showering on the opposite side toilet at the 2nd level. The side of the toilets were facing each other so we can always have a good upper body view, if the shutters are not close. There was 1 time, one guy from the field team, climbed onto the urinal to peep. And suddenly, less than 5 minutes later, the urinal broke and he came crashing down and all of us was running for our dear lives in fear of being caught but keep laughing. Ah, the good ‘old days. Alternatively, we would start a camp fire and gather around it to TCSS. Typically, guys would be rowdy and loud, mainly to get the attention of the opposite sex. Then sometime, someone would take out a guitar to play and all of us would sing along. If not, someone will always have a ghost story to tell. On the last night of the camp, our teacher said that we can crash later than usual since we are going back tomorrow. So, we started the fire and sat around it. Everyone started sharing stories, sexual experiences and ghost stories. It was the team captain’s turn to share and he was such a good story-teller that I literally felt like I was there when it happened. Esther was sitting next to me and I could tell she was truly afraid. Then suddenly, she sat closer to me and was holding my arm. I never had a girlfriend before and this was the closest I had been with a woman. As the story was being told, I could feel her grip getting tighter and tighter. Was debating in my mind to whether endure the pain or tell her to let go but decided to endure because it felt nice having someone holding me like that. Then suddenly, she let go of my arm and instead, came and sat on right lap. I was taken aback to be honest, but the feeling was damn shiok. Can feel her butt and bone part, I was in heaven. Some people noticed but they didn’t say anything.
She must have sat on my lap for a good 10 minutes or so, and as she got up, she didn’t say anything else but ‘thanks for chair’. I know she has a carefree spirit, so I honestly thought nothing of it, just accepted that she does that with no other meaning. As we went back to our room after that, the other guys swarmed around me and ask how Esther’s butt felt like. I was trying to stay cool about and just give some moronic replies, but deep down inside, I was getting horny just thinking about it. Her butt felt so nice although she was quite skinny. She has a sweet fragrance on her and I did wish that something could happened between us after that night. But to my dismay, nothing happens. We greeted each other in school after the holiday, nothing was mentioned about that night. And I was prepared to bring this to my grave. But I would sometime still have flashbacks on that night. Secondary school ended and we all went our separate ways. That was the last time I saw Esther and lost contact with her totally after we graduated.
Fast forward 20+ years later, I am already in my late 30s now. Married with no kids, but occasionally would still go massage parlor for some kinky actions. One night, went out for a drink after a session at my favorite parlor. Met up with a couple of friends along Clark Quay. The night was kind of warm even with breeze from the riverside. The talk was purely catching up, talk about work and how the recent government hikes are adding onto our financial burdens. Boring stuff, was not really in the mood for such talks that night so I excused myself to go toilet. The pub only had one toilet and it was shared toilet. It happened someone was already inside, so I waited since I am in no rush. Then I heard flushing, but the door didn’t open immediately so I have a hunch it could be a woman inside there. I started wondering how the person would look like when she comes out. Then I heard the door unlocking, I got myself prepared. Door opened and indeed, it was a lady. She was wearing a piece dress that ends slightly above the knee, the bottom edge was lacy. The area was quite dark but from her silhouette, I can tell she has a nice hourglass shape figure and the dress she wore really complimented on her figure more. And as she walked closer, I realized the face looked familiar but couldn’t remember where I seen her. She too paused for a split second when she saw me. We walked past each other but just as I was about to enter the toilet, I heard someone calling my name. I turned my head and it was the lady that came out of the toilet.
E: Hey sorry, are you K?
Me: Yes, that’s me, you are….?
E: I’m Esther, from XX Secondary? We used to be from T&T! Remember me???
Me: Oh!! Esther!! So sorry, a bit high so the brain couldn’t react fast to recognize you. Hey can give me a minute? I really need to use the toilet, but are you in a rush?
E: No problem but I am about to leave. Tell you what, I give you my name card then you can drop me a call or text so that we can catch up?
So, she passed me her name card and left. While in the toilet peeing, the toilet still had her fragrance. OMG!! She looked so different now and even more chio definitely! As I finished my business, I went back to join my friends. But I was no longer interested in the group (not like I was in the first place), I quickly took out Esther’s name card. She worked in Abxxxxxxx as an commodity manager. I then saved her number and quickly dropped her a text. She didn’t reply me immediately, in fact, there was no reply from her throughout the rest of the night. I was disappointed, but shit happens right? On my way home, suddenly those days back in school with Esther started flashing back. Went straight to the bathroom to take a quick shower before crashing. Then as I came back, I checked my phone and there was a message received. I quickly opened the message and it was Esther! My wife was sound asleep by then but just in case, I went out to the living room and started messaging Esther back. Small talks actually, but just before ending, I texted her if she is keen to have dinner together some day and she readily accepted it. Smiling and happy, I bid her good night and she responded with a kissing emoji. Can’t wait to see her again.
*To be continued*
TGIF! Finally, its Friday after a long and busy week at work. But it is not just Friday, instead it was the date night that I have arranged with Esther. Usually, Friday would be causal dressing in office, but today, I have dressed to kill. My colleagues was very surprised at my dressing and they automatically assumed that I was going to meet my wife for a special night out. I just played along with their story but inside my mind, I was just thinking about Esther. Thinking of how she looked that first night we bumped into each other at the pub. Then my mind wandered off on its own and I was imagine how she would look like underneath without clothes. But I quickly shrugged my mind off that, come on, its just old friends meeting to catch up. And with her caliber, she must be either with someone or even married like myself. Better stop day-dreaming!
Time seems to be crawling that day, every time I looked at my timing, only 20-40 mins have passed! I literally had no mood for work and was just hoping to knock off soon. Then after what seems like an eternity of waiting, it was finally 5pm. I was all packed by the last stroke of the minute hand on the clock, and I was the first to dashed out of office. Making sure that I wasn’t late, I had already pre-booked a Uber ride for my date. Clothing ok? Checked! Hair ok? Checked! Breath ok? Checked! Wallet enough cash? Checked! Damn! Almost feel like I was being recall back for reservist! The Uber driver was trying to strike up a conversation and I really needed that to get my mind off. Within 20 mins, I was at my destination and immediately dropped a message to Esther to inform her I am here already. She didn’t reply immediately so I decided to walk around the area since I was very early. It was about 545pm and the area I was at was packed with people just knocking off work. Love this area as there was so many OLs to see. Unlike my workplace, most of the women are either old hags or married. Here, it babe paradise. Still no reply from Esther so I decided to pop in one of the nearby Starbucks to enjoy a cup of iced latte and some air-con. Sitting by the window and watching the world goes by, I started to think about what to talk to Esther later so that we don’t have awkward silence.
It was about 630pm and still no reply from Esther, was starting to think whether she will play me out? But I told myself that she won’t do that, so instead, I decided to go to the restaurant that I have made prior reservation and wait there. The waiter greeted me and showed me to my table. It was a great view as I could see the bay view from our window. While waiting, I decided to order a glass of white wine first. It was already 7pm by now and still no reply from her. I was actually getting a little worried and anxious at this point, possibility of me getting stood up is really getting very high. So I set my limit at 745pm, if she don’t turn up by then then I will go off. She better turn up or else don’t let me see her outside, I told myself. Ordered a second glass at 735pm. Ok, I will go once I finish this glass. Sadly, there was still no show after 745pm. Called for my bill and while waiting for that, I felt like suddenly I am the biggest idiot in the entire place. The venue was filled with other people, eating, drinking and talking but all I could hear was silence. Why am I so naïve! After settling my bill, I walked out of the restaurant and dropped her a text to inform her I had left. I didn’t say much and decided to leave it as it is. Before I walk away, I just stood there for a moment and took a last glance around, hoping that she will somehow miraculously appear suddenly. But this is real life and the reality is, she never did show up. Taking the last chance, I tried calling her but the line couldn’t get through. Stupid me!
Went home immediately, wife was already sound asleep. As I didn’t have dinner so I decided to cook myself some instant noodles after shower. Sat at the dining table, I was eating my noodles and cursing myself for being so stupid. Just as I was resigning to my disgraceful date alone, suddenly a message came in. It was from Esther and I wasted no time to open the message and read it. Apparently, her car had broke down half way and her phone had no battery so she couldn’t contact me. Cut the long story short, by the time she got to the restaurant, I had already long gone. Suddenly all that anger I had earlier was gone and I even consoled her that it was ok and I was more worried about what happened to her. She texted back and said she want to make up and would like to arrange for another dinner date. So again, I agreed without any hesitation. All of an sudden, I was ok again. Happy, delighted and smiling to myself like a idiot.
Our second attempt to meet was on the following Monday. And again, it was a slow day to pass and I waited for an eternity for the clock to reach 5pm. Again, I called for Uber and was there early. Messaged Esther and again she didn’t reply immediately. Damn! This suddenly felt like deja-vu! 6pm, no reply. 630pm, decided to go in to the restaurant and wait since no reply. Ordered the same drink, I kept glancing at the door for Esther. Then, at 650pm, just as I was about to give up all hopes for the night, the door swung open slowly and Esther walked in. She was looking around for me and I lifted my hand to signaled to her. The waiter then escorted her to our table and she sat down. But just before she sat, she bent down a little to adjust her dress before sitting down her low-cut top was dropped down a little and I managed to caught a glimpse of her white lacy bra she is wearing inside. Woohoo! The wait was worth it! Then she started apologizing to me, apparently she was caught up in a meeting with an customer and her phone battery again died on her. I joked and said there is such thing as a power bank for charging, she then gave a light smack on my arm.
The evening went on as I have imagined, great food and ambience. We had a lot to catch up, what happened after we graduated. She had went to study oversea for her university and currently working through her uncle recommendation after she graduated. Then we started talking about all the funny and silly stuff we did back in school. She even mentioned that she knew it was us that broke the urinal stand during our last camp. It was such a wonderful chat with her and I didn’t want it to stop. All the time she was talking, all I could do was stared at her lips, colored with a bright red color. She was wearing this sweet flowery scent. She was no longer that school girl I knew back in the days. Now, sitting right in front of me is a lady. Filled with elegance and there was a certain sexiness oozing out of her.
We had so much to talked about and before we knew it, it was already 930pm and close to the restaurant closing time. She drove that night and as a gentleman, I decided to walked her to her car. She actually offered me a ride home but we stayed at opposite direction so I told her its fine. She didn’t insist but just before she got into her car, she said that she enjoyed herself tonight and we should do this again soon. So I said of course! I will be a fool if I declined. Then she suddenly came over and gave me a hug and whispered thank you into my ears, then she got into her car and drove off. Ok, I wasn’t used to such intimacy but maybe she was used to it since she studied aboard. But that hug, I could feel her breast pressing onto me, definitely solid. At least a C-cup. I managed to got an Uber ride as it was quite late and I was too tired to get into public transport. Then in the ride, the image of her white lacy bra kept flashing across my mind and that hug. Just as was in my dreaming state, Esther messaged me to let me know she had just reached her place and thank me again for a wonderful night. And the end of the message was a kissing emoji. Shit! I couldn’t get her off my mind! What should I do?
*To be continued*
Ever since that night, Esther and I would be exchanging messages like almost every day. My first message in the morning would be to greet her a good morning. And my last message for the night would be wishing her a good night’s sleep. Throughout the day, we would be exchanging messages like asking if either of us had our lunch, or how was the day like for us. Every time the alert came in for a new message, I wished it was from her. If it wasn’t, I will be checking the message to see if I had miss something. If it was, I literally dropped everything I was doing to reply her. Then suddenly, the messages would become her taking selfie of herself being caught in traffic jams, what she had for lunch or the dress she wanted to buy. Usually, the messages will end off with a kissing emoji. Up till this point of time, we didn’t meet up, but we were so engaged with each other life. I added Esther’s Facebook and Instagram, and some time, it almost feels like some of her updates are for me to see.
We been chatting with one another for almost 4 months now, and the truth is, I really starting to develop feelings for her. Although she didn’t say anything, but I know she also feels something for me. Then some time in Aug 2016, I had to go for an oversea work trip in Shanghai. I told Esther about it and I jokingly asked if she wants to come along. She replied she can’t as she needs to be in Jakarta during the same time. Although expected she can’t come along, but secretly inside I was hoping she will say yes. Just before I left, I texted her my flight schedules and where I was staying. She didn’t come and see me off, but just texted back and wished me a safe flight. To be honest, that same week was also my birthday week and I thought she would come and celebrate with me.
Reached Shanghai (Pudong Airport) right on time without any delay, my hotel pickup was already waiting for me at the Arrival Hall area. On my way to the hotel, I texted Esther that I have arrived safely, but she didn’t reply. Upon checking into the hotel, there was some mistakes in my reservation and the hotel screwed up, so I couldn’t have checked in immediately. Feeling annoyed, I decided to leave my luggage at the reception and decided to go out for a quick bite. Was even more agitated when there was still no reply from Esther. Went to my favorite restaurant for my favorite Xiao Long Bao, I stared out to the streets below and decided to calm down and enjoy Shanghai’s beautiful night neon lights outside. The streets were filled with cars, the sidewalks with people walking around. Looking around the restaurant, I realized that I was the only one sitting alone while everyone else is with either someone or their family or friends.
After dinner, decided to head back to my hotel to see if my room is ready. So due to hotel’s fault (thank goodness I printed my room confirmation email), they had no executive room left for me; instead, I was upgraded to a suite for free. Compliments of the hotel! As I checked into my room, it was huge! It had a common space area where the tv and sofa was, in the middle section was the study room. Then past that was a separation door that leads me to my bedroom, a king-sized bed with the softest pillow and covers. The toilet was very impressive as well, with a full-sized bathtub, a shower area and a toilet space equivalent to my own home bedroom. Best of all, the room is facing the harborside so while I shower, I could get a generous view of the outside world. Well, turns out everything worked well for me ultimately. Without further ado, I decided to strip naked and soak myself in the bathtub. The water temperature was just nice by the time the water was filled up and it felt so good to immerse after a long day of flight.
But just as was enjoying myself in the tub and overlooking the night lights outside, the doorbell to my room suddenly rang. Thinking who can it be at this hotel, I assumed it must be the hotel staff. Got out of the tub and put on my robe, I walked to the door and took a peek to see who it was. Oh my gosh!!! It was Esther! I thought I saw wrongly and quickly opened the door to check, it was indeed her. She greeted me with a big smile and there was a box in her hand that she lifted up to me and said: “Happy birthday!” I was very surprised, surprised that she was there, surprised that she knows its my birthday. And then she joked: “Are you ever going to invite me in?” I was then snapped out of my daze and quickly invited her in. As she walked past me, she was wearing that scent I loved so much.
Me: How come you are here?? I thought you said you will be in Jakarta?? How did you even get up here to my room???
E: I lied about Jakarta. I remembered today was your birthday so I wanted to give you a surprise. Told the hotel receptionist that I was your wife and I wanted to give you a birthday surprise. Took me almost 30 minutes to just convinced them to let me up. Wow! Nice room! There you go, Happy Birthday!
Thanking her, I proceeded over to take the cake from her and she leaned forward to kiss me on the cheek. This is definitely a nice surprise, more than I can ever imagine. But that kiss on the cheek lingered longer than it should but I couldn’t hug her as I was still holding the birthday cake on my hands. Then she moved away with a smile on her face, and walked towards the window. Looking at her back view, I knew this is going to be progressing to something else. So I placed the cake on living room table and went to stand behind her at window. She was about a head shorter than me, I leaned forward and placed my arms around her waist. She didn’t resist me and instead, leaned back against me. She was wearing an overcoat but the material felt nice and expensive. Took a whiff of the scent from her hair and I literally can find no flaws about her. It was such a magical moment there and I wished time would just stop. Then she suddenly moved my hands away and walked towards the cake, and then she asked: “You ready for your second birthday present?” I was looking at her and puzzled, second present? She doesn’t look like that she is hiding anything else, so I said “yeah!”.
She opened the cake box, it was a white cream based cake. Using her finger, she scooped a small portion of the cake and placed it in her mouth. Damn! That was crazy sexy! Licking every single bit off her finger, she then proceeded to take another dip but this time, she was walking towards me. She placed her finger close to my lips and I licked off her finger. This was absolutely my first ever erotic moment I ever had with someone. And then I asked softly: “Is this my second present?” She smiled and stared at me, she then took 1 step backwards and started to pull one her string on her over-coat. The string came loose and top part of her coat exposed the tip of her bra. It was nicely laced white bra, then as she continues to pull, the entire centre portion opened. It exposed a middle opening that I could see the bra and her panty. She was wearing a garter, and this entire image in front of me was unbelievable. She then moved even more backwards and finally sat down on the sofa. She took another whip of the cake but this time she smeared on her skin just above her belly button. She then licked off the remaining cake and signaled me to go over. I obediently moved over, spread her crossed legs open and went down to slowly licked off the cream off her belly. She moaned softly and leaned her head backwards. I kissed on her belly gently, my hands was moving around her stockings. I then proceeded to un-buttoned her stockings to the garter, I pulled down the stocked and was greeted with white pearl-like skin. I lifted up her right leg and began kissing from her ankle upwards. Just as I was reaching her inner thigh, I could see a wet patch on her panty and I knew she was enjoying this moment as much as I am. I moved down south and started kissing on her panty, while enjoying that sweet and flowery scent from her panty. I then used my tongue and began licking at where her vagina is. She arched a bit more backwards then used her hands to keep my head at it current position. Knowing that I need to make my next move, I then used my fingers to pull the panty aside and began licking on her clean shaven pussy. As I began on my ‘attack’, I could feel her thigh muscles tightening up and my head couldn’t move much from its current position. I then continued to lick a bit harder and faster and very soon, Esther climaxed and her legs clamped up even tighter than before.
Looking at my work, I was very pleased with myself. I then moved up to her lips and we started kissing each other. Then she got me to stand up, and because I was still in bathrobe with nothing else inside, my rod was already at its full potential and it created a huge bulge. Esther then placed her cold hands in to my robe, first she gently squeezed on my thigh. Using her long fingers, she ran slowly and gently up my thigh towards my groin area. This is the single most sexy thing anyone ever done to me and I began to shiver a bit. Reaching my groin area, she then began massage my balls with one hand and the other pulling off the string holding my robe together. My rod slowly exposed itself to her as the robe came apart, she leaned forward and began sucking on my balls then returning to kiss my rod. I could feel the blood all rushing to my head and my face actually feels hot. But she was in control, controlled the force of her suction and tempo. Suddenly, her lips left my balls and engulfed my entire rod inside her mouth. I was an average length so she took it all in with ease. She then pulled her mouth out but not before giving the tip of my rod and strong suck. She looked up to me and I placed my hand on her head as an recognition for a job well done. She continued to torture me for the next 3-4 mins and I knew at this rate, I am going to blow my load soon. So not wanting to waste it, I pulled her out away from my rod and hold her against me. She pulled her coat off her as I pulled mine off too. The window blinds was open but my room was situated at 3rd highest level. The thought of someone seeing us was an extra stimulant.
We locked lips, standing there body against body, bare naked. I was fingering her, she was so wet that I could feel her love juice dripping down her thigh. She returned the favor by stroking my rod. Then I knew I am almost quite there already, so I turned her around and made her kneel on all fours on the sofa. We weren’t thinking about protection and to be honest, we couldn’t care less. I placed my right hand on her vagina to check if its still wet for penetration and it was dripping wet. She then pulled my hand to guide me closer, I then inserted my rod into her and she felt so wet, tight and nice, all at the same time. I began thrusting bit by bit, slowly but with more force each time. Her hands was grasping tightly on the sofa pillow. She turned my face sideway and gave me that begging for more look. I of course didn’t want to disappoint her so I increase my speed and tempo. The entire suite was now filled with the sound of me ramming hard on her in doggy style. Just as I was about to change position, then I felt that sudden sensation and I knew this is the end of round 1. So I quickly pulled and began stroking myself, Esther was still moaning in ecstasy but she immediately knew what was coming next. So she sat onto the sofa with her face facing my rod, then I exploded all over her. She had some of my sperm on her face, her hair and some dripping down to her breast. As I unload on her, she closed her eyes with her head tilted upwards. I hadn’t had sex for a long time and I really had a lot stored inside me. Finally, I think I have offload everything for now, I collapsed onto the sofa next to Esther. I was still panting heavily and felt like my heart is going 190mph. Esther then took a tissue from the box next to the sofa and began cleaning herself up. She then leaned over at me and began sucking on my rod. She made sure she sucked out every last bit of sperm. After that, she climbed up and leaned on my chest to rest. I held her in my arms and we just stayed there in that position for the longest time……she then said with her remaining strength: “Hope you enjoyed your birthday present”
I was dead tired but I mustered whatever strength I’m left with and stroke her head gently as I smiled quietly to myself. Holding her in my arms, I could only feel happiness
*To be continued*
After about 15 minutes, Esther finally spoke.
E: Do you know that I liked you since Secondary?
Me: Really?? I really didn’t know! You were so friendly with everyone, I always assumed that you treated me like a brother.
E: Haha! Brother??? Remember our last Track & Field camp? Do you remember on our last night at the camp fire? Then I suddenly sat on your lap? I thought that was really obvious already…..
Me: Huh! You mean that was a hint?? Walao eh! If I knew I would done something liao!
Esther suddenly crawled up, our naked body touching one another. Then she stared at me with a angry look, then without warning, she bent close to my face and bit on my lips. It was hard but not unbearable, she gave it a little tuck before moving away. “Idiot!” She said. Yes, I was such a dork back in school. I was what you will call an ‘emotional idiot’, I am just very blur to such things. Then Esther began sharing about how she felt about me back in school. She felt that I was a very innocent guy, not stupid innocent but more like the direct and honest type. She dated a lot of guys back then but they all were just after one thing from her. I was a exception though, I was willing to listen to her and be nice to her without any ulterior motives. Well, it was so long ago that I really don’t remember much about what was going through my mind then. Then she shared about after leaving secondary, back in those days, there was no Facebook or Instagram. ICQ was the only IN thing then but I wasn’t on it so there was no way to stay connected with me. There was a few calls and we met up a few times after graduation, but eventually we drifted apart when school works got more loaded. Then after JC, she went to oversea and studied. Met a douchebag there whom got her pregnant and didn’t want the baby, so she went for an abortion.
At this point of her sharing, I could feel a sense of sadness in her tone and couldn’t help it but suddenly holding on to her a little tighter. I know I can’t change the past for her but at least I can be here for her in the present. But then, am I the right guy for her? Is she looking for a fling or she is into something more serious? And of course, the most obvious obstacle is that I am married. Relationship with my wife is not fantastic but neither was it very bad. We are happy with one another and there was never a reason not to be. So where is this thing with Esther going to go? While deep in my thoughts, suddenly Esther came and gave me a kiss. Apologized for sharing her story so much to spoil the mood. She got up from the sofa and went straight to the shower. Feeling that I was ready, I decided to join her in the shower as well. Looking at her back view, she has really grown up to be a very pretty lady. Good looks, good figure and intelligent. I must have done something right in my past life to deserve this. The toilet had a sitting ledge which she got me to sit down on it and began scrubbing my back. It was a wonderful feeling I must say. Then of course, slowly her hands which started from the back then creeped to the front of my chest, and then down to my rod. She made sure she applied a lot of the body liquid soap and handled my rod like a professional driver. Stroking slowly down then shifting gears left and right. She then turned the water pressure off and began rubbing soap all over her body, it was exciting to see that and she made sure the soap became foam so part of her bare body was covered. She then rubbed her body on my back, on my chest. Sat down on my leg but with her legs open wide and rubbing herself back and forth. Soon, I was hard and ready. She then got down on her knee, took the shower head and washed off the excess foam on my rod, then she began her wonderful blowjob on me. Gave a good deep suction for about 2-3 mins, she then got up and turned her back facing me and inserted herself. I was still kind of raw from the first session just now so the sensation wasn’t as intense. But she controlled the speed and made sure I didn’t have to do anything but lean back and enjoy. She started off slow, then suddenly fast then back to slow. She pulled both my hands to squeeze her breast. I squeezed gently on her soapy breast, while turning and twisting on her nipple. This time, it was her turn. She moaned loudly and her action got even more faster, then without warning, she cum and trembled. In the midst of her intense feel, she covered my hands with hers while still on her breast and squeezed even harder. Then at this time, I can feel myself coming so I pulled my hands away and held onto her waist to move her butt fast and pulled her out just in time for me to shot my load all over her thigh. She then turned on the water back on again and she just stood there hugging me. We didn’t say anything at that moment, but just enjoying each other’s hug and the warm water flowing down our body.
We then cleaned and dried ourselves up. It was almost 2am by then and after all that actions, both of us was feeling hungry so we decided to order some room service instead. Food took about 20 mins to arrive, while waiting, we just lied on the bed with her lying on me and we both enjoying the night view from my window. It was a wonderful night, one of the best sexual experience I ever had. We didn’t say much to each other, but to know that at that moment we belong only to one another was more than words can describe.
Esther stayed with me for the rest of my trip, she would entertain herself while I was at work. Then we will meet for dinner once I was done for the day. As this was not Singapore, I wasn’t afraid of being seen by anyone familiar, so we were holding hands and walking around openly like any other couples. We would go shopping, have dinner at some of the best restaurants in Shanghai. Best part is, Esther is financially very capable so she actually bought me some really nice and expensive stuff. Of course I wasn’t really going to let her pay for everything but it does felt good when the person you are with is capable of picking up the tab every now and then. So it turned out that this work trip, became one of the best birthday I ever had as well. Work went well, and the company was great. Sex was exceptionally wonderful and I was really treated like a king. In fact, it was so good that I actually felt sad on the last day of the trip. I knew Esther was also disappointed that we got to go back but she still put on a strong front. Because we didn’t book the return flight together so we were given different seats. Man, what the heck! I immediately checked with the counter and there was still available seats in business class so I upgraded our seats (never mind I had to fork out a big sum of money) and after what she has done for me for my birthday, this is nothing. I wanted to give her the best. On the way back in the plane, I was holding her hands tightly. Then I conjured up a plan. Ask what she had on after we are back and she had some work stuff to settle but all is in Singapore, she knew what I was going at. So we decided to go back to her place when we reach Singapore and I would tell my wife that I had to extend my trip for another week. Her condo apartment had become our little love nest.
We had been seeing each other for almost 2 years now and every day it just feels like seeing her for the first time. Well, what I am about to tell you is the absolute truth. One fine day, I was seen by one of my relative together with Esther. Things initially got quite bad between wife and me. But for some unknown reason, she wanted to meet Esther in person. To be honest, every nerve in my system told me that it’s a bad idea but she kept insisting. And Esther was also quite cool about it so one day, I arranged a meetup at my place with the both of them. I was expecting a hostile and awkward situation, but wife apparently made dinner for 3. Esther came with a very expensive bottle of wine. When Esther came at the door, wife actually met her and gave her a hug. I was like WTF!!! What is going on here? Then the 2 women suddenly broke out laughing. So they had already met up in secret prior to this meeting. Esther actually went to approach my wife and tried to explain about how we met and everything. And the truth is, my wife and I never had major problem in our marriage but that passion or love between us had become like only fulfilling responsibility with one another. So we sat down and had dinner together, and it was great. I am officially the most lucky man in the world, 2 of the most important women in my life are living in harmony together. Yes, together. 3 of us had bought a private property together somewhere in the West. And of course, sex was even more exciting now with the threesome. The ladies loved role play and this really brought out a wide and adventurous side of my wife I never knew existed. She was so in to the role she was pretending to be that it is scary some time. But the sex apart, the part that truly amazes me was how well the 2 of them are getting along with one another. I kid you not, they can go for tea together, go shopping for groceries together, cooking in the kitchen together. Of course, our threesome relationship is a secret among our friends and family, only a few close friends know about our special relationship. My wife and I even grew closer since we started on this, there was a lot of more common things to talk about. She even planned a surprise party for Esther on our first year together.
To end off, it has been 1 year 7 months and 02 days. My wife is currently expecting our first child and Esther is going to be the God-mother. I try not to think too far into the future but just giving thanks of what I have now with them. My unique family.
*The End*
Apologizes that there wasn’t too much details on the threesome side but bro had requested me not to write on that as his wife is not comfortable on someone else sharing on her details.
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Hello all, decided to share a short story that happened to me last year. I am a 23 Asian girl. People always say I have a cute face but actual fact is, I grew up with 2 brothers so I am actually very boyish. Apart from during school days, I usually don’t wear skirt or dress, I am either in my jeans or FBT shorts. I am loud and very active, I like to do a lot of outdoor sports like basketball or volleyball. Just before I went to University, I was always in short hairs so sometime I frighten girls when I go into the ladies as they will mistake me for a guy.
As I mentioned, growing up with 2 older brothers means I hang around with them a lot. Fighting with them for toys and other stuff is like a daily affair for me. Then of course, my parents didn’t really bother to groom me to be more lady-like so if you can imagine how a boy usually eat, sit or anything about their daily activities, ya I am somewhat like that. So in school, I am always hanging around the boys. In fact, I have more guy friends then girls. After I graduated from my Uni, going to work was no different. I wore pants most of the time and picked up smoking during school days, people would always mistook me for a butch. To be honest, I really didn’t give too much thought about it.
In my 3rd year of my current job, I was hunting for something to do after work. Now that I have a more stable income, I wanted to go to gym but I know I am very lazy by nature and I won’t be discipline enough to go to gym on my own. Then, it so happened that a new gym opened near where I was working and during one of the days during lunch, they were giving out flyers for their opening promotion. Apparently, they offer MMA classes there and I have always wanted to try doing MMA. So on that same day, I decided to go check out the place after work. It was situated on the 2nd level in one of those shophouses along Clark Quey. As I walked in through the reception, I was greeted by a young lady working there. She looked like she can’t be more than 20 years old, very tanned and fit. So I told her I was there to check out the place, she then proceeded to walk me around the gym. Well, to be honest, the gym was at another level, the 2nd level was more like a open space area with padded floors. There was no air-condition and the entire room smelt of sweat, in a bad way. The room was filled with sounds of either people slamming their body on the floor or people punching bags. My kind of place!
So after giving me a 10 minutes tour around the place, the receptionist asked if I was interested to taking up any of the classes. As an novice to the whole MMA thing, I always though MMA is a form of fighting skill like karate or judo. But as the name indicated, it is a mixture of different martial arts. There are skills boxing, Thai kick-boxing, Brazilian Ju-Jitsu and many others. I don’t like boxing and I scared that kicking in Thai kick-boxing will be something like Jean Claude Van-Damme movies where you need to kick your shin against a tree or something. The receptionist gave me the option that maybe I can try Brazilian jiu-jitsu is a martial art and combat sport system that focuses on grappling and especially ground fighting. Sounds like fun and maybe something I can try on my brothers the next time we have an argument. Hahaha, ya, even at our age now, we are still fighting physically but of course not the “I- Want-You-Dead” kind of fighting. So paid for a 3 months course, I then proceeded to go purchase a set of Qi.
My class is on every Wed and Thurs, so my lesson was the following Wed. Came a little earlier on that day, I went to change immediately and went to wait at the 2nd level for the class to start. There was about 18 pax that day, some are beginners like while some already have some experience. Then there are 2 who are the assistants, Mike and Wei Jie. Mike is a Indian guy and Wei Jie a typical Chinese boy. Then, it was almost 7pm then the main instructor came and greeted the class, his name is Damien (not local). So the class began by doing some warmup, I am super active person but even I find the warmup tiring. Doing burpees, squats, pushups, sit-ups, running around the arena. Some of the guys gave up halfway and just sat down on the sides. Among the ladies, I was the only one that could keep up with the regulars. That warmup session lasted about 25 minutes, then it was 5 minutes water break. The Damien called out for the group to come back together. Then he wanted to show us on some of the basic moves, he got both Mike and WJ to demonstrate instead. After about 5 minutes of demonstration, Damien then broke us up into 3 smaller groups and with him included plus Mike and WJ, they started going through with us on breaking down the moves.
WJ was assigned to my group. He is not handsome or muscular, just maybe about 165cm and average build. He was showing us the basic grappling grip, how to move and avoid injury. Then we started practicing with one another as my partner and I were both beginners at BJJ, somehow our moves just doesn’t seem natural and fluent like how the instructors did it. And my partner was kind of soft so she was giggling non-stop which was annoying the hell out of me. So, WJ came over to us and showed us. Gosh, he is a ‘sweater’! He was dripping sweat like a broken tap, every moves he makes, sweat will be flying off him at the same time. Then as he was showing me, he took hold of my hand and I swear it felt like I was being held on by a fist of sweat. And because he sweat so much, his Qi kind of smell quite bad as well. Even as tomboyish as I am, I still not that bad to the extend of not appreciating well grooming and personal hygiene. So, really Not having a good impression of him….for now.
*To be continued*