My Bet with my colleague (Part 25)

By ilikeoldchangke

I’ve never felt so embarrassed before in my life. It was such an awkward situation and frankly, I was a little angry at Joan for putting me in such a spot.

I did not have any spare clothes at Joan’s place so while I went back home to get changed and agreed to meet the 3 of them at Hougang mall for breakfast.

10am

We settled down for kaya toast and coffee at a local joint and started some casual chat.

It was just something really casual, about me, my family and where I stayed. Joan’s parents never asked anything I found hard to handle since it’s pretty much surface conversations.

Joan’s dad asked if I knew about her current situation and I nodded. He did not continue about Thomas after tha.

10.45am

We had drained our second cup of coffee and Joan’s mum asked if I could leave them alone for a while.

They wanted to talk to Joan.

I felt a light squeeze of my thigh by Joan before I said my goodbyes.

Joan text me that she’ll head over to my place after she’s done.

I went to the library, got a couple of books and went back home.

11.30am
My parents were already out for their last minute Chinese new year shopping and I could see Jasper heading to the shower.

I shut myself in the room and settled down on my books.

It’s been a while since I could spend a quiet weekend reading.

12.10pm

Joan came back and I ignored her when she walked into the room. She knew she was in a little trouble when I did not acknowledge her coming in.

I was a little angry and it was not hard to miss.

I continued flipping my books even though from the corner of my eye I saw Joan pouting and looking at me.

I was lying on my bed on my tummy, taking up the center spot, Joan decided to squeeze herself in beside me.

I continued to ignore her and she put her head on my shoulders, speaking in a soft squeaky voice.

It was hard to concentrate on my books but I persevered.

Joan was in a grey singlet that day, her light blue bra straps were visible and she was wearing a pair of teal coloured shorts.

As she paced around the room, there was this floating cloud of teal at the peripheral edge of my vision.

Joan : Oei…. James….. Angry ah ….

She paced around a little more before ransacking through my wardrobe.

Joan : James baby…… don’t angry la….

I wanted to grab her and hold her down but Jasper was still at home. In fact I was waiting for him to leave before I rape Joan.

She flicked through some of my clothes and pulled out 1 of my tie.

Dangling it in from of me, she gave me this smiley face which softened me drastically but I bit down hard on my teeth and kept my expressions clear.

Joan came over to the bed again and just laid down beside me, sulking away.

Just then my door opened and Jasper popped his head in.

Jasper : Yoz…. You guys want to have dinner together ? I got a voucher. Need 8 pax. I’m 2 short.

James : You treat ah ?

Jasper : Ya la ya la…

He looked at Joan for her reply and she replied in an obedient manner.

Joan : If James say yes, I’m ok. I’ll listen to him…

She said it in such a coy and soft manner than Jasper raised his eyebrow.

Jasper : Ermm… ok…. See you at 7pm. Clark quay.

I heard Jasper close and lock the door shortly after.

Now Joan is a smart girl, she knows her way to get to me and she plays her cards right.

The moment Jasper left, she went and took my tie from the cupboard again and began to sulk and tie herself up in a dramatic and helpless manner, moaning about how pitiful she is.

She coiled the tie around her wrist several times before getting on the bed, nudging and squeezing me out of the way to make space for herself.

I placed the book aside and look at her.

She had this sad frown on her face as she stretched herself out on my bed, pushing her tied hands underneath my pillow.

Then she gave me this doe eyed look and she twisted her legs as if she going to be in some photoshoot.

Joan : Don’t be angry la…… I’ll….. I’ll do anything….

She said in in such a dramatic manner than I felt it was a waste for her not to go into acting.

I locked the door and strip myself and I saw another side of her acting skills again.

Joan : Oh……. No…….. oh dear me…. Someone….. help

Her voice was so high pitched and whiny that it was comical.

I could not hold it any longer and I burst out laughing.

Joan tried to get up but I quickly straddled her and held her hands down .

Her voice returned to normal immediately and asked.

Joan : So…. No angry liao ah… So petty… where got man like that one.

James : It’s so embarrassing ok…

She tried to get up, wriggling her way free but I held her down.

Joan : Oei…. Since not angry liao… this is it… no more…

I laughed and I kissed her as she turned her head left and right to avoid me.

She tried struggling a little and it aroused me even more.

At the end of that session, Joan asked if I was aroused by her resisting.

Joan : You like ah ? This kind of sick scenarios…

I admitted that it was kinda different, brings out a different side of me.

James : What about you ? You like it ?

She replied that she sees it from another perspective.

Joan : I like the thought of being helpless… haha…

1.30pm

We cooked noodles for lunch and I asked her about her discussion with her parents earlier on.

Her mum wanted to put the matter behind so everyone can move on, so she’s pushing for Joan to resolve the issues as soon as possible.

The paper work is ready and her parents wanted to sit down and settled everything at one go with Thomas.

Her mum just wants to take things easy and not bother about the business anymore, she wanted Joan to take over but Joan had no interest at all in the business. The last thing she wanted was to become Thomas’ business partner.

Then again, it’s going to be such a pity if she were to sell a profitable business to Thomas.

It’s like being caught between a rock and a hard place.

Joan was supposed to set up a meeting with Thomas after the new year and she just did not want to think about the matter for now.

On a serious note, I too was wondering how would Joan go about sorting out the issue with Thomas. Knowing how stubborn she could be, there was no way it’s going to end well.

3.30pm

After a little more cuddling, we got change and made our way to town to meet Jasper for dinner.

Joan had on this long sleeve top with puffy sleeves. The material is really soft and the silver colour shimmered and shine under the light in this really dreamy manner.

I’m not talking about those shimmer similar to the costumes singers wear on the 7th lunar month performance, it’s something more classy, something more subtle.

Her pants tapered in a shapely manner towards the bottom, bringing out the best of her legs. After she slipped on a simple pair of low black heels, she was ready for a casual evening out.

Being the typical guy, I just threw on a top and jeans. Joan made me change twice before letting me out of the house.

Women …

We shopped around for a while, picking out some new year clothes. Joan made it clear that I do not need to visit her relatives during the festive season, her parents included.

It’s a little sensitive for her family especially not all of the relatives knew about the breakup.

Joan : My parents …. Actually wanted me to keep this new relationship hush hush…. At least until things die off…

Joan : You know those relatives….. they tend to talk a lot…

I told her I understand where she was coming from and not to worry about it.

James : You’ll need to visit the relatives on my side though.

She perked up when she knew she was invited but I immediately told her to split the red packet she collected with me.

Joan : Is money that important ?

I could sense where that was heading so I quickly change the topic.

James : You are more important…. Haha

I got a playful smack on my arm and we continued our shopping.

7pm

Joan and I reached the restaurant at 7pm sharp and were surprised to find out that we’re the last ones there.

Jasper introduced us and it was not had to notice where the eyes of all his male friends drifted to.

There was 2 other girls at the table though and I thought 1 of them looked quite cute.

Joan took the seat between Jasper and me, shortly after that, dinner was served.

Joan was really friendly and sporting, talking and joking with Jasper’s friends. The guys showered quite a bit of attention on her. I was not jealous, in fact I felt pretty proud of Joan.

My Bet with my colleague (Part 24)

By ilikeoldchangke

James : There’s a restroom in front…. Come la…

Joan laughed and said no.

Joan : No way…. You’re crazy… haha.

I tried to coax her, I even added a little pleading but she still said no.

It’s been a full week since we had sex and that bit of a morning walk seemed to have stirred up the monster in me.

I got a little touchy as we walk, stroking her back, letting my hand wander down to her shorts.

Joan knew what I was up to and she kept pushing my hands away.

Joan : No James….. don’t…. no…….. oei…. Don’t la…

I could not help it.

I could not resists touching her.

I looked at the beads of perspiration on Joan’s head and body and I blamed it on the hormones that she was releasing early that morning. Suddenly I just felt an erection coming.

As my hands wandered lower and got more daring , Joan laughed and she tried to keep a distance away from me.

From an arms length, to about a good 2 meters away.

I tried to close the distance, but she would giggle and step further away.

I tried to block her path, but she would feigned a move and get away.

We got so engaged in that little dance that she soon did not even allow me to touch her.

I tried to grab her hands, telling her let’s stop but she kept her distance, prancing around like a boxer in the ring.

Several joggers passed us by, and everyone. I really meant everyone that was male, looked at Joan.

The way her full breast jiggled, the way her leg muscles flexed and relaxed as she hoped and prance around.

7.00 am

The rising sun cast an orange glow on Joan’s face and body. The morning rays reflected off Joan’s perspiration as we continued our standoff.

I would reach for Joan, she would push me away.

I tried to grab her, she would either jump out my reach of grab hold of my hand.

7.10 am

10 minutes later, we were both panting.

Joan just giggled away while I could feel the rise of something primal in me.

It must have showed in my eyes when Joan suddenly wanted to stop

Joan : okok… let’s stop…

I bent down and tighten my laces

Joan saw what I was doing and it only took her another second to react.

She screamed and took off, running towards the direction of punggol park

I tightened the straps of the bag I was carrying and I took off after her.

It was just a normal run, Joan was laughing and screaming for me to stop chasing her but I ignore her screams.

Several joggers shot us a look but I did not care.

I caught up with Joan and I grabbed hold of her wrist. Turning her around, she laughed and scream.

I quickly loop my hand around her waist, pressing her body towards mine. Joan immediately used both her hands and push me back, fighting to get away from me.

I staggered backwards and I fell on my backside. I did not know what I was feeling at that point in time. I just felt like having sex with Joan.

Looking at her long legs, her tight bottom and her brightly coloured singlet. It turned me on in a perverse way.

Joan : James…. Stop… haha… don’t play already la…

I stood up and replied.

James : come here….. come here and I’ll stop……

Joan : Noooo… don’t la James….. stop it…

I took a deep breath, turned around to check that we’re alone and I made Joan a wager.

James : I bet….. you’re going to get raped today..

Joan laughed, slowly retreating a couple of small steps at a time.

Joan twisted her head to the left, and then to the right, stretching her muscles a little.

Then it happened.

She showed me her middle finger, laughed and replied me before she took off.

Joan : In your dreams James…

I took off immediately after Joan. I had that sudden urge to really hold her down and rape her that morning.

I could tell Joan really took off this time round, she opened up her pace, pounding up the pavement with me following a distance away.

We passed by the cafes in no time, both of us sprinting towards the underpass that goes beneath the expressway.

I caught up to Joan at the underpass and I managed to grab hold of her singlet.

She screamed and hit me, pushing me away.

If not for her laughter, the 2 joggers passing by would have really thought I was a rapist.

Joan managed to get away, putting a distant of 6-7 meters between us as she ran at full speed away from me.

My erection was in my way and I forced myself to catch up.

I caught up again to Joan near a section of the waterway that has quite a bit of pandan plants. We struggled, Joan scream and we pushed each other onto the grass patch, laughing and struggling for breath.

Joan tried to get up but I grabbed one of her shoes, pulling it away from her feet. She hit me and grabbed a handful of my hair, she too had a go at my shoes.

My left shoe got pulled out and Joan threw it away into the bush behind me.

I cursed and I quickly went in search of it.

By the time I got it, Joan had taken off again.

We ran for a good distance, neither one of us stopping.

I could feel my lung burning and screaming for air as it tried to close the distance between us. Joan took a shortcut, running up a hill and exited the waterway, heading straight in the direction of Rivervale plaza.

I was about 20-25 meters away.

I saw Joan desperately hitting the traffic light button and I took the opportunity to close the distance.

The lights turned green and she took off again.

By the time we got near to her place, I was totally drenched. My shirt was stuck to my back, I was panting like a dog and I felt like to got to release my pent up energy.

I wanted to grab hold of Joan’s long legs.

I wanted to press my face and nose on her wet and sweaty body.

I wanted to pull and rip her running shorts off her tight bottom.

I wanted to tear into her bright running singlet and take her on the floor with both our sweaty bodies against each other.

I saw Joan closing the lift door and I forced my aching feet to go on a little more.

Just that little bit more and I could have her.

There was no way she could hide in her place.

Once in that was it.

I’ll give her a really good session, I want to hear her scream my name as I hold her down, flip her on her stomach and take her from behind.

I could relish myself in her sweat stained clothes.

Play with her wet salty sports bra

I even wanted to tie her up, all sweaty and wet as she begged me not to rape her.

I tried to race up the stairs but my legs gave up on me.

I half hopped and limped up the 4 storeys and I kicked opened the staircase door with a wham.

I saw Joan closing the main door with a snap as I got to the corridor.

I immediately fingered my bag for the keys.

She had given me the keys.

I took a few deep breathes, taking my time to calm down.

I laughed outside the corridor, checking the time.

7.50am

I went to the window and cupped my hands, pressing my face to the panels with a boomed.

Boom ~

James : Joan ~~~ ……. Joan…… come out….

I laughed again, louder this time round as I paced along the corridor.

I repeated my actions and off it went again.

Boom ~…. The panels vibrated and shook as I tried to make out the interior of Joan’s place.

James : Joan ~~~… you cannot hide forever….

I used my leg and shifted the new timber cabinet, dragging it along the concrete floor and I hoist myself up, peering into the house from the top window.

James : Joan….. where are you ~~ haha

I jumped off with a thud and decided it was enough.

I unlocked the gate with the key and swung it open.

I unlocked the cylinder of the main door and pushed the door open, hearing the familiar creak of the old hinges.

There were no one in the living room.

I was about to head straight for Joan’s bedroom when I saw something that made me stopped in my tracks.

I froze.

I wanted to dig a hole and hide.

Right by the door, were 2 large luggage.

My hand went to my mouth and I took a cautious step towards the kitchen.

I saw Joan grinning and trying to stifle her giggle as she stood behind her mum and dad, both her hands on their shoulders.

Joan : Mum…. Dad,….. Meet James…

She gave me that priceless look and added.

Joan : James….. here’s your nightmare… haha

With that, she laughed so hard that she sat down onto the kitchen floor.

I immediately gave a slight bow and greeted her parents.

James : Uncle,….. Auntie…

James : Ermm… i…. I can explain…

Joan’s dad shook her head and told us to go wash up and get changed. We could all have breakfast together.

When her parents left the kitchen, I did a mock strangling sign at Joan, and she just laughed.

Joan got up, walked over to me and I could see her checking out the area behind my back to make sure her parents went into their room.

She walked closed, really closed to me such that our bodies touched.

With her face right in mine, she gave me this really coy and mischievous look.

Joan : Still……. Want to… rape me ? …

She let her index finger brush lightly over my deflated and shrunk manhood before walking right by me.

I turned and replied.

James : More than ever….

My Bet with my colleague (Part 23)

By ilikeoldchangke

She tried to resist, turning me on even more. I held her hands down and entered her.

It’s quite embarrassing actually, I came within 5 minutes.

We were both exhausted and we fell asleep after cleaning up.

Thinking back, I guess you just got to accept the reality that the 1st time will probably not be that mind blowing.

It’s your first time.

Come on.

You are not familiar with each other’s body, you don’t even know her likes and dislikes.

Which are the positions that turn her on ?

Which angle suits both of you ?

Which are the buttons to push ?

So many questions, no answers. I can only slowly figure them out one by one.

20th Jan 2013

Sunday

11am

I could not remember what time we fell asleep but it was already 11am when we work up.

My family had all gone out, leaving only Joan and me at home.

We washed up and immediately head out for breakfast as we’re starving.

12.30pm

We went back to Joan’s place. I did a bit of reconnaissance and made sure the place is clear before we headed up.

The corridor was in a mess, the show cabinet in shambles and shoes were all over.

Joan opened the door and realised the main door’s bolt was left unlocked.

Thomas must have tried to open it again to see whose inside.

Joan immediately went to check on her phone which she left on the table. There were 126 miss calls.

The most I’ve ever seen in my life.

About 117 from Thomas alone.

The others were from Joan’s friends and 8 from Joan’s parents.

Joan : Shit…. My parents must be fuming mad they could not reach me.

She immediately dialled and it was obvious she got a scolding from her parents.

Joan spent about 20 minutes on the phone as I cleaned up the corridor, threw away the useless stuff and set up the new shoe rack for her. It could not hold as much shoes as before so we made the decision to get another one later.

1.45pm

Joan was saying her parents wanted her back in their relative’s place that day.

I was unwilling to let her leave and I could tell she wanted to stay too.

We went to Joan’s room and had sex for the 2nd time. It was a lot better, and we both spent a good amount of time exploring each other’s body.

I asked her what she liked and she asked me the same thing.

By 4pm, we were horny enough for another go and we did it again.

5pm

Joan’s phone started ringing and she had a hard time convincing her parents why she wanted to stay.

It ended with a quarrel before she hung up.

Joan : Can I stay at your place for a few days ?

I gave her a cheeky grin and agreed without a thought.

Joan packed some of her stuff and we left her place at 6pm for dinner before grabbing another timber shoe cabinet from a neighbourhood stall.

We dropped it off at Joan’s place before heading back.

My mum was more than happy to know that Joan would be spending a few days with us and she sat down with a list of dishes she wanted to cook for her that week.

10pm

Joan was on the phone with her mum for quite a while that evening. Needless to say her dad was not pleased at all with her decision but she argued that she’s no longer a little girl.

I cringed in my seat when I heard “ boyfriend “, “James “ , “ just got together “ in snippets of the conversation.

After Joan hung up, I took the opportunity to ask her what her parents were like.

She gave me a sly naughty grin and replied.

Joan : Oh… you know how friendly your mum and dad is to me…..

She gestured a little with her hands

Joan : They really made me feel welcomed and part of the family…. And there were so much laughter and smiles….

Joan : And the really relaxed atmosphere of your house….. Your parents hardly bothered us…..

Then her face changed a little dramatically and said;

Joan : My parents are the exact opposite.

I had no expressions on my face but it was not hard to guess what I was thinking.

Joan gave me an awkward smile and told me everything would be fine, they’ll like me for sure.

I have my doubts though, which parent would so easily trust another guy especially one which has been with them for 10 years actually beat their daughter up.

It’s not going to be easy.

James : They sound just like my nightmare.

She prodded me with her feet and scolded me for describing her parents in that manner.

We slept shortly after.

21st Jan 2013

Monday

6.30am

Joan woke up together with me that morning even though she did not need to head to work. She prepared breakfast, ok, it’s applying jam unevenly over 2 pieces of bread and a 3 in 1 coffee, but it’s still breakfast.

She kissed me before I left and I asked Joan if she was ok staying at home with my mum.

She shrugged her shoulders and wave me off.

When I got home at 9.30pm that day, Joan was making lanterns with my mum in the living room, getting the house ready for the Chinese new year.

After my shower, my bed was made, the aircon was on, and the moment I got into bed, Joan came and gave me a shoulder massage.

I was suspicious immediately of her intentions and after a little pressing, Joan said her parents wanted to meet up with me.

James : Don’t you think this is a little fast ?

I got a smack from Joan.

Joan : You think too much James,….. they just wanted to see what kind of person you are…. You’re nowhere close to the actual interview….

We chatted a little about work before sleeping.

That week flew by, and I reached home at close to 11pm each day.

By Wednesday, I noticed all the new year decorations are up and the house is really spick and span. Even the tops of the shelves were clean and dusted.

My mum’s constant praises in the group chat left me no doubt who was the greatest contributor to the spring cleaning.

By Thursday evening, I saw Joan’s key chain had 2 additional keys. I teased her about it and demanded a set of her house keys too.

I reached home at 11.20pm on Friday to see Joan and my mum watching a Korean drama together , both of them had swollen eyes and boxes of tissues in front of them

I shook my head and went to take a shower.

I entered my room to see my keychain too had 2 additional keys.

The hectic week left me drained and I was looking forward to the weekend.

When we snuggled up that night,Joan suggested a morning walk along the waterway and I agreed.

26th Jan 2013

Saturday.

6.00 am

Joan dragged me up early and I agreed only because she said I could have a afternoon nap undisturbed later in the day.

We got changed and took a slow walk to Punggol park before taking the park connector along the waterway. The journey to the promenade took us close to 45 minutes since we strolled slowly, taking in the fresh and cool morning air.

Joan wore a pair of short running shorts that morning, showing off her long and toned legs. She had a new pair of trainers that is white with streaks of baby blue. Her socks was a cute pair with spongebob prints and she had on a bright pink running singlet.

Her black sports bra was pretty much exposed as her singlet’s armholes are quite big.

She strapped her belongings to a chic and small fanny pack around her waist and tied her hair up in a high ponytail.

During the walk, Joan caught me several times giving her the look and she had to smack me around a bit .

James : Eh… it’s dark…. Nobody’s around…

It was obvious what I was suggesting as we got nearer to the promenade with the cafes and fastfood restaurants.

My Bet with my colleague (Part 22)

By ilikeoldchangke

It’s been so long since I felt that humanly warmth engulf my manhood. That feeling is really hard to describe no matter how I tried.

That initial touch of her lips sliding down, coating your most private region with her warm saliva, then without warning, the tease of her tongue is enough to make me shiver in pleasure as I sit spread legged on the bed.

I was excited, aroused and definitely horny seeing Joan bent over me. Her soft silky hair tickled my thighs as her head tried to manoeuvre herself into position.

It was barely 2 minutes after it started when I started to get this weird feeling.

Something was wrong.

I tried to decipher what it meant and I figured out after a min or so.

Something was definitely wrong.

I knew instantly that it was not going to end well and I bit my lips, forcing myself not to laugh but I could not. My body shook as I giggled and I instantly felt a tight slap on my thigh.

“ piak “

James : Ow….
I could feel Joan trying again but it’s not going to work.

I giggled again and this time round, my erection died off, my dick deflated a little and I could feel the condom slipping off me.

When Joan brushed back her hair and glared at me, I was giggling no more.

She was visibly irritated but it was just so silly that I could not help laughing.

Joan tried to put the condom on for me using her mouth, I really appreciate it but she got it in the wrong way, it only slide down just a little before it got stuck.

She did not realise it was wrong and she kept tugging and trying to pull it down, when she eventually was aware of the mistake, she tried to pull it out but my erection had started to die down and the whole condom just sort of float back into her mouth.

She spit and left it on my as she got up to glare at me.

James : Sorry… sorry…. Let’s try that again…

Joan pushed me away and pulled the blanket over herself. I threw away the used cap and started on a good 10 minutes of coaxing and cooing.

I found out that it was actually the first time Joan tried something like that, and her reason for doing so was that because it was for me.

Partly it was also because I’m a lot younger than her, she thought that younger people would want something more adventurous and kinky rather than a normal intercourse. When she said she actually surfed to research this, my heart soften and melted.

James : Sorry… I erm….

I stroked Joan on her arms, trying to coax her again before she would even turn to look at me.

She squinted her eyes at me before hitting me on the head for being insensitive.

I part tugged part nudged Joan back onto her knees although she’s a little unwilling.

Her unwillingness to engage me again turned me on in this weird unexplainable way.

It’s like I felt this kick, this indescribable high as I in a way, forced her to do it for me.

I could feel the swell of my manhood as Joan lowered her head again in a pout, a little hesitant, probably afraid something embarrassing might happen again.

My dick throbbed and shook as I nudged and pressed her down onto me, forcing her to take my dick into her mouth.

Joan : armphhh… ermpphh.. orumppphhh…..erngghh…

The blowjob without the condom was so much better. The feeling of my naked dick brushing against Joan’s mouth, her lips, her tongue sent waves after waves of euphoria into my brain.

I tried to recall images and incidents of my encounters with Joan before we got close.

I remembered the time when we quarrelled over a project in the meeting room.

I remembered the time when I thought she looked a little proud and stuck up when she came dressed in powersuit for a presentation.

I remembered the time when she turned up in black stockings and a tight blue dress for our annual dinner.

And yes, I remembered the time she teased me for looking at her legs in office.

All these images flooded my sick mind as I nudged and pressed Joan’s head down onto my dick.

Her hair fell like a waterfall of silk treads around my entire private region, the very movement of her head caressing my thighs, my pelvis, my dick and yes, my testicles. That softness, the smell of her shampoo, the warmth of her mouth.

It gave me this feeling of being in control.

As I immersed myself in the suction of Joan’s mouth, I could not help but remembered the blowjobs I’ve had in my life.

I consider myself really lucky to have quite a few given by girlfriends, flings and even friends. I’ve had enough to even classify them into a few categories.

First, is the shampoo girl.

It’s a really wet and sloppy blowjob, but the problem is she doesn’t swallow her saliva. It just flowed and flowed and flowed endlessly onto my dick, giving it a saliva fondue and my pubic hair a through shampoo.

Next comes the surgeon.

The way she cleaned my dick up, I almost felt like I’m going in for surgery.
First the soap when we shower, then it’s a through flush of running water. Next came a body scrub with bath salt, then it’s a pat dry with towels.

Right before we begin, it’s another wiped down with wet tissues.

I had no complains the moment it began though, it was with surgical precision that I came, moaned and groaned like a little girl.

Then comes the drug abuser.

She had a really powerful suction and fastest head movements, it was comfortable, it made me cum, it was amazing but besides making me cum, she made herself puke. Try shaking your head to and fro at high speed while sucking on something if you are curious.

I shall skip the Sze chuan spicy steamboat session I had with a PRC student.

It was not enjoyable.

Joan oh Joan.

Hers was a nice and slow rhythmic movement, really slow and sensual. You can feel every suction, every movement oh so gentle.

There is just 1 problem.

I cannot cum at that speed.

After about 10 minutes, Joan stopped and raised her head, massaging her jaw and mouth.

I laid her down on the bed and brushed back her hair.

We kissed and I wasted no time, I spread her legs with mine and prepared for entry.

I caressed her full and supple breast after I unhooked her bra. The tender mounds of her love pillows felt so good and bouncy in my palms that I could not resist squeezing and kneading them as our tongues fought.

I took another condom and capped myself.

I pulled down her panty and I noted that a good portion of it was already damp.

I immediately dove back in and I could feel the welcoming warmth of Joan’s vagina waiting for me.

It only took a gentle push and I could feel her vagina’s muscles doing the rest of the work as slide into her slippery and wet love hole.

I let out an uncontrolled moan as I feel the grip of Joan’s tight muscle on my manhood as it slips deeper and deeper into her.

I just went all the way in as I watched Joan’s lips parted and her eyes closed. Her head turned sideways, exposing her long neck as she took in a sharp breathe of air.

We kissed again for a minute or so before I could no longer take it. I started to withdraw before going back in again. I humped a couple of times and I realised there was another problem.

You must be wondering why there was so many problems by now, I’ll tell you why.

Two adults on an old timber frame for a super single bed that’s probably as old as I was is bound to give you problem.

I could hear the creaking of the bed with each thrust.

Creak…. Creak… creak….

Joan immediately slap me several times on the arm , asking me to stop.

Joan : Oh my god… James !… your bed…

James : It’s ok….. no one can hear.

I did a few more and the creaking grew louder.

Joan tapped me a few more times, trying to push me back and stop me but I went on.

Creak….creak…. creak….

Joan : James stop…! It’s so loud….

James : It’s not loud…. Cannot hear one….

It was then both our phone beeped at the same time.

It was Jasper in the family group chat

Jasper sms : ………………………

Joan smacked me several times on the head, saying that it’s so embarrassing.

I half push, half coaxed her onto the mattress on the floor and I pinned her down.

Joan :Oei,…. Crazy liao ah … oei… James…

I entered Joan again despite her protest and before long, I worked up a suitable rhythm.

My Bet with my colleague (Part 21)

By ilikeoldchangke

1.50am

I went on top of Joan, and she stroked my face as I went close for a kiss.

That was the first time I tasted her lips.

Our faces were so close that I could feel her breath on my face and yet I was just staring at her.

Part of me still can’t believe what was about to happen.

Joan suddenly asked me a question

Joan : Do you love me ? ….

James : Which man, in his right mind…… would say no…..especially when he’s in this very position…. Haha

She laughed and gave me a playful slap.
Joan : You and your nonsense….

I reached for a condom, waving it at her and she just smiled.

We kissed again before I broke off our lips.

It was only fair I asked her the same question.

James : Do… do you love me ?

She just looked at me and smiled.

She hesitated for that half a second before her lips opened again.

Then Joan did something I totally did not expect her to do.

Joan : You…asked me if I love you…

She sang.

She actually sang me a song.

I was totally taken aback.

I never expected her to do what she did.

Her voice is so different when she sings. It’s like a healing balm for the soul.
I watched her lips moved, I watched her looked at me and she went on.

The soft tenderness of her vocal felt like a warm blanket in the cold aircon room.

I hung onto every word, every lyric, every note.

As she went on, she smiled and her eyes watered.

I simply froze where I was.

When she finally stopped, she answered my question.

Joan : Yes James….… I love you….

She hugged me, pulling me close to her.

After a short embrace, Joan let me go and she took the condom from my hand.

She held it in front of me and said.

Joan : Think….. very very… carefully… before you answer me James….

Joan : Do you love me ? ……haha.

I decided to return her the favour and I started to sing the same song in a totally off tuned and disgusting voice.

James : You ~~ ask…. Me…~~~ if I love…..you~~

She laughed and tried to stuff the condom into my mouth in a bid to stop me from singing.

I stopped her and I tried to do the same for her.

She resisted but I could feel her slowly giving in to me.

Then she tore open the wrapper and waited.

I put it near her mouth and I saw her tongue came out. I gave the wrapper a little squeeze… and off it went into Joan’s mouth.

She just smiled and I felt her hands pushing me off her so I could sit up.

I got up, leaned back and look back up at the same ceiling I stared at last week,

I felt my boxers go and the cold air of the room hit my privates.

I closed my eyes the moment I felt the surreal warmth of Joan’s lips and the condom being unrolled onto me.

I must have accumulated some good karma in my previous life too.

My Bet with my colleague (Part 20)

By ilikeoldchangke

Joan burst out laughing, slapping her knee and I giggled a good deal too.

Thomas stayed out of sight for a while and after what seemed like 1 minute or so, we wondered did he hit his head and faint or something.

Then Joan suddenly gripped my hand, her gaze was directed not towards her corridor but towards the parked car at the bottom.

A woman emerged with phone in hand, she looked upwards as she answered.

She was scantily dressed, her choice of clothes and the branded Chanel bag she held on so dearly screamed PRC.

She wobbled on her high heels on the pavements quickly towards the lift lobby. Thomas must have called her for help.

I was about to turn to Joan when I saw her grabbed a brick from some potted plants along the corridor we were hiding at and started running down the stairs.

James : Fuck…

I immediately got up and ran after her.

James : Joan…!!… Joan !! wait.. please…

We were on the 5th floor of the opposite block and Joan flew down the steps, brick in hand.

She took 2 steps at a time, jumped the last 4 steps and kept going.

I did my best to catch up to her, calling out her name along the way. I did not dare to be too loud, trying my best to direct my voice at her.

James : Joan wait… wait… Joan!

It was amazing how fast both of us tore up that 5 floors of steps, I could feel my feet and thighs burning when I jumped the last 5 steps onto the ground floor.

I landed on both feet and staggered forward a few steps.

Joan was only a couple of meters ahead of me.

I sprinted, opened up my steps and managed to grabbed Joan’s left hand.

James : Joan wait !… wait.. please.

She shook me off effortlessly and continued on.

I thought she wanted to smash the car but I was wrong.

She went straight for the lift lobby of her place.

I was panting hard, perhaps it was a mix of adrenaline and fear, I caught up to Joan and I managed to wrap my right arm around her waist.

I went around the moment Joan made a dash forward, the momentum drove a sharp pain into my right shoulder blade.

I held on, gripped and literally lifted Joan off the ground, retreating towards the opposite block. I was desperate to get some cover.

It was then Joan struggled in the opposite direction and I felt the swing of her arms.

I looked back and saw the brick fly towards Thomas’ car the moment Joan called out

Joan : Bloody bitch…

My heart almost dropped as I followed the trajectory of the brick.

My balls shrank and immediately went back to normal size when I saw Joan missed and it only hit the frame of the rear wheel.

Joan was still fighting to go forward and she left me no choice.

I set her down, took a deep breath and did a fireman lift on her.

Joan : ARhghhhh…James… let me down….arghhh..

I ran.

I really ran as fast as I could in the opposite direction of Joan’s place and estate.

Joan struggled, hitting my back.

It brought back memories of my artillery drills back in my army days.

I ran.

And I ran..

I could almost hear myself shouting

“arti….atri… arti “

At that moment, I believed in Karma.

I really did at that moment in time.

Joan was desperate for me to put her down, she reached into my shorts and she started tugging and pulling at my underwear.

Joan : ARghh.. arghhh.. arghh….

The tugging sent waves of pain and sensations I could not describe to my balls and manhood and I slowed down considerably.

As if pulling was not enough, Joan had to shake it side to side.

Joan : ARghh… put me down.

I finally slowed down to a crawl and set Joan down.

I knelt down immediately and I hugged Joan on her leg, looking up at her with my eyes wide open .

Joan : arghhhg.. so angry… why did you stop me…

Joan saw me hugging onto her leg without a word and asked if I was ok.

I wanted to speak but no words left my mouth.

Joan shook herself free and went to the nearby bush and started stomping and kicking exclaiming how angry she was.

I reached into my pants and I slowly feel my exposed butt cheeks.

I unrolled the twisted clump of fabric on my butt cracked and slowly sat down on the floor and looked up into the skies.

That day, I had been punished.

I was punished for all the wrong doings I had done.

Joan came over and asked if I was ok.

Joan : Are you ok ? ….

She helped me up and I replied.

James : My….. underwear….. became a G-string….. what do you think ? …

She apologised and helped me to a nearby bench. We were both quiet for a good 5 minutes she burst into laughter first.

Then I joined her.

At the stroke of midnight, both of us were just laughing at the bench, clutching our at stomachs.

We calmed down enough to grab a cab around 12.30am in the morning.

I got home and everyone was already asleep.

Joan wanted me to shower first and I did.

I showed her the deformed underwear with the top elastic band all loose and she laughed, chucking and snorting in the bedroom.

Joan went ahead with her shower and we were both ready for bed at 1.15am.

Her hair was still wet, I watch her tilt her head to the side, trying to dry her long hair with the towel.

Yes, she wore my work shirt again that morning. I could see through my shirt to the bra and underwear beneath.

She saw me looking at her and she smiled.

I locked the door.

No one will barge in that morning.

There’s no reason for things not to work out in my favour.

1.30am

Joan got into bed, and I followed suit.

No I did not immediately rape her, I was not that horny yet.

I knew in my heart that the moment was upon us.

I laid down beside Joan, and we were just smiling in a silly manner at each other, neither wanted to make the first move.

We chatted a little, and laughed again at the stupid things we have done.

My Bet with my colleague (Part 19)

By ilikeoldchangke

My mum kept asking Joan if the food was ok during the meal.

Is the soup too salty ?

Is the vegetables too spicy ?

Is the meat too sweet ?

Joan smiled with every reply, adding that it’s all nice and good, but she did not stop there, she added that the dinner my mum cook had something special.

Joan : There’s the 家的味道。。 very homely.

The smile never left my mum’s face that evening.

7.45pm

Joan and I retreated to the room and I brought out my old lego set I used to meddle with.

Together we recreated a simple model of Joan’s place and her immediate surroundings. We laughed and fought for the pieces we wanted to represent us.
I selected a lego piece with a frown and moustache for Thomas and placed him at the model depicting Joan’s corridor.

Joan took a look at the figure and she pulled out his head.

Joan : Looks so much better now.

I went over my plan with Joan and she made some adjustments and comments along the way. Now that she’s on board, certain shortcuts can be taken.

It’s a lot easier for me to set everything up too.

We went through the plan twice and did a dry run with the lego models, laughing and giggling along the way how funny it would be if everything worked accordingly to our plan.

At 9.00pm that day, I got changed into black running shorts and t-shirt and I put on my running shoes. I even chose a black underwear.

Joan saw my attire and asked what was I up to, I replied her honestly that I learned something from a very good friend of mine back in school days.

Joan : Wah… you ninja ah…?

James : If you are up to no good…. Gear up….. Be prepared to run.

Joan : Hmm… good advice… where is your friend now ?

James : Jail…. He out ran the police many times …. He was 1 of the best VCD seller at bedok interchange when we were in secondary school.

Joan hit me on my head and asked what happened then.

James : You can run 10 times, 100 times… the police just need to catch you 1 time. Game over.

I lugged the items to the main door and gestured to Joan that we’re ready to go.

As we entered the lift, Joan look at her get up in the reflection and said.

Joan : I also want to change.

I laughed said of course.

We hailed a cab and arrive at Joan’s place at 9.45pm. I directed the cab to 2 blocks away, just in case Thomas decided to camp near Joan’s house.

I checked that the coast was clear and we lugged all the items up.

Our roles were clearly split even before we left the house and the moment we reached, we sprang into action.

Joan opened the door and we carried the wooden shoe cabinet into the house.

She set up the laundry rack along the corridor and left me on my own.

I told her to head to the convenient stall and get me 2 bottles of water and a packet of condoms, and to remember to get the receipt and ask for a plastic bag.

Using the tools I bought, I took apart the top piece of the shoe cabinet and flipped it over.

I cut lines after lines along the middle of the top half using a cutter, causing the chipboard to flake and come loose with every cut.

I did it till almost half way thought the thickness of the top cover.

I removed the mid vertical support for the interior of the cabinet, with the support gone, you can no longer hold up the rest of the horizontal planks but it doesn’t matter.

I let all the shoes pile on top of one another and I replaced the top cover.

I opened the door and carefully moved it back into place.

My shirt was already drenched with perspiration by then and Joan happened to get back with the items I needed.

We opened both bottled of water and drenched the men’s shirt over the sink before wringing it dry and hanging it on the laundry rack on the corridor.

I asked Joan for a set of her lingerie that Thomas would definitely recognised as hers and we did the same thing before hanging it at the laundry rack.

I placed the cheap man’s shoes outside the main door and Joan added a pair of her flats beside it.

I had about ¼ of water left in my bottle and Joan had about half. Using the lipstick, Joan left some lipstick marks at the mouth rim of the bottle and smudge some on the bottle cap.

I checked that everything was done and I asked Joan to get changed while I clean up the mess we made so far.

11pm

Joan came out in a pair of black Yoga pants, commenting that it felt a little tight.

Joan : Die… put on weight liao…

I looked that the pair of black pants hugging Joan’s bottom so tightly that I suddenly wished I was the one holding up her firm bottom.

She wore a black running singlet but had on lime green sports bra.

As she put on her running shoes, I composed the message to Thomas using the sim card I bought online.

James sms : Hi Thomas… You gimme namecard in office. I think I see Joan. She stay sengkang is it ?

I hit sent.

Almost immediately, my phone rang but I rejected it.

It rang again and I hit reject again before I draft a message.

James sms : Sorry… I don’t want to be involved… but can you gimme $300 catering voucher for next month if I tell you where is Joan ?

Thomas replied immediately

Thomas sms : No problem. Can. Where is she ?

James sms : I see her walking with a guy…. I at sengkang now…. Near rivervale plaza…

Thomas sms : Where ? Which block ?

James sms : Confirm can gimme the voucher ?

Thomas sms : Can.. I can give you cash if you want too…where is she ?

James sms : no need. The voucher you put at reception… I go take.

Thomas sms : Can… where is she now… ?

James sms : They walking around the hdb block… donno go where…Joan stay near here ?

Thomas dropped me a message with Joan’s address and I replied that they look like they heading over to that block.

James sms : They going up liao… are you coming ? if not wait you say I lie ?

Thomas immediately replied that he’s on his way.

James sms : Okok. I think they go in lift liao…. Good luck…

I stopped my messaging and I signalled to Joan that it was time to go.

She left her room light on, and placed her phone in the middle of the dining table on ring mode.

We shut door and placed the 2 bottles of water inside the plastic bag. I bunched the bag down, arranging it such that it gave an appearance that we were in a hurry and left the bag on top of the shoe cabinet.

I made sure the receipt is prominently displayed, sticking it to the side of one of the bottle.

We had already kept the condoms in Joan’s room.

We crossed over to the neighbouring block and found a vantage point 1 floor above Joan’s unit. It gave us a good view her corridor and the road below.

We giggled and laugh in excitement and we were both imagining how the scene would play out.

We chatted and kept looking down to the road below.

It was about a 20 minute wait.

11.45pm

Joan grabbed my hand and nodded her head towards a car pulling into the small road. It turned head into the rubbish bin area and the engine and lights went out.

Thomas got out and I saw him walking briskly towards the lift lobby.

Moments later we saw him at the corridor.

He plastered his face on the window again and he reached for his phone, presumably dialling her number.

He must have heard the phone in the house because he literally slammed his face back against the glass, trying to make out where the sound was coming from.

He went from panel to panel and I could see him keep repeating his calls.

It was then then he took notice of the water on the shoe cabinet and we giggled as we saw him ransack through the bag , no doubt snooping to see what Joan was up to.

He turned around and saw the laundry rack,

He took a closer look and no doubt must have noticed the men’s shirt drying on the rack together with some of Joan’s lingerie.

Then it happened.

Thomas shifted the shoe rack again, moving it towards the part where the top hung window is opened.

I could feel Joan squeezing my hand while she chuckled that it was going to happened.

And it did.

I was half expecting Thomas to get up on the cabinet before falling down but when Thomas pressed down the top panel to hoist himself up, it collapsed with a loud smack and we saw the comical sight of him disappearing from view totally.

My Bet with my colleague (Part 18)

By ilikeoldchangke

11.45am

It was an early lunch and the first comment I had when I saw the spread was where was the yusheng.

James : Eh where’s the yusheng….. can lou hei already….

I gestured to the table to food and asked my mum.

James : You cooked reunion dinner ah ?

She ignored me and shouted for my brother and my dad to come out for lunch while she change out of her cooking top.

I saw my brother come out for lunch and I shouted in his direction.

James : eh You siao ah ? …At home eat lunch gel hair. ?

Jasper : Aiyah… you mind your own business la.

He smiled and took the seat beside Joan.
My dad emerged next with a new haircut and my eyes just widened in disbelief.

He saw me look at him and added,

Dad : What’s wrong ?

James : Nothing….

My mum came out shortly in a nice top and joined us at the table.

I took a look around the dining table and realised everyone was quite well dressed except me.

I’m not talking formal wear but at least decent.

I was wearing a crumpled pair of berms and a tshirt with a hole near my sleeve. My hair has been puffy since I woke up that morning.

I turned and looked at Joan, her sleeveless hugging dress accentuated her figure nicely yet it’s casual enough. Her hair was neatly tied up in a bun.

She had crossed her legs, placing both her hands on her thighs as she waited for my family to be seated.

I burst out laughing when she went ;

Joan :Uncle, auntie, 吃饭。。。

She even looked towards Jasper before angling her head towards the food and gave a slight nod

Joan : Jasper…let’s eat.

She nudged my on my elbow to stop me from giggling anymore.

Joan : James….

My family and Joan tucked into the delicious spread of home cooked food. We chatted and laughed and my mum and Jasper peppered Joan with a series of questions and she answered them all without hesitation.

I’ve never felt so ignored in my life but seeing Joan laugh and enjoy her meal that day, I have no complains.

2pm

After doing the dishes, we retreated to our room. My mum immediately came over and mentioned that the weather was really hot that day and that we should keep the door opened.

James : I have this white box that spews out cold air on the ceiling mum…

I ignored her and closed the door.

Joan and I laid down on the bed. I don’t deny I was horny and I wanted to have sex but I was really tired especially after the heavy lunch and going without a good sleep the past few nights.

Joan too was tired from her journey out from Kukup early that morning and we both just knocked out beside each other on the bed.

5.30pm

I must have really zonked out and I did not realised it was already that late.

I saw Joan sitting on my desk, her back facing me and she was busy reading.

I turned and stretched and realised that my mum had already brought in the spare mattress from the bedroom.

My eyes shifted a little and I quickly jumped out of bed.

Right by the door was the stash of items I bought.

I cursed at my carelessness when I recalled I had leaned everything against the spare mattress.

I went over to Joan and saw her going through the pieces of drawings and sketches I did, including all the information I had collected about Thomas.

I panicked… I really did.

That was the first time since the start of this fiasco I found myself without a reason or a witty comment.

James : Joan…. I can explain. …

She swivelled around on my chair and waved the pieces of paper at me.

Before I could speak, she spoke first.

Joan : It’s not worth breaking the law for him James…

James : I…

She folded her arms and stared at me, I did not say a word.

I really did not know what to say.

Then Joan stood up, came over to me and gave me a hug and spoke by my ears.

Joan : Don’t do stupid things James… it’s not worth it.

I nodded and she let go.

She threw most of my drawings away and kept 2.

Then she gave a cheeky smile and added.

Joan : I thought it’ll be funny to do this 2 though….

I smiled too seeing her break into a giggle and agreed.

6.30pm

We went out into the living area to see my mum with a 2nd spread of food on the table.

As she laid out the utensils, she asked ;

Mum : Joan , how ? you all got figure out the prototype for work or not ?

Joan and I sat down at our seats, my brother and dad sat down too, completing the family.

Joan’s hand reached for mine under the table and we held hands.

She gave mine a little squeeze and replied my mum.

Joan : We did…… We’ll test it out tonight…

She turned, so did I and we shared a looked for that brief second before we turned back to the table.

James : Dad…. mum…吃饭。..

My Bet with my colleague (Part 17)

By ilikeoldchangke

When we got in at 8.20am, my parents were out and my brother was still sound asleep.

We were both pretty hungry, so after dropping off her overnight bag, we headed to macdonalds to grab some breakfast at Hougang mall since it’s a 10 minute walk from my place.

She complained that I took so long to even choose a seat and I smile at her sheepishly.

James : The aircon so cold….

While Joan was placing the order, I took a look around and made sure the coast was clear.

I took a picture of her back view.

When I was sure she’s not looking, I took a picture of her at the condiments counter picking up napkins and chilli sauce. I took a few quick shots, I wanted to capture the drinks and food for 2 on the tray.

Half way through the meal, I pretended that my phone rang and I needed to take it outside as it’s quite noisy in the restaurant.

Now I chose the seat beside another couple who arrived slightly earlier than us. They had only just set down their food when Joan went to make the order.

The guy was pretty big sized, he should be able to block me easily if you were to look in from the exterior.

If I chose to stand on the exterior of the restaurant, I can position myself such that I can take a picture down the long seats with the couple right in front while Joan and I were next in line.

I switched my phone camera to burst mode, pretended to talk on the phone at the glass panel right beside the couple and fired away.

I moved about, not sure if I could get the shot I wanted, I can’t check my phone as it’ll be too obvious, I just let the burst mode go wild as I paced up and down.

I went back after a minute or so and finished my breakfast.

Joan went to the bathroom and I took the opportunity to review the pictures and found a couple that looked pretty decent.

I deleted the rest and went through my plan in my mind again.

Timing… it’s all about the timing.

Joan and I took a slow walk back to my place and we had a long chat.

I casually asked if she was comfortable talking about Thomas, and why is he bent on getting in touch with her.

James : Didn’t he initiated the breakup ?

Joan brought me though the sequence of events that led to the breakup. It turns out that the relationship were on shaky ground around since early june in 2012.

She suspected that he was two timing her but she was afraid to confront him and brushed it off as her own imagination.

The truth came out when one of her friends saw Thomas with a PRC woman behaving intimately at a family ktv joint in August. She decided to head down and Thomas was caught red handed.

James : What did he say ?

Joan : That she was just a regular friend..

She was upset of course but she kept the matter from her parents.

They quarrelled several times and she said he kept denying.

Her parents did suspect something was off but since Joan did not come clean with them, they did not press her for answers.

Thomas on the other hand tried to pretend everything was normal but Joan said she was just so lost and did not know what to do.

The only thing she did was to immediately head for a check up back in August.

Joan : I just felt so dirty, thinking about Thomas and the PRC girl.

Joan : I refused to let him touch me since then.

She went on to say that she felt compelled to keep the appearances up because of pressure from the family. There were no less than 6 major family gatherings including her grandparents 80th birthday celebration, weddings and baby shower that they attended together since August. She did not want relatives to ask unnecessary questions.

During the Christmas season when Thomas came over for dinner, and he wanted to stay over.

Joan : I refused. We quarrelled quite badly and he stomped off…..

James : What happened next..

Joan paused, seemingly lost for words as she just looked down onto the floor.

James : It’s ok if you don’t want to say…..

Joan took a seat at one of the void deck benches and I joined her.

Joan : My parents could not take it any longer and forced me to come clean and I told them everything. They were shocked and they asked me again and again if I was sure.

Joan : They confronted Thomas but he denied everything. He got angry, told my parents off and said he’s breaking up with me since they don’t trust him.

Joan: My parents….. they did some digging and found out about the PRC girl. she’s an employee at the catering business…..

Joan : My mum immediately ran a check and said she would not be extending the work permit of the PRC girl when it expires in mid Jan.

It was then I reeled around and stared at Joan.

So the co –owner of the catering business is her mum.

With a different surname from Joan and Thomas, I assumed it was purely a business partner with no blood relations.

I tried googling the name but it reeled no results. I guess her mum is not a big fan of social media.

Joan : Thomas found out . He wanted to talk, he wanted to keep the girl here and he wanted to make up with me… he said I was overreacting… He even added the girl was a good chef.

James : Can’t Thomas do the extension, he owns 50% of the company……

Joan paused and shot me a look, I quickly recovered and said he did mentioned he’s the boss when he came to the office and that he co-owned it.

Joan went on to say that’s true but all the staff from admin to finance to the operation staff were hired by her mum before she handed the reins over to Thomas.

Joan : They know who to side. She’s still the main signatory for the company.

I could see Joan’s eyes welling up and I patted her on the shoulder.

Joan : More than 10 years, and I thought I knew this person inside out.

Joan broke down and I stopped my questions.

10 minutes later when she spoke, I could feel the anger she suppressed inside herself.

Joan : Then the day after I met you…he wanted to see me on Sunday… he came over to my place….my parents were at Church…

She went on to tell me that he wanted talk and he realised his mistakes, he even mentioned he would like to make up barely 3 days he broke up with her.

Joan confronted him again and said she would consider if he came clean about the PRC girl.

Thomas admitted that it was a fling, and that they already broke up and yes, they had sex.

She spoke up then adding that since they broke up, it should not bother him that her mum was sending her back, and if he liked fucking her, he should just go back to China with her.

Thomas lost it and slapped Joan first.

Joan threw the next punch, then everything went out of control.

I kept quiet and listened on.

Joan : He kept messaging me lately, saying he’s sorry…. That he wanted to talk, to make up. He also wanted to keep the girl, saying that she’s a good worker and that she needed to support her family back in china.

James : He should be looking for your mum to keep her, why is he looking for you ?

Joan : My mum has initiated a transfer of the business over to my name, we’re waiting for the papers. She said it’s something I should sort out on my own.

She got up from the seat and began walking again.

Joan : Thomas wanted a few things, he wanted to buy over my share when the transfer is done, and he wanted to keep the woman here and he wanted to make up. He wanted everything to go back to the way it once were.

I fell in step beside Joan and asked.

James : Why can’t he just register a new business and keep that bitch ?

Joan laughed and ruffled my hair.

Joan : James ah James….. in this current climate…… you don’t suka suka open a new business and expect the ministry to give you permit for workers…. Haha…

I nodded and replied.

James : So…. That means in the near future, you’re going to be a business owner ah ?

She nodded in a disinterested manner.

I took the opportunity to hold Joan’s hand, interlocking our fingers together.

She was surprised and although she stared at me, she did not push me away.

Joan : What…was that for …..

I led her to the lift lobby of my block and replied.

James : You’re going to be a boss soon….. I’ve always wanted a sugar mummy…

Joan laughed and ignored my comment.

What’s important was that she did not push my hand away.

We went up the lift and when we stepped into the house at 10.20am, my parents were back. My mum’s busy in the kitchen and she stopped what she was doing to say hi to Joan.

The first thing she noticed was Joan’s red eyes and she shot me a look.

I quickly avoided her and went into my room while Joan offered to help with the preparation.

While Joan was busy in the kitchen, I did a bit of work, replied a few emails made a few calls.

My Bet with my colleague (Part 16)

By ilikeoldchangke

18th Jan 2013

Friday

9.15am

It was one of the few occasions I was late for work that day.

I was in office till around 2am that morning before I headed back for a rest.

Even then, I could not finish what I was supposed to be doing.

A couple of clients had started to make noise, I was CCed in the mail that were directed to Mr Chan himself.

My boss did not question me at all, he just dropped me a mail, asking me to try and prioritise and clear the backlog as much as I can.

I had lunch alone at 2.30pm that day, my eyelids were heavy, I was exhausted and I could not think properly.

Both Joan and my deliverables were starting to pile up. My plans for Thomas were in shambles, I simply scribbled bits and pieces of information and ideas on post it notes.

It did not help when my mum called at 4.30pm to ask if Joan was coming over during the weekend. She wanted to do her grocery shopping in case she needed to cook.

I told her I don’t think Joan would be coming over since she was still overseas.

My perk me up call came at 5.30pm. It was a Malaysia registered cell number.

Hearing Joan’s voice on the phone had this weird effect on my mental well being, I felt slightly better hearing her ask about my day.

Joan : How’s your day ?

James : Haha… what do you think ? You got read your emails or not ?

She apologised for dumping me with all the work, she had wanted to reply some of the mails but she did not have access to the information I had.

Joan : Hehe.. Sorry la… I buy you dinner..

I had excused myself to the lift lobby by then, I did not want my colleagues to know that I was talking to Joan .

James : How are you ? Feeling better ?

Joan : Yup. Much better.

James : Then come over my place and give me a massage.
She laughed before she grew silent.

Joan added a moment later that she could get her relative to drop her off at the customs the next day, she’ll make her way to my place thereafter.

I immediately felt a stirring in my pants when I heard her reply and I tried to contain my excitement.

James : Serious or not ? Don’t joke ah… my mum want to cook for you..

She laughed and asked me to tell my mum not to trouble herself.

Right before we hang up, Joan asked if I’m picking her up at the checkpoint the next day.

Joan : It’s gonna be pretty early you know… my uncle leaves for Singapore round 5.30. I should be at woodlands round 6.45am or so.

I wanted to tell her I needed sleep but decided not to. She asked me to hold the line and I heard her speaking to someone on her end.

Joan : Okok… around 7am at woodlands interchange. My uncle can drop me there.

I agreed and hung up.

8pm

I left work at 8 that day and I went shopping for the rest of the stuff I needed.

I bought a pair of cheap leather shoes from the neighbourhood shop.

I added to my stash a large canvas bag, those really china ones looking with red, white and blue coloured strips.

I dropped a ketchup squeeze bottle into my loot before making my way back.

The thought of having Joan over again gave me a much needed energy boost.

I dropped by the pharmacy and I bought condoms, lubricants and even one of those fancy vibrating ring.

Nothing should go wrong this time round.

I reached home at 9.30pm and I told my mum that I’m meeting Joan tomorrow morning, she’s coming over for the weekend.

My mum started scolding me, asking why I said she was not heading over earlier in the day.

James : It was a last minute decision.

She took the opportunity to dig some information from me about Joan and I quickly answered them so she’ll leave me alone.

James : Yes…. My colleague…. Yes…. Same office…. Yes…. Same cubicle…. Yes… do same project…. Yes…..yes… and more yes…

I escaped when I had the chance and I heard her making plans with my dad to head to the market early the next day to do some shopping.

Jasper came out of the shower and upon hearing Joan’s heading over, asked me if I could give him her mobile number.

Jasper : Kor, gimme her number leh, I wasapp her for the textbooks she said she wanted to give me.

I gave him a suspicious look before texting Joan about it.

She told me to go ahead and give Jasper her number.

30 minutes later, I received a group notification beep only to realise that suddenly there was a new group chat initiated by my mum.

Mum wasapp : Hello Joan. …. Auntie cook lunch for you tomorrow yah. .. See you..

Jasper wasapp : Yoz Joan… sup…

James wasapp : You guys are freaky……Stop this…. Before you scare her off…

Mum wasapp : I’ll create one more group without James…… he very irritating.

Joan wasapp : haha. Thank you auntie….. Sup Jasper… see you tomorrow.

I allocated some time to tidy up my room

I cleaned the aircon filter.

I dusted my table

I cleaned up my bedside table and placed a fresh box of tissues on it.

I removed all the junk in the drawer of the bedside table and filled it with the condoms and lubricants I just bought.

I knelt in the middle of my bed and I tried to visualise.

I tried reaching for the tissues, the condoms, yes, everything was easily within reach.

I place the aircon remote near too.

That was it.

I’m almost there.

I can almost feel myself on top of Joan.

I checked that my lock to the room was still working, after all, it’s been a while since I locked the door.

I spent a bit of my new found energy working and reviewing the information I had so far about Thomas.

I already knew his car right down to which area he was staying at.

I even knew which cafes he frequent, and who his hairdresser is.

It’s pretty amazing the amount of personal information people upload freely onto social media these days.

Please be sure to check your privacy settings.

I know a lot of people like to check in to cool cafes, hipsters restaurant and all, but to sick perverts like me, it only tells me one thing.

No, not that you are dinning and having coffee in some cool place.

It just tells me you are not at home.

That’s all I needed to know.

Before I slept, I had a pretty good idea brewing for Thomas, but it’s very much dependent on timing and opportunity.

I did some detailed sketches and diagrams, drew some funny stickman characters.

Things got to happen at the right time, in front of the right people.

I stuffed the notes into a file and put it together with the items I bought and transferred everything to the storeroom. My mum asked about the new purchases but I told her I needed them to test a new prototype at work.

I set my alarm for the next morning and fell asleep at 1am.

19th Jan 2013

Saturday

6am

I boarded a bus, did a transfer and got to woodlands interchange at 7am sharp.

I loitered around the drop off area near the train station, waiting for Joan to show up.

A Malaysian registered mpv pulled up shortly and Joan stepped out of the passenger seat. She thanked her uncle for the lift before coming towards me.

I was standing a distance away and I made no attempt to acknowledge her because her relative’s car was still hanging around.

I’m not sure after what happened, her immediate relatives, parents included could accept a new man in her life.

Joan was oblivious to her busybody relative and she just came towards me, gave me a smile and nudged me on the arm as we walked off together.

Joan : Miss me or not… haha

I observed the vehicle slowly pulling away, before picking up speed when we’re out of sight.

James : My whole family misses you. What poison did you feed them ?

She laughed and we boarded a train back to my place.