Some people are just better at selling.
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I was a little shocked to be honest the first time I saw my wife’s video on a sponsored facebook advertisement.
It felt weird to see her dressed up nicely and introducing a property she is selling.
I watched the whole video from start till end a few times and I could not believe the number of views that video received. About 50000 views within a couple of hours of it being uploaded.
Is the property market really that hot in Singapore that everyone is viewing related ads ?
It was only when some of my friends forwarded me the links to a local sex forum that I realised my wife Audrey, is the topic of hot discussion on several threads.
Instead of the discussion being centred on the property my wife is trying to sell, the discussion centred around Audrey’s body, her looks, her legs, how she look in heels and of course, her ample asset. My wife is a beautiful and classy woman and I have no doubts her presence boost the amount of view counts.
I brushed it off as noise and told my friends I could not be bothered about it. Let the men say whatever they want.
I might act nonchalant on the surface but deep down, I was quite affected by what was being said online.
Accusations such as Audrey sleeping with clients are rampant even though I know it’s not real.
She just started as a property agent 4 months ago and has yet to move her first unit. It was mostly tagging along, getting familiar to the procedures, and learning on the job.
From the discussion, the netizens dug up my wife’s history. From where she went to school, which university she attends and somehow, even our wedding pictures ended up online.
Almost all the comments came from guys that want to fuck her.
Some said she has the look that made men want to unload their semen on her face.
Perhaps the only comforting note was that everyone is jealous of the husband. They say I’m a lucky bastard to be able to cup those ample breast in my hands every night.
There are a couple of users who claimed to have dated Audrey before and that the sex was mind-blowing, drawing more to request stories of Audrey.
From being able to give a good blow to the sight of her bouncing tits while she rides her partner on top, the thread became a hot favourite in the sex forum.
I know Audrey has dated a few guys before settling down with me but there’s no way of verifying if what those nameless people say online is true. I’m not about to ask my wife about what was being discussed on the forum that’s for sure.
One week after the video was up, my wife came home and jumped into my arms, screaming and waving madly in the air.
She closed her first deal.
That’s good news of course. We celebrated over a nice dinner with a bottle of wine and that deal, although a small one, gave her the confidence to continue in this new career.
One thing for sure, making a video, showing your body and sweet smile is a sure-fire way to draw in the buyers. Her voice is really sweet too.
Over the next six months, more and more videos of Audrey went up online. Her property team is not blind to the fact that looks and body sells properties faster than putting some ads online in a portal.
Coupled with site analysis of potential capital appreciation, catchment of tenants and of course, some accidental crossing of legs while wearing a tight skirt or dress, my wife started closing one deal a week.
As I watched her income grow, her dressing also became bolder. Audrey became more confident and comparing her first video and the one she is churning out every week now, she looks so much more confident.
Audrey is not one to dress overly short or to reveal too much of her cleavage in a crude way. However, she understands the need to capitalise on her body, so the clothes she wore got tighter.
I thought the discussion on the forums will die down eventually but it didn’t. Audrey now has a fan base with people editing her video with deep fake software to simulate her in a gangbang or being fucked by a black dick.
The first time I saw it, I got an instant hardon even though it’s a poorly edited video of Audrey being gangbanged by three Korean men.
Scrolling through the other videos and comments, I saw one jump out at me.
A comment that got buried in the never-ending discussion.
It was a comment by a site visitor that did not even have a registered user name. While it would appear to others that there are no credibility to what this user is saying since he cannot even be bothered to register, this user said something that I believe it’s true.
Why is that so ?
Because I’m the husband that’s why.
It was under a discussion about Audrey’s dressing. Why she is always covered up. Why don’t she reveal more of her body ?
Some say it’s a tease, some say it’s because she wants to portray a good girl image.
“Audrey has a scar from an accident, but other than that, she’s perfect.”
My heart skipped a beat when I read that comment that no one even bothered to respond to.
My wife has two scars from a car accident just after we got together. This means that comment could not have been from her former relationships. The first scar ran about 10cm from the top of her privates diagonally upwards towards her belly button.
The next one is one is a puncture wound on her left breast just beside her areola.
No one other than me and my in laws knew about the scar.
My wife’s doctor is a female doc in her late fifties, I highly doubt she will be on a sex forum, much less commenting about a former patient.
This can only mean one thing.
The person that made the comment, has probably seen my wife naked before.
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James was looking forward to celebrate his wife’s birthday, unaware that she has a celebration of her own.
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It’s exactly one month after my wedding and it’s also my wife Lydia’s birthday.
I’m still basking in the aftermath of our union and life could not be better for me. As a civil servant, I got a cushy job with a good boss and very nice colleagues. I do get busy at times but work has never been stressful for me.
I reach work at 8.30am and by 6.15pm, I’m usually at the train station waiting for get home.
Lydia and I met when we were in university. I have a crush on her ever since I saw her during the orientation program but I only mustered up enough courage to approach her during my 2nd year.
She rejected me initially but I guess my perseverance paid off in the end. We became an item just before we graduated.
I joined the civil service while she got a position in a start up.
Like all couples, we applied for a flat and when the keys to our love nest arrived, we got married and moved in to start a new chapter in our lives. My friends envied me for having achieve what many of them are still working on.
I have a stable career, a beautiful and pretty wife, I even snagged a coveted new flat right beside the train station. I mean, what are the odds of something like this happening ?
Well, I have my lucky stars to thank for this.
Life has always been pretty smooth sailing for me.
Looking forward to celebrate Lydia’s birthday and our one month wedding anniversary, I had planned for a dinner in a nice restaurant. However, Lydia text me in the middle of the day to say she has some work to rush and will only be home late.
The start up she works for just got a huge capital injection by investors and they are working really hard to take the company to the next level. So the plan is for me to pack some nice cakes and desserts, wait for Lydia to be done with her work before we celebrate at home.
Well, being a romantic, and a newly minted husband, I didn’t want to wait till she is done with work. Lydia might be too tired by then and I know how she feels about having cake late at night.
So I decided to surprise her and pay her a visit with cake and flowers in tow.
It’ll just be a simple surprise, and I’m sure the flowers will give her the necessary boost for her overtime work.
I collected the cake and flowers before taking a train to the industrial park where Lydia works at. The company is located on the top floor of an industrial building.
Having been to her work place a couple of times, I knew exactly where to go in the large complex. Dotted with a variety of trades from businesses selling construction materials to car workshops, the building can be a bit hard to navigate for 1st timers.
I arrived on level 7 and I could see quite a few vehicles still parked outside the unit housing Lydia’s office and warehouse.
Her bosses vehicles are there too. Well, at least they didn’t dump the work on her and leave.
Heading to the glass door, I looked into the reception area but the lights are already off. A ‘closed’ sign hung on the glass door and the only light is from a decorative fish tank by the waiting area.
The staff are probably working in the office or in the meeting room I guess.
I hit the door bell and waited, but no one came.
I decided to go by the rear entrance, a spot where many of the company’s smokers use for a short break. From there, I can access the pantry.
Walking around the back, I saw the door to the rear kept opened by a brick. The staff did it to stop the door from closing. They could always scan their staff pass to open it again but word around there is HR keeps an eye on how many times staff uses the back entrance, especially the smokers.
No one wants to be clocking in and out of the office using that door too often so they kept it open most of the time.
Makeshift ashtray made out of aluminum cans lined the floor beside a few old chairs.
Pulling the door open, I let myself into a service corridor which is non-airconditioned.
From there, I can access the bathrooms, the warehouse, and the pantry which is behind a glass door.
I was about to reach for the pantry when I heard something.
There’s a weird yet familiar sound coming from behind the door leading to the warehouse.
It’s the sound of a woman moaning, and the raspy rough voice of a man grunting.
I held my breath and brought my ears closer to the door.
I was right. Someone is moaning behind that door.
Out of curiosity, I tried the door knob and it turned easily. Pulling the door open, the sound of the moaning got louder and the familiarity of that moan is like a slap in my face.
The moans melted together with the satisfying grunts of a man, a melody you hear only from a couple in the heat of passionate love making.
I don’t know who is the man that is grunting and panting in pleasure, but I know the moans came from my wife.
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Juliette shares a period of her dark history. Something she wished she has never done.
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2 weeks
That is 14 days. 336 hours.
I did something I never thought I will do ever in my life.
I worked as a freelance escort out of curiosity and money. What drove me to make this decision is actually a combination of factors. Mostly bad news all happening at the same time.
If you see know me personally, you would surely think I’m the last person ever to become a social escort. It’s just not me.
I’m that quiet, sweet looking girl hugging a laptop on the train with headphones on. I’m not super model hot, I would say I’m more of a girl next door.
My looks have never put me in the same league as the ‘chio’ (hot) girls among my friends, but I do get guys approaching me in cafes and in school. I look above average I guess, i’ve caught guys trying to take photo of me in public and I once caught this pervert snapping my upskirt.
Surely If I look grotesque, they wouldn’t do that right ?
Coming from an average low middle income family, I would say I’m considered lucky. The roof over my head is a 3 room flat in Bedok. I live smack in the middle of the busy town centre. A friend once told me my place in Bedok is like the Singapore version of MyeongDong in Seoul.
And the flat I live in, is equivalent to the apartments and hotels that overlook the bustle of activities that goes one below.
You can find everything you could every need within the town centre. It’s always busy, always crowded, there is always something going on. From food, to coffee shops, to supermarket and libraries, everything is within a couple of minutes walk away.
There is always food on the table for me and my older brother, my father is a cab driver, while my mother works at a chain bookshop. I started working at the same bookshop after my ‘O’ levels as a part timer, and as I progressed into Junior college and university, I continue to work part time for additional pocket money.
Covid 19 hit us when I was in the 2nd year of my degree program in NUS. It affected the family’s expenses on many levels. First is my father, he is the main hirer for the cab and his relief driver retired before CNY 2020. He ended up shouldering the daily rental of the whole taxi. So when the lockdown came, his income plunged to zero.
The government relief and help took some pressure off the finances but when it rain, it pours. My grandmother, took a fall in the bathroom and she needs to be hospitalized. Medical bills aside, the family do have some savings to tide through emergencies. My brother Matthew, who is working in Australia, lost his job 1 week into our Circuit breaker.
He was on 6 months probation and had just flew over after CNY. Jobless with bills to pay and stuck in Melbourne, his emergency cash is dwindling fast.
It’s like we’re hit with a tsunami when all the bad news start arriving one after another. The 1st month of our circuit breaker was a very stressful period for my family and I could tell my dad was on the verge of breaking down.
One moment, he had it all good going for him in his life. Son working in Australia building his career. Daughter in university. He just needs to hang on for a couple of years before he can retire once I hit the workforce.
Fate can be cruel at times.
To be honest, the money situation is not exactly dire to the point we need to beg for food or to raid a supermarket or something. It’s more of the uncertainty that drove me to make such a drastic decision.
Back in May 2020, there is no end in sight. Nobody knows what will happen, nobody can see the end of the pandemic and no one knows when this will end. It is under the duress of such uncertainty that I did something so stupid.
Abigail, or Ab in short as I call her, she’s a close friend of mine in secondary school. As a fellow Bedok resident, we often take the train back together after school. She stays just a 10 minutes walk away from me.
Ab has her own set of problems since childhood, the typical single parent, abusive father kind of family drama.
Her life only got better when her dad went to prison. I think it was for drug related stuff, he won’t be coming out for at least 20 years. That was when Ab just finished her secondary school. With a mother and 2 younger sibling to take care of, part time work at a café & bookshop will not cut it, so Ab did the one thing with the one asset that she has.
Her body.
Throughout her poly days, Ab freelances as a social escort and even as a sugar babe. She still clocks a few hours on weekends at the same bookshop as me because she needed an excuse where the money is coming from.
She confided in me that she hated it, but she needed the money. Ab did it for a few years until she started her degree in NUS, she stopped taking new clients and only sticking with a handful of regulars as her siblings grew up and her mother found a more stable job.
From there, the regulars begin to dwindle to the point there are only 3 that she sees from time to time.
All 3 are married men with kids by the way.
Abigail confided in me about the men she saw, the disgusting things they did and she told me sometimes she gets nightmares thinking about it. Ab has a few suitors in school but she chose to remain single.
“I’m disgusted by myself babe, how do you expect me to date someone?”
Those were her exact words.
I remembered clearly it was the day when the government announced that the circuit breaker will be extended by another month when I called Ab on the phone to chat.
It was 11pm at night and I came out of my room for some fresh air. I stood at the quiet staircase landing looking down onto the deserted interchange that resembles a town with a zombie outbreak.
We chatted, talked a little about everything before I broke the question and asked Ab if she has any idea who to link me up with if I want to do it.
“What ? Are you fucking out of your mind ? “ She asked.
“I don’t know, I mean, I could use with some money, help out the family a little.”
We continued talking and Ab spent the next 10 minutes scolding me, saying I’m crazy.
She also shared with me her experiences when she was doing it, experiences she has never shared before. Some of it made me feel sick.
“you have a boyfriend Juliette. James will flip if he knew.” Ab said. “he’ll fucking kill you or something.”
“Sigh… that’s sort of the last thing on my mind now actually… I’m more concerned about the family’s finances.” I asked Ab about the money.
She has shared with me before but back then, I was not really paying attention.
“after the agent takes the cut, I get about 350-400.” She said.
“what ? For an hour’s work ? “ I exclaimed, unable to believe my ears.
“sometimes it’s less than 30 minutes, they can’t last that long.” Ab said spitefully.
From there, our conversation drifted to commissions, rooms, the unspoken rules of the trade. Dos and don’ts, eventually I told Ab something that literally earned me that absolute silence on the line.
“Ab, why not you be my agent… rather than let other people earn, you can earn off me.” I said in jest.
She just went quiet, I had to keep hailing for her on the line to get her to response.
“You’re fucking serious about this aren’t you Juliette ? “
“how much do you think I’m worth Ab ? Be honest, I won’t blame you. I mean, I don’t exactly have much boobs and all.”
“You’re a gem babe, don’t put yourself down.” Abigail comforted me. “to me, you are priceless ok ? it doesn’t matter how much I think you are worth. It’s how much the men think you are worth.”
“Any chance you can help me out on this ? “ I asked.
Abigail sighed and told me to make my Instagram account private. Start cleaning up my social media profile and make it all private if I’m considering going down this path.
“send me a picture of yourself which is not on the internet. Never posted anywhere before. No need to show your face, just your body… I’ll ask my regulars what they think”
“ok, they probably think I’m worth 50 bucks or something.”
She hung up and I did not think much of it.
Looking at myself in the mirror in my room, I shook my head. I’m nothing compared to the beautiful hot babes on all the social media platform. I took my phone and just point it at the mirror in front of me. Using the phone to cover my face, I snapped a picture of myself before sending it to Abigail.
I didn’t even bother to change into something better.
I went back to my bed and was about to fall asleep when I suddenly sit back up.
I read the message a couple of times over and over again from Abigail.
“One of my regular, Heng, he is willing to pay 700. I helped you asked for 800. I told him this is the first time you are doing it. He’s 47 btw, more than double our age but he’s still decent.”
I read that message close to 10 times and I could feel my heart beat really fast.
Moments later, my phone rang.
It was Ab.
“Babe, think it through carefully ok, I don’t want you to regret your decision.” She said.
“800 ? for an hour’s work ? Are you kidding? “ I exclaimed in a harsh whisper.
Ab was telling me to sleep on it first, when I told her 800 is a freaking load of money. I don’t even make 800 working part time for the bookshop. The most I got was 500 ish for burning a few weekends.
“It’s 1600 babe, he wants 2 hours with you.” Ab said. “ Think it through properly please.”
“Fuck, for 1600, I’m doing it.” I replied without thinking.
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James and his wife Meihui are police officers. They have been working on case regarding a pervert for a while only to be told to get their hands off it for the time being. Upset and looking to blow off some steam, they made plans with their regulars for a cuckold session in a hotel. However, one of them decides to bring in a new friend.
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I watched my wife slammed a thick folder of documents in front of the suspect we have in custody.
Bob, with his hands handcuffed in front of him just smiled.
My wife Meihui and I have been following Bob’s case for almost three years. He has been accused of multiple sexual misconduct over the years but each time when we want to press charges, the evidence is always not conclusive enough.
What made things worse was that all the victims, from 20 year old sweet young things in university to 35 year old mothers, all refused to testify against Bob.
Every single one of them insist they are a willing participant of Bob’s sick sexual acts. These women were treated as sex slaves and made to perform all manners of degrading acts. Some of these were captured on videos and are circulating on the internet.
All of the complainant are the husbands or boyfriends of these women but each time when we try to dig further, the evidence always comes up short.
Meihui : We have all the information we need to put you away for a long time Bob! I think it will be better for you if you come clean!
Bob sniggered and replied calmly to my wife.
Bob : If you have enough evidence to put me away, we will not be having this conversation.
My wife grabbed Bob by his shirt and I reminded her that the camera is recording.
Meihui : You abduct women, you sell other men’s wives, you turn them into whores and pedal them in the streets of the red light district. You are a piece of shit that should spend the rest of your life in prison!
The sick smile remained etched on Bob’s face. He’s not rattled at all by Meihui’s theatrics.
Bob : So you have proof?
Meihui : YOU!
James : Let him go…
I touched my wife’s wrist, and she released Bob back into his chair.
Bob sniggered like a typical villain and said something that made my wife erupt in the interrogating room.
Bob : Is this about your good friend, Rachel ?
The mere mention of Rachel triggered Meihui, causing her to snap.
My wife swung her fist at Bob but thankfully I grabbed her in time.
Meihui : You piece of shit!
James : No…no! don’t do it!
Other colleagues rushed in from the attached control room to pull my wife out.
Rachel was sent into Bob’s office as an undercover. However, she too was turned into a sex slave by Bob. She experienced a total change in personality, tendered her resignation to the police force and started working as a freelancer under one of Bob’s many modelling agency.
From a conservative and sweet girl, she began to indulge in sex liberally, going for one night stands and even offering herself up to be the mistress of a business man. It seems no amount of dicks could satisfy her thirst for penetration.
Just last week, she voluntarily auctioned herself off to a group of bidders from India. Within a few hours, she is on a plane, en route to brothel in the middle of New Delhi where she will be the star attraction of the whore house.
Bob looked at me with a smirk that it took all the self control I had inside me not to punch him in the face.
James : We’ll get you Bob, we’re almost there.
Bob : James oh James, all those women, they are all cock craving sluts. I merely showed them who they really are, I showed them how to discover their true self, why are you so bend on assigning blame to me? Hahaha
James : You did something to them!
Bob : And what exactly did I do? Did I drug them? Did I force them? Did I whip them into submission? Hahah.
James : You did something to them! And we will proof it!
Bob : Yes I did something to them, like I said, I merely showed them who they really are. They are willing to be treated in that manner. I taught them the ways of the flesh. I showed them the pleasures that can be extracted from their own bodies. I removed the shallow mask all women put on these days in order to conform to the society. They are all so worried about how others see them, about how society judges them that they will lie to themselves what they really want.
James: Enough of your fucking bullshit!
The door to the room opened and I saw a colleague with Bob’s lawyer standing outside the door. He gave me a look which told me not to say anything else or I will risk a complain.
Right in front of my eyes, Bob was released into his lawyer’s arms. A hot female lawyer no less, one whose husband made a report that his wife was being brainwashed into a sex slave by Bob.
With Bob out of the station, Meihui is understandably in a foul mood. To make things worse, Meihui and I were called into our boss’s office who told us very tactfully that we should give Bob’s case a break for a couple of months.
Meihui : What ? WHY!
James : He’s guilty Sir! We are almost on the verge of…
Chew : enough. These are orders from the top, and you shall follow them. The general election is coming and we want to avoid news or coverage about these less savoury types of cases. We want drug busts, we want illegal immigrants sweep up and sent home, we want scammers caught en mass, these are the news we need! Not some pervert businessman who brainwashes women into sex slaves.
Meihui : But SIR!
Chew : OUT!
My wife stormed her feet and left the office without a word. I gave chase after my wife who immediately head to the car.
She got in and the moment she closed the door, started screaming and cursing
Meihui : aRGHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ARGHHHHHHHH! Fuck ! that fucking pervert! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I know my wife’s character and it’s useless to try to get her to stop. She will stop on her own once she’s vent it all out.
After a few minutes of cursing and venting, Meihui finally simmered down. I drove out from the station and seeing my wife so upset, suggested we give ourselves a break and meet up with the guys at the hotel.
Meihui shot me a look like I said something inappropriate but I know sex relaxes her. Nothing drops her stress and blood pressure like a good orgasm. Orgasm given to her by other men that is.
Yes, I have a cuckold fetish. I get aroused and excited when I see my wife have sex with other men. Discretion is a must given the sensitivity of our jobs and it took us years to find a group that we are comfortable playing with.
Dan and Cho are both doctors who we met on a wife sharing forum. Meihui and I met up with them for dinner a couple of times and after the first session, we knew they are the group we want.
James : I’ll give Dan and Cho a call ? We can head to the hotel opposite their hospital in town? I’m sure an hour or two with them will take the edge off.
My wife made a face at me and I grinned, knowing that she will not say no to an offer like that.
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Dan was in the middle of an operation and his assistant told me he will be out in another 3 hours. Cho, however, was available. So the plan was for him to meet up with us first in the hotel room before Dan joins us.
Meihui and I checked in first and while walking to the room, she asked me how I want to play out my fetish that evening.
James : I want to be handcuffed and gagged while I watch you get fucked by them.
Meihui : hahha…you sure? Will you be able to take it?
James : I think so…
Meihui : You’ll have to wait for it to be all over before I can come to you though.
James : And when you come over, you will be dripping wet with both Dan and Cho’s semen oozing out from your vagina…
My wife chuckled and she presses her lips against mine. We fondled each other’s bodies and entered the room in the 5 star establishment. We needed this to get our minds off Bob’s case.
Meihui set me up in the chair and handcuffed my hands behind my back. I took a deep breath and groaned as my wife slid off her underwear from under her body hugging dress and stuffed it into my mouth.
She removed her dress and kicked off her high heels, revealing a tone and taut body blessed with a round, supple B cup tits. The push up bra she is wearing gave her already gorgeous breast a bouncy boost.
Cho sent a text to our group chat, announcing that he is coming up to the room.
Meihui waited by the door and when the bell rang, she opened it and immediately had her breast fondled and groped by the horny doctor.
Cho : Yoz guys…holy shit. I’m so horny today. You are all ready to play! Hahah
Cho complained that looking at vagina’s all day with gloves on gives him a permanent hardon, with all the hot young wives dressed to their nines and spreading their legs on his examination beds, it’s hard to maintain a straight face.
My wife helped Cho remove his clothes and asked him to pretend she is one of his patient.
Cho : really ? mmmmh? Do you know what I want to do to my patients? Hahah
Meihui : why don’t you show me? Hahah…
Cho locked lips with my wife and seeing how he dominates my wife’s body sent blood rushing to my reproductive organ.
He saw my wife’s handcuffs on the table and he immediately went for them.
Meihui : mmmmh….do you handcuff your patients?
Cho : I cannot resist the steel bracelet, they look good on you…
Seeing my wife and Cho flirt really gets the heart pumping and my erection pushed painfully against my underwear. Cho handcuffed Meihui’s wrist above her head at the foot of the king size poster bed.
With toys that he brought, he spread my wife’s legs with ankle cuffs, securing them to the foot support of the bed.
Meihui shivered as she begged for Cho to touch her. Cho’s fingers gave her vagina a playful flick and I could hear the well lubricated lips squeak in the hotel room.
Meihui : ernghhhhh! Fuck me please…
Cho : you are going to have to do better than that…
Meihui : please…fuck me like a whore…
Cho shook his head and paced about his cum dump for the evening.
He unsnapped my wife’s bra and lifted up the cups from behind her while whispering by her ears.
Cho : you smell so good Meihui..sniff…
Meihui : ernhhhhh…
Cho : I feel like forcing myself onto you tonight…
Meihui :do it! force yourself on me!
Cho : you want that? For men to force themselves on you?
Meihui : yes…YES!
Cho chuckled and he snipped off the straps of my wife’s bra with a pair of scissors, releasing them from her body. Giving the bra cups a whiff, he gave the lingerie a quick trim, pressing the bra cup onto Meihui’s mouth. He then tapped it with masking tape. My wife moaned and I could see her dripping with excitement. Cho and Dan always had these sick ideas, their creativity when it comes to sex trumps all my attempts to spice things up with Meihui.
Often at times, I look towards them like a mentor.
Just when I thought I’m about to get a front row seat to how Cho will play with Meihui, the doorbell rang.
Cho : Oh, Dan will take a while to come over, but I have a surprise for you.
My wife groaned with a muffled cry as Cho walked towards the door.
Cho : Remember our last few play, we said we want to introduce a friend of ours?
Meihui nodded.
Cho : You mentioned that you are ready for a 3rd guy to come in and fuck you together with Dan and me.
My wife nodded again.
Cho : It has to be someone we trust, and we found the perfect one.
My wife trembled excitedly at the realisation that she will be gangbanged by three men that evening while being tied up and helpless.
Cho opened the door and both Meihui and I opened our eyes in disbelief, because standing by the door, is Bob.
Cho : Tada! Hahah… This is Bob…
Bob, upon seeing the both of us, froze for a second before a grin slowly spread on his face.
Cho : we’ll fulfil your fantasy of being gangbang blindfolded Meihui. Just like what we talked about during our last session.
Meihui : MMMMH! MMMMMH! MMMMH!
My wife struggled against her restraints and groaned desperately. Her breast jiggled and I could see her natural juices dripping down the sides of her creamy hairless legs.
Cho : Hmmmm…getting into character already? Hahah…
Cho took a blindfold and stepped onto the bed behind my wife. Facing me, he gave me the thumbs up before slowly sliding the blindfold over Meihui’s head.
Meihui : MMMMMMMMMM!…MHHHH!
My wife struggled, Cho’s penis throbbed with excitement while the grin on Bob’s face turned into a silent chuckle.
I looked at my wife’s perfect body that she spend so many hours in the gym for. It’s one thing to be used like a whore by doctors, but it’s another to be used by a douchbag like Bob.
It’s all too late however.
As the blindfold descended over Meihui’s eyes, I saw that spasm like tremble spread throughout my wife’s body. A tremble that I could not discern whether is it excitement or fear.
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James works for a rich new immigrant who is generous with his money. When there is an opening for a personal assistant, James wanted his wife to get the easy role which pays well without his employer knowing about their relationship. By fudging the interview process and selected applicants, James made sure his wife stands out among the shortlist.
The boss wants James’ wife for the role, however, it soon became apparent that the list of duties that Zhang requires from his personal assistant goes beyond just office work.
It was too late for regrets by then. On the bright side, James gets to see it unfold as it happens.
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It was all because of a series of bad decisions.
My wife Siewyi and I live a pretty normal life until we followed an agent’s advice to sell our flat and get two private properties.
We’re average income earners and despite all the numbers checking out, we did not account for the fact that one of us might lose our job.
We also did not know the hidden costs from property taxes to agent fees to increase in mortgage payments due to interest rates payment. We depended on the rental for the private property to service our loan and when the tenant moved out shortly after a year, we are stuck.
Yes we did try to find a new tenant but there are so many studio apartments out there and with Covid, everyone is looking for space. The 450 sqft apartment we paid for is just too cramp, our tenant pool is restricted to singles who don’t mind staying at the extreme end of Singapore with a view of Malaysia.
And the rent we are asking for is enough for the same tenant to get a 3 bedroom three times as large across the causeway.
To make things worse, both of us lost our job at the same time during company restructuring.
Siewyi and I have savings but those are dwindling fast too, and I could really feel the desperation set in. In the end, we rented our place out at a price that would not even cover the mortgage and the maintenance fee. We still ended up paying $500 per month just to cover the monthly installment for the studio.
Together with the payment on the two bedroom apartment we are staying in, plus all miscellaneous fees, Siewyi and I spent almost $4500 on home payments alone.
With our combined take home pay of $8500 before we lost our job, it’s still not that bad but without a stable income, we are really starting to worry.
Thankfully, I found a job as a driver for a new immigrant. A rich man who migrated with his wife to Singapore from China. It was a stroke of luck actually because I happen to bump into Zhang at the Immigration and checkpoint authority. I was collecting my passport and he needed some help with forms and directions.
Since I had time, I walked him to the place he was looking for and while chatting, he realized I was unemployed so he offered me a job as his driver.
And the pay is a cool $5000 a month.
I thought he was joking until he asked me when I could start. It’s not a simple job by the way, it’s a 6 day work week, and my rest day is only on Monday. I have to work from 8am to 8pm everyday.
Since I was jobless, I thought I’ll just take it first until something better comes along. It’s not such a bad gig to be honest. Zhang and his wife treat me pretty well, sometimes I get to eat together with them in expensive restaurants, there are also times I get the whole day off doing nothing especially when they decide to visit the casinos.
I can chill in the car and binge watch dramas while waiting for them until I knock off.
Six months in and I was really comfortable with my job, my pay has been bumped up to 5500 and when I ferry Zhang’s friends and associates around, I get tips too. Those can add up to almost $500 a month.
Besides driving, I also run errands for the couple. Zhang’s wife, Yun likes to bake and entertain friends. Sometimes I double up as a server, a baker, a gardener, basically everything Zhang and Yun need, I will do it.
Then one day, my boss asked me if I have someone to recommend for the role of a personal assistant.
Zhang : I’m starting to get bored playing and eating, I’m going to start a business…you are busy enough…I need a PA…
James : I can help ask around…
Zhang : You know our working style…it’ll be an easy job…good pay too…
Zhang said as he gave me a pat on my back.
James : I’ll set up some interviews and pass you their resumes.
I was really excited when I heard about the opening. This is such a great couple to work for and such a golden opportunity, should of course go to my wife no?
Of course, I need to make sure everything is done by the book.
I put up an ad using Zhang’s registered company, and I compiled the applicants who sent in their resumes.
Filtering away the good ones, I deliberately chose the old, the ugly and the really terrible ones for the interview. I know Zhang’s patience, and after seeing 4 candidates, he was ready to give up.
Zhang : my god. I know we’re a new company with no portfolio and all, but I’m expecting certain standards…the last one cannot even speak proper English. Fine, even if her English is not good, I’m a mainland Chinese, I speak Chinese and Cantonese, she can’t even do any of those properly!
James : Sorry boss, these are some of the better ones already…there’s one more which I think may be situable…
Zhang : sigh…I’m starting to doubt your judgement James…the first 4 are…
When my wife Siewyi walked through the door into Zhang’s office, I could see a smile breaking on his face.
Zhang’s eyes gave my wife’s body a once over before standing up and buttoning his jacket. He extended his hand and my wife shook his with a sweet smile.
For obvious reasons, I told Siewyi to pretend we don’t know each other. I mean come on, if both of us can get a good $10000-12000 in combined income excluding bonuses, plus the tips, the rent from the studio, we just need to slog it out for a good 5 years with Zhang and the wife, pay off the mortgages and we are set for life.
Zhang looked at Siewyi’s resume and the interview went on for almost 30 minutes.
Zhang : So you’re single…
Siewyi : Yes…
Zhang : ok good…good…we’ll discuss and keep you informed…
My wife stood up and thanked Zhang for the meetup and I showed her the way to the exit. The moment the door closed, the first thing I heard my boss say was this;
Zhang : I want her…match her asking of $4500 and throw in a transport allowance of $1000, ermm…handphone allowance of $100, and what else?
Zhang said while snapping his fingers like he was trying to recall something.
Zhang : Yes…grooming allowance…$300
James : Grooming allowance?
Zhang : Yes…as my PA…she has got to look the part don’t you think?
I was a little puzzled at the remark and inside my head I could only think about the money my wife will be getting until Zhang said something that set alarm bells ringing.
Zhang : One more thing James…
James : Yes boss?
Zhang : Tell Siewyi we have a dress code…she needs to be in skirt and pantyhose and high heels for work…increase the grooming allowance to $400…that should do it…hahaha
Zhang gave me a tap on my back and told me I did a good job.
Zhang : good job James…hahaha…good Job…
As my boss left me standing alone in the office, I felt this sick churn in my stomach.
Something tells me my wife is going to have to work really hard for her $6000 pay as Zhang’s personal assistant.
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James hires a personal trainer after hearing his friend’s good review. 8 months. 8 months was all it took for his friend to transform, train and change his wife from a sweet and loving wife who is shy and conservative into a sex siren with an insatiable sexual appetite.
If that trainer can turn Tom’s wife who is a pious church goer and really conservative school teacher into a orgasm craving minx, he wonders what would happen, if the same treatment was applied to his own wife.
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My jaws dropped when I looked at the sex video my friend Tom shared with me on his phone. It was a video of his wife Karen. A school teacher.
She was moaning and playing with her own breasts while riding Tom. Not only that, she was talking dirty, asking Tom to fuck her harder. She used a lot of derogatory terms on Tom, calling him weak, useless and that his penis was too small.
I could hear Tom grunting in the background as the insults his wife threw at him spurred him to perform harder, giving his thrusts an infusion of energy as he delivered pleasure into his wife’s body.
Satisfied with the increased energy and intensity of her husband’s thrusting, Karen moaned sensually while admitting she was a slut and she wanted to fuck as many dicks as Tom would allow her to.
She was moaning openly that she wanted to feel the cocks of all her colleagues in her school, to feel their cum creaming the insides of her vagina.
If my ears could get an erection, they would have grown twice in size.
The video ended with the 2 of them screaming as they came in each other’s embrace.
James: What the fuck bro….. what the fuck…..?
Tom: Power eh…. Ahahaha never imagined Karen would be like this…
James: She is one of the most prim and proper persons that I ever knew……….. Ever….. Period…. Dude…. She teaches my kid moral education in school… What the fuck man!
I never knew she was this aggressive in bed.
Karen frowned upon anything remotely indecent.
Tom: She was not like this initially when we dated…. and not like this when we got married…. it was boring…. only missionary… and nothing crazy…. I’m sure you know that….
James: Yeah…. you complain all the time… but… but… what happened..? She looked like a totally different person….
Tom: I’m the adventurous type…. you know me…. hahaha… I want to do more… outdoors…. upskirts… exposing in public…. and of course… more fun stuff in the bedroom and all…. but Karen always said no…. and if things remained that way…. I think my marriage is going to suffer…. my sex life will just die…
James: Doesn’t look like it to me… you’re fucking her in that video with her dressed in her JC uniform and a butt plug inside her…. and she’s playing with another vibrator on her nipples…. That is like…. like… what my wife does perhaps in an entire year….. On separate occasions I must add….
Tom: Hahahah…. hot right…. Fuck my sex life has changed so much…. it really invigorates me man…. my work is better, my life is better… everything just seems to get better when the sex is good…. haha…
James: What’s your secret….? How did you get Karen from that sweet, conservative and quiet girl…. to…. to this…. and fuck… man I can’t get that video out of my head… that image….
Tom: Hahaha… makes you wonder why you didn’t get to experience this when she was dating you back in school eh…. hahahahah…!
James: Bloody hell…. it was just a bit of touching and a handjob for me….. I didn’t even get to see her totally naked…! Karen just said no to everything…
Tom: Well…. please la… I didn’t even get a handjob from your Lisa…. when we were dating…. How is she doing…?
Tom waited for me to update him about my wife since it had been a while since we last caught up. You could probably guess by now that my wife used to be Tom’s ex-girlfriend and that I used to date his current spouse.
Our conversation topic changed, from sex and bedroom activities to general topics. Life, mortgage, whether to start a family.
As the drinks flowed and we got deeper into the night, I could no longer hold it in me any longer.
James: Eh Tom… share leh… how…? How did you transform Karen into a sex siren….?
Tom smiled.
Tom: With proper training of course…. training… by a professional…..
James: A professional?
Tom: Yes… a professional Trainer…. Hahahah.
As Tom started to relate to me what he did to my former girlfriend who was now his wife, I found my erection building in my pants. It got harder and harder to the point of pure pain as I listened to what Tom did.
By the time Tom was done relating to me what the trainer did, I was staring at Tom with my mouth wide open, unable to believe my ears.
Tom gave me a nudge on my arm with the beer bottle.
Tom: The trainer is good…. most important of all, professional…. and I assure you… give it a few months… your wife Lisa…. woooo…. you will be the happiest man alive…. hahaha!
My throat felt dry and I just stared at Tom.
James: Are you…. are you…… really sure you did that….?
Tom confidently pulled out his phone and started searching for another video.
Tom: This is the trainer….. having sex with Karen….
I dropped the beer bottle in my hand as I looked at Tom.
Tom gave me a cheeky smile and he reminded me again what he did in order to turn his wife into a sex siren. And he said it in a soft sinister whisper.
Tom: Yes … I hired the trainer…. Made Karen fall for him…. and he started to scam her of her money…. to the point that my wife started prostituting herself in order to feed the trainer’s demand for money…..
Tom drained his beer as he looked at my shocked face.
Tom: So you want the contact or not….?
I opened another bottle of beer from the ice bucket.
James: Fuck yeah….
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There are the games normal people play, and then, there are the games James and his best men play. There’s a lot to go through if one wants to get to his bride. Join James and his friend as they clear each stage of the games, right up to the point where a series of wrong choices meant James has to watch his wife to be have sex not just with her former flames, but also the brothers in the gatecrash.
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James and his best men arrived in a convoy of vehicles at the block of flat where his wife to be, Sijia is staying.
Dressed in a white suit, James carried a bouquet of roses in his hand as he stepped out of the wedding car. Turning to his brothers, Aaron, Bert & Charlie, he thanked them again for taking on that gargantuan task of completing the gate crash task on his wedding day.
James : This is a huge sacrifice, and I will never forget what you all do for me. When the time comes, I will do my part too.
Bert : Don’t worry bro, no matter what they throw at us, we can take it.
Aaron : Bro, we’re scouts man! We can wack 72Km through the jungle, this is nothing!
Charlie : Don’t worry James, I’ve been through a few of these, whatever they can think of, I have gone through them before. Eating sweet, sour, spicy or bitter stuff, those are nothing. We can take them.
James looked at his buddies who all seemed very confident and up to the task.
James : Guys, I have to warn you, the bridesmaid, they are not your usual group of girls out to have fun.
Bert: Aiyah…relax bro. We can do this one. I’m very thick skin ok, I won’t feel embarrassed, I can do anything!
Charlie : Don’t worry James, it’s your big day…just relax and let us handle the rest.
James: Guys, you don’t understand. The girls, my wife’s sisters, the bridesmaid, they, they are really not out for fun. They mean business.
Aaron : Hello Brother, I am Thai KTV hang flower king ok! Nothing fazes me. All the pattern, all the butterflies all the KC stunt, I know everything.
James : Guys, don’t take this lightly…i…
Just then, the photographer arrived along with the videographer.
James could feel his heart thumping as the lift opened, revealing the four bridesmaids.
The banter stopped immediately as all eyes around the neighbourhood went to the four gorgeous girls that stepped out of the lift. All four of them are dressed in satin bathrobes that stops just shy of their knees. Their long hairless legs disappears into pairs of heels that men will die to drink out of.
Each step they take, revealed more of their creamy white legs that is so blemish free, they might as well be taken right out from a magazine.
The air around the lobby was immediately flooded with their amazing body scent and perfume while the atmosphere is flushed with their intoxicating pheromones.
James brothers swallowed a gulp of saliva as they appraised the sisters who have come to welcome them with the gatecrash games. All of them have done up their hair, the make up they put on, while not thick enough for a formal dinner, is ample enough to bring out the best of their features.
And the open jaws of the brothers staring at them trying hard not to salivate at the beauties is testament enough to the mountain they need to climb in order to clear the gate crash games.
The girls smiled elegantly as they positioned themselves for a photographs, each of them sticking out one leg in the manner a beauty pageant contestant will line up for the camera.
Aaron’s nose started bleeding and Bert quickly handed him a handkerchief. Charlie took out the cross around his neck and said a prayer while looking up into the ceiling of the lift lobby.
James wiped the perspiration from his palms on the side of his pants, seeing his brothers fumbling even before the games begin is a bad sign.
Before he could marry the woman of his dreams, he needs to first complete the gatecrash ceremony. A series of games will be played before he gets to unveil his wife in her room.
Lucy stepped forward gracefully and folded her arms, making eye contact with all of the men present before her.
Lucy : First game…
Lucy said without a hint of hostility in her voice at the brothers who formed a wall in front of James.
Bert : Leave it to us James!
Aaron : We can do this!
Aaron said as he wiped his nosebleed.
Charlie : Bring it on!
Lucy smirked.
Lucy : Get down on your knees… and kiss my feet.
James watched at all three of his brothers sank to their knees and started showering Lucy’s feet with kisses. The groveled and licked her heels, her ankles, giving her feet a cat bath while sniffing her calves.
The sisters laughed in a satisfactory manner.
Lucy : good. we will do the rest upstairs…
Lucy gestured to the girls and they went on up to the level where the rest of the challenges await.
James brother’s got onto their feet, looking more determined than ever.
Aaron : You are right when you say they mean business James!
The men went inside the lift and when it opened at the 8th floor landing, everyone of them held onto the handrail for support.
Olivia, Valarie & Ella stood at the entrance of the lift.
The video camera rolled and camera flashes assaulted them men as the three girls tug at the string holding their bathrobes together.
Bert : Steady….! Hold…!
Charlie : Oh my god…
Aaron : We can do this…we can do this…!
James : Guys… please be careful…
As the three girls reveal the lingerie they were wearing underneath their robes, Olivia said in the sweetest voice befitting a minx.
Olivia : Take off our underwear, using only your mouth…hee hee…
All three of James’ brothers got down on their knees immediately.
James held onto the wedding bouquets, fighting back tears of emotions.
James : I’ll never forget what you did for me brothers…
Aaron’s tongue wagged like a dog as he brought his mouth close to Olivia.
Bert already plastered his face against Valarie’s pink satin underwear while Charlie, the hang flower king is nibbling at the flowerly lack underwear Ella is wearing.
They haven even got to the gate, and all his brothers are on their knees not once, but twice.
Whatever the girls have planned, they are not out for fun, they are out for blood.
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Singapore is facing a population crisis and the government has implemented the breed together token as a means to increase birthrate. DNA information of all residents are uploaded onto the token or app, and if they are in proximity of a potential mate, it will be activated.
The moment there is a match, you are required by law to breed.
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Bala carried Suwen, my wife onto the king size bed. After putting her down, his rough wrinkled hands from days of soaking in water and car shampoo started to undress my wife.
You see, Bala is the guy from the car wash at my neighbourhood petrol kiosk.
Day in and day out, he sprays the endless streams of cars with water and concentrated shampoo, rinsing them clean in an efficient manner.
The closest we ever got to him was when we wound down the window to pay him and on occasion give him a tip.
But today, Bala is not washing cars. Today Bala is going to breed with my wife.
He undid the knot to my wife Suwen’s pants, pulling them down eagerly.
Suwen pressed her eyes shut, unwilling to deal with the reality of what was happening. Her chest rose nervously and I watched her breasts fill the bralette that she was wearing.
Bala climbed onto Suwen, his strong arms supporting his muscular body. He had already removed all his clothes. His throbbing dick was erect and ready to go.
He pushed up Suwen’s top, revealing her trim tummy. Within seconds Bala was rubbing his erection against my wife’s naked skin.
“Ms Suwen, please be reminded that the clock is ticking.” The administrator said.
I turned and looked at the stern looking woman in her mid-forties observing the procedure. She looked like someone who has never had sex before, probably an old virgin.
In fact, she looked like she was going to enjoy watching the procedure.
My wife’s shaky hands touched Bala’s penis. Her fair skin presented a stark contrast against Bala’s member. His reproductive organ was huge, at least 50% longer and thicker than mine.
Bala groaned in pleasure as he felt my wife’s hands on the shaft of his penis.
He usually sees my wife from the outside of the car. Suwen was always seated comfortably, playing with her phone in our large SUV, while Bala cleans the car on the outside.
Today, it’s different.
How did it come to this?
It’s all because of the Breed Together Token.
With dwindling birth rates and the government’s pleas for citizens to reproduce and start a family falling on deaf ears, they decided to implement the breed together program.
New citizens are all required to sign up for this if they want to remain in Singapore.
My wife Suwen and I, we are from Penang, Malaysia.
However, we spent our entire lives here in Singapore. We went to school here, we grew up here, in fact, we think of Singapore as our home rather than Malaysia.
But because we wanted to hold property titles in both countries, we hesitated to take up citizenship. That’s when the breed together initiative was announced.
It’s compulsory for both permanent residents and new citizens only.
Singapore no longer cares about how much new citizens and residents can contribute to the country in monetary terms. It didn’t matter if you were a cleaner or a professor in a lab.
If you wanted in, you got on the program.
Your DNA data will be uploaded into an app or a token. It will then be matched with people around the area who are also on the program.
The moment you get a match, you are required by law to breed together.
Data analytics is employed to find the best match for you based on family history, genes and blood types.
New citizens only need to do it once. If the impregnation is successful, the government will pay for the cost of having the child. After birth, you can either raise the child as your own, with the expenses fully subsidised by the country until the child turns 16, or you can give the child up for adoption.
If you do not get pregnant after the procedure, you are done. There’s no need to do it again. However, because of the breed together token, success rates are above 95%.
The token knows when you are ovulating; it also knows which male around you has the highest chance of giving you the best sperm for your eggs.
This is national service in a way for people who want to become citizens of the country.
Permanent residents who wish to work here, enjoy the benefits of the country and still hold onto their citizenship from their birth country, are required to use the Breed Together Token until they clock a birth of a child for the country.
Twice.
Yes, twice for permanent residents.
There are exemptions of course.
You start a family within 12 months of getting your citizenship or permanent resident status.
You are certified unfit by a panel of doctors.
That is it.
The only exceptions to the rule
People made noise of course but that was quickly quelled. With a strong economy, a stable government, safe streets and plenty of jobs, everyone came to accept it eventually.
It’s a small price to pay for being able to live in a safe country where you can raise your family. Maybe the locals won’t understand but for those who come from overseas looking for a fresh start; this is a small price to pay.
Suwen and I are two weeks past the 12 month allowance given by the government.
We tried, we really tried to start a family but it’s not as easy as just ejaculating inside your wife. The odds for getting pregnant were stacked against us as a couple in our mid-thirties.
Just when we were wondering if we could appeal for more time, we got a match. We got a match during our monthly car wash and the next thing we knew, we were at a government designated hotel and Bala was there grinning at us.
I never expect the token to find a match when we were sitting comfortably inside our car while Bala was scrubbing away on the outside.
Bala is single and in the prime of his health according to the report emailed to us. He is in his early twenties, has only 3% body fat and is a vegetarian. He has no health issues and his family history dating back 3 generations showed no signs of hereditary diseases. His grandparents still worked on their farm at 80 years old.
No matter how you looked at it, his genes were better than mine given that I sit behind a laptop for 9 hours a day at the office. I’m also short and a little overweight.
My wife Suwen however, is the prime of the female species even at 33 years old. She is slim, blessed with a good racks and legs that men would die for. Bala must be thinking that he just struck the lottery.
I looked at the clock in the room and mentally willed it to go faster.
The hardest part of the breed together token program was not having the husband watch the wife being bred with another man.
The hardest part was watching the administrator score the breeding process.
Why?
Because if it is deemed unsatisfactory, you need to do it all over again until you hit the minimum score mandated. I’m not sure about Suwen but from the look on Bala’s face, I’m sure he doesn’t mind doing it more than once.
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James’ wife, Wenfang has a guy as a best friend.
We all know what that means, it screams friendzone no matter how you see it.
There is no such thing as besties among opposite sex, the motivation is always the same.
It’s simply biology at work.
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I’m not sure if it’s normal for a woman to have a best friend who is a guy.
It’s not normal for me but it’s something i’ve come to accept over the years. From the moment I knew my then girlfriend, Wenfang, her best friend Shawn is always in the picture.
He is a regular fixture in gatherings and Shawn was present during the first few dates I had with Wenfang.
I mean, come on, we all know how this works. A male best friend? You think something went wrong with biology and evolution along the way? It’s obvious that he was friendzoned by Wenfang, and the only way he can remain close is to adopt the post of a so call best friend.
Shawn was there when I officially dated Wenfang, and he was there at every critical junction in the relationship. He even fucking came to the airport to send us off when Wenfang and I travelled together for the first time.
It made me want to punch that clingy pussy chaser on his face. I want to punch him so hard that he spins around and slam flat onto the floor.
I may appear friendly and nonchalant on the surface but I am wary of him. There is only one reason why a guy will continue to stick around a girl and that reason is not driven by friendship or whatever fancy, rainbow coloured unicorn reasons you can think of.
The only reason it’s biological. Deep down on a primal level, it’s all about the sex. Like the quiet male in the pack of animals, he will bid his time, waiting for his chance to take over the female when the alpha is no longer in charge.
This is also why despite my wife being so close and all with Shawn, I’m never got cozy with him. It was always a surface hello and bye, we never connected.
When Wenfang and I got married, she insisted that Shawn be one of the bestman, I did not put up any resistance because to me, it felt good to be able to see Shawn’s expression when I walk down the aisle with Wenfang. I wonder how he felt knowing that I will be banging his fantasy raw in her wedding gown that night.
My wife also goes out with Shawn on dates. Yes, just the two of them. Cafes, movies, and the occasional swim and gym. I trust my wife 100%, I know she will never do anything behind my back and she has reassured me she treats Shawn like a brother.
Wenfang : He’s just a good friend. The very best one. One who understands me perfectly. Just like you…!
James : Well, we all know what men wants…so you just be careful..
Wenfang : hahaha…not every men is as horny as you my dear…hahah..
James : Horny men are the easiest to read, we wear our emotions on our faces. We have nothing to hide.
Wenfang : yes.yes.yes. My husband is the best…hahah..
James : I’m serious.
Wenfang : Dear, I’ve said this a thousand times. Haha. I’m not interested in him in any way. I mean look at Shawn. He’s like half a head shorter than you, at least 10kg overweight with a double chin. He’s just like a big teddy bear.
James : Girls like teddy bear… they like to hug them..
Wenfang : Not me…I only like to hug you…hahah…
At 1.64m and still keeping her weight below the 50KG mark, saying my wife has a good figure would be an understatement. She hits the gym religiously, but not to the point of giving herself thunder thighs.
I never liked girls with big breast so her 36B cup is a nice snug fit for my palms.
What I really liked about Wenfang are her legs that joins seamlessly with her perky butt. Her butt accentuates the S curve that most girls spend their entire life chasing. Viewing that butt from top down, I would say that is classic teaching material for JAV directors in terms of body shape and picture composition.
Looks are just one part of the equation for Wenfang. She has a very outgoing and bubbling personality that simply draws the crowd towards her. Despite being attached to me, she still receives valentine’s day gifts from men who are not shy about expressing their interest.
She’s hot commodity at her workplace, even receiving a proposal to become the mistress of one of the company’s partners. It was bad enough for my wife to leave that job of 3 years.
While some men may not be comfortable with the amount of attention she is getting on a regular basis, I’m actually quite ok with it.
I’m aroused by it actually. The fact that so many are lusting after Wenfang when they could not have her just turns me on. Sometimes, I even fantasised my wife accepting one of their proposed dates and end up having a one night stand.
While it’s never going to happen, it still makes for rather good wanking material if you get my drift.
Wenfang is not someone who will ever cheat. It’s hard coded into her character and upbringing.
Then one day, something interesting happened.
Shawn, my wife’s best friend invited a group of friends over to his new place. He’s doing quite well in his career, and has bought his own place. A landed property around the Hillview enclave.
It’s a corner terrace located out of the way, deep enough even for the most patient of cab drivers to grumble about.
The gathering is on a Saturday evening. Wenfang and I arrived at 5pm. There’s about 10 guest and it was a rather cozy gathering. I took a quick bite of dinner and while my wife caught up with Shawn and her university friends, I turned on my laptop and did some work because I was due to fly out that evening to Penang.
When Shawn came into the living room and saw me typing away on my laptop, he asked if I would like to project my work screen onto his TV.
Shawn : It’s 75 inch bro, no need to squint your eyes like that replying an email. Haha.
My laptop comes with a decent 13 inch screen and detachable keyboard, it’s good enough for replying work emails and putting together some presentation slides.
Besides, who the fuck will project their work screen onto a 75 inch TV in someone else’s house?
Shawn : No need to be shy, here, it’s always on. You can cast your screen anytime.
Shawn gestured to his smart TV and I almost rolled my eyes at his attempt to show off his gadget.
James : It’s ok. I’m just going to finish up over here.
I was looking forward to my Sunday in Penang before my work meeting on Monday when my boss called me just after I checked in online for my flight.
In fact, I was about to hit the confirm button to call for a taxi to the airport too.
My boss told me not to board the flight because there are some changes in the plan, the client is coming down on Monday to meet us instead.
James : I already checked in online. What about all the bookings and all?
Boss : Don’t worry. Just claim it all from finance, it’s all good. The client received a large order and wants to double the initial contract size. Haha. It’s going to be a good year this year for us.
James: What! Serious?
Boss : Yah. Anyway, he will be in Singapore with his family tomorrow, and he will drop by our office on Monday.
James: Ok…
I hung up and I was about to tell my wife that I no longer need to travel for work when I saw the lot of them gathering in the foyer.
It’s coming to 9.30pm and those with families and young kids are making a move.
Wenfang : Dear, what time are you leaving for the airport?
I did a quick visual count and realised that almost everyone is leaving except Wenfang and me.
Wenfang : I’m going to help Shawn clean up a bit before I go. If you need to head to the airport, you go ahead first.
I could have told my wife that I no longer need to travel but I’m not sure why, something inside me decided to keep it a secret.
James : I need to call a cab now…
The moment I said that, I could almost see the twinkle in Shawn’s eye as he tried to keep his expression neutral.
As neutral as he can at least, especially knowing that he is going to be alone in his new place with my wife helping with the cleanup.
James : I’ll pack up and call a cab.
Shawn : Have a safe flight James…
James : thanks…
Wenfang : ok… I’ll quickly help pack up and then grab a taxi back. Will text you when I reach…Shawn, you want to pack some of the leftovers ?
Shawn : Yah. Wasted if we throw them away. I can eat them tomorrow.
I watched my wife and Shawn walk towards the side yard where the buffet spread is set and I felt this weird tingle in my spine.
After I packed up my laptop and kept the charging cable, I went to the powder room on the ground floor.
The bathroom has a small window with louvres above the toilet bowl which opens to the yard. I would not have even paid any attention to it if not for the fact that I could hear my wife and Shawn talking clearly.
Shawn : Can you go to the kitchen and take a few more containers? It’s on the top left cabinet. You need to grab a chair to reach it.
Wenfang : No need la. There’s so many here already.
Shawn : I don’t want to squeeze them all in one box.
Wenfang : Can you be a bit more environmentally friendly?
Shawn : Packing them separately is easier when I heat up. I can’t finish so much in one seating too. Go la, help me take. Quick…
It sounded really obvious to me that Shawn just wants my wife out of the way. I’m not sure why too.
Wenfang : Fine…fine…so troublesome…hahah
Shawn : Thanks…haha..
I don’t know what got into me then but I decided to step onto the toilet bowl and look into the yard through the louvres. Shawn is looking at the direction of the kitchen where my wife went while standing at the buffet line. He looked around nervously and I saw him reached into his pocket.
He almost dropped the small glass bottle in his hand and I heard him cursed at his own clumsiness. I could not believe my eyes when Shawn tipped the bottle of clear liquid into a glass of drink on the table. He emptied the whole bottle before quickly putting it back into his pocket.
I could not believe what I was seeing. My wife’s best friend, just fucking spiked her drink.
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