Ep 5
Heng’s legs were better and so they decided that he would go first.
My wife did not bother to go and wear her panties first before she helped Heng down the stairs.
I guessed that she just wanted to get them downstairs as quickly as possible and moreover, they had already seen her without it earlier.
As Chin remained on the 2nd floor, I could not see what was happening but could hear what they were saying.
Priscilla: Tsk… watch where your hand is going…
Heng: I’m afraid that I’ll fall…
Priscilla: tsk…. ok… ok… slowly…. careful….
A short while later.
Priscilla: don’t do that or I will really leave you to go down on your own!…
Heng: heh heh …..
A minute later.
Heng: hey Pris… I can see up your skirt…
She did not reply to him and came back into the 2nd floor.
She then proceeded to help Chin down the stairs.
I came out from my hiding place and crept along the concrete railing before slowly peeking out into the stairs area.
Chin held the railings on the stairs with one hand while Priscilla was standing on the other side and supporting his arm.
He had placed his hand behind her waist and they descended the stairs slowly.
Heng was standing at the foot of the stairs and obviously peeping up her skirt. He was so pre-occupied it that he did not notice me. She knew that he was peeping but chose to ignore him.
Half way down, Chin moved his hand from her waist to her butt but she did not push his hand away.
Priscilla: tsk… aiyoh…. Uncle Chin…. don’t fool around…. if you fall, it’ll be bad….
chin: heh heh…. with you around, I’ll be fine…..
As they continued down the stairs slowly, his hand began to caress her butt.
When he moved his hand between her butt cheeks and pushed her skirt into her ass crack, she smacked his hand.
Priscilla: don’t do that or I’ll not help you….
He removed his hand from the middle section and chuckled.
Chin: heh heh…. ok… ok….
They were 3/4 down the stairs when he somehow lifted the back of her skirt up before grabbing her bare ass cheek.
Priscilla: tsk!…. Uncle Chin!…. not you also!…
She caught his hand and was about to remove it when he stumbled. She quickly held him with both hands and managed to prevent him from falling down the stairs.
Priscilla: hais!…. please be careful….
She sighed in exasperation but did not say anything more and allowed him to continued leaving his hand there as she focused on supporting him down the stairs.
Eventually they reached the first level.
Priscilla: ok… you have seen enough and you have touch enough…. I don’t want to see the both of you for the rest of the day…. so please leave now or I’ll call the police for molesting me….
Chin: orh….
He quickly retracted his hand from her.
She stood by the foot of the stairs with her hands on her hips and watched them leave the office
Once the glass doors were closed, she locked them and came up.
Priscilla: my goodness…. baby… you should have told me that they had been peeping at me….
Me: well, would there have been any difference?
Priscilla: at least I wouldn’t have gone downstairs without my undies…..
I moved over and put my arm behind her waist, pulling her body close to mine.
Me: but after you knew, you still didn’t bother to wear your undies and allowed Uncle Heng to stare….
Priscilla: that’s because they had already seen and I just wanted to get them out of this place as quickly as possible because I’ve been thinking of you….
She grabbed the tent on the front of my pants and I kissed her on the lips before sneaking my finger between her legs.
Priscilla: aahhh…..
Her pussy had dried up from the time since I withdrew my cock from her but I could feel some lubricant emitting now.
Me: so, you let Chin grab your ass….
Priscilla: er…. we’re on the stairs…. I don’t want to cause him to fall….
Me: really?
Priscilla: yes…. ahh….
She unzipped me and sneak her hand into my pants to grab my cock.
Me: I didn’t get to see… Did Heng also grab you?
Priscilla: yes…. and he also tried to lift my skirt but I stopped him….. aahh….
I already knew that Chin resembled her grandfather and she had been missing her grandfather very much ever since he passed on. So ever since she joined the company, she had always been a lot more accomodating towards Chin than anyone else.
I moved her back towards her desk.
There were some items and she pushed them away before sitting on it.
I lifted her skirt so that it was now around her waist with her pussy exposed.
I stood between her thighs and continued to rub her clit with my finger slowly.
me: what happens if they tell the others about it?….
Priscilla: aah…. no one will believe them…..
I pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders before pulling the top down. I gently grab one of her naked breasts and began to fondle her erected nipple.
Priscilla: aahhh….
She let off a louder moan and I was pleased that her sensitive nipples now seemed to react to my touches readily again.
Me: and if they touch you again?….
Priscilla: I’ll reprimmand them…..
She unbuckled my pants and together with my underwear, let them dropped down to my feet.
She then adjusted her body so that she was now sitting on the edge of the table.
My wife held my cock and used its tip to stroke between the folds of her pussy.
Me: they won’t stop…. unless you report them….
She did not reply.
She had already positioned my cock at the entrance of her vagina. She held my waist and pulled me into her. The tip of my cock pushed aside her folds and penetrated her wet pussy easily.
Priscilla: ahhhhhhh……
Unlike earlier when she made sure that her volume was low, she moaned normally now.
If anyone was on the first floor they would hear her but there was no one around.
I took off her dress, leaving her stark naked.
I was afraid that her desk might collapse the moment I started to fuck her and with my cock still impaled in her, I lifted her up and carried her back to the top of the stairs outside Mr Wang’s room.
I laid her on the lobby and began to fuck her in missionary position.
Priscilla: ahhhhhhh…… baby…. aaahhh…… aaahhhh…..
She grabbed her tits and began to squeeze them on her own.
Priscilla: ahhhhhhh…… baby… fuck me harder…. aaaahhhhh…..
It had been a long time she was feeling so horny and I complied.
I thrusted my cock into her furiously and she began to leak profusely.
Each time I pushed into her, there was a squishy sound.
*squish* *squish*
Priscilla: oh gawd….. ahhhhhhh…… yes….. aaahhh…. yes! that’s it!….. AAHHHHH!!!!!
The inner walls of her pussy began to grip my cock tightly and she closed her eyes tightly.
It was a relief to know that my wife was beginning to enjoy my cock again. I could not control myself any more and withdrew my cock as I shot my sperms onto her tummy.
Exhausted, I sat on the stairs next to her.
Priscilla: oh… baby…. it feels so good…..
Me: yes it does……
Priscilla: I’m going to thank Kristy for her ideas….
Kristy was my ex-girlfriend and was the pageant girl that I had mentioned earlier.
We were all in the same campus and CCA and my wife also knew her since back then. Kristy used to be my close friend before we got into a relationship but after we broke off, I avoided her did not meet her any more.
On the other hand, Priscilla became close to her instead. She told me that Kristy told her everything that happened between us but she still accepted Kristy as her close friend.
So Priscilla had known that I did not mind when Kristy sucked a security guard’s cock and allowed him to lick her pussy in front of me or even when she was fucked by another guy who tried to kidnap us right in my face, I was still considering to accept her back as my girlfriend.
On the contrary, after we got together, Priscilla, had never done anything out of the ordinary and was prim and proper.
Even though she loved showing off her beautiful legs, she had never done anything beyond that. So this was the first time she had done something outrageous and it seemed like it was due to Kristy.
Me: what do you mean?
Priscilla: er…. sorry baby… she asked and I told her that our relationship was stagnant… She gave me some ideas how to get you excited again….
Me: tsk… you shouldn’t have listened to her….
Priscilla: well, it worked, didn’t it?….
She reached out for my cock and started stroking me.
I had just ejaculated but within a few seconds, I could not believe that she managed to get me hard again.
I was still sitting on the stairs and she got up.
My sperms were still on her tummy and they dripped all over the lobby but she ignored it.
Still holding to my cock, she straddle across my thigh and lowered herself down on to it.
Priscilla: aahhh….
She began to ride me.
My stale sperms were now smeared all over her body and somehow I found it very primal and erotic instead of disgusting.
Looking down, her juices were leaking down my meatpole and onto my pubic hairs.
She was definitely very horny and I reached out to tease her nipples with my fingers again. She moaned even louder.
Priscilla: ahhhhhhh…. aaahhh…… aaahhhh…..
After a few minutes, her legs began to tired and by now, I had recovered from my exhaustion and found my second wind.
I lifted her off my cock and made her to hold onto the top of the concrete railings. I positioned myself behind her and began to fuck her from behind.
Priscilla: ahhhhhhh…… baby, harder…. aaahhh…. faster.. aaahhhh…..
Holding her waist, I did as she requested and my cock was thrusting in and out of her pussy at high velocity.
After ploughing into her pussy for 3 minutes, a tremble went through her body.
Priscilla: AAAHHHH!….. AAAHHHHH!…..
Suddenly her legs turned jelly and gave way under her. She sat on the ground as her legs continued to quiver and she continued through the tailend of her moans.
Priscilla: AAaahh….. aahh….. aahh….
I had not shot my second round but looking at the creamy lubricant she had left on my cock, it was delightful and gratifying.
I went out to the main area to collect some tissues before coming back.
We cleaned up and lingered in the office and did our work until it was time for dinner.
I left my car in the office and we headed out.
After dinner, we went to meet her friends.
Ep 6
10pm
We met up with Priscilla’s JC group of friends, Jiayi, Kaiwen, WeiDa and Gary.
I knew who they were because my wife had already introduced them to me when we were in the 2nd month of our relationship.
We were not expecting to see Fred, who had been working overseas for all these years. When he suddenly appeared, my wife was delighted.
Priscilla: OH!!!…. BEAR!! WELCOME BACK!!!!
He was 1.85m and fat. He looked like a bear and that was the nickname my wife had given him.
He first briefly hugged Jiayi and Kaiwen before having fist bumps with Gary, Weida and I before he turned to my wife.
Fred spread his arms and she hugged him.
I could see her breasts pressing into his chest but it was not the first time I had seen it as they were close friends and that was why her other friends had planned his visit to be a surprise for her.
Back when Priscilla was still a social media model, he had used her to practice his photography skills and at the same time, she got a free photographer.
A few years after that, he had became a fulltime photographer and I had seen his works which were rather good.
Since our wedding was a simple affair, we did not invite our friends. So when she told him after our event, he offered a free photography session for us as a wedding gift and we agreed.
I already knew that they were close friends but did not realized how close they were until the session.
When he held her hips to adjust her pose, she allowed him to. When he touched her inner thighs to reposition her legs, she did as he wanted and even when he put his hands on her boobs to adjust them in order to make her cleavage more visible, she did not seemed to mind.
After our photography session with Fred, she told me that they were students and were poor back then and from there, they had became close.
When it all started, they had used his room for her photos sessions.
Initially she went in and out of his room to change clothes in the toilet at the kitchen but his mum told them off because they were disturbing his grandmother who was ill. Priscilla either had to stop the session or stopped going out to change.
Priscilla was desperate to kick start with her social media portfolio and took a risk to change in the room.
She got fred to turn around before she change. When she had stripped down to her underwear, he did not try to peep.
This went on for over an extended period and over time, she trusted him completely. He made her feel that he was like a real brother to her and she had even changed in the nude with him in the room.
They continued with her photography session and she started allowing him to adjust her poses.
Although he was touching various parts of her body, he had never attempt to touch her private bits.
Since she did not have the uncomfortable feeling that he was touching her inappropriately, they had continued with this trusting relationship until our wedding photos that day.
The crowd was increasing and Gary brought me back to the present.
Gary: shall we get in first? it’s getting crowded….
Fred and Priscilla broke off the hug but he left his hand on the back of her waist.
Everyone agreed with Gary and we entered the club.
We found a spot and ordered our drinks before her friends started their catchup. They began to talk a little about what Fred was doing overseas and why he was back.
Fred: so now that you know I’m doing Boudoir photography, when are you going to finally do yours with me?…
Priscilla: nah…. I don’t think I will look good…. and you know that I’ve stopped being a model eons ago….
Fred: you can take it with your husband for self keeping…. and trust me you will look better than most of them…. come…. let me show you some stuffs….
He turned to the rest of his friends.
Fred: sorry guys, private stuff…. haha… Sam, come with us….
Still holding her waist, he led my wife away from the group and into a back corner where there were lesser people.
As he was much taller and holding his phone higher, my wife had to lean into him to see the screen. She had absentmindedly pressed her boobs into his arm without even realizing it.
He opened a folder and showed us photos of various naked men and women. All the photos were not crude but artistically taken.
When he was done showing us with these, he brought up some photos of Priscilla when she was very much younger.
Priscilla: oh my gawd! you still have these!!
They were taken when she was still a social media model.
Fred: see, you look good compared to those earlier models….
He flipped a few photos before coming to one when she was completely naked.
In the photo, she had turned her head to look at the few bikinis on the bed and her tits were on display with her bush also in the photo. It was obvious that she was changing her swimsuit halfway.
Priscilla: HEY!… when did you even take this!?
Fred: haha when you were changing lah….
Priscilla: how come I didn’t know?!
Fred: you were taking so much time to decide what you want to wear and I was bored….
Priscilla: tskkk!! How many more do you have?!… delete them!
She tried to grab his phone.
He extended his hand that was not holding the phone to prevent her from getting to his phone.
With their difference in size, it was not even a struggle but somehow in the chaos, his outstretched hand ended up cupping over one of her breasts.
She did not backed away and continued with her attempts to get his phone.
Fred: cilla stop….
Priscilla: give me the phone first….
In her struggle, her strapless half cup bra slipped down a little and I saw her pokie appearing on the other breast that was not covered by his huge hand.
He noticed it as well and changed the position of his hand that was holding her breast.
He pushed her bra down slightly and once her nipple appeared on the fabric of her dress, he pinched it lightly with his finger.
Priscilla: TSK!… HEY!….
She backed away from him and looked down.
When she realized that her pokies were showing, she quickly adjusted her bra back into position.
Fred: hahaha…. serve you right
She did not attempt to attack him again and cringed her face at him.
Priscilla: hmmphhff….
She turned and walked back to their group of friends.
He turned to me.
Fred: hey sorry man… I had to stop her….
Me: I know…
Fred: do you mind if I keep the photos?
Me: you have to ask her…. it’s her photos….
Fred: hmm… alrighty… I’ll speak to her again…. come, I’ll buy you some drinks!
We went back to rejoin the main group
Fred ordered a lot of drinks and after a few shots, Priscilla started talking to him again and did not mentioned anything more about her photos.
Ep 7
10.30pm
Since I was not part of their group, her friends individually came to offer me drinks at different time just to make sure I did not feel left out.
11pm
They were still offering me drinks and I had to excused myself to the toilet so that they would stop doing that.
I left my wife there with her friends.
When I returned, everyone were there except for Fred and my wife. I did not asked them and went off looking for my wife.
11.10pm
Almost immediately, due to his height, I spotted Fred at a quiet corner of the dance floor.
With the crowd in front of me, I was unable to see if Priscilla was with him but I had a feeling she was.
I got pushed my way through the crowd and got within a few meters away from their corner.
I noticed that she was dancing with him or rather leaning against the front of his body. His hands were on her waist and her back was facing the wall with no one behind her.
I went forward until I was standing behind him but he was still unaware of my presence. His huge body was blocking me completely from my wife and she also did not know I was there.
Somehow, my gut feeling told me not to announce my presence to them so that I could listen in to what they were saying.
priscilla: bear… don’t give me any more drinks… I’m drunk…
Fred: so when do you want to have your photography session?… I am free tomorrow….
Priscilla: I don’t want to do nude….
Fred: but I want to see your body again….
Priscilla: I’m not a model anymore…. and I’m married….
Fred: you saw that I’ve your nudes already….
He snuck a hand up between their body until he reached her breast and grabbed it.
Fred: and your body is even sexier now…. especially your tits….
Priscilla: you didn’t see them….
Fred: in this case I’ll have a feel to know if I’m wrong…
I had moved to the side to get a better look.
Just like earlier, he pushed her bra down a little until her nipple was uncovered before using his thumb to tease it.
She looked a little dazed and did not push his hand away.
Priscilla: mmm…. my boobs didn’t grow bigger and I’m still the same…. mmm….
After a minute, he moved his hand away.
Priscilla: see… I didn’t get bigger… hehe….
Fred: In the past, I told you that you have to shave…. have you started shaving?
Priscilla: hehe…. yes…. I did…
Fred: I’m going to check.
He lifted the front of her skirt and exposed her black thongs.
His huge body was blocking most of the view of her body from the crowd and he was confident that no one would catch them except that he did not know I was there behind him.
He then began to sneak his hand into the waist band of her thongs.
Priscilla: bear…. no. you can’t go in there….
Fred: but if you don’t want me to take your nudes photos, then how would I know if you had listened to me?…
Silence.
With the front of her skirt already raised up, her tiny thongs did not offered any cover of his huge hands. I could see his hands pushing downwards, past her pubic region, before he used a finger and touched her pussy.
Priscilla: aahhh….. bear… you can’t…. ahhh…
She tried to push away weakly but he held her back easily.
Fred: you had been letting me touch you in the past…. so why are you resisting?
Priscilla: no… I never let you touch there….. ahhh…. you can’t….
Fred: all the female models in the photos let me touch… you are also one of my models…..
Priscilla: I’m not them…. aahhhh….
I adjusted my position and was about to step in to stop him.
Fred: you are already so wet…. so…. OUCCHHH!!
She bit his hand and let go of her.
In that split second, she quickly pulled down her dress and backed away.
Seeing that she had managed to escape, I did not move forward and instead took a few steps back into the crowd behind me.
Priscilla: I’M SO DISAPPOINTED IN YOU!!…
She did not attempt to attack him and turned from him before groggily pushing her way into the crowd.
11.25pm
I flanked the other side of the dance floor and got back to the group just a few seconds before she did.
She came over to me immediately.
Her eyes were still clouded and she still drunk but she was able to speak coherently. Perhaps the scared she just had had woken her up.
Priscilla: baby can we leave?
Me: you don’t want to stay with your friends longer?
Priscilla: no… let’s go….
Fred appeared back into the group just as we were bidding her friends goodbye.
She stared at him and held my hand and we left the place without speaking to him.
Once we were out of the club, Priscilla’s drunkenness returned again but she did not head to the taxi stand immediately.
I helped her to a bench somewhere nearby and bought some water for her from a convenient shop.
11.45pm
After resting and drinking the water, she got more sober.
She told me everything that Fred had done.
When she mixed up some of the sequences, I did not correct her as I had to pretend that I had not seen the incident.
Priscilla: so can you help me to call the police? I want to report him….
I was taken aback that she had not wanted to report those old men earlier in the day but wanted to report her close friend now.
Me: baby, I know you are feeling indignant but hear me out first….
I went on to explain that he was her long time friend and that he was probably drunk. There were also a lot of procedures from the authorites and the consideration about how it would affect her group of friends.
I was not trying to protect Fred but I knew that if she got her close friend arrested, even though he molested her, she would also feel responsible and guilty after that for making the report.
I felt that it would be better just for her to be angry with him forever and at least she would not blame herself.
12am
After hearing all my reasons, she finally agreed not to call the police.
However, she decided that she would not want to have anything to do with him ever again.
We got into a cab and made our way home.
Ep 8
My wife was sitting behind the driver and laid her head on my shoulder to sleep as her drunkenness had not fully gone off.
I placed a hand on her upper thigh and slowly lifted her skirt until her black thongs was exposed.
Her legs were not crossed and were slightly apart.
I could see that the middle segment of her panties was still damp. It seemed like she must have been very wet earlier.
I replaced her skirt back in place and she remained fast asleep.
When the taxi stopped at our block, I woke her up.
12.20am
My mum was already sleeping.
Silently, we washed up quickly and Priscilla dried her hair before we got into bed.
The lights were switched off but the curtains were not closed and I could see her looking at me.
I leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
I was surprised that she responded because I thought that after being molested, she would feel disgusted to get intimate.
She was wearing a T-shirt and I reached underneath to hold her breasts. Her nipples turned hard instantly the moment I touched them.
Priscilla: mmm…..
After fondling them for a bit, I reached into her shorts and cotton panties. Her pussy was already wet and ready.
My wife broke off from our kiss and removed her shorts and mine as well.
She then sat up on the bed and holding to my cock, she mounted across my body before inserting my dick into her pussy.
She moaned softly as I penetrated her.
Priscilla: ahh….
This was the first time she had let off any sound at my parent’s place.
She proceeded to remove her T-shirt.
My bed was a meter away from the windows.
The panels were closed but the lights from the next block was illuminating her breasts as the curtains were opened.
Me: baby… the curtains are opened….
She did not start moving and spoke softly.
Priscilla: hmm… if you want, you go and close it….
When I did not move, she began to ride on my cock with her tits bouncing obviously right in front of the curtain-less window.
She had been prim and proper all these while and this was the first time that she dared to be topless in front of a window. Since she was game for it, it got me excited and I was not complaining.
I sat up and grabbed her tits as she continued to fuck me.
My wife did not have lots of stamina and after a few minutes, she tired out.
I made her stand up and go towards the window.
She shook her head and turned to face me.
Priscilla: baby, no…. that’s too obvious…..
Me: are you chickening out?….
Priscilla: but…. people WILL see….
Me: I thought you wanted to spice up our sex life?…. we can stop if you want?
Priscilla: tsk… I shouldn’t have listen to her…
Me: Kristy again?
She nodded and then turned around obediently and went to the window and I opened the panels.
Priscilla: baby!
She immediately squatted down and hid behind the wall under the window.
I told her that we were on the 8th floor and there was little chance that people from downstairs would spot us.
After a short contemplation, she finally stood up but kept her body under the window frame level. She held onto the frame and push her butt towards me.
I penetrated her from behind.
Once again she let off a soft moan.
Priscilla: ah…
I proceeded to fuck her in that position.
We could see the next block very clearly and if someone was standing at their windows, they would also see us.
It seemed like the excitement of getting caught was also affecting her.
Before long, the same squishy sound started to be audible each time I rammed into her pussy.
*squish* *squish*
She was getting very wet.
It took only us only another few minutes when she covered her mouth tightly.
Priscilla: mmmhhf….. mmpphhhff….
I could feel the contractions in her pussy as she had her orgasm.
Although she was still not vocal, her body reactions were completely different from the past. It helped to raise my excitment as well and I also did not take long to cum.
A minute later, I withdrew from her pussy.
It was coated with her juices but she took my cock into her mouth as I shot my load.
She milked my cock until I was completely emptied. I thought she would spit out my sperms but she swallowed it.
I closed the windows and when I turned back, she had already laid down on our bed.
She had drank quite a fair amount and it had been a long day for her.
By the time I snuck under the blanket, she was already sleeping. She must be completely exhausted because she did not even bother to wear her clothes.
I slept beside her.
Ep 9
29 Jul
Saturday
My mum had wanted to give us the masterbed room but we did not accept since we did not want to inconvenient her.
So every morning, we would go out to the common toilet that was in the kitchen to wash up.
9am
I woke up first but I did not wake my wife since she had quite a bit of alcohol last night and we had no plans for the day.
As per every Saturday, mum had gone to the market and when I exited my room, she was not around. I had asked her many times if she wanted us to accompany her but she refused. So we did not follow her.
I went to the toilet to wash up.
9.10am
After I was done, I returned to my room with the intention to wake Priscilla but she had already woke up.
In the past, she would make sure that she had her undergarments before she stepped out of the room even if mum was not around.
Today, she skipped the undergarments and just wore a loose fitting tank top, which showed off her pokies and side boobs, and a pair of loose fitting home shorts and headed for the toilet.
Since she was awake, I went out to the living room.
Just then, the main door opened and mum came back.
With her was a guy whom I recognized him as a handyman from one of the shops at the market.
I got up and helped her to carry the groceries to the kitchen.
Me: mum, what’s spoiled?
Mum: the washing machine is leaking…. so I got Tony to come and have a look….
me: I see…
Mum: Tony, this is the leak….
Tony: ok… I’ll have a look….
At this moment, my wife had finished washing up and opened the toilet door.
She was washing her face and had tied her hair as a bun behind her head.
There was nothing on the front of her tank top to hide her pokies and Tony’s eyes immediately stared at them for a moment.
Perhaps after all the incidents that happened yesterday, my wife seemed unaffected at all.
Priscilla: hi….
After she greeted him, she calmly walked to my mum who had started to unpack the groceries.
Priscilla: mum… can I help?
Mum: yes…
My mum noticed her pokies and took a glance at her sideboobs. This was the first time that mum had seen her wearing like this but did not say anything about it.
Mum: dear, can you put all these in the fridge?….
Priscilla: ok mum….
I had nothing more to do in the kitchen and before I went out, I saw Tony sneaking lots of peeks at my wife.
He took quite a while to resolve the issue and after I paid him the charges, he reluctantly left.
After that, I went to collect my car and returned home.
For the rest of the day, Priscilla and I stayed at home to help my mum with the house work and of course, she had since wore her undergarments.
That night, when we were back in our room, I had the chance to ask my wife about why she did not return to the room this morning even though Tony was around.
Priscilla: aiyah…. your mum just bought breakfast and groceries for us, I can’t just run off and leave her to do it…
Me: he saw your side boobs….
Priscilla: I can’t help it….. but did it excite you?….
Me: nah…
she grabbed my crotch and held onto my manhood that was already stirring.
Priscilla: caught you…. hehe….
She kissed me and that night, we had sex again.
30 Jul
Sunday
The next morning, we went to pray to Priscilla’s grandfather ancestral tablet.
Since young, Priscilla was taken care by her grandfather because her dad was a single parent and had to work. Her mum had disappeared after she was borned and my wife had no idea who her mum was.
After visiting the columbarium, we went to meet her father for lunch. He had since remarried and it was not convenient for us to visit his new family.
We hung out with him until it was late afternoon before we went home.
For the 3rd consecutive night, we had sex again.
31 Jul
Monday
After being caught that she went commando on Friday, Priscilla wore pants to the office.
The 2 old men were obviously disappointed and since no one asked her about anything about Friday, we were convinced that the old men did not tell anyone about the incident.
However, they tried to bring up the incident but she chided them for harassing her. After that, they did not say anything about it again.
Although she was annoyed, she still had to work with them and had no choice but to start chatting with them again.
2 August
Wednesday
As unlucky as I could be, after dinner, my car broke down.
3 August
Thursday
The next morning, Priscilla went to the office on her own and I took urgent leave and went to the workshop to find out what was wrong with my car.
The repairs came to the higher end of 4 figures because of the gearbox replacement and some piston issues. A full overhaul was needed.
I was a little tight with money this month because I had lost money on the crypto market and began to think about the payment for the repairs.
Mr Wang and Aunty Mary had invited the whole company to dinner and then a KTV session that night as they were going for a business trip next week to meet with a new supplier.
I did not join them as I was on leave.
I had already informed Priscilla about the cost for the repair and she could sense my unhappiness over the phone.
She also did not attended the company event and came home to accompany me after work.
Ep 10
4 August
Friday
For the first time in many months, we took the train to the office.
My wife was wearing T-shirt and jeans but had brought along a duffle bag. When I asked her what was inside, she refused to tell me.
5.30pm
Just like last week, only the 2 old men downstairs were left in the office.
My wife brought the duffle bag into the toilet.
When she came back out, she had changed her clothes.
On the top, she was wearing a padded skyblue bralette that showed off her cleavage and her flat tummy. Obviously she was not wearing a bra underneath.
For the bottom, she had a tennis skirt that was as short as the tight dress she wore last week except that this was flared.
She seldom wore the bralette as she did not like to show off too much of her boobs. As for the tennis skirt, I had not seen it before.
Me: baby… where did you get that?
Priscilla: I bought it during lunch on Monday
Me: er…. it’s short… are you wearing safety shorts under that?….
She turned around and lifted the back of her skirt. I could see her naked butt cheeks and the tiny string of her G-string disappearing between her asscrack.
I gulped.
Me: oh wow….. er…. why are you dressed like this?
She hugged and kissed me lightly on the cheeks.
Priscilla: you have been stressed over the repairs cost…. since it’s Friday, I thought that dressing like this will help to take your mind off the issue…. at least for tonight…
Me: yes it did…. thanks…
I lifted her skirt and squeezed her butt.
She grinned happily when I smiled.
Priscilla: let’s finish up here and enjoy our Friday night….
Since we were cash strap, we had our dinner at a cheap restaurant nearby.
8.30pm
We decided to head down to my brother’s bar for drinks since he would give me a big discount.
The bar was in Geylang. It used to be owned by my brother’s boss but after his boss decided to retire, it was now owned by my brother.
Gavin was not exactly my blood brother but actually my cousin. His parents passed away when he was young and my dad adopted him. He lived with us for many years but after he got involved in gangs and in and out of jail many times, he moved out of our house.
Nevertheless, my brother loved me and the last time I turned to him for help was when Priscilla and I became a couple. Of course I could ask him for a loan for my car repairs but after he helped me the last time, I decided that I would not bother him again.
As my brother was not very attentive to his phone, I knew that it would be useless to text him and we headed down directly.
When we arrived, Leng came out to greet us.
Leng: eh bruh, did the boss tell you that he is in Thailand with his girlfriend?…
Me: no… I’m not looking for him…. actually we’re here just for some drinks… do you have a table for us?
Leng: ok… can… give me a few minutes…
When my brother was not around, Leng looked after the place. There was another guy called Albert but he had since gotten married and was no longer helping my brother.
Leng came back shortly and led us to a corner table.
A waitress brought out half a bottle of liquor and some mixers without us needing to place an order.
Me: bruh, how much is this?
Leng: eh, the boss had told us that if you ever come, all these are on the house….
Me: oh… ok… thanks…
He showed me a thumbs up and left us alone.
My wife mixed some drinks for us and we began drinking and playing finger guessing games between ourselves
9.15pm
We stopped to take a break.
My wife got up from her seat and leaned over to tap my nose with the tip of her finger.
Priscilla: baby, wait here for me…. nature calls….
She took her bag and pranced merrily towards the toilet.
I saw a bunch of guys staring at her butt lustily.
A few minutes later, when she exited from the toilet, the same group of guys eyed her as she returned to my table.
She sat beside me.
Me: wow. you’re attracting lots of attention….
Priscilla: er…. we can leave if you want….
Me: no…. It makes me feel proud to be your husband….
Priscilla: hehe…. that’s sound weird but tell me the reason….
I placed my hands on my wife sexy thighs and stroked them gently.
Me: I’m proud that you chose me even though I am not rich, not smart, not handsome….
Priscilla: that’s because your sincerity and devotedness towards Kristy in the past had touched me….
I moved my hand between her inner thighs and slid up until I came into contact with her crotch.
In the process, I had pushed her skirt all the way up her thighs leaving her white G-string exposed.
I then used a finger to caress her pussy from the outside of her G-string.
Me: I only want to touch this…..
She leaned close to me and whispered.
Priscilla: I’ll rather you touch my pussy directly….
There was a twinkle in her eyes and I was surprised by her bashfulness.
Me: I want to but there are guys paying attention to you now…. someone might see…..
Priscilla: it’s too dark in here to see anything…. and even if they could, I don’t care… I’ll do anything you want me to….
I knew it was recklessness but she had given her approval.
I pushed the middle piece of her g-string aside. Even in this dim lights, I could see her pussy very clearly but I did not care if someone might notice what we were doing now.
I slid my finger down her slit and I could feel that she was wet.
Ep 11
9.20pm
Just then, a rather well dressed, good looking guy came over to our table.
He was one of the guys who were staring at her earlier.
My wife quickly replaced her G-string and pulled down her skirt. I moved my hand to her mid-thigh area.
Me: can we help you?….
Guy: can I buy you both a drink?….
Me: thanks but we still have lots left….
Guy: haha. sorry. that’s rather foolish of me to propose something without thinking. Anyway, I should have intro myself first. I’m Walter and actually, my intention is to ask if I can get your companion to sit with me for a while?….
Gavin’s bar always had some Vietnamese girls in the premise but they were not his employees.
Nevertheless, if they helped to sell any alcohol to his customers, he would pay them commission.
Aside from that, they were working ladies but he made sure that they would take any other businesses outside of his premise as he did not want to be liable for their dealings.
Due to what my wife was wearing today, this guy must have thought that she was one of them.
Me: excuse me… I think you have misunderstood but she’s my wife….
Walter: oh… sorry…. sorry…. I don’t mean it to be an insult…. I didn’t know she’s your wife…. sorry….
Me: it’s ok.
He did not leave and instead placed his crossbody sling bag on the table. It was slightly opened and through that, we could see a stack of $50 notes in there.
Walter: can I speak to your Mrs directly?
Me: sure….
He turned to Priscilla and spoke quickly.
Walter: Mrs, actually, I need help. My extremely important client thinks that you are gorgeous…..
Walter: Sorry. it might sound very rude but I’ll be candid here…. I’m willing to pay you $500 just to drink with us. Just drink… nothing else….
Walter: we won’t touch you….. Anyway, your husband can see everything from here and any time you want to return, you can just come over…
He was not asking her for sex and just to drink with them. $500 was an extremely good price because If he bring his client to a KTV, he could get up to 10 girls to sit with him for drinks and grab their boobs as well.
I had no objections and kept quiet.
Walter: …and I know the boss of this place.
He pointed to Leng.
Walter: I’ll speak to him and tell him that whatever orders we made, you will get some commission…
Priscilla: where are you sitting?
I had noticed him earlier but not my wife.
He pointed to the table next to ours and a guy waved.
She looked stunned for a moment when she realized that they were so near and if he had came over, there was a high chance that they had seen what we were doing few moments ago.
She was embarrassed for a moment but quickly caught herself.
Priscilla: that’s your client?
Walter: yes. He’s from overseas and came to visit.
She frowned and looked at me briefly before turning back to him.
Priscilla: I’ll help you for $800 and I’ll only sit for 30 mins and we must remain in this place.
She was not really comfortable around foreign guys and I was surprised that she would make a counter proposal.
Walter grinned happily
Walter: phew…. thanks!… you just saved me…. if not, I might have lose my important deal….
She leaned over and whispered into my ears.
Priscilla: baby, this is a chance to earn some money…. it’s not much but the $800 will help in the repair costs….
Me: baby, you don’t have to do that….
She put a finger on my lips and shook her head
Priscilla: I want to help and I’ll try to see if I can get more from him…. don’t worry, I’ll be fine.
She got up from her seat and Walter gave me $400.
Walter: I’ll give you the remainder when we’re done.
They walked over to his table.
Their table was just 3 meters from mine and I could vaguely hear what they are saying even with the music in the background.
Walter introduced his client to Priscilla and got her to be seated between them.
I caught that his client’s name was Ajay.
Walter left them alone and went over to Leng.
Ajay: so how long have you been working here?
Priscilla: I don’t work here and I don’t do they same things they did…..
Ajay: oh?… so what do you do?
She began to explain about her job.
Walter was talking to Leng and Leng looked at their table, seemed surprised before turning his head in my direction.
He told Walter to wait and came over to me.
Leng spoke softly so that the Ajay could not listen in to our conversation.
Leng: Bruh, why is your wife sitting with them?
Me: he’s offering her $800 just to drink with them.
Leng: wah…. $800? that’s hell of a lot of money.
Me: you know him?
Leng: Walter is our regular customer….
Me: how is he?
Leng: didn’t hear any complains about him from anyone. He also don’t create any fuss but high roller here. He offer the girls $100 tips.
Me: what does he do?
He shrugged.
Leng: customers won’t tell us the truth. so there’s no point to ask. anyway, he says he will pay her commission for every drink they ordered.
Leng: He asked me to charge to the bill and bill him. So if you’re fine with you wife drinking with them, I’ll put an extra 10% on their bill and leave you guys alone.
Me: sure. Thanks.
Leng went back to Walter and they spoke.
In the meantime, Ajay had already ordered a bottle of Macallan and was pouring a glass of liqour for my wife.
They began drinking and I turned my ears back to my wife’s table.
Ajay: hmm…. I see, you are not a pros…. but I saw him offering you money….
Priscilla: Walter come to speak to us and told me that you are from overseas and wanted to buy me a drink… it got me curious and since he offered my husband some cash, I thought why not….
Ajay: your husband?
He looked at me and I nodded.
He turned back to her and laughed.
Ajay: hahaha… I see. yeah. cash will always move people, as long as the amount is right…
It was insulting but she did not seemed to be affected.
Priscilla: Are you here for work?
Ajay: ah… no… I’m looking to buy a bungalow. Walter is my agent.
Now I knew why Walter was willing to take a chance and come to us and even offered money.
This foreigner was a rich guy and if Walter can get Ajay to buy a GCB, the commission will be very substantial.
At this moment, Walter returned to their table.
Ep 12
For the next few minutes, they talked about the local attractions.
When Priscilla asked him what his work was, he just told her that he owned some businesses back home but did not divulged what those were.
9.45pm
Ajay: you are drinking too slowly.
Priscilla: I’m just here just to drink…. and the speed I’m doing it, shouldn’t matters….
Ajay: haha…. I like feisty girls….
Walter automatically leaned towards her and whispered something to her but she replied him audibly.
Priscilla: $500 if you want me to consecutively finished 3 glasses of this….
Walter: er…. it’s too high….
Priscilla: well, up to you….
Obviously it was a ridiculous amount but she knew that they were rich and wanted to earn more money for me. If they did not accept, she would still have earned $800 already.
Walter reluctantly paid her the full amount and she fulfill her promise.
Ajay looked pleased.
Ajay: Walter, give me your bag….
Walter: har? … er…. but Mr Ajay….
Ajay: I know…. but I don’t have local cash now… I’ll pay you double of how much you have in there….
Walter hesitated for a brief moment and pass him the bag.
Ajay moved closer to my wife and whispered something.
She shook her head.
He said something to Walter and the agent came to my table.
Walter: er…. my client asked if you want to sit together…
I guessed that there was no harm to go over. Moreover, from my current position, I could not completely hear what they were talking about.
We went over to their table.
Walter introduced us and Ajay told him to moved over so that I could sit next to my wife.
Ajay then offered me a drink.
Ajay: finish it first….
I did and he turned to Priscilla.
Ajay: I’m very fair. I know are married and that’s why I got your husband here so that everything is on the table for discussion.
He turned to me.
Ajay: Sam, I want to buy the panties she is wearing now…. I’ll offer $300.
I almost fell off my chair.
I had known rich guys before but had never received such an audacious proposal.
It was a lot of money for a used panties. I could get them off the internet for between $100 to $150. $300 is more than double the standard market rates.
She shook her head again but he ignored her.
Ajay: So Sam, what do you say?
Me: er… she’s saying no…
Ajay: come on… I’m sure if you agree, she will too….
I was about to speak when she interrupted me. She was frowning as she spoke.
Priscilla: wow, you are a chauvinist, aren’t you?
He looked amused
Ajay: why so?
Priscilla: you ask my hubby but not me…
Ajay: well I asked you earlier but you shook your head and I guess that he will be able to convince you..
Priscilla: well, I shook my head because your offer is too low and you never ask me again and got my hubby to come over… anyway, $600 and I’ll give them to you….
I almost feel off my chair the 2nd time. The guy could even get laid for a lot less than that.
He chuckled.
Ajay: don’t you think that amount is exorbitant?
Priscilla: I don’t think so… I know that you want to buy my undies because you want to see what is underneath.
Priscilla: I’m pretty sure you want me to remove them right here and with my skirt being so short, in the process of removing my undies it is inevitable you will get to see…. something exclusive….
Priscilla: so the price is fair….
He grinned.
Ajay: you know, I can get a model for $600 in some places… but I like you… ok…. $600… and remove it here….
He took the money out from the bag and placed them on the table. With this, she had already earn $1900 in a short time.
In her seat, Priscilla was not facing the crowd.
Her hands went underneath her skirt. As her fingers hooked onto the waistband of her G-string, she lifted her butt slightly off her chair and pulled the white lingerie down her thighs.
When she reached the bottom, she lifted her feet slightly to remove the item.
She passed him the item and he looked at the middle section where her pussy was a moment ago.
It was still damp from my earlier stimulation of her pussy and he pressed his nose directly into it and took a deep breath. A moment later, he lifted his nose and licked that part.
She looked at him in disgust and was about to take the money from the table when he stopped her.
Ajay: hey…. the amount includes the “exclusive part” and I haven’t seen it….
When she removed her panties, she had been very careful not to expose herself. She was obviously hoping that he would not ask her about it.
She frowned before lifting her skirt slightly and letting it dropped again.
Ajay: come on… I’m paying you $600… it’s too fast and too dark, I can’t see anything… be fair to me….
Priscilla: tsk…. fine…
She looked around before pulling her skirt up until the top part of her slit was exposed.
She then spread her thighs slightly apart until her entire pussy could be seen by everyone around our table. It was mostly dry now but there were still some remaining moisture on it.
She looked very uncomfortable and 10 seconds later, she crossed her legs, adjusted her skirt and collected the $600 from the table.
Satisfied, Ajay got Walter to pour another round of drinks for everyone.
After we drank, I looked at my watch.
10pm
Me: er…. the 30 mins is up….
Ajay: ah… I forgot…. the time…. ok…. thanks…. for the entertainment….
Walter: Mr Ajay, you are good and do not need to ask them to extend the time?
Ajay: no need….. unless she is willing to do more…. I’ve still got lots of cash here….
Ajay smiled wickedly.
Ep 13
Priscilla: sure… I can stay here for another 30mins if you want but it’ll be another $800…
Ajay shook his head.
Ajay: I am not going to pay you to drink with me…. I don’t need to…. but if you let me touch your tits, I’ll give you another $500….
Priscilla: no… no touching…. I’ll let you have a look if you want for $700…
Ajay: $800 to touch
The price Ajay was offering did not make sense. For $800, he could fuck a local girl.
However, he was rich and had set his eyes on my wife and she was his prime target now. Money did not matter to him. I had heard of a rich guy burning $10k at a local flower joint just to hang flower on his preferred girl.
Priscilla: no….
Ajay: $900
She shook her head.
Ajay: $1000. This is my last offer. If you don’t accept, you can return to your table…..
Priscilla: $1200.
I was stunned and could not believe what I had just heard.
We had done such role play before when we were dating but I was the client then. Now, she had just made an offer for another guy to touch her. It was wrong but yet felt incredibily erotic and the area in my pants began stir.
Ajay: bye bye Priscilla….
She frowned.
Priscilla: fine. $1000.
It felt unbelievable that she had just agreed to let him touch her.
Ajay grinned and placed the money on the table. He then moved and sat even closer to her before placing an arm behind her shoulder.
Before she told him how he could touch her, he instantly pushed her bralette up and exposed her breasts. Immediately he grabbed them.
Priscilla: wait…. wait….
He took her sensitive nipples between his fingers and started to tease them.
Priscilla: wait… ahh…
Ajay was not expecting her moan and looked surprise.
He moved the arm that was on her shoulder down to under her armpit. He sneaked it in front and grabbed her other breast. Now, he had both her tits in his hands and was teasing her milk chocolate coloured nipples.
She cringed her face and closed her eyes.
He started to nibble at her neck. She had not agreed to it but somehow she did not push him away.
Earlier Priscilla had been holding her stand firmly and negotiating astutely with these guys and looked like she was in control but now, it seemed like Ajay had stimulated her enough to get her to breathe heavily and she let off another soft moan
Priscilla: ah…
By now, I was a bag of mixed emotion.
I had a weird mindset.
I did not mind if my wife or girlfriend was touched by others as long as they consented to it. To me, a body is just a vessel for the soul as long as her heart did not change.
However, watching this foreigner touching my wife felt like I was pimping her because there were money involved. It seemed like my wife was selling her body just to help me and it hurt my ego. Nevertheless, she made the decision and if I stopped her now, she would not be happy.
I could only watch silently.
As he continued to fondle her tits with one hand, he placed the other hand on her thigh.
Perhaps the alcohol was clouding her mind and her aroused body decided to move on its own, unexpectedly, she uncrossed her legs and allowed them to opened slightly.
It was a clear invitation to him.
He lifted her skirt and instantly inserted a finger into her wet pussy. In that brief glance, I was astonished to see how wet she was.
Once his finger was in her, she immediately opened her eyes and held the wrist of the hand that was touching her pussy
Priscilla: shit!…..
She pushed his hand away and it was well coated with her juices.
Priscilla: I didn’t say you can touch there!….
To be fair to him, he was civil and stopped touching her.
Her face was flushed as she pulled her bralette down over her breasts.
She took a tissue from her bag and lifted her skirt briefly to clean her pussy.
She kept the stained tissue in her bag and took the money from the table.
Ajay: Priscilla, I like you…. how much to ask you to come to my hotel?….
Priscilla: no…. no amount of money….
Ajay: I can pay….. 5 grand?
That was a lot of money. It was only those elite call girls that can command these prices.
My wife laughed.
Ajay: 10?
Priscilla: sorry…. we’re poor but that’s as far as I will go….. I won’t go to your hotel….
Ajay: 15?
Priscilla: The amount is really tempting but sorry, I really can’t….
Ajay: name your amount….
Priscilla: I really appreciate that you like me this much but I won’t….
She asked Walter for the remaining $400 and when he passed her the money, she kept it and turned to me.
Priscilla: baby, let’s go….
She was about to stand up when Ajay stopped her.
Ajay: wait. this is my card. call me if you change your mind. I can fly you down to wherever I am as well….
She took it and when she saw the details, she looked stunned for a moment.
Priscilla: er… ok thanks… I will…
The staff had cleared my drinks now and our previous table was taken over by 2 guys.
Apparently these 2 patrons had seen my wife tits when Ajay was touching her and winked at her.
Guy 1: nice tits…
Guy 2: babe… how much one shot?
She ignored them and just at the same time, Leng came over to us.
Once the 2 guys saw Leng’s imposing built, they stopped disturbing her.
Leng: bruh leaving already?
Me: yes….
I was pretty sure he had seen Ajay hugging her or maybe even realized that he was grabbing my wife tits but he did not ask me about it.
Leng: When he settle the bill, I’ll send you her commission…. and I’ll let the boss know you visited us….
Me: thanks….
We walked out of the bar.
Me: sorry that you have to go through that…. but you didn’t need to agree
Priscilla: I did it only because we needed the money….
I noticed that she used the word “we”. She did not want me to feel that I was the one who caused her to do it.
Priscilla: are you angry with me?….
Me: no….
Neither of us knew how to continue with this conversation. I did not want to ask her how she was feeling and perhaps she also did not want to tell me.
We just stood there and looked at each other in the eyes quietly.
30 seconds later, I spoke again.
Me: anyway, what does the card says?…
She showed it to me and I was stunned as well.
I did not recognized Ajay’s name but I knew the global company and his card stated that he was the CEO. Checking up of some social media site, he was indeed the person.
Me: wow…. he is the real thing….
She shrugged.
Priscilla: so what? I’m not sleeping with him…. baby, let’s go home….
We managed to flag a taxi and made our way home.
She was quiet in the cab and with the issue of my car repair cost mostly being settled, my mind was no longer stressed and started wandering.
I could not understand why such a rich person would come to such places like my brother’s bar as these would be considered run down to him but there was no way I could find out.
Although he had groped my wife but it was because of him that in less than an hour, she had earned $2900 for me.
With our savings, it was still not enough to cover fully for the repairs of my car but the repair amount was much smaller now and I should be able to find some ways.
Separately, I was astonished by how fast things had moved for her.
It had been just 1 week since she had started to spice up our sex life and she had changed dramatically since then.
Not counting that incident when Fred molested her, she had recklessly gone around without undergarments in the office and almost got into trouble with those horny old men
In the last hour, she had even allowed Ajay to touch her body.
These were definitely not part of her character that I had known over the years but I had also seen her aroused state and it was obvious that she was enjoying all of these new experiences.
When we reached home and closed the door of our room, she pounced on me.
Even though we continued to do it in stealth as my mum was at home, she was so horny that she came twice when I was just licking her pussy.
Eventually, when I fucked her, she told me she had lost counts of how many times she had her climax.
I was just glad that she was enjoying having sex with me again and never brought up the incident with Ajay any more.
I had done quite a fair bit of hanky panky in the clubs before but normally are in the bigger establishments.
the smaller ones are quite difficult but if it is crowded and everyone are doing their own things, then it is possible also.
Of course depends on the girl as well.