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Nadia ‘poisoned’ her when she was overseas. Nadia did talk to Wanda for quite a bit before they left for Indonesia
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Wanda ‘hiding’ in the Master Bedroom toilet made her suspicious
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Originally Posted by
SerflySGR
“Take care of yourself Abang, we still need you to take care of our dear sister.”
Nadia said earnestly. She then moved to hug my wife.
“Have a good rest,”
she said,
“I am happy to be able to make you happy.”
The three of us sent the three sisters to the door. My wife put her arm around my fat waist as they waved goodbye to us. This time around, nobody left their handphone behind so there was no need for
Adek
to run after anybody.
Although I was disappointed my ‘holiday’ with Wanda was cut short, personally I felt that things could have been worse so I’m counting my blessings.
As soon the door was closed and bolted, my wife’s mood changed. She told my son to wash up and go and get ready for bed. You know something is definitely wrong as it was not even past dinner time. My son began to whine but she put her foot down.
“Go now!”
she said in a stern voice.
“Use the other toilet as your dad’s is full of filth and vomit.”
I wonder what she meant by the word, ‘filth’ but again, felt no need to contest her words.
With my son out of the picture, my wife turned her attention to Wanda.
“Wanda,”
she said dryly,
“I think no need to wash the bed sheet. It’s soiled. Dirty. Just put it in a trash bag and throw it away. Washing only waste water and detergent.”
Wanda nodded silently and went about to do her things.
“Sorry sayang,”
I offered an apology,
“I really don’t know what got over me.”
“Hmm.”
her reply was short and concise.
Not wanting to appear guilty, I turned on the television and slumped on the couch, channel surfing.
“Sayang, you are not feeling well so don’t watch TV already,”
my wife chided me.
Did she address me as ‘sayang’? This means she’s not angry with me. I nodded with a sulk but in my heart I was grinning with joy.
My son came out of the bathroom and joined me at the couch.
“You another one. Like father, like son.”
my wife remarked.
“Just now ask you to help aunty carry her luggage, you said you were very tired. Now, after you mandi, you are full of energy right?”
“Super soldier serum.”
I chimed in. That was what Captain America, my son’s hero, was injected with that made him strong.
“You,”
my wife said with a slight laugh,
“don’t encourage your son.”
From her reaction, I knew that the worst was over. I gave myself a pat on my back and began thinking of how to ’re-connect’ with Wanda once they both retired for the night. Baby steps. Maybe no full blown hanky-panky as I need to respect my wife. And, somehow, the way she spoke just now, rekindled something inside of me that made me fall in love with her all those years ago. I smiled as I resumed channel surfing.
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Originally Posted by
Nomaninohani
Very nice share, enjoy reading a lot!
Thank you
Bro Nomaninohani
! Glad you enjoy. Check back in soon!
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Originally Posted by
SerflySGR
My son came out of the bathroom and joined me at the couch.
“You another one. Like father, like son.”
my wife remarked.
“Just now ask you to help aunty carry her luggage, you said you were very tired. Now, after you mandi, you are full of energy right?”
“Super soldier serum.”
I chimed in. That was what Captain America, my son’s hero, was injected with that made him strong.
“You,”
my wife said with a slight laugh,
“don’t encourage your son.”
From her reaction, I knew that the worst was over. I gave myself a pat on my back and began thinking of how to ’re-connect’ with Wanda once they both retired for the night. Baby steps. Maybe no full blown hanky-panky as I need to respect my wife. And, somehow, the way she spoke just now, rekindled something inside of me that made me fall in love with her all those years ago. I smiled as I resumed channel surfing.
After some time, Wanda emerged from the master bedroom, with a black trash bag in tow. It was such a waste, I particularly liked this bedsheet. But then again, it’s much better than to have to sleep in a stained bed sheet or even worse, to have my wife disbelieve Wanda’s excuse that I
threw up in my sleep
, soiling my bed sheet. I think this was the lesser evil.
My wife instructed Wanda to take the foul-smelling thing downstairs and to dispose it immediately. Wanda nodded and quickly went on her way.
When Wanda came back, my wife called her aside,
“Wanda,”
she began,
“from now onwards, I want you to sleep in the study room with me. In case I need anything, you can be there to help me.”
Turning to our son, my wife continued,
“You have to learn to be independent; you will now sleep in Wanda’s room and learn to wake up in the morning on your own. Of course, if you oversleep, Wanda will wake you up.”
My son wanted to say something but my wife cut him off by ‘seeking my approval’,
“Do you agree with my arrangement, sayang?”
“It’s a good idea. Adek has always wanted a room to himself. Now is as good time as any to get him started.”
I concurred.
But the moment the words left my mouth, I started to worry: what about Wanda’s belongings? If she were to ‘move in’ with my wife in the study room, would she have to also ‘vacate’ the wardrobe that currently houses all her clothes, including the sexy lingerie and cute panties that I bought her? If she were to do any ‘moving’ openly, won’t my wife and son see them? I was also afraid my son would start snooping into Wanda’s things. Come to think of it, when I am away at work, what’s stopping my wife from snooping around? I am sure she has got spare keys to all the locks and drawers in the home. And, even if she didn’t, as the mistress of the house, she has every right to get Wanda to unlock and open up. I had to play the cards close to my chest; didn’t want to act rashly and put my wife on alert unnecessarily.
“Hello! Daydreaming again?”
my wife’s voice rang out.
“Huh?”
I gave my wife a blank look,
“what did you say? Sorry, I’m still not feeling too good.”
“You poor thing. I will get Wanda to cook some simple porridge for all of us, ok?”
my wife offered.
“Huh? Porridge?”
my son groaned,
“can we not eat porridge?”
“No,”
my wife replied firmly,
“you had your fair share of junk food in Indonesia; it’s time you ate something simple. School is re-opening soon and we don’t you taking ill.”
“Come Wanda,”
my wife called out to Wanda,
“let’s cook something different tonight for these two big babies. I will show you how to cook porridge based on my grandmother’s recipe. Rasa istimewa!”
my wife exclaimed
Wanda giggled,
“Yes ma’am! Rasa istimewa!”
she sounded excited to pick up a skill or two from my wife as she followed my wife into the kitchen.
Before she disappeared into the kitchen, I saw Wanda give me one last ‘backward glance’ and a quick wink before she went for her ‘kitchen training’.
But this time around, it was not the actions of Wanda that kept the gears in my head turning. Rather, it was the manner in which my wife behaved that got me pondering: although we were apart for only a few days, there was a marked difference in my wife’s behaviour; she suddenly seemed so bubbly, so energetic. For a woman who is sick, she appeared so ‘full of life’. Is this why some people say that an overseas trip could energize a weary soul?
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Originally Posted by
diputs1269
Thanks for the gteat updates, what a lucky escape. Please continue.
You think it’s a lucky escape,
Bro diputs1269
? I thought so too.
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Originally Posted by
bebe69
Lucky escape indeed! Well written. Great effort.
Thank you for the compliments; I owe it to the bros and sis that log in to read to give a proper account.
Anyway, you also think I got away clean,
Sis bebe69
?
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Originally Posted by
HonkyTonkyMan
oh boy sounds like
the calm before the storm
cos your latest updates above doesn’t seems to indicate a storm brewing…
Bro HonkyTonkyMan
, you are really the
sifu
of understanding women.
Really like reading your observations and insights!
So ‘does’ or ‘doesn’t’ seem to indicate a storm brewing?
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Originally Posted by
otamay
Ya hopefully should be back to normal.
That was what I thought
Bro otamay
because she seemed so much more ’lively’ after she came back from the trip.
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Originally Posted by
astran
Shit man you got me panicking for Wanda and you hahaha
But I kinda agree with some of the bros, feels like
the calm before the storm
…any stories of you and your wife?
I wish there was a way to ’transfer’ the real panic to you
Bro astran
. When the whole family is in the living room and the naked girl is in your bedroom with the only exit is through the living room; I was shitting bullets!
What do you mean stories of me and my wife? You mean before we got married?
Or are you also talking about ’the calm before the storm’ story?
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Originally Posted by
GrieGzEters
For a woman who is sick, she appeared so ‘full of life’.
Not trying to curse or anything but in the Chinese culture, sometime this mean it’s the moment before death. I have witness these a few times and it’s quite scary.
Of course I do hope ur Wife is well and enjoying life right now.
Great insights
Bro GrieGzEters
!
I will not spoil the rest of the story for you so I have hidden my remaining comments.
Thank you for continuing to support my thread bro!
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I understand what you are trying to say bro. Not ‘curse’ or cursing, you are just sharing your knowledge with me.
Thank you bro!
Anyway, You are spot on brother. I didn’t know this until much later that some of my Chinese friends, Fred, being one of them, shared what you just mentioned with me.
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Originally Posted by
SerflySGR
Before she disappeared into the kitchen, I saw Wanda give me one last ‘backward glance’ and a quick wink before she went for her ‘kitchen training’.
But this time around, it was not the actions of Wanda that kept the gears in my head turning. Rather, it was the manner in which my wife behaved that got me pondering: although we were apart for only a few days, there was a marked difference in my wife’s behaviour; she suddenly seemed so bubbly, so energetic. For a woman who is sick, she appeared so ‘full of life’. Is this why some people say that an overseas trip could energize a weary soul?
With my wife and son back in Singapore, there was little chance for me to get together with Wanda. The matter was ‘made worse’ by the fact that my son had taken over Wanda’s room and
Wanda now sleeps in the study room with my wife
- how do we get together without my wife noticing?
The time we have together is reduced to maybe some short trips downstairs for grocery shopping or to packet food when they wanted to eat something ‘different’ for a change. But this time was also further reduced as it was still the holidays and my son could accompany Wanda on these errands. Also, my wife’s sickness seems to be in remission as she was no longer confined to the bed. As such, she could accompany Wanda on her grocery runs too!
We also resumed our weekly ‘family outings’ - all four of us spending the weekends together so there was no chance of me being alone with Wanda. I thought of asking Wanda to go for her off and then I lie about having OT but with the present market being weak, who would believe any company asking its staff to come back for OT? Furthermore, if Wanda was on ‘off’, shouldn’t I be spending the time with my wife and son instead? I was desperate but I wasn’t desperate enough to cross that line. I was getting frustrated as my time with Wanda became lesser and lesser. I even thought about asking Wanda to go wash the car so that I could spend some ‘alone time’ with her. But that itself was another ‘bad idea’ as the multi-storey car park could easily be seen from my flat. I was desperate for release; talk about having a bad case of blue balls!
One night as Wanda was preparing dinner, I sneaked up behind her and rubbed my crotch against her butt.
“I miss you baby,”
I told her lustfully.
“Me too,”
Wanda cooed,
“so long you not visit her, she want you.”
she said while rubbing her privates, making me hornier.
Hearing footsteps approaching, I quickly adjourned to the toilet; I had to hide the tent that was pitching inside my shorts.
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Originally Posted by
hornybeautiful
Bros, i would like to find a bro to go to different playgrounds in jb. pls pm me. Thanks.
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Originally Posted by
sexcision
Y the fuck u posting here?
Thanks for the support fire
Bro sexcision
. Maybe Bro hornybeautiful dreaming la cos he post at 1 am in the morning, just
gasak
only. Or maybe he knows my thread got a lot of bros reading so just hijack a bit.
Anyway, thanks for your continued support bro!
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Originally Posted by
HonkyTonkyMan
Some how i got a feeling your oc has some inkling there is something going on but don’t know to what extend…especially when she started to make changes to the sleeping arrangement..
On hidsight,
Bro HonkyTonkyMan
, I can only think of a few things:
Other than that, I can’t think of other reasons
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Originally Posted by
OldCause
Very nice story TS, please continue
Thanks for the compliments
Bro OldCause
. Will try to update soon!
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Originally Posted by
otamay
More twists and turns here, wife seems to be getting more exertive. Please continue writing.
Yes,
Bro otamay
! This is a side of her that I did not see ’re-surface’ after so many years. Wanted to update but there was a surprise audit at my workplace. Now awaiting auditor to come in. es I know it’s lunch time; maybe the auditor doesn’t?
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Originally Posted by
HonkyTonkyMan
Never doubt a woman sixth sense, once it is heightened, they are very quick to pick up all the loose ends on our part….such as a
strand of hair in the car which is long and different from her
, or even when there is a different perfume smell transferred from clothing to the seat belt…or why suddenly there are tissues boxes in the car…
Wow! No wonder you are one of the longest reigning Intercontinental Champion
Bro HonkyTonkyMan
! What you speak of is the truth! You are absolutely correct! Women can be so sensitive they can sense even a single strand of hair in the car which they deem different from theirs!
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Originally Posted by
SerflySGR
One night as Wanda was preparing dinner, I sneaked up behind her and rubbed my crotch against her butt.
“I miss you baby,”
I told her lustfully.
“Me too,”
Wanda cooed,
“so long you not visit her, she want you.”
she said while rubbing her privates, making me hornier.
Hearing footsteps approaching, I quickly adjourned to the toilet; I had to hide the tent that was pitching inside my shorts.
To be honest, I found the changes to my present lifestyle quite unbearable; to have my Wanda prancing around the house but I was unable to touch her or taste her was too much of a prick tease. My only release was by masturbating in the safe confines of the bath room while looking at the photos and videos that I took of Wanda. I was irritable at work also; I guess all the pent-up frustrations made me have a short temper and I did lash out at my colleagues. One of them was management’s blue-eyed boy so I guess I would be receiving my ‘marching orders’ soon.
As it was the holidays and my son did not have to go back to school, my wife arranged outings which also involved her sisters. Thankfully she did not leave Wanda out of these outings as that would have made me feel guilty (to leave her all alone at home while the whole gang of us enjoyed ourselves). As Singapore was a small country, we went to the usual places - zoo, bird park, Sentosa, etc.
It was a tiring week for all of us; I can’t remember the last time I felt so tired. The silver lining was: for once in a very long time, I got to see my wife so lively, so energetic and more importantly, happy. All of us enjoyed ourselves to the point that I wondered why we didn’t do this earlier?
Other than the initial pleasantries that I share with Nadia, Annie and Sophie, all my memories of them were antagonistic in nature. I wonder - for all the years we have known each other - Why can’t we all be nice to each other? Why can’t we be friends?
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Originally Posted by
diputs1269
Women are weird characters, hard to understand and predict. Hopefully I am not too paranoid, please continue writing.
Agree fully with you
Bro diputs1269
! Women are
indeed
weird characters!
But why do you say you are paranoid? Care to share?
If you don’t want to share here, maybe you can drop me a PM?