I Finally Cheated on My Wife... with Our Maid

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Originally Posted by

sexcision

Bro, that comment is not for you lah. For another bro who use luminous blue text. Got to stress my eyes to read 😂

Hi Bro

sexcision

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Working today?

I know you not talking about me. Anyway, I also need to change the color of Bro WalaoCrap’s quote so that I can see and reply.

Kill two birds with one stone. Heh heh!

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Originally Posted by

SerflySGR

“You are contented just to know that she’s ‘safe and happier here’? Then you can leave right now,”

my father-in-law challenged him,

“You are here because you have always been curious how a tanned, mediocre-looking couple like your wife and you could produce a fair child like Wanda? You wanted to see how this diamond in the rough could be polished under my wife’s tutelage and sparkle?”

In a harsher tone that seemed to echo in the room and stab me in my heart, my father-in-law hissed,

“You are a bastard, you always are.

You are only here to take advantage of your drunk daughter and fuck her brains out!

”

I thought that reliving her ordeal might have taken its toll on her and I hugged her even tighter. She asked if I would think lesser of her; if I would look down on her. The people that she thought loved her actually betrayed her one by one. I held on to her small hands and squeezed them. I assured her: I would always treasure her and shower her with the love that eluded her all her life. Thoughts ran wild through my head; was all these arranged? My wife falling sick suddenly, causing us to require a maid urgently that we had to get a transfer maid? And to think that this transfer maid was ‘perfect’ for the job; both my wife and my son have taken to her and love her as our own. They say that ‘only fools rush in’ but didn’t they also say that these so-called ‘fools’ ‘can’t help falling in love’ too?

Above Video: Elvis reminding us that only fools rush in

A stray thought entered my head. Wanda was a transfer maid; I wondered why would anybody want to transfer such a wonderful creature like her out? Perhaps they hired her to take care of an aged and he or she has already passed on? Or maybe she was engaged to take care of an infant who has already grown old enough for child care, which is a cheaper option; the possibilities are endless. Perhaps, one day, when I settle down with Wanda, I will look these people up and thank them for ‘bringing Wanda and me together’.

Nestled in my arms, encouraged by my words and actions, Wanda continued her story:

After a brief moment of silence, my father-in-law continued to speak,

“Wonder no more my dear Fauzi for this is not your daughter, not biological anyway. You see, before Wanda married my son, my wife accompanied her to the doctors to confirm she did not experience penetration prior to marrying into our family; we also did a blood test on her. Her blood type is A+ while both you and your wife are O+. This clearly shows that you are not the father of this child.”

“How does it feel to finally find out the truth about your beautiful little angel?

The one thing that made you prideful and happy all these years is probably the product of your wife with another man? Did one of the orang asing impregnate your wife with his seed when she was a maid in Singapore? Wanda has such fair skin; maybe your wife got fucked by a

bule

?

"

My father-in-law continued to mock him.

I heard a loud thud. My poor father must have fainted from the news. I wish I could open my eyes and rush out to my father and tell him that I loved him no matter who he was; that I was thankful for him giving me a roof over my head and now, even though I was practically being ‘sold off’, it was to a rich household and it was for the better and I am thankful to him for that. My heart was suddenly filled with hatred for my father-in-law. Who could have thought that a kindly man like him could hide such vile words?

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SerflySGR

I heard a loud thud. My poor father must have fainted from the news. I wish I could open my eyes and rush out to my father and tell him that I loved him no matter who he was; that I was thankful for him giving me a roof over my head and now, even though I was practically being ‘sold off’, it was to a rich household and it was for the better and I am thankful to him for that. My heart was suddenly filled with hatred for my father-in-law. Who could have thought that a kindly man like him could hide such vile words?

“That bastard! How could he do such a thing?”

After Wanda’s emotional recital, I had to say something, right?

“Itu bajingan,”

she cursed angrily.

“Your father-in-law could have just revealed that Pak Fauzi was not your real father and stopped at there. There was no need to rub it in.”

I was surprised that I even addressed Wanda’s father as ‘uncle’. Surely this will score some points with her and put me in a better position. All I could think of was to make Wanda feel protected and loved by me.

“Bukan,”

she corrected me……

“Pick up the toys, Fauzi,”

“Cuff your wife’s daughter to the bedpost so that she cannot resist. If you feel ashamed, there’s a blindfold somewhere in there. Cover her eyes.”

“No need abang, let this wretch see me fuck her!”

“your words have set me free from these chains that have bound me all these years. Now finally I am free to have my way. I am forever in your debt.”

“What are you doing?”

“Since you don’t need the blindfold; since you triumphantly boasted that you want to let Wanda watch you fuck her. Why not wake her up then?”

“You don’t have to pretend anymore, Wanda,”

“I saw you fidgeting. You must have heard the things we have said”

“Pretending to be alseep, are you?”

“Wake up!”

“Remember this was how I used to sayang you when you were young, Wanda?”

I arched my back as my ‘biological’ father face fucked my pussy with his tongue till I had contractions.

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Originally Posted by

Slowpump

Bro SerflySGR there’s no need to take such risks in the office right? I suggest just reduce your exposure for the moment and think of other ways to get around it. Cheers!

Hi Bro

Slowpump

Wise advice!

I usually work Saturdays and sometimes Sundays; coming online to post was one way to make time move faster but looks like I have to re-think my strategy. The IT guy really did show this SingTel Monthly report and it did detail down things such as multimedia sites (possibly Youtube), online shopping and, yes,

PORN

!

I’m now typing on my handphone, using my own data plan to post. I don’t want to run the risk of getting a ‘Warning Letter’ or even a slap on the wrist. You know how these ‘white knights’ work! Always want to score points!

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Originally Posted by

SerflySGR

Reeling from shock, I realized that my bottom had come off and my bare ass was now fully exposed. Fauzi began to touch me again. In between his caresses I felt a light breeze dancing across my exposed skin. Then it suddenly came. Another slap. It was so abrupt that it surprised me. I felt him cup the flesh of my bottom, spreading her cheeks slightly apart. Oddly enough, I also felt wet. I felt ashamed that my body behaved this way. Fauzi must have realized this and he started licking me. Soon he started slurping my juices.

I arched my back as my ‘biological’ father face fucked my pussy with his tongue till I had contractions

. Satisfied with his handiwork, Fauzi stood up.

Looking at the two men before me, I knew there was more to come.

Something inside of me snapped. I couldn’t wait to hear the end of Wanda’s story and I took her. I simply spread her legs and I penetrated her in a swift stroke. The folds of her vagina warmly welcomed my hardened cock yet again as I pumped rhythmically, recalling her words and imaging how it was like to be fucked by older men in her matrimonial bed while her husband was asleep.

Wanda put her hands between our warm bodies and pushed me away. She told me to stop. I thought she was disgusted that I got turned on by her sorry plight but she told me otherwise.

She said that it was ‘her turn’ now. She told me to lie down and let her do her do as she pleased and she wanted to have her way with me, as many times as she liked. Somehow this turned me on further. I’ve always wanted to role-play with my wife but she felt it was demeaning and degrading. Male sexual fantasies as she called them.

Wanda told me with a playful glint in her eye that she wanted to take revenge on all the dirty men in the world and I would represent all of them; all who have done her wrong.

She ran her hands over my body and between my legs, giving my aching, lubricated cock a few long rubs. As her rode my legs, I noticed that she was dripping wet.

I could feel my cock twitched from her teasing. I still hadn’t wrapped my head around how Wanda seemed so perfectly innocent and yet completely filthy all at the same time. As if she knew what I was thinking, Wanda giggled.

She grabbed my dick and started stroking me and just as I was about to explode, she stopped and planted a kiss at the tip of my head.

She then crawled over my body. I could feel her thighs as they straddled me. Her fingers rose to my neck and she brought her face to whisper in my ear.

“Nanti,”

she said. Wanda placed a kiss to my chest before getting off the king-sized bed and then she disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the showers being turned on and water splashing. Then after the water sounds stopped, Wanda was still nowhere to be seen. Patiently I waited for what seemed like an eternity. I was hard and ready but my aching cock started to become flaccid. Seeing this, I became impatient. I wanted to call out to her and asked her to hurry up but then I remembered that we were ‘role playing’ so I checked my anger.

Just as impatience seem to get the better of me and I was about to get out of bed to look for her, Wanda waltzed back into my view, wearing only the bathrobe provided by the hotel. I must have let slip a gasp because she giggled yet again.

“Saya kotor,” She purred. She told me she was a dirty girl. She was defiled by so many dirty men. They were old and filthy and they desecrated her pure body; the body that she wanted to keep chaste for the right man. She told me she wished she had known me earlier and that I could have saved her from the wolves that ravaged her. So, she went into the bathroom to cleanse herself of that filth. She cleaned herself for me.

As the last of her words left her sweet, soft lips, she undid the knot on her bathrobe and let it drop it to the floor while running her fingers across her stomach, down to her shaved pussy.

I tried to get up but she put a finger to her lips, as if to tell me I wasn’t allowed to touch her; to just lie there and ’enjoy the show’. Using her fingertips, she ran circles around her nipples and then her areola, biting her lower lip in the process. Blowing kisses my way, she told me she would take good care of me.

I suddenly knew I was in for a long and torturous afternoon!

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Originally Posted by

SerflySGR

I tried to get up but she put a finger to her lips, as if to tell me I wasn’t allowed to touch her; to just lie there and ’enjoy the show’. Using her fingertips, she ran circles around her nipples and then her areola, biting her lower lip in the process. Blowing kisses my way, she told me she would take good care of me.

I suddenly knew I was in for a long and torturous afternoon!

With my eyes trained on her, Wanda performed what seemed to be a traditional dance, maybe of Javanese origin? She sashayed around the room and played with the curtains. I wondered if the people outside could have seen her naked form from the window? She continued to tease me as I lay there helpless. I wanted to get out of the bed and possess her but at the same time I was enchanted by the way she moved her body.

Seeing her ‘showcase’ her young nubile body, I can’t help but struggle with myself, not to react; I wanted to be patient but at the same time, I just can’t watch anymore. I had to just get up and kiss her, touch her, make love to her!

She playfully asked me if I wanted to see more? Whether I truly wanted to possess her body; the body of the family maid?

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I replied impatiently. I thought I knew I wanted her. She made me promise to love her to dote on her; never to forsake her and use her as a toy like the men before me. I nodded, I agreed. I practically begged her to release me from these invisible bonds and give me the permission to touch her once again.

She danced around the room, teasing me further, ending her routine at the foot of the bed. She crawled on. Like a lioness stalking its prey, she itched towards me. When her head was almost at my waist, she stopped. I tried to get up to kiss her but she gently pushed me down. The wait was killing me.

As I looked down, I realized that I was erect again. She held my throbbing member in her hand and expertly stroked it, coaxing it to its glory. She lowered her mouth on to my cock and breathed on it. The warm air sent sensations throughout my body. Without warning, she lowered her mouth and began sucking on my swollen dick, making slurping sounds. Then as sudden as her sucking, she stopped and got up and crawled towards me. I opened my mouth, expecting her to give me a peck on my lips but instead, she trusted her tongue into my mouth and she practically transferred all her saliva to me. In my shock, I swallowed the warm liquid.

Whispering into my ear, she asked me if I liked the taste? It was, according to her, the taste of my precum and her fluids - an amalgamation of our bodily fluids.

“Sayang,”

she purred as my lips met her sensual lips; her lips part and her tongue touches mine and they started a dance of passion. My hands started roaming her back. She disengaged from the kiss and turns around into a sixty-nine position; her mouth quickly taking in my hard cock. I groan with pleasure as lips curl around my length and start to consume me.

As she was petite, I had to raise my head a little in order to reach her naked pussy lips. I extended my tongue and licked them, alternating between kisses and sucks and she reciprocated by sucking me with greater vigor. As I was nearing the edge, she stopped again.

Wanda got up and went to collect her handphone. She must have turned on the camera because the flash light came on.

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SerflySGR

As she was petite, I had to raise my head a little in order to reach her naked pussy lips. I extended my tongue and licked them, alternating between kisses and sucks and she reciprocated by sucking me with greater vigor. As I was nearing the edge, she stopped again.

Wanda got up and went to collect her handphone. She must have turned on the camera because the flash light came on.

Wanda crawled towards me, back to my throbbing penis. She passed her handphone to me. She told me to video tape her sucking my cock. She wanted me to be able to reply this moment over and over again and remember her.

My brain was filled with lust and sheer carnal satisfaction and I aimed the camera at her and let it roll. Leaving the phone to record, I closed my eyes as I feel her suck and please my body. When I opened them,

I see her take me deep into her mouth, a sexy sight I never tire of watching and now, with it captured in video, I could relive this moment whenever I wanted

. As if she read my mind, Wanda looked up, her eyes looking deep at me.

She got up and reposition herself in a cow girl position and she slowly lowered her small body, impaling herself with my erect staff. I did a double-check on the screen; I had to ensure I capture all the micro expressions of my little angel as she rode me rhythmically as she began to moan; her sounds like music to my ears.

I reached out to play with her small little boobies and this made her moan louder in pleasure. She seemed to be enjoying and I began to thrust in sync with her. It was a good thing that the sound-proofing was good for the room as I became lost in the sounds of our love-making.

No sooner did I feel my cock start to pulse, with cum building up, ready to explode; she must have felt it also as she quickened her pace into a frenzy. As I released the floodgates, I thought I heard her say, “give it all to me. I want your seeds deep inside of me!”

She collapsed onto my chest. It was the first time that I noticed, despite being in an air-conditioned room, we were both drenched in our sweat. Not bothering to wash up, she gave me a peck on the cheek and reminded me of my promises to her and then she drifted to sleep.

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Originally Posted by

diputs1269

Thanks for the very juicy updates.

Camping here for more.

Thank you for your support always Bro

diputs1269

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Originally Posted by

astran

oh shitttttttt, there’s a video….i bet there’s gonna be some sort of twist where wanda goes dark side and blackmails the TS…

I like your ‘forward thinking’ Bro

astran

! Read on and you will know if you are correct?

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MPLover

really like your story ts! hoping for more juicy updates.

Thank you Bro

MPLover

! I hope the MP you love is not the one in white? Heh heh!

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otamay

Wanda had transformed into a wild kitten, please write more.

She has always been trained but ‘sleeper agent’, just like the Red Sparrow, my dear Bro

otamay

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NastyThaiboy

I really like this story!

setting up my tent here to wait for more of it.

Thank you Bro

NastyThaibot

. Hope you have tit-bits in your tent

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Originally Posted by

grotesque

Enjoy such nice story here, please continue writing.

Hope to read more.

Thank you Bro

grotesque

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Originally Posted by

IrishLover

What an awesome story. Hope to read more.

Thank you Bro

IrishLover

! Will try to update soon!

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Originally Posted by

splitha1r

What a beautiful story. Please keep up the good effort.

Thank you Bro

splitha1r

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Originally Posted by

SerflySGR

No sooner did I feel my cock start to pulse, with cum building up, ready to explode; she must have felt it also as she quickened her pace into a frenzy. As I released the floodgates, I thought I heard her say, “give it all to me. I want your seeds deep inside of me!”

She collapsed onto my chest. It was the first time that I noticed, despite being in an air-conditioned room, we were both drenched in our sweat. Not bothering to wash up, she gave me a peck on the cheek and reminded me of my promises to her and then she drifted to sleep.

By the time I woke up, it was already dark. I ‘found’ Wanda sleeping on top of me; like a baby koala, she clung on to me, sleeping soundly. I kissed her on her forehead and she stirred. She looked up, smiling. She rubbed my chest playfully and giggled.

”Did you have a good sleep, sayang?”

I enquired. She nodded shyly and then nestled her head in my hairy chest. She craned her neck to look at me one more time before burying her face in my chest. Such actions warmed my heart and as I basked in this fuzzy feeling of happiness, I suddenly forgot my earlier lust; didn’t I swear to turn this outing into a Fuck Fest? To have a sex marathon?

No, love was more than sex.

Wait a minute, did I say ‘love’? Did I just break the cardinal rule of not eating where you shit?

Casting logic aside, I went back to the ‘moment’; isn’t this what life is all about? To be able to love and feel love? I told Wanda that it was getting late and we should be getting home. She nodded and got off me and proceeded to the bathroom. So much for that GFE that I was talking about?

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Wanda, clad only in a purple sarong, standing at the entrance of the bathroom. She pouted. Seems she was waiting for me to join her in the bath. I quickly rolled off the bed and scurried to the bathroom. The day just seems to get better!

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SerflySGR

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Wanda, clad only in a purple sarong, standing at the entrance of the bathroom. She pouted. Seems she was waiting for me to join her in the bath. I quickly rolled off the bed and scurried to the bathroom. The day just seems to get better!

I’ve always wanted to bathe with the opposite sex. Something about soaping them and having them soap you excites me. When I was dating my current wife, she told me that it was improper for a man to see a woman naked unless they were married. So, after we got married, I had always tried and failed to bathe with her. Why? Because she always felt that she didn’t look good naked; too much fats here and there. Furthermore, baths should be quick affairs and we shouldn’t linger inside them for too long.

Now that the opportunity presents itself, I naturally jumped at it. The hotel provided a rain shower so we took this chance to try it out. An advice to the uninitiated: please do not stand under the rain shower and turn it on for you will be in for a ‘freezing surprise’! That was what happened to us! Even though we turned the mixer towards the ‘warmer’ end, when we turned on the mixer/tap, the residual water inside pipes leading to the rain shower gushed out. It was freezing cold!

Wanda let out a little yelp and practically jumped onto me. Faring no better, I let out a shout. This little episode made her giggle. I hugged my little Wanda and just as our skins got used to the temperature, the water suddenly became scalding hot. Unable to take the heat, we both jumped out of the shower. It took a bit of fiddling before we got the temperature right and we both proceeded back under ‘the rain’.

I took the bottles of body wash from the vanity top and began to lather Wanda, paying careful attention to her erogenous zones. It was a bit stupid for as soon as I applied soap, the water washed it away. Clearly, I did not think out my strategy too well. I turned off the shower and went back to my duties. Just like those ‘snow car wash’, I covered every single inch of Wanda’s cute little body with body wash and its fragrance filled the whole bathroom. I wonder if any of you had the experience of ‘washing a smaller, younger woman’? The feeling is nothing short of erotic!

Satisfied with my handiwork, I reached forward to turn on the tap but she stopped me.

“Your turn,”

she said and then she took over the soaping duties. She poured some body wash onto her hand and replaced the bottle to its receptacle. After ‘mixing’ the soap with both hands, she started applying soap on my chest. Joking, she told me she should have used shampoo on me as my chest was quite hairy. Then she got me to raise my arms so that she could work on my triceps and arm pits. As I raised my arms, I noticed another part of my anatomy slowly raise itself, automatically.

“Abang jahat!”

she squealed as she lather my belly, squatting down in the process. I looked down expectantly but Wanda gave it a miss. She soaped both my thighs, all the way to my feet but she purposely avoided my erect member.