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Originally Posted by
otamay
I think is not the prawn or coconut, Wanda must had something very extra. So scary, please continue writing.
It’s not the prawn or the coconut,
Bro otamay
? It must be the rice then!
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Originally Posted by
KhmerSpy
Do keep your updates coming!
Ok
Bro KhmerSpy
! Updating now. Just hope that my colleagues won’t come back from lunch too early today. It’s hot outside
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Originally Posted by
ml1138
my sentiment with you.!!!
Bro ml1138
, I think you and Bro otamay know something that I don’t?
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Originally Posted by
Ray06
Quite strange to eat wife pussy on the first fu*k !
TS must have scared his wife for the rest of her life when sex is concerned !
Porn tapes give us lots of ideas,
Bro Ray06
. During my time, that was one of the main source of ‘sex education’. Heh heh!
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Originally Posted by
SerflySGR
“Sudah basi,”
she said quietly. I notice she made a ‘irritated’ face and then proceeded to ‘snatch’ the remaining plate of rice from me. By this time, I had probably finished more than half of the rice and most of the
sambal I dang
.
“It’s ok,”
I assured her,
“it’s still good effort by you. You must have woken up really early to cook this for me. Thank you Sayang!”
I reached out to cup her cheek in my hand.
“Sorry. Not good”
she apologised for not being able to replicate her mother’s recipe. She told me to wait while she cooked another batch of rice for me but I told her it was ok. Compared to my wife who never went out of her way to cook anything ‘special’ for me, Wanda was a gem! I pulled her close and embraced her. Wow! She smelt nice. Handing her hand, I guided her back to the room.
I noticed that my son’s grades were sliding. As mid-year examinations were around the corner, I tried my best to help my boy with his studies. Frederick, one of my online
kakis
had offered to pass some ‘Top School’ test papers that he bought for his daughter previously; his daughter was one or two years older than my son so the timing was about right. It doesn’t make sense to let my son practice on ‘outdated’ syllabus, right?
Fred was very helpful. Not only was he going to pass me all his daughter’s study material, he even delivered it right to my doorstep. Such a helpful friend!
The door bell rang and I ushered Fred and his daughter into my humble abode.
“Wow! Your place very big and tidy!”
he complimented.
“Ok lah! Got maid to help us tidy up.”
I said, not wanting to sound boastful.
“Last time I also got maid,”
Frederick continued,
“but my wife say now that the children are grown up, they need to pick up by themselves.”
Wanda appeared from the kitchen with two glasses of
Bandung
. She offered the pinkish drink to Fred and his daughter, bowed slightly and went back into the kitchen.
“Wah! Your maid very automatic hor?”
Fred said,
“Last time my maid everything also must ask her to do then she do. Like robot like that. Your maid from where? Philippines ah?”
“Wanda’s from Indonesia.”
I replied.
“Wah! Where got Indonesia maid so zi dong one?
*
" and some more so……”
he paused, making sure his daughter was out of earshot before he continued,
“And so jambu some more! Where you found this maid one? How ah? Her neh neh got ‘B’ cup or not? Wah! You are very lucky man!”
I shrugged my shoulders and told him that I didn’t know.
“When she wash her bra, you go and take a look lah! Or when she go shopping to buy bra, when you paying for it, you take a look at the size mah!”
Fred was always full of ideas.
I just chuckled. How I wish I could tell him I knew more than Wanda’s bra size?
*
Zi dong is a Hokkien slang for having initiative.
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Originally Posted by
diputs1269
Your friend Frederick has many funny ideas, please continue writing.
Frederick (name has been changed to protect the guilty) is a very fun guy to be with; his language is very colorful and he calls a boob a boob, even in front of his wife and children. He’s also very generous and kind.
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Originally Posted by
SerflySGR
“Wah! Where got Indonesia maid so zi dong one? And some more so……”
he paused, making sure his daughter was out of earshot before he continued,
“And so jambu some more! Where you found this maid one? How ah? Her neh neh got ‘B’ cup or not? Wah! You are very lucky man!”
I shrugged my shoulders and told him that I didn’t know.
“When she wash her bra, you go and take a look lah! Or when she go shopping to buy bra, when you paying for it, you take a look at the size mah!”
Fred was always full of ideas.
I just chuckled. How I wish I could tell him I knew more than Wanda’s bra size?
Wanda came in to ask if Frederick and his daughter were staying for dinner so that she could prepare extra. Fred took this chance to practice his
Bahasa
.
“You later masak what? Curry ayam? Assam Fish Ikan?”
I just stood there chuckling at Fred’s attempt to chat Wanda up.
Wanda blushed and answered softly.
“All you belajar in Indonesia in your home town or Ma’am cikgu you?”
he continued.
I tried to control my laughter seeing how hard Fred was trying to impress Wanda with his linguistic skills. Also, I knew that there were differences in the Malay and Indonesian languages.
“Oei! Frederick! Don’t come and kacau my maid lah!”
my wife came to Wanda’s rescue,
“and please don’t corrupt my husband’s brain with your crazy ideas!”
Wanda nodded, excused herself and scurried back to the kitchen. With Wanda out of the picture, Fred turned his attention to my wife,
“Sister, how are you feeling now? Chemo tired or not?”
Glad that my wife had come out to ’take over’ from me, I went into the study room to see what my son was up to.
“Ah Ba, how to do this?”
my son pushed a test paper in my direction.
“Hmm…… If Edward spends $10 more than Fandi every day…….”
I scratched my head. I took the paper and showed it to Fred, seeking his assistance,
“How bro? If Alistair Edwards spends $10 more than Fandi Ahmad, then how much does V Sundramoorthy have by the end of the month?”
Fred took the paper to me and waved it at his daughter,
“Girl, how to do this question?”
They say ’the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree’; if you thought Fred was direct, his daughter was a chip off the old block.
“You ask me? I ask who?”
she retorted, shrugged and handed the paper back to her father.
“You mean you don’t know? Then you know if you got neh or not? If you got no neh then it means you have a brain. If you have a brain, then you can do this question. If you cannot do this question, then you better grow a neh! Or else you no hope already.”
Fred challenged his daughter. I couldn’t understand his logic; how do you grow ‘a breast’ anyway? Don’t breasts come in pairs?
“Aiya! Whatever lah!”
she just brushed off her father’s statement as if it was of no consequence and returned to her MP3 songs.
“I think got answer sheet. You see answer sheet lah bro.”
Fred suggested,
“or you get your son a tutor. Best is those come your house one so when she check your son’s work out, you can also check her out.”
he said.
“Er, I think it’s not very nice to say that to your daughter lah bro.”
I said.
“Aiya! She used to it by now lah. Anyway, it’s true what: if you don’t have brains then you have to have boobs.”
Fred said.
At least this time he mentioned boobs (plural) as opposed to a singular breast. Having Fred around was a colorful addition to the family and it made my wife laugh. I just hope my son doesn’t pick up any of Fred’s language. And I certainly hope that he won’t brush me off when he gets older. I hope.
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Originally Posted by
RedTipDick
https://www.straitstimes.com/singapo...-had-raped-her
Don’t end up like this case brother😂😂😂
I hope not
Bro RedTipDick
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Originally Posted by
SerflySGR
“I think got answer sheet. You see answer sheet lah bro.”
Fred suggested,
“or you get your son a tutor. Best is those come your house one so when she check your son’s work out, you can also check her out.”
he said.
“Er, I think it’s not very nice to say that to your daughter lah bro.”
I said.
“Aiya! She used to it by now lah. Anyway, it’s true what: if you don’t have brains then you have to have boobs.”
Fred said.
At least this time he mentioned boobs (plural) as opposed to a singular breast. Having Fred around was a colorful addition to the family and it made my wife laugh. I just hope my son doesn’t pick up any of Fred’s language. And I certainly hope that he won’t brush me off when he gets older. I hope.
This episode made me realize that my son was really lagging behind in his school work. I used to be able to help him with his studies but I now lack the time. And, even if I had the time, some of his work is really beyond my abilities. The answer sheets only provided the answer to the questions; they do not explain how they derived the answer. Even if they did, I wouldn’t understand. I really had to get my son a tutor.
The following day, the Group Chat was abuzz about my cute-looking maid; Frederick had ’leaked’ the news to the whole gang. All the boys took turns asking for Wanda’s pic or volunteered their ‘services’, e.g. plumbing, electrical, handy man, delivery, etc. What a bunch of LTKs!
I sent Fred messages privately if he knew any private tutors and he suggested Chester who was also in our Group Chat. According to him, Chester used to teach at a tuition centre but had since re-joined the workforce and was teaching part-time. I had only met Chester a few times during some group gathering but he often came late and left early so I didn’t have much of an impression of him. Although Fred sang praises of our mutual ‘friend’, I didn’t know him that well and I was fearful of allowing another ‘wolf’ into my home, especially after what had happened. I decided to seek alternatives.
As it was the long weekend, there was a lot of work in the office and before I knew it, it was already past 7.23 pm. Deciding that I was too tired to think further, I packed my things and made my way home.
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Originally Posted by
otamay
Story getting more interesting, please continue.
Sorry to keep you waiting
Bro otamay
! Thought I could update more during the long weekend but so many things happened.
Kesian lah
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Originally Posted by
Wibers
Very interesting story bro, camping for updates
Good to know you like it
Bro Wibers
! Keep the camp fire burning; I will try to be back soon!
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Originally Posted by
diputs1269
Waiting here for more updates.
Hi
Bro diputs1269
! Hope you have a good long weekend. Will try to update. A lot of things happen over the last few days. Now racing against time. Heh heh!
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Originally Posted by
Rocknrollrocks
Thanks for sharing…sounds really kinky lol
Which part sounds kinky,
Bro Rocknrollrocks
?
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Originally Posted by
SerflySGR
I sent Fred messages privately if he knew any private tutors and he suggested Chester who was also in our Group Chat. According to him, Chester used to teach at a tuition centre but had since re-joined the workforce and was teaching part-time. Although he sang praises of our mutual friend, I was fearful or allowing another ‘wolf’ into my home, especially after what had happened. I decided to seek alternatives.
As it was the long weekend, there was a lot of work in the office and before I knew it, it was already past 7.23 pm. Deciding that I was too tired to think further, I packed my things and made my way home.
I thought the long weekend was a good time to catch-up but I was really wrong. Just like the saying, it never rains but it pours; so many things happened since Saturday that I couldn’t have time for myself and I made little progress with my son’s work. My wife’s health condition didn’t help either. The only consolation I have every night was when the rest have gone to bed, Wanda would sneak into the Master Bedroom to ‘comfort me’ (as she calls it) and
sayang
me.
Once at the office, I received a few private messages from Chester; he said Fred had told him about my son not doing very well at school and needed private tuition. His messages were not too pushy but I felt he was just taking ‘his turn’ to volunteer his ‘brotherly services’. He outlined how he could help my son cope with his studies. Honestly, after going through my son’s work, I knew it was really beyond me to help him. On one hand, Chester seemed like the ‘obvious’ choice but on the other hand, Fred’s suggestion of
getting a (female) tutor that I can ‘check out’
sounds like a nice idea too! Browsing through the forum, I found
an interesting post by
Bro a380
. Wow! This looks like a tutor I would hire to teach my son. I won’t even mind moving to Woodlands, CCK or Jurong East just so that she could teach my son.
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(Photos and links courtesy of
Bro a380
from ‘Chio sch teachers’ thread)
I chuckled to myself which drew the curious looks from a few colleagues nearby. I wanted to offer them coffee but I remember that some of them are fasting. Nowadays have to learn to be politically correct.
Going back to my phone, I saw there were tons of messages in the Group Chat and some more messages from Chester; he offered a few links where I could download some free test papers with answers (and workings) included. I thanked him but at the back of my head, I was really reluctant to engage Chester. It was a well-known fact that Chester was some sort of ladies’ man and I was worried how Wanda would warm up to him. Just imagine: my son and Wanda alone at home while I was at work. While Fred was ‘No Action, Talk Only’, the word on the street was Chester was a ‘submariner’ - hiding underwater until the very last moment. What mischief could Chester be up to once I open the doors to my home to him?
Looking at the clock in the middle of the room, I was surprised that I had spent half a day so unproductively. It was almost 11.20 and I had not gone through the spares list for the day. Shaking the cobwebs in my head, I willed myself to get some work done before I get into trouble!
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Originally Posted by
SerflySGR
Going back to my phone, I saw there were tons of messages in the Group Chat and some more messages from Chester; he offered a few links where I could download some free test papers with answers (and workings) included. I thanked him but at the back of my head, I was really reluctant to engage Chester. It was a well-known fact that Chester was some sort of ladies’ man and I was worried how Wanda would warm up to him. Just imagine: my son and Wanda alone at home while I was at work. While Fred was ‘No Action, Talk Only’, the word on the street was Chester was a ‘submariner’ - hiding underwater until the very last moment. What mischief could Chester be up to once I open the doors to my home to him?
Looking at the clock in the middle of the room, I was surprised that I had spent half a day so unproductively. It was almost 11.20 and I had not gone through the spares list for the day. Shaking the cobwebs in my head, I willed myself to get some work done before I get into trouble!
“You look good in that red lingerie, Wanda.”
Chester’s compliments made Wanda blush,
“you should wear this more often, understand?”
Wanda nodded dutifully.
“That’s a good girl, Wanda! Now turn around like a model; let me see if the lingerie fits you?”
Wanda made a twirl and bit her lower lip.
“Perfect! I like it!”
Chester exclaimed,
“Do you like what I have bought for you, Wanda?”
Wanda nodded again.
“You are a sexy little girl. You should dress in sexy clothing, not those childish clothes that Serfly makes you wear; so childish.”
I was outraged that Chester would criticize me in this manner.
“Your abang,”
he continued to mock,
“is a pedophile. He likes to see women in kiddy clothes and then fuck their brains out. But not me, I know a real woman when I see one.”
Wanda smiled and nodded approvingly,
“Saya suka.”
“Now remove your red panties so that I can see your hidden treasure!”
At this point, I felt like coming out of my hiding place and putting a stop to this nonsense but a part of me wanted to see how far things would go; I wanted to see if Wanda would betray me. I wanted to see if Chester was as good a ladies’ man that every one made him out to be?
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Obediently, Wanda pulled her panties down towards the floor and stepped out of them. She tugged at the hem of her translucent lingerie and slowly lifted it but Chester stopped her.
Smacking his lips, Chester continued,
“I want to fuck you while you are wearing this,”
he said,
“Don’t strip. I prefer to unwrap my presents myself.”
He came forward and lifted the nightie with his left hand and put the index and middle fingers of his right hand into his mouth. Then, using the same fingers, he began to gently around Wanda’s love nest.
“Ahh!”
I heard Wanda moan. It was unbelievable that she would respond so animatedly to such a gentle touch. Chester began to rub her outer labia.
“You like that, Wanda?”
Chester half asked because her response was written all over her face,
“I am going to make you cum so hard until you cannot stand, Wanda”
“Yes baby, fuck me!”
“Not just yet, Wanda,”
Chester teased her,
“there are more ways to make you cum, other than using my dick.”
Chester got down on his knees and placed his face at the entrance of Wanda’s love hole. He began to blow at her vaginal opening. Wanda must gave enjoyed this as I saw her trembling.
Kneeling between her legs, Chester inserted his fingers into her, drawing moans of lust from her,
“Abang! Sayang! Ahh!”
Wanda moaned.
I thought these names were only reserved for me? Yet she’s wantonly moaning at the hands of another man! My son’s tutor at that!
Releasing the hem of her lingerie, Chester slid his left hand under it and used it to stimulate her clit while his right fingers were still buried inside Wanda’s vagina. Wanda seem to be losing balance and she placed her hands on Chester’s head. Chester begin to twirl his fingers so that he was sliding his middle and index fingers into her, palm up.
Wanda began to breathe deeper, seemingly gasping for air. She tugged at Chester’s hair with such strength that I thought she would have torn them out.
“Yes Wanda! Pull his hair,”
I thought to myself,
“tear out all his hair so that he can be totally botak!”
Chester quickened his pace and soon he was practically fucking her brains out with his fingers. Wanda, consumed by her lust had removed her lingerie and threw it aside, exposing her naked glory for all to see.
“Cepat lagi!”
Wanda gasped, oblivious to anything but her wanton lust, nudged Chester to finger-fuck her even faster.
“Kakak! Kakak!”
I heard my son calling out in the distance but Wanda was to engrossed in her last to heed my boy; her eyes were rolled up and she was moaning in ecstasy.
My worst fears had come true: the tutor that I hired to teach my son was busy fucking my maid instead! What if
Adek
were to open the door and witness his tutor fucking our maid?
Anger got the better of me and I went forth to strike at Chester; how could he do such a thing in the privacy of my home? My fist connected with his body and Chester fell down, his fingers leaving the warm confines of Wanda’s privates. Then, without warning, I felt a spray of water gush at me. Wanda had squirted her love juice all over my body! Wanda collapsed to the floor. My eyes glued to her naked body convulsing on the floor. Of all the times we made love, Wanda had never squirted; this was indeed a sight for me!
Then I felt somebody shake me from the side.
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Originally Posted by
rawboy83
please share more updates ts, it’s a really nice story.
Sure
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Originally Posted by
Swollew
Good story!
Glad you like it
Bro Swollew
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Originally Posted by
otamay
Thanks for the nice updates here, more please.
Glad to see you are back for your Daily Read
Bro otamay
! I will try to update more often
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Originally Posted by
unionpower
Thanks for the nice update.
Thanks for dropping by
Bro unionpower
!
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Originally Posted by
MountDarkshin
Nice story, hoping for more.
I will try to update regularly
Bro MountDarkshin
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Originally Posted by
JogAlone
TS is a damn good writer!
Thank you
Bro JogAlone
! But compared to the other writers such as Bro Tigerwoody74 and Bro iLOCK, I’m just a beginner.
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Originally Posted by
RustBelt
Very nicely written
Thanks for the compliments
Bro RustBelt
!