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SerflySGR
[I]As they lowered her coffin to the ground, I heard a loud wail. I was surprised it belonged to me.
My wife was gone now.
It’s only me and
Adek
.
And my maid………… Wanda.
When I started this thread, some kindhearted brothers PMed me to warn me not to “eat and shit” at the same place. A part of me wished I had known them earlier and heeded their advice.
I remember being one of the many who scoff at people who hung around “hot spots” hunting for “ugly” maids to bonk. These are probably old, retired and desperate pot-bellied uncles who have no choice but to take whatever is leftover. There is no such thing as a pretty maid. If there are, most of them would have gone to developed countries, e.g. Middle East, Australia, Hong Kong, etc. How pretty could a maid be?
And even if she were a bit good-looking, she could be “easily bought” with cheap gifts from Mustafa or some top-up cards. Just look at some of the “evidence” online, proving that maids are “easy meat”
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On all accounts and misconceptions above - How wrong I was?
When I still meet my group of naysayers, most of them are shocked that my tone has taken a 180-degree turn. Last time, I would be the first to jeer at a “Maid Hunter” but now I tell them that they have been fishing at the wrong pond. Just look at what some of these girls have to offer?
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Of course, I was forced to “eat humble pie” now that I was together with Wanda. Whatever negative comments I made about maids and the men who were bonking them, I had to swallow them one-by-one. But this was the least of my problems.
Obviously, when I
first decided to stick my little head into Wanda’s cave
, I didn’t think through this properly. Wanda was correct to ask me,
“Are you sure?”
I thought that things will be smooth sailing now that my wife was no longer in the picture but again, I was wrong. Firstly, there was the issue about marriage. In a nutshell, I could not marry Wanda because she, as a foreign domestic worker, is subject to the Marriage Restriction Policy, which forbids any migrant worker on a Work Permit from marrying a Singaporean Citizen without prior approval from the Ministry of Manpower (MOM).
I also thought of impregnating her; that way, I could tell the officer that she’s carrying my baby and I would have to marry her. But then I realized that there was also a law covering this and that maid could not get pregnant or deliver a child in Singapore during the validity of their Work Permit unless they are already married to a Singapore citizen and with the approval of MOM. I was royally screwed.
Then there was the issue of
Adek
. When Wanda first came into this family,
Adek
and her shared a close bond
, often going out to play together. Now that my wife had left us, I had expected
Adek
to continue being close to Wanda but it was the exact opposite. Somehow, he had started to grow distant towards her. He no longer initiated to play with her or talk to her. I wondered if it was the day he pounded at my door; could he have noticed
Wanda sleeping on our matrimonial bed
? I mean she wasn’t naked or improperly dressed but it was a smoking gun, nonetheless. Or could it be
the day they unexpectedly came back
from the overseas trip?
With my wife now gone, my parents took it upon themselves to come over every now and then to “babysit” my son, even though he was far from being a baby. With my parents in the picture, I had to be careful not to let them know Wanda and I were very close. My parents would have never approved of Wanda and me.
Another thing that weighed heavily on my shoulders was the fact that
Adek’s
grades were going downhill and I was desperate to fix this before his PSLE. I am the black sheep of my family and I was determined not to let
Adek
follow me in my footsteps. It was bad enough that I could not hold my head high whenever I was in the presence of my more successful brothers; I didn’t want
Adek
to be looked down by his cousins.
The only silver lining I had was Wanda.
Or so I thought.
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otamay
What will be Wanda’s future?
Camping here for more updates please
Not quite what I had originally expected,
Bro otamay
Incidentally, was browsing "
Screwing Maids
" thread and found another hot maid online, courtesy of
@Bro alphastrykerz;
.
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Really want to know what’s the “story” behind this maid. But chances are, I think I could draw parallels with Wanda.
Alamak! Now I forget what I want to write already. Ok, nevermind. Will get back to writing soon. Heh heh!
Thanks for your continued support, bro!
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SerflySGR
Another thing that weighed heavily on my shoulders was the fact that
Adek’s
grades were going downhill and I was desperate to fix this before his PSLE. I am the black sheep of my family and I was determined not to let
Adek
follow me in my footsteps. It was bad enough that I could not hold my head high whenever I was in the presence of my more successful brothers; I didn’t want
Adek
to be looked down by his cousins.
The only silver lining I had was Wanda.
Or so I thought.
Every morning I made it a point to fetch
Adek
to school. Perhaps this was my way to try to salvage my already strained relationship with him. He has become more withdrawn ever since my wife left us. I had hoped that I could bond with him during our short drives from home to his school.
Adek
sat in the front passenger seat; his school bag and other
barang-barang
were at the back with Wanda.
“We really need to get you a tutor.”
That was the first thing I could think of to start the conversation.
“Ok.”
He replied nonchalantly.
“What subjects are you weak in? English? Math? Science? Mother tongue?”
I enquired further.
“Whatever.”
That was his short reply to me.
Perhaps it was because I mentioned the word “mother” that triggered him or maybe he felt that I was smothering him? I’ve become more of a nag now that his mother is gone? I really did not know. All I know is that I just lost my wife and I did not want to lose my son also.
I turned into the minor road leading to
Adek’s
school. A queue had already formed and cars could be seen itching forward towards the main gate. I remembered traffic being much smoother last time but with Singaporeans becoming more and more affluent and also all these terrorism scares, all schools have a security team to man the gates and parents could no longer just drive into the school compounds anymore.
While waiting for the cars in front to move, I turned my attention back to
Adek
.
“You know PSLE is very important, right?”
Adek
rolled his eyes.
“What happened to you? You used to love to study!”
I said, exasperatedly.
Adek
didn’t answer. Instead, he pointed ahead.
“Can move already.”
He said dryly. Turning my attention back to the front, I noticed that there was a gap where a car used to be. Not wanting the cars behind me to honk at me, I disengaged my parking brake, but my gear in “D” and depressed my accelerator. But before I could overcome the initial inertia, a white car had cut in front of me. Instinctively, I jammed my right hand at the horn and gave it a long blast.
“Why you press the horn so loud?” Adek
asked, irritably. I wanted to correct him that I could not control the volume of the horn and the guy who cut me was asking for it. The loud blast caught the attention of the white car in front of me and he slammed his brakes, opened his door and got out of his car.
I always thought that I was a cool person and, armed with my NS police training, I thought I would have better control of my emotions. Perhaps I was frustrated by the way
Adek
had ignored me; this fueled my anger and I decided to get out of the car and meet my challenger, head-on. I opened my car door and got out of the car.
“Hello brother.”
He said,
“why you horn horn horn? This one is school zone, not your Ah Kong road, you know?”
“You cut me. I got dash cam……”
Before I could finish my sentence, he interrupted me,
“Please la! Don’t hide behind your dash cam and Sony cam. You are in the wrong, just admit it. Be a man. Do the right thing.”
I felt the blood rushing to my face as I struggled for words to rebuke this insolent
kayu
driver. He was clearly in the wrong; I was queuing up for my turn to get into the school but he just cut queue and now he’s trying to turn the tables on me?
“Listen, mister. I was queuing for my turn to go into the school……”
Again, before I could complete my sentence, he cut me,
“If you were queuing, means there is a car in front of you correct?”
“Yes,”
I said
“But………”
“If got a car directly in front of you then how could I have cut you? Correct or not?”
He just seem to come up with some sort of twisted logic.
“But just now, it was not your car in front of me, the car in front of me moved off……….”
I elaborated.
“Hello brother,”
he said calmly,
“if you say that the car in front of you moved off and you also moved off, then how could I have cut in? Must be you dreaming; the car in front already moved off… Far far away… But you still talking on your mobile phone chit-chat and never notice and you hold up the traffic behind you. So if you don’t want to go in first, then let people like me who want to go in first, go la!”
This guy was certainly an expert at twisting facts.
“I wasn’t talking on my mobile phone. The moment I noticed the car moved off, I also moved off.”
I defended myself. I never liked people talking on the phone while driving and I certainly did not like to be accused as one.
“Hello brother. If you moved off immediately and you cannot catch up with the car in front, this can only mean that your car engine got problem la!” He knocked at my car bonnet, mocking at me, “Maybe you want to get your car checked? My friend owns a car workshop; you can send it to them, I get them to do a 100% check for you?”
“There is nothing wrong with my car,”
I raised my voice,
“if there is anything wrong, it’s the way you drive. You just cut in like that……”
“Your son is studying in a prestigious school with European roots. Please la! Have some standard, change your cheap Korean car to a continental car like mine. If you cannot afford first hand, maybe you consider second hand?”
Did he just change the topic again? This guy was seriously getting on my nerves!
“Listen brother.”
I pointed at him as if to punctuate my point,
“I also got pay COE for my car and I’ve every right to……”
“Brother?”
He retorted loudly.
“Who’s your brother? You are clearly in the wrong and now you brother here, brother there, point finger at me some more; you think what? Gangster ah?”
Before I could react, I heard the passenger door slam. I turned to see
Adek
snatching his things from Wanda and storming off in the direction of his school.
“Hey!”
I shouted after him.
“Late already. I got no time for this.” Adek
shouted back as he broke into a run towards his school.
“You see la! You not only make your own son late, you holding me back and making my son late. And all the people behind you all waiting for you to move on; this is just a small matter, no need to blow it out of proportions.”
He gloated.
Wanda came over to calm me down. She tugged at my free hand, as if to ask me to leave this heated argument.
“Yes brother, be more sensible like your maid la. Know when to fight, know when to walk away.”
He looked at Wanda and gave her a wink.
“You are a very smart girl.”
Then he retreated back into his flashy car. I gave chase but before I could grab a hold of him, he entered his car and drove off.
I turned to face a mob of angry parents gesturing at me to get out of the way. I tried to explain my situation to them but I guess they were more concerned about sending their sons to school on time so I just got into my car and drove off.
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SerflySGR
Wanda came over to calm me down. She tugged at my free hand, as if to ask me to leave this heated argument.
“Yes brother, be more sensible like your maid la. Know when to fight, know when to walk away.”
He looked at Wanda and gave her a wink.
“You are a very smart girl.”
Then he retreated back into his flashy car. I gave chase but before I could grab a hold of him, he entered his car and drove off.
I turned to face a mob of angry parents gesturing at me to get out of the way. I tried to explain my situation to them but I guess they were more concerned about sending their sons to school on time so I just got into my car and drove off.
I turned out of the minor road and quickly filtered back into the main road. I was really feeling very angry - both with myself for losing my cool and the manner in which
Adek
treated me. I felt so disrespected - the way the guy talked me down, as if I was some second-class citizen. I made a mental note to download the video clip and do a LTA on this guy’s licence and registration and maybe put in a complaint with some of my Traffic Police friends. I really didn’t like people who twisted reality to their benefit.
I felt someone tugging at my sleeve. I glanced to my left and I saw Wanda with her doleful expression.
“Jangan marah, Sayang.”
she said softly.
I could feel her warmth and concern. How long was it since we were really intimate? It seems that recently, with the chain of recent events, we have drifted apart. I looked at her and smiled.
“Only you know me best”
I said.
“Let’s go get something to eat first.”
In my anger, I had driven out of course. I took the next exit on the highway.
“What do you want to eat, Sayang?”
I asked Wanda.
“With you, anything I eat also can.”
She replied.
I grabbed her hand and placed it on the slight bulge in my pants
.
“Anything? Then eat this then.”
“Kamu nakal!”
She said bashfully, her cheeks turning red.
“Oh, don’t be shy baby.”
I cooed,
“I thought you like to suck on my sausage?”
I guided her hand to give it a few good rubs. I felt blood rushing to its head as it struggled in my pants, as if it wanted to come out for some fresh air.
“Wait. Later.”
She replied meekly as pulled her hand away from mine.
I pointed the car to the nearest coffee shop and depressed the accelerator. If I hurry, I think I could squeeze in a morning fuck before I clocked in for work. Maybe it was going to be a good day after all?
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SerflySGR
“What do you want to eat, Sayang?”
I asked Wanda.
“With you, anything I eat also can.”
She replied.
I grabbed her hand and placed it on the slight bulge in my pants
.
“Anything? Then eat this then.”
“Kamu nakal!”
She said bashfully, her cheeks turning red.
“Oh, don’t be shy baby.”
I cooed,
“I thought you like to suck on my sausage?”
I guided her hand to give it a few good rubs. I felt blood rushing to its head as it struggled in my pants, as if it wanted to come out for some fresh air.
“Wait. Later.”
She replied meekly as pulled her hand away from mine.
I pointed the car to the nearest coffee shop and depressed the accelerator. If I hurry, I think I could squeeze in a morning fuck before I clocked in for work. Maybe it was going to be a good day after all?
I was in no mood for breakfast. I rushed to the stall with the shortest queue and packed whatever was available. Then, I rushed home at top speed. Luckily for me, there was ample parking space on the ground floor as most of my neighbors had already gone off to work. I practically dragged Wanda home in record time!
While Wanda locked the gate and main door, I walked quickly put the food on the dining table and stripped to my boxers. Wanda was walking towards me when I pounced at her like a man starved for sex. I hugged her, taking in all her smells which gave me an instant erection.
“Nanti,”
Wanda protested,
“Wait…”
I guess I was to sex-starved to listen to her pleas. I carried her in one swoop and threw her onto the sofa.
I yanked her T-shirt off, exposing her bra. Wanda quickly crossed her arms to cover her modesty.
“Jangan…”
Wanda tried to slow me down but I continued my assault. I unhooked her shorts and pulled them down to her ankles, exposing her panties. Pulling them to aside, I attacked her clit with my tongue.
“Nanti! Kotor!”
She tried to dissuade me from eating her as she claimed she was hot and sweaty but I was too fueled by lust to heed her. Wanda used her hands to push against my shoulders in an attempt to stop me from eating her out.
Soon her pushes gave way to soft moans as I felt her becoming wetter. Sensing no further resistance from her, I stripped her of her panties before getting up to free my swollen penis from my boxers
.
“I suck for you?”
Wanda asked meekly. I had intended to fuck her there and then but her offer to suck me was too good to refuse. I smiled at her and nodded my head.
“We go room?”
She recommended that we go to somewhere more private.
“No, here.”
I insisted as I guided her towards my cock. By now precum had started to ooze from my cock as I closed my eyes in anticipation of her warm mouth.
I waited.
Nothing.
I wanted to shout at her to hurry it up but I held back my anger. Perhaps we should all wait for good things to happen.
Then, without warning, I felt the tip of her tongue flicking the tip of my cock head.
“Naughty man.”
She teased,
“So many days you never feed me”
. Her tongue began to swirl around the head several times before she gently put my cock into her mouth.
Wanda began to slowly bob her head as she sucked on my shaft. I opened my eyes to witness a heavenly sight below me. I let out a low moan of pleasure as she started to pick up the pace.
“Yes Sayang, suck it!”
I groaned,
“Suck my cock!”
Encouraged, Wanda continued to rhythmically pleasure my swelling dick. I threw my head back, enjoying the nice sensation that started from the tip of my penis and seem to resonate all the way up my spine into my brain. I felt the pressure building up. I knew I was going to climax soon.
Then suddenly the sucking stopped.
I was relieved; I didn’t want our love-making to end with me cumming inside her mouth. Yet I felt disappointed that she would stop so abruptly.
“Wait. Not yet.”
She said. She reached below so that she could remove both her shorts and panties completely. Then Wanda re-positioned herself on the sofa and laid spread eagle.
“Fuck me.”
She didn’t have to repeat herself. No words could have sounded sweeter than these. I used my hands to support myself as I lowered myself, impaling my cock inside of her. Even though she was wet, I could feel her vagina stretching to accommodate the girth of my cock.
“So big.”
She moaned as she rolled her eyes, smacking my arms with her hands.
I wanted to withdraw but somehow I got even more turned on as I pushed even harder against her small frame.
“Argh! Abang!”
I withdrew slightly and plunged my cock even deeper into her. It felt so tight. So good.
“Fuck me.”
She repeated herself but this time she added the word,
“Faster.”
I began to pound her faster and faster, increasing my speed as her pussy lips begin to loosen with my every thrust. I begin to increase my frequency until I was banging her as if I were a jackhammer.
I felt my balls swell up and my penis throb.
“No!”
Wanda used her small hands and pushed against me. Why was she doing this? Why was she rejecting me? Why now? I was puzzled.
“Shoot all over me, Sayang.”
She said,
“Cover me with your essence. I want to feel your hot cum all over me.”
Wanting to fulfill her wish, I withdrew my cock from her warm pussy but I had already crossed the point of no return
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
I shouted as
my cock began to take on a life of its own, spewing cum in spurts
. Cum flew in all directions, landing on Wanda’s belly, bra, face and even her hair.
It was a sticky mess but it felt…… Liberating.
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SerflySGR
I felt my balls swell up and my penis throb.
“No!”
Wanda used her small hands and pushed against me. Why was she doing this? Why was she rejecting me? Why now? I was puzzled.
“Shoot all over me, Sayang.”
She said,
“Cover me with your essence. I want to feel your hot cum all over me.”
Wanting to fulfill her wish, I withdrew my cock from her warm pussy but I had already crossed the point of no return
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
I shouted as
my cock began to take on a life of its own, spewing cum in spurts
. Cum flew in all directions, landing on Wanda’s belly, bra, face and even her hair.
It was a sticky mess but it felt…… Liberating.
I found it very difficult to concentrate at work that day. There was a lot of things going on in my head. Previously, when my wife was still alive, it seem that my life revolved around her, hospital, bills,
Adek
, school and work. Now that she’s gone, seems like a large chunk of my life is now missing.
I spent the whole day surfing the Internet - trying to CSI that white car that cut me in the morning and to find out more about marrying foreign domestic workers. It seems that there are a lot of laws barring local employers from marrying their maids. And then there was the issue about
Adek’s
grades.
I picked up my phone and messaged Fred; he was the “go to” guy for all sorts of things. One of my daily rituals was to log into this forum where Fred frequented because it would be flooded with Fred’s postings, complete with his comments, which summarized his posts - from good bargains to current affairs. Now I was reaching out to him because I needed a good tutor for
Adek
.
“Look for
Chester
la!”
Fred recommended our mutual friend once again but the thought of introducing another male into my household was a scary thought. I recalled the way
Fred tried to hit on Wanda
back then and how jealous it made me.
“Any other recommendations?”
I said impatiently.
“I think my son responds to women better than males.”
We soon hung up the phone with Fred promising me to find some more suitable candidates. Next was the subject of Wanda, which, I felt was inappropriate to mention to Fred, knowing how judgemental he is. Besides, the moment I let him know my plans for Wanda, the whole of Singapore, including JB would know. For this, I had to play my cards close to my chest.
The day passed quickly and I found myself at home.
Adek
was already home and he didn’t seem pleased with me.
“What’s wrong, son?”
I asked.
“You have embarrassed me in front of my whole school,”
he said. Sometimes I forget how quickly they grow up; he’s no longer the young boy that I could carry on my shoulders. Now when I talk to him, I need to consider his thoughts and feelings, something I am ill equipped to handle. I thought that Wanda could help in this aspect but
Adek
viewed her more as an outsider than the elder sister he used to look up to.
I tried to reason with
Adek
about how unreasonable the man had been; how he cut into my lane and then made it seem like my fault.
“Whatever it is, you shouldn’t have honked in a school zone. Goes to show how uncivilized you are. You threw the first punch.”
“And what was I supposed to do? Let him just waltz all over me?”
I retorted.
“If you are so damn smart, then from tomorrow onwards, you can wake up earlier and then Wanda and you take public bus to school. Better for me, I can sleep in.”
I thought my threat would put the young man into his place but I had made a very wrong move.
“Fine!”
He gave a one-word answer, got up, stormed back into “his” room and slammed the door behind him.
Wanda scurried into the hall, wonder what the commotion was.
“Adek?”
She asked.
“Leave him be. He’s getting more and more rebellious.”
I said. Turning to the direction of his room, I raised my voice,
“if you think you can find a father better than me, maybe you should pack your things and leave.”
I felt my eyes getting warm as Wanda hugged me from behind.
“No angry,”
she whispered,
“Adek young, no understand. Now no kakak, he more sad.”
I really felt myself lucky to someone like Wanda around; she seems to understand me and know what I want. I held on to her small hands as I turned my face sideways,
“Thank you sayang.”
I said.
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“Fine!”
He gave a one-word answer, got up, stormed back into “his” room and slammed the door behind him.
Wanda scurried into the hall, wonder what the commotion was.
“Adek?”
She asked.
“Leave him be. He’s getting more and more rebellious.”
I said. Turning to the direction of his room, I raised my voice,
“if you think you can find a father better than me, maybe you should pack your things and leave.”
I felt my eyes getting warm as Wanda hugged me from behind.
“No angry,”
she whispered,
“Adek young, no understand. Now no kakak, he more sad.”
I really felt myself lucky to someone like Wanda around; she seems to understand me and know what I want. I held on to her small hands as I turned my face sideways,
“Thank you sayang.”
I said.
The following morning, I did exactly as I promised; I just refused to wake up. The alarm vent off as usual but I kept hammering the “snooze” button. I wondered if
Adek
could make it on time? But I dismissed that thought as soon as it popped into my head. He has to be taught a lesson. Had my wife still be alive, she would have none of it and insisted that I fetched
Adek
no matter how angry he had made me. But my wife was no longer around, is she? Sorry to say this but he has just lost his guardian angel.
Adek
has to be taught a good lesson!
Satisfied with my reasoning, I drifted back to sleep. Waking up only much later. I felt better rested; usually I had to wake up so much earlier just to fetch
Adek
to school and for what? In the end, my “sacrifice” was neither appreciated nor recognised. Perhaps this would be a good “wake up call” for my son, let him learn the consequence of his actions.
The flat was unusually quiet as I got ready for work. Then my thoughts wondered towards Wanda. No matter what punishment I wanted to dish out to
Adek
, she was the innocent party here. Yet, in every confrontation, there has to be some collateral damage.
I got dressed, picked up my car and drove to work.
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SerflySGR
The flat was unusually quiet as I got ready for work. Then my thoughts wondered towards Wanda. No matter what punishment I wanted to dish out to
Adek
, she was the innocent party here. Yet, in every confrontation, there has to be some collateral damage.
I got dressed, picked up my car and drove to work.
One thing led to another and I had stopped fetching
Adek
to school for almost a month; I had entrusted this responsibility to Wanda and was glad that I could finally catch more sleep every day. After my wife’s death, I noticed that
Adek
has grown distant towards Wanda; he was no longer as friendly nor did he seem to treat her like an older sister anymore. Perhaps this time spent traveling to school could act as bonding for the two of them.
As I no longer had any excuse to absent myself from work (previously, I could take French leave due to my wife’s illness), I found myself taking on more responsibilities. You know how it is; when you are in the office for longer periods of time, there is no way your boss will ‘miss’ you and because I used to pass some of my responsibilities to my peers, it was ‘payback time’ and I now had to shoulder more responsibilities.
I found myself going home later and later and it was either after I got home after
Adek
had turned in or I was too exhausted to ‘catch up’ with him. Not that it mattered to
Adek
. Perhaps my wife was the glue that cemented the family together and after her departure, we were just pieces of an incomplete jigsaw.
I found myself feeling very lonely and lusting after Wanda. I yearned for
Adek
to go for some camping trip or maybe stay with my parents so that I could fuck Wanda in the comforts of my bed again. I woke up with a very stiff hard-on.
I found myself inside Wanda’s room again. Instinctively, I went to the drawer where she kept her privates. I remembered the ‘innocence’ in her choice of underwear.
Her cute cotton underwear with cartoon motifs
. I smiled as I pulled open her drawer. What I saw, gave me a shock! No longer was her drawer full of ‘kiddy’ panites; in their place were ‘women’ panties and lacy lingerie. I even found g-string and crotch-less panties in the drawer. While my discovery made my cock throb with excitement, it also filled my heart with jealousy. When did she come in possession of such underwear? When had she changed her wardrobe?
I opened her cupboard to find some sexy clothes inside. I didn’t buy these for her. I remembered how bashful she was when we went shopping the last time. My mind was in a whirl. Thoughts of masturbating to her underwear dissipated. I looked at the time; if I hurry, I could catch her as she dropped
Adek
off at school.
I took a quick shower and changed into my work clothes. Grabbing my car key, I made a sprint to my car. Somehow I just had to see Wanda there and then.
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Peacekeeping
Indeed. I like his choice of words and his story flow.
Thank you for your compliments
Bro Peacekeeping
. Just trying to exercise my English a bit. Heh heh!
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AlKuwaiti
Agreed the story flow is very good
Thank you,
Bro AlKuwaiti
! I try my best.
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AriaJade
Wow best story so far, nice share bro!
There are even better writers here in SBF,
Bro AriaJade
. Appreciate you for reading. Thank you!
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Originally Posted by
SerflySGR
I found myself inside Wanda’s room again. Instinctively, I went to the drawer where she kept her privates. I remembered the ‘innocence’ in her choice of underwear.
Her cute cotton underwear with cartoon motifs
. I smiled as I pulled open her drawer. What I saw, gave me a shock! No longer was her drawer full of ‘kiddy’ panites; in their place were ‘women’ panties and lacy lingerie. I even found g-string and crotch-less panties in the drawer. While my discovery made my cock throb with excitement, it also filled my heart with jealousy. When did she come in possession of such underwear? When had she changed her wardrobe?
I opened her cupboard to find some sexy clothes inside. I didn’t buy these for her. I remembered how bashful she was when we went shopping the last time. My mind was in a whirl. Thoughts of masturbating to her underwear dissipated. I looked at the time; if I hurry, I could catch her as she dropped
Adek
off at school.
I took a quick shower and changed into my work clothes. Grabbing my car key, I made a sprint to my car. Somehow I just had to see Wanda there and then.
My heart was pounding very fast. It was as if my heart was in my mouth. I coughed and retched a few times as I made my way to my car, started it up and raced in the direction of
Adek’s
school. I was a nervous wreak; I didn’t know what I was doing or what my objectives were. I just wanted to see Wanda and put my suspicions to rest.
The morning traffic was unusually heavy and it made me even more irritable.
“Get the fuck out of the way, you stupid idiot!”
I jabbed my horn as if it were some weapon to against errant drivers. The otherwise short drive from my home to
Adek’s
school seem like an eternity, with all these vehicles appearing to deter me from getting to my destination like some real life video game.
As I made a turn into the minor road which led to
Adek’s
school, I was met with the familiar queue of cars trying to get into the school. As I was not dropping
Adek
off, I did not have to join the queue. Then it dawned to me that I had not thought this through. If I were not in the queue, then I would have to make a quick drive-by; what would that achieve? What was I looking for? Should I park the car and go into the school on foot? Or should I wait at the main gate for Wanda? Perhaps I could turn on the hazard lights and wait further down the road for Wanda. But then again, which direction was the bus stop? How sure was I that she would pass me by?
Unsure of what I should do, I tilted my steering wheel to the left and allowed the car to move slowly towards the queue. My actions were met by a loud honk. Apparently I was cutting into the path of the vehicle behind. Instinctively, I raised my left hand, as a sign of apology and gave my steering wheel a quick tug to the right as I depressed my accelerator. I gave a quick turn to my left and raised my left hand again, in mock apology.
As I turned back to face the front, there was my arch rival - that stupid white, expensive-looking continental car had stopped at the side of the road.
“What’s the matter?”
I thought to myself,
“Must be the son forgot his stuff and he needs to double-back into the school. Well good luck to him! He has to queue up all over again. Haha! Idiot!”
As I jeered at him, I saw a small petite girl board the car from the passenger side. Isn’t that Wanda? I accelerated so that I could move alongside to him but as if he could read my mind, that arrogant man moved off at the same time. No matter, he would have to stop at the junction and I could easily catch up with him. And, with traffic as bad as it is, he couldn’t get far even if he wanted to.
As expected, he was stationary at the junction. As I caught up with him, he turned into the major and merged with the morning traffic. I accelerated but before I could turn into the major road, I was stopped by loud honking; cars that were plying along the major roads refused to slow down and let me pass. I was forced to jam my brakes and wait, with my car slightly over the stop line. I cursed under my breath as I watched vehicles of all shapes and sizes whizzed past me.