It was the eve of a public holiday. Half working day. J and I left the office after lunch.
Half day off prior to a major public holiday is not mandatory in all offices. J did not want to tell her hubby she had a half day off. It was a window of opportunity for J and me to have sex.
Not knowing where to go, J and me drove our cars to Marina South. Those days, there was a park there.
We got out of our cars. Held hands and walked into the park.
The park was open concept and had trees.
J and me searched the park for an appropriate place to have sex. There was no covered area.
Our walk took us to the end of the park. By this time, we were hot from the afternoon sun.
We found a pavillion besides the sea near the breakwater rocks. Chose it for it’s closeness to the sea and its exquisite view.
J and me were horny. We decided to just accept the pavillion as the best place to have sex.
I scanned the park. There was no one around. Safe.
I sat myself at one of the pillars of the pavilion. Unzipped my pants. My little bro was already rock hard.
J removed her panties. Kept her short skirt and blouse on. Got on top of me. Rode me cowboy style.
It was a hot day. After fucking a few minutes, J took off her top. Rode me topless.
Ah. What pleasure!
To be inside J again. J’s trademark athlete thighs pumped her pussy up and down my dick at a fast controlled pace. I nibbled J’s nipples. This is the erotic joy of a cowboy position.
I got to see J boobs and toy with her nipples with my mouth.
There was some mild and sporadic sea breeze blowing against our skin. The scent of nature around us. The openness of it all.
I closed my eyes in ecstasy.
J moaned away in delight at every passing stroke.
Suddenly, i noticed a Bangladeshi construction worker appeared out of nowhere onto the park’s cement footpath.
J and me were startled. She stopped riding. Both of us watched the worker intensely.
The worker saw us and changed his direction. Walked towards us instead.
At this point, J and me realized we were being spotted. J grabbed her blouse. Panicked. Fumbled with it. Too late to wear it back. The worker would have noticed. I helped J drapped her blouse over her shoulders instead to cover her back portion to look as if she was still wearing a blouse.
The worker was fast approaching us.
We figured it was too late for J to get off me. She sat on top of me and didnt move. I hugged J and her blouse tight to cover her exposed chest.
The worker walked into our pavilion!
It was a weird moment.
I was fully clothed, seated and hugging J. My hardened dick was still inside J.
J was on top of me cowboy position. Semi topless. Her blouse draped over her shoulders, not worn. The top half of her body was naked at the sides. Her thighs straddled me. Her short flare skirt barely covered her bum cheeks. It was quite obvious we were in the midst of having sex.
And here is a Bangladeshi man 2-3 metres from us.
Geez!
The construction worker took a look at us. Stared hard.
J and me froze. We did not know what to expect. What was he going to do to us?
I felt miserably vulnerable.
Then J and me did the most instinctive thing. We pushed our faces into each other, as if to kiss. To hide our faces.
Malu max!
It was a mind boggling moment. Part fear, part embarrassment, part pleasure.
The construction worker looked at us for a while more. Turned his head around to look at the surroundings. Walked out of the pavilion.
Phew!!
There was a toilet block nearby.
About 20m from where we sat. The worker walked to the toilet block and disappeared from sight.
It was a huge relief.
I was in the midst of building my orgasm. It would have been very unfulfilled to stop. I was already nicely positioned inside J.
So we continued from where we left off. J gyrated slowly on top of me. Regained her momentum. Rode me up and down again.
I held J’s blouse to prevent it from falling off. Turned to scrutinize the toilet block.
Then, I saw the construction worker poking his head out from behind the wall to peep at us.
“He is watching us from the toilet!!”, I told J.
Cheeky bugger!!
J didnt stop. She was soaked in pleasure.
“Just continue”, J decided as she continued riding up and down my dick.
The sea breeze has somewhat dissipated. J was hard at work. She perspired.
J pumped me intensely for a few minutes. Her sweat dripped all over my thighs.
“Too hot!”, J finally exclaimed.
J pulled off her blouse with one hand. Rode me topless. Like what she did earlier.
Between modesty and the scorching heat, J chose to forgo her modesty. Unsurprising.
I held J’s bums with my palms to assist with the rhythm. They were wet with her perspiration.
At the same time, I kept my eyes constantly on the construction worker. He was still standing behind the toilet wall watching us have sex.
There was not much of a decision. J and me were already committed to the act. We just had to see it through. I blocked off the worker’s stares and concentrated my mind on sex with J.
Sometimes, when inundated with the pleasures of sex, the decisions made are not exactly the best. J’s eyes eventually made contact with the worker’s eyes. The reality of the moment caught up with J.
“He is watching me”, J murmured. “So embarrassing!”
J continued pumping. A few minutes into it, J decided she did not want to let the worker see her jiggling boobs anymore. Turned herself around. Fucked me reverse cow boy style. These were the only 2 positions we could do without J touching too much of the dirty ground.
J and me were both willing it to end.
As luck would have it, as we were fucking reverse cowboy style, a boat approached by the sea from the left. Our pavilion was just besides the sea.
J and me were stumped.
What would it take to have sex without disturbance?!
The gorgeous seaview we chose tripped us back.
“Lets hope they dont see us”, I told J. It’s my turn to not want the pleasures to end.
“Don’t stop. I am near…..”, I pleaded further.
“OK”, J replied panting as she continued riding me.
We have gone past the point of no return. There was no self consciousness. Just moments of ecstasy and unabashed desires for the waves and waves of pleasure to continue.
The boat passed us.
Then a loud long sound rang.
“Beeeeeeeeeeeeh!!”
It came from the boat. The captain must have seen us having sex and sounded the boat’s horn.
“Unbelievable!”, J tried to laugh it off.
Her face was flushed red in embarrassment.
There was nothing we could do but to carry on fucking.
The boat eventually sailed passed us.
J rode me undeterred. This time with a passion and renewed intensity. I was equally pumped. Held J’s hips firmly and thrusted my pelvic upwards. We just wanted to get it all over and done with. Then hide my head inside the ground.
It didnt take long. The sensation in my dick built quickly. It soon reached a peak and I shot my juice inside J.
“Finally!”
J collapsed on to me. We smiled weakly at each other. Then kissed.
I turned to look at the toilet block where the construction worker was. He had seen us fuck the whole time. As J got up to dress, the construction worker walked away from the toilet. Back onto the footpath where he came from. His eyes peeled on J as he walked off.
J and I had given him a free sex show. And the boat captain too.
Somehow, the feeling of being watched was kinky.
At first, it was embarrassing. But when one is building an orgasm, the embarrassment soon gives way to a new found thrill. A dark pleasure.
J and me talked about the incident when we walked back to our cars. J did not regret choosing that spot. On the contrary, she was very pleased at how it all went.
Perhaps this is the new thrill J was searching for.
We started researching our next sex project. How to have watchers see us have sex.
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Originally Posted by
chito
Wow. Cant believe J is so daring. You making things up or not? Why only 6 months affair if J is such an awesome FB?
Bec I have no reason to lie? This affair happened years ago. I chance on a co-worker thread here recently and decided to reveal a secret I kept for a long time. So I am just telling it as it is. As a tribute to J and to embalm her in my memories forever.
Leaving J will probably be one of the biggest regret in my life. I resigned and left my job to break off from J. The reasons are twofold.
The first, I am going to sound like a complete asshole saying this in a sex forum so please do not flame me. When one has sex 5-10 times a week, it will be fun for 3 months. After that, it becomes a routine. The body tires. J was incessant with her sexual demands. I questioned where it was all going.
Second, and this is the primary reason for leaving J, I was guilt ridden. Period. I am actually a decent man. I love my wife and do not want to cheat on her anymore. Sigh.
I missed J up until today. But i had to do what I had to do, no matter how much I loved J. I broke J’s heart when I left her. We had developed some feelings.
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Originally Posted by
Rickey
Want!.. want!.. pls carry on.. wow, dinno u could do such sexy things with this young notti gal behind her husband’s back
…. always tot u were the no-nonsence upright type of guy reading all yr previous posts n a champion of non-cheating marriages…still water runs deep..
.. sorry bro no offense intended.. this is so far the longest n exciting post by u with pics some more…keep it up!
Bro Rickey,
Since I am at it, I did see your comment in the other thread. Didnt want to reply then. Not bec I am rude. I didnt know how to.
Yes, I am by and large a decent person. The religious type. But everyone makes mistakes in life. Including me. Sigh. J was my last fling. It happened 3 months+ after I got married. Because of J, I learned a valuable lesson in life. I kept my life straight and raised my kids. Never got involved with other women. Hence, I championed marriages. Sorry guys, the real me, I screwed up.
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Originally Posted by
chito
TS, just kidding. You write very well. Very interesting story and very intrigued by this FB of yours. If I am you, I will keep her forever.
No worries bro. I expected tough questions. Thanks for your compliment. In an alternate universe, I too would have kept J. Cheers.
Perhaps it was our frequent sex outdoors that started us on the dark path of exhibitionism. J and I didnt start off that way. We were often caught by watchers and passer bys. Singapore is a crowded city. It is very hard to find a totally deserted place. To me, we have nowhere private to go for sex.
The idea of a hotel did not occur to me. I had all along thought a hotel room is for overnight stay only. Yes, I was a noob then. Didnt know hourly rated hotels existed.
Not J.
One afternoon, J brought me to a hotel in Geylang. She drove her Lexus SUV there. I drove my car separately and met J at the hotel lobby. It was there that I discovered hotels can charge hourly.
Our first trip there went on without any fanfare. The room was tiny. The decoration sparse and dingy. The bed sheets were old although we made sure they were clean. The room was in short, sleazy.
J and me went straight to business. We got naked quick. I pumped her. One shot. Rested. 15 mins later, J’s luscious lips brought my limp dick to life. Second shot. We slept in each other arms. Woke up 45 mins later. Third shot. It was more pain than pleasure. Then we rushed back to office.
It was our 2nd trip to that same hotel that was to be more memorable.
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A few weeks later. Lunchtime. J and me had tasted some exhibitionism in public parks.
We drove to that geylang hotel again. Somehow the sleaziness attracted. Compared to 5 star hotels, there was something sensual about it. The people who visit such hotels have only one purpose. To fuck. There is no other reason to visit.
I had thought the checking-in process will be easier since I had been there before. Apparently not.
The uncle at the front counter took a slow long look at J when handing me the room key. He looked 60s-ish. He scanned J up and down to check her body out. J was after all, good looking and well attired in a one piece dress. It made me uneasy. J, on the other hand, enjoyed his gaze. She was never one to be ashamed of her body. I suppose J is not the type of customers the uncle normally sees. One can never get too used to checking-in to hourly rated hotels in Geylang.
The hotel rooms were arranged in a quadrangle. Its ground floor was cluttered with old furniture.
J and me took the lift. Got out on the 3rd floor.
Being a 2 star hotel (or was it just 1 star), the place gave a sloppy impression. It appeared to be family owned and that there were no rules. Anything goes. I had been there before. The familiarity gave me a sense of invincibility.
What will be our new thrill? I wondered.
I was slowly latching on to J’s quests for new sexual excitement.
J and me walked past a staircase.
Shall we have sex naked at the staircase? Is our room near one?
We eventually located our room. To my disappointment, it was smacked in the middle of a row of rooms. To have sex naked at the staircase meant J and me had to sneak pass a few rooms in the nude, either to the left or to the right. It was not going to be easy.
J and I entered our room. This is the layout.
Cramp.
We got undressed. Then we fucked.
J was adventurous whenever there was a bed. We spent a few mins fucking in one position.
Then changed to another position.
And the next.
J loved experimenting with the different ways I could enter her.
She enjoyed it most when I could enter her deep.
Yet something was amiss that day. A hunger for a new thrill. I had a good feel. Of empowerment. I contemplated whether I dared to walk naked to the staircase to fuck J. I knew J would. We have often dared each other. J had never backed down from a dare.
While fucking J, an idea came.
Since we cannot find watchers to notice us have sex at the staircase, why not call a watcher to our room instead?
I reached for the room phone.
“What now?”, J asked.
“Calling for room service”, I raised my eyebrow cunningly to J.
J looked at me lost.
“New thrills”, I smiled at her.
J immediately got it. Smiled back. Thought for a while.
“But they dont serve food here”, J told me.
“Huh? They dont”, I was disappointed.
J thought a while.
“Tell them our room has no toilet paper!”, J grinned cheekily.
“Huh? Can meh?”, I replied somewhat lost.
I thought for a while. Then went with J’s idea. Called the front desk to complain there was no toilet paper. The person on the phone, presumably the uncle at the front counter, told me he would send someone to our room with the toilet paper.
I put down the phone. Success!
“Need to get rid of the evidence!”, J reminded me.
J went into the toilet to pull out all the existing toilet paper. I joined in to help her pull. Our first serious assignment naked - pulling out toilet paper from the holder! Haha
(I know, the correct way was to simply take out the entire roll from the holder. Not pull on the paper. But the holder was the industrial kind. We didnt know how to open it)
We created a total mess of toilet papers. J found a closet. Threw the stack of toilet paper into it. Closed the closet.
We laughed at each other. We were committed to our new thrill. There was no turning back.
J and I embraced each other to fuck again. Somehow J’s active participation made her more desirable. I was determined to fuck her brains out that afternoon.
What a naughty little bitch!
J knelt on the bed. I positioned myself behind J and fucked her doggy. The doggy position enabled me to penetrate J deep.
J loved the doggy position. She moaned in delight.
Mid way, it occurred to me that that position was not good.
“Our watcher will not get a good view of us fucking”, I thought to myself.
I pulled J to the edge of the bed. Her back on the bed. Opened J’s legs. Proceeded to fuck her eagle style at the edge of the bed.
J and me were now in the line of sight of the Main door. Our bodies entirely visible to anyone who steps in.
J giggled at me. She knew exactly what was on my mind. She was mentally ready.
The thought of someone watching us soon got my adrenalin pumping. The air con felt very cold suddenly. I pumped J hard.
Then, that moment came.
A knock on the door…..
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Originally Posted by
Rickey
No worries for not commenting then bro…sometimes we can be at a loss of how to reply to messages sent to us…thanks for remembering n explaining
…
1 thing i can’t understand is that since you had enjoyed this sexual relationship with this married colleague J so much…u shd be looking fwd to even more…that’s a normal human reaction both for gals & guys alike…but why then did u feel so bad abt it after that and changed to a absolutely decent and upright guy championing holy marriages ??…wat frightened u so much about that kind of illicit sexual relationship that made u do a complete U-turn abt it ??
Guilt. The closer I was to J, the further away I felt I was from my wife. Nobody starts a marriage by intentionally choosing the wrong way. We all want to get it right. It’s our dick that screw us up.
Nothing untowards happened. I was not caught. The feeling of wanting to be with another lady when I was with my wife was painful. I wanted J so badly till I remembered her to this day. Want her, yet cannot. This pain kept me on the straight.
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Originally Posted by
doombringer
good job, but try not to put too much feelings into it. women are good at deception to make you do to your biddings, if you actually think you are the only one to cum inside her make her orgasm fuck her during that period, i think you are abit naive based on her actions.
Good advice bro. But its ady over. Re cum inside her, I remain sceptical. J had a packet of Morning After pills ever ready. I can’t be the only one so zhun for the “just in case” situations. Re orgasm, nothing really to hide if she was capable of it. J would have told me straight. So this part, I believed her. I wrote abt it at the request of bros here. You will see why later
*****continued *****
A knock on the door….
“Who is going to open the door?”, I asked J. Strangely, we omitted to discuss this part.
“You, of course!”, J shot back giggling.
“What me?!”, I gave J the perplexed look.
“Grrrrr”
Well, it had to be me. I was on top. I was the guy.
I pulled my dick out of J. Walked to the room door. There were goosebumps all over my body. That was the moment of truth. I could not back down. J would tease me forever as a “scaredy cat”.
I opened the room door slowly. Hid my naked body behind the door. My dick was still hard. Popped my head out of the door.
An old chinese auntie stood outside. Greying with some white hair. She handed me 2 rolls of toilet paper. Then gestured to leave.
This was not going to plan. I had to think fast. And fortunately, I did.
“Auntie, 我不会放! 你进来做啦!”, I acted frustrated. Like a guest genuinely upset.
(Translated: Auntie, I dont know how to put the toilet paper. You come inside put for me lah!)
The auntie grumbled to herself. Heard something like “….不是我的功…” (not my job)
Then the auntie recoiled the 2 rolls of toilet paper. Motioned to enter my room. I opened the door wider to let her in, hiding my naked body behind the door.
When inside, the auntie immediately turned right into the toilet.
I closed the room door. Shut it. And in the process revealed my naked body.
Stage 1 achievement unlocked!
I walked calmly to the bed where J was waiting for me.
Opened J’s legs wide. My dick was still hard. Pushed myself inside J. One stroke. Two stroke. Then I was off fucking J at the edge of the bed. Pretended that nothing was amiss.
J made funny faces at me while I fucked her. She tried to refrain from laughing.
The toilet door was wide ajar. From the edge of the bed, I could look inside the toilet WC. I saw the auntie bent over to put on the new toilet roll.
A sense of excitement stirred inside me. It was thrilling. My body was on tender hooks. Adrenalin gushed all over. There was a new found energy knowing that someone was in our room.
I fucked J faster. Like a stallion.
J moaned from the intense fucking. The laughter disappeared. We were having a real go at each other.
Meanwhile, the auntie finished her job of replenishing the toilet roll. Hobbled out of the toilet. Saw me fucking J naked on the bed.
She stopped at the toilet entrance stunned.
I never forgot the look on the auntie’s face. She was in total shock and disbelief.
There was a deafening silence for a few seconds. The auntie stood there to watch us. Our eyes met. I continued pumping J while exchanging stares with the auntie.
J was enjoying the moment too. She turned to look at the auntie. Moaned extra loud each time my dick went inside her.
That moment is hard to put in words. It was crazy. Blood rushed into my head. My dick was inundated with waves upon waves of extreme heightened pleasure.
Then the auntie reacted. She muttered some angry words in hokkien. Reached for the room main door. Opened it and left. Grumbled loudly as she walked away.
That was all that was needed. I was at the cusp of an explosive orgasm. J grabbed my buttocks to pull me in. A few more strokes later and I came inside J.
J smiled at me sweetly. We had achieved a new thrill.
“Happy?”, I asked J
J purred. She planted a long kiss on my lips without replying. I knew she was delighted.
There was a sense of accomplishment. J and I took turns to wash up in the toilet. Got dressed. Left the room.
J and I got off the lift on the ground floor hand in hand.
As we approached the front counter to return the key, I heard 2 people arguing loudly.
We turned the corner. Reached the counter. The arguments stopped.
The auntie who saw us have sex was seated at the sofa besides the counter. At the counter was the uncle who checked us in. Both him and auntie looked exasperated.
The auntie glared at J and me angrily.
I was puzzled. What’s going on?
Then it hit me. They were in a heated argument because of J and me. The auntie was visibly upset. Presumably because she was forced to see us have sex.
I felt ashamed. Dared not look the auntie in the eye. It was weird. Minutes ago, she had seen me in the buff, at my most vulnerable moment having sex and nearing a cum. Now I was a decent gentleman fully clothed.
J was nonchalant. She didnt mind being seen naked and felt no remorse.
I acted blur. Handed my key to the uncle half expecting to be scolded or warned. It didnt happen. Instead the uncle took a long look at J again, scanning her body up and down. He looked more amused than displeased.
J and I walked out of the hotel lobby.
“Ooooops!!”, J grinned cheekily to me, hinting at how angry the auntie was.
I had another problem. The insane blood rush to my head from the thrill seemed to have burst a blood vessel. I felt a sharp pain in my head.
“Wait till they discover the toilet paper in the closet!”, I joked back to J.
J laughed. We never returned to that hotel.
That was the first time J and I exhibited our bodies intentionally while having sex. We had tasted a forbidden fruit. It was not to be our last….
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Originally Posted by
Covidity
I am not the husband but he is here in this forum. There are a couple of threads on his stories.
Huh? Got so zhun?? Show me his thread?
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Originally Posted by
anikisan
heh. don’t believe this is real
BUT…nice story, btw! keep it going! lol
Well, I didnt write this to ask for points. Neither am I asking for your money. So no offence bro, it does not matter to me whether you believe or not. Read my intro. To me, I just want to get this off my chest and to tell it as it is. A memory to embalm J. I actually thought the events too sedate when I started writing. There are other bros engaging in orgies. My experience should be the typical run off the mill. Never expected people to think I did something unbelievable haha. Thanks for the compliments. Now, I dunno whether to continue. I seriously doubt J’s hubby is here. I did not reveal anything too personal. So…
Advice anyone?
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Originally Posted by
Playplayonly
Ts bro thanks for the story.
To meet such an open minded girl, is as difficult as striking toto.
No offense bro, but if one day i am as unbelievably fortunate as you, i would question if the girl is a ladyboy, bi, lesbian, transexual or mildly mentally ill?
Because i will never believe i will have such luck.
Thanks for your comments. I try to answer bros that make an effort to write. But I dunno how to reply you haha. J is definitely not ladyboy, trans, lesbian or mentally ill. She has a bachelors degree from a local U and went to a prominent all girls school. Not sure abt bi tho. We parted before we could experiment that part. As for fortunate, to each his own ba. At the point of breaking up, I wanted out. It wasnt a fantastic feeling too knowing 4 other men had fucked her on rotation. One wonders how many partners she had had and whether I will contract STD. I dont have much experience to boast about but some times you wont know what a lady is like until one beds her. Keep exploring if that is your thing. Good luck bro