When Your Wife’s Friend Lives In Your House
My name is John, and my wife’s name is Rachel.
I am married to my wife for almost 2 years now. We have no kids and we are still thinking if we should have one. We don’t feel the need to make a decision anytime soon even though we are already 31 years old.
We live together in a resale 3-bedroom HDB near Choa Chu Kang. Life as a married man has been fine so far. It’s not a bed of roses, but I can’t complain much. We still have good sex, like once or twice a week. Considering both of us are very busy in our professional lives, I think it’s acceptable.
Our somehow mundane lives got disrupted when my wife’s friend moved in to stay with us.
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“It’s just for a short while,” my wife said while she was casually folding our clothes in our bedroom, while I leaned against the door frame outside.
“Short while… so how long is it exactly?” I genuinely wanted to know.
I still remember the days of having to share a living space with other housemates back when I was in the university, definitely not something I recall fondly.
“Babe, she got into a very, and I mean very very bad argument with her husband. So the least I could do is to let her stay in our house while she sorts things out,” my wife explained.
“What happened? And why doesn’t she just go back and stay with her parents?” I questioned.
“She didn’t tell me, so I don’t wanna ask too. Her family is in Penang, she still has to work here. That’s why.” My wife picked up the clothes and put them into our wardrobe.
I noticed she didn’t help fold my clothes.
“Babe, if I am gonna say yes to sharing our house with you friend, I think you should at least help me fold my clothes,” obviously I had to cave in to my wife, so I tried to make a deal.
My wife let out a laugh. “Ok, deal!” She exclaimed.
“Who is she again? Does she have kids? How old is she? How do you know her?” I realized I know very little about this person.
“You can just call her Pei Ying, she has a 2 years old son I remember, older than us by like 3 years, a very very good friend I made in my previous company,” said my wife.
“Oh my god don’t tell me her son is coming too!” I shrieked.
“No lah, her husband will take care of their son while she comes to stay with us to calm down,” said my wife as she walked out of the room and went to unlock our main door.
“Hello Pei Ying, are you ok??” I heard my wife say that out loud right away.
Fuck! I didn’t know her friend is going to start staying with us RIGHT NOW!
———
I rushed out to greet her friend, Pei Ying.
When I saw her standing outside with her small luggage, I thought to myself - “She can stay for as long as she wants”. Haha!
Not because she was pretty! In fact, she looked very bland. She was the type of woman who would look slightly above average only when she put on make-up. She arrived at our place with no make-up obviously.
It was…it was because of her voluptuous assets in front of her…this girl got big boobs yo…and I am sadly a boob person who is happily married to an A-cup woman. She was wearing a body-hugging black knit dress, which proudly revealed the outline of her body shape.
“Hello,” I waved awkwardly and gentlemanly helped brought her luggage into our house.
“Sorry ah, so paiseh that I have to come disturb you two,” Pei Ying said apologetically. Oh shit, I like her voice…
“Aiyo why like that, it’s ok,” my wife gave her a hug again and they both walked towards our sofa.
“Ignore John, come sit down and talk,” said my wife.
Pei Ying looked at me apologetically, and nodded her head to thank me for helping her with her luggage. That was the first time we both looked at each other in the eyes.
Hmmm… not pretty but…I find her to be weirdly attractive…her eyes are actually quite beautiful…ok why is my wife doing this to her own husband?
While I was bringing in the luggage, I saw her ass under the knit dress shaking as they walked to the living room. God damn, she was a naturally curvy person. The meaty round butt that was revealed by the faint panty line under the tight knit dress was just outright gorgeous.
“I like your hair bun! How long is your hair now?” My wife complimented Pei Ying.
I walked past them and carried her luggage to the guest room, as they both engaged in ladies talk.
Before I entered my room to give them personal space, I caught a glimpse of her long black hair after she untied her hair bun. Her jet black silky hair was long and it almost reached all the way down to her waist.
———
My wife came back to our bedroom at around 1 am in the midnight. I wasn’t asleep yet, was still binging some Netflix series.
She kissed me on my forehead and thanked me for being ok with the situation.
I playfully asked, “Why are you ok to have your FEMALE friend stay with your HUSBAND?”
My wife laughed out loud.
“I am sorry to break your heart, but you are so not her type my dear,” my wife said savagely.
———
The next morning, I was preparing myself to go to the office. My wife was already out as she always needs to reach the office early. My schedule was a lot more flexible.
I was surprised when I saw Pei Ying doing yoga in our living room, with our TV switched on and a yoga stretching tutorial video clip being played on it.
Only then did I remember “Oh yes someone else is living in our house now”. I was still getting used to it.
Pei Ying paused the video and said hello to me.
I stood closer to her and started some small talk. I couldn’t help but notice she was wearing a red midriff sports tank top and a pair of very bright neon-yellow long yoga pants. I could see her waist and her belly button, a tad bit chubby I would say. Not like model-level toned.
I could see the sweat drops dripping on her milky white skin and flowing right into her cleavage. My gaze was fixated by the view of her busty breasts for just over a split millisecond, I quickly moved my gaze away.
Pei Ying caught it. I didn’t know if she really catch it, but I intuitively thought she saw it. She seemed to enjoy the attention. She smiled!
She told me she had applied for a week-long break from work to focus on herself.
“Damn so shiok!” I said enviously.
“Do you get to work from home or have to go to the office every day?” She asked while wiping her sweats away with her hand around her neck.
“It’s actually flexible. You?” I asked.
“I prefer to work from home but I don’t have my monitor setup here…haha,” said Pei Ying.
“Oh, we have a monitor in our bedroom, you can move it to your room and just use it,” I offered kindly.
“Or maybe I can use it in your bedroom since there is also an office chair and a proper work desk?” She scratched her head and asked, while smiling like she was paiseh.
I was speechless for a moment.
“Hahaha just kidding! I am not so 厚脸皮 (shameless)! You look so stunned” She chortled.
“You know, if you work from home, we can do yoga together in the morning before we start work! It’s a good exercise to sharpen your focus and start the day,” she said.
I laughed awkwardly and said, “Sure, I also never try before haha.”
“I can see you are interested in doing yoga too,” she tilted her head, looked at me in a funny way, and said seductively… was it seductively or was I imagining things…I was confused.
I could barely breathe. What the fuck was happening? Was this all a test or a trap set up by my wife??
And most importantly…should I also work from home now?
To Be Continued
I was so regretful throughout the day as I spent my time in the office. I wanted to stay home and be close to Pei Ying. It was a feeling that I knew was dangerous… the same feeling I had when I was cheating on my wife before we got married to each other…
“So yes… I am not totally an amateur in committing an adulterous affair…but this time it is different…I am now married!” I thought to myself.
———
I admitted that I was curious about wanting to spend more time with Pei Ying.
Of course, I made up excuses to myself in my mind too, like telling myself that commuting to the office was just a waste of time and especially it wasn’t a particularly stressful quarter for me now, I actually didn’t have to be in the office.
So as usual, my wife left home early. I stayed in bed a while more until I was ready to go out to tell Pei Ying casually that I would be working from home today and also I would join her in doing yoga.
I changed my sleeping pants to a pair of running shorts and made sure I put on my underwear, just in case.
I was ready to do yoga! I even took a solid 30 seconds to check myself out in the mirror before marching out of my room. I wanted to look okay but also casual, like someone who just woke up.
To my delight, Pei Ying was indeed facing the TV and doing yoga. She was lying on the floor, her upper body drawn forward and upward with her back facing me, supported by both her hands pressing against the yoga mat. At the same time, both her legs kept close to each other and raised slightly above the floor, supported by pressing her toes against the mat. Basically, she was posing like a sea lion.
I only saw how her round ass got squeezed and became much more spankable than before. I didn’t know this pose was actually called “Upward-facing Dog”.
“Ahem, you mind if I join?” I grinned and said.
“Oh, sure! You working from home today?” She turned her head around while maintaining the pose.
She taught me a few beginner-level yoga poses. At one point, she placed her palm on my inner thigh and said I needed to warm up first to avoid hurting my ligament there. I tried to stay calm.
She also demonstrated to me how she could stand and bend downwards to touch her toes while keeping her legs straight. Her ass was just right in front of me, like waiting for me to move my crotch and poke her.
She then did a leg split, with one leg to the left and one leg to the right. I was standing in front of her, and so her deep cleavage just presented itself to me gloriously. She had a body that allowed men to tit fuck her.
“You are very very flexible,” I praised her.
“I can do many more advanced yoga postures,” she smiled and bragged.
“Oh, what’s your favorite position then?” I teased.
“Oh let me show you,” she then proceeded to do something very complex by twisting and turning her body. I didn’t know what it was called.
“Oh I see…impressive…” I was a bit disappointed that she didn’t take the bait.
“Or you know, just the good old doggie fashion, that always does the job,” she smirked and looked at me.
We both laughed.
———
For the next few days, Pei Ying and I always did yoga together in the early morning. And then after that, she mostly went out and spent her day outside while I worked from home.
One time, we did a yoga posture that could only be done by collaborating with one another. I needed to lie flat on my back against the floor, and then I needed to close both my legs and raised them all the way up high. Pei Ying then put her pelvic area on my feet and balanced herself in the air, and I got to hold her hands!
Unsurprisingly, we failed and she fell onto me. I got to experience the majestic sensation as her breasts pressed against my chest, I smoothly wrapped my arm around her shoulders, I could smell her hair and despite being sweaty, she smelled very very nice.
She didn’t try to get up quickly when she was on me. I tried so hard not to slap my hand against her butt.
All the while we were both laughing happily like kids.
———
I didn’t tell my wife about having an early yoga routine with Pei Ying, and interestingly Pei Ying never brought that up to my wife too.
I realized I didn’t have Pei Ying’s phone number.
One night, I asked my wife to share her number with me.
“Oh why? Ok, just shared her contact with you on WhatsApp,” said my wife.
My wife raised her eyebrow and looked at me in a funny way after putting her phone away.
“Hahaha what, don’t think too much ok. I thought I should have her number since she is going to stay a while with us, easier for communication,” I suppressed my nervousness and explained it as naturally as I could.
“Oh you know how long she is gonna stay already?” My wife asked.
“No la, do you know?” I put the question back to her.
“No… I paiseh to ask, later she thinks I am putting pressure on her…” said my wife.
Once I added Pei Ying’s contact number, I checked her out on Telegram. As I swiped through her previous profile pics, I could feel my cock erect slightly.
There was one bikini photo taken at the infinity pool in Marina Bay Sands. Her tits looked big, full, supple, and soft.
Not common for an Asian Chinese lady to be blessed with this kind of rack…looking at her bikini photo reminded me of the Hong Kong legendary erotic film actress - Amy Yip 叶子楣….
After my wife fell asleep, I decided to text her on Telegram. She replied almost right away.
“I actually cannot sleep…(crying face emoji)” Pei Ying texted.
“Why??” I asked.
“Got cockroach in my room!!” She typed.
“What the fuck??Seriously?” I was amused.
“Please come my room and help me kill it pls!” She begged.
To Be Continued
I observed my wife carefully for a few seconds to make sure she was already asleep. Then, I got up and tiptoed to Pei Ying’s room. The cockroach killer pesticide Ridsect, was held tightly in my hand.
Pei Ying was inside her room, standing fearfully by the door which was already left open slightly. She gestured towards me frantically and asked me to get inside quickly. Once I stepped into her room, she closed the door and whispered.
“It’s behind the dustbin…” said softly Pei Ying.
I noticed she was just wearing a loosely-fit singlet along with a pair of cotton comfy shorts. her fair white skin seemed to be glowing in the darkly lit room. Her right arm wrapped across her breasts to hide her nipples, she clearly wasn’t wearing a bra, and a portion of her side breasts was outrageously visible.
I felt a stream of blood just rushed down to my cock.
I couldn’t explain why but I instinctively just didn’t ask to switch on the main light in the room. I went directly to the dustbin and sprayed the pesticide behind it without even seeing the cockroach myself.
Soon enough, the cockroach popped right in front of my face in the blink of an eye. GOD DAMN IT, it was a flying one!
I almost snapped my neck by moving my head backward quickly. Pei Ying let out a huge gasp and jumped onto my back with her arm locked around my neck from behind. I could feel two huge soft pillows pressed against me.
I tried not to fall while spraying the pesticide at the cockroach as it flew and landed on the bottom of the door, I was doing all this with Pei Ying on my back choking me out of air.
After a solid 5 seconds of consistent spraying, the cockroach finally went motionless. She let go of me and stood on her feet. She was breathing fast and was still shocked.
“Oh my god, thank you!” She looked like she almost cried.
“Haha, it’s ok” I whispered as I didn’t want to make too loud a noise. I went to pick up the cockroach with a bunch of tissues and simply threw it outside through the window in Pei Ying’s guest room.
“Ewww, go wash your hand!” Pei Ying yelled quietly.
———
As I was about to enter my room after washing my hand, Pei Ying stood somehow awkwardly outside her room.
“Yes?” I asked.
“…You wanna come in and chit-chat? It’s ok if you are tired,” she muttered softly.
I pinched the back of my thigh and walked into her room. It seemed like it was done with no hesitation… but bro trust me, I definitely hesitated in my mind.
She got into the bed and pulled the blanket all the way to her collarbone area. Interestingly, she moved to the most inner side of this super single bed and left a lot of space beside her unoccupied.
Yet, I just stood by the bed. We then went on to casually talk about stuff.
She told me her company laid off many people recently and that she was worried about herself. She also told me that she was interviewing for other jobs now to make sure she has options if worse comes to worst.
I told her about my concerns at work too, like how I felt not being appreciated enough to get a promotion and the company preferred to hire from outside for directorial positions.
Then, it was some awkward silence.
“Stop standing there…” she pouted her lips and murmured. At that moment, I thought she looked cute.
I pinched my thigh and kept quiet.
Her hand patted gently on the unoccupied side of the bed. She didn’t look at me.
I pinched my thigh again.
Without knowing what I was doing, I slowly and carefully got into her bed. My mind blanked out.
All I could think about was - I am a married man, Pei Ying is married too, she has a son and she is my wife’s good friend, what the fuck are we both doing?
“What time is it?” I asked. I didn’t have my phone with me and I got nothing to check on time.
“I don’t know, why?” She asked. I could see her phone was in a corner of the room getting charged. Somehow, both of us didn’t want to leave the a-bit-cramped single bed to get the phone and find out the time.
“If you want to rest for tomorrow already, you can go. I am ok,” she murmured, in a very soft and gentle tone. She rolled towards the other side with her back facing me.
I kept quiet. I really didn’t know what am I doing, or rather what was she thinking.
What was I expected to think or do in this situation??!!!
TO BE CONTINUED
Many thoughts ran through my head. The devil side of me felt like I should just go with the flow and be the man Pei Ying seemed to expect of me, yet the angel side of me felt like I should just leave the bed and get back to my room and to my wife.
However, I was also deadly worried that I was actually overthinking things and Pei Ying was just being friendly…I am not kidding, there are people who suck at understanding boundaries…
I also thought about condoms if we were going down that infidelity route. As my wife - Rachel and I, we were not planning to have kids anytime soon, we had always been using condoms. I didn’t have a condom with me now, was I supposed to sneak back to my room to get it and sneak back to Pei Ying’s room? That sounded awful!
Pei Ying seemed to be delighted by the fact that I was not leaving. She rolled over and looked at me with her eyes intently. She seemed to be smiling a bit. She moved closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder.
Her long, waterfall-like hair just scattered beautifully on my t-shirt and even spread over to my thigh. It felt like a Labrador resting on you.
“Why don’t you have six packs?” She asked softly as she poked my pork belly.
“I have a six-in-one pack,” I said.
I hesitated for a second and decided to brush through her hair gently with my fingers.
“You have beautiful hair, like those Disney princesses,” I said dryly.
She lifted her head and looked at me with her big eyes.
“You like it?” She grinned.
“Of course,” I said.
Pei Ying let out a happy chirp and rested her head again on my shoulder. I continued to brush and play with her long silky hair. She then placed her hand on my thigh, I could feel the warmth of her palm.
She then spoke softly directly into my ears, even her breath seemed to be tickling me.
“It’s been a very tough week for me…” she whispered. Her palm started moving around on my thigh slowly as if she was caressing me.
“I don’t know why but I feel happy when we spend time together, doing yoga, or like just now when you were helping me…” she continued.
My heart was screaming and I knew if I turned my head to face her, all hell would be unleashed and let loose. At the same time, I kept glancing at her very pale very fair side boob that was shown under her singlet.
Oh, how I wished I could cup them both in my hands and worship them as a good and honest boob lover.
Yet I managed to keep quiet and not turn my head. Just when I was about to give kudos to myself, my small head betrayed me and thought otherwise…it got hard…
I got aroused and got hard like a young man in his twenties! My erected cock pitched a tent in my sleeping short pants and it was so damn glaringly obvious. Especially when her palm was on my thigh, any small movement that stretched the fabric of my shorts just intensified my shiok feeling.
She noticed it very soon enough, blushed, and didn’t say a word. I was so embarrassed.
“I am sorry…” I muttered with shame.
She then moved her palm to my crotch area and grabbed my cock firmly, only my pants were left between her hand and my cock. She started stroking me!
“Oh my god…” I moaned. I still didn’t dare to face her and look at her in the eyes.
Her hand was like magic, very skilful and she knew what she was doing. Her fingers danced and stroked delicately on the shaft and the head, even if her hand was not inside my pants grabbing it directly, the sensation was out of the world.
“Do you want to take off your pants?” Pei Ying asked innocently.
I managed to let out an embarrassing and shy laugh and proceeded to push my short pants off clumsily on her bed. I lifted my buttocks up and clumsily pushed my pants down to my knee area. My cock jumped out and stood out proudly.
“You shaved!” She was amazed.
“Haha…yes…” I swallowed the fact that it was my wife - Rachel, who demanded me to shave.
“I shave too you know,” she lifted her chin and proclaimed proudly.
I was too shy to give any verbal response. My mind was exploding with fireworks. Am I seriously getting a handjob from my wife’s friend, in our very own house?!
“Are you nervous?” She asked me.
“No, are you?” I lied.
She shook her head with a smile and kissed me on my lips. We locked lips and kissed ferociously, while her hand was still masterfully stroking my cock. She pushed herself against me and her big tits were rubbing my chest. Her fingers and her palm worked together perfectly to make my cock ooze with pre-cum in no time.
I so wanted to touch Pei Ying with my hands, yet I restrained myself. Somehow in my mind, I foolishly thought if I touch her, this would mean I am 100% absolutely cheating on my wife. And I somehow wasn’t ready for that…
We kissed for so long that both of us felt we were out of breath. Pei Ying looked at me with her beautiful gaze and gave me a very naughty smile that left a huge impression in my memory, even until these days.
She then moved her head away and towards my cock. She looked at me again before she went on to swallow my small head with her mouth, the mouth that I just kissed very madly. The sensation of her mouth that fully covered the tip of my cock hit me so hard. I moaned loudly uncontrollably and shut my mouth immediately as I was worried about waking my wife up.
She giggled.
“Rrrr… can you help lift my hair?” She said softly, borderline incomprehensible as my cock was still in her mouth.
I quickly tidied and gathered her hair together. I held her very very long hair which had turned into a ponytail up with my left hand.
Pei Ying proceeded to suck the soul of my life. Hands down, Pei Ying’s skill in blowjobs overshadowed my wife and made her look like an amateur. Pei Ying sucked my cock by interchanging tempos, sometimes fast and filthy sometimes slow and sensual.
She even kissed my balls and sucked both my sacks gently. There was a phase when she bobbled her head up and down fast, swallowing my entire cock and making popping sounds.
“Fuck…” I yelled softly as I drown in ecstasy.
She fucking maintained eye contact! My wife never looked at me when she gave me blowjobs. Pei Ying freaking kept eye contact while she swallowed my shaft deep into her throat.
No way…no way…she must be a SLUT. She was so skilful that she must be a player! Once I came to realize that in the middle of it, I felt like I lost a huge deal of “feelings” for her. The subtle realization was difficult to put into words.
But now I had the courage to dictate her blowjob tempo by pulling her long ponytail and controlling her head like a toy. I fucked her mouth the way I wanted. She made gagging and popping sounds like a perfect sex doll.
As I was about to ejaculate, I pushed her head all the way down until my balls were literally touching her lips and nose. I could feel her breathing hard on my balls from her nostrils. Her eyes were looking back at me like a sad puppy.
I cum so hard that I almost passed out. Pei Ying took it like a champ. Her throat gulped masterfully and swallowed all of my semen while I continued to shoot and shoot into her warm and wet mouth.
After ejaculation, my cock remained in her mouth for another minute. She cleaned my shaft and licked the tip of my cock with her tongue until my cock was squeaky clean.
Once I had done ejaculating, the feelings of rationality came back to me swiftly and chased the animalistic instinct I just had away.
“So sorry, did I hurt you?” I apologized.
She wiped her mouth with her fingers, smiled, and shook her head.
“It’s ok, did you enjoy it?” she asked nicely.
“Of course,” I admitted and grab her face with my hands. I kissed her.
We locked lips for another few minutes. I sensed she was trying to guide my hands elsewhere. I tried to stay firm and just put both my palms on her cheeks while we kissed.
Then, I came up with excuses, saying I still needed to wake up early tomorrow for work and blah blah blah. I quickly left her room and went back to sleep.
I felt dirty as I walked back to my wife and I felt very guilty as well. Did I just use my wife’s friend and leave her hanging? I am not ready to go all the way! I am not ready to betray my wife!
I got back onto my bed very carefully as I didn’t want to wake my wife up.
Obviously, I couldn’t sleep that night…god damn what the fuck did I just do?! And yet despite all these, I still didn’t get to grab Pei Ying’s blessed big tits yet… what the fuck what the fuck! What was I thinking? What was I restraining from?
I am not gonna do it again… I am not…will I get to do it again…how can I do it again… Ahhh I don’t know…
———
As I couldn’t sleep that night, I was still awake when my wife was preparing to go to the office the next morning. I suggested we went out together.
My wife got so happy! It’s been a while since we commuted together to the CBD area for work as I hardly woke up early due to my flexible schedule.
Rachel kissed me on the cheek because she was happy.
“Why do you have to go to the office so early?” she asked.
“I want to prepare for a presentation later,” I made up a lie.
On our way to MRT, we stopped by at ToastBox for a quick breakfast. My wife was in such a good mood that she offered to pay.
As I watched my wife tap her Apple Watch on the terminal to pay, I texted Pei Ying just so she wouldn’t think too much when she found out I was out at work today. Especially…ahem…cough cough after what happened between us.
“Thank you, I have such a great time. See you later, got an important meeting today at the office actually hehe…maybe we can watch movie together?” I typed and sent it.
To Be Continued
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Throughout the day in the office, I kept thinking about how shiok I felt when Pei Ying was sucking me off. The raw satisfaction I got when I unloaded my cum into her throat and she god damn swallowed it all, was indescribable. It was heavenly.
Unfortunately, Pei Ying didn’t reply to my text.
I knew she had read my text. I started to think if I was being an asshole yesterday night. I was the only one that got sexually satisfied, she put in all the hard work and I just ran off cowardly.
So, I texted her again.
“I am sorry that I left you halfway through yesterday night,” I sent.
Pei Ying continued to ghost me. I started to feel panic, did I just ruin my chance with my wife’s hot friend?
A while later, I received notification that my wife had just invited me to a newly created group chat. She dropped a text to the group - which consisted of me, my wife, and Pei Ying.
“Should we all have dinner together later today? I wanna get sushi!” My wife texted.
“Sureeee! Let’s go Orchard?” Pei Ying replied instantly.
God damn, Pei Ying just wanted to ignore my text!
———
After work, I met up with my wife and we went to a Japanese restaurant at Orchard. We didn’t have to queue as my wife had already made the reservation in the early afternoon.
Pei Ying arrived soon with her shopping haul. She was wearing a checkered button-shirt, tucked into a pair of slim-fit tight jeans. Her hair which I was holding with my left hand yesterday, was tied into a high ponytail style. The checkered pattern hid her upper body’s busty curves well, yet the jeans couldn’t help but reveal the beautiful shape of her round ass.
“Hey Rachel, hey John!” She greeted both of us warmly and friendly.
I felt like I was the awkward one as I couldn’t pretend and act as naturally as her. My wife, of course, started chit-chatting with Pei Ying about what she had just bought.
As soon as my wife was distracted by the waiter, Pei Ying shot me a quick cold side glance. I felt like a small boy who had just made a mistake.
“Have you returned to work today?” I asked Pei Ying, trying to start a casual conversation with her.
“Nope. Next week. Today I just did yoga, ALONE, and go shopping,” Pei Ying smiled and stressed the word ALONE.
I felt anxious for a split second.
“John actually should do yoga with you, his muscle is getting stiff like an uncle already hahaha,” my wife joked.
“Hahaha, 看得出来 (seems so) John is very stiff… you can join if you want, I always do yoga in the morning one,” Pei Ying shrugged and smirked.
My heart skipped a beat.
“Rachel, you should also join!” Pei Ying suggested.
“Cannot la, I need to go office very early, too tired for that,” My wife complained.
Apart from some occasionally sneaky comments made by Pei Ying, the dinner actually went well. We enjoyed the food and drank a lot of sakes.
We were soon a bit tipsy and high. I insisted to pay the bill, and in return, Pei Ying called us a Grab ride back home.
———
Once we were back home, all of us returned to our bedrooms respectively right away. My wife shut the door and kissed me. Rachel had been in a great mood ever since this morning and whenever she got tipsy, she kinda always got horny too.
Rachel was still in her office attire. I grabbed and caressed her ass which was under the pencil skirt, while we kissed. My wife had been blessed with a naturally bubbly round ass but just came up short in the breasts department.
I unbuttoned her shirt, pulled both her bra straps aside to reveal her small tits, and then I played with her light brown nipples. She always enjoyed it when I played with her nipples.
As I sucked her nipples, I couldn’t help but think of what would Pei Ying’s big tits look like. I tried to push Rachel down to the bed. Surprisingly, she refused.
“We haven’t showered yet,” she shrieked.
Oh my, my wife was still thinking very straight haha. Normally, if we are going to have sex after work and before showering, we would always do the deed in the living room.
Yet, Pei Ying was staying with us. We couldn’t do that now.
“Go shower first,” my wife patted me on my shoulder.
“Shower together?” I suggested.
“Noooo, fast fast go!” She always got mildly annoyed when I asked for that.
Almost 30 minutes later, both of us were in bed. As per our routine, Rachel gave me a blowjob to get me hard. She always just focused on sucking my cock without any eye contact, no change of tempo, no further seduction and naughty play, she just hardworkingly sucked my cock.
I know I know. I shouldn’t be complaining, I should be grateful! I knew some of my close friends, they rarely got blowjobs from their wives anymore.
But…but I just experienced the best blowjob of my life yesterday night, in our house. I couldn’t help but notice the stark difference in terms of the sensation.
Nonetheless, it did the trick. I got hard, and it was my turn to service my wife. I suckled her nipples while fingering her shaved pussy. Hmm, I remember Pei Ying told me she was shaved too…
My wife didn’t enjoy her pussy being licked since we started dating, so I obliged by just fingering her to get her wet. Once she felt like it, she signaled me to stop and I knew it was time to put on a condom.
We did most of the sex in the missionary position. I asked her to do doggie, she said she was too tired for that. I asked her to ride me, she also said too tired.
Piak piak piak piak piak piak, my cock went in and out of my wife’s pussy continuously. Our king-size bed frame was also making noise whenever I exerted force to thrust my cock.
“Shhh, don’t make so much noise,” she pleaded as her eyes were closed. She was trying very hard not to moan too. She was afraid of Pei Ying overhearing us.
Well, unless we changed our position to her standing up and bending herself forward for me to fuck her from behind, there wasn’t much I could do to keep our bed frame quiet.
I harbored another wish.
“Can I cum inside your mouth?” I tested my chance.
“Nooooo,” she whispered and frowned.
Sigh… I ejaculated soon anyway.
And it all felt like routines. I know I know… I shouldn’t be complaining….but you know…
My wife went to our attached bathroom to clean herself. I slumped down on the side of my bed and played with my phone.
I saw some notifications. Oh, Pei Ying texted me back!!!
“Hello sir…you both are too loudly liao…” Pei Ying sent, along with a rolling eyes emoji.
I slapped my forehead. Oh my god… what is this… I was worried if she could hear us… but I thought there was a chance she might not…
“Sorry!” I replied and apologized.
Pei Ying read my text and didn’t send me anything back.
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As my wife drank more sake than me, she was soon asleep and snoring beside me. It was just around 11 PM, which was still very early.
Now that my wife was sleeping soundly, I thought I could casually take a stroll outside to the living room, and perhaps… check things out.
I sat on the sofa and was observing Pei Ying’s room. I couldn’t tell if she was asleep already or not. Then suddenly, she came out!
I was surprised. I said “Hello” awkwardly. She looked at me and didn’t say anything, for a few seconds. Then she just nodded her head and went to the kitchen.
She came back with a dozen of beers and went straight to her room.
“Oh why drink alone, come here and we drink together la,” I asked her, trying to sound as natural and casual as possible.
She looked at me, and she suddenly seemed to be very angry.
“If you wanna drink with me, then come to my room,” she said sternly.
“Errr…I think in the living room is more… appropriate…?” I was a bit confused.
The word “appropriate” seemed to have set her off. She was outright pissed and angry.
“Hello sir, you are very funny huh,” she said furiously. She was hugging all the cans of beer in her arms and stormed towards me.
“You think I enjoy meddling in one of my best friend’s marriage?? 我不是这种人 lor (I am not this kind of person). Yesterday night, I asked if you want to go back to your room, 你自己不要走 (you yourself didn’t want to). Then after that, you just left like you regret already.” She hissed angrily, although she did keep her voice down.
I was utterly shocked.
“Then today morning you just asked if I wanna watch movie with you? And then suddenly you asked me to join dinner with Rachel! Hello, you make me very confused you know!” She continued her angry rant.
“Err…” I tried to say something but I didn’t get the chance to correct her that it was my wife who asked her for dinner, I didn’t even know beforehand. She just cut me off.
“I was like ok lor I go to dinner with you two, then when we got back home, you purposely had sex with her until so damn loud, 怕死我不知道这样 (intentionally wanted me to know)! Now, now you ask me to drink with you, in the living room so that it’s appropriate?” She was furious, her eyes were wide open.
Despite I was overwhelmed with her frustration, as a man I couldn’t help but notice she was still wearing the same singlet as yesterday, with no bras, her slightly visible cleavage and her tits shook violently as she was scolding me.
“I am not the kind of person who enjoys going around messing up other people’s marriage ok, especially not to my good friend! 你要的话,你自己来我房间 (if you want it, you come to my room)! It is your decision, not mine, ok!” She continued to hiss.
“I don’t have time to play this mind game of yours. If you want to drink, come to my room yourself, 你自己想清楚你要什么! (you think carefully about what you want for yourself)” she finished her rant and stormed back to her room. Her buttocks jiggled seductively as she took every step as heavily as possible.
I was absolutely, totally stunned. I was confounded.
I thought to myself - I think I know why her husband got into an argument with her already… Pei Ying is a crazy bitch…fucking hell…but Pei Ying is also a very sexy, very sexy, very hot, weird crazy bitch…
Did she even know what she was talking about just now???
Sigh, it doesn’t matter…what matters now is…should I go to her room??? Or, what do I actually want???
To Be Continued
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It was a hard decision, figuratively and literally. I was thinking hard and my cock was already hard too. Yesterday night, I wasn’t ready to go all the way. Was I ready just merely a day after?? Furthermore, it was not even midnight. My wife was asleep because she was tipsy due to drinking too much sake. If I went straight to Pei Ying’s room, it was a high-risk move.
Nonetheless, a man gotta do what a man gotta do. Even though I was so sure that Pei Ying was a crazy bitch…but the boobs…the ass…the shaven pussy as Pei Ying claimed…those curves that made a man scream of heaven…I just couldn’t turn all these down…
I helplessly gave in. I tip-toed into my room, I sneaked past my wife who was snoring lightly with her back facing the door, and opened up a drawer in my room as quietly as possible. I picked one condom and pocketed it into my short pants. Then, I hesitated if one round was enough.
“Should I get two?” I was unsure.
God damn it, one is enough la, what am I thinking! I scolded myself and smacked my forehead. When I left my wife in our room, I made sure the door was properly closed.
Knock knock, I knocked on her door lightly.
“What?” Pei Ying asked curtly from the room inside.
“Can I come in?” I whispered as I opened up the door slightly.
She didn’t say a word, she just ignored me and continued to play with her phone under her blanket. I could see a can of beer was already opened and placed under the bed.
I walked in calmly and sat down by the bed, I was not facing her directly.
“What do you want?” Pei Ying asked, somehow in a softer and calmer tone already.
I didn’t really know what to say, but if I followed her logic that was spouted off just now, she clearly wanted me to let her know it was my choice to engage with her.
“I want to say sorry that I sent you mixed signals. I wasn’t thinking straight but I think I know what I want now. You are right…you helped me see things clearly, I know I want to spend more time with you, I had a very good time when I was doing yoga with you and now I just want to see you, talk to you, spend time with you…I just want to spend more time with you…” I said solemnly like I meant it…I didn’t really mean it…
“你讲真的吗? (Do you really mean it)” she asked.
“…that’s how I feel now, so yes…I mean it…” I closed my eyes and lied. She couldn’t see my face anyway.
And why the hell was she asking so much???
“Then what about Rachel?” She asked, even more softer than usual, almost like whispering.
What about my wife? What about my wife??? Why would she ask that?? I was confused.
I turned around and looked at her. Turned out she was not facing me as well, but her phone was already put aside. My instinct told me not to comment about my wife or respond to her question. It should be just ACTION from now onwards if I want what I want, which was scoring her!
I got myself into her bed entirely and hugged her from behind. I wrapped one of my arms around her waist, and put the other hand on her head, patting her and caressing her gently, brushing my fingers through her hair and combing them nicely.
She didn’t reject me, she seems to be ok with what I was doing.
So I mustered my courage to kiss her ear, her neck, her shoulder and I even kissed her in her hair from the back of her head. I could smell her shampoo scent. She actually smelled like my wife…since she was sharing my wife’s shampoo…
My hand which was on her tummy didn’t stop too, I touched her waist and tummy slowly and lovingly.
She breathed harder and harder.
“你在做么。。。(what are you doing)” she asked weakly, I knew she was feeling the high.
“Oh….” She couldn’t control but moan when I bit her ear and suckled her earlobe.
I couldn’t wait anymore, I had to tackle the elephant in the room, or should I say the big tits in the room…
I moved my hand away from her tummy and went upwards to her magnificent big tits. I finally cupped her left tit religiously and preciously with my hand.
Oh my god…一手不能掌握的女人 (a woman who can’t be handled with just one hand)… the holy satisfaction when a man grabs a woman’s soft, full and bouncy tit was beyond words…
Her tits were indeed big, full, and soft with enough bounciness that weren’t just saggy and droopy. She grabbed my hand tight in her chest, while I grabbed her tit firm in my hand. I could feel her nipple erect in my palm. She was breathing so hard.
I rubbed my palm against her nipple and she moaned uncontrollably. My cock got so hard and it was basically poking her in the ass.
I turned her around to face me and we smooched like passionate lovers. Now both my hands were playing with both her tits, pinching her nipples and cupping them in my palms hungrily. I almost wanted to rip her singlet apart. I wanted to see her tits bare in my eyes.
As I tried to remove her singlet, she stopped me. She gave me a naughty look and pushed me to lie down on my back. She then moved her leg across me and sat on top of me, skilfully arched her back, to adjust herself so that my erect cock was leaning itself close against her ass and that she was not hurting me.
“Do you want me to tie my hair?” She looked at me in the eyes and asked.
I gulped and shook my head. “Like this ok,” was all I could say. She was behaving way more wilder than my wife, she was way out of my comfort zone.
As she sat on top of me, she bent forward to lick me on my nose tip playfully and then leaned back.
She crossed both her arms in an “X” shape, both her hands were crossed against each other and reached down to hold her singlet, she then slowly and seductively removed her singlet as she lifted her arms. While her singlet was being lifted up slowly, it held both the big tits up and delayed the ultimate revelation.
It felt like forever in my mind. Finally, her huge and big perky tits dropped dramatically and cinematically in front of me when the singlet was lifted above it. I swore I thought I was seeing it in slow motion, the jiggles and the bounces the tits had when the singlet finally let go of them were too hot.
The already erect light-brownish but small nipples, on smaller than I expected areolae, were simply too beautiful against her large tits.
Oh my fucking god…Pei Ying was top-notch breeding material…she was way above my league…I was too vanilla and she was just bursting with styles and flavours!
My mind was blown to pieces by her sheer sexiness. She giggled as she looked at how stunned and impressed I was, and lovingly guided my hands to her tits. I grabbed them so hard that she was forced to lean towards me.
I groped and grabbed Pei Ying’s tits like a young man touching tits for the first time ever, and marvelled at the different shapes her tits were made into in my hands. I licked, I sucked, and I bit the tits so hard that soon they both were covered disgustingly with my salivas.
I could play with these tits all day. They were perky and so full, like ripe sweet melons, and they defied gravity when they were not in my hands. Her tits were perfect.
She then hugged my head into her breasts and I obliged to motorboat them gleefully. She was giggling while I shook my head left and right in between her tits like a maniac.
I felt like I could rest in peace. “Oh my god…” I repeated it countless times.
“够了吗? (is it enough)” she slowly pushed my hands away and covered both her tits sexily with her arms.
I was already speechless with how shiok it all felt. I just looked at her blindly. She gave me another smirk and turned her body around. She pushed my short pants down and my cock jumped out once again in her room for the second night in a row.
We were in a 69 position. I could feel she deep throating me right away.
Her ass was now in front of me, her back arched perfectly so that her pussy was well-positioned for me to eat it. I removed her comfy shorts until they reached her lower thigh, I could now see her grey panties.
A big wet spot was on her panties against her crotch area, she was already madly wet! I roared and removed her panties violently. The heavily moist pussy was revealed and the pussy lips were glittering with wetness. It was as if they were inviting me to kiss them.
As Pei Ying claimed, her light brown pussy was cleanly shaven. It was oozing with warmth and it was as if it breathed hot air from the inside. I spanked her and grabbed her big white ass with my hands tightly as I started to work on her pussy.
My tongue pried open her pussy and it swam deep into her, kissing and licking her passionately. I licked her spot with rapid movement. Her warm fluid continued to ooze onto my face and I ate her juice happily. My mouth and my cheeks were soon drenched, with my own saliva and her juice.
We were both keeping quiet as we were busy with our mouths on each other’s private parts. It sounded like ASMR in the form of slurping seafood and gagging sausage in the room.
I could feel my cock throbbing hard in her mouth. I ate her pussy so well that she lifted her head up away from my cock and moaned a few times as she tried to keep her voice down.
I felt like it was time. She clearly agreed. She turned around and looked at me once again. She was very high and I could see her eyes getting glassy, out of focus. She looked like a sweet horny girl ready to be fucked.
As I was about to reach for the condom in my pocket, she lifted her ass up and sat down on me, I watched my cock enter her shockingly. Her movement was swift and I was horrified.
Yet, the warmth and the grip of her pussy overwhelmed me. I couldn’t think straight, I mindlessly grabbed her ass while she rode me fast and wild.
I watched her tits swing profusely as her waist and her ass moved skilfully back and forth in the cowgirl position. I didn’t want to grab them, I wanted to watch them swing as it was truly a sight to behold.
I felt her pussy gripping my cock tightly as it penetrated her inside out, I couldn’t tell if she was tighter than my wife, but definitely, it felt much more warmer and wetter inside.
“Oh my god…” I moaned quietly, almost bit my lips to not keep my voice down.
“Oh yes, oh yes…” she whispered nonstop but she was using all her might to keep quiet too. She was having such a great time that one of her hands was absent-mindedly placed on top of her head like a proper erotic model, she looked so hot.
I was so overwhelmed with how fast things unfolded that I didn’t even focus to delay my orgasm.
I would sometimes purposely recall sad memories, or pinch my thigh, just so I could last longer if the sex is too good. Yet, I lost focus this time.
I felt my urge to ejaculate suddenly, I panicked and I wanted to control and stopped it. Yet the harder I tried, the stronger the cum shot out of my cock I felt.
I must be looking really ugly and stupid, as my face was drowned in ecstasy and horror at the same time. I wanted to stop ejaculating into her, I wanted to last longer, I wanted to fuck her longer, all the concerns and worries just gave my cum extra strength to burst harder and deeper into her vagina.
Pei Ying felt it. She continued to ride out every last drop of me. She then stopped and gathered herself. She was trembling slightly.
I wondered if she came too, I didn’t feel any changes in her vaginal muscles…
“I am sorry…” I was horrified to cum inside Pei Ying.
She bit her lips and looked at me dreamily.
She didn’t say anything, she just rested herself on top of me while my cock was still semi-hard inside her. We kissed, slowly and tiringly this time.
“I am sorry,” I apologized again.
She kept quiet.
“Did you come?” I asked apologetically.
“Hmmm…a bit,” she replied honestly.
“I am so sorry…” I could only apologize.
“It’s ok, I have a very very good time…” she looked at me and said happily. She looked satisfied. She kissed me again. She then rested her head against my chest while still being on top of me, my cock was still inside her warm meat cave.
My cock finally slid out of her pussy. She rolled aside and lay beside me. I had to move leftwards to give her space, after all, it was just a super single bed.
It was silence in the room for a while, none of us talked.
“My husband is violent…” she said softly and one of her hands started playing with my nipple casually.
I gasped.
“Even before I gave birth, he has never been a good man…and when I found myself pregnant with his son, I thought I had no choice…” she continued as if she was talking to herself. She was not looking at me, she was just staring blankly forward.
“Why did you run away this time?” I asked.
“He hit me. He promised before he won’t do that again and he did it again…打女人的男人是最烂的 (the most useless man is a man who would beat a woman)…” she said softly.
I was speechless.
“Why not divorce him?” I asked and regretted it right away.
“I got a son, I am not ready to be a single mom…” she said matter-of-factly.
I kept quiet. It was actually a very heavy topic.
“I have been lonely for so long…and now I have you…” she said and she then kissed me on my cheek. She turned my head around and kissed me on my lips.
To be honest, I was a bit scared. I didn’t know what was happening or what she was thinking. I thought to myself…I am not a good man… I couldn’t even make you cum!
As Pei Ying got vulnerable with me, it was undeniable that she was getting more attractive and beautiful that night in my view. While she continued to share more about her life with me, we continued to kiss each other and I of course kept playing with her tits that I would never get bored of.
She casually stroked my cock too.
“If your husband is violent, will your son be ok with him?” I asked as I cupped her tits once again in my hands and admired the view.
“He is a good father, just not a good husband… or a lover,” she said.
Well anyway, once it was clear to me that my cock was a bit painful to get ready for another round (You have to remember I just had sex with my wife an hour ago too!), I said a few words to comfort her and went back to my room.
“Things will get better,” I placed my hand on her face and assured her.
“Thank you,” she said appreciatively and went out with me as I stepped out of her room.
“Err..where are you going?” I was confused and whispered softly.
“Hello, you just shoot inside me leh, I need to clean myself!” She laughed and scolded me.
I laughed awkwardly and went back to my room. Thankfully, my wife was still snoring peacefully.
I quietly put the unused condom back into the drawer and fell asleep in no time.
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I dreamt about Pei Ying. I dreamt about us going on a vacation together, she was walking alongside me on a beach holding my hands and she was wearing a beautiful set of bikini.
She seemed to be chatting with me and telling me things. It was not audible to me in the dream…I just saw her lips move…
And suddenly I was violently woken up by my wife shaking my shoulders hard!
“Wake up John!” Rachel, my wife shrieked.
“..What…what, what happened??” I was confused and stunned.
I looked at the TV in my room, it showed 1030AM. It was Saturday, I would normally sleep until the afternoon!
“What happened?” I asked my wife, she looked concerned.
“Pei Ying’s husband is outside our house…” Rachel said while pointing in the direction of our main entrance.
“What, what the fuck?? What does he want?” I was perplexed and I was a bit scared.
To Be Continued
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