The Lonely Housewife - Phase 2 Re-opening Adventures


    Chapter #31

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    SerflySGR

    “Hmm… Hmm… Hmm…”

    at least she sounded more honest in her response now. Encouraged, I got back to work.

    Without warning, I heard her gasp and inhale deeply then she started to tremble a bit

    . Taking the cue, I stopped licking, giving her time to savor her orgasm. She exhaled hard and slumped further into her soft bed. Slowly I got up, using the back of my hand to wipe her juices off my lips.

    “So wet,”

    I said licking my lips as I looked at her. Her eyes were glazed over and I think I heard her give a weak chuckle.

    There was some awkward silence. I mean: what do you say after you just made your neighbor cum? If any bro has any good suggestions, I am all ears! I was just standing there over, towering over her half naked form. My cock was straining to get out of my pants; should I unzip and release it from its captivity? Or better yet, get Maggi to suck me till I cum? What do I do now? On one hand, I wanted desperately to be pleasured but on the other, I didn’t want to appear like some MCP. And besides, some women still dislike the idea of giving men blow jobs.

    I gulped and smiled at her, maintaining the facade of being a gentleman. “I think I’d better go.” I excused myself, not because I was embarrassed but because I really needed to find a place to jerk off or I would definitely implode!

    I could feel myself mentally smacking myself real hard.

    “Thank you for giving yourself a sad case of blue balls!”

    My mind seemed to scream out at myself for being such a fool but for one thing, I didn’t know what the situation was and she could still turn around and cry rape and I really didn’t want to get caught with my pants down. Literally.

    I scurried home and locked myself in the master bedroom toilet. With the memory of Maggi’s musky pussy still fresh in my head, I release my cock from its confines and stroked it furiously.

    ( Click to show/hide )

    It wasn’t long that familiar sensation overcame me and I felt myself explode all over the bathroom floor. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I was also feeling sexually frustrated. There was nobody I could turn to for release and with the current Covid situation, there was no way I could seek ‘professional help’ either. Cleaning up the mess I made, I exited my bathroom, a lonely man.

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    Chapter #32

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    hengbee

    Thanks for sharing

    woohoo!

    You’re welcome

    Bro hengbee

    . Hang on. Cleaning up bathroom. Updates maybe later. Heh heh!

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    Chapter #33

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    SerflySGR

    It wasn’t long that familiar sensation overcame me and I felt myself explode all over the bathroom floor. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I was also feeling sexually frustrated. There was nobody I could turn to for release and with the current Covid situation, there was no way I could seek ‘professional help’ either. Cleaning up the mess I made, I exited my bathroom, a lonely man.

    I felt like a used tool. And it didn’t help that after that fateful afternoon, I did not receive any texts from Maggi; neither did she call me or even contact me via the Group Chat. I felt like a complete idiot. I thought I was some Casanova; I thought I was a giver but all I ever was is a fool!

    There were many times when I thought I wanted to message her but I didn’t want to appear weak or needy. I maintained being the friendly, neighborhood Serfly to all my other neighbors, participating in the Group Chat ever so often but avoiding to talk to her or to reply to her messages; all her messages were general in nature and, if she needed help from me, she could have always messaged me directly, right?

    Late one afternoon, I heard my doorbell ring. Thinking it was some trinket that my son had ordered online (and the delivery guy was a guy - duh), I didn’t bother to put on any shirt and went to answer the door, bare bodied.

    There, in front of me, was a sight for sore eyes. She had put on some makeup - her eyes looked even more inviting as the surgical mask covered half of her alluring face.

    “Maggi!”

    There was no way to hide the excitement in my voice. I was thrilled to finally see her again.

    “Hi! I just wanted to see if I could borrow some, uh, flour.”

    Maggi mumbled under her mask. She looked me in the eyes and cleared her throat, then looked down at the floor.

    I saw her eyes dart from my eyes to my chest and then to the floor. She was checking me out. Yet, at the same time I was also giving her the once over. I looked her up and down, salivating at this sweet young mother in front of me before she cleared her throat one more time.

    “No problem, everything I got. Sugar also we have. Sharing is caring.”

    I said. Wait a minute, did she say flour?

    “Um, I need flour, please.”

    she corrected me.

    “Oh, erm……”

    I was stumped. Why would a grown man like me have flour lying around the house?

    “Nevermind,”

    she interrupted,

    “maybe you have something else inside I can borrow and use?”

    It was my turn to clear my throat. Awkwardly I waved her into my home and ushered her towards my kitchen.

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    Chapter #34

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    Hardaway1818

    It’s coming! Cant wait for the next instalment

    You certainly know your stuff,

    Bro Hardaway1818

    ! Heh heh!

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    Chapter #35

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    Neoguri

    Great writing, love it!

    Thank you for your compliments,

    Bro Neoguri

    !

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    ouzo18

    Lai liao lai liao…..Ho sey liao….lol

    Yes

    Bro ouzo18

    ! Finally…

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    sexcision

    Borrow flour my foot! Lol, more like borrow your dick!

    Sharing is caring,

    Bro sexcision

    ! Heh heh!

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    CibLover

    Lai Lai…. Flour and white milky protein also ready!!!

    Continue….

    But I don’t have flour in my home,

    Bro CibLover

    . How ah?

    To all bros that have upped my points recently:

    Sincere apologies

    repaying as fast as I can

    Thank you for your patience

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    Chapter #36

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    questionzz

    Love the story and the english.

    Keep up the good work! Hope to hear more juicy parts in the coming few installments!

    Jiayou!

    Thanks for the compliments

    Bro questionzz

    !

    Will try to update regularly.

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    Chapter #37

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    sbftiankon

    Bro up you for your good work !

    Thank you

    Bro sbftiankon

    for the points. I’ve returned the favor. Please accept my humble points.

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    CheeHongCheng

    Very well written TS, please keep going

    Thank you for your compliments

    Bro CheeHongCheng

    ! I will try to update.

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    funfox

    TS

    My guess is she wants to borrow your tongue again. She missed that painting season and is back for more. You will not deny her the dick if she wants it too I am sure. 加油 💪🏼

    I am hoping she wanted something more than my tongue,

    Bro funfox

    ! Heh heh!

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    Chapter #38

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    SerflySGR

    “Um, I need flour, please.”

    she corrected me.

    “Oh, erm……”

    I was stumped. Why would a grown man like me have flour lying around the house?

    “Nevermind,”

    she interrupted,

    “maybe you have something else inside I can borrow and use?”

    It was my turn to clear my throat. Awkwardly I waved her into my home and ushered her towards my kitchen.

    It suddenly occurred to me that I had no flour to offer her and yet I invited her into my home. I know I wanted to fuck her but I had no plan whatsoever. I evaluated and thought of how things would pan out; maybe some of the cheesy pick-up lines Fred liked to post in the Group Chat but my mind drew a blank.

    “You know,”

    she cleared her throat again, “my husband never licked me there.” she confessed.

    “He always ask me to suck his…….”

    “Cock?”

    I finished her sentence for her and Maggi nodded and blushed a bright red.

    Taking the initiative, I reached for her and held onto her small hands.

    “You can tell me whatever you want. No judging. Just listening.”

    I said.

    She smiled.

    “But he never liked to lick mine.”

    Sensing she had some story to share, I merely nodded and encouraged her to open up.

    “After I had given birth, it got worse.”

    She sobbed.

    “At first, he would still have sex with me but he would complain that it was loose and how my tummy had become more flabby.”

    I am sure that porn flicks would have ’taught’ us otherwise; no matter how many babies a women had, she would still have a slim figure and a tight pussy to boot. Obviously, this brother was in a world of his own.

    “He would get me to watch porn with him and then he got me to imitate what those girls did in the video and suck him off.”

    My mind began to wonder how good Maggi was at giving blowjobs since her husband made her do it.

    As if she read my mind. Maggi continued,

    “He kept saying I was doing it wrong; say my teeth scratched his dickhead and I couldn’t even suck a cock properly. That really hurt me. I mean: I just gave his family a healthy baby boy!”

    she said with tears welling up in her eyes.

    “Anyway,”

    she continued,

    “I don’t know how these porn actresses always seem to enjoy giving blowjobs; the way they moan as they lick as if licking it will make them enjoy also? Shiok meh?”

    I wanted to tell her to give me a free sampling and I would be the judge to that and that while having sex was a great feeling but a good blowjob was something else but decided against it lest she put me in the same category as her husband.

    “Then I saw, in those movies, the guy and the girl in 69 position,”

    Maggi continued,

    “I wanted to try but he told me my hole was smelly and that he could get yeast infection if he licked me. But it’s not like he’s very clean either. Sometimes he smells so bad!”

    “Nonsense!” I protested, “You don’t smell bad and your juice was sweet. In fact, I’d give anything to taste it one more time.” Obviously

    I lied about the smell

    ; we all have our own body odors, who doesn’t? But I wasn’t going to let my honesty deny me of pussy again today, not when I have got home court advantage today!

    “Really?”

    her eyes lit up.

    “You mean it?”

    “Every single word of it!”

    I reassured her.

    “In fact, I enjoy it. My ex-wife wouldn’t let me go anywhere near it, much less lick it!”

    I held her hands and looked her in the eyes,

    “Maggi, I would be the happiest man in the world if you let me lick you again,”

    I said.

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    Chapter #39

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    Advalorum

    Bro,

    Good story. Thank you. Upz you.

    Thank you,

    Bro Advalorum

    !

    Points returned

    . Appreciate it!

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    gundlach

    Support nice story and hope to read more.

    Thank you,

    Bro gundlach

    ! Hope to post more shortly.

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    Dulien

    Nice story and hope continue.

    Thanks

    Bro Dulien

    ! Will try to continue.

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    funfox

    Lai liao… 😋😋😋

    Yes,

    Bro funfox

    ? Who

    lai liao

    ? Hope it’s not her husband or I am fucked.

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    alea

    Yummy, got abalone to eat again…

    Yes

    Bro alea

    . And I hope the quality gets better and better, if you know what I mean?

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    lbceug79

    Wow,

    The story is interesting.

    Nice plot, very original and quite funny..

    Waiting to read on the 69 bit and how the story unfolds.

    Keep it up bro.

    Thanks

    Bro lbceug79

    !

    Original and funny. Hmm… Thanks!

    Didn’t know the story was considered funny but as long as you guys like it, why not?

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    ouzo18

    Wow 69, TS ho seh liao, she going to bj you with her excellent bj skill…..shiok

    Yes,

    Bro ouzo18

    ! I can’t wait either. Excellent? Hmm… I let the story unfold itself?

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    Chapter #40

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    SerflySGR

    “Nonsense!” I protested, “You don’t smell bad and your juice was sweet. In fact, I’d give anything to taste it one more time.” Obviously

    I lied about the smell

    ; we all have our own body odors, who doesn’t? But I wasn’t going to let my honesty deny me of pussy again today, not when I have got home court advantage today!

    “Really?”

    her eyes lit up.

    “You mean it?”

    “Every single word of it!”

    I reassured her.

    “In fact, I enjoy it. My ex-wife wouldn’t let me go anywhere near it, much less lick it!”

    I held her hands and looked her in the eyes,

    “Maggi, I would be the happiest man in the world if you let me lick you again,”

    I said.

    “Really meh?”

    Maggi didn’t seem convinced,

    “My husband got lick before and he complained that it was smelly and tasted bad.”

    As mentioned, odor was one thing, taste was another; usually those that tasted bad either had poor hygiene, poor diet or some kind of yeast infection. For Maggi’s case, it was none of the above.

    “Yours tasted sweet.”

    I offered.

    “Is it because you always eat fruits and vegetables? Because that’s what dieticians said; fruits can make our body secretions taste sweeter.”

    I

    anyhow just whack in

    this ‘scientific titbit’ to reinforce my claim.

    “Orh? Is it? Like that I next time must eat more fruits.”

    I seem to have heard her mutter. I gave her a side-way look and caught her blushing slightly. I think I am in luck! Heh heh!

    “And, you are not flabby.”

    I quickly added.

    “Aiya! That’s because I am petite so cannot see my little tummy. Did you know that when I was pregnant, some people even didn’t notice it?”

    she quipped.

    “Anyway, my fats are hidden beneath my dress. So baggy, cannot see one.”

    she said as she made a twirl in front of me.

    ( Click to show/hide )

    “Is it?” it was my turn to ask in disbelief. In actual fact, I just wanted her to take off her dress and prove it!

    “Yes lah!”

    She replied.

    “Seeing is believing.”

    I told her.

    “Ya right! Hey! You know ah,”

    she began,

    “I got tell you that you about the same age as my father?”

    She asked.

    “I think you did.”

    I said, not liking where this was going. Was she going to ‘Dad-zone’ me?

    “You remind me of my relationship with my father; I could tell him everything and he would listen to me.”

    she said. I merely nodded.

    “Would you dad eat your sweet little pussy?”

    I thought to myself.

    She went on to talk a bit about her childhood, growing up in Ipoh and subsequently coming to Singapore to study - that’s where she met her husband (he probably fucked her brains out and here we are today. Haha!)

    Somewhere along the lines, I must have switched myself off. I was really hung up on the words, “You remind me of my relationship with my father.”

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