I got home, but only to find that Tanya was already out. She left a message saying she has gone buy some stuff before heading over to Amy’s. I texted her to tell her that I am home.
Brian also texted to say that he will pick me up after Andy around 6.00pm for dinner before heading to his office.
I took the time that I had left to just chill.
Then came a call from Tanya, “So, how did it go? Was my woman’s instinct accurate?”
“Hahaha.. very indeed laopor.”
“So did you fuck her?”
“No lao, siao meh… told you nothing will happen, especially without you.”
“You’d better not… but how was it?”
“We talked.. she complained about her husband and their non-exciting sex life.. basically she was there to serve him. So I took the opportunity to introduce her to the lifestyle.”
“So.. she’s game for it?”
“No, I have not made a formal proposition yet… just sharing with her.. and I told her I have been fantasising about her and you of her husband.”
“You did? That was a bold step laogong… was she disgusted? Did she feel you were a pervert?”
“No.. I don’t think so… I think she’s more confused or shocked more than anything… so I’ll let her digest the information.. she did say to tell her more next time…”
“I just hope we didn’t spook her… and I also do not want her to think we are weirdos.”
“Should be all good. Where are you now? Brian said he is picking me up around 6pm.”
“I am in the MRT, on the way to grab some wine before heading over to Amy’s.”
“Ok, will TTYL. Love you laopor.”
“Love you laogong.”
Brian picked me up at 6pm and we were off for dinner at some nearby food centre.
“Eh, so later how ah?” Andy asked.
“What do you mean how?” Brian retorted.
“I mean, what type of questions are we going to ask him? And do we even have any no-go criteria with this man?”
“I don’t know Andy, I really have not thought much about it. Further, I wouldn’t want to be judgmental even before I meet him.”
“Ok, fair enough. But I must say this ah, if too ugly I cannot ok,” said Andy as he was slurping his noodles.
“Less handsome than you can right?” joked Brian as if to break the nervousness that was unwritten amongst us all.
I mean who wouldn’t, we were about to meet a stranger whom we are to decide if we will let him join in screwing our wives!
Dinner that night was pretty much stuffing in food into our body. I don’t think anyone of us enjoyed it. We just want to get this meeting done and over with.
8pm: we were in Brian’s office lift heading up to the 27th floor.
The lift door opened to a quiet floor of offices.
Brian tapped us into his office.
Rows and rows of cubicles in the main section of the office space, with private room offices flanking each side of the building.
“Let us head to the conference room. Easier to talk and bigger space,” said Brian.
We all settled in the room. By now it was 8.10pm. Still no sign of Janice’s husband.
“Eh, does he have access or not?” asked Andy.
“I am sure Janice will give him an access card.”
Just as Brian finished his sentence, we heard the buzzing of the access door. At the same time, Brian also got a message from Janice “He is here.”
Brian responded, “Tell him to head towards the conference room, he can’t miss it with the lights on.”
“I know where it is,” was Janice’s reply.
“I know?” muttered Brian under his breath.
But before he could process it any further, there was a knock on the door.
The door opened, and Janice walked in.
“Hello boys, good to see you again.”
“Err.. hi Janice… what are you doing here?” asked Brian.
Andy and I were also shocked to see her there.
“Why? Not happy to see me?” and she looked at us with a conceited smile, as if to send a message to us all that she has us under her control.
“Don’t worry, I am just here to send my husband. I will be in my office until you boys are done talking.”
As soon as she finished her sentence, in came the husband…
… in a wheelchair.
I got home, but only to find that Tanya was already out. She left a message saying she has gone buy some stuff before heading over to Amy’s. I texted her to tell her that I am home.
Brian also texted to say that he will pick me up after Andy around 6.00pm for dinner before heading to his office.
I took the time that I had left to just chill.
Then came a call from Tanya, “So, how did it go? Was my woman’s instinct accurate?”
“Hahaha.. very indeed laopor.”
“So did you fuck her?”
“No lao, siao meh… told you nothing will happen, especially without you.”
“You’d better not… but how was it?”
“We talked.. she complained about her husband and their non-exciting sex life.. basically she was there to serve him. So I took the opportunity to introduce her to the lifestyle.”
“So.. she’s game for it?”
“No, I have not made a formal proposition yet… just sharing with her.. and I told her I have been fantasising about her and you of her husband.”
“You did? That was a bold step laogong… was she disgusted? Did she feel you were a pervert?”
“No.. I don’t think so… I think she’s more confused or shocked more than anything… so I’ll let her digest the information.. she did say to tell her more next time…”
“I just hope we didn’t spook her… and I also do not want her to think we are weirdos.”
“Should be all good. Where are you now? Brian said he is picking me up around 6pm.”
“I am in the MRT, on the way to grab some wine before heading over to Amy’s.”
“Ok, will TTYL. Love you laopor.”
“Love you laogong.”
Brian picked me up at 6pm and we were off for dinner at some nearby food centre.
“Eh, so later how ah?” Andy asked.
“What do you mean how?” Brian retorted.
“I mean, what type of questions are we going to ask him? And do we even have any no-go criteria with this man?”
“I don’t know Andy, I really have not thought much about it. Further, I wouldn’t want to be judgmental even before I meet him.”
“Ok, fair enough. But I must say this ah, if too ugly I cannot ok,” said Andy as he was slurping his noodles.
“Less handsome than you can right?” joked Brian as if to break the nervousness that was unwritten amongst us all.
I mean who wouldn’t, we were about to meet a stranger whom we are to decide if we will let him join in screwing our wives!
Dinner that night was pretty much stuffing in food into our body. I don’t think anyone of us enjoyed it. We just want to get this meeting done and over with.
8pm: we were in Brian’s office lift heading up to the 27th floor.
The lift door opened to a quiet floor of offices.
Brian tapped us into his office.
Rows and rows of cubicles in the main section of the office space, with private room offices flanking each side of the building.
“Let us head to the conference room. Easier to talk and bigger space,” said Brian.
We all settled in the room. By now it was 8.10pm. Still no sign of Janice’s husband.
“Eh, does he have access or not?” asked Andy.
“I am sure Janice will give him an access card.”
Just as Brian finished his sentence, we heard the buzzing of the access door. At the same time, Brian also got a message from Janice “He is here.”
Brian responded, “Tell him to head towards the conference room, he can’t miss it with the lights on.”
“I know where it is,” was Janice’s reply.
“I know?” muttered Brian under his breath.
But before he could process it any further, there was a knock on the door.
The door opened, and Janice walked in.
“Hello boys, good to see you again.”
“Err.. hi Janice… what are you doing here?” asked Brian.
Andy and I were also shocked to see her there.
“Why? Not happy to see me?” and she looked at us with a conceited smile, as if to send a message to us all that she has us under her control.
“Don’t worry, I am just here to send my husband. I will be in my office until you boys are done talking.”
As soon as she finished her sentence, in came the husband…
… in a wheelchair.
“Hello guys,” said this middle-aged angmoh guy with a receding hairline. He looked a bit chubby, but you could still tell he does work out.
“I am Bryan, Janice’s husband. And you must be Brian with an “i”. And you are….”
“Tom.”
“Andy.”
“Alright, I’ll leave you boys to it. Call me when you are done darls.” And with that, Janice closed the door.
There was a moment of silence. All we could hear was the light humming of the white noise coming from the lights in the office.
“Ok…. So Bryan… “ said our Brian trying to break the ice.
“Before you proceed any further, to avoid any confusion, you can call me “Blyan”, or at least that is how I am called in this part of the world.”
Wow, this part of the world. So fast flexing his expatriate card already?
And why is he in a wheelchair???? That must be the question in all 3 of our heads.
“Ok Bly.. Blyan… what happened? Did you meet with an accident recently?” asked Brian out of genuine concern.
“Why thank you for asking. Accident yes, but not recently. Do I look like I am injured? I don’t have any cast, do I?,” came the response.
“But the wheelchair…?”
“Oh that! Hadn’t it occurred to you “normal” people that there is a category of us people who may need this on a daily basis? Permanently?”
“Wah jia lat,” blurted Andy softly.
“Yes, I am a disabled. An accident 5 years ago left me paralysed from waist down. I hope that answers all your questions and your puzzled faces.”
“We are sorry, we didn’t mean to be insensitive…” I said.
“All good brother. Ok back to the main agenda at hand. So, I was told that couple of weeks back, you guys gave my wife a good Chinese sausage fest or should I say a lap cheong buffet?”
We all kept quiet. We didn’t know what to say.
“It’s ok, she shared each and every sordid detail of that night. Right down to whose cock she likes best,” and he turned to look at me and gave me a wink.
“And now she has made you all a proposition to make all your troubles go away – include us in your next swap, am I up to speed?”
“Yes, you are.”
“Good. So, I take it this meet-and-greet is for you to know me? OK. Here goes. I met Janice about 10 years ago in Spain on holidays. She was fresh out from her divorce and was sort of nursing a broken heart so to speak. Her then husband cheated on her – damn chibai khia. At that time, I was a semi-professional rugby player in Ireland. I was in Spain on holidays with my teammates during our summer break. To cut the story short, Janice and I fell in love. We were in a long-distance relationship for about 1 year before she suggested I move to Singapore. Thankfully for my rugby background, I was able to secure a job with Singapore Rugby. I then moved here, we got married, and here I am today.”
“And your wheelchair story?” Andy asked untactfully.
“Oh that. I was your typical entitled angmoh cycling around Singapore and this car hit me. Hit-and-run sumore, damn champion. It happened in the wee hours of the morning, so no witnesses, no other car dashcams around. For me to be left paralysed waist down, you can imagine how hard the impact was. I suspect that driver was drunk. He basically knocked me off my bicycle and I was sent flying for a good 20m-30m before I came crashing onto a huge tree. Doctor said I was lucky to be alive.”
“After the accident, I thought that was the end of me and my employment pass would definitely be gone. But through some contacts and my proven record with Singapore Rugby, I was able to secure a position with the SNPC, and I have been working there ever since until now.”
We were all trying to figure out the acronym.
“The Singapore National Paralympic Council?” he prompted us.
“Ah yes, that one… correct,” I said as if to mask the awkwardness.
“I am aware that acronym has not made it to the top ten acronyms in this country. Anyway, yes I work there. And as you can see from my physique, apart from my disability, I am a perfectly healthy man.”
“So when you say you are paralysed waist down, are you still able to… you know… do the deed?” asked Brian.
“Unfortunately, no. But the good news is that as a result of my disability, I have hone my tongueing and fingering skills. Hahaha,” responded Blyan light-heartedly.
“So this prospective participation of yours would have you participate from the wheelchair right?” I asked.
“Yes, apart from fingering and tongueing the ladies, I am afraid they would not have the privilege to experience this 8inch Irish cock, or what used to be 8inch.”
“So that means you cannot elect?” asked Andy with the best of his English to an Irishman.
“Yes, you are right Andy, I cannot elect,” mocked Blyan.
“But if any of your ladies would like to suck my permanently flaccid member, they are more than welcomed to. Although I have to warn you, these lifeless muscle atrophy legs may not be a sight for everyone. Hence, I prefer to wear my pants to cover them.”
“So, to answer your questions, I am aware of my physical disability and limitation. And because it is a swap, meaning everything done has to be consensual, it is ok to me even if none of your ladies would want to have anything to do with me. I am happy just being an audience. I am there mainly because I like to watch my wife get fucked and used by other men. In other words, I am a cuckold. But if any of your wives find me attractive and want to kiss, or to be fingered or to be tongued – anything short of fucking - I am able to do.”
There was another round of silence.
This is the problem with non-handicapped people. When faced with a handicap person, we tend to not know what to do or say. And although at times we may seem to be of good-intentioned and try to be thoughtful, sometimes overdoing it is a form of ableism.
The best way is to treat any disabled person the same as an abled person.
I decided to break the awkwardness.
“Thank you for your honesty Blyan. We will not treat you any lesser nor any more. We will treat you just the same as one of us. You would no doubt appreciate that we will have to run this past our respective wives. But I hope Janice will hold her end of her bargain, that is, if we go ahead with the swap with you and Janice, that puts our predicament to an end, and that there will be no duplicates of our incriminating chat?”
“We will definitely perform the end of our bargain.”
“Ok, good. May I suggest that should we decide to go ahead, that we should all meet once, together with the wives, for a meal before the swap? We will let you know the details and the context.”
“Sure, just let us know.”
With that, Blyan called Janice.
“All good darls?” asked Janice.
“Yup, I trust we all have an understanding of how things are going to work,” said Blyan.
“Ok.. so I take it we will wait to hear from you boys? But don’t let us wait too long… I get hungry pretty fast,” said Janice, before looking at me with a cheeky smile.
We saw them off at the lift, and as soon as they got in, Andy said “What the fuck! Wheelchair man!!!!”
“Eh, don’t be so discriminatory can or not? Respect a bit leh,” I said.
“Sorry.. sorry.. but wahlau… this is something new to me man…. I dunno if I can even get it up seeing him there in the wheelchair” continued Andy.
“Look, it’s new to all of us. But we do have to decide, to let him join or not?” said Brian.
“He seemed like a decent guy, quite good-looking with a good body. Apart from his disability, I think he is ok. What do you guys think?” I asked.
“Yea he seemed alright, but hor sometimes I totally catch no ball with his angmoh accent.” said Andy.
“He is Irish, that is why. Ok, how are we going to sell this to our wives Brian?”
“As we were talking just now, I sort of thought of a way. Now, hear me out. Firstly, we have to convince our wives why we should expand our swap parties. And the answer is simple, we have all swapped with each other. The freshness and excitement may not be there anymore. The last we’d want is to organise a swap and someone is not turned on enough. Agree?”
Andy and I nodded in agreement.
“Good. Then comes the next question – why Janice and her husband. I must of course first come up with a story to tell Jane about Janice and how she loves her husband but because of his disability, Janice does not feel loved as a woman. Jane has a soft spot for such stories. I will then plant the idea of maybe we can invite them to our swap to let Janice experienced the feeling of being a real woman again, and that her husband does not mind.”
“But what about Blyan? What if our wives asked if they need to do anything with him.” I asked.
“Then we tell them exactly what Blyan said, he is happy just to watch. If anything were to happen between any of them with him, it’ll be their choice and has to be consensual. But the biggest hurdle to all this is to get our wives to look past that wheelchair. I mean, look at us, we found it so hard just now in that 30mins meeting, what more to have that in a room with us while we all are fucking. So that’s why I think your suggestion of a dinner just now Tom was a brilliant idea.”
“I suppose that’ll work.” I said.
“Then let me plant that idea with Jane and let her then seed it to both your wives. Hopefully by then we will be able to arrange for a dinner with Janice and Blyan.”
“Eh, are we seriously going to call him “Blyan”? Can’t we call him something else?” asked Andy.
“That is the least of our problems.” I said. “You just make sure you can elect.”
Brian laughed instantly.
It took Andy 5 seconds before he realised I was mocking him.
“Knnnb you khiam phak ah you?” came his Hokkien expletives.
“Sorry la, sorry la, just kidding. No joke no laugh ma.”
“Ok, but in all seriousness, Brian, I think your proposal may work. Good job.”
“Thanks Tom.”
Brian and I came a long way, since high school and then NS – which was when we met the Hokkien peng Andy. Although Brian and I are more aligned in thinking, Andy complements us both in areas that we do not see eye to eye. I still remember that year when Brian fell for the same girl as me, it was Andy who advised me to be the bigger person and let Brian take the girl. He was very big on the brotherhood spirit, like those HK triad fellas.
“Ok la, kia la, lim jiu la, I very thirsty liao la” said Andy.
That night was a good drinking session especially after it felt like we are one step closer to finally resolving our problem with Janice.
“Hello guys,” said this middle-aged angmoh guy with a receding hairline. He looked a bit chubby, but you could still tell he does work out.
“I am Bryan, Janice’s husband. And you must be Brian with an “i”. And you are….”
“Tom.”
“Andy.”
“Alright, I’ll leave you boys to it. Call me when you are done darls.” And with that, Janice closed the door.
There was a moment of silence. All we could hear was the light humming of the white noise coming from the lights in the office.
“Ok…. So Bryan… “ said our Brian trying to break the ice.
“Before you proceed any further, to avoid any confusion, you can call me “Blyan”, or at least that is how I am called in this part of the world.”
Wow, this part of the world. So fast flexing his expatriate card already?
And why is he in a wheelchair???? That must be the question in all 3 of our heads.
“Ok Bly.. Blyan… what happened? Did you meet with an accident recently?” asked Brian out of genuine concern.
“Why thank you for asking. Accident yes, but not recently. Do I look like I am injured? I don’t have any cast, do I?,” came the response.
“But the wheelchair…?”
“Oh that! Hadn’t it occurred to you “normal” people that there is a category of us people who may need this on a daily basis? Permanently?”
“Wah jia lat,” blurted Andy softly.
“Yes, I am a disabled. An accident 5 years ago left me paralysed from waist down. I hope that answers all your questions and your puzzled faces.”
“We are sorry, we didn’t mean to be insensitive…” I said.
“All good brother. Ok back to the main agenda at hand. So, I was told that couple of weeks back, you guys gave my wife a good Chinese sausage fest or should I say a lap cheong buffet?”
We all kept quiet. We didn’t know what to say.
“It’s ok, she shared each and every sordid detail of that night. Right down to whose cock she likes best,” and he turned to look at me and gave me a wink.
“And now she has made you all a proposition to make all your troubles go away – include us in your next swap, am I up to speed?”
“Yes, you are.”
“Good. So, I take it this meet-and-greet is for you to know me? OK. Here goes. I met Janice about 10 years ago in Spain on holidays. She was fresh out from her divorce and was sort of nursing a broken heart so to speak. Her then husband cheated on her – damn chibai khia. At that time, I was a semi-professional rugby player in Ireland. I was in Spain on holidays with my teammates during our summer break. To cut the story short, Janice and I fell in love. We were in a long-distance relationship for about 1 year before she suggested I move to Singapore. Thankfully for my rugby background, I was able to secure a job with Singapore Rugby. I then moved here, we got married, and here I am today.”
“And your wheelchair story?” Andy asked untactfully.
“Oh that. I was your typical entitled angmoh cycling around Singapore and this car hit me. Hit-and-run sumore, damn champion. It happened in the wee hours of the morning, so no witnesses, no other car dashcams around. For me to be left paralysed waist down, you can imagine how hard the impact was. I suspect that driver was drunk. He basically knocked me off my bicycle and I was sent flying for a good 20m-30m before I came crashing onto a huge tree. Doctor said I was lucky to be alive.”
“After the accident, I thought that was the end of me and my employment pass would definitely be gone. But through some contacts and my proven record with Singapore Rugby, I was able to secure a position with the SNPC, and I have been working there ever since until now.”
We were all trying to figure out the acronym.
“The Singapore National Paralympic Council?” he prompted us.
“Ah yes, that one… correct,” I said as if to mask the awkwardness.
“I am aware that acronym has not made it to the top ten acronyms in this country. Anyway, yes I work there. And as you can see from my physique, apart from my disability, I am a perfectly healthy man.”
“So when you say you are paralysed waist down, are you still able to… you know… do the deed?” asked Brian.
“Unfortunately, no. But the good news is that as a result of my disability, I have hone my tongueing and fingering skills. Hahaha,” responded Blyan light-heartedly.
“So this prospective participation of yours would have you participate from the wheelchair right?” I asked.
“Yes, apart from fingering and tongueing the ladies, I am afraid they would not have the privilege to experience this 8inch Irish cock, or what used to be 8inch.”
“So that means you cannot elect?” asked Andy with the best of his English to an Irishman.
“Yes, you are right Andy, I cannot elect,” mocked Blyan.
“But if any of your ladies would like to suck my permanently flaccid member, they are more than welcomed to. Although I have to warn you, these lifeless muscle atrophy legs may not be a sight for everyone. Hence, I prefer to wear my pants to cover them.”
“So, to answer your questions, I am aware of my physical disability and limitation. And because it is a swap, meaning everything done has to be consensual, it is ok to me even if none of your ladies would want to have anything to do with me. I am happy just being an audience. I am there mainly because I like to watch my wife get fucked and used by other men. In other words, I am a cuckold. But if any of your wives find me attractive and want to kiss, or to be fingered or to be tongued – anything short of fucking - I am able to do.”
There was another round of silence.
This is the problem with non-handicapped people. When faced with a handicap person, we tend to not know what to do or say. And although at times we may seem to be of good-intentioned and try to be thoughtful, sometimes overdoing it is a form of ableism.
The best way is to treat any disabled person the same as an abled person.
I decided to break the awkwardness.
“Thank you for your honesty Blyan. We will not treat you any lesser nor any more. We will treat you just the same as one of us. You would no doubt appreciate that we will have to run this past our respective wives. But I hope Janice will hold her end of her bargain, that is, if we go ahead with the swap with you and Janice, that puts our predicament to an end, and that there will be no duplicates of our incriminating chat?”
“We will definitely perform the end of our bargain.”
“Ok, good. May I suggest that should we decide to go ahead, that we should all meet once, together with the wives, for a meal before the swap? We will let you know the details and the context.”
“Sure, just let us know.”
With that, Blyan called Janice.
“All good darls?” asked Janice.
“Yup, I trust we all have an understanding of how things are going to work,” said Blyan.
“Ok.. so I take it we will wait to hear from you boys? But don’t let us wait too long… I get hungry pretty fast,” said Janice, before looking at me with a cheeky smile.
We saw them off at the lift, and as soon as they got in, Andy said “What the fuck! Wheelchair man!!!!”
“Eh, don’t be so discriminatory can or not? Respect a bit leh,” I said.
“Sorry.. sorry.. but wahlau… this is something new to me man…. I dunno if I can even get it up seeing him there in the wheelchair” continued Andy.
“Look, it’s new to all of us. But we do have to decide, to let him join or not?” said Brian.
“He seemed like a decent guy, quite good-looking with a good body. Apart from his disability, I think he is ok. What do you guys think?” I asked.
“Yea he seemed alright, but hor sometimes I totally catch no ball with his angmoh accent.” said Andy.
“He is Irish, that is why. Ok, how are we going to sell this to our wives Brian?”
“As we were talking just now, I sort of thought of a way. Now, hear me out. Firstly, we have to convince our wives why we should expand our swap parties. And the answer is simple, we have all swapped with each other. The freshness and excitement may not be there anymore. The last we’d want is to organise a swap and someone is not turned on enough. Agree?”
Andy and I nodded in agreement.
“Good. Then comes the next question – why Janice and her husband. I must of course first come up with a story to tell Jane about Janice and how she loves her husband but because of his disability, Janice does not feel loved as a woman. Jane has a soft spot for such stories. I will then plant the idea of maybe we can invite them to our swap to let Janice experienced the feeling of being a real woman again, and that her husband does not mind.”
“But what about Blyan? What if our wives asked if they need to do anything with him.” I asked.
“Then we tell them exactly what Blyan said, he is happy just to watch. If anything were to happen between any of them with him, it’ll be their choice and has to be consensual. But the biggest hurdle to all this is to get our wives to look past that wheelchair. I mean, look at us, we found it so hard just now in that 30mins meeting, what more to have that in a room with us while we all are fucking. So that’s why I think your suggestion of a dinner just now Tom was a brilliant idea.”
“I suppose that’ll work.” I said.
“Then let me plant that idea with Jane and let her then seed it to both your wives. Hopefully by then we will be able to arrange for a dinner with Janice and Blyan.”
“Eh, are we seriously going to call him “Blyan”? Can’t we call him something else?” asked Andy.
“That is the least of our problems.” I said. “You just make sure you can elect.”
Brian laughed instantly.
It took Andy 5 seconds before he realised I was mocking him.
“Knnnb you khiam phak ah you?” came his Hokkien expletives.
“Sorry la, sorry la, just kidding. No joke no laugh ma.”
“Ok, but in all seriousness, Brian, I think your proposal may work. Good job.”
“Thanks Tom.”
Brian and I came a long way, since high school and then NS – which was when we met the Hokkien peng Andy. Although Brian and I are more aligned in thinking, Andy complements us both in areas that we do not see eye to eye. I still remember that year when Brian fell for the same girl as me, it was Andy who advised me to be the bigger person and let Brian take the girl. He was very big on the brotherhood spirit, like those HK triad fellas.
“Ok la, kia la, lim jiu la, I very thirsty liao la” said Andy.
That night was a good drinking session especially after it felt like we are one step closer to finally resolving our problem with Janice.
Tanya was sound asleep by the time I got back home around 2am.
As I lay myself to bed, I checked my phone. There was a message from Susan from earlier in the evening.
“Hi, it was nice meeting you today. Thank you. About what you told me, I am interested to know more. Can making sex with another person improve my sex life with Ah Hock?”
“Hi Susan. Well, for couples who are married long time, having sex with another person can be a refreshing change. For me, the excitement is to see my wife enjoy herself with another man, how she enjoys the intimacy with that person, knowing that she actually enjoys another man do intimate things with her body excites me. And it does the same for her too when she sees me with another woman.” I pressed send, not anticipating any reply given the time of the night.
But Susan read it instantly.
“So, you and your wife interested to make sex with me and Ah Hock?”
Wow, she went straight to the point.
“Yes, we are. How about you and Ah Hock?”
There was a pause. Then came the next message.
“Hi, Ah Hock here. I am interested. Can we meet?”
I was caught off-guard by that response – little did I expect Ah Hock to be messaging me!
I panicked for a bit. I do not know this man yet, but he is now expressing his interest to swap his wife for Tanya with me.
I composed myself. Yes, I do want to fuck Susan. Question is, am I ready for Tanya to be fucked by Ah Hock? But I can’t be selfish and only want Susan for myself and not for Tanya to fuck Ah Hock. After all, she has told me her fantasy – so I suppose she wants it too.
“Yes, of course we can meet. Let us know when and where.”
“How about tomorrow evening at our place? I can make us all dinner.”
“Ok, thank you for the offer. I will confirm with you in the morning?”
“Ok.”
Little did I expect that just hours after meeting with Janice’s husband for a potential swap, I am now arranging for another potential one. What a day!
I could feel my heart pounding from the excitement and also from nervousness. Are we really going to meet Ah Hock? A man we hardly knew expect for his culinary skiils? I would have never imagined that Susan and Ah Hock could ever be our potential swap partners. But sometimes fantasies come from the least expected source – for us it is this zhi char couple.
I am beginning to wonder what Tanya’s reaction would be when I tell her that we are invited to dinner by Susan and Ah Hock.
The next morning, I was awaken by my wife’s workout video sound.
Stumbling out into the living room, I was greeted with her doing a wide legged forward bend in her yoga pants, with her ass facing me. What a morning view!
“Hello handsome, look who is up!” she said as she turned around looking at my morning wood.
“That is him working out too,” I said cheekily while giving Tanya’s ass a playful smack.
“Quick, go wash up la. Almost noon already, I am famish!”
“Ok ok… think about where to go for brunch.”
As I was washing up, I was going through in my head what were my plans for today and the week ahead. That was when I remembered the dinner invite for tonight. Then I had a cheeky idea – to get back at Tanya for teasing and trapping me with her pussy-juiced panties the other night. I have decided not to tell her about who was inviting us over for dinner tonight, but to just tell her that I found this place that does private home-cooked food dining.
Before long, we were in the car heading for brunch.
“Wah, last night must be very happening eh with you boys? You reeked of alcohol last night when you came back. Even Amy and Jane told me the same thing about Andy and Brian this morning. You all went KTV ah?” asked Tanya as she was pulling my ears playfully.
“No la.. you know KTV is not my thing.”
“Then, what was the occasion?”
“Let’s just say we are somewhat progressing in relation to another swap.”
“Oh yea, speaking of swap… Jane also said in her text this morning that she has something to talk to me and Amy. What’s with all these meetings between the husbands only, and then now wives only? Why not just discuss in the group chat like how we did previously?”
In my heart I was thinking, it was precisely the previous chat that got us or is leading us to this upcoming swap! So no more chats!
“Oh really? Is that what Jane said to you and Amy?”
Has Brian planted the idea with Jane? So fast?
“So what is it about? Do you know? You know right?”
I have to get out of this topic and talk about something else.
“You just wait for Jane to tell you then. Oh by the way, the other day my colleague was telling me about this private home-cooked food dining experience which not many people know and has a month-long waiting list – kinda like omakase but Chinese home-cooked food. And he texted me last night that he can’t make it for his reservation for tonight – so he is asking if we want to take it up. I told him I’d ask you first.”
“Err… really? Haven’t heard of such thing… normally I would know from all the foodies I follow on Insta. Sure or not? Do you know the name? Let me search and see.”
“No la, this type is the very unassuming type. I even heard that the owners don’t allow photos or videos in the place cause their own home mah. So maybe that’s why not many people know about it. So how, wanna go?”
“Well, ok la… seeing that our favourite zhi zhar is not open tonight. Hmm.. speaking of zhi zhar.. I wonder how is Susan processing the swap idea you told her about.”
If only I could tell Tanya that her question will potentially be answered tonight.
The moment we got the café, I excused myself to the toilet and immediately texted Susan that we are ok for dinner tonight.
Susan replied setting the time at 7.30pm together with her unit number.
The stage is set for our potential swap with the Zhi Zhar Couple.
Tanya was sound asleep by the time I got back home around 2am.
As I lay myself to bed, I checked my phone. There was a message from Susan from earlier in the evening.
“Hi, it was nice meeting you today. Thank you. About what you told me, I am interested to know more. Can making sex with another person improve my sex life with Ah Hock?”
“Hi Susan. Well, for couples who are married long time, having sex with another person can be a refreshing change. For me, the excitement is to see my wife enjoy herself with another man, how she enjoys the intimacy with that person, knowing that she actually enjoys another man do intimate things with her body excites me. And it does the same for her too when she sees me with another woman.” I pressed send, not anticipating any reply given the time of the night.
But Susan read it instantly.
“So, you and your wife interested to make sex with me and Ah Hock?”
Wow, she went straight to the point.
“Yes, we are. How about you and Ah Hock?”
There was a pause. Then came the next message.
“Hi, Ah Hock here. I am interested. Can we meet?”
I was caught off-guard by that response – little did I expect Ah Hock to be messaging me!
I panicked for a bit. I do not know this man yet, but he is now expressing his interest to swap his wife for Tanya with me.
I composed myself. Yes, I do want to fuck Susan. Question is, am I ready for Tanya to be fucked by Ah Hock? But I can’t be selfish and only want Susan for myself and not for Tanya to fuck Ah Hock. After all, she has told me her fantasy – so I suppose she wants it too.
“Yes, of course we can meet. Let us know when and where.”
“How about tomorrow evening at our place? I can make us all dinner.”
“Ok, thank you for the offer. I will confirm with you in the morning?”
“Ok.”
Little did I expect that just hours after meeting with Janice’s husband for a potential swap, I am now arranging for another potential one. What a day!
I could feel my heart pounding from the excitement and also from nervousness. Are we really going to meet Ah Hock? A man we hardly knew expect for his culinary skiils? I would have never imagined that Susan and Ah Hock could ever be our potential swap partners. But sometimes fantasies come from the least expected source – for us it is this zhi char couple.
I am beginning to wonder what Tanya’s reaction would be when I tell her that we are invited to dinner by Susan and Ah Hock.
The next morning, I was awaken by my wife’s workout video sound.
Stumbling out into the living room, I was greeted with her doing a wide legged forward bend in her yoga pants, with her ass facing me. What a morning view!
“Hello handsome, look who is up!” she said as she turned around looking at my morning wood.
“That is him working out too,” I said cheekily while giving Tanya’s ass a playful smack.
“Quick, go wash up la. Almost noon already, I am famish!”
“Ok ok… think about where to go for brunch.”
As I was washing up, I was going through in my head what were my plans for today and the week ahead. That was when I remembered the dinner invite for tonight. Then I had a cheeky idea – to get back at Tanya for teasing and trapping me with her pussy-juiced panties the other night. I have decided not to tell her about who was inviting us over for dinner tonight, but to just tell her that I found this place that does private home-cooked food dining.
Before long, we were in the car heading for brunch.
“Wah, last night must be very happening eh with you boys? You reeked of alcohol last night when you came back. Even Amy and Jane told me the same thing about Andy and Brian this morning. You all went KTV ah?” asked Tanya as she was pulling my ears playfully.
“No la.. you know KTV is not my thing.”
“Then, what was the occasion?”
“Let’s just say we are somewhat progressing in relation to another swap.”
“Oh yea, speaking of swap… Jane also said in her text this morning that she has something to talk to me and Amy. What’s with all these meetings between the husbands only, and then now wives only? Why not just discuss in the group chat like how we did previously?”
In my heart I was thinking, it was precisely the previous chat that got us or is leading us to this upcoming swap! So no more chats!
“Oh really? Is that what Jane said to you and Amy?”
Has Brian planted the idea with Jane? So fast?
“So what is it about? Do you know? You know right?”
I have to get out of this topic and talk about something else.
“You just wait for Jane to tell you then. Oh by the way, the other day my colleague was telling me about this private home-cooked food dining experience which not many people know and has a month-long waiting list – kinda like omakase but Chinese home-cooked food. And he texted me last night that he can’t make it for his reservation for tonight – so he is asking if we want to take it up. I told him I’d ask you first.”
“Err… really? Haven’t heard of such thing… normally I would know from all the foodies I follow on Insta. Sure or not? Do you know the name? Let me search and see.”
“No la, this type is the very unassuming type. I even heard that the owners don’t allow photos or videos in the place cause their own home mah. So maybe that’s why not many people know about it. So how, wanna go?”
“Well, ok la… seeing that our favourite zhi zhar is not open tonight. Hmm.. speaking of zhi zhar.. I wonder how is Susan processing the swap idea you told her about.”
If only I could tell Tanya that her question will potentially be answered tonight.
The moment we got the café, I excused myself to the toilet and immediately texted Susan that we are ok for dinner tonight.
Susan replied setting the time at 7.30pm together with her unit number.
The stage is set for our potential swap with the Zhi Zhar Couple.
After a lazy and long brunch followed by some groceries, we headed back home.
I fell asleep on the couch while channel surfing Netflix.
I was awoken by a very pleasant sensation. One that I have not felt for quite a while.
“Hello sleepyhead… looks like he is not sleepy though…” said Tanya as she was sucking my hard cock.
“Huh? Still hungry ah laopor?”
“Of course hungry la, we have not made love the past week leh..” she said and continued sucking me. “You don’t like it?”
“No.. of course I like it..” I took a glance at the time, it was almost 6pm. Of course we would have enough time to make love, but I didn’t want to use up our sexual energy now. I want to save it for later. But how am I going to tell Tanya without disclosing where we were about to go?
“Laopor… laopor?” I said in my attempt to stop her from blowing me but she was too in the moment.
“Laopor.. I have an idea how to spice up our night…” that piqued her curiosity.
“How laogong? Tell me tell me..” she said as she held my rock hard cock in her hands and teasing my cockhead with tip of her tongue.
“But you have to stop what you are doing first, if I cum now then no more fun later.”
“Ok ok..”
“Look, we are heading to someone’s home for dinner right? And it is meant to be home-cooked food. And although I know this is sort of like some atas omakase wannabe experience, I thought it’d be fun if we were to wear what we would normally wear at home.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“I mean, like for me it’s probably just a t-shirt and my boxers. And for you it’s usually your loose sleeveless top or spaghetti strap with a pair of comfy shorts, and without your bra and panties.”
“Eeeee… how to go out like that? Cant even get pass our neighbours without their hormone raging teenager son staring at me la. And what more when we reach the makan place later, even worse, in public. Don’t want, don’t want.”
“Listen to me… from home, we can put on another layer first, like maybe a light hoodie. Then when we reach that place we take it off. Then the whole night, I’ll be looking at you in covered only in those slim material with your pokies, and maybe you can flash me or even the chef later your pantiless pussy – laopor, you’d be in for a real hot night by the time we get home.”
“And you willing to let you cock peek out from your boxer opening to the waitress later? Assuming there is one there?”
“Yup I would, why not. This is the best opportunity isn’t it? We have always wanted to dress in a risqué way for a meal outside, but we never had the chance to do so.”
“Hmm.. I suppose you are right. In fact, I am getting wet thinking about the whole experience already,” giggled Tanya.
“But are you sure it is just the 2 of us and no other dinners?”
“Well, that was what I was told. If there is someone else there, then we just leave our hoodie on and play by ear. What say you?”
“You and your cheeky thoughts! I like! Ok, let’s do it! But before that, I want to up the tempo by teasing you some more.”
And with that, we were kissing passionately and caressed each other’s body.
I was very excited as I couldn’t wait to see Tanya’s expression when she finds out where we would be going later. And more importantly, would she flash the chef, or should I say Uncle Hock.
As we were getting ready, Tanya showed me her outfit, which was usually reserved for my eyes only at home. The thought of her wearing that in another person’s house really turns me on.
She decided against a spaghetti top as it was too obvious but opted for a loose sleeves with a big neckline opening and lots of room for a side boob view too if she raises her arms. As for her bottom, she went with this very up the buttcheck type of cotton shorts. I bet if she gets wet, there’ll definitely be a noticeable patch on the material.
“You look amazing laopor! Oh my god, I would die a happy man if I were to be the chef or waiter working there tonight.”
As for me, I was in my cotton t-shirt which best compliment my body – accentuating my upper body muscles – of course my aim was to turn Susan on. And my usual buttonless boxers for easy accessibility to the hungry cock inside.
We were all set and were heading to Susan’s.
“Laogong, I am a bit nervous.”
“Hehe, same here too. But it’ll be fun, trust me.”
“See, they are already erect even before we are there,” said Tanya showing me her erected nipples which were noticeable even through her hoodie.
I just smiled at her and thought to myself how Ah Hock would react when he sees that.
We got to Susan’s HDB.
As we were in the lift, there was this elderly couple with us too.
I could see the ahpek looking at Tanya’s fair legs which were practically on display. He then caught sight of Tanya’s faint pookie through her hoodie. I could see his eyes widening. He must be thinking, “knn, how come my time don’t have such things?”
After they exited the lift, Tanya said to me “The ahpek was leering at me just now..”
“How do you feel?”
“A little bit violated, but at the same time turned on that I am the object of sexual desire.”
“That is precisely how I want you to feel, that sexual arousal and for you to unleash it when I make love to you later, or whomever it may be…” and I just left that sentence hanging as I stepped out from the lift while I can hear a faint “huh?” from Tanya.
We got to Susan’s flat. To say I was not nervous would be a lie. I mean, I was about to take our swapping lifestyle to a whole new level – letting a zhi zhar uncle fuck my wife as I fuck his wife. And what is making it all the more exciting is that, Tanya does not even know yet.
“Ding dong” I rang the bell.
“Hmm.. smells good.. I can already smell the cooking,” said Tanya.
“I wonder what dishes are on the menu… hopefully has my favouri….”
And before Tanya could finish her sentence, the door opened and Susan’s face came into view.
Tanya turned and looked at me immediately with a confused face.
“Laogong… isn’t this…”
“Hi Tanya.. Hi Tom… welcome.”
“Yes, this is Susan’s place. And Ah Hock, her husband. They are the ones who invited us for dinner tonight – this is the omakase,” I said while trying my best to burst out laughing.
Tanya still looked confuse. Susan also was confused not knowing why I was explaining to Tanya where we were.
“This is my getting back at you for leaving you wet panties to lure me last week, remember?” I said softly.
“You…” Tanya’s face went all red, and she pinched my arm.
“Come in… come in.. don’t stand outside. Ah Hock is still busy in the kitchen.”
Susan ushered us in and sat us in the living room before excusing herself to get some drinks for us.
“Laogong! How could you?”
“Are you angry? Please tell me you are not…”
“Not really, just really surprised.. and I am utterly underdressed now, not to mention totally unprepared mentally for this dinner.”
“Don’t worry about the underdressed part. As for the mental preparation – you have already fantasised about it, me too – tonight is up to us and them, to see if we want to realise the fantasy. I am here, everything will be fine,” I said as I held Tanya’s hands.
“Really? Tonight could be the night?”
“Why? You’re not ready? If you are not, then just take tonight as a dinner to get to know them – no pressure.”
“But what about you? Are you ready to fuck Susan tonight? Here?”
“If you are ready, I am ready. We will do this together, if not, not at all.”
Tanya seemed relieved hearing that and to know that I will always be there to protect and to make her feel secure.
Susan came out with some soft drinks.
“Sorry I do not have much drinks at home and I don’t know what you like, if you want some beer later, we have as well.”
“Susan, I think I should formally introduce you to my wife, this is Tanya.”
“Aiya, paiseh, my hands are wet.. hello Tanya… welcome to our humble home, thank you for coming.”
“Eh don’t say that, paiseh only we trouble you all.”
They both exchanged pleasantries as they shook each other’s hands.
As that was happening, Ah Hock came into the living room.
“Ah Hock, come say hello,” said Susan, “this is my husband Ah Hock.”
“Hello Brother Hock,” I said to him respectfully as I extended my hand.
“Hello, Tom. Thank you for coming. Hello Tanya,” said Ah Hock.
“Hello,” was all my wife could muster as she lowered her head shyly.
This was the first time I saw Ah Hock so up-close. He was about my height – but because of his rotund figure, makes him look shorter than he actually is. Although slightly out of shape, I could see that he must be some kind of sportsman when he was young, could see the silhouette of a muscular figure which was now hidden by a slightly overweight body.
As for Susan, she was looking just the way I wish she would be. A simple t-shirt which I could see the outline of her bra and a simple pair of shorts. Her hair nicely tied into a ponytail.
“Ok, I better get back in to finish up all the dishes. We can eat soon,” said Ah Hock as he excused himself.
“Can I help you with your jackets, maybe I can hang them up for you?” said Susan pointing to our hoodies. She must be wondering why we were wearing that given the evening which was still hot.
“Oh ok,” I took the lead in taking off my hoodie while encouraging Tanya to do the same.
The moment I took mine off, I could see Susan was a bit taken aback to see me only in my boxers. Then she looked up to look at my gym-going body and that carved out a sweet smile on her face and she shyly turned away when taking my hoodie from me.
Without being insensitive, I turned to Tanya and helped her with her hoodie.
As Tanya was fixing her hair and handing over her hoodie, Susan was totally taken back by our co-ordinated outfit. What more she could see Tanya’s pokie.
“We thought since it is a home-cooked meal, we decided to dress like we are at home,” I said, trying to put Susan at ease. I wasn’t sure if she bought my explanation because it was obvious that I had something else in mind.
“Yes.. yes… I’ll go hang this and help Ah Hock. You take a seat first.” Said Susan hurriedly with her blushing face.
“Eh laogong, have we gone overboard?”
“I don’t think so. What’s the worse that could happen? For them to look at our body the whole night while having dinner? Isn’t that what we want? Or maybe we might encourage them to join us in dressing “comfortably”?” I said while adjusting my cock to make sure it has not peeked out from my boxers.
“And if I may add – laopor, you look amazing!” and I planted a kiss on her forehead.
“ok… but hey, I have not forgotten what you just did by pulling this surprise on me… you better watch your back..” she said cheekily.
We sat in the living room waiting for dinner to be ready. I made myself at home and started to walk up to a showcase cabinet which housed some photos.
I could see their studio wedding photo – Susan was indeed very beautiful. And Ah Hock was much fitter back then. And then I saw a photo of Ah Hock in a judo competition. I was right – he was a sportsman – and judo was his sport. That explains his muscular outline. I also saw some of Susan’s own photos with her family – oh my, I caught sight of a lady about her age, looking really pretty as well. Those kampung girl-next-door look, I suspect that must be her sister.
“Ok, dinner is ready.”
And as Susan said that, she appeared from behind the noren separating the dining area from the living room. She has changed into a pair of shorter shorts! Her top was still the same, but I could see something jiggling as she was walking towards us! She has taken the cue from us and joined us to dress “comfortably”!
As we walked behind her towards the dining table, I turned and looked at Tanya. And I mouthed to her “no bra”. Not sure if she got it.
Ah Hock joined us as he brought the last dish to the table.
After a lazy and long brunch followed by some groceries, we headed back home.
I fell asleep on the couch while channel surfing Netflix.
I was awoken by a very pleasant sensation. One that I have not felt for quite a while.
“Hello sleepyhead… looks like he is not sleepy though…” said Tanya as she was sucking my hard cock.
“Huh? Still hungry ah laopor?”
“Of course hungry la, we have not made love the past week leh..” she said and continued sucking me. “You don’t like it?”
“No.. of course I like it..” I took a glance at the time, it was almost 6pm. Of course we would have enough time to make love, but I didn’t want to use up our sexual energy now. I want to save it for later. But how am I going to tell Tanya without disclosing where we were about to go?
“Laopor… laopor?” I said in my attempt to stop her from blowing me but she was too in the moment.
“Laopor.. I have an idea how to spice up our night…” that piqued her curiosity.
“How laogong? Tell me tell me..” she said as she held my rock hard cock in her hands and teasing my cockhead with tip of her tongue.
“But you have to stop what you are doing first, if I cum now then no more fun later.”
“Ok ok..”
“Look, we are heading to someone’s home for dinner right? And it is meant to be home-cooked food. And although I know this is sort of like some atas omakase wannabe experience, I thought it’d be fun if we were to wear what we would normally wear at home.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“I mean, like for me it’s probably just a t-shirt and my boxers. And for you it’s usually your loose sleeveless top or spaghetti strap with a pair of comfy shorts, and without your bra and panties.”
“Eeeee… how to go out like that? Cant even get pass our neighbours without their hormone raging teenager son staring at me la. And what more when we reach the makan place later, even worse, in public. Don’t want, don’t want.”
“Listen to me… from home, we can put on another layer first, like maybe a light hoodie. Then when we reach that place we take it off. Then the whole night, I’ll be looking at you in covered only in those slim material with your pokies, and maybe you can flash me or even the chef later your pantiless pussy – laopor, you’d be in for a real hot night by the time we get home.”
“And you willing to let you cock peek out from your boxer opening to the waitress later? Assuming there is one there?”
“Yup I would, why not. This is the best opportunity isn’t it? We have always wanted to dress in a risqué way for a meal outside, but we never had the chance to do so.”
“Hmm.. I suppose you are right. In fact, I am getting wet thinking about the whole experience already,” giggled Tanya.
“But are you sure it is just the 2 of us and no other dinners?”
“Well, that was what I was told. If there is someone else there, then we just leave our hoodie on and play by ear. What say you?”
“You and your cheeky thoughts! I like! Ok, let’s do it! But before that, I want to up the tempo by teasing you some more.”
And with that, we were kissing passionately and caressed each other’s body.
I was very excited as I couldn’t wait to see Tanya’s expression when she finds out where we would be going later. And more importantly, would she flash the chef, or should I say Uncle Hock.
As we were getting ready, Tanya showed me her outfit, which was usually reserved for my eyes only at home. The thought of her wearing that in another person’s house really turns me on.
She decided against a spaghetti top as it was too obvious but opted for a loose sleeves with a big neckline opening and lots of room for a side boob view too if she raises her arms. As for her bottom, she went with this very up the buttcheck type of cotton shorts. I bet if she gets wet, there’ll definitely be a noticeable patch on the material.
“You look amazing laopor! Oh my god, I would die a happy man if I were to be the chef or waiter working there tonight.”
As for me, I was in my cotton t-shirt which best compliment my body – accentuating my upper body muscles – of course my aim was to turn Susan on. And my usual buttonless boxers for easy accessibility to the hungry cock inside.
We were all set and were heading to Susan’s.
“Laogong, I am a bit nervous.”
“Hehe, same here too. But it’ll be fun, trust me.”
“See, they are already erect even before we are there,” said Tanya showing me her erected nipples which were noticeable even through her hoodie.
I just smiled at her and thought to myself how Ah Hock would react when he sees that.
We got to Susan’s HDB.
As we were in the lift, there was this elderly couple with us too.
I could see the ahpek looking at Tanya’s fair legs which were practically on display. He then caught sight of Tanya’s faint pookie through her hoodie. I could see his eyes widening. He must be thinking, “knn, how come my time don’t have such things?”
After they exited the lift, Tanya said to me “The ahpek was leering at me just now..”
“How do you feel?”
“A little bit violated, but at the same time turned on that I am the object of sexual desire.”
“That is precisely how I want you to feel, that sexual arousal and for you to unleash it when I make love to you later, or whomever it may be…” and I just left that sentence hanging as I stepped out from the lift while I can hear a faint “huh?” from Tanya.
We got to Susan’s flat. To say I was not nervous would be a lie. I mean, I was about to take our swapping lifestyle to a whole new level – letting a zhi zhar uncle fuck my wife as I fuck his wife. And what is making it all the more exciting is that, Tanya does not even know yet.
“Ding dong” I rang the bell.
“Hmm.. smells good.. I can already smell the cooking,” said Tanya.
“I wonder what dishes are on the menu… hopefully has my favouri….”
And before Tanya could finish her sentence, the door opened and Susan’s face came into view.
Tanya turned and looked at me immediately with a confused face.
“Laogong… isn’t this…”
“Hi Tanya.. Hi Tom… welcome.”
“Yes, this is Susan’s place. And Ah Hock, her husband. They are the ones who invited us for dinner tonight – this is the omakase,” I said while trying my best to burst out laughing.
Tanya still looked confuse. Susan also was confused not knowing why I was explaining to Tanya where we were.
“This is my getting back at you for leaving you wet panties to lure me last week, remember?” I said softly.
“You…” Tanya’s face went all red, and she pinched my arm.
“Come in… come in.. don’t stand outside. Ah Hock is still busy in the kitchen.”
Susan ushered us in and sat us in the living room before excusing herself to get some drinks for us.
“Laogong! How could you?”
“Are you angry? Please tell me you are not…”
“Not really, just really surprised.. and I am utterly underdressed now, not to mention totally unprepared mentally for this dinner.”
“Don’t worry about the underdressed part. As for the mental preparation – you have already fantasised about it, me too – tonight is up to us and them, to see if we want to realise the fantasy. I am here, everything will be fine,” I said as I held Tanya’s hands.
“Really? Tonight could be the night?”
“Why? You’re not ready? If you are not, then just take tonight as a dinner to get to know them – no pressure.”
“But what about you? Are you ready to fuck Susan tonight? Here?”
“If you are ready, I am ready. We will do this together, if not, not at all.”
Tanya seemed relieved hearing that and to know that I will always be there to protect and to make her feel secure.
Susan came out with some soft drinks.
“Sorry I do not have much drinks at home and I don’t know what you like, if you want some beer later, we have as well.”
“Susan, I think I should formally introduce you to my wife, this is Tanya.”
“Aiya, paiseh, my hands are wet.. hello Tanya… welcome to our humble home, thank you for coming.”
“Eh don’t say that, paiseh only we trouble you all.”
They both exchanged pleasantries as they shook each other’s hands.
As that was happening, Ah Hock came into the living room.
“Ah Hock, come say hello,” said Susan, “this is my husband Ah Hock.”
“Hello Brother Hock,” I said to him respectfully as I extended my hand.
“Hello, Tom. Thank you for coming. Hello Tanya,” said Ah Hock.
“Hello,” was all my wife could muster as she lowered her head shyly.
This was the first time I saw Ah Hock so up-close. He was about my height – but because of his rotund figure, makes him look shorter than he actually is. Although slightly out of shape, I could see that he must be some kind of sportsman when he was young, could see the silhouette of a muscular figure which was now hidden by a slightly overweight body.
As for Susan, she was looking just the way I wish she would be. A simple t-shirt which I could see the outline of her bra and a simple pair of shorts. Her hair nicely tied into a ponytail.
“Ok, I better get back in to finish up all the dishes. We can eat soon,” said Ah Hock as he excused himself.
“Can I help you with your jackets, maybe I can hang them up for you?” said Susan pointing to our hoodies. She must be wondering why we were wearing that given the evening which was still hot.
“Oh ok,” I took the lead in taking off my hoodie while encouraging Tanya to do the same.
The moment I took mine off, I could see Susan was a bit taken aback to see me only in my boxers. Then she looked up to look at my gym-going body and that carved out a sweet smile on her face and she shyly turned away when taking my hoodie from me.
Without being insensitive, I turned to Tanya and helped her with her hoodie.
As Tanya was fixing her hair and handing over her hoodie, Susan was totally taken back by our co-ordinated outfit. What more she could see Tanya’s pokie.
“We thought since it is a home-cooked meal, we decided to dress like we are at home,” I said, trying to put Susan at ease. I wasn’t sure if she bought my explanation because it was obvious that I had something else in mind.
“Yes.. yes… I’ll go hang this and help Ah Hock. You take a seat first.” Said Susan hurriedly with her blushing face.
“Eh laogong, have we gone overboard?”
“I don’t think so. What’s the worse that could happen? For them to look at our body the whole night while having dinner? Isn’t that what we want? Or maybe we might encourage them to join us in dressing “comfortably”?” I said while adjusting my cock to make sure it has not peeked out from my boxers.
“And if I may add – laopor, you look amazing!” and I planted a kiss on her forehead.
“ok… but hey, I have not forgotten what you just did by pulling this surprise on me… you better watch your back..” she said cheekily.
We sat in the living room waiting for dinner to be ready. I made myself at home and started to walk up to a showcase cabinet which housed some photos.
I could see their studio wedding photo – Susan was indeed very beautiful. And Ah Hock was much fitter back then. And then I saw a photo of Ah Hock in a judo competition. I was right – he was a sportsman – and judo was his sport. That explains his muscular outline. I also saw some of Susan’s own photos with her family – oh my, I caught sight of a lady about her age, looking really pretty as well. Those kampung girl-next-door look, I suspect that must be her sister.
“Ok, dinner is ready.”
And as Susan said that, she appeared from behind the noren separating the dining area from the living room. She has changed into a pair of shorter shorts! Her top was still the same, but I could see something jiggling as she was walking towards us! She has taken the cue from us and joined us to dress “comfortably”!
As we walked behind her towards the dining table, I turned and looked at Tanya. And I mouthed to her “no bra”. Not sure if she got it.
Ah Hock joined us as he brought the last dish to the table.
“Paiseh ah, simple home-cooked food. Hopefully taste as good as when I cook at the store.” And as he said that, he took notice of our attire without our hoodies. I wasn’t sure if he could see Tanya’s pookie, but even without that, I was sure he was feasting his eyes on the sudden lack of cloth on Tanya, with her athletic toned body and smooth skin.
“I am sure it will be good, if not better,” I said as I looked at the dishes on the table.
There was steamed fish, teppan tofu minced meat, 2 different type of vegies, curry chicken and soup. I must say I am very impressed with the spread, what more I was really hungry.
“Come come eat… don’t be shy,” said Susan as she started scooping food for Tanya and I.
“Don’t worry don’t worry, we will help ourselves.”
And with that, the dinner with the Zhi Zhar couple began.
There was small chat around the dinner table – mostly the getting-to-know-you sort of topics – our jobs, where we came from, etc. At the very least the common topic among the ladies was they were both from Malaysia. So both ladies were talking away about what they miss about Malaysia and how their lives are different here in Singapore.
From where I was sitting, I could see Ah Hock was very much a reserved man. I wasn’t sure if he was shy, or he was just awkward with the whole situation. He was mainly just tucking in his food, served us and just making sure we had enough to eat and drink.
I had to bring him into the conversation and get him to be more engaged if we were to progress to anything further.
So I started asking him about his army days – considering that would be our only common topic. He didn’t say much, just about how garang his Encik was. But he did crack a joke though to say that how he wished can do co-ed NS and have like Ah Girls Go Army NS intake – confirm will boost all male NS spirits.
I found that quite funny. I think he was beginning to relax with having us around.
I then started asking him about his judo days.
That was when he really opened up – that must be a topic really closed to his heart.
I found out that he took up the sport at the young age of about 10years old, trained by one of his uncles who was a judo coach. Ah Hock said he really loved the sport as it kept him focussed and disciplined – and more so because he was not academically inclined. He thought he could do well in the sport and was hoping to represent Singapore. He was doing well in high school tournaments and was in the national championships when he was in poly. But then he said the money he earned from price money was not enough to support his family – his elderly parents and his younger sister who was still schooling. So in the end, he gave up his dreams and started working as a chef.
Listening to his story, I could sense his sadness in not being able to pursue his interest and sacrificing for his family. But I suppose that happens a lot to families, especially for being the eldest in the family. I shared with him my story as well of hoping to study in America but my parents could not afford it, so I ended up being a totally Made in SG product education-wise. Which now in hindsight, I didn’t regret it as our system is really good.
We bonded over our lost dreams as we cheers the Tiger beer in the balmy evening.
As we got to drink a bit more, Ah Hock got more animated and started showing his judo moves. As he was showing his moves, I could see the veins and muscles on his forearm. I knew that was one of Tanya’s turn-ons – men with veiny arms. I could see her looking intensely at Ah Hock as he was demonstrating his moves.
As he was moving about, Tanya noticed something flailing around in his nether regions. It turned out, Ah Hock, like many typical men, would go commando at home.
Tanya was looking at the outline of whatever that was moving inside – Ah Hock’s penis of course!
Just as he was so engrossed, Susan broke the momentum by suggesting they clear the table and bring out some dessert. We offered to help but Susan insisted we just sit where we were.
I needed to pee after so many cans of Tiger, so I asked for the toilet.
Susan showed me to the attached bathroom in their room. I was excited for a moment as I entered her room. It was nothing out of the ordinary but just the idea of entering her room got me excited.
After I finished peeing, I washed my face to freshen up. Then the panty-raider in me got excited. I saw a pair of black panties in a pail next to the sink.
Without even thinking, I reached out for the panties. I turned to the gusset, expecting to be met by some dried-up discharge.
But my oh my! It was my lucky day! The discharge was still fresh! It was quite thick. I brought it nearer to my nose and took a deep whiff. It was sourish and musky – the type I love!
Wait a second, the juices were still fresh. Could it be? Could it be that Susan just took this off after we arrived? Is she currently pantiless too? And potentially braless too?
I have to find out!
I took another whiff of her panties and exited the bathroom, not wanting to raise any suspicion.
I joined them at the dining table and Susan has made cheng-tng, the perfect sweet and cold dessert for a warm night.
As I was keen to see Susan’s pookie, and for my wife’s pookie to be even more obvious, I asked if we could have the dessert in the living room where the aircond is. Everyone agreed.
As we were all moving towards the living room, I made sure Ah Hock had a good glimpse of Tanya’s whole body, especially her shorts which were now hugging her buttcheeks after about an hour plus of sitting down.
We continued our conversation while having the cold dessert. I was pretty sure that the cold dessert and coupled with the aircond would eventually have some effect on the nipples of the wife.
Susan and Ah Hock then excused themselves to the kitchen to get more desserts out. I took the opportunity to tell Tanya of my discovery of Susan’s wet panties in the bathroom.
“What? You sniffed it?” she asked softly.
“Yea, of course I did. Got me in the mood I must say,” and I showed her my slightly erected cock.
“Eeew… keep that in!”
“I might want to flash Susan in a bit. Do you want to join me in flashing Ah Hock too?”
“What?? I dunno.. don’t ask me such questions now.”
“The night will come to an end soon if we don’t take any initiative – at the very least we could gauge if they are into it, if not tonight, maybe some other night. Anyway, we all know why we are here. We are definitely not here to discuss the Malaysian diaspora in Singapore, nor are we talking about the development of judo in Singapore.”
Tanya laughed.
“I know I know.. but how to initiate la.. so far we have not even gone anywhere near that topic. But I do know that Ah Hock is commando like us… hehe… I could see his thing moving around just now.”
“You did right? And I think Susan is braless too.. that was what I was trying to tell you before dinner started just now.”
“Oh really? I can’t tell. Her shirt is slightly baggy.. but you are right, I don’t see the outline of her bra.”
“So that’s why I wanted us to sit here.. so that we men can see your pokies under the cold aircond. But anyway, yours is already obvious. But I want it to be more obvious and I want you to show it to Ah Hock. And I want to confirm if Susan is also braless.”
Before I could continue, Susan and Ah Hock returned with more dessert and some fruits.
As we continued chatting, I slowly parted my legs slightly and let my boxer opening widened, just enough for Susan who was sitting next to me to see my cock.
Tanya saw what I did. What she then did showed me that she was also taking the initiative.
She put down her bowl and as she was talking to Susan, she undid her ponytail and re-tie it. This process would involve her raising both her arms, opening the side gap of her blouse for better viewing access and more importantly, made her pokies even more noticeable. There was no way that Ah Hock would miss such a show by Tanya. I pretended to be engrossed in the conversation with Susan and Tanya so as not to make Ah Hock shy in ogling my wife.
And boy did Tanya took her own sweet time in re-tying her hair.
I then took a sneak peek at Ah Hock, he sure was enjoying the show.
I wasn’t sure if Susan was aware of what Tanya was trying to do, but she sure saw Tanya sideboobs and also her pokies.
Tanya’s daringness must have aroused her because she then started to sit with her chest out more and it was then that I confirmed she was braless – her two beautiful pokies were out in their full glory against that pastel blue t-shirt she was wearing.
Susan noticed me looking. She gave me a smile.
By now, it would seemed that the wives have taken initiatives.
I thought it was time for me to bring this dinner to the real main course.
“Ah Hock, your body still quite fit. Can still see the outline of your muscle.”
“No la brother, long time cover in fat already. Susan always complain I fat. Not like you young man, see your arm muscles – so nice. This type confirm Susan like.”
“Your body if you start training again confirm within 6 months Susan will want you every night.”
Hahahaha.. we all laughed.
Then I continued.
“But look at your forearm muscle and the veins – how I wish I have those too. Those are Tanya’s favourite, right laopor?”
Tanya was slightly taken aback that I was trying to engage her for the first time that night in a direct conversation with Ah Hock.
“Hmm.. yea la, nice what, woman will sure feel safe with a man like that, correct or not Susan?” she dragged Susan in.
“Errr.. I think so… but Tom’s muscle better, can see his chest. Got the safe feeling.”
Then there was an awkward silence as everyone was just staring into the coffee table.
I thought to myself, we just got some momentum, cannot let it just die down like that.
Quick, think of something to say Tom!
“But I must say, all those muscles cannot compare to what our wives are showing us tonight, right Ah Hock?”
Ah Hock looked at me rather emptily.
“I mean look at their hot bodies.” I was taking a risk, not knowing if that would backfire.
After a while, Ah Hock said “Yes, I must agree. I mean, I wasn’t expecting you both to wear like this to the dinner, especially your wife.” It was clear that Ah Hock was still shy in addressing Tanya directly.
“You mean her without her bra right? And her really short pants.”
Ah Hock looked at Susan for a while, whom by now knew where I was heading.
“Yes, she looked really pretty and sexy.”
I could see that Tanya was blushing a little.
“Well, we dress like that because we know why we are here for.” I smiled.
“And Susan, you look very sexy as well. If I am not wrong, when we first got here, you were wearing a bra. But I realised shortly after that you have gone braless, am I right?”
Now Susan was blushing. My wife wanted to make her feel comfortable and started holding Susan’s hands.
“Yes, you are right. After you all arrived, I went into the kitchen and told Ah Hock what you both were wearing and I told her about Tanya’s nipples that I could see. Ah Hock got real excited and started groping my breasts and then he asked me to take off my bra.”
“Then, what about your black panties?”
“Huh? You saw that?” and she blushed even more.
“Don’t have to be shy. I know you purposely took it off right?”
Ah Hock eyes darted straight to Susan’s nether region as if trying to make out if she was truly pantiless.
“Yes, I took them off too because I knew Tanya was without panties, and I was aroused by that idea.”
“Ah Ching… you… nothing down there?” asked Ah Hock to Susan, whom now we know he calls Ah Ching.
And she nodded her head.
“And I actually saw very fresh pussy juice on your panties. And I love the smell.” I said to Susan, smiling at her.
My wife, as if in total sync with me, turned to Ah Hock, for the very first time and said to him “I am wet too now, do you want to smell me?”
Ah Hock got aroused by now as we could all see a tent pitching under his shorts.
I then took the opportunity to set some ground rules very quickly but in a light-hearted manner so as not to ruin the mood that has been building up.
“Ah Hock, looks like you have made my wife wet. And you are also getting hard for her. That is a good start. Look, we are all 4 adults here. If we have each other’s consent, then we should not let the hard cocks and wet pussies wait too long.” I pointed to my own hard cock which by now was peeking out from my boxer opening and I tapped Susan to look at it.
She did not shy away from looking at it.
“Laogong, I am ready to be with Ah Hock, that is if he is ready for me too.”
“Ah Hock, you ready?” I asked.
He nodded in agreement.
“How about you Susan? Are you ready to have my laogong make love to you?” Asked my wife back on my behalf.
Susan looked at Ah Hock. And she also nodded.
With that I gently held Susan by the back of her head, and slowly guide her towards me for a slow and sensual deep french kiss.
“Paiseh ah, simple home-cooked food. Hopefully taste as good as when I cook at the store.” And as he said that, he took notice of our attire without our hoodies. I wasn’t sure if he could see Tanya’s pookie, but even without that, I was sure he was feasting his eyes on the sudden lack of cloth on Tanya, with her athletic toned body and smooth skin.
“I am sure it will be good, if not better,” I said as I looked at the dishes on the table.
There was steamed fish, teppan tofu minced meat, 2 different type of vegies, curry chicken and soup. I must say I am very impressed with the spread, what more I was really hungry.
“Come come eat… don’t be shy,” said Susan as she started scooping food for Tanya and I.
“Don’t worry don’t worry, we will help ourselves.”
And with that, the dinner with the Zhi Zhar couple began.
There was small chat around the dinner table – mostly the getting-to-know-you sort of topics – our jobs, where we came from, etc. At the very least the common topic among the ladies was they were both from Malaysia. So both ladies were talking away about what they miss about Malaysia and how their lives are different here in Singapore.
From where I was sitting, I could see Ah Hock was very much a reserved man. I wasn’t sure if he was shy, or he was just awkward with the whole situation. He was mainly just tucking in his food, served us and just making sure we had enough to eat and drink.
I had to bring him into the conversation and get him to be more engaged if we were to progress to anything further.
So I started asking him about his army days – considering that would be our only common topic. He didn’t say much, just about how garang his Encik was. But he did crack a joke though to say that how he wished can do co-ed NS and have like Ah Girls Go Army NS intake – confirm will boost all male NS spirits.
I found that quite funny. I think he was beginning to relax with having us around.
I then started asking him about his judo days.
That was when he really opened up – that must be a topic really closed to his heart.
I found out that he took up the sport at the young age of about 10years old, trained by one of his uncles who was a judo coach. Ah Hock said he really loved the sport as it kept him focussed and disciplined – and more so because he was not academically inclined. He thought he could do well in the sport and was hoping to represent Singapore. He was doing well in high school tournaments and was in the national championships when he was in poly. But then he said the money he earned from price money was not enough to support his family – his elderly parents and his younger sister who was still schooling. So in the end, he gave up his dreams and started working as a chef.
Listening to his story, I could sense his sadness in not being able to pursue his interest and sacrificing for his family. But I suppose that happens a lot to families, especially for being the eldest in the family. I shared with him my story as well of hoping to study in America but my parents could not afford it, so I ended up being a totally Made in SG product education-wise. Which now in hindsight, I didn’t regret it as our system is really good.
We bonded over our lost dreams as we cheers the Tiger beer in the balmy evening.
As we got to drink a bit more, Ah Hock got more animated and started showing his judo moves. As he was showing his moves, I could see the veins and muscles on his forearm. I knew that was one of Tanya’s turn-ons – men with veiny arms. I could see her looking intensely at Ah Hock as he was demonstrating his moves.
As he was moving about, Tanya noticed something flailing around in his nether regions. It turned out, Ah Hock, like many typical men, would go commando at home.
Tanya was looking at the outline of whatever that was moving inside – Ah Hock’s penis of course!
Just as he was so engrossed, Susan broke the momentum by suggesting they clear the table and bring out some dessert. We offered to help but Susan insisted we just sit where we were.
I needed to pee after so many cans of Tiger, so I asked for the toilet.
Susan showed me to the attached bathroom in their room. I was excited for a moment as I entered her room. It was nothing out of the ordinary but just the idea of entering her room got me excited.
After I finished peeing, I washed my face to freshen up. Then the panty-raider in me got excited. I saw a pair of black panties in a pail next to the sink.
Without even thinking, I reached out for the panties. I turned to the gusset, expecting to be met by some dried-up discharge.
But my oh my! It was my lucky day! The discharge was still fresh! It was quite thick. I brought it nearer to my nose and took a deep whiff. It was sourish and musky – the type I love!
Wait a second, the juices were still fresh. Could it be? Could it be that Susan just took this off after we arrived? Is she currently pantiless too? And potentially braless too?
I have to find out!
I took another whiff of her panties and exited the bathroom, not wanting to raise any suspicion.
I joined them at the dining table and Susan has made cheng-tng, the perfect sweet and cold dessert for a warm night.
As I was keen to see Susan’s pookie, and for my wife’s pookie to be even more obvious, I asked if we could have the dessert in the living room where the aircond is. Everyone agreed.
As we were all moving towards the living room, I made sure Ah Hock had a good glimpse of Tanya’s whole body, especially her shorts which were now hugging her buttcheeks after about an hour plus of sitting down.
We continued our conversation while having the cold dessert. I was pretty sure that the cold dessert and coupled with the aircond would eventually have some effect on the nipples of the wife.
Susan and Ah Hock then excused themselves to the kitchen to get more desserts out. I took the opportunity to tell Tanya of my discovery of Susan’s wet panties in the bathroom.
“What? You sniffed it?” she asked softly.
“Yea, of course I did. Got me in the mood I must say,” and I showed her my slightly erected cock.
“Eeew… keep that in!”
“I might want to flash Susan in a bit. Do you want to join me in flashing Ah Hock too?”
“What?? I dunno.. don’t ask me such questions now.”
“The night will come to an end soon if we don’t take any initiative – at the very least we could gauge if they are into it, if not tonight, maybe some other night. Anyway, we all know why we are here. We are definitely not here to discuss the Malaysian diaspora in Singapore, nor are we talking about the development of judo in Singapore.”
Tanya laughed.
“I know I know.. but how to initiate la.. so far we have not even gone anywhere near that topic. But I do know that Ah Hock is commando like us… hehe… I could see his thing moving around just now.”
“You did right? And I think Susan is braless too.. that was what I was trying to tell you before dinner started just now.”
“Oh really? I can’t tell. Her shirt is slightly baggy.. but you are right, I don’t see the outline of her bra.”
“So that’s why I wanted us to sit here.. so that we men can see your pokies under the cold aircond. But anyway, yours is already obvious. But I want it to be more obvious and I want you to show it to Ah Hock. And I want to confirm if Susan is also braless.”
Before I could continue, Susan and Ah Hock returned with more dessert and some fruits.
As we continued chatting, I slowly parted my legs slightly and let my boxer opening widened, just enough for Susan who was sitting next to me to see my cock.
Tanya saw what I did. What she then did showed me that she was also taking the initiative.
She put down her bowl and as she was talking to Susan, she undid her ponytail and re-tie it. This process would involve her raising both her arms, opening the side gap of her blouse for better viewing access and more importantly, made her pokies even more noticeable. There was no way that Ah Hock would miss such a show by Tanya. I pretended to be engrossed in the conversation with Susan and Tanya so as not to make Ah Hock shy in ogling my wife.
And boy did Tanya took her own sweet time in re-tying her hair.
I then took a sneak peek at Ah Hock, he sure was enjoying the show.
I wasn’t sure if Susan was aware of what Tanya was trying to do, but she sure saw Tanya sideboobs and also her pokies.
Tanya’s daringness must have aroused her because she then started to sit with her chest out more and it was then that I confirmed she was braless – her two beautiful pokies were out in their full glory against that pastel blue t-shirt she was wearing.
Susan noticed me looking. She gave me a smile.
By now, it would seemed that the wives have taken initiatives.
I thought it was time for me to bring this dinner to the real main course.
“Ah Hock, your body still quite fit. Can still see the outline of your muscle.”
“No la brother, long time cover in fat already. Susan always complain I fat. Not like you young man, see your arm muscles – so nice. This type confirm Susan like.”
“Your body if you start training again confirm within 6 months Susan will want you every night.”
Hahahaha.. we all laughed.
Then I continued.
“But look at your forearm muscle and the veins – how I wish I have those too. Those are Tanya’s favourite, right laopor?”
Tanya was slightly taken aback that I was trying to engage her for the first time that night in a direct conversation with Ah Hock.
“Hmm.. yea la, nice what, woman will sure feel safe with a man like that, correct or not Susan?” she dragged Susan in.
“Errr.. I think so… but Tom’s muscle better, can see his chest. Got the safe feeling.”
Then there was an awkward silence as everyone was just staring into the coffee table.
I thought to myself, we just got some momentum, cannot let it just die down like that.
Quick, think of something to say Tom!
“But I must say, all those muscles cannot compare to what our wives are showing us tonight, right Ah Hock?”
Ah Hock looked at me rather emptily.
“I mean look at their hot bodies.” I was taking a risk, not knowing if that would backfire.
After a while, Ah Hock said “Yes, I must agree. I mean, I wasn’t expecting you both to wear like this to the dinner, especially your wife.” It was clear that Ah Hock was still shy in addressing Tanya directly.
“You mean her without her bra right? And her really short pants.”
Ah Hock looked at Susan for a while, whom by now knew where I was heading.
“Yes, she looked really pretty and sexy.”
I could see that Tanya was blushing a little.
“Well, we dress like that because we know why we are here for.” I smiled.
“And Susan, you look very sexy as well. If I am not wrong, when we first got here, you were wearing a bra. But I realised shortly after that you have gone braless, am I right?”
Now Susan was blushing. My wife wanted to make her feel comfortable and started holding Susan’s hands.
“Yes, you are right. After you all arrived, I went into the kitchen and told Ah Hock what you both were wearing and I told her about Tanya’s nipples that I could see. Ah Hock got real excited and started groping my breasts and then he asked me to take off my bra.”
“Then, what about your black panties?”
“Huh? You saw that?” and she blushed even more.
“Don’t have to be shy. I know you purposely took it off right?”
Ah Hock eyes darted straight to Susan’s nether region as if trying to make out if she was truly pantiless.
“Yes, I took them off too because I knew Tanya was without panties, and I was aroused by that idea.”
“Ah Ching… you… nothing down there?” asked Ah Hock to Susan, whom now we know he calls Ah Ching.
And she nodded her head.
“And I actually saw very fresh pussy juice on your panties. And I love the smell.” I said to Susan, smiling at her.
My wife, as if in total sync with me, turned to Ah Hock, for the very first time and said to him “I am wet too now, do you want to smell me?”
Ah Hock got aroused by now as we could all see a tent pitching under his shorts.
I then took the opportunity to set some ground rules very quickly but in a light-hearted manner so as not to ruin the mood that has been building up.
“Ah Hock, looks like you have made my wife wet. And you are also getting hard for her. That is a good start. Look, we are all 4 adults here. If we have each other’s consent, then we should not let the hard cocks and wet pussies wait too long.” I pointed to my own hard cock which by now was peeking out from my boxer opening and I tapped Susan to look at it.
She did not shy away from looking at it.
“Laogong, I am ready to be with Ah Hock, that is if he is ready for me too.”
“Ah Hock, you ready?” I asked.
He nodded in agreement.
“How about you Susan? Are you ready to have my laogong make love to you?” Asked my wife back on my behalf.
Susan looked at Ah Hock. And she also nodded.
With that I gently held Susan by the back of her head, and slowly guide her towards me for a slow and sensual deep french kiss.