Chapter 1:
Elise was especially quiet that day. She is a screamer whenever we have sex. She screams even louder when I bang her in doggie fashion. She would arch her back so that I could slap her fat ass better. Her big tits always swing wildly in that position and I enjoy that view tremendously.
“Do you like it, are you my bitch?”
I dirty talked as usual.
She was again, quiet.
After a while, I leaned forward to grab both her tits and ejaculated all into her wet pussy. She made her pussy squeezed my cock harder and I felt the tight juicy warmth of hers around my cock.
I collapsed onto her, and swiftly rolled aside.
“I am pregnant…”
she said softly.
I was caught so off guard that I almost bit my own tongue. I was so surprised to the extent that I did not ask her to suck off my cock after ejaculation, which is a routine request I usually ask of her.
I somehow knew this would happen sooner or later because we never use condom. The problem is…
How do I deal with my wife and..
How do I face her husband, whom I still consider as my best friend??
———
Hi, my name is Jon. I am married, no kids yet (technically, no kids yet with my wife…). My best friend Jun Keat, is also married and has a 4 years old daughter.
JunKeat has been my best pal since secondary school. We even went to the same uni and we are also partners in starting a small business together way before we both got married. We were the best man for each other during both our weddings.
The grass is always greener on the other side.
The same goes to marriage as well. I have always been envious of JunKeat because of his stunning wife. Her name is Elise. A sweet Malaysian girl who was initially one of the employees of our small business together.
I have been a boob man for as long as I remember. Yet, life is interesting and I marry my longtime sweet heart whom I have met in uni. Let’s put it this way, my wife isn’t well-endowed physically but she is the wifey material you would want to settle down with.
To be fair, my wife is definitely prettier than Elise. Better looking, taller and slimmer. Elise is shorter, bit fatter, bespectacled (she is not the kind of girl who would put on lenses) and a flatter nose. Let’s just say Elise won’t be classified as a pretty girl that would catch anyone’s attention.
However, Elise has a good ass with enough meat and also is blessed with a pair of full C-cup boobs. JunKeat told me they have been upgraded to D-cup after giving birth to their daughter. Her body figure is curvy and busty, she is the kind of lady you know who would be really fun in bed.
However, JunKeat and I were in a really serious car accident in late 2019. I was lucky enough to have fully recovered but poor JunKeat will have to rely on a wheelchair for the rest of his life. He is paralysed from the waist down.
Which is why, I have been visiting JunKeat and his family since early 2020. Every Saturday, I would drop by JunKeat’s house to give him and his family things. Most of the times, I would give them some of the health supplement products my wife has overbought. Sometimes, I would just bring them a pot of soup my wife will normally make in the weekends.
The regular visits to him, his wife and his daughter..is how the mess that I am currently in started…
**to be continued**
Chapter 2:
If I were Jun Keat, knowing that I will need to be on wheelchair for the rest of my life, I would be in severe depression. Luckily, Jun Keat was so mentally resilient that he picked himself up real quick.
He accepted his fate fearlessly. I didn’t want to discuss with him right away how this could possibly affect his role in our business. Yet again, he surprised me by initiating this difficult discussion with me on his own.
Our business required us to travel quite a lot. Even during lockdown, we would still need to visit our local business partners regularly to support. He asked me to buy out some of his stake so he would have extra cash, and also suggested me to reinstate Elise back into the company and let her learn the ropes of his original role.
“Are you sure Liz (short of Elise) is ok with that? I think she might want to stay home and take care of you and meimei (that’s how I call their daughter),”
I was worried.
“Can la, my parents and Liz will help me to adjust my new lifestyle, and also they will take care of meimei more often now,”
Jun Keat assured.
“Also, how can we both stay home forever? Last time can la, last time we still can have sex hahaha!”
He joked.
It was indeed a really dark humour. I wasn’t even sure how to react.
———
Elise hadn’t worked a day since they got married. She needed to buy some casual formal attires since those attires she used to have no longer fit her. Her waist got slightly bigger, her hip definitely got rounder and not to mention, her tits definitely grew bigger.
I didn’t think it was necessary to buy new attire just for our works, but she insisted. I guess it is true that women can be irrationally critical of their wardrobes all the time.
Jun Keat had a physiotherapy appointment that day, so Elise asked my wife to accompany her on the shopping trip. I already forgot what my wife was busy with that day. She ordered me to go with Elise instead.
In hindsight, that was the first mistake my wife and I made.
———
So bobian, I picked Elise up and drove her to the shopping mall. It was actually the first time we both spent time together without anyone else. Despite both our families being really close with each other, I believe both of us sensed a tinge of awkwardness in the air.
I tried not to look but it was hard. The voluptuous shape of her breasts that was revealed by putting on the seatbelt, it was just gorgeous.
I remember all I could thought about on the way to the shopping mall was how small the breasts of my wife were. I tried my best to chit chat a bit to ease off the awkwardness.
“Why need to buy new clothes leh? Plus we don’t have a dress code in the company and you are the boss wife leh,”
I said.
“All my clothes for work last time already cannot fit because I am an aunty now you know,”
Elise complained.
“You mean all the clothes feel tight now ah?”
I asked.
“Yea la, fat aunty,”
Elise repeated it again. We are indeed in our mid thirties now.
“Wa tight means sexy you know. If you sexy you can help us win more customers leh haha!”
I teased her.
She slapped my shoulder and laughed. I hadn’t seen her laugh so cheerfully since the accident. That slightly naughty joke somehow established the tone of our interactions moving forward until she got pregnant with my child.
I gave a lot of useless but playful remarks all the while she was trying out different attires. To be honest, it was really creepy but somehow it seemed to be the most natural way both of us could interact.
We know each other well, but we didn’t really spend time alone before at all.
“Ah this one this one, can show your cleavage!”
I joked.
“Buy this long pants, our customers and partners confirm like!”
I gave her a thumb up.
“You have to get this one, I think you can carry it since you are big haha!”
I gestured.
She was just laughing, slapping me in my back and my shoulder. I sensed Elise somehow enjoyed all these indirect compliments as they helped build up her self esteem.
She always retorted by saying
“aiya no one want to see aunty la”
. I felt she wasn’t feeling confident. After all, she hadn’t worked for so long and now she had to rejoin the workforce under the worst circumstance.
Then, we walked past the lingerie section. I whistled and joked that Jun Keat would definitely love her in the black lace bra.
She kept quiet and lowered her head. I realised I might had say something bad. I wasn’t entirely sure how wheelchair bound actually affected their sex lives.
“I am sorry,”
I said apologetically.
“Haha, what? Why sorry? Yea why not, I might want to buy it,”
she recovered and said cheerfully.
She browsed through the different sizes, took the bra that fit her and went to queue in front of the cashier.
Not sure what took over me, I snatched the bra from her, insisted on buying it as a gift for her and Jun Keat. I thought this was a good way to cheer this couple up as they are my close friends!
“Can la, I am not buying for you, I am buying it for Jun Keat!”
I joked.
I took a quick peek at the label of the bra.
God damn, it was 34D.
“Don’t let your wife know you buy bra for other woman,”
Elise quipped.
“Well not my first time, I bought for my mom before!”
I fired back.
———
The shopping trip turned out to be very enjoyable for the both of us, I thought. When I dropped her off, she leaned over to give me a hug. We hugged for quite long as I knew she needed the emotional support.
It was never easy for a mom like her to just go back to work.
I smelled her hair, it smelled so nice. She was so soft to hug. I felt her mighty breasts pressed against my chest. The sensation seemed to have short-circuited the wire in my brain. I kissed her on her forehead.
I immediately regretted as I felt she was surprised. She took a split to second to process, smiled immediately, said thank you and goodbye, and left the car.
———
I felt weird when I got back home and saw my wife. I tried to hug my wife and gave her a kiss to flush away the weird feeling I was experiencing.
Sadly, my wife just pushed me away.
“What are you doing, go shower!”
My wife scolded me like every other wife.
I remember looking forward to the first day working together with Elise once again right after my wife brushed me off.
At night, Elise texted me for the first time.
“Remember to drive me to work on Monday, tq! 😊”
Her text said.
**to be continued**
Chapter 3:
Next Monday in the early morning, I was already on my way to pick up Elise. Not sure why, I thought it would be nice to buy her breakfast from Toastbox.
So I did.
I arrived at her HDB block, saw her walking over to my car. She wore a buttoned-up white shirt, long sleeves and a pencil skirt that outlined her curves. Her hair was tied in a bun, her neck was nice and fair, she was wearing glasses as always.
I thought to myself…hmm a bit attractive leh…
I could smell her perfume the moment she got into the car.
“Wa, got breakfast for me leh, thank you!”
She cheered.
“How’s Jun Keat?”
I asked.
“Still sleeping loh, he fell yesterday night in the toilet,”
She said.
“Oh my god, is he ok?”
I was concerned.
“Yes yes, his parents will come see him later and send mei mei (their daughter) to school for us,”
she replied.
I nodded. She was drinking the Teh C I bought for her.
I naturally put my hand on her thigh and reassured her that things will get easier. I liked how her thigh felt. Soft, bah bah feeling.
I took my hand right away. She kept quiet.
“His parents want to move in with us until Jun Keat completes his physio treatment,”
she said softly.
“Oh nice wad, aunty uncle can help you take care of him and mei mei,”
I replied.
She continued to keep quiet and looked a bit sad.
“Why, you worried got parents-in-law staying with you, cannot sexy time with Jun Keat ah? Haha!”
I joked.
“Nothing sexy after the accident,”
she said resignedly.
“He cannot…cannot function?”
I asked hesitatingly.
She sighed and shook her head. Her response indeed confirmed my worries for Jun Keat. I was very sad for my best friend.
“Not the same already,”
she said softly. I nodded although I didn’t really understand.
“Well, not sure if this will console you, but I haven’t had sex with my wife for like 3 months already,”
I confided in her.
“What? Why??”
She was shocked.
“She just doesn’t feel the need, I can’t force her also,”
I shrugged.
“No blowjob or use hand?”
She looked so surprise.
“Got handjob. Blowjob will only happen if I buy her LV bag,”
I joked.
“Wah smart girl, Jun Keat owed me many LV bags liao,”
she mused.
We laughed together. At last, the mood cheered up a bit as we reached our office.
———
It had been a joy to have Elise back in the company. She learnt the ropes fast. Not more than two weeks, she was able to service our clients & partners independently without my guidance.
Things were good at work, but things were not that good at my family life. I had more and more quarrels with my wife as she repeatedly turned down my request for getting intimate with her.
I was extremely sexually frustrated that I even considered visiting Geylang (oh my god the good old days when the lorongs were still buzzing with people before pandemic)
I started texting Elise more after work.
We chatted about casual stuffs. I recommended her Netflix dramas, she recommended me China variety shows. I talked about stock investing, she talked about the places she hoped to travel or do staycation.
She also started complaining to me about how irritated it was to have parents-in-law staying in the same household.
There were many times we texted until late midnight that we both were so tired at work the next day. I felt like I was back in the uni days where I would chat with girls using MSN messenger until late night.
I started to sense that she was becoming more and more…girlfriendly…with me.
Like for example, she would start to act cute in front of me. When I routed clients to her for support, which meant more work, she would look at me with intentionally sad face, purse her lips and hope I would not do that.
Hmm, hard to explain.
———
One evening, I was driving her back home after work as usual. Both of us were so tired because we texted until late again last night.
For the first time ever though, she asked whether my wife was ok with us texting so often.
“If she doesn’t wanna have sex with me, I don’t wanna care about her feelings too,”
I said honestly.
“家家有本难念的经 is just so true,”
she said with sorrow.
“I don’t wanna go home,”
she whispered, she was looking outside the car window.
“I don’t wanna go home too,”
I replied quickly without thinking too much.
“Then, let’s go somewhere?”
She asked.
My heart skipped a beat.
“Erm, sure where do you want to go? Hotpot?”
I acted cool and shrugged.
“But I am so tired,”
she said softly.
…
Fuck, only a woman could spout such contradictory nonsense.
I didn’t know what to say.
“Let’s go Lyf Funan and see if there is any suite left for us to rest?”
She asked. She didn’t look at me. She was still looking outside the car window.
Lyf Funan was one of the hotels she mentioned in our texting previously, she shared with me about her desire to do staycation.
I thought it was meant as a way to escape her parents-in-law. I didn’t know it was actually her hint to ask me go with her!?
“Hahaha, sure,”
I tried to stay calm and laughed out the tension. I almost choked on my own saliva.
**to be continued**