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A really revealing one piece red clubbing dress which made the modest she has prepared tonight pale in comparison. It had a plunging neckline that was designed to tease.
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A magnetic key card to a room at Grand Hyatt
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A pair of really sexy black lacy lingerie where the bottom laced thong was afixed with a egg-like vibrator that was already attached to the crotch area of the thong.
“So are we still meeting? C’mon you know you want it as much as I do.” The words staring ominously on the screen as it lit in the dark of the room.
Rach look at her lit phone in the darkness of her master bedroom. The slow rumbling growl of her husband’s snoring filled the room, making the dark room smaller as she felt increasingly trapped. She took a deep sigh before she typed furiously into her phone
“I know. I do. I really do. But I really need to think about it.”
“Don’t be a cocktease. Just be who you really are. Give in to your desires. I’ll make it easy for you, I will wait for you at the bar starting from 10pm. Come if you want. I’ll be there anyway.”
“Ok…” was all she was able to muster typing into the Thunder app before closing it and deleting it from her home screen on her phone.
Rach has been on thunder, the next up and coming hookup app. At first she downloaded it out of curiosity, but the moment she uploaded her younger pre-marriage photos, she received a flood of requests, many from older white gentlemen/expats who pilloried her with flattering comments despite the fact she had put in her relationship status as married.
Comments like
“God, those are some nice racks you have. You are really stacked for an Asian girl.”
“I am willing to bet you $1k that I am twice the man your hubby is and maybe even 3 times his size, if you know I mean.
“
“Honey, life is short but my dick isn’t. Cum get some.”
As a natural sub, Rach was drawn to such lewd comments which stirred her loins and made her incredibly horny reading them. At the age of 32, She has been married for 4 years to Xie, a spectacled and tall Chinese singaporean man 1 year her senior.
Prior to her marriage, when she was in her twenties, she led a rather fun and liberal lifestyle, dating men typically twice her age. And yes, they were exclusively white. She had this proclivity as they were usually more dominant and confident than the local Asians she dated in her youth.
They made her feel like a little girl and she was charmed by their fascination of the orient. Among the white men she dated, she had a penchant for foul-minded assholes who toyed with not just her feelings but her lithe sensual body as well. It also did hurt that they were larger, in fact she liked the way it hurts.
Among the white men she dated, she found Englishmen to be her top favourites due to the way she found their accent to be so commanding and sexy at the same time. Also, she had spent sometime in the UK where she had dated many Englishmen who schooled her in the way of carnal desires.
Getting on the app, she was reminded of all the wonderful time she had, the mental foreplay, the thrill of being chased, the romance… Everything which she craved for ever since she ended up with her husband.
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“So are we still meeting? C’mon you know you want it as much as I do.” The words staring ominously on the screen as it lit in the dark of the room.
Rach look at her lit phone in the darkness of her master bedroom. The slow rumbling growl of her husband’s snoring filled the room, making the dark room smaller as she felt increasingly trapped. She took a deep sigh before she typed furiously into her phone
“I know. I do. I really do. But I really need to think about it.”
“Don’t be a cocktease. Just be who you really are. Give in to your desires. I’ll make it easy for you, I will wait for you at the bar starting from 10pm. Come if you want. I’ll be there anyway.”
“Ok…” was all she was able to muster typing into the Thunder app before closing it and deleting it from her home screen on her phone.
Rach has been on thunder, the next up and coming hookup app. At first she downloaded it out of curiosity, but the moment she uploaded her younger pre-marriage photos, she received a flood of requests, many from older white gentlemen/expats who pilloried her with flattering comments despite the fact she had put in her relationship status as married.
Comments like
“God, those are some nice racks you have. You are really stacked for an Asian girl.”
“I am willing to bet you $1k that I am twice the man your hubby is and maybe even 3 times his size, if you know I mean.
“
“Honey, life is short but my dick isn’t. Cum get some.”
As a natural sub, Rach was drawn to such lewd comments which stirred her loins and made her incredibly horny reading them. At the age of 32, She has been married for 4 years to Xie, a spectacled and tall Chinese singaporean man 1 year her senior.
Prior to her marriage, when she was in her twenties, she led a rather fun and liberal lifestyle, dating men typically twice her age. And yes, they were exclusively white. She had this proclivity as they were usually more dominant and confident than the local Asians she dated in her youth.
They made her feel like a little girl and she was charmed by their fascination of the orient. Among the white men she dated, she had a penchant for foul-minded assholes who toyed with not just her feelings but her lithe sensual body as well. It also did hurt that they were larger, in fact she liked the way it hurts.
Among the white men she dated, she found Englishmen to be her top favourites due to the way she found their accent to be so commanding and sexy at the same time. Also, she had spent sometime in the UK where she had dated many Englishmen who schooled her in the way of carnal desires.
Getting on the app, she was reminded of all the wonderful time she had, the mental foreplay, the thrill of being chased, the romance… Everything which she craved for ever since she ended up with her husband.
After a long hiatus, now CB stuck at home can now write more….
The message sent to her phone beeped loudly as it shown on her screen, which lit up ominously in the dark room.
“Great! So you cumming tonight?
"
Looking at a framed picture of her husband and her in their wedding best, happy as a lark. Those times seemed so distant now as her loins stirred inside her, beseeching her to cross the border of no return. She looked back at the phone. With trepidation and a lump in her throat, she laid the photo frame face down on the table and replied:
“Yes. I hope i will be cumming tonight”.
“Oh Rach, yes you will… again and again and again….
"
came the reply almost as instantly after she replied in the app.
Rach then went to her cabinet, opened the cabinet which had all her old clubbing clothes and picked something modest (that would probably still fit) before quietly stuffing the clothes back into her bag before changing to her normal work clothes.
Through-out the day in the office, she felt so uneasy. Looking at her Whatsapp to her husband with the draft message:
“Honey, tonight is Shirely’s promotion party. We are going to PartyWorld to celebrate, will be back late, don’t need to stay up for me. Settle your own dinner okay?”
Which is a total lie because she has not been talking to Shirley for weeks now after a quarrel which they did.
Her thoughts were broken by a tap on her shoulder. She spurn around the chair and was greeted by the receptionist and she hit send to her hubby in haste.
“Rachel, a courier left this package at the receptionist counter. Its addressed to you by a Mr. Ned Moorehead.” The receptionist blushed at the name and giggled.
Red with embarrassment, Rachel snatched the package immediately from the Receptionist and could only offer a weak reply: " Erm, no lah. I ordered this on Amazon for my hubby." and quickly marched into the privacy of the ladies.
“What did you send me? How did you know where I work?”,
she messaged Ned on the Thunderapp.
“I have my sources dear.
You are not that difficult to find you know…Open the box and you’ll see what I prepared for you tonight.”
Gingerly, she peeled open the box to reveal
Feeling naughty, she went to the storeroom and locked it behind her. She then proceeded to put on the red dress as well as the lingerie that he had prepared for her.
Then turning on thunderapp, she sent him these to turn him on….
“Thanks dear for the dress….How do you think I look in this?”
“I’m putting on your thong that dear bought for me….”
“What is this vibrator thing? How cum I can’t switch it on/off?”,
she msged.
“Buahahahaha. Cos I have the remote! Its a remote controlled vibrator. Put it on baby… I did say I’ll make you cum didn’t I?”
, Ned retorted on the app.
“!?!?!?!”
she replied.
“Come on, tonight you said you’ll do anything for me. Promise me you will put it on.
"
With gasp all she could do was reply:
“Ok dear….”
With that she took one last photo and sent it to Ned.
“BEAUTIFUL!!!”
exclaimed Ned.
with that, she packed her clothes back into the bag and proceeded to go back to work.
9pm (At this bar called Brix in Singapore).
The bar was littered with white men and working girls. Ned, an UK expat couldn’t believe his luck when he swiped this sexually deprived wife who had the body of a JAV actress. When she first showed him her swim wear photos, he had to take a double take cos the the baggy tshirt on her profile photo on Thunderapp did little justice to what lay underneath.
Rach was what guys would call a stick with tits, a lithe svelte body bless with big E cup boobs. He wondered aloud if they were fake but she informed him that it was because they were real and it was when she shared her family photo that he realized the family were all made up of booby asian women. Such a rarity in flatlands of Singapore.
Ned was a stocky white guy with a bear like appearance and sporting a very well developed beer belly with squinting evil eyes. He look just like any self proclaimed hero to asian ladies in SG. Balding at the top, he had cut his hair short along his receding hairline which he took effort to dye his greying hair.
He had spent years in Asia in the oil trading desk of an MNC and rose ruthlessly to the top. Addicted to easy money and easier pussy, he had left his family behind in UK in pursuit of his next prize: A horny Asian wife to be colonised for his insatiable perverse appetite.
He felt a slap on his back and as he spun around, he saw his friends (A bunch of similarly looking expat old men) came to his side of the bar, flanked by a bevy of Asian working girls strung along by their arms.
“So where’s this lady friend of yours?” Sam his fellow oil trader in his team looked around. Sam was in his 50s, a Swiss elderly gentleman whom Ned has been friends for years. They both led hedonistic lifestyles in Pattaya during the rolling 90s and 2000s.
“Oh you mean Rach? She’s not here yet, she’s supposed to be coming at 10 so we are early.” Ned replied.
“I heard many good stories about this married catch from Sam, is she as good as you describe her to be.” quipped Alex, a VP at the firm who hailed from UK as well. Alex was a lanky man in his late 40s, slightly taller and the youngest among the trio.
Flipping open his phone, Ned opened the Thunderapp and scrolled up to her profile page with Rach in her wedding gown.
Rach looked resplendent on her wedding day, her large bosom tightly encased in the bodice of the gown, straining against the fabric and hinting at the humongous boobs on her petite frame.
“WEE WOO WEET! Are there more?” quipped Alex as their eyes widened in glee.
Digging deeper into the app, Ned opened the motherlode of pictures:
