My Denise

The 4 plus hours trip on the flight was a nightmare. Denise had never suspected me of anything in the 6 years we were together and this was the first time. I was sure that she would be very angry.

I had parked my car at the airport as it was just a 2 day trip and more convenient for me to drive instead of getting a cab. Anyway, the parking charges would be reimbursed by the company.

My original flight was to land at 7pm. As I had taken the earlier flight, I landed at about 3pm in Singapore. I collected the car and drove home, anxious to further explain myself.

Just as I drove into the side road towards the entrance of my multistory carpark, I saw a woman hailed a taxi and it stopped about 30m in front of me.

Even from this distant, I could see that it was Denise who had flagged the cab. She seemed to be in a hurry and did not see my car in the distance.

I took out my phone and wanted to call her so that I could send her to her intended location.

However, my intuition told me to put the phone back into its holder and follow her discretely, especially after what had happened during our conversation last night.

She was not in her standard TShirt and shorts but was dressed in a blouse and skirt, something that she would not normally wear if she was out to the mall or to run some errands. Her haste to get into the cab also gave me the vibes that it had something to do with last night.

I decided to tail her to find out where she was going.

I had no experience following someone and it was not easy. I had to beat a few traffic lights just to keep up and I hoped that I was not caught on any of the traffic cameras.

Finally, the cab turned in to Vivo. Not following the cab into the drop-off bay, I headed straight into the carpark and parked my car.

Once I got into the mall, I made some simple deductions of where she could be.

The way she was dressed told me that she was not going shopping and since she was so neatly dressed, it seemed to indicate that she would be meeting someone. But where would she be if she was meeting someone?

My guessed was one of the restaurants. I went around level 2 and could not find her. Heading down to level 1, I finally saw her seated in one of the restaurants.

Her companion was a guy but I could only see the back of his head from where I was.

Fortunately it was one of the bigger restaurants and as I discretely made my way into the restaurant, I was careful not to let her see me. There were rows of plants that were placed in the restaurant to seggregate the sections and I made sure that I was hidden behind them.

Finally, I found a seat that was near to Denise and the guy but was still protected by the plants and yet I could hear what they were talking about.

Once I made my drink order, I settled down to listen.

Man: Ah…. it’s easy for me to do that….

Denise: so can you help me?

Man: let me consider….haha….

His voice sounded familar but I could not place a face to it.

Denise: I am sure you can help me…

Man: like I said, I will consider. Denise, we had just met. Why not tell me about yourself?

Denise: I am not here for a date or to make friends with you. You said you could help in the email. That’s why I am here.

Man: haha…. if you are not my friend and since I don’t know you, why should I help you?

There was a silence that followed and I presume that she was considering. I wondered what was it that she needed help and not come to me first.

Denise: ok. what do you want to know?

Man: how old are you?

Denise: 25…

Man: good…. younger than me…. I like girls who are younger than me…..

Denise: excuse me….. I am married ok?

Man: well, he did what he did even though he was married, right?

Denise: I can’t confirm. That’s why I am asking you for help. If you do not want to, let me know. I’ll look for others.

Man: I didn’t say I won’t help. Tell me more about your relationship with him. I need to know more.

Denise: well, we are happy together. So I don’t know why he did it. I trusted him…

She seemed to be speaking to a private investigator and I was about to stand up and go and explain myself when the waiter came back with my drink.

Man: so do you guys have sex often?

Denise: once a while….

Man: was it passionate?

Denise: it used to be…… why are we going into this?

Man: I need to understand before I can help you….

Denise: ok….

Man: did you give him a blowjob?

Denise: not everytime…..

The waiter left and I pushed my chair back, ready to walk over. He was asking her about our private details and she was tell him about it. If he was a PI, then his questions had no relation as to the help that she was requesting from him.

Man: did he licked you?

Denise: Brad….. do you really want to help?

Brad. I stopped moving. Is this the Brad from my office? When I placed the voice to the face, I knew it was him.

How did she know him? I knew she mentioned that she sent him an email but I was surprised that she had contacted him at all.

How did she even get his email or knew who to look for when I had never told her about my colleagues in the office except for Kim, Leslie, Jack and Angel?

Kim was my boss, so naturally I complained to her about him. Leslie and Jack were my lunch kakis. Angel was my team mate.

So how did she know Brad and what was the purpose for her to reach out to him?

Stunned, I sat down again.

Brad: I already told you why I needed all these information. Back to my question, so does Chris still lick you?

Denise: errm… this is rather awkward……

There was silence and I could tell that she was considering to reply him. I hoped not.

Denise: errm…ok…. yes….

Brad: did you still enjoy it?

Denise: errm…. it’s not as passionate as before…..

Brad: ok…. that could be the reason as well that he strayed. Angel is very pretty. Have you seen her before?

Angel. Now I know the reason why she reached out to him but it still did not explain how she got to know him. There were many people in my company. Why specifically Brad?

Denise: no…. but Chris told me about her……

Brad: I’ll help you to find out more details….. give me your number. It’s difficult to communicate through emails.

Denise: don’t call me….. just text…. I don’t want him to find out that I had contacted you….

Brad: of course…..

Denise: please let me know if you have any news…. Thanks…. I’ll make my move now. He should be home soon.

I heard her got up and I used the menu to hide my face as she left the restaurant. Not long after, he left as well.

I gave it another 30mins before leaving and headed home.

There were plenty of things on my mind as I drove home.

Even though Denise had contacted Brad, I could not go to him and asked him directly about it. I was not close him and it would be strange for me to ask him how did my wife know him. Furthermore the questions that they spoke about were pretty confidential and if it would be awkward for me to reach out to him.

Imagine if you went to your colleague and asked him, “hey, why did my wife contacted you?” and he replied “oh… she didn’t enjoy giving you a blowjob any more”. That would be extremely awkward.

Looking for him was not the option. The only way was to speak to Denise and convince her that there was nothing between Angel and I.

When I arrived home, she had already changed into her home clothes.

She acted normal and greeted me, before helping me with the items in my luggage.

Once I bathe, I found her in the study doing her editorial work. I sat in front of her across the desk.

Me: baby….. I think we need to talk….

Denise: what about?

Me: About what you think had happened….. I need to assure you that nothing happened.

Denise: I am not bothered….

I knew she was bothered by it and I could not tell her that I tailed her to her meeting with Brad. It would open a bigger can of worms.

Me: ok…. anyway, I need to tell you that nothing happened between Angel and myself. Trust me. I swear to it.

She studied my face carefully and looked into my eyes as if she could find the answers there.

Me: Look, I am really not interested in her…… she is just my colleague and you are definitely more attractive than her…..

Finally, she smiled and nodded her head.

Denise: ok…. I trust you this time….

Even though she had said that she believed me but I was not too convinced with her replies. Just like what she said, I could only trust that she believed me.

10th Nov (Fri)

The next day, back in the office, Angel acted normal when she saw me and did not mentioned anything about what happened during that night.

She just greeted me as normal and asked if I needed help with Denise. I told her that I think that the issue had been resolved and she stopped asking.

Once Kim arrived, she and I went into his room and reported to him about our meeting with the client.

He was pleased with the progress and wanted us to continue to work on it.

As for Brad, I did not see him in the office and I assumed that he was out for customer’s meeting. Just to be sure, I called home and Denise answered the call.

During lunch, Leslie and Jack teased me about the trip.

Leslie: Chris, first time going overseas with a pretty Korean. Any happenings?

Jack: look at his face. I’m sure they had a good time.

Me: guys…. don’t talk nonsense. What could happen?

Jack: many things….. I mean, you have an evening together right?

Me: yah… like having dinner with the client….

Leslie: and after that? I’m sure you shared a room….. haha….

Me: nope. You know company’s policy. If it is a guy and a girl, then it’s 2 separate rooms. One each….

Jack: You could still sneak into her room in the middle of the night…. haha….

Me: hey…. Don’t spread fake news….. this could become a gossip and a misunderstanding. Nothing happened between us, ok?

They both laughed when they saw that I was very serious.

Leslie: ok…ok…. we are just joking…. but then…..

I knew they were not serious but they continued to tease me during the lunch session. Fortunately they were mindful about bringing the gossip into the office and it ended once we were back in the office.

11th Nov - 12th Nov

Over the weekend, I saw a few preview messages in Denise’s phone that was from Brad.

Brad text: Hi pretty, how are you?

Brad text: what are you doing?

Brad text: Are you free to meet?

However, I did not unlock her phone to read the messages to find out if she replied him. It was very obvious that he was haressing her but I could do nothing about it.

13th Nov (Mon)

The client send us an email for a final meeting in Shenzhen on Wednesday. Kim was to come with us.

I headed home that night and told Denise about it. When she knew that Kim was coming along, she just nodded and wished me luck for the deal.

15th Nov (Wed)

Again we took the earliest flight out. Kim was in business class whereas Angel and myself squeezed into economy.

Once we arrived, we checked into a different hotel as the previous one was fully booked. The only hotel left that was nearest to the customer’s office did not have suites and Kim had no choice but to take the same deluxe room as us.

When we got out keys, I realized that Angel’s room was sandwiched between ours.

We headed out to the client meeting once we had dropped off our luggage. The meeting was a good one and the client confirmed on the bade of materials again. What was left would be the contract and we would be expected to submit it to them as soon as possible.

After the meeting, it was followed by dinner and drinks again.

This time, Angel did not get drunk and Lee sent us back to the hotel once more. Along the way, since I sat in the front passenger seat, I took a quick glance towards the backseat and noticed that Kim’s hand was on the knee of Angel. I could see that she was mighty uncomfortable and I quickly turned back to face the front.

At the hotel, Kim said that he had some discussion with Angel and they went into her room, leaving me to headed back to my own.

I did a video call with Denise and as usual, whenever I travelled, she was staying overnight at her mum’s place.

It was a short call and even after I hung up, I still did not hear the door of Angel’s room being opened. i was pretty certain that Kim was still in her room and I was curious about what was happening there.

For this hotel, there was a connecting door between Angel’s room and mine. I figured that even though I could not see them but I should be able to hear their conversation if I used this door.

I switched off my lights and softly opened the side of my door, careful not to make any noises as it would transmit into the room next door.

There was no handle on the side of her connecting door from my end and that would be the only door that separate both rooms. Of course, if someone decided to open that door and see me standing there, then I would be fucked.

As I stood in the darkness, I could clearly hear their voices from the other side of the door. However, there were some words that I could not pick out with my ears.

I figured that perhaps I could record their conversation with my phone and listen to it later. Maybe Kim could be telling Angel about some changes that would be happening to the sales team and I was interested to know if it will affect me.

I set my phone to recording mode before placing in the tiny space under the door. Once done, I put my ear to the door and listen.

Kim: so…. how is it? have you agree on my proposition? One of the 2 managerial positions available….. it’s up to you.

My ears picked up on the availability of the managerial positions. This was something new to me. If Kim was looking for 2 managers, he had not informed anyone else in the team.

Angel: I need to consider…..

Kim: it’s been 10mins since I told you…..

I heard some movements in the room.

Kim: you know what I want and what you need to do…..

There was silence.

Kim: C Cups….nice…. and firm…. a job well done by your surgeon although I prefer natural…..

Although I could not see what was happening but it seemed that Kim was grabbing Angel’s breasts. Standing behind the door, I wondered if he had removed her top or was just grabbing her through her clothes.

I had known Angel for some time but I had never expected her to allow this to happen since she left Korea because she felt oppressed. But knowing Kim’s character, he would be very pushy on this until he got what he wanted.

Angel: so, you will promote me after this?

Kim: it depends on how happy I am….haha….

There was silence again and a tiny sound seemed like a zipper being unzipped but I could not be sure. She gasped and the next conversation confirmed what I heard.

Kim: ah…. yes…. suck me….suck my dick…..

Standing there in the darkness, I started to have an erection. Although I did not have any visuals but my imgaination started to run wild. I remembered how her body looked like and I imagined her sexy lips sucking on his dick.

Kim: take off your panties….. yes…. nice trimmed bush….

Her tiny rectangular strip would actually bring more attention to it than to her private region as I remembered how I was amazed by how immaculate it was managed.

Angel: ahhhh….. ahhhh…..

Kim: you are so wet……haha….

I could not hear any slopping noises and I would imagine he was either licking or fingering her. I remembered her tiny hidden lips that I had managed to have a peeked look at.

Kim: come…. spread your legs….. yes…. that’s the way…..

Angel: slowly please…..

Kim: You are dripping already….. haha…..

Angel: wait….wait…..OUCH!! ahhhhh…….

Kim: very wet….. good….haha….

This time, I could hear their bodies smacking together as he fucked her.

I dropped my shorts and took out my dick and imagined that I was fucking Angel and started to wank myself off. I knew that this was pathetic but I could not barged into their room to get involved but their descriptive words were getting me to become very stimulated.

Kim: ummm….ummm….

Angel: agghhhhh….aghhhhh…..

He continued to fuck her and I could hear that the rhythm was slow, perhaps due to his age.

Kim: ugghhh…. ughhh…..

Angel: shit! pull out! pull out!

I was sure that Angel had not had her orgasm as she did not sounded so but I was sure that Kim had his from the way he moaned.

Without anymore of her moanings to encourage me further, I stopped touching myself and wore my shorts back. I had not cum.

Next, I heard someone got out of bed and went to the toilet before going back to the room again.

Angel: are you happy and satisfied? I told you to pull out but you shot into me!

I could tell that she was very unhappy.

Kim: no….. not really satisfied…. I am a difficult man to please….. once is not enough to make me happy….. hahaha….

With that, I heard the door to her room opened and closed as he left her room.

Angel: asshole……

With nothing more to listen to, I collected my phone from the floor and quietly close the connecting door.

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Please show some appreciation for my effort and this is just the prelude.

16 Nov

The next morning, when we met for breakfast, both of them acted normally. If I had not overheard the whole incident last night, I would not know what had happened between them.

Kim gave a debrief and talked about work and I thought about the 2 managerial positions that were available. I was interested in one of them but I could not ask Kim directly as it would divulged that I had eavesdropped on them last night. I had to think of other ways to bring this up to him.

Once our flight landed, we headed off in separate directions.

When I arrived home, Denise was not around and so I unpacked my luggage.

As I took my soiled clothes to the laundry basket, I noticed there was a dress in it. Denise would not normaly wear a dress since she worked from home and she was at her mum’s place last night.

I picked up the item and could smell some of her perfume in it. Although it was not a sexy piece but finding out that she had gone out either yesterday or earlier today, made me suspicious.

I suspected that she had met up with Brad again even though she had told me that she believed my explanation.

I called her.

Me: baby… I am home…. where are you?

Denise: I am out with Candice. She needed to shop for some stuffs and made me accompany her.

Me: oh ok….

Denise: We are at bugis. Can you come and pick us later?

She gave me the time and after having a lonely dinner, I headed to Bugis.

They were already waiting at the pickup point when I arrived with shopping bags in their hands. Both of them were in Tshirt and shorts as they boarded my car.

Denise: thank you baby….

Candice: Hi Chris… thanks for picking us.

Me: my pleasure to be picking up 2 beautiful ladies….

Their giggles echoed in my car.

I had known Candice since she was 16. She was taking her “O” levels and I did not pay much attention to her then. Her figure at that time was like a adolence and I thought that she was too young and had treated her like a younger sister.

Since then, she had grown. Just like Denise, Candice had gotten her good mother’s genes. Although Denise was prettier but Candice’s body measurements were almost a complete replica of hers. There were once that Candice had come over to my place to stay overnight and I had seen her in real tiny shorts which had started my heart racing but that was the most or least I had seen of Candice’s body.

Unlike Denise, from the time I had known Candice, she already had 10 boyfriends since. She party quite often and was selling some stuffs online as her main income. At times, she also had some modelling jobs for events.

I cracked some jokes in the car and Candice laughed happily. Although Denise was also laughing but I could tell that she was not in a totally relaxed state and there seemed to be something bothering her.

After I dropped of Candice at her parents’ place and when we were home, Denise went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Taking this opportunity, I unlock her phone and looked into it.

Brad text: Hi pretty, how are you? (11 nov)

Brad text: what are you doing? (11 nov)

Brad text: Are you free to meet? (12 nov)

I saw the previous 3 messages that I had only seen the previews. I scrolled down and read the messages that I had not seen before.

Brad text: Why are you not replying? (13 Nov)

Brad text: I miss your beautiful face. you are the most beautiful girl I had seen. Can we meet? (13 Nov)

Brad text: hey your husband is going on the trip tomorrow. Can we meet? (14 Nov)

Brad text: if you do not reply, I will let him know that you came to me (14 Nov)

Denise text: thanks. I do not need your help any more. The matter is already closed. (14 Nov)

Brad text: I’ll tell him that you told me about your sex life (14 Nov)

Denise text: what do you want? Please leave me alone. (14 Nov)

Brad text: I want to see you. I miss you. (14 Nov)

Brad text: Are you going to reply? Your husband is having a good time with Angel now (15 Nov)

Denise text: I am not free (15 Nov)

Brad text: I’ll let the whole office knows what you told me about them and that your sex life sucks. (15 Nov)

Denise text: ok. only a short while. I’ll meet you at the same place at 1pm. It’s the last time. (15 Nov)

As I suspected, they had met up again.

I searched through her browsing history and found out that she had searched through my company website for the sales contact of my company on the 8th of Nov. That was the date when she found out that I was in Angel’s room. Besides Angel, Brad name was the second in the website because of the first alphabet of his name.

I quickly accessed her email through her app and she had sent the first email to him on the same night.

Denise email: “Hi, are you in the same department as Chris?”

Brad email: " who are you?"

Denise email: “I am his wife. I have some things I needed help with. Could we meet up?”

Brad email: “sure. See you at Vivo tomorrow at 3.30pm”

I returned the phone back to its last location as I did not want her to know that I was accessing her phone. When she was out from the bathroom, I did not ask her anything about Brad.

I needed to have more information first before I took any actions. I was sure that Denise would not be unfaithful but he was definitely bothering her.

That night, she went to bed later as she had to rush out her work that she had missed in the day.

As I lay in bed alone, I thought about how to deal with Brad to get him off her back while I also wondered what they had spoke about yesterday.

17 Nov (Fri)

The morning was busy as I had to help Angel to consolidate the materials of our overseas meeting so that she could work on the contract and submit it.

Just before lunch, Brad came to my desk.

Brad: hey Chris….. want to go for lunch?

Me: I am quite busy today. Need to submit my portion of work to Angel for her to finish the contract.

Brad: come on…. my treat……

He had never looked for me for lunch and I knew that he was up to something. After informing Leslie and Jack that I was not joining them, I agreed to his invitation as I wanted to find out his intention of this lunch.

Perhaps I could also get some information on what Denise and him had chatted about yesterday.

After I told Angel that I would be back as soon as possible, I went out to lunch with Brad.

He selected an expensive restaurant in Boat Quay as he said that there was a smaller crowd. We got out seats easily and made our orders.

Brad: this is our first lunch together….

Me: yes. what’s up? why are you asking me out suddenly?

Brad: no la….. I have some relationship issues that I needed your advise. I heard that you have a good listening ear from the rest of the folks.

Me: what is it?

Brad: I am going after a married woman…..

Immediately I knew he was talking about Denise. I felt myself getting angry but I calmed down as I did not want him to know that I had found out about him and also wanted to know what he would say.

Me: Is she Korean? I heard that you like Korean girls….

Brad: haha….no…. she is local….

Me: It’s not good to go after a married woman…. you shouldn’t….

Brad: haha…. well, the reason was because she is very pretty and have a very hot body…… Imagine this…. a woman with C cups and a slim waist, coupled with slim legs…… don’t you agree she is hot?

I thought about my Denise and remembered the first time I saw her in the University. Indeed I had found her hot.

Me: yes but she is still a married woman…

Brad: she said her husband could not satisfy her…. so I think I could help….

I tried to control myself and had to hold tightly onto the side of my pants to prevent myself from reaching across the table and punch the smirk off his face. It was not easy to control but I had to do it.

Me: Is she interested in you as well?….

Brad: haha…. I don’t think so yet….

Me: well that’s your answer….

Brad: But I will still try…. I just feel like fucking her…… I could imagine how her breasts look like. I want to suck those melons….. I am sure she would beg for it……haha….

I was taken aback at the crude words he just used.

Me: what do you mean? do you intend to rape her?!

Brad: haha…. don’t be foolish. I won’t want to be arrested….. I’ll make sure that she will agree to it before I fuck her…….

Although he did not know that I knew he was talking about Denise, he looked directly into my eyes. It seemed to be a direct challenge to me and I looked back. I knew he had a plan already and will be executing it soon.

He looked away first.

Brad: haha… don’t think that I am a pervert….. I am just helping out a frustrated woman….. thanks for listening…..

The food came and we ate in silence.

He was obviously showing off to me, thinking that I was still in the dark.

In my mind, I was thinking what his plans were and how to stop him before he get to Denise. I wished I could have punch the smirk off his cocky face but if I did so, I could get into trouble with the law and that would leave Denise totally vunerable to him.

I had to make my plans quick.

We headed back to office after lunch and immediately I texted my friend.

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ilikeoldchangke

Support and camping for more !!

bro, I understand that you are working currently for some stories concurrently and with the normal work life, you are busy.

I like your works but the ending for the Prison I am in, seemed a bit rush and unlike the rest of your works.

but anyway, keep up the good work.

Writing is a hobby and to share it with us, we really appreciate it.

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sexcision

Another great story in the making.

U bro, is one of my favourite writer here coz u

1. are one hell of a writer

2. always completes your story

3. write story with solid plots.

Keep it up and always reading your story thou I dun comment often.

thanks bro.

I don’t like stories that are just pure mindless sex, sex and more sex. There are tons of such stories on the internet and it’s easy to get those which are completed.

Writers in here always claim to be true stories and readers like “true stories” but how many of those are really true?

But to each of their own.

I try my best to come up with a story with some content and make sure that I finish it. I don’t like incomplete stories.

Sometimes, getting a plot up is not easy. Have to use some brain juice and I don’t have a lot. That is why my stories are only once in a long while.

Anyway, thanks for reading.

More juicy updates coming up.

Cheers