My Wife consoles my Jilted Buddy (Part 5)

By Hngata92

sadly.. they both just slept the entire way…

finally reached.. jon was snoozing.. on wife’s lap.. surprisingly, wife’s hand was on jon’s head… like a motherly move…i got out of the car, gently opened the car door.. making sure wife didn’t fall…
me: dear…. wake up…

i whispered…
wife woke up in shock! the high effect probably wore off liao… she was shocked to find my cock staring at her right in her face… she gave me a shocked and puzzled look… i stroked her hair gently and puled her face closer to my cock.. i aimed my cock at her mouth.. then she got it… but wife was nervous.. she pointed at jon’s head which was lying on her lap.. i shook my head… indicating that i don’t care… i thought wife will be guilty after being allowing herself to be fingerfucked by jon, blow me on the spot… instead.. she pushed my cock away and gave me the angry look…

wtf!

she got out of the car.. i told her to help me with jon..

me: dear, can’t possibly let him go home alone. he stay with us tonight ok..

wife was tired. she didn’t have much reaction..

she took the bags, we went back to our apartment.. once we reach home, wife helped me with jon. i was bringing him to our extra bedroom.

wife: shouldn’t we help him change first? he has vomit on him…

me: really ? how you know?

wife: can smell.. see the stain?

i thought she remembered helping him when jon puked just now..

me: you don’t remember what happened just now?

wife: huh what you mean?

she is doing it again.. she can completely forget what she does when she drinks.. that’s why i never ever let her go out and drink on her own..

me: luckily kids are not around.. no clothes for him leh. let him sleep naked?

wife: no choice lo. i’ll wash his clothes then…

me: you not tired meh?

wife nvm lo he so poor thing…

we brought him to our kitchen toilet. i make him lean against the wall.

me: help me untbutton him…

wife and i helped to take off his shirt.. was trying to see if wife had an expression.. but she maintained her serious face… she then unbuckle his belt for him, unzipped his pants, pulled it down… wa wa… bright orange CK boxers… noticed that wife’s eyes widen…

she stood up and put his clothes into a washing bag and put into the machine and started it…

me: hurry leh.. he’s heavy..

wife: huh? what?

me: his boxers…

wife: tsk you ah…

she didn’t hesitate… then she bend forward a little, reached for the boxers straps. then squat down in front of him and pulled his boxers down..

WTF!!

that scene it self.. i could have ejaculated on the spot….. jon’s flaccid cock pop out in front of my wife’s face… wife tried to avoid looking at it… kept her face facing another way.. but i’m sure, she did see a little…

i brought him in to the shower..

me: dear help me!

she rushed in.. together, we helped him shower… i just hold him up… wife used the shower head and rinse him..

me: aiyo use some soap la dear.. don’t want him to stain our bedsheets…

surprisingly, she did;t complain.. she took the soap and lathered him… she was kind of doing it very delicately… she even washed his ass nicely and gently.. i just stood there and enjoyed the show…

then it came to his penis… wife put some soap on his hand, then looked away while she washed his penis… she rubbed his balls like four times before rubbish his penis shaft close to eight times…

my cock was gonna explode liao..watching her do that… heart pounding almost like my wife was washing my cock for me….

we were done, wife dried him with the tower… she did spend some time at his dick there… i’m beginning to suspect she is turned on by seeing his cock…

jon’s cock wasn’t very long.. but it sure as hell was very very thick and fat… it was short, but FAT.. his testicles were fat too.. we walked him back to the room and ‘dumped’ him on the bed.. he was too heavy… wife put a blanket on him, i was pretty sure she took a look at his cock before covering him with the sheets..

then wife and i went back to our rooms… we were both damn tired, both just laid on the bed..

i turned and look at wife..

me: you don’t want to shower?

wife: too tired!! we change the sheets tmr..

me: so did you enjoy yourself just now?

wife: huh what you mean?

she continued to stare at the ceiling..

me: the part la. pretending to be his girlfriend? fun right..

wife: you ah.. naughty lo… i don’t remember much la!

me: tell.. what you remember??

wife… rem….. lying on his shoulder?

me: anything else…

wife: oh wait.. did he kiss me???

me: haha yup!

wife: you ah!!

me: aiya, harmless what… like you said .he’s so poor thing. at least he was so happy just now… don’t forget, he’s your friend too…

jon did help my wife on many occasions…

me: dear. i have an idea… let’s continue from the charade…

i got up, striped myself… got in the middle of wife, spread her legs..

wife: you are not tired?

me: enjoying the moment, don;t the moment pass.. dear.. close your eyes ok.. pretend i’m your fake boyfriend…

wife: what??? how???

me: just close your eyes and pretending jon brought you home and he’s your fake boyfriend la.. that’s all…

wife: don’t want laaaaa…

i pushed my cock fully into wife pussy after shifting her panties across before she completed her sentence… wa wa wa.. it was already sticky and wet inside.. didn’t even need to arouse her…. wife grabbed the bed and her eyes remained shut…

i bent forward and fucked her missionary… wife moaned and screamed even louder that night.. she was very responsive… don’t know if i was over imagining, wife pussy was wetter than usual… she climax orgasm even faster than me… i unload my semen inside her and we both fell asleep..

SONG SONG! that night WAS SONG! that feeling was so different. i slept like a baby..

next morning… heard the alarm ring at 7.30…

woke up… wanted to hug wife.. turned around..

SHE WASN’T THERE!

My Wife consoles my Jilted Buddy (Part 4)

By Hngata92

wife used her hand to hold jon’s hand… kept it just above her crotch…

bill was ready… i signed it.. now waiting for the cashier to give me the receipt..

i turned back to see.. wah.. jon’s head was tilted.. most likely licking wife’s ear…. i can see wife’s head tilted backwards… her ears were were weak spot… she was enjoying it.. but still, she was holding on this hand.. refusing to let his hand go further down…

wtf man jon! we are in public… i was getting worried that others will see. this is just a bar man!

i took my card and quickly make my way back….

me: alright, let’s go… jon finish your beer la…

i took his pint and passed to him…. i know him well, 3 pints, he will be knocked out instead of being high…. he looked at me… breathing hard.. trying to calm himself down… he took the pint, then he gulped the remaining beer down… my wife sat up… she stretched her back a little.

i grabbed the shopping bags…

me: aiyo, hold your boyfriend la. he’s drunk…

my wife shook her head and laughed.. she was not as high anymore…

jon: come my dear..

he put his arm around her as we walked out of the bar…

me: why don’t the two of you wait here? i go get the car, i don’t think he can last the walk back to lido…

jon was already leaning his weight onto wife.. his nose lingering near her neck and hair.. sniffing her…

me: i think you two wait out there better… less attention from people…

i indicated to them to wait outside in the road alley… they made their way there, lean on the wall. i quickly make my way back to lido carpark to get my car.. from corner of eye, saw jon leaning more onto wife. wife had to wrap her arm behind his back and placed one arm on his tummy to support him… he was like trying to whisper things into his ear..

as i made my way back.. a lot of thoughts flashed in my head…. what will i see when i drive back there?

wa this feeling was really hot.. very indifferent.. it was quite addictive….

i had all sorts of dirty thoughts about the two of them playing in my head… at the same time i was worried too..

reached my car, had to drive back which took some time as i had to make one round, wasn’t really sure how to get there either..

long story cut short i made my way there, parked the car beside the entrance of the carpark…

i walked quickly back to the spot where I left them to wait for me, eagerly anticipating what i will see…. jon was attacking my wife at her ear just now… i bet they are hugging and kissing now….

when i could finally see the spot where they were supposed to be…

WTF! they were gone!

i looked around.. then i heard a weird sound.. it was coming from behind the wall.. i walked over… mind wandering into dirty stuff, jon fucking my wife??

when i got a view.. finally…

i saw my wife bending forward..

jon was standing beside wife… wife was patting him on his back.. jon was throwing up… jon’s hand was holding onto wife’s back for support… then he got up.. wife supported him and walked him back to the wall for support.

as they walked back.. jon’s hands were roaming wife’s body… he was groping wife’s butt.. wife didn’t really bother to stop him at all… when they reached the wall, his hands roam up back to wife’s waist… she pulled her in and hugged her… wife was stunned as well.. then again, she was tired.. she just leaned on to him for support.. pressed her head on her chest and rested… jon’s hands were still rubbing my wife’s back… he was stroking her.. downwards… he groped her ass once more… then he cupped her butt cheeks, both butt cheeks. one in each hand… could see he was tugging one her panties… is he giving her a wedgie arousing? wife started to hug jon tighter…

then i saw jon moved his hand up and stroke her hair… he whispered something into her ear… then started to lick her ears… wife hugged him even tighter… i watched his hand shift to her head, turn her head to face her… then he planted his lips on hers and started to kiss… then he grabbed her breast… cupped it at first….

i walked closer towards them to get a better look… scanned around.. there was a security guard smoking but he was facing the road and didn’t notice them in the wall corner.. i notice jon’s fingers were digging into wife’s dress as he cupped the breast… he was playing with her nipple la! wife reacted almost immediately, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back… then i saw jon hand moved downwards… he slide his hand in between her legs… i saw wife spread her legs slightly wider.. the dress bottom had some adjusting movement… then suddenly… wife stopped kissing him, her head lifted backwards… then she dug her head into her chest just grabbed him tight… i saw wife’s ass shake.. jon was finger fucking my wife la… ..

wa wa this feeling.. really intense.. my cum has stained my boxers liao. confirm. i can feel the wetness down there.. i felt a little bit angry, a little bit jealous.. but fucking turn on ….

then i saw a group of people walking towards the carpark door.. fuck! they will see them…

bo bian liao..

time for the show to stop… i approached them cautiously…

me: bro.. let’s go!

jon had a scare! he jumped up! fingers immediately pop out form in between my wife’s legs… i don’t think wife heard me.. or even know what is going on… wife just hung on to him.. breathing very heavily… her waist still moving in a panting manner..

then the group of people walked by..

me: it’s ok.. let’s go, the car is nearby… jon looked nervous… but he was mostly high and goner liao… i had to help wife move him… wife was still ok, could walk…

i guided both of them back to my car.. put the both of them in the back, i already put the shopping bags in the passenger seat..

wife got into car on her own, wobbly though.. by the time i got jon into the car.. he was passed out… i had to carry him in.. push him in… he laid his head on wife’s laps.. wife was leaning by the window and sleeping le..

i drove slowly home…

hoping to view some action in the rear view mirror.

My Wife consoles my Jilted Buddy (Part 3)

By Hngata92

jon: wah bro. thanks man….

me: haha why leh..

i signal him that wife can still hear in the dressing room… we walked out…

jon: wah. song sia..

me: haha. told you you’ll be ok.. enjoy la bro.dont think about the sad stuff..

wah shit. his face change a little… shouldn’t have remind him …

true enough.. jon paid for the clothes… then i suggested go to the harry’s bar behind wheelock for dinner and drinks..

reach there. i sat on the high stool, i signal wife to sit with jon on the high sofa seat against the windows instead…

we placed our orders… ordered a beer each for the both of them… i was the one driving so i didn’t drink

food came shortly.. we were chatting about the rest of the plans for the holiday, how we were gonna make time and make sure jon wasn’t alone much… he talked about delaying revealing the truth to his kids, let his kids stay at the parents house for the holidays..

then, i noticed jon’s beer left half, wife drank a third.. both quite goofy liao

me: eh let’s play a game la.. i’ll pretend i’m the third party this time round…

wife: huh?

jon and wife both look confused..

me: so how long have you two been dating?

then they both got my ‘game’

me: come on, neither of you remember?

wife giggles and reply: not long la.. haha a few months…

me: but you two like old couple already leh. sit down like friends…

jon just smile…

me: come on bro.. you don’t show her more love i’ll snatch your pretty gf away….

I kick jon in his leg…

me: oei bro.. come on. on a bit leh act act la.. you need the distraction. it’s healthy… darling hor?

wife shyly replies… and giggles.. : yup… harmless one la…

jon laughed again… took in a deep breath… he turned and look at my wife..

jon: come darling, let’s sit closer…

jon put his arm over my wife and place it on her shoulder.. he pulled her in and my wife shifted and sat closer towards him as well until her shoulder was resting on his chest.

jon: sorry bro.. she’s mine liao. you can’t steal..

jon kept his arm on her shoulder… caressing it… his index finger stroking her bra strap…

me: aiya, sit side by side put shoulder over. no big deal leh. where got loving…

my wife giggled and put her head on his shoulder… ‘like that? you jealous?’ she giggled again…

jon: yeah. we very loving..

he smelled her hair and kissed her on her hair..

i laughed..: haha, ok la.. notice your bf very nice hot, buy so many shopping bags for you…”

wife: yup. bf very nice guy…

she pat him on his chest, head still lying on his shoulder, giggling..

jon: yup. I love her..

jon turned his head and kissed her forehead this time round… his hand on wife’s shoulder started a little more action, he’s playing with her bra strap liao, sliding his finger under the strap, playing with it.. getting more comfy with her.. wife didn’t seem to mind…

jon finished his beer and another pint came.. wife was not 2 thirds with hers…

me: so how many months you’ve been dating?

wife: 4 months.. going strong…

she giggled after that..

me: four months liao still only kiss forehead… jon, still nervous don’t dare to progress is it?

wife: what nonsense?

she lift her head from his shoulder, stuck out her cheek for him, hinting to him to kiss her on her cheek…

jon looked at me and smiled very happily… he took one small gulp of beer, then he turned and kiss my wife on her cheek.. he planted a slow and soft kiss on her cheek. then slowly kissed her upwards up to her forehead and then maintained his position there and smelled her hair.. wife naturally went back to lying on his shoulder…

then, wife giggled again, she adjusted her body, now she wrap both her arms around jon and hugged him, leaning her boobs on his side…

wife: loving enough for you? I love my bf, so huggable..

jon is quite large.. my wife hand was on his tummy and his waist.. jon was still smelling her hair.. his eyes were closed… can see he was high liao… enjoying hugging my wife and smelling her hair.. i noticed that my wife’s bra strap is already at her shoulder… jon’s been playing and pulling it down her shoulder..

me: haha. just peck and a hug? come on.. you two can do better…

wife gave me a mph look.. jon look at me… i gave him a taunting expression, like come on.. go on..

he picked up his pint… wtf… he gulped down the rest of it… he put his drink down, looked away from wife… BURRRRPPPP… i thought he was gonna throw up there…

jon looked at me… he couldn’t help control his smile.. then he looked downwards at wife, stroke her hair behind her ears… touched her chin and lifted her face to face him… almost immediately, his face moved in and planted a soft and gentle kiss on wife’s lips… wife was also high and blur blur.. she was stunned at first but i saw her eyes close but her lips weren’t moving much..

a few seconds later… jon backed off from his kiss, still looking at wife… wife giggled and was embarrassed.. whole face flushed red… she retreated back into his shoulder and looked downwards..

wtF! i was feeling DAMN HOT…my cock erected solid hard… it was a pure new sense of pleasure….

i could hear jon breathing very very heavily.. still looking at wife… breathing very very hard… i notice his hand was now on wife’s waist instead of her shoulder… he was touching her….

wife: my head is spinning….

wife obviously high from the beer. she’s a lousy drinker..

jon look like he was contemplating to go on for a full smooch… i wasn’t sure if i should encourage him or stop him… so we 3 just kept quiet..

then jon looked down.. he took in a deep breath… looked up and looked around… signaled the waitress one more pint…

he didn’t dare to…. i smiled….

me: wow.. that was a nice passionate kiss… is he a good kisser?

wife looked at me… :hehe. don’t tell you..

me: come on… tell me, i’m sure your bf also want to know…

wife shook her head: don’t want to say….

jon stroke her hair behind her ear again… damn they are really behaving like lovers.. nice…

then jon reached for wife’s pint, brought it to her lips and fed her…

wife shook her head… :don’t want already….

jon: come on darling.. don’t waste….

he fed her the rest of the beer… she took in 3 or 4 gulps… then backed off… jon took the pint away… wife just completely put her weight on jon….she was gone liao… eyes closed…. her hand no longer on her tummy she was tired so her hand slide down and it was on jon’s pants…

i laughed…. jon looked down at his own pants… he was laughing too.. happy… jon then looked up at me… don;t know what he was thinking of… then his 3rd pint came… he held on to it.. contemplating if he should drink it…

me: your gf helping down there is it??

jon looked at me and laugh… : no la… nothing moving…

he looks like he wants it to happen. but is afraid… i bent below the table , saw wife’s hand dangling in mid air…

me: bro… your gf hand leave it dangling there, later she hand pain tmr morning…

jon: oh yeah hor…

he looked down, smiled and readjusted her hand… i bet he placed her palm on his cock… didn’t even have to check to see if i was right…

wife was knocked out liao.. we chat in the meantime while she slept on jon’s shoulder… jon’s hand was no longer on her waist.. i couldn’t see his hand.. it was on wife butt liao la… then. he got tired and leaned backwards onto the sofa back rest.. wife’s head slide down from his shoulder.. on his tummy now… i could see where his hand was, on wife butt.. caressing it…

had an idea but realize that people might be looking at us….

me: bro.. you ok? time to go?

jon opened his eyes… he was very seh… h yeah…

he sat up again, while lifting wife’s head back to his shoulder spot… then wife awoke as well..

wife: what happened?

she opened her eyes and then shook her head to regain some consciousness from her short nap…

me: haha. you naughty girlfriend.. you just gave your boyfriend a….

wife: what??

me: haha nvm…

wife looked a little confused… wife readjusted her body, turned away from jon and took her hands off him at the same time.. she then lean her back onto jon’s soft and large body.. her head lying on her shoulder… she was clearly tired and wanted to sleep… time to go back liao.. it was already 10pm…

to make things fast… i went to the counter to pay the bill…

i turned and looked at our table… saw jon’s hand on wife’s tummy.. touching it… he was smelling her hair, the other hand stroking her hair around her ear… saw his hand move down from her tummy.. moving downwards…

My Wife consoles my Jilted Buddy (Part 2)

By Hngata92

parked my car, walked carefully towards Ralph lauren. From outside, looked straight in.. bingo. saw my wife standing there outside the changing room. i waited a while. jon came out wearing a new shirt. my wife walked up to him, helped him adjust his collar. they were like husband wife lol.. i had to restrain myself from touching my already erected cock.. after she was done with his collar, her hands slide down his shoulders and then his ‘biceps’ area.. he pat him on his biceps, it was like her saying, you look good.

then, i saw jon signal to the sales assistant, it was like he was buying a few different colors of the same size… then, jon was suggesting to wife to go upstairs, the ladies section.. i could see wife indication no need. in the end, jon pulled her hand and they went upstairs..

i had to go into the shopping center, second floor. lingered at the entrance there to watch the happening… jon was walking around the store picking out clothes for wife to try.

nice move jon! i thought..

few minutes later. wife came out wearing the dress. jon indicated to her that it was good.. he noticed that she hasn’t zip the back of her dress fully up and offered to do it… wife turned around. jon reached for the zip.. he lingered for awhile, probably staring down her hind and looking at her panties… they chat for a minute, then both walked in towards the changing room together… wtf??

i panicked a little.

although i have been fantasizing watching jon fuck my wife.. but the reality of it happening was different..

i walked into the store and got an angle… they stopped at one of the changing room door.

phew. wife turned around and jon was simpling helping her zip down that’s all… he pulled the zip all the way down till her butt crack area.. i could see her panties.. wife walked in. i think they made eye contact before she closed the door.

jon turned and saw me. he got a shock.. he walk slowly and sheepishly towards me..

me: having fun?

jon: eh no la.. she needed help..

i put my arm around him..

me: aiya don’t need to polite with me la… haha.. i told you to enjoy yourself. glad to see you happier..

jon: she is seriously blur..

me: why ah?

jon: she bent down to help me adjust the length of my pants just now for tailoring… got some other guys staring at her full cleavage.. free show man…

me: yeah. she’s like that. completely ignorant and oblivious. she doesn’t think guys will be interested in her… like the red bra?

jon: haha yeah. nice color.. had to hold myself back and not pull her thong when unzipping her just now…

me: nice la. it’s good distraction.. enjoy yourself bro..

then, wife came out with all the clothes..

wife: hey!

she looked nervous.. maybe guilty..

jon: they fit?

wife: yup…

me: wah you want to buy them all ah?

jon: haha, i’m buying for her la.. don’t worry bro..

wife: no cannot!

jon: please! let me spend. it makes me happier…

wife looked at me.. i nodded my head…

we both know jon earn quite a lot..

me: don’t worry dear. I will pay for dinner and drinks then..

wife: ok thanks jon!

wife was just about to hand the selected clothes to the assistant..

Me: wait. have you tried those shirts?

wife: yup.

me: jon how? the shirts fit her?

jon: haven’t seen leh..

wife: how to come out? i’m not wearing pants…

me: haha we come to you la.. jon pay must at least let him see and approve first…

wife: ok lo..

jon: wah bro. you really damn on leh..

she went in quickly… pretty soon.. the door opened and her head popped out…

wife: psst!

we both made our way towards her. thankfully, that store was deserted. no one was going to stop us, walked to the door, wife opened it more…

wife: how?

we both looked at her… i could hear jon slurp and swallow his saliva.. wife was standing there just in the white ralph lauren shirt, we could see parts of her purple panties… the red bra was completely visible, material was thin…

song sia…

wife: how ? how??

me: haha turn around???

when she turned around… jon reaction was priceless.. his mouth opened wide open…

wife: how?

we were both staring at her chubby perky ass…

THIS ass.. (only pleasurable for those who like to chubby and doggy)

i realized i had to say something

me: jon how? ok to buy?

jon: (chokes on his saliva) yes.. yes..

wife quickly turned around.. ‘thank you…’ she closed the door as she smiled as us shyly and embarrassed.. she was blushing..

after the door was closed, jon turned around and gave me a hug.

My Wife consoles my Jilted Buddy (Part 1)

It all started like this.

My wife has known my 15 years buddy ever since we got married. he was brother at our wedding, the OIC.

My buddy, jon, and I are really close. We are both quite open minded. even exchange wife sexy photos with the face and all. he married a few years after me, a china wife who gave him 2 kids.

(this story is not to aim china wives)

However, after the second kid, the wife started to change, became more dominating. Jon was the easy going type so let her take charge of most things, let her decide. He doesn’t like quarrels. Initially the wife was very obliging, will join us for dinner, CNY and all these chat with us friends, very friendly. but after the change, she stopped showing up, even at CNY jon will just bring both his kids, saying that the wife went to to work.

6 years after their marriage, his kids 4 and 5 years old. the wife left him, disappeared. one day he came home to find her stuff all gone. electronics and anything else of value all gone. she even took all his branded clothes, belts, watches, bags, leaving him with only the brandiess stuff. There wasn’t even a letter to explain. She just left him, and the kids behind. Till today, we have no idea where he went.

On that day, Jon called me and I immediately rushed down with my wife to find him. I tried to console him but he was just completely down and didn’t respond. he just stood still at the kitchen counter looking at his family photo.

I told my wife to try.

She went beside him, talked to him.. after awhile, i saw her put her arm over him, and rubbed both his shoulders.. she pulled him closer to her and sort of hugged him from the side. Could see his arm pressed on her boobs.

then suddenly, jon started to cry really bad.. like those close to choking sounds..

mt wife panicked..

she looked at me and gave a ‘how’ expression..

i signaled her to just console him…

then… she turned him gently and hugged him. face to face… i saw jon hugged her back.. their heads side by side. my wife gave me a look, worried that i was jealous, making an extra drama effort to be shocked and how? ask me to save her..

i shook my head at her, signal to her its ok…

then she relaxed and hugged him back..

I know it’s wrong, but at that moment. I felt a feeling…

it was so weird, i felt jealous, and at the same time, a bit of heat..

don’t tell me..

i was turned on??

I decided to act on my newly discovered form of arouse. I walked towards the both of them and hugged them both, like a group hug… i pushed my wife even closer towards jon. pressing her boobs further into his chests. we stood there for awhile.. then i lowered my hands and groped my wife’s butt… i pushed there waists closer together as well. i bet jon’s cock, if it was erected would be pressing on my wife’s crotch now…

i said. ‘don’t worry bro. you still got us ok. we will be here. you won’t be alone.’

wife: ‘yes. please be strong..’

then it got kind of dry and awkward.. i released my hug.. they broke off from their hug a few more seconds as well.

jon:thanks you guys.. don’t worry about me. go do your stuff liao, i know you guys are busy..

me: please… i meant it when i said that we are here for you. do you want to take some time off work? i don’t think it’s a good idea though.

jon: got major things going on now. but i’m not in the mood to work.

me: come on bro. we are adults liao. relationship emotions and work are SEPARATE Things. cannot let on one affect the other. please. we’ve talked about this.. it’ll be good distraction also. focus on work. distract yourself. can?

jon: ok.

me: you need new workwear. dear, you bring him go shop for new clothes can? i settle the kids first then meet you all for dinner.

wife: but i wear till so aunty now. how to go town??

me: jon. follow us. let her go back and change first ok.

he nodded his head. he didn’t seem to be as sad as before. i think he really felt better.

jon followed us home, he was still in his work clothes. he sat in the living room, i got him a can of beer..

i went back into the bedroom.. wife was changing into a dress.

we talked about jon softly.

wife: he’s so poor thing..

me: sighs, i’ve always known that wife was up to no good. only bothered about the finances never bothered about him and the kids..

wife: like this can?

wife turned and showed me her dress

me: haha you look like you are going for church leh..

wife: why what’s wrong… i’m going shopping with him alone. quite weird right. why don’t you go with him instead??

me: aiyo, that guy’s wife just left him. he needs the presence of another woman right… help him fill some void lo.

wife: you want me to pretend to be his wife???

me: no la.. just hang out with him only la. so he won’t feel the loss… you can pretend to be his gf la. i’m ok.. anyway, you know he likes you what…

wife: you sure you won’t jealous?

me: haha. i know you won’t go overboard.

wife: hehe you’re right. at most just let him hug right..

me: haha of course… just now he hug you quite tight hor..

wife: yup. i was shocked… and you pushed us even closer together!

me: haha. he needs to feel the sense of security ma… how close?

wife: very close la.. i could feel his tummy, even his thing!

me: was it hard??

wife: nopes, not really. quite small also.. maybe semi hard…

me: well, he’s now in a shithole… why don’t you wear the red bra? surely cheer him up. he likes red…

wife: ok…

me : i go outside check on him…

i went out.. jon was lying on the sofa, eyes closed. i think the emotions must have been draining him.. he finished half of the beer… i sat beside him..

me: bro you ok?

jon wakes… : oh.. well.. like that lo..

me: just be brave bro.. for now, focus one thing at a time..

jon: which is?

me: getting your wardrobe back.. enjoy the shopping with my wife ok. she has good taste…

jon: thanks a lot bro…

me: just pretend she’s your gf la. i’m ok with it.. that’s your first step of moving on…

jon: what?

me: come on la. we both know that you marriage has been dead for years.. you were just too nice..

jon: bo bian. what to do.. i really tried my best. actually i’ve already seen this coming. few days back i went to her workplace her boss told me that she had quit for a week liao.

me: wtf.. then?

jon: just didn’t expect this instead. thought she will ask for divorce… just shocked…

me: yeah i know. here for you.. enjoy the shopping la. just try and enjoy.. you can even hold my wife hand. she’s ok with it de.. i’m ok with it…

jon let out a half sigh half laugh..

i went back into my room… wife had changed..

me: aiyo no need to wear the cardigan leh.. so aunty…

wife: you ah… like this can?

me: nice. let me snap.

me: ok la. anyway, i told him he can pretend that you are his gf.. haha

wife: what did he say…

me: he seem happy lo..

wife: haha. he better know his limit. if not i slap him…

me: you better not… ok. quite late liao. almost 7.. let’s go..

when both came out of the room, jon gave us a look… then he looked again, his eyes lit up when he saw my wife and her very visible thick red bra straps….

I drove them to lido. jon likes ralph lauren..

me: i’ll call you at about 830. i settle the kids first.

i drove to my in law’s place to pick up my kids, went to get dinner and brought them to my parents’ place. it was the school holidays and that was the usual practice. we are one of the lucky couples whose parents are way too free. it was a good thing jon’s kids were with his parents too. the wife never bothered to stay home and take care of them.

as i drove back to town area. i recalled those days when Jon came over for CNY and xmas. i remember how sometimes jon will sit beside my wife, they sat quite close.. i’ve always been ok with it. we were a close knit 3some. in fact i’ve even discussed it with jon, but just didn’t think it will be healthy for our respective marriages and I didn’t know how to break the idea to my wife.

my wife has always been close to jon, like good friends. she’s aware of the way jon’s wife treats him and she pities him too. sometimes they will chat via messages for awhile. wife knows i’m ok with it.

she may be ok to many things but she is still la conservative lady when it comes to bedroom matters, formerly church going type… took me a long while to convince her to blow too.

i reached the town area about 810, would have been earlier if not for the jam.. i decided not to call my wife,

instead, i wanted to spy from afar..

An original story (Part 12)

By oorey

Soon it started to make sense to me; the hug, the tears, the pain, the kisses. However, I couldn’t comprehend this. How can Jack not screw a woman like Cheryl?

Me: How can you be a virgin?

I pulled the wrong plug, and Cheryl started to sob uncontrollably. I held her in my arms as she sobbed. When Cheryl finally calmed down, she told me the truth.

Jack had a freak accident when he was in his late 20s, although he survived, he was rendered impotent. The nerve system around his penis was damaged, and even drugs like Viagra can’t help. However, Jack was a genius in what he does. His work was amazing and he rose to the partner level within 8 years in the company. To add salt to the wound, Jack was damn good looking when he was in his younger days. Even at 42, he still has the charms. He had a muscular and tanned body, he has a good sense of humour and was very popular with the opposite sex.

Jack was wary that people might suspect about his condition, and that was how he turned to lead a “promiscuous” lifestyle. He started to marry women much younger than him. It wasn’t difficult for him to do that, with his charm. He wouldn’t or rather couldn’t have sex with them, so most of the time, he stayed in the office till late hours.

Cheryl found out his secret when she accidentally came across his medical records when they moved into the new house a year back. Despite that, she stayed on with him, bent on being a virtuous wife. Even though she has never been satisfied by a man before, she still stuck with him. She didn’t dare to tell him about her finding out the secret though. But all these came to an end when Jack decided to divorce Cheryl, and marry this young intern, to maintain his “lifestyle”. Cheryl broke down.

“ … He …was… so nice… when he was going after me…. “

“I… fell out… with… my parents… when I… decided… to marry him…

“Even… when… I found out… about his… secret,… I… stuck with him…”

“Now….”

Jack, being an accountant, was careful about his money. The law only splits matrimonial assets. Jack does this fantastically by transferring his money to various people in his family, setting up shell companies to hold his assets. Hence, his wives would not get a single cent after divorce. After a while, Cheryl calmed herself down. Her sobbing stopped, but we were still naked on the bed, and my arms were around her.

Me: I am sorry to hear this Cheryl, and I am sorry you had to loose your virginity to me. But you have to understand, I love Michelle. I really do.

Cheryl: Pete, I decided to sleep with you because I know you are a nice guy, from the way you treated Michelle, and Jack. I knew you have been eyeing me since the day we met. I don’t expect anything from you, and I know you love Michelle. So let’s forget about this ok?

I felt guilty. Although Cheryl is a great woman, and we shared many common interests, I had no feeling towards her. I like her as a good friend, but not romantically, not like Michelle.

Me: What are you going to do after the divorce?

Cheryl: I don’t know. I just signed the papers today. Jack said I can still stay at his house until I found a place to stay, but I don’t know. Guess I’ll spend the night here, and start looking for a place tomorrow.

Me: What about my place? I mean, my old place. It’s small though, but ok for a person to stay.

Cheryl: Really?

Me: Why not? It’s vacant anyway (since Chloe moved to her new condo with Alex), and you are going to pay me rent right?

Cheryl: Haha… I’m can’t really afford… you know the hotel don’t pay that much.

Me: Pay me whatever you can… either in cash or in kind…

Cheryl: Thanks…. (and she gave me a long wet kiss)

I left shortly after that. Although there weren’t any agreement, I started to give Cheryl $8,000 every month. She stayed at my studio, and I would visit her about 3 times a week, and would accompany me on my trips overseas. I never exchanged her even though there had been many request.

Cheryl handled my wedding preparation perfectly. She was very detailed and professional. She knew that there would be no future for us, and I often tried to encourage her to know more people and settle down with a nice guy.

My wedding took place 3 months later. It was the perfect wedding. My wife was (and still is) perfect. She looked absolutely gorgeous in her wedding gown. We had lots of fun during the wedding. Michelle quit her job at her company. She took a six month break, and we toured the whole of Europe before coming back and she took on the finance manager role in my company. Michelle was pregnant a year later, and she gave birth to a healthy pair of twins. We named our boy Michael, and our girl Tanya.

Diane got married to an engineer. She retired from the escort business, and decided to lead a simple life as a housewife with her husband. She had two kids and remains happily married. Michelle and I would sometime visit her to catch up. No sex. Her husband never found out about her past.

Cheryl continued to be my mistress for 3 years, before she met a Caucasian. We broke up when she told me that they were dating but had not had sex. I gave her my blessing, and told her our relationship would forever remain a secret. Cheryl did not marry that Caucasian, but to another. They moved around Asia, before finally settling down in Australia, and I would sometime visit them. They have a daughter.

Alex divorced his wife, and married Chloe 2 years later. The marriage didn’t last, as Alex changed his toy again. They were divorced within a year. Chloe got some of Alex’s assets, but not much. Chloe was one day attacked by Alex’s first wife. The attack left a scar on her face. I have never seen Chloe after attending Alex’s and her wedding.

Vivian and I never did have sex sometime later. She quit showbiz to take her Masters. I would later employ her as a personal assistant, as I ventured into an Oil trading company. I made tonnes of money from that company before selling it off to a venture capitalist.

Michelle and I lived happily. I found out later that she knew about my affairs with Cheryl and Vivian amidst many others, but chose to turn a blind eye as she knew I was just having some fun and putting up a show for entertainment purposes, and family was more important to me. Michelle became the CFO of my company, under the appointment of the board (not me) in later years. We retired completely 10 years later to take care of our kids full time. Our sexual life remains active till today.

An original story (Part 11)

By oorey

The next week was rather busy for me. There were a number of stuffs to do before the wedding, guest lists, program, food, etc. As it’s MY wedding, I wanted it to be perfect. Most importantly, I wanted my fiancée to be happy. As Michelle was at work, I decided to meet the Ritz Carlton’s wedding manager myself to outline my expectation. To my surprise, I saw the most beautiful woman I have ever met. It was Jack’s wife – Cheryl.

Cheryl: Hi Peter. It’s great to see you again. We never had the wine you promised.

Me: Hi Cheryl, fancy seeing you here. I didn’t know you work here. I always wanted to create a date for us, but I didn’t know your number, and it’s rather weird to ask Jack for it.

Cheryl: It’s only wine right…? (half flirting)

We spoke in great details on my expectations for the wedding. Cheryl is a good wedding planner. She had plenty of good suggestions, and assured me that the food will be first class. I left the hotel, and promised Cheryl that I would arrange for a wine session together.

As I left with Uncle Chong, I sent Cheryl a message “Next Wed, 8pm. Steak and Chateau Valandraud”. The reply was fast, short, and sweet. “Ok”.

Just then, my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, but I decided to pick up anyway. “Hi Pete, it’s me Vivian.”

Me: Oh hi Vivian, what’s up?

Vivian: (sounded very chirpy) I haven’t had the chance to thank you for the big favour you did me last time, so I wanted to make it up somehow.

Me: Don’t worry about it.

Vivian: See, I just landed on a big role as the lead actress. There’s not much thing I can do for you (Maybe sex??), what about coming to watch me film. There is an explosion scene tomorrow.

Me: Hmm…. This can be interesting. I have never seen people filming though. Can I bring someone?

Vivian: Mmmm… only one ok? Coz the producer might not be too happy.

Me: Sure.

Vivian gave me the details, and I called Michelle. It was important for me to bring Michelle along. Vivian, although new, is still some celebrity, and she is young and pretty. These young actress are often the target of paparazzi, and I can’t have this jeopardize my wedding or my relationship with Michelle. Thus I decided to bring Michelle along.

The shooting was indeed an eye opener for me and Michelle. The props, settings, effects were fantastic. Michelle was having a great time, interacting with some of the actors, and actresses. The director even asked if she was interested in acting or modelling. As a token of appreciation for letting Michelle and I view the shooting scene, I decided to take the whole production team out for dinner. I also agreed with Michelle earlier to get something for Vivian (Michelle bought some diamond necklace), as this would attract the media attention, and also make me gain some celebrity status.

To my expectation, there were a couple of reporters at the dinner (of course I extended the dinner to them). Michelle and I were given an interview, and I crapped about how I supported the arts scene. Taking the team out for dinner, and giving the necklace to Vivian was just a gesture. The scene was now set. I have created the impression that Vivian is on good terms with both Michelle and I.

Wednesday came quickly. Michelle was working late, and I told her I had some entertainment to do. I met Cheryl at Fullerton hotel. My god, she was drop dead gorgeous. Cheryl probably had a figure of 34B-24-34, and she is around 1.7m. She arrived in a simple black gown, with a long slit. When she came out of the taxi, she was more elegant than Maggie Q in the Mission Impossible movie. We were ushered into the presidential suite, which I had booked. I had the suite set in a romantic mood and I had prepared two bottles of Chateau Valandraud.

Me: Your staffs might get the wrong idea if they see you in Ritz.

Cheryl: No la.., but now I can do some spying….

We laughed. We had our steak, and Cheryl had two glasses of wine. Her face was blushing, and it only made her more beautiful. Cheryl and I seemed to share a great deal of common interest. She likes wine, and golf. We chatted about properties, stock market, horses, etc. The conversation seemed to go on forever. For the first time, I was actually enjoying the company rather than having evil thoughts.

Cheryl: It’s weird we have so many things in common. I think it’s about time. Shall we? (signalling to leave)

I was reluctant to leave, but agreed anyway. Called it fate, as we walked towards the door, Cheryl stepped on my shoe laces (which I didn’t realize was loose), and fell towards me. I caught her by the waist, and our face were just inches apart. I could smell the elegance in her. Her face was like an angel. She was fair as milk, and the wine made her blushed slightly. It was difficult to resist, as I held her. I was waiting for her to collect herself. Cheryl stabled herself, and kissed me on the lips.

I kissed her back. I knew this was wrong, but this woman is simply irresistible. We frenched like we were long lovers, and very soon our kiss turned passionate. She hugged me tightly, and I hugged her back. I kissed her neck, and slowly undressed her. As she stood naked in front of me, she blushed even more. That made her looks only more beautiful.

We kissed some more, and made our way to the bed. I laid her on the bed, and I undressed myself. She kept quiet, only looking shyly at me in the eye. Somehow, I felt a tinge of sadness in her, but I couldn’t care. Cheryl did not seem to be the wild kind, and I decided to do it gently. Sex must be boring for her.

Cheryl kissed me some more, and I reciprocated. We frenched, and I squeezed her breast gently. Her moans were very soft, but I could feel she was enjoying it. I licked her nipples, and started to finger her. “Mmmm…. mmm….” It was the very soft and shy moan, which made me even hornier.

I started with one finger, but then put two in. Cheryl became wetter, and I tried to stick the third finger in, only to met with resistance. Her pussy was too tight to take the third finger. “Pain…” she muttered.

Cheryl was already very wet. I wanted to taste her. I kissed her slowly, from her breast to her stomach, to her thighs, and slowly worked my way up. As my lips neared her pussy, her breathing became heavier. I kissed her labia, and she let out a louder moan, but still soft. I parted her labia. Her pussy was pinkish. It was inviting. I stuck my tongue out, and attacked her pussy. I started slowly, but increased my rhythm, and strength. Cheryl’s breathing became even heavier, but her moaning was still very soft. I increased the rhythm again, and suddenly… “MMMMMmmmm…..”

I knew she came. I went back to give her a kiss on the cheek, and she hugged me tightly. The feeling was weird, but I paid no attention to it. “Are you coming in?” Cheryl asked shyly.

I held my fully extended shaft, and I slowly pushed my way into Cheryl’s pussy. It was tight, very tight. Even with the wetness in her, I could feel her pussy choking my dick. As I pushed it in, Cheryl hugged me tighter. Her nails drove pierced into my skin. I thought to myself it must have been a long time for her.

Perhaps I was too big for her, but I could see tears filling up Cheryl’s eyes. She looked as though she was in pain. Sensing this, I paused for a while for her to collect herself, and slowly rocked my body. Soon she could feel only pleasure. She pulled me closer to her and began to kiss me. I increased my speed and she began to moan. This time it was slightly louder. “Mmm..mmm…mmm…mmm”. Her pussy was so tight and I soon felt like cumming, but Cheryl just hugged me even tighter.

“If you don’t let go of me, I will cum very soon”. I whispered into Cheryl’s ear.

Cheryl: It’s ok… I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel the warmth of your cum. I have morning after pills.

That was too much for me to take. I rocked and pumped. I went harder and faster. I could feel Cheryl reacting as well, as she held my butt to guide my speed. She held her breath for a moment, and let out a long moan, as I shot all my load into her. “MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm…..”

We lay in bed for a while, and as I pulled my dick out of her pussy, blood had covered my dick.

Me: Haha… I think your menses came, so no need for morning after.

Cheryl: No. I was a virgin.

My smile disappeared.

An original story (Part 10)

By oorey

Over the next few months, Michelle and I were busy with the construction of our house. We went through the architects, feng shui master, interior designers, etc…, and 4 months later, we were ready to move in. One fine day, I called Michelle from my office.

Me: Dear, can you put on something simple tomorrow, like a simple dress or something. I want to bring you to a special place for lunch.

Michelle: Orh… Where to?

Me: You’ll see.

Saturday came, and Uncle Chong drove me to Michelle’s place to pick her up. Michelle and I share this very special bond. She seemed to understand what I think of, and vice versa. She walked out of the lift, dressed in a light yellow polka dotted dress. Her hair was in small curls, and she put on a hair band, with a ribbon. The makeup was very light, with just a touch of blusher to add to otherwise flawless complexion. There was no cleavage, but the dress fitted her perfectly to show off her ample breasts. It was kind of retro, but yet she carried off with a modern tinge. It was perfect.

Michelle: Is this what you expect me to wear?

Me: Absolutely perfect and stunning.

I gave her a long passionate kiss, but she broke me off.

Michelle: So where are we heading?

Me: You’ll see.

We drove to somewhere near Sembawang park, and we arrived at a simple terraced house. Uncle Chong dropped us, and I opened the gate, while holding my girlfriend. We were greeted by two elderly couple.

Me: Daddy, Mummy, this is Michelle, my girlfriend.

Michelle was stunned, but reacted really well.

Michelle: (she bowed lightly, and took out her hands to shake that of my folks) Hi uncle, auntie. It’s so nice to see you. (Turning to me, whispering)Why you never tell me earlier? I could have bought something right?

Michelle and my folks hit off very well, and they seem to like her very much. I had told my parents about Michelle’s parents, and they didn’t ask anything about her family. I had no idea that my girlfriend would hit off with my folks so well, that at some point in time I was completely ignored.

That night, I have never seen Michelle so happy. She was smiling and giggling away during dinner, and making fun of me from all the jokes my mother told her. We made passionate love that night. She came 3 times before we called it a night. As Michelle lay beside me on my bed, I thought to myself, “have I fallen in love with her?”

The day came for us to move into our new house. Michelle had also just passed her driving test, I bought her a mini-cooper. She was thrilled with her new car, just like a child playing with a new toy. We drove around (our front yard, because she was still afraid to take the main road) for almost half an hour. We joked around her lousy parking skills, and made love in her new car. It was squeezy though, unlike my Bentley.

Living with Michelle was a totally new experience, fantastic most of the time, except for the occasional nagging for me to brush my teeth. She also complained about my drooling. Every morning my lovely girlfriend would make breakfast for me, from American set, to congee, to Japanese set. Each day was like a new day. I would read the papers while she prepares my coffee, and all this while she was still holding on to her job. There were times when she had to work late, and it pains me to see her slogging. However, I knew that she likes her job and she was doing well in it. We lived like husband and wife until one day…

I returned home that night and found the house in pitch darkness. The lights in the yard were turned off. The fountain was not working. I thought someone had broken into the house. Uncle Chong was shocked, and asked if we should call the police. I remembered Michelle had taken the day off, and my heart suddenly pumped very fast. “Shit, she better be ok”. I told Uncle Chong to open the boot, and I took out my 7-iron, and told him to call the police. I walked towards the main door, and held my “weapon” tightly. Then, the door opened. I saw a figure walking towards me.

“Happy birthday to you… happy birthday to you”

It was my girlfriend, all dressed in that fateful red gown she wore we first kissed. She had baked a cake for me, and there were 9 candles, 3 big, 6 small. It was my 36th birthday, and I forgot. Guessed I was busy with other things. Just then, everything came to light. The whole house was filled with lightings, the yard came to life, and people were singing “Happy birthday to Peter…” My folks were there, and so was Alex and gang (of course Chloe), people from my company, some of my friends, and Diane. It was the most wonderful birthday I ever had. I never felt happier, and I knew this was right.

I made my birthday wish, and blew my candle.

“Speech, speech, speech…” the crowd cheer. I cleared my throat, and those were the exact words…

“I have actually forgotten my birthday, as I was planning for something else, which all of you will know in a while. Before I get to that, I want to say something about someone. Someone who has been very special in my life.

I have known her for almost 2 years now, and we began our relationship slightly more than a year back. Throughout this period, she has made me felt love. A feeling which I have so yearned for, and spent the last 35 years searching hopelessly for it.
She’s the best that anyone can beat. She is beautiful, caring, love my folks (just as she loves me), virtuous, kind, funny, naughty. I can go on and on, but all of you should know what I mean. She has lived with me without any requests. Made me breakfast every morning, even though she returned the previous night at 1 am. Basically, she has filled my life with happiness, and I want this to last forever.

I’ll quote a line from Jerry Maguire…”

(I walked over to Michelle)

“Michelle, you… complete me… and I love you so much (I took out a blue box, and knelt down). Will you marry me?”

Tears rolled down Michelle’s eyes. I could see it was tears of happiness, tears of joy. She composed herself and nodded. The crowd cheered

Michelle: Do you know this is the first time you said “I love you” to me? I have been waiting for so long. I thought this day would never come.

I slipped on the ring into her finger, and whispered “I love you”.

The party ended at around 1 am. As it was already very late, I told Uncle Chong, and Maria and Cynthia (my maids)to sleep and clean up the next day. Michelle and I went back to our room, and while she stood in front of her dressing table and removed her earrings, I admired her beautiful curves.

I hugged her from behind, and whispered “are you happy?” Michelle turned around and started kissing me. I kissed her back. She kissed me more, and I returned her kiss. Our tongues met, and we tasted each other’s saliva.

I cupped her breast through her silky gown and squeezed her breasts. I have never fucked her in this gown before. She gave out a soft moan and began to unbuckle me. I raised her slit, and gently removed her panties. Her panties fell to the floor, as we stood and frenched deeply. “I love you” she whispered. “I love you too” I replied.

We locked our lips again, and I removed my pants and shirts, but I did not undress her. We continued frenching, and I carried her onto the bed.

Slowly, I pushed the laces off her shoulder, and removed her nipple sticker. Exposing her breast fully, I went on to suck her right nipple, my left hand played with the other nipple, while my right hand fingered her pussy. “ahh ahhh… it feels so good dear… ahh…. ahh… ahhhhh…..!!!!”

I knew she had came, and let her take a breather. She smiled lovingly at me “You like me in this dress right?”

“ You understand me so well” and I frenched her again, and slowly push my dick into her pussy. Even after a year of sex, her pussy remains so tight. I gave a push, to fill her pussy with my cock. “Ahh dear, you are so big today…”

We started from missionary. I was horny, and so was Michelle. I pumped her hard, increasing my rhythm as she increased her moaning. “Dear please…. harder…. harder…..” I increased my strength, and pumped even harder… “Please dear… don’t stop… yes… don’t stop please…”

“Say fuck me harder” I whispered.

“Fuck me like you never fuck me before dear… Please…. fuck me hard…”That was it. It was the first time Michelle said “fuck” I switched to her favourite doggy style and pumped her with all the energy I could summoned. I squeezed her breast so hard that they remained swollen the next day.

“Oh yes… yes…. cumming soon, cumming, don’t stop, don’t stop.. cumming….ahhhh…. ahhh…. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” It must be one of the most powerful cum for her as I felt her whole body shaking, and it was one of her loudest moan ever. I couldn’t hold it longer, and I shot all my seeds into her.

An original story (Part 9)

By oorey

After dinner and some booze, the gang decided to retire back to their room, each getting ready for their action. As all other rooms were fully occupied, Alex told Vivian that she would have to sleep in my room, but there’ll be no action for me. “Damn Alex”.

It was awkward for me and Vivian that evening. She was shy, and I was desperately trying not to look at her to contain any urge I might have.

Me: Do you want a drink?

Vivian: Hmm… ok.

Slowly I began to chat Vivian up. Turns out she had just graduated from mass communication the year before, and had wanted to do her masters. Her ambition was to become a reporter, but her father passed away suddenly, and she had to find a job before completing her studies. It wasn’t easy for her to get a job in the journalism industry. The market is too small. She ended up taking up roles in the television industry to make ends meet, and her recent break was a supporting actress in one of the drama.

She was complaining about how newbies often get bullied by the senior actresses, etc. It was also during one of the bullying that she got approached by Alex’s assistant to be an “assistant” to Alex on his business trip. She didn’t knew Alex wanted sex, and agreed readily coz the money would pay for half of her masters studies. She had rejected all of Alex’s advances and even promised to return him the money she took. Now she has to find some way of paying back, as she had paid the deposit for the masters degree.

Just as Vivian and I were chatting away, surpisingly well, the room’s phone rang.

Alex: Boy, this woman is fantastic.

Me: Glad you enjoyed it. When can I have her back?

Alex: Eh, can I keep her permanently? She said she belongs to you, so I need to ask you first la.

Me: Well… it’s not impossible. Just transfer $200k to me. What did you offer her?

Alex: You know me la, the usual lor, plus whatever $200k you want. Aiyah, small money la. Don’t worry. Money be in on Monday. Thank you hor.

Me: Eh, tell you what. Forget about $200k, since we so good terms. Can you just forgive the money Vivian owes you?

Alex: Wah, you so good ar? Can fuck her liao ar?

Me: No la, just try to make everyone happy ma…

Alex: Anything you say la. Going to make more action liao… Talk tomorrow.

Before I could say anything else, Alex hung up. “What the shit?” I asked myself. Alex typically pays his mistresses $25k a month, plus a car (usually a Z3), and one of his condos (which he builds). This woman really knows how to fish.

Vivian overheard my conversation and she knew she didn’t had to pay Alex back.

Vivian: Thank you. You are really a nice guy, but I’m sorry. No sex ok?

That night I chatted with Vivian until wee hours in the morning so that I can control myself from raping her while she sleeps. We chatted until around 3am, when she suddenly lean over and kissed me on the lips. I was taken aback at first, but kissed her back.

Soon we were engaged in a deep frenching exercise. “No sex ok, I give you a handjob” she whispered. My little brother was bursting already. I had no bargaining chip, and only nodded in silence. Vivian gently removed my pants, and pulled down my underwear. By this time, there was precum all over. She gently cleaned up, and started to stroke my shaft with her fingers.

Each stroke Vivian made, I got higher. I could feel the blood rushing, as she pumped with her gentle fingers. There were precum all over her hands, but she continued. I tried to touch her breast, but she brushed my hands aside and said softly “just a handjob ok? I’m not ready for other things”.

I had no idea how I managed to stayed so cool that night. It could have been the late night, and I just lay down quietly and let her finished the job. Moments later, I unloaded all of my cum onto her hands. Vivian cleaned me up, and hugged me to sleep. The next morning we got ready to return to Singapore.

Soon I arrived at Changi airport, Terminal 3. Michelle was already there waiting for me. The mistresses and Vivian were taking the later flight to prevent being caught. I bade Alex and the gang goodbye, and warned them that Michelle is untouchable. “No worries, I’ve already gotten my new toy. But Ah Boy, I must say your taste have improved every since you semi-retired”. Alex told me jokingly.

Michelle gave me a warm hug as I walked towards her. I love the feeling of someone picking you up from the airport. It gave me a sense of belonging. Something which I have been yearning for years but have yet found. Unexpectedly I found it with Michelle. “It’s time…”

An original story (Part 8)

By oorey

I pushed her away and took some tissue papers to clean up before I made a mess out of the new car. Chloe was still out. I dressed up, went out of the car, and took a huge towel, which I l kept for golfing. I covered Chloe up, and drove to Ritz Carlton. By the time we arrived, Chloe was already awake and fully dressed. We checked into a suite, and continued more actions for the night.

Chloe laid on my chest, and whispered “ I really like you.”

Me: You can only like my cock and nothing else. This is purely sex only. Make sure you control your own feelings.

Chloe: … (tears were welling up)

Me: Uncle Chong (my chauffeur) will pick you up tomorrow to see my doctor. Get some morning after pills, and some patches as well.
By now, some tears had already rolled down her cheeks. I hated this scene, so I just pulled her closer and gave her a hug.

Me: It’s not easy being my kept woman. There will be huge sacrifices that you need to make, but I’ll make sure you are properly rewarded for each sacrifice, so all you need to do is to listen to me ok?

Chloe nodded. Before I left, I told her to get ready for the trip to China over the weekend.

Weekend came quickly. I chose to depart on a Friday morning so that Michelle couldn’t send me off. I met my kakis at the airport, and all of them brought their mistresses. One of them, Alex, a 52 years old director, who also owns a construction company was the richest among us, and he actually brought one of the celebrity in the entertainment world.

Alex: Eh Boy (yeah, he calls me that), your girl damn sexy huh? Big boobs, and cute butt. How old is she? Looks 19 to me…

Me: You like ar? Older than 19 la…. Early 20s I think.

We both laughed and boarded the plane. It was Chloe’s first time on a first class cabin, and she was totally swept off. She couldn’t stop playing with all the gadgets on the plane, and kept looking at the stewardess as they prepared her food. It was like bring a kid out.

Alex and the rest were rather amused, and kept making jokes out of Chloe. Friday night was rather tiring as we played a 9-hole after we checked into the club, and by the time I reached the room, I collapsed and fell asleep. I told Chloe to wake me up at 8 am, as we had a morning tee-off.

I woke up early the next day to a familiar feeling. Chloe was giving me her signature BJ. I looked at the clock, and it was 7am. “I woke up too early, and I didn’t know where to go for breakfast…” she whispered and continued sucking.

I haven’t had a morning BJ for quite a while, and it definitely felt good. “I made some tea though…” Chloe then took a sip of tea, and then continued sucking me… “God…” I thought to myself.
“but the tea made me thirsty, so I have to drink some iced water” she took another sip of iced water, and I was receiving the fire and ice treatment. This went on for a few times, and I unloaded my morning dew fully in her mouth, and she swallowed every single drop of it.

I sucked at the golf game after the BJ, and Alex was laughing (with envy). As we were completing the 18th hole, he pulled me to aside.

Alex: Eh, your girl good?

Me: Very. Why?

Alex: I made a terrible mistake this time. The girls don’t want to let me touch her.

Me: How come? Did you not pay?

Alex: Dunno how my assistant arranged this one la. She said only company only. No fuck. Not even touching. KNN… I want to burst liao. Eh, can we exchange for tonight?

Me: Have to check. Let you know later.

Alex exercise a big influence around the business world. He’s on very good terms with a few politicians around the Asian region, and usually this makes business operations very smooth and easy. I will always try to let him have his wish, and since I am prepared for this, I reckoned I will just ask Chloe, but in a tactical way.

We finished the 18th hole, and I hit 10 strokes above par. “All Chloe’s fault” I thought. That evening, before we went for dinner, I took out my cheque book and wrote Chloe a cheque of $20,000.

Chloe: What’s this for?

Me: You’ll sleep with Alex tonight.

Chloe: Are you crazy?! I am not into this ok?

Me: There are a few ways that you will do this, either with your consent or without your consent, or you can take off. Your choice.

Her eyes started to turn red, and I can see she was holding back her tears.

Me: (Softening a little). Alex might be old, but he is a nice person. Treat him well and you’d be treated well.

Chloe: … (still holding back her tears, while biting her lips) Do I have a choice?

Me: Good. Now dry those tears and get ready for dinner.

If I hadn’t seen Chloe’s reaction, I would never have guessed she would be the slightest uncomfortable with Alex. Perhaps she was doing it for the money. Chloe sat beside Alex during dinner, flirting with him, and placing her hand on his thighs. I wonder if I had indirectly transformed Chloe into a slut. Alex was of course ecstatic. His “mistress” (Vivian) sat beside me, and we hardly spoke.