This story requires some patience. Please consider this as a fantasy story.
This is a story that happened many years ago. I was in Primary 5 when I got to know 2 friends, Tom and Peter. Both were brothers and they were from overseas and older than me by 4 and 5 years old, which meant that they were teenagers (15 years old and 16 years old) while I was only 11 years old. They were raised in Vietnam, had a Vietnamese mother (call her Maggie) who was 30 years old and an American father (call him Bruce) who was 50 then. The mother and children only managed to leave Vietnam and obtained their American citizenship when Tom and Peter were 12 and 13 years old respectively. That explained why they started school very late as schooling was almost nil in Vietnam. The boys spent about 3 years in New York when they left Vietnam with their mother.
Bruce got a posting to Singapore and the family came over. As the children were not properly schooled in Vietnam, they had to start at Primary 4 in Singapore.
It was odd for the boys because the rest of the class were younger and they could not adjust well to the local system of schooling, which is very different from America and Vietnam. They were too proud to consult the younger children in class for advice but somehow, Tom and Peter clicked very well with me. I guessed that I was way too mature for my age. At 11 years old, I (call me Johnny) was already very curious and pondering questions on more mathematics such as statistics and calculus, physics and biology and frequently visit Singapore Polytechnic library to read and have always marvelled at the opportunities to travel to America (gold mountain in mandarin).
During this time, I gave free tuition to both Tom and Peter and became a regular guest in their bungalow house in Nassim Road which Bruce bought for a song (in today’s exorbitant price). I enjoyed going to their place and occasionally sleep over because the food, lodgings and maid service were excellent. Maggie is a typical pretty Vietnamese woman, slim, demure and pleasant and I was told by Tom that she was one of the finalist in a district beauty contest. She looked like she is 23 years old and just graduated from university. Despite having 2 babies, her tummy is flat and there is no sign at all that she is already a MILF.
Time flies, we took PSLE and with my help, Tom and Peter managed to promote to Sec 1 and we went to the same school. Bruce was at that time, contemplating to send them to International School as he thought that the boys would not qualify for secondary school and had to be retained which they were really too old to be in primary school.
When I was in Sec 1, Tom was 17 and Peter was 18 and they were severely over-aged but the system accepted them. Maggie was 32 and Bruce was 52. Bruce was doing well in his career and he seemed to be quite free with occasional travel to New York and other parts of Canada and Europe. I have taken an interest in Bruce business as I am very curious on what he do in business.
At that time, most kids are not interested in business and the business world of management is presented as a complex subject that only elite adults know. During this time, I started researching and studying on rise and fall of industries, competition, technology and financials of businesses and at some point, I was casually giving advice to Bruce on what stock to invest in. He was initially dismissive until he realised that all my advice were golden words.
As I read more and understand more, Bruce started inviting me to his study room to discuss opportunities in the business landscape, management of people and assets, solutioning to some difficult business dilemmas and stock prices. As the days go by, he begin to trust me more and more and in fact, he made some good money from taking my advice on which stork to invest in. Even Maggie was surprised that he would invite me to his study room as Maggie was forbidden to go in except to help him with some cleaning supervision.
As I spend a lot of time helping Bruce, both Peter and Tom did not get the needed tuition help from me and did quite badly for their mid-year exams. Bruce decided that at the end of our Sec 1 exam, he would like to place his sons in an International School in New York, blaming it on adjustment issues and our rigid curriculum. As his sons wanted to be with me, he also offered to put me to International School in New York for a year and I could then return to Singapore to do Sec 3 after one year
I felt that it was a good opportunity and my parents who were very busy with their lives, readily agreed to dispense of me as I would not need to be supported by them for a year and I would be given the opportunity of an overseas stint.
Bruce was generous and told me that he would give me a 2 bedroom apartment to myself while his two sons and wife would be staying in a neighbouring 3 bedroom apartment block. As I will be staying alone, he gave me the option of subletting out one room to earn some income or my parents and family can visit me and have a room to stay, though he would provide me with an allowance. Immediately after I finished my exam, I flew over to New York and that was in October.
When I was in New York, I stayed in Mahattan Chinatown area and I also realised that the rent was very high. Most of the residents don’t buy their apartment but rent it. I think this is part of the culture but Bruce was different. He believed in real estate and bought the apartments and after the tenancy expired, he let us stay there while he mostly stay in Singapore with occasional travel to Japan, Taiwan and Hong Kong, sometimes Europe but never to America except once to California.
After we moved to New York, I got to settle down quite quickly as both Tom and Peter were familiar with the city and they orientated me. As a neat freak, I quickly cleaned my place, decorated it with some recycled materials such as coke cans, bicycles, etc.. It looks quite hip.
The apartment I stayed has 2 rooms (master bedroom has an attached toilet with bath tub) and the living room toilet is small but one could still bath by standing, there is a small kitchen, a yard to put the washing machine, a small living room with a balcony for smoking and for placing of a small cane sofa. The heater in the Master bedroom which I occupy is working but the heater in the other room is not working too well.
A month has passed and it was November now. This was where my adventure in New York got started.
Tom approached me that his friend’s relative, both Chinese were looking for an apartment to stay as they could not afford the rental and would have to vacate their place by the end of the week. As Tom’s place is not convenient to house them, primarily Maggie would object, he asked if I would be able to house the two of them. Being business minded, I asked how much rent would they be prepared to pay me for taking the smaller room.
Tom: Johnny, don’t like that leh… This apartment is not yours in the first place, how can you charge rent?
Me: Erh.. your dad said that I can charge rent if someone wished to stay with me. How do I account to your dad for the increased utilities bill, take care of the maintenance, etc.
Tom: My dad did say that you can house guests and I don’t think he is the petty type of person who would make you account for all the increased utilities. Besides that, the heater in the smaller room is not working so well and heat up only a little, which means less utilities bill.
Me: I am still not comfortable with staying together with strangers.
Tom: They are not strangers, they are Chinese from mainland China. You are also Chinese and you all have the same ancestors, how can say strangers. Besides that, you looked old and you are like 18 years old with face full of pimples like the muscovy duck. You always think and behave so mature, why you scare of them?
Me:Erh….
Tom: You run out of excuses already. Tell you what, I introduce them to you first and then I leave you to decide if you wish to house them temporarily. They are a couple and the guy lost his job but he would be starting new work for my dad. I think they will at most stay for 6 months before they saved sufficiently to move out. I arranged dinner for them and you tonight. I will not be present so you don’t feel pressured to take them in. By the way, this guy also lost his savings to gambling and they were quite desperate.
Me: OK, I will meet them and maybe we could work something out.
After Tom left, I took a short nap. The weather was getting cold especially in the evening. I put on a coat and that made me looked even more mature than my zhao lau face. The living room doesn’t have a heater and it is quite cold but with all the windows closed, it is not too bad except that the air got a bit stale. Tom ordered Pizza and fried chicken nuggets delivered to my apartment at 6.45pm.
At 7pm, I heard the doorbell ring – Ting Tong…
Told myself that this couple not bad, didn’t keep pressing the doorbell. I just came out of the toilet and they had probably waited for 5 minutes patiently outside.
I opened the door and invited them in. Their heads were bowed as it was really cold outside. I think it might be snowing in the evening as the temperature must have fallen by quite a bit.
We sat down and they introduced themselves as Chen for the man and Cheng for the lady.
After she removed her coat and cap, Cheng looked hot and gorgeous but unfortunately married. I fell in love with Cheng and she is a lot more sexy than Maggie whom I felt was quite hot. I had initially pictured Cheng to be an old withered woman but she was obviously the opposite.
Chen: Hi, I believe Tom has spoken to you about us and I hope that you would do us a favour by letting us stay with you. This is my wife, Cheng and we would both be very grateful for your kind consideration.
Me: How old are you? Tell me more about your background and your personalities.
Chen: I am 48 and my wife Cheng is 35. We were from Guangxi province and we had a child who is currently looked after by Cheng’s family. We get along well with others, not calculative and are very grateful people. We are now in deep difficulties and if you could house us, we would really appreciate and be thankful towards you. If there is anything that you need our services, I will be happy to help.
Cheng: I am not working and I can keep your beautiful apartment clean and if you are agreeable to Chinese food, I can help to prepare home cooked dinner for you and we can eat together when you returned from school and Chen returned from work, but he may eat out as he is likely to return late. He has found a job with Mr Bruce company and will be starting work soon.
Me: In my home country, I frequently wore only my boxer at home and sometimes, I watched porn on TV and may use vulgar words. Although the weather is cold, I sometimes sleep naked in my room with my heater on. I would have to change a lot of my usual habits with both of you staying with me.
Ding Dong..
Me: Who is that… let me check it out.
I walked to the door and opened it. Oh.. it was Tom. I thought you would not be here.
Tom: Just pop by to see if there was anything that I could help.
Me: I just related a summary of the conversation with the Chens to Tom.
Cheng: Please don’t worry about it. I am a married woman and I have seen it all. It is ok for you to do as you are used to doing. I won’t be offended. Chen also do the same back in China.
Me: Erh.. I don’t permit man to do what I do in my apartment.
Chen: Definitely, you have my word that I will always be prim and proper.
Tom: Cheng, if you wore very little such as bikini around the house, I am sure Johnny will be very willing to say yes.
There was an awkward silence.
Me: Let’s eat and talk. I poured some wine for the Chens and Tom. We ate and said nothing substantive except talked about some causal topics on what we saw in the news, etc..
After dinner, the Chens helped to clean up the place and washed all the glasses and Cheng helped to mop the kitchen floor as she thought that I cooked the pizza and chicken nuggets.
Tom: How is the negotiation? (Both Chen and Cheng were seated at the sofa in the living room after the chores)
Me: We spoke about it but didn’t touch on rent, tenancy, etc..
Chen: I am sorry. We have been in a rut and could not afford to pay you rental, at least for the winter and I think we should be able to shift out by Summer if all turns out well.
Me: That meant that both of you would be here for at least 6 to 8 months, rent free?
Chen: Tom, you mentioned about Cheng wearing sexy clothes around the house just now to close the deal?
Tom: This is my suggestion but Johnny has the final say as he is my dad’s trusted man. He may want more than that, hahaha….
Chen: Oh.. you are boss’s trusted man. I am sorry not to know this earlier. As we would be evicted this weekend, may we move in first and then we can settle the details on how we may compensate you later? (Chen has a lot of respect for boss and the boss to him is like an Emperor)
Me: As you are also working for Bruce and both of you are quite desperate for a place, at least temporarily. Generally, I prefer to have the place to myself but I shall do both of you a favour. I am ok for you to move in for 2 weeks. You will have to leave when I tell you to do so at the end of the 2 weeks.
Tom: You better convince him in this 2 weeks that it is worthwhile for him to keep both of you here or you could get some money and shift out to somewhere else.
Chen: Thank you. Thank you very much. We will shift in tomorrow.
Me: OK, both of you can have the smaller room. The heater is not working quite well.
Tom: Better than sleeping in the streets. {Tom winked at me}
Chen: Yes, yes… thank you.
The couple moved in the next day. Managed to see Cheng in better day light and she was incredibly beautiful and stunning. Her complexion was porcelain, her breast was not too big (I guessed and found out later, it was B size) and I can sense her sexuality oozing from her body.
At about 15 years old when hormones were bouncing at one high end of the spectrum, she was just too captivating. I became infatuated with her and I think I may become obsessed with her by the end of 2 weeks.
That night, I had a hard time sleeping and wondering whether Chen would fuck Cheng? I asked myself, why not? Chen is not eunuch or a woody guy, he probably must have her every night.
With that I got a hardened cock that demanded her presence in my Queen size bed. I had to masturbate myself a few times to let out all the sperms before I tell myself that I am so done now and there was nothing else to do except to sleep.
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As I am only starting school next term, I had a lot of free time on my hand. I gave Tom and Peter lots of homework to catch up and that kept them busy with Maggie.
The common toilet in my apartment was actually very small and very uncomfortable to bath there. Chen decided that he would bath in his workplace while Cheng tried her best to bath in the common toilet. The size of the common toilet is like those on aircraft.
The next 2 days were quite uneventful. Chen would work late and be back only at about midnight and leave home before 7am. Sunday arrived and Cheng cooked some porridge for all of us and we had breakfast together.
Chen: Master, thank you for allowing us to stay here.
Me: I am ok to help both of you as we are all Chinese. However, this arrangement is only temporary and I will decide at the end of 2 weeks whether to extend.
Cheng: I hope you like the porridge. Is there anything else that you need us to do or there is something that we can contribute?
Me: Erh… not really. I am an independent guy and I can always cook and wash on my own too.
Chen: There must surely be something that we can be of service to you, Master. (I think he called me Master as a sign of respect since knowing that I am the right hand man to the boss)
After porridge, I went to the toilet to brush my teeth but over heard the couple talking in mainland Chinese mandarin but can’t make out what they said. When I returned, Chen told me that he is going to work today and as usual, he will not be returning so early.
Me: You are very hardworking. Sunday, also need to work.
Chen: Yes, I hope to perform well so that boss will keep me. Cheng will take good care of the place and we will work to make you comfortable and like us. As you looked quite young, I am not sure how to approach this.
Me: Nah.. I am not young. I am an adult man now.
Cheng: (looking at me closely) How can you be an adult man?
Me: Do you know what an adult man look like?
Cheng: Adult man means above 18. I think you looked younger than that.
Me: ha ha.. adult man means my lan Jiao got hair lar… Lots of hair… and can erect strong and hard.
Cheng: Smile slightly. Ok ok… you are an adult man.
Chen: I need to rush off now or I may be late.
Cheng: I will tidy up the place. {Chen left immediately after}
I get back to my room, closed the door and try to remove a small screw stopper that stopped the master bedroom toilet door from closing. I was just thinking that the previous tenant must have wanted to left the door open to allow the vapour from the hot water to get out of the toilet. The toilet only has a very small window opening at the top and the window is quite dirty. That part, I didn’t bother to clean.
Cheng: (As I was looking at the window on top of the toilet) Hi Master Johnny, can I help you clean your room?
Me: Please go ahead.
Cheng: If you don’t mind, I will changed to something simpler to facilitate doing housework.
Me: Make yourself at home. I have no problems with ladies dressing.
Cheng went back to her room and when she came out, she was wearing a loose fitting sundress.
I just sat at the sofa outside while she does the cleaning. After an hour, she asked if I could help hold on to chair while she clean the window at the top corner of my toilet. I said ok.
She scrubbed the walls and because of the cleaning, her dress was a bit wet. She came to the sofa where I was resting (in fact, I was half asleep) and spoke with me:
Cheng: Master, sorry to disturb you from your rest. May I use the ladder?
Me: Half awake and before I could say yes, I saw her protruding nipples pokies from her dress and stared at it.
Cheng: (waited for a while) Master Johnny, can I use the ladder.
Me: Sure… (I was thinking, did she wear a bra? How come can see pokies?)
Cheng : Went to the yard to get the ladder and leaned it against the wall and attempted to climb up.
She brought a 6 steps short ladder but it wasn’t so steady. I volunteered to hold the ladder for her from below.
From below, I could peeked at the curve of her bums and I saw some of her public hair pushing out the sides of her underwear. I swallowed hard when I saw the outline of her pussy lips.
Had the sudden urge to push my nose to smell her and as I looked closer, I saw the bottoms of her tits and her nipple came into full view as the sundress was oversize for Cheng. Cheng wasn’t wearing a bra. Bingo.. I was right.
After a while, she completed the cleaning. As she was coming down, she missed a step and I heard a gasp and Cheng was struggling to keep her balance on the ladder. I moved my hands up below her dress to stop her from falling and my palm fit neatly into her bum cheeks and the other hand held her chest when she fell backwards.