Author’s note: I felt that the names Elly and Elaine are little too similar and have subsequently changed it.
Previously, on Twisted for Three:
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Elaine quickly put her hand on my arm. “Let me finish,” she said in a calm voice. “I’m expecting someone to join us.”
My head swam with bewilderment. “Join us? Join us how? What do you mean?”
In my head, my worst fears bubbled to the surface and I half expected a school bus packed with our school’s basketball team to roll up the street and unload a throng of horny boys, with the school bus carrying the football team not far behind.
“You’re seeing some one else?” I croaked with disbelief. “More students?”
Elaine blinked at me. Then she rolled her eyes.
“No silly. Pris is coming,” she said.
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Pris sounds familiar.
“Priscilla?” I asked. “My younger sister?”
Elaine nodded slowly, studying my reaction intently.
“What? Why?”
“I invited her,” Elaine said.
“Nobody told me!”
“I’m telling you now.”
“I mean before!”
Elaine squeezed my hand. “It wasn’t my place to tell. She’s here without Alan’s knowledge.”
Alan was my younger sister’s husband. They were both just 26 years old, having been married for just 2 years.
I began to get angry. “Why is my sister coming all the way here without her husband’s knowledge?” I asked.
Elaine seemed to contemplate her next words. But it never came.
“Elaine!” I said.
She sighed. “What I tell you, must be in utmost confidence.”
“Of course!”
“Pris’s husband can’t get her pregnant.”
“What?!”
“He’s sterile.”
“First I’ve heard of it.”
“Not even he knows. He’s in denial. Pris had to obtain his sperm sample behind his back for testing.”
“Oh my God. Wait. What’s that got to do with… You can’t be serious! How’d she know about the boys anyway?”
“I told her.”
“You what!”
“We talk. About everything. We’re friends. That’s how I know about Alan’s fertility problems.” Elaine said.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “So you decided it was a good idea to let those… those… kids, make her pregnant instead???”
Elaine put on her patient mum look. “It wasn’t my idea. All I did was mentioned this trip. She was the one who suggested it.”
At the docks, the ferry arrived while I was still staring across the sea in shock.
Elaine duly gathered the three boys and we lined up to board. I was at the back in line, watching two of the boys sneak their hands on my wife’s back.
We arrived on the island and was shuttled to our resort. We had booked two rooms, one for the boys, and one for Elaine and I. Our room had a single king sized bed, while the boys’s room came with three single beds.
We agreed to rest and unwind until dinnertime. After retiring to our respective rooms, Elaine and I showered together and then crashed on the bed. I felt Elaine snuggle against me as I quickly slipped off into sleep.
I awoke from my nap in the evening to find myself alone in my room. Inevitably, I was again consumed with worry. I got up and quickly put on some casual wear.
Quietly, I exited my hotel room and marched down the corridor towards the boys’s room. I stopped short of knocking and instead leaned in towards the door and pricked my ears.
I could hear it. The faint squeaking of the bed-springs. The whispers of feminine gasps. The eager groans of teenage boys.
I felt nausea wash over me. Turning quickly, I fled back to my room.
I reached the door just as someone else came up to me from the opposite end of the corridor. I looked up and saw Elaine walking up and regarding me with worry.
“Are you alright?” She asked.
“I… I thought… I heard you in the other room,” I stammered.
Elaine’s eyes lit up with understanding. She took my hand and squeezed. “Pris is here,” she said. “Come on, let’s give them space. She’ll meet us at dinner.”
Elaine released my hand and turned to our room door to open it with her keycard. I was still in the process of flushing with relief. Then I noticed we were not alone. One of the boys, Desmond, was standing several paces behind Elaine. He was staring at me warily. I could feel the contempt in his gaze burning into me.
Elaine opened the door and held it open for me. She noticed Desmond and I looking at each other. “Oh, can Desmond wait in our room in the meantime?” She asked. “The others are… occupied.”
I swallowed and nodded.
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We entered our room and spread out. I noticed Elaine was now wearing a casual loose white summer dress. I can’t help but feel that she looked like a schoolgirl again.
“Want some tea?” Elaine asked me. She shuffled through the packets of instant beverages on the minibar.
“Sure,” I replied, as I sat down on the bed.
Elaine glanced questioningly at Desmond who had sat himself down in the sitting area couch. Desmond nodded. She then took the electric kettle to the bathroom to get it filled.
The awkward silence lasted until I turned on the TV. As I restlessly changed the channels, Desmond suddenly stood up and came up to me.
Once again I exchanged glances with the delinquent boy whom I’ve scolded as a teacher on several occasions over the past several years. Somehow he seemed bigger now. Either that or I felt diminished.
After a moment of silence, Desmond pushed his hand into his cargo shorts pocket and retrieved something. He tossed it on my lap, then turned and marched towards the bathroom.
I looked down to see a pair of balled up, damp, burgandy-red panties on my lap. There was no mistaking who it belonged to.
There was a commotion coming from the bathroom.
I clutched Elaine’s panties in my hand. I don’t know if it was because my hands had gone cold, but her panties felt warm, as if retaining some of her heat. Slowly, I willed myself to my feet and headed towards where my wife’s voice was.
Elaine’s giggle halted me in my steps beside the bathroom door. “You bad, bad, boy,” I heard her whispered excitedly, “Can’t you wait until tonight?”
“I nead you now, Ms. Tan,” Desmond replied. His voice was low. Hungry. Almost a growl.
“Stop, Mr. Tan is in the room ah…” Elaine said.
“He won’t do a thing,” Desmond replied gruffly. “He’s a cuck.”
“Stop that! He is not… Mmmmm… Desmonddd… Ahhh…”
I forced myself to inch forwards, just enough to peek around the doorframe into the bathroom. There she was, my beautiful wife, Elaine, standing with her hands on the sink counter while here student embraced her from behind. The boy’s hand was under the front of her skirt, between her milky thighs. Whatever he was doing must have been really good because Elaine was gaping with her eyes closed, looking like she enjoyed it immensurably. In further response to Desmond’s fingers, Elaine grounded her butt back against his crotch. Her white dress hiked up her smooth thighs from the action, momentarily flashing half of her shapely bare butt on occassion. Indeed she was pantiless. She had been pantiless when she walked up to me outside the door. I couldn’t help but wonder what happened before then.
Elaine didn’t give me much time to ruminate however. It would seem she was done with her half-hearted protests. She straightened up, arching back against Desmond. She then turned her head and reached back to carress his head. Desmond responded by kissing her on the neck.
I could only watch as my wife writhed in delight against her student. Elaine looked absolutely ravishing. Her pale skin had become flushed pink and the mask of lust on her face was so completely alien that it sent shivers of fear down my body.
Elaine started moaning softly. Her eyes opened, glazed with lust. He gaze was unfocused until it ultimately met mine in the mirror before her.
Upon spotting me outside the bathroom door, Elained stiffened and seemed to come back to her senses. She stopped writhing like a wanton whore against Desmond. Though still moaning, her responses now seemed more controlled. Every now and then her nervous gaze returned to me in the mirror. She looked uncertain.
Desmond pushed her gently forwards. As if reading his mind, Elaine proceeded to bend over the sink counter on her elbows. She kept her eyes on me via the mirror. Behind her, Desmond was running his hands up her smooth luscious thighs. He pushed her skirt over her butt and bent down and planted kisses over her curvy bare ass.
Elaine closed her eyes and sighed.
Desmond wasted little time moving lower and pushed his face against her bared pussy.
Elaine let out a delighted gasp and her mouth fell open again.
I watched the teenage boy eat out my wife, making her tremble with pleasure.
An instant of eternity later, Desmond got to his feet and unbuckled his cargo shorts. He eagerly freed his hard cock from his trousers. The boy was certainly bigger than me, both in length and girth. What more, his cock had a certain youthful spryness to it which made it bob upwards aggressively.
Elaine remained bent over the sink with her eyes closed, breathing deeply through her mouth. I wished she would look at me again. See the panic in my eyes, but she was a picture of acceptance.
Desmond started rubbing his cock against Elaine’s pussy. My wife sighed and bit her lip in eager anticipation.
It was too much for me at that moment. I turned away. A split second later I heard my wife moan. My gaze was reflexively drawn back to the bathroom, in time to see the length of Desmond’s cock slide languorously into my wife’s small pink pussy.
Desmond started fucking Elaine almost immediately. I could see Elaine’s juices dripping off of his slick cock every time he slid out of her tight quim. She was unbelievably wet.
Elaine bit her lip, trying her best to stifle her moans, but soon gave up and gaped with pleasure as the boy behind her stuffed her pussy again and again.
“Oh god, Desmond…” Elaine moaned, rocking back to meet his thrusts.
Desmond grabbed on to her hips and continued thrusting away. Damp slapping sounds filled the bathroom, accentuated by low moans and panting.
I was so fixated on the sight of Desmond’s fat cock sliding in and out of my wife’s willing pussy that I didn’t realize Desmond had noticed me.
When I finally looked up, I caught the boy staring at me via the bathroom mirror. He held my gaze and continued to take my wife in front of me without pause.
“Desmond… Darling… You’re making me cummmmm…” Elaine panted.
It wasn’t long before Elaine let out a small shriek. Her feet raised on the tip of her toes and her smooth shapely thighs shook with the force of her orgasm. Her mouth gaped and she stared at the mirror with half lidded eyes. Desmond groaned and grabbed on to her waist to hold her still. He clenched his eyes and gritted his teeth.
After a moment of catching his breath he slowly withdrew his cock from my wife’s glowing red pussy. His cock was still hard as carved wood.
“Sorry Ms. Tan, I nearly lost control.” Desmond whispered.
A flood of relief flooded my gut as I realized the boy hadn’t cum in my wife.
Elaine straightened up, her face deeply flushed and her breaths ragged. She smiled and leaned towards Desmond. “Well done,” she whispered playfully before kissing him on the cheek.
Desmond took her hand. “Let’s play some more on the bed,” he said.
Elaine shot me a cautious look, as if remembering I was still there. Then she turned back to Desmond and said, “Not yet. Don’t rush. We need to take this slow okay?”
Desmond snorted and flashed me a disapproving look in the mirror before nodding.
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My wife and her student soon came out of the bathroom, having made themselves as presentable as possible.
However, Elaine couldn’t quite hide the glowing flush on her face. She shot me a guilty glance as she made her way towards me. She could reasonably deduce that I heard everything that went down in the bathroom.
Suffice to say, the atmosphere in the room quickly became awkward.
Elaine immediately sat down beside me on the bed. She took my hand and rubbed it, as if in apology, or perhaps to console me.
Desmond rolled his eyes at us. “I’ll go check up on the others first,” he said.
“Okay. We’ll meet at dinner alright?” Elaine replied.
Desmond nodded and headed for the door.
Elaine lay her head against my shoulder. “I’m sorry. That wasn’t planned.”
“Clearly…” I replied.
“Are you angry?” Elaine asked.
“I don’t know,” I replied.
We held hands in silence for the rest of the afternoon, each deep in thought.
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At 5.30 pm, we were ready to head down for dinner. Elaine had showered and changed into a new floral shift dress that bared one shoulder and cut high on one side to bare her silk-smooth, slim thigh.
We had just exited our room when Elaine turned to face me.
“Pris doesn’t know that you know she’s here,” Elaine said.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, this was kind of a spontaneous decision on her part. She wanted to sneak in, get pregnant, and then sneak out without drama.”
“That’s crazy. Is this the kind of insanity you two have been up to?”
Elaine gave me an impatient look. “All I’m saying is, she wants to keep this under wraps. I don’t think she planned on you finding out. She even booked to stay in a separate hotel.”
“But you just said she was in the boys’s room.”
“She was just dropping by,” Elaine replied, “And then things got heated pretty quickly. Well, you know the rest. My point is she would be embarrassed if she found out you knew what she’s been up to.”
“You mean ashamed,” I said, “As she should be. She’s cheating on her husband!”
A flash of anger crossed Elaine’s face. “You don’t know what’s its like for Pris,” She said. “She wanted a child so badly. Being resigned to be childless was crushing her.”
“Then she should have taken it up with Alan!”
“She tried! Alan was in denial. He wouldn’t even entertain the topic. You know him. He’s the macho type. He would never accept that he was sterile.”
“But still. This is wrong…”
“Let’s just go to dinner,” Elaine said, clearly irritated. “I thought you would be more understanding.”
Still stewing, my wife and I proceeded in silence to the hotel lobby. As expected, Desmond was there waiting for us, but Jeffery and Brandon were nowhere to be seen.
“Where’s the other two?” Elaine asked Desmond.
“They followed Priscilla back to her hotel. I think they’ll be spending the night with her,” Desmond replied.
Desmond’s gaze shifted from Elaine to me. It’s obvious he sensed the tension between my wife and I.
“Okay, well, shall we go eat?” Elaine asked.
Desmond brought up his phone. “I searched for restaurants in the area. This one has good reviews.”
“Okay, sounds good,” Elaine replied, smiling at the boy.
We got a cab to take us to the restaurant. Throughout our meal, Elaine’s attitude was quite cool towards me and she spent most of the time chatting with Desmond.
After polishing our plates, we relaxed and sipped on cold coconut water. Elaine seemed to warm up to me again, and we made small talk.
After awhile, I excused myself to go to the restroom. I did my business and washed my hands. As I turned around to leave, I found Desmond standing at the restroom entrance, watching me.
“Y-yes?” I said, trying to insert some teacherly authority into my voice.
The boy smirked. “Mr. Tan, why don’t we go for a walk after dinner. There’s a night market near our hotel.”
“Uh, sure…” I replied.
“And when we’re there, how about you take a stroll by yourself? Give Ms. Tan and I some personal time?”
“W-what?” I asked, feeling my anger rising.
“Mr. Tan, you know what this trip is about. I’m helping you save face here. Do you really want me to ask you to let me fuck your wife in front of her? Excuse yourself and go for a walk. Much simpler that way.”
I stared at Desmond, speechless. I had to be reminded that this was a 16 year-old boy I am dealing with. He was a bit tougher and taller than most boys his age, but still!
Desmond’s smirk grew into a grin. “Of course, I haven’t completely forgotten that you’re a cuck,” He said. He produced a hotel keycard from his pocket and offered it to me. “This is a spare card to our room. You can head up there and hide in the cupboard or behind the curtain or wherever. I’ll give you at most, a ten minute head-start before I bring Ms. Tan up there.”
Dumbfounded, I took the card and stared at it.
Desmond chuckled. “Well, happy viewing. I’ll try to put on a good show.”
He turned and left me with my ears burning and a weird tingling sensation in my dick.
Things proceeded as Desmond planned.
When we were back at the table, Desmond nonchalantly brought up the idea of hitting the night market. Elaine looked to me for my opinion and I found myself nodding along.
We paid the bill for our meal and took another cab to the night market.
Elaine and I strolled around for about fifteen minutes, her arm linked with mine. Desmond walked ahead of us, casually browsing the stalls.
Finally, I turned to Elaine. “Dear, I-I’m going to go for a walk near the beach,” I declared.
“Oh, okay,” Elaine said. “I’ll come with you.”
“N-no, that’s alright. I need to clear my head.”
Elaine studied my face for a moment, looking concerned. “… Alright,” she replied. She took my hand into both of hers and squeezed it. “I’m sorry I lost my temper earlier. This must be terribly hard for you.”
“Y-yeah,” I replied. “Don’t worry. I’m alright. Just need some time to process it.”
Elaine nodded and leaned in to kiss my cheek. “I’ll probably head back to our room after an hour,” she said.
“Okay,” I replied, “I’ll see you back at the room then.”
After struggling a little with my reluctance, I released my wife’s hands and walked away. I passed Desmond who was standing by a street food stall ahead of me. I caught him smirking again.
My heart was thumping. I kept walking until I was sure that I had lost the other two in the crowd. Then I slipped my hand into my jeans pocket and squeezed the keycard Desmond had given me.
Heaving a deep breath, I turned around and headed in the direction of our hotel.
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I got to my floor and marched straight past my room door and let myself into the boys’s room.
The boys’s room had three single beds. The first one, closest to the entrance, had recently been occupied. The blanket had been tossed aside onto the floor and the sheets were ruffled and damp. It smelt faintly of sweat and… sex.
I was reminded that my sister, Priscilla was here for the entire afternoon. As if confirming my thoughts, I accidentally stepped on a discarded pair of black panties on the floor.
I gulped and quickly stepped aside from it.
I knew I was on the clock. Looking around, I spied the wardrobe along one side of the messy bed. It was facing the row of three beds and its doors were the type with slated wooden blinds.
I opened the wardrobe. The auto lights came on. It was unused by the boys and seemed to have ample space within. I pushed the clothes hangers to one side and stepped inside. Turning around, I shut the wardrobe door. The lights clicked shut and I was shrouded in shadow.
As expected, I found that I was able to peek out across the hotel room through the gaps in the wooden blinds.
What the hell am I doing? I wondered to myself. Why am I here?
I was reminded that it was my choice to be involved in my wife’s affair with the boys. I could have just turned a blind eye and just be thankful that I have a loving wife at home, but nooooo.
My phone suddenly chimed, making me jump and knock my head at the back of the cupboard. Cursing, I took out my phone and put it on silent. I even turned off the vibration for good measure.
Then I checked the messages. Desmond had requested me to chat on Whatsapp.
I accepted and entered the chat. Another message came in.
Desmond: Hello Mr. Tan. Desmond here. Are you up in our room yet?
I took a deep breath and started messaging with Desmond. For some reason, I decided to lie to him.
Tan: No. I’m heading back to my room.
Desmond: Lost your nerve? That’s okay. Understandable. Elaine and I are heading up now.
Tan: No need to give me details. I understand.
Desmond: Haha. That’s surprising. I’d thought you’d be into it. Anyway, I thought you’d appreciate an update on what the other two has been up to earlier this afternoon…
An uploaded image immediately followed Desmond’s message. To my shock, I found myself staring at Priscilla, my younger sister. She was lying on a bed, blindfolded by a towel. Her arms were spread wide and firmly tied to the sides of the bed with belts and her legs were spread lewdly apart. Her entire petite, smooth body was flushed red and her mouth was gaping, seemingly gasping for air. Her naked body was covered in splatters thick gooey cum, from her face, to all over her perky petite breasts, all the way down to her inflamed red pussy, which itself was leaking what seemed like a river of frothy white cum.
My sister Priscilla is 32 years old, 4 years younger than me and Elaine. She has always been athletic and hyperactive since young so she maintained a lean and petite body. Her tits were perky, pink, with stiff nipples. I could see raw red bite marks on her breasts. Her pussy was engorged, and gaping. The two boys had really worked her over.
The image was so terribly wanton that I entered into a state of shock and didn’t snap out of it until I heard the hotel room door unlock and the hushed melody of my wife laughing in the background.
“Wait lar… wait larrr… aiyo. We’re here! Get inside before someone sees us, my goodness!” I heard Elaine say between giggles.
I quickly put down my phone and braced myself.
Elaine appeared out of the corner of my vision as I peered out between the slated wardrobe door. She went over the TV counter and placed her handbag on the surface. Elaine appeared flushed, and she had a mischievous half smile on her face.
“Can’t believe how lucky you are,” I heard my wife say with a small giggle, “I didn’t think we would have a chance until tomorrow,” she added.
Almost immediately, Desmond appeared and embraced Elaine’s waist from behind. He started kissing her neck.
“Emmmm…” Elaine moaned affectionately. She was leaning back against him.
Desmond’s hands eagerly went upwards in front of her, up to her chest.
Elaine giggled and moaned softly again, wiggling against her student’s embrace.
Desmond started grinding his crotch against Elaine’s shapely butt.
“Wow, so hard edi?” my wife replied breathily. She turned her head and kissed Desmond on the cheek affectionately.
“I’ve been hard for you since dinner, Ms. Tan,” Desmond growled. Desmond turned her around and kissed her on the lips while backing her towards the unused bed. Elaine sighed and melted against him just as they fell on the bed together. As they frenched passionately, Desmond started hiking up her dress.
Desmond’s hands slid up the sides of Elaine’s smooth, shapely thighs and started tugging down the waistband of her beige lace panty.
Elaine broke the kiss and giggled. “Slowly la, aiyo. So impatient,” she whispered.
Desmond peeled off Elaine’s thin panties and flicked it aside. Then he impatiently stood up and started stripping his own clothes off while my wife lay flushed, breathing deeply in anticipation on the bed. He got completely naked and climbed back on the bed, kneeling beside Elaine while brandishing his fully erect cock in front of her face.
Without a word my wife started licking the boy’s penis. A surge of jealousy welled up within me. Elaine had never done oral for me.
It didn’t look like my wife was hesitating or at all apprehensive as she glided her tongue deftly up and down the boys’s shaft. She even locked eyes with Desmond has she polished his cock. It made me wonder how many times has she done this with him. There was no doubt that there was a practiced familiarity in her actions.
After a while, Elaine gave Desmond a mischievous smile before engulfing the head of his cock in her mouth. Desmond closed his eyes and hissed with pleasure. I nearly let out a groan of my own as I felt my cock twitch. My wife started giving her student a real blowjob, gently bobbing her head and teasing his engulfed cockhead with her full lips.
As if that weren’t shocking enough, Elaine moved one of her hands between her pale thighs and started running her finger along her pink slit.
“Are you wet for me, Ms. Tan?” Desmond grunted.
“Mmmmhmmm…” my wife gave a mouthful hum in reply.
A few torturous minutes passed as I watched my wife continue to eagerly pleasure the teenager with her lips and tongue.
“Ahhh. Okay, I’m ready…” Desmond groaned. He seemed to be grimacing and fighting back his climax.
My wife stopped the blowjob. She sultrily backed up and lay back on the bed. She then slowly spread her legs in invitation to Desmond. Elaine bit her lip as she glanced at her student expectantly, exuding such an intense sexuality that I hardly recognize her anymore. Where has this woman been hiding all my life?
Desmond immediately got on top of her and positioned himself between her parted shapely thighs. Elaine was still in her floral shift dress. Desmond immediately reached behind her and started to unzip her dress. The boy then started ravaging my wife with kisses, urgently pushing his face on to her body while his hands continued working behind Elaine to try to free her bra. Elaine moaned and arched her back. After a while she expertly reached back and unsnapped her bra.
After that, things were almost a blur. The pair seemed to writhe on the bed as one for some time. Elaine’s moans got louder and louder. It eventually built up to the point Desmond started thrusting between her legs, egged on by Elaine’s agreeable moans.
Many times, I had to look away. The two of them were locked in such a close and intimate embrace, with Desmond thrusting freely and firmly into my wife’s sanctity while she moaned open mouthed at him. The whole time, their eyes were locked on each other, burning with intense passion.
It was too much.
“Ms. Tan, ahhhh!” I heard the boy groan.
I knew immediately that he was cumming in her.
I felt something running down my face and reached up to touch it.
It was tears.
My knees weak, I dropped to the floor and curled up at the corner of the wardrobe. I quickly lost track of time.
I think my wife and her student went another two rounds as I sat there with my world crumbling around me. Each of their coupling sounded more urgent and passionate than the last. The delirious cries and squeals of release coming from my wife was thoroughly burned into my mind.
I had thought I was strong enough to take it… To share my wife’s experiences, but apparently, I was wrong.
I don’t know how long I sat in the cupboard, but when my thoughts finally came back as my own, it was quiet outside. It would seem that the two had settled down.
My smartphone lit up silently in my hands. I glanced at it. My wife’s pretty photo was on the caller screen. She was calling me.
There was no way I could answer it, so I let it go to voicemail.
“He’s not picking up,” I heard Elaine say out in the bedroom.
“Dun care about him lar,” Desmond replied callously.
My phone lit up again. Elaine was calling once more.
“I should go find him,” Elaine said after I didn’t pick up again.
“Just message him can liao la. Stay here tonight…” said Desmond.
“I… I can’t… He needs me right now,” Elaine said.
“What?” Desmond snorted. “What’s he gotten himself into?”
“I dunno. I just have a bad feeling. He’s not in a good place right now. Sorry Desmond, I got to go.”
I heard the bed-springs creak and light footsteps going to and fro. It would seem Elaine is getting dressed.
“Desmond…” I heard Elaine say, “Remember, what I said before. After this, we can no longer continue…”
“No fair!”
“Be mature about this okay? Remember your promises to me.”
“Ugh. What about the other two?”
“It’s the same for them. But I’m more worried about you. You’re more attached to me. Too attached.”
“But I love…”
“Desmond, don’t say it," Elaine said, cutting him off. “I’m sorry. It’s time to grow up.”
I heard more pitter-patter of soft footsteps and then i heard the hotel room door latch open and seconds later the door thud shut.
What followed was a long while of dreadful silence.
Then I heard the bed-springs squeak again and a set of footsteps approaching. The door to the wardrobe was pulled open and I found myself staring up at a very different Desmond than the one I had seen up to this point.
The boy was crying.
“Congrats, you win,” Desmond said bitterly. “Now get the fuck out.”
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I stumbled out into the hallway and the door slammed shut behind me. I remembered that Elaine had gone to look for me and I quickly checked my phone. There was an additional 5 misscalls and a bunch of new messages from my wife. The messages were almost all pleas to get me to call her back.
I decided to return to my room across the hallway and call her.
I slid in the keycard and opened my hotel room door. Almost immediately, there was a cry from within the room and my wife, Elaine came bounding up to the door, eyes wide with worry.
“Where were you!?” She gasped. “Why didn’t you even message me?!”
“S-sorry,” I replied, “I just got a lot to think about.”
Elaine ran into me and embraced me tightly. “You idiot. I was so worried.”
“I’m okay….” I said weakly.
“I had an awful feeling. Just awful. I thought something bad had happened to you!”
I couldn’t help but marvel a bit. Did she actually sense my broken heart when I was in the wardrobe? How is that even possible?
I hugged her back tightly. “I’m fine dear,” I said.
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That night, after showering together we cuddled in bed until we fell asleep.
The next morning, I awoke to find Elaine already up. She was sitting up in bed and texting on her phone.
I couldn’t help but feel the pangs of jealousy and started to wonder who was on the other end of the line.
Elaine noticed I was awake and quickly put away her phone. “Hey,” she greeted me gently.
“Hey,” I replied.
Elaine took a deep breath and snuggled against my chest. “It’s over,” she whispered.
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For the next couple of days, Elaine and I spent most of our time together, healing. The boys was apparently kept plenty busy with my sister, Priscilla.
Our little holiday soon came to an end and we took the ferry back to the mainland, got into the van and was once again on the road, heading for home.
Elaine sat up front beside me this time. I don’t think the boys minded very much. I swear, they looked like they’ve lost weight and looked almost like husks of their former selves. Apparently my sister turned out to be quite the succubus.
Desmond was morose, and he spent the drive back home mostly staring out the window.
After we dropped the boys off, we headed straight home. Our son, Andy returned from camp a few days later. Things seemed to be returning to normalcy.
I was a bit apprehensive when school started back up and we headed back to work. How will the dynamics change between the three boys and my wife?
Turns out I needn’t worry. The three transferred out to another school soon after. Or rather, Desmond did, and the other two followed. I guess they were moving on in their own way.
Weeks later, I received the news that my sister and her husband was expecting their first child. Over the next few years, my sister would continue to continuously get pregnant at a prodigious rate. Elaine had no explanation for it, though she did mention that my sister and the boys did exchange numbers back on Tioman. I didn’t push for more info. Priscilla is an adult. She’s free to make her own choices.
As for Elaine, she was back to her usual bubbly self. Our relationship was stronger than ever.
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The atmosphere and ambiance of the airport was bringing back mixed feelings and memories. I can’t decide if it is good or bad.
Elaine looked ravishing, even if she was only in jeans and blouse, with her hair tied in a loose ponytail.
It was two months later and we were back in the airport where it all began. This time, we were here to pick up our son Andy again. He was briefly abroad with the school team for a badminton tournament.
I could tell that Elaine was sexually charged. She had a slight flush and was pacing restlessly. I guess the strange nostalgia of the airport had an effect for Elaine as well.
“Oh, finally. There they are!” Elaine said, nodding at the glass doors to the arrival hall.
Sure enough, a throng of students and a handful of teachers wearing our school’s sports attire was coming out.
I spotted Andy trotting towards us, his luggage in tow.
“Mummy! Daddy! We won!” Andy gushed excitedly.
“Wow! Good job!” Elaine said, “Looks like your hard work paid off!”
“Yup! Hehe!”
“Aunt Ellie! Uncle!” Someone else called out to us.
I glanced up to find a familiar face approaching from behind Andy.
“Jason! Good to see you!” I greeted my nephew. “Is your parents coming to get you? You want a lift?”
“Nah. It’s okay," Jason replied. “My girlfriend’s parents driving me,” he nodded at the pretty girl beside him. I know the girl, Rachael. She’s one of my students.
I noticed that Andy has gone oddly quiet now that Jason has stepped up.
“Jason, I heard you won! Congratulations!” Elaine said.
“Thanks aunt Ellie. Almost didn’t though. Our opponents were really strong this year.”
“Well good job,” Elaine said, grinning. She reached out and touched the young boy’s well chiseled biceps affectionately. “Tell your parents we said hi.”
“Will do! I’ll see you later!” Jason said as he turned to leave with Rachael.
Jason is 17 years old and he is my oldest brother’s youngest boy. He’s a good kid. Very popular and accomplished at our school.
“He’s grown to be so handsome,” Elaine suddenly commented.
Maybe it was still the dang airport and all the associations with the past that it digs up, but for a moment there, my cock gave a strong twitch.
THE END???
