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It’s obvious to most people that I am living a very good life…family, money, children, career. In fact, I am very proud of my achievements in life as I built my career from scratch.
I am the eldest son born to my parents who have 6 kids in total (it’s common to have a lot of kids and to get married and give birth at very young age in those days). My parents reared the 6 of us by selling duck rice at hawker centre. Life was not easy but I managed to ace my studies, graduated from NUS with a good degree (degree is a big thing in my times) and carve out my own career by first working for a MNC and later setting up my own business. Now I am the proud boss of a local logistic company with our own shipping vessels and warehouses in Singapore and regionally.
My mother passed away a few years back and my father is now staying with my family. My wife is a full-time housewife after my business took off and she looks after the whole house dutifully and effectively. I am the CEO of my business while she is the CEO of my household. I am very proud of my two sons, Ryan and Rex. Ryan, my elder son, is now studying medicine at NUS and he is the academic genius in the family. Smart, mild-mannered and gentlemanly. Rex, my younger son, is not as good academically as his brother, but he is the sunshine of the family. Handsome, athletic, eloquent and street-smart. Rex has just graduated from SMU business and is working at my company now. Ryan’s aspiration is to be a top surgeon so I am hoping for Rex to take over my business one day.
The two brothers are very close to each other although their characters are very different. Possibly it’s due to my wife’s upbringing of the kids that the family is a very close-knitted group and all of us live together in the same house. Although I can well-afford for them to stay closer to their college, it was never brought up to us that they want to stay outside on their own or at hostel.
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As usual, we were having dinner together at home on a Sunday evening. It’s a family tradition and a rule I have set that every Sunday, the family must gather together to have dinner no matter how busy each one is. So this is just one of those Sunday evenings…
Ryan: “Pa, Ma, the Sunday after next will be Ma’s birthday. Shall we go to Ma’s favourite restaurant to celebrate?”
Me: “Sure, that’s a good idea, why not”
Rex: “And me and Ryan are going to give you all a nice present that day!”
My wife: “So nice. What’s the present? Bringing your girlfriends to see us?”
Ryan: “Wow Ma, you are so smart! How did you guess that?”
Rex: “Ryan! I thought we agreed to keep it as a surprise?!? Why did you let slip the moment Ma tries to lure you to reveal it?”
All of us started laughing. That’s the character of my two sons… Ryan is always the straight and go-by-the-book type while Rex is the fun and energetic one.
Time: Monday morning
Today marks the beginning of an important date in my company. It’s the day when the annual batch of new graduates starts work at my company. My company counts as one of the top 3 logistics company in Singapore and every year, we will take in around 50 graduates from the 3 local universities, staffing them around the various departments.
I have high expectations of my people and any one who joins my company must be of certain calibre, in terms of both brains and looks. The world is all about packaging, if you can’t package yourself, how are you expected to be effective in your work? Hence my HR department always go into overdrive to ensure we get the best graduates and my company has no lack of qualities to attract these new joiners. In fact, it is like a dream come true for many of the local graduates to join my company.
To be honest, I don’t usually have much to do with the new joiners as I leave the job of welcoming them to my HR people and department heads. At most, I will give them a pep talk along with my department heads on the first day and they will get assigned to the various departments, and that’s about it. I nod to them in the hall and ask them how it is going from time to time, but I don’t really come into contact with the new joiners nor know them well. Until this year, that is.
There are two reasons why this year is special.
First reason is that Rex is joining the company among this batch of new joiners. Although Rex is my son and I intend to hand over the business to him one day, I never want him to come into the company with special privileges. Hence our relationship is kept a secret and he has passed the HR interview and got into the company purely on his own merits. Other than a few of the senior management who were with me for many years, not many knew about his status and we intend to keep it that way, so that Rex can work his way up and learn the basic foundation like anybody else.
Second reason is that our company has recently started a new “Management Trainee” program. Under this program, the company has hired 5 candidates and they are to be handpicked and become understudy/executive assistants to the CEO, COO, CFO, CIO and Engineering Director. Some of them hate the thought of having a bunch of clueless 20-year-olds wandering around the office wasting our time, but I think it’s a workable idea. They have a lot of ideas and energy, and they have not yet become tainted by “conventional wisdom”. Hence I am a strong propagate of this program and I hope our new understudies can be nurtured into future management staff as well as bring some new inventions to the organisation.
Obviously, with Rex’s calibre, he is among the 5 candidates under this Management Trainee program.
So here we are in the boardroom, me the CEO, along with my top management, looking at each of the 5 Management Trainee taking turns to do a presentation to all of us, so that each one of us will pick one to be our understudy as a executive assistant.
For some reason, Angel really caught my eye. It’s hard to say exactly why. Angel is a young, pretty lady, though she is perhaps less noticeable because she lacks the “qualities” that the men in the office so adored: mainly large breasts, flirty behaviour and revealing clothing. Angel has none of those, though she is very presentable with her long, jet-black hair and bright dewy eyes. She wears plain-looking clothing which pretty much covers all of her small, but well-proportioned body. She is very sweet and well-mannered, but many of the other female candidates are as well. There is just something different about her. Her long hair is tied up neatly in a bun behind her head. She has a pair of captivating eyes and her smile is demure with a slight dimple. Her voice is deep and well-controlled. Her dress is a silky, white piece with red patches designs, that stops nicely just above her knee. When she sits down, her dress is pulled up nicely around her thigh level. Her complexion is fair and simply flawless. Yes, I think it’s her complexion. She just seem so smooth and silky and I can’t help but to rest my eyes on her. I found myself looking at Angel again and again without even realising it.
So you would have guessed it, Angel is my handpicked understudy management trainee. Of course I would have my pick first as the CEO. As it is, Rex becomes the understudy to the COO, as I would not want him to be under me as well.
All of us leave the board room with our selected candidates and go back to our respective room. I am now sitting behind my table while I get Angel to sit down at the sofa in front of my desk, briefing her on some of the duties and work that she can get started with.
After finishing with the brief, Angel is to get back to her own desk just outside my room to start her work. At this moment, Angel uncrosses her legs to stand up and within that 1-2 seconds when she uncrosses her legs, I caught the view of the triangle between her legs. It is black colour. It just matches her white dress and pure fair complexion perfectly.
My manhood rises together with her, watching intently at her back view as she leaves my room. All my attention rests on her little ass as she walks out, with all my imagination visualing the black panty she has under that white dress… It has been a while since I am so attracted to someone in my own office.
Time: Monday night
Location: Living room at home
The family is lazing around in the living room, watching tv together after dinner.
My Wife: “Rex, how is your first day at work?”
Rex: “It’s good. Pa’s company is huge and well organised. I have a few close schoolmates from SMU joining today as well. Pa, how is your EA (Executive Assistant), Angel? She is from my school too.”
Me: “Oh really? So you know her well? I’ve seen her grades, 1st class honours like you. Smart girl?”
Rex: “Yes, very smart. Capable too. She is well-known in school for her excellent project work and presentation skills. Pa, you made a good choice in choosing Angel as your EA. She is also the belle of our course, very pretty huh?”
Me: “Ok that’s the first impression so far. But it depends on her work performance. You must not disgrace me too. Uncle Lim (my COO) is a very strict boss but you can learn a lot from him too.”
Rex: “Don’t worry Pa. You know I have never failed you.”
Our conversation drifted to other topics including the upcoming birthday dinner for my wife… the dinner reservation, Ryan’s and Rex’s girlfriend invitation, the dress code and so on… but my mind is on our earlier conversation on Angel. Smart, capable, belle of the course… I had wanted to ask Rex if she has a boyfriend but it’s just so wrong to discuss such things with my son… My mind kept drifting to the black triangular patch and her angelic face.
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Time: Tuesday morning
Location: My room in office
The moment I step into my room, a familiar aroma greeted me. It’s the smell of my favourite Blue Mountain expresso.
I sit down onto my armchair and press the phone to call Angel in. I look at Angel coming through my door. She is exquisite: creamy, porcelain skin, long, curling hair that matches her expressive, doe-liked eyes framed with long curly lashes. It is her eyes that I liked most, mirror-like and innocent, almost like an angel.
Angel is dressed in a power-suit: a beige jacket over a white, silky spaghetti top that hugs her petite body frame, with a matching beige min-skirt. This girl has good dress sense. Sexy but not revealing.
Angel: “Good morning, Mr Henry.”
Me: “Morning. Thanks for the coffee. You are observant. Anyway, I need these papers on my desk by 2 pm. Also, make sure the McGrath document is amended based on these requirements and included…” blah blah blah continuing with my brief to Angel on her workload today.
Angel takes over the files and documents from me and quickly looks through them.
Angel: “Mr Henry, where can I find the McGrath document that you mentioned?”
Me: “Oh, it’s on the shelf over there.” I walk over to the shelf at the far corner, with Angel following close behind.
I take the file from the shelf and quickly turn around. My mind go blank when suddenly, my elbow bump into something soft.
“So sooory Mr Henry” Angel stuttered, nervously biting her lip and tucking her hair behind her ear. Taking one quick, anxious glance at me, her eyes quickly return to the ground where the files and papers have dropped. Angel drops to the ground, gathering and picking up the papers she has dropped when my elbow bumped into her.
This is when I get a good glimpse at her downblouse. Her spaghetti top has opened up at the top when she bends down to pick up the documents. I can see from her neckline all the way into her chest and see two creamy buns forming a nice cleavage. Her breasts are not huge, a small B-cup at most, but they are very well-proportioned, just nice for her petite body frame. Angel is wearing a light-blue lacy bra. The bra is hugging her two moulds nicely, how I wish my hands can replace the bra…..
Sure that I look like a fool standing there. I become painfully aware of the provocative position we are in, with me standing there, facing a squatting Angel. I take a step back so that I won’t do anything irrational. The sight of Angel on her knees, in front of me, with a nice view of her downblouse is more exciting than I like to admit. But I must control myself. This is my office. I am a respected boss and I have a good family and my son is schoolmate with this beautiful girl. No, I must control myself.
“Ok, Mr Henry, I got all the documents.” With one last bite of her lips, Angel stands up, greets me politely and turns around me to walk out my room.
Watching her leave, I take the time to admire her, the sway of her hips and the intoxicating aura about her. Her beige mini-skirt fits like a second skin and her beautifully rounded ass looks so amazing. How nice if I can see her bending over from the back. And I think I can make out her sexy panty-line on her ass. Not very clear but surely visible.
Time: Tuesday evening (same day)
Location: Office lift lobby
It’s 6 pm. I am waiting for the lift at the lift lobby together with a number of the staff. I am a boss that always believes in work-life balance and it’s the company culture for everyone to knock off on time at 6 pm.
The door opens and since I am the boss, the others will always let me into the lift first. I thought that’s a stupid practice as I will be squeezed all the way at the back of the lift. But knowing Asians, if I don’t go into the lift first, nobody else will. So as usual, I am standing all the way back in the lift. Our company is on the 45th storey, so by the time it reaches midway, more and more people are squeezing into the lift.
It is stuffy as hell in that lift as usual, mostly due to the fact that it is an ultra-old lift with poor ventilation and also partly due to the fact that it is jam-packed with people. 15 people are packed into a lift designed to hold 10 comfortably. The way we are crammed in together, you can’t even breathe without jostling someone. I am stuck at the far back, and the only difference today is that Angel is standing in front of me.
The lift opens up at the 28th storey and there is this bunch of Japanese people who just force their way into the lift although it is already packed. I think Japanese people are just so used to packed lifts and trains. With the extra crowd coming in, Angel is forced to squeeze further back and it is at this moment when our bodies come into contact with one another, with Angel’s back leaning into me.
It’s nature. Angel is pressed so tightly against me, her warm soft body rubbing so nicely against mine with every subtle movement. Her head turns to check the lift display to see what floor we are on. I can sense that she is getting uncomfortable with the situation. I have tried to control myself but my dick starts to inflate with her rubbing up against me causing quite a stir down south. It is now grown to a rigid state, hard enough to rest comfortably in her butt, finding its way between the two butt cheeks and anchoring itself onto her butt crack. I am sure Angel can feel it as she is becoming more uncomfortable and starts fidgeting. Well, not that her fidgeting helps in anything but to get me more and more aroused.
I can’t do anything much in that situation other than trying to think of something else in my mind to distract myself from the arousal. But the more I tried, the more Angel’s images flashes into my mind. I feebly attempt to whisper to Angel in front of me “Sorry, the lift is too crammed.”
As if to acknowledge her awkwardness with the situation as well, Angel turned her head slightly and murmured softly “Don’t worry, Mr Henry. I understand.” Her fresh breath blowing across my face.
It is supposed to relieve the awkwardness but somehow her acknowledgement of the situation arouses me even more. My new EA, young, pretty, smart. Her sexy butt that I have been ogling is now nestled in front of my raging hard-on and she knows it, and yet we can’t do anything about it. Stimulating.
Suddenly, the lift jerks to a stop. Angel looks around in worry, her scented hair brushing my face, giving me a fresh breath of fragrance in this lousily-ventilated packed lift. The lights go off and the ventilation fan swirls slowly to a stop. There is a lift failure. Someone in front is pressing the alarm religiously, thinking that the more you press, the faster help will come. But it only serves to create more noise pollution and annoyance for everyone in the lift.
People are getting impatient and annoyed and uncomfortable and a lot of shuffling in the pitch darkness of the lift. In order to make oneself more comfortable, everyone is shuffling and jostling to get more space for themselves, as if a little bit more space will make their situation better. All these jostling only serves to push Angel more and more into me and cause her to jostle as well.
I try my best not to, I really tried, but the weight of her butt resting on top of my shaft, causes the little sucker to grow and grow and to my absolute horror, it is now at its hardest and thickest state, almost forcing my trouser open. It is now pointing skyward, finding its natural spot in the butt crack of the sexiest butt I have ever seen. Almost subconsciously and naturally, I start to slide my shaft subtlety up and down her ass crack. As more blood poured into my rod, I am now hissing in agony when the thick head is trying to worm its way into some hole or crevice.
At this moment, my eyes glow in the dark when I feel Angel reciprocating my action. I am pretty sure Angel feels it and is getting aroused by it. As slowly and subtlety as it is, Angel’s butt begins to move in tandem with my rubbing. The friction of those warm, soft butt rubbing the side of my cock is tantalising. We are now masturbating each other. Angel’s movement is slow, like a caress. Her warm butt is heaven against my cock, and the slowness of each movement is almost torture. I am pushing harder and harder into her. My hands move around her body and grab them. Soft and subtle. Perfect size. I don’t know if it’s my imagination but I think I heard a soft, barely audible, moan from Angel.
I am now grabbing and kneading Angel’s breast like a prized possession, and rubbing my shaft up and down her butt. I am smelling her hair and tries to blow into the back of her ears. Angel tries to turn her head but her body has no space to turn at all. I manage to kiss the side of her face and starts to lick her ear. I know Angel is totally aroused like myself now. If we are in a room by ourselves, I am sure we will jump into bed right away and fuck each other silly.
I can hear Angel letting out a barely audible soft gasp, and her body shuddering into me. Is that her orgasm? That thought proves too much for me and my cock erupts in a violent explosion. Did we both orgasm almost at the same time?
Eeeewwww, the ventilation fan starts rotating again and the lights flicker back to life. The lift starts to continue its descent. Me and Angel are now standing as normal. The lift finally reaches the ground floor, and people start pouring out from the lift. Angel quickly follows the crowd out and walks away quickly, without turning to look at me nor attempting to make any acknowledgement of what has just happened… But I know I have one of the most sexciting orgasm in my life.
Time: Wednesday morning
I wake up at 6 am and decide to go to work much earlier than usual this morning.
Firstly, there is a very important 9 am meeting where we are meeting our company’s top client to discuss about renewing our contract for another 2 years. This deal itself is worth about $25 Million. Hence the whole management team will be there and I am personally doing the pitch to ensure we win the account.
Secondly, I can’t really sleep well throughout the night. Somehow, those images of what happened in the lift kept flashing back to my mind and Angel’s face kept appearing in my dreams. Maybe my old body and mind have not been exposed to such intense sexual stimulation for a long time. I mean, how much rendezvous you would expect from a 49-yr old man? I have always been the dutiful husband and responsible father and I am a well-respected figure in the business community. Hence I have not had much rendezvous for the longest time I can recall. Sure, I am not exactly a saint, and I have engaged socialites and gone KTV before, but those were in my younger days. When my business grows bigger, my attention and energy are all expended on the business and my family. Furthermore it is always my mantra not to get involved with anyone from the company as things might get complicated with me being the boss. I have a family and reputation to protect. But somehow, Angel just feels different.
I reach the office at 7.15 am and obviously, at that hour, I am the first and only person in the office. I switches on my laptop and check my email, standard procedure for every morning.
16 unread emails. One particular email catches my attention.
Time of sending: 5.10 am
Subject: Good morning
I pause and look at that email. Did not open it as a thousand thoughts and questions go through my mind. Why is she sending email at such unearthly hours? Is she mad at last evening’s incident and sending in her resignation? Did she have a sleepless night as well like me?
I summon the courage and click on the email.
“Hi Mr Henry,
I know the company is having an important meeting with Corfume at 9 am this morning. Hence I have prepared some information about them which I thought might be useful to you……”
and the rest of email goes on to talk about the pitch later.
For a moment, I just find this girl so sweet. Don’t know why I feel that way. Is it because she did not kick a big fuss over last evening? Is it because she is so serious about her work? I just can’t explain, but a wave of sweetness just overcomes me.
Angel. Interesting girl. I am getting more and more intrigued by this girl.
I stand up from my desk and walk out of my room. Angel’s desk is right outside my room. Her desk is neatly organized. I open her notebook, her handwriting is very neat. I open her drawer, in it are some HR handbook and stationeries. Then I see a photoframe with Angel’s photo in it. Think she doesn’t want to put it out onto her desk yet as she is still too new. It is a very nice, close-up photo of her. I scrutinize at her photo. Very pretty features. Perfect complexion. Flawless. My libido just twitches on its own without warning. Damn pervert. I am actually getting turned on by a photo.
I don’t know what come over me. I unzip my trousers, release my suppressed cock from its restraint and begin tugging at it. This must be the craziest thing I have done in my life. Or second craziest behind the lift incident.
I can feel the tension building up. I am fantasizing about Angel by just looking at her photo.
That’s the sound of the lift reaching our level. Someone is coming. At a world record speed, I push back my cock, zip up and go back into my room and sit down. Phew! I made back to safety. Can you imagine someone seeing their boss masturbating in office at the photo of his young female subordinate? I would be dead meat.
It’s Angel coming through the door.
Angel: “Good morning, Mr Henry. You are here so early.”
Me: “Hi Angel. Yeah, preparing for the presentation later.”
Angel: “I guess as much. I hope my information does help a little.”
Me: “That’s very diligent of you, Angel. Thanks for that.”
Angel is behaving ever so naturally. I guess, that in a way, dispels off any awkwardness of last evening’s incident. I go back to preparing for my presentation (although my heart and adrenalin is still pumping at crazy speed) and Angel is starting to settle down at her desk. From my seat, I can see Angel clearly from the glass panel of my room overseeing the whole office.
Angel has a puzzled look on her face, standing by her desk. Her hand reaches out and takes up a photo frame. She glances swiftly in my direction.
I am staring at my laptop screen. I don’t dare to look up at her direction. In my hurry, I forgot to put back her photo into the drawer. I am going to find a hole and hide myself.
Nothing much happened between me and Angel after those embarrassing moments. Of course, she is always on my mind. Her angelic face, her petite body, the soft, warm feel of her butt against my cock, her sexy hip, her sweet demeanour. Everything about her just keeps coming back to my mind every moment. In fact, she has become the ONLY fantasy target of mine when I am relieving my built-up sexual tension every now and then. Angel is now my number 1 masturbation target. I have to masturbate to her images every night, especially after facing her every day at work. During weekend, I will start to miss her…
I know it’s impossible for me to get too close to Angel. I am older than her by 20-plus years. I have a wife, two sons and I am a reputatble businessman. I don’t even know much about her, but I am just so strongly attracted by her youthful beauty.
And in all my years of being a boss, I always hold by the mantra that I cannot get entangled with anyone from the company as things can get very messy.
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Time: Sunday evening
Location: Wife’s favourite restaurant celebrating her birthday
Today is an important day. My wife’s birthday. I mean, a birthday isn’t really that important for people of our age. In fact, we are getting afraid of birthdays as we aren’t exactly that young anymore.
Rather, today is an important day because this is the first time that both my precious sons, Ryan and Rex, are bringing their girlfriends to meet us. Both Ryan and Rex are handsome, smart and capable young men and I am sure they would have their pick among the ladies. They have never brought any girls to meet us before, though I know Rex have had a couple of girlfriends before. Rex was quite close to his first girlfriend, if I remembered correctly, it’s his classmate from his Junior College days, a girl by the name of Le Xin. They broke up when he went to serve his National Service while she went to university. Ryan has never had a girlfriend before as he is a very diligent young man who devotes all his energy and time to his books. He is bringing his very first girlfriend to see us today. As such, me, my wife and my father, are all eagerly anticipating to see them today.
Time is now 6.25 pm. My father, my wife and myself are seated in the private room of our favourite Chinese restaurant. We are waiting for our sons and their girlfriends to arrive. We have arranged the dinner to be at 6.30 pm. They should be arriving anytime soon.
“Ring, ring” My phone is ringing.
Phone: “Hi Pa, I am stucked in the traffic. Will be there soon. Pls wait for us.”
Me: “No problem Rex. Drive carefully.”
Phone: “Thanks Pa. See you later. Say sorry to Ma. Bye.”
At this moment, we see Ryan walking towards our room from the restaurant entrance. Behind him is a ravishing lady.
Long, wavy black hair down to her waist, dressed in a designer black dress to her knee level. Slim, curvaceous figure. An aura of elegance and beauty accompanies her every step. Her face, that must be the envy of all women. She has a face that will make every man drool over her and every woman jealous of her. Her eyes are bright and captivating. Her nose is sharp and pointed. Her mouth is small and alluring. She is perfect. Very, very beautiful.
Ryan: “Hi Grandpa, Pa and Ma, this is my girlfriend, Crystal.”
Crystal: “Hello, Grandpa, Uncle, Auntie. Happy Birthday Auntie.”
She looks even more beautiful when she is close up. Her eyes can capture every man’s heart. Ryan has great taste
My wife: “Don’t stand there. Come take a seat”
“Sorry Everyone! We are only a min late. We just about made it! Oh Kor, you also just arrive?” It’s Rex at the door.
Ryan: “Oh Rex, you are here. Let me introduce, this is Crystal.”
Rex: “Le Xin?”
Crystal: “Rex? You are Ryan’s brother?”
Ryan: “You know each other?”
Rex: “Oh ya… we knew each other… we were JC classmates…”
Ryan: “Oh such a small world haha.”
Le Xin? Rex’s first and ex-girlfriend, Le Xin? This is such a surprising coincidence, and I am not so sure whether this is a good thing. But something more shocking is grabbing my full attention right now.
Rex: “Hi ppl, let me introduce my girlfriend. Pa already knows her. This is Angel.”
Yes, Angel. The very same Angel that I have been fantasizing about every night and has experienced the most sensual orgasm in my life by rubbing my cock against her sexy butt in the lift. She has become my son’s girlfriend.
Our distance seem to be closer now, but I have never felt more distant from Angel than ever before.
We are having dinner at a very upscale Chinese-fusion restaurant, you know, not the atypical Chinese restaurant that you would normally expect. Chandelier crystal lightings hanging atop the middle of the reflective black tempered glass round table, shiny cutlery sets resting on nicely-crafted stands, spotless plates and bowls shimmering in the room. Not those usual Chinese restaurant decor with big, white table cloth and China-designed cutlery. The decor is much more atas and of italian flavour. The food servings is also different from the usual Chinese fare. It comes in much smaller proportion, and done up tastefully in nicely-layered designs and colours. The dishes are all my wife’s favourite, abalone with black truffle, shark’s fins with birds’ nest, scallops with caviar…. Chinese-Italian-French fusion cuisine served with a 1968 Chateau Gloria, St. Julien red wine.
The ambience is great. The mood is joyous. The diners on the table are enjoying themselves. Ryan and Crystal, Rex and Angel, my father, my wife, they are all chatting happily away and enjoying the sumptuous delicacies. Crystal is a chatty lady, much similar to the character of Rex, and they are bringing up the mood of everyone, cracking jokes and reminiscing about their school days and all the fun… Ryan and Angel are more quiet, but you can see them being the accommodating other half, laughing at their partner’s jokes and taking food for their partners into their plates. It seems more like Ryan and Angel are much similar while Rex and Crystal are like a chirpy pair that never runs out of topics. Is that what you call “opposite attracts”? My wife is grinning from ear to ear as she seems so happy with the two prospective daughter-in-laws, almost like hoping they would get married right away. On and off, we would toast each other in a celebratory birthday mood.
As for me, my mind is a thousand miles away. I am already downing my fifth glass of wine and I am feeling pretty good myself. Angel has that soft glow in her cheeks when the alcohol warms her up. She catches me looking at her and avoids eye contact with me. Not sure if it’s my imagination, I see her running her tongue along her lips, as if she is trying to let me know what she is thinking. Without warning, I am flooded with the vision of Angel and me rubbing each other in the lift, only this time, the images are more blurry and fleeting and pounding my brain in random fashion. One after another, I imagine what she looks like now, then licking her luscious lips, next in a myriad of positions: on her back, legs straight up in the air, crouching on her knees in doggie style, riding on top. I see what she looks like as she opens her sweet lips and takes in the head of a cock, my cock all the way into her mouth. I push hard all the way into her throat, causing her to choke. I begin to pull out and push into her mouth, using her small mouth for my sextisfaction.
“……Is that right, Pa?” They are all staring at me now, waiting for an answer, and I haven’t had a clue what they have been talking about. I mumble out a quick “yes” and averts their eye contact. I don’t know what the hell is happening to me. Maybe it’s the alcohol, maybe it’s the disappointment that Angel turns out to be my son’s girlfriend, maybe it’s just plain sex-deprivation of mine. Whatever it is, I am a sex-crazed bastard.
“See, I told you. Pa also recognises that Angel is a capable helper” Rex rattles away. So they are talking about Angel working as my assistant. Phew I manage to get away this time.
My mind starts to drift away again and I try not to look at Angel’s direction. I try to pick up a piece of the scallop from the middle and my elbow knocks my soup spoon down. I push back my chair slightly and bend my body down to pick up the spoon. This is where it catches my attention.
I see the sexiest pair of legs I have ever seen. Flawless, unblemished, slender, fair and curvy. My eyes scan from the feet upwards to the knee and I see the two thighs slightly parted at the middle. I am treated to a view of white panties in a slightly parted thighs wrapped around in black mini-skirt. This is the classic upskirt view, white in black. When I am moving up, I think I see the two thighs parting slightly further apart to give me a better view. I pause for 3 seconds. It’s such an inviting view, but I cannot stay down there for too long or else it would look suspicious. It really take me great effort and sanity to forsake that wonderful upskirt view of my son’s girlfriend.
I sit up and look at Crystal. She is talking to the others something about Ryan. I see her stealing a sideway glance at me and a slight smirk at the corner of her lips.
Is it my alcohol-induced imagination again?
Time: Almost midnight on Sunday
Location: Study room at home
I am now slouching in the armchair in my own study room. The Hi-Fi system is playing some soothing music in the background and the room is almost dark with the lights off. This is my favorite personal space and time. My study is the place where I work and also the place where I relax.
The family is used to me being at my retreat in the study. No one would dare to disturb me when I am locked up in my study room. They know I would snap at anyone who attempts to intrude this privacy of mine or interrupt me in the midst of deep thoughts.
I am now relaxing and trying to sober myself from the countless glasses of red that I have downed. At the same time, I am recollecting the events of the night, especially the two pretty girlfriends of my sons. Being their father, I am proud of them in having such girlfriends: pretty, smart, well-educated, good manners, refined, elegant and capable. Definitely worthy of being part of our distinguished family.
Relationship: Ryan’s girlfriend; Rex’s ex-girlfriend
Occupation: Journalist for a top business publication. Anyone who works for this publication must be smart, presentable, knowledgeable and well-connected in the business community
Character: Bubbly, outspoken, direct, intelligent, eloquent, adventurous, confident
Likes: Sports such as golf, diving, tennis, snooker. Enjoys travelling. Exotic cuisine.
Looks: Sophisticated, refined, model-like, slim and curvaceous figure, think a C-cupper, captivating eyes that can melt any man when she smiles, sharp nose, sexy lips. Her eyes are her best assets, she can look innocent one minute and seductive the next at her own whim and fancies. I am sure she has killed a lot of guys with her eyes.
Relationship: Rex’s girlfriend; my Executive Assistant
Occupation: Executive Assistant to CEO at a large, local enterprise
Character: Reserved, refined, elegant, quiet, accommodating
Likes: Classical music. Reading novels and business books. Enjoys movies.
Looks: Refined, sweet and cute face, doe-eyed, petite figure, flawless and fair complexion. Her best assets are her fair skin and sweet demeanor. Her sweetness can drown any guy.
Both ladies are pure beauties in their own ways. I should be happy that my sons have such good girlfriends.
However, when I close my eyes, provocative images keep invading my mind. Angel’s sexy butt. Crystal’s seductive eyes. Angel’s shy smile. Crystal’s sexy legs. Angel’s cherry mouth. Crystal’s voluptuous chest. Both their upskirt. I have caught glimpses of both their panties and it is such a big, personal turn-on for me. I just can’t stand the seduction of zaogeng from SYT.
I am getting aroused again with the forbidden thoughts of my sons’ girlfriends. What the hell is wrong with me?
I switches on the laptop. Type in a familiar URL. It’s a chat-site. I would think I am quite a “in” middle-aged man. On and off, I do frequent chat-sites to kill my boredom and also to let out my feelings in the cyberspace where no one knows me. The site I am in right now is a chat-site of sexual content. People are here to play around and to seek sexual contentment. I need to vent out my sexual frustration, hopefully I will feel better after that.
I am going to use the nick “Forbidden Feelings” today as that is representative of my mental state of mind right now. Searching for someone to chat…. the circle just keeps revolving.
“Hi how are you?”
I click on the name and she appears in my chat window. Her nick is “Feeling Sexy”.
Me: “Hi. Nice nick”
She: “Haha that is my feeling right now. So you are craving for some forbidden love or something?”
Me: “Haha smart girl. Just feeling frustrated.”
She: “May I ask your age? I am 20 plus”
Me: “Around 50”
She: “Then she must be your student or your daughter-in-law?”
Interesting. This is an intelligent chatter.
Me: “My son’s girlfriend”
She: “She must be beautiful”
Me: “Totally mesmerizing”
She: “Can I help with anything?”
She: “What is the most memorable image you have of her?”
This question struck me hard. Angel and Crystal are battling it out in my perverse mind. That last image of Crystal’s upskirt wins the vote.
Me: “Her white panty in her black mini-skirt”
There is a pause of 2 min. Feeling of disappointment starts to form when…
She: “On your webcam window”
She is wearing a black dress that stops at her hemline. I can see her from her chest level now, sitting on her chair. She is teasing me by swaying her both legs in tandem from side to side, giving me blurry glimpses of the white triangle between her legs.
She: “What are you wearing now?”
Me: “White T-shirt, black shorts, home casual clothes”
She: “You want to show me?”
I like the way she leads me on. I on my webcam, carefully positioning it to my lower half of my body as well, making sure my face is not visible.
She: “You have a great body for a 50-yr old. Do you want to see more of me? Take off your shorts”
As if in a trance, I obey her instructions. She opens up her legs. I can now see her white panty in glorious view. It looks so sexy. The scene at the restaurant is now in full flash-back. I want to grab and fuck Crystal.
Her fingers are now moving up and down her crotch area.
She: “Take out your cock and rubs it.”
I am tugging at my hardened cock now and focusing on the view in my computer screen and fantasizing that it is Crystal on the other side.
She: “What’s her name?”
She: “Do you want to stuff your cock into C’s pussy” She has taken off her panty now and showing her pussy to me and fingering it.
She: “Do you want to cum on me? Print out the pic I sent you.”
There is a pic file sent over. I print that out. It’s a nice, full photo of her with her face blurred.
Me: ” Wow thank you. Can I cum on your photo?”
She: “Can I stop you?”
All this time my right hand is stroking my cock while my left hand is holding up the pic close above my cock. My eyes are rotating between the computer screen looking at her fingering her pussy furiously and her sexy pic on my hand.
She: “Uncle, I am C. Pls make love to me. Fuck my pussy. Your son’s cock is not filling my pussy. I love mature man like you. Pls cum on me.”
I can sense my momentum building up.
She: “Arrgghh, Uncle, you are so good. Ahh ahhh ah ah ahhhh ahhhh ooohh ahhh ohhh orrrhhh ahhhh ahhh ooooo errr ahhhh”
Her moaning is intoxicating. I can see her reaching orgasm.
I blow my load all over the photo, hot cum covering almost entirely her whole body. First up her face, and her body takes two long thick streaks of it, then her hair catches a third, longer streak, then her arm, then her legs and crotch and finally her feet is treated to a final blob.
Me: “Thanks, this is great.”
She: “Did you like cumming on C?”
Me: “Yes it is great. I would love to stuff the real thing into her.”
She: “You never know. Sweet dreams. Henry”
She signs off.
I am stumped. How did she know who I am? I quickly off my webcam and look around. Shit, in my arousal state and hurry to print out the picture just now, a slip of paper flew down from my printer desk and got stuck at the leg of my chair. From the webcam angle, she should be able to see the signature sign-off on the piece of paper.
CEO of Henry & Co Ltd”
Hopefully it is not someone that I know.
Time: Monday morning
This is not the normal day in office. Something drastic has happened to the company. To borrow an old cliche, “it never rains, but it pours”.
My company has been expanding aggressively over the past few years and our business has expanded regionally, even globally. In order to fuel our rapid expansion, I have made the decision to obtain a second listing at Wall Street. Currently, we are already listed on the STI but I feel that a dual and second listing on the Dow Jones could secure us more capital as well as enhancing our credentials and standing in the global market. We are in the final preparatory stage for the listing: the prospectus circulation has already been sent out and the IPO subscription is currently undergoing, with the actual listing date just a week away.
At this critical juncture, news come in this morning that our four largest vessels are hijacked by terrorists off the Bermuda area. Firstly, these four vessels cost millions to build and are our prized assets. Secondly, the goods that are on the vessels are worth millions as well, belonging to our most important client, which we are in process of renewing the contract and only presented our proposal last week. Thirdly, acts of terrorism are not covered under the insurance, which would have gotten us out of the fix nicely. Lastly, this negative news would affect adversely on our IPO plans. There is no way we can pull out of the IPO now as we have expended a few millions on the legal and bank fees on the listing, and pulling out at such a time would put paid to any future credibility in the capital market.
As you can see, we are in a fix. The phone is ringing non-stop, from the bankers to the clients to the authorities to the media, whose questions I have no answers to: “What does the company plan to do?” “Is this going to affect the IPO?” “Does the company have enough cash reserves to tide over this crisis?”
All the top management is in my office, scrambling for documents, answering their cell phones, discussing on recovery solutions…. I, myself, am also racking my brains and trying to fix whatever we can.
Among all the chaos and confusion, the only comfort I have is in seeing Angel. Although Angel can’t help much, she is always ready by my side to help in every little manner. Somehow, having her by my side seems such a comforting thing in this chaos. She is like the calming influence and support.
Time: Monday night
The day is drawing to a close. There is only myself and Angel left in my room. Totally different from the chaos in the morning. I look at my watch, it’s already 11.35 pm. Angel is arranging some documents and files at the corner shelves.
I finally have time to take a good look at her. Her usually tidy hair is a bit messy but it adds to her charm. I like women who are serious and deep in concentration in her work. Her beige jacket is off and lying on the sofa. The central air-con is automatically shut off after 8 pm and my room air-con only serves to provide simple ventilation but not cooling enough. Her long-sleeve striped shirt is fitting to her body like a glove, accentuating her fabulous body-line. As always, her beige mini-skirt showcases her round, firm butt in a sexy manner. From the back, I can roughly make out the matching coloured bra and panties very subtlety. Think it’s blue. That’s the problem with wearing beige or white clothings. Angel is just so angelic.
Me: “Angel, thanks for helping through the day”
Angel turns around and smiles: “Mr Henry, no worries, it’s my job”
Me: “Haha don’t be so formal when there is only the two of us. You can call me Uncle like last evening.”
Angel: “Ok Uncle” with a gentle smile, showing a little dimple.
She is just so prim and proper. I should feel happy that Rex has gotten himself such a good girlfriend. If he were to marry Angel, I would be a very proud father.
Me: “It’s been a long day. We didn’t even have lunch. Shall we go for some food?”
Angel pauses a while and reply: “Ok sure. Would I be troubling you?”
Me: “Don’t be silly. Let me call Rex’s department to see if he is still around”
The phone lefts unanswered on the other end.
Me: “Think they have gone back at their side. So it’s only you and me. Any preference?”
Angel: “Anything will be fine. I just hope to have a good meal and go back rest. It’s been a long, long day.”
Me: “Sure, let’s go then”
I am shutting down my computer. Angel is picking up her bag and jacket.
Angel: “Oh by the way, you wanted me to arrange a media interview for you so that we can announce our recovery measures and reaction plan to the public.”
Me: “Yep, get a reputable business publication so that we can be sure they would not be like those tabloids. Our media communication is critical now.”
Angel: “Yes, I have already fixed one for you tomorrow afternoon. It’s XYZ Prime.”
Me: “That’s a good choice. I have done quite a few interviews with them before. Who are they sending over this time?”
Angel: “It’s Crystal”
Time: Close to midnight on Monday
Location: Lau Pa Sat
We have finally overcome the crisis for the day events. Everything is more or less in place and we can now heave a sigh of relief. So for now, me and Angel are going for a well-deserved break and a good meal.
At such hours, there are not many choices left for supper, so we make our way to Lau Pa Sat to grab some food.
We order some local dishes like carrot cake and satay for sharing.
Angel: “Uncle, it’s a surprise that you eat at such places too.”
Me: “Haha Angel, I am a normal person like you. Why won’t I eat at such places?”
Angel: “Errh well, Rex usually doesn’t like hawker food and not even food court as he always complains it’s noisy and messy. So usually we will eat at restaurants.”
Me: “Ya. Rex is born with a silver spoon in his mouth, maybe we pampered him too much. He is a smart boy and he always gets his way, as his mother dotes on him too much, a bit too much. I have always been quite worried about him as he seems to be very flippant about relationships and he has never met with any setbacks in his life. His brother Ryan is more down-to-earth and more mature. But I am very happy to see Rex together with you, because I think you are a sensible and more mature girl, should be able to help Rex settles down.”
My heart is actually in a dilemma while I am saying this. The father in me is fighting against the man in me.
Angel blushes and says: “Uncle, you think too highly of me. I am just a normal girl. I just hope I won’t disappoint you in my work.”
I am not sure if it’s the heat from the nearby satay stalls or it’s her blush, Angel’s cheeks is glowing in pink and just seems so palatable. Wake up! I need to take control of my emotions. This is my son’s girlfriend, for goodness sake.
We continue with our food and make small talk along the way and I realize that Angel is much more mature in her thinking than you would think for a girl of her age. While the conversation carries on, Angel is starting to open up more and more to me….
Me: “Oh so you like classical music and theatre works?”
Angel: “Yes yes! I like theatre productions a lot. I have acted in a few theatre performances before and I have even directed a couple of shows before.”
I am beginning to see a different side of Angel, I don’t know how to describe it. When we are talking about acting and theatre works, her eyes lit up and her voice starts to take on a more chirpy pitch and she just rattles on and on about her experiences in acting and performances. So there is actually a kid side to Angel. You can sense her love and energy in acting.
Me: “Does Rex like it as well?”
Suddenly Angel looks a tad disappointed.
Angel: “He finds it too boring. He fell asleep at the first couple of performances he come to support and he stops after that. But it’s ok, everyone has their own interest. Just like I don’t really enjoy the extreme sports that he plays.”
This girl is such a nice lady, always so understanding and accommodating. I hope Rex can treasure her.
Me: “I used to be active in theatre works when I was younger, you know. But ever since I started to run my business, I have less and less time to pursue my interests. Now hearing you recounting your experiences, I suddenly have an itch to act again haha.”
Angel: “Really? That’s such a coincidence! Uncle, actually we are in a headache because we are unable to find someone suitable for one of our main characters in our upcoming performance. You fit the profile perfectly! Would you be interested to help us?”
This is the first time I see Angel so happy. It’s like a little kid finding a sweet. Her eyes are glowing with anticipation. Seeing her like that, would anyone think I have the heart to reject?
Me: “Of course, Angel. But I must put a disclaimer first. Do not blame me if I can’t act well. It’s been years, you know.”
Angel: “Thank you Uncle! Let me call my director now. He will be so happy!”
Angel is on the phone and explaining to the other party that she has found a perfect candidate for the role that they are unable to fill. They can proceed with the original script. It seems like they are almost going to abandon that script which they love so much due to the inability to find the actor.
Me: “By the way, what role will I be playing? Why would a 50-yr old man have such an important role in the script that it’s almost abandoned?”
Angel: “Oh, this script is about <Love in the City>. There are 3 different couples who face different forms of challenges in their relationships. Basically all three couples face huge resistance to them being together, and how they ignore the societal norms to come together. The first couple is a gay couple, that highlights the internal struggles of two man. The second couple is a middle-aged divorcee with two young kids falling in love with a rich, young man, and how they overcome the family resistance of the rich guy to be together. The last couple is a young lady falling in love with a man who is old enough to be her father.”
Suddenly I can sense a change in Angel’s tone.
Me: “So I assume I am the old man in the third couple? Will you be acting as well?”
Angel: “Yes, you are the lead in the third couple. I will be acting as well.”
Me: “That’s good. So what role will you be playing?”
Angel: “The other lead character in the third couple.”
Time: Tuesday afternoon
My COO, Lim, is with me in my office room. A bit of background on Lim. He is my long-time friend from the Army, we went through OCS together, cheong sua cheong hai (Hokkien translation for brave the mountains and brave the seas together), creating a deep-rooted bond. We are quite different in character: I am the well-mannered, educated, charismatic boss-type while he is those “hokkien-styled”, gung-ho warrior Chinese towkay type. When I first started my business, Lim is the first person I roped as I know he would be a never-say-die fighter type and our character makes up for each other’s deficiency. Hence he is now the second man in the company.
Lim, divorced from his wife a few years back with no kids. Even till today, he is still retaining his somewhat uncouth mannerism.
Lim: “Eh Henry, lucky you lah. Choose yourself such a pretty Exec Assistant and put your son beside me to check on me huh. You good buddy indeed.”
I look up from my paperwork and see Lim looking longingly outside my room at the side view of the ever-pretty and demure Angel. I smile to myself. I can understand how Lim is feeling. Who wouldn’t melt at such a lovely girl?
Me: “Behave yourself man. This is office. If Angel hears you, it would be so embarrassing.”
Lim: “Stop kidding me lah. Don’t tell me you are not tempted by the SYT. Tell me the truth lah. You know I won’t say a single word to Da Sao (Chinese translation for elder sister-in-law) and your good sons.”
Me: “Stop your nonsense. Tell you something, but keep it to yourself. Angel is actually the girlfriend of Rex.”
Lim: “Wow, really. Man, there goes my chance and your chance. I thought for once, we have such a pretty girl in our office and I can turn up my charm 10,000 watts. Now no chance liao.”
My heart is actually in a little turmoil hearing that from Lim.
Me: “Anyway, we have finally resolved the crisis. Now is the time to do our PR release statements. Oh yes, heard you have completed your interview with the journalist from XYZ Prime. How is it? I am going to do mine in half an hour’s time.”
Lim: “Oh my god. Let me tell you something. The journalist is damn chio. Might be even sexier than Angel. Oops sorry, hard for me to get used to Angel being your prospective daughter-in-law so suddenly. But really, that journalist, is really pretty and sultry. And the short mini-skirt she is wearing, it is so distracting when she is doing the interview. Any little movement and her hemline will ride higher. Her two sexy, slender legs just seem to go on forever. Oh gosh, and the way she smiles at you while doing the interview. That eyes and mouth. It can melt any man’s heart. Ah I am going nuts just thinking about it.”
Me: “Haha is that Crystal you are talking about?”
Lim, looking at me with disbelieving eyes: “Don’t tell me you know her as well?”
Me: “She is Ryan’s girlfriend.”
Lim: “Wah crazy man. I better go and buy $100 big $100 small on 4D later. Every girl I lusts for turns out to be your daughter-in-law. Your two precious sons got the best girls for themselves. I think I am going to make myself scarce. In case I start talking about another girl and she becomes your mistress. I am going to be killed by you. Bye.”
It’s 6 pm now. My interview is delayed by a couple of hours as I have to attend to an urgent overseas call from one of our large China partner. All the while, Crystal is waiting outside my room, chatting with Angel. Once I put down the phone, I signal to Angel to bring Crystal in.
Angel is walking in Crystal to my room. Angel is wearing white while Crystal is wearing black. Both two piece suites with mini-skirts that leaves little for imagination. Two beauties side by side. For a moment, I am awe-struck by the beauty of the sight. If you were to ask me to choose who is prettier between the two, it would be a real tough choice. It’s like deciding between the Angel and the Demon literally. White versus Black. Innocence against Sexiness. Demure on Sultry.
Crystal: “Hi Uncle Henry! I am here to do the interview for the recent debacle that the Company is facing. Amazing that you manage to turn things around so quickly…….”
So there we are, doing the interview with the standard questions and answers.
This is the first time I am facing Crystal so directly and at such close proximity. I am beginning to observe her beauty. She is a classic beauty with an aura of sexiness. Her large, captivating eyes can smile at you and her pouty lips are perfect for kissing. Her fingers are long and slender.
Not sure where the feeling comes from, but I feel a sudden familiarity to Crystal. I can’t put a word to that kind of feeling.
As we drift along the interview, my eyes start to wander around and I am subconsciously stealing glances at her long slender legs. Exactly like what Lim has said, her legs seem to meander forever. In my mind, I am hoping for her hemline to ride further so that I can appreciate more of her silky thighs.
At this moment, I happen to look up to think about a question that Crystal is asking me and my eyes meet Angel’s eyes. As usual, the reserved and shy Angel avoids my eye contact but within that 2 seconds when our eyes met, I sense a tinge of melancholy in Angel’s eyes. Is it because Angel is feeling jealous that my attention is fully on Crystal rather than her although they are sitting beside each other?
My heart feels a moment of ache when I feel that Angel is unhappy with me putting my attention on Crystal. Must be my fanciful imagination again.
As the interview drifts along, my feeling of familiarity grows stronger with Crystal. I only met Crystal once at the family dinner. This is the second time I met her. Why is there a funny sense of familiarity that I cannot pinpoint?
It is an unusually long interview and it drags almost to 2 hours, and by the time it ends, it is close to 8 pm. Everyone is exhausted by now.
Crystal: “Thank you Uncle Henry. This is such a good interview. And love seeing you and Angel again. Shall you both of you around at our next family outing.”
Me: “You are welcomed, Crystal. Hope my next interview with you will happen under a more joyous occasion compared to this debacle.”
Crystal: “Sure Uncle Henry. You look tired. Time to go home for a good night sleep!”
Me: “Yes, we had a long day yesterday. Angel, pack up and go home now. You deserve a good rest too.”
Angel: “Ok Uncle Henry. And thanks Crystal. I learnt a lot from today’s interview from both of you. I hope to be as capable as you soon, Crystal.”
Crystal: “You never know. Sweet dreams. Angel. Bye!”
I drive back home immediately after the interview, at a speed of 120 Km/h, park my car and run up to my room, ignoring questions from my father and wife when they see me in such a hurry going up.
In my ears, a sentence from Crystal keeps rewinding itself “You never know. Sweet dreams.” I heard this somewhere.
I open my locked drawer and take out the photo.
The painted fingernails are the same.
The lady whom I have webcam sex with also ends off our session that day with “You never know. Sweet dreams. Henry.”
Time: Wednesday evening
I am staring blankly at my computer screen. For the most part of the day, my mind is filled with questions on Crystal.
“Does she know it’s me?”
“She saw the name and company so she must have known it’s me.”
“How should I face her in future?”
“She knows I lusted after her at our family dinner”
“Did she flash her panties purposely at the dinner?”
“Uncle Henry, Uncle Henry”
I am awaken from my daze by a very sweet voice. It’s Angel standing in front.
Angel: “It’s 6 pm already. Do you remember there is a practice session tonight? Do you want to grab a quick dinner together and go down to the theatre together? Or do you prefer to meet there directly at 8 pm?”
Me: “Sure, let’s go together. We can have a quick bite downstairs and I can drive you there.”
We shut down our computers, pack our stuff and take the lift down together. As usual, the lift is very crowded and once again, Angel is standing in front of me. The difference this time round is that I can sense Angel trying very hard not to be pushed back towards me. There is a couple of times she is being squeezed backwards but she would stand firm and push back. I think I can see Angel blushing around her neck and ears from the back. She is indeed a nice girl. That thought makes me feel ashamed of what I have done to her the previous time.
We have our dinner and our ride to the theatre is a quiet one, with me trying to make small talk and Angel replying in her usual reserved manner.
The next moment, we are rehearsing our acts and reading our lines from the script on the stage. Angel looks like a different person the moment she steps onto the stage. Is that what you call actor professionalism? From the usual shy and quiet girl, she is now energetic, bubbly and bursting with energy. I think she really loves acting. As for me, it is great fun. A lot of nostalgia comes flooding back. Have I mentioned that I know my wife from acting in theatre shows back in our college days and we fell in love acting as a couple?
Director: “Cut! Good act. Let’s take a break.”
Angel: “Uncle Henry, you can act very well. It seems like you have been doing this all your life.”
Me: “Well, I owe this to the good acting of my counterpart. You make it easy for me to immerse in the act.”
Other actor: “Yeah, you two acted so naturally. It just seems like you are a real couple.”
Angel slaps the actor on his arm and you can see her blushing again. I like to see her blushes with her rosy pink cheeks forming a big contrast to her pure white complexion.
“Ok break over!”
Director: “Henry and Angel. You two acted very well. But I just find the whole act pales in comparison to the other two couples act. The climax is missing in the plot for your act. I have discussed this with the scriptwriter and we decided to add in a finale climax to the act. Here’s the new script added.”
I take over the script and read. The final scene takes place at a hospital ward. The female lead is being forced to fly off at a last-minute arrangement that night for her overseas studies by her parents in a bid to stop the relationship with the male lead. In his haste to rush to the airport to see her off, he met with a traffic accident and sent to hospital. Just before taking-off, the female lead gets to know about the accident and rushes to hospital to see the male lead. They met each other at his private ward. In the height of emotions from the pending separation and death scare, the male and female leads can no longer hold back their feelings and they have a romantic bed scene. The words from the script “Bed scene simulation under covers” stands out.
Angel: “Errm Director, is this scene really required?”
Director: “Of course! Don’t you think it brings out the full emotions in your act?”
Angel: “Yes, but….”
Director: “Aiya, no more buts. Don’t worry, it’s just a simulation under covers. It’s only your movements and facial expressions that would be visible to the audience. The rest of your body is covered under the blanket, so it’s just simulation.”
“Come let me show you all how this is done. We want the audience to believe it’s happening, yet we all know this is only acting.”
“In the act, both of you will take off your clothings. Henry, you will still be wearing your boxer shorts underneath your patient’s pants. Angel, you will wear a tube and hot pants underneath. But while taking off the clothes, both your actions must be fast so that the audience will see you throwing your clothes off but they won’t see your undergarments because you will cover your body with the blanket. Only your shoulders and heads are not covered.”
“Next, Angel, you will lie flat down on your back. Keep both your legs bend and your knees up to support the blanket. Henry, you will sit atop Angel and position your groin on Angel’s stomach. Your groin should not touch Angel but even if there is any contact, it is only on Angel’s stomach. Henry, you will then move your butt up and down. From the outside, it will seem as if you two are making love but in actual fact, nothing is happening. Next position, Henry, you will move down and lifts up both Angel’s legs over your shoulders. Lift her higher so that her crotch will be way above your groin and there is not contact whatsoever. Easy?”
“This will be a wild passionate sex and we will dim the lights and that’s the end of the act. Cool?”
Without much choice, we rehearse the scene (in actual fact, my heart is buring with desire for it). I can actually be so close to Angel.
We tried a few times awkwardly and the director is never happy. Obviously both of us are given a few scoldings and lectures by the Director.
Angel pulls me to one side and gives me an assuring smile: “Uncle Henry, I know both of us are awkward but let’s put up a good show. We are professional actors, right?”
With Angel’s encouragement, on our take 5, we finally manage to pull through a good one, acting out the actual moves the Director wants with good emotions.
While doing the actions, Angel is acting out her moans softly “Err…ahhhh…ahhh….uuuhh….ohhhh…ahhh..ah.. .ahh..ahhh..urrgghh”
Her facial expressions in ecstasy with her eyes closed turns me on tremendously. I have an instant hardon and I can’t control myself and rub my hardon on Angel’s stomach. Angel feels it, opens her eyes slightly, closes it again and continues to moan softly. I continue rubbing against her stomach. My hardon is getting very stiff. Angel’s facial expression is getting a bit uneasy. I am rubbing myself on her stomach furiously. I can feel her hands on the back of my neck tightening its grip.
I change position, lift up her legs and simulate my actions. I think I overdo my actions with too much zest, causing my tummy to bang against her crotch area. The continual banging causes Angel to moan even louder and that gives me further encouragement to bang even faster and harder. Her moans is causing me to be on fire. Angel’s expression does not seem to be acting now. It seems very familiar. Exactly the same as what I saw from her side view in the lift when I rub against her butt. Angel is getting aroused by my tummy banging. Her soft moans is real now. My rod is stiff as metal now. How I wish it’s my rod that is banging her instead of my tummy. I can see Angel’s face totally red now.
“Cut! Good take. Very good. We can call it a day. Good job Henry. Good job Angel.”
Oh my god. Why do you have to shout cut at such a moment?
That night back home, I masturbate countless times just recalling Angel’s facial expressions and her moans. Angel. My angel.
Time: Monday morning
My relationship has grown closer to Angel due to the numerous rehearsals we have had over the past couple of weeks since our first rehearsal on the Wednesday 2 weeks back. None of the subsequent rehearsals is as mind-blowing as the first one we have had, as the focus is more on our acting and emotions. That bed scene has only been briefly rehearsed ever since as the Director is convinced that we know what to do for that. That is a blessing in disguise as it takes away any awkwardness between myself and Angel.
From the constant interaction from the acting, Angel is slowly treating me more like a friend rather than her boss or boyfriend’s father-in-law. We are now like good friends who can chat and talk about anything. But nothing beyond the line. Just friends who share the same interests in acting. Angel is those type of person that will open up once she knows you well. I enjoy her company very much as she is a very sensible and mature girl and holds her conversation very well.
As usual, I am greeted with the aroma of my favorite coffee the moment I step into my office.
Me: “Morning Angel, thanks for the coffee. You are early. So where did you go out with Rex over the weekend?”
Angel: “Rex has been real busy. I have not seen him for the close to a week.”
Me: “Huh? He was out the whole weekend. Isn’t he with you?”
Angel: “Nope he mentions he has some work to do. He is always busy with work. I don’t even get to talk to him much on the phone.”
I can sense some disappointment in Angel’s voice.
Me: “Ok, don’t worry. I will speak to Uncle Lim to see if Rex is taking on too much workload. Young people can sometimes be too eager to learn. Especially for Rex when his position is a bit special in the company. I am sure he is eager to impress.”
Angel: “Don’t worry, Uncle Henry. I understand and I am perfectly ok with that.”
Time: Monday evening
Me: “Eh Lim, how is Rex doing there?”
Lim: “Aiyo spot-check on your son or spot-check on me? I have been taking good care of him lah. He is doing well, smart boy. We can retire soon with him around.”
Me: “Good to hear that. Has he been working late? I have been seeing very little of him on the weekday nights as well as the weekends. Is he working too hard?”
Lim: “No lah. He usually knocks off around 6 plus, sometimes 7 plus, but nothing too late. You know our culture, we never encourage late nights.”
Me: “Hmmm so what keeps him so busy?”
Lim: “Aiyo, if I have a pretty girlfriend like Angel, I also will go out for dates with her. Some more they same company now, so much more convenient to go out for dinners after work. Aiya, young people are like that one lah. Let them be.”
Me: “Errrm ok. Is he still around?”
Lim: “Oh I can see him leaving through the main door now. You want me call him back?”
Me: “No no, it’s ok bro. Talk to you again. Bye”
I look out and see Angel still busy at work at her desk. She doesn’t seem to be leaving anytime soon. Is Rex meeting her?
I pick up the phone.
Me: “Angel, are you leaving soon? I have an appointment to go. You meeting Rex tonight?”
Angel: “Uncle Henry, you go ahead. I still have some work to finish. Not meeting Rex. He told me their department is rushing some projects so he has to put in extra hours. I won’t disturb him”
Me: “Ok bye then.”
Somehow I just don’t feel right. I grab my bag and rush off.
I get onto my car and pick up my phone to call Rex. Actually I have no idea on what I am going to do actually or what I am thinking of. I just have a weird feeling.
Before the dial tone gets up, I see Rex’s car passing my car. I quickly disengage the phone and start my engine.
I follow Rex’s car to Raffles Place. What in the world am I doing? Acting as a Private Investigator following my own son? I have no idea what I am doing.
Rex’s car stops beside One Raffles Quay. A very well-dressed and sexy lady is walking towards his car and hops onto his car.
From the distance, I can see who the lady is. I know her.
Time: Monday evening
Location: In car following Rex and Crystal
Crystal hops onto Rex’s car and I follow them behind. It’s the peak hour for the off work crowd so there are a lot of cars on the road and the traffic is moving rather slowly. This gives me good camouflage from Rex’s view as well as ample time to follow their car easily.
The black Audi A4 drives to the valet parking at the Fullerton Waterboat House. Rex and Crystal get off from the car and go up to the restaurant. There is no other place to stop my car at that area so I pass my car to the valet after I see the both of them seated inside the restaurant. For those of you who are not familiar with the place, one can see the view of the restaurant from outside due to its full pane windows. It’s a very nice, romantic French restaurant.
I find myself a good spot along the Esplanade drive to spy on the couple. From my position, I can see Rex and Crystal clearly from afar while they would not be able to spot me due to the natural camouflage afforded by the dim lightings and tree silhouette around me. I think I can make a good private investigator if I want to look for an alternative job in my spare retirement days.
Only then can I have the time to appreciate the beauty of Crystal. This is the lady whom has captured the heart of my eldest son, Ryan. She is also my second son’s Rex first love. I know Rex was totally devastated when they broke up. Rex has never told any of us when they broke up and we all know that Rex changed after that failed relationship with Crystal. He has become more of a playboy and takes relationship very lightly, possibly only Angel has managed to settle him down recently.
Yes, speaking of Angel, I start to compare Crystal with Angel. If you ask me personally, I think Crystal is even more stunning than Angel. Crystal’s looks is almost perfect. Large, dewy eyes that can smile and melt any man’s heart. Sharp, pointed nose paired with the most luscious lips one can imagine. Long, wavy hair covers her sweet, almond shaped face. Fair, unblemished complexion complements her slim, slender figure. 34C, 24, 33. Perfect vital statistics. Yes, I have seen that naked body. It’s already so alluring through the computer screen. Can’t imagine seeing that in person.
Shame on us. Both the father and son have betrayed Angel because of a sexier appearance. No wonder everyone says men are visual animals.
My daydreaming is disrupted when I see them standing up from their table. They walk out of the restaurant, but Rex walks past the valet without retrieving his car. They walk out to the One Fullerton area with the whole stretch of dining area and the gigantic Merlion splashing water. It is a romantic walk. I see Rex trying to hold Crystal’s hand and she did not resist it. They are strolling along under the romantic lightings, hand in hand.
I follow behind them at a distance. They have a long, long walk, talking and laughing like a couple in love. My heart feel for Ryan and Angel but I have no idea what I should do. After a good 20 min stroll, they come to the Fullerton Hotel area. I can see Rex going for that direction but Crystal seems ignorant of that. They stop outside the hotel and I can see them having an argument. I can’t hear what they are saying from the distance but I can sense Crystal’s agitation level rising. They are almost quarreling now.
At this moment, Angel appears from nowhere, goes up to them, gives Rex a tight slap, turns and walks away. From her mouth movement, I think I can make out the 3 words, “Let’s break up.”
Rex is totally stunned. Crystal is stunned. I am stunned. Why did Angel appear here?
I almost want to go after Angel but before I can do that, Rex runs after her, leaving Crystal there alone.
Crystal breaks down and starts crying. She looks so pathetic, standing there alone at the main street and sobbing. Her tears are wearing off her black eye-liner, forming two rows of black tear-way down her fair cheeks.
My heart feel for her.
Time: Monday night
Location: At the breakwater of East Coast Park
As you would have guessed it, I went up to Crystal, draped my jacket around her and gave her a strong embrace across her arms. I took her to my car and we drove to East Coast Park as she asked me if I mind bringing her to a quiet place where she can calm herself down. For the rest of the journey, Crystal kept totally silent.
So we are now sitting comfortably at the breakwater along East Coast Park. The seawind is blowing gently at our face and we are looking at the far away lights of the ships and vessels. There is only one other couple at the other end of the breakwater so it’s a very quiet and peaceful night. The time is almost 10 pm.
Crystal: “Thanks Uncle Henry. What are you doing there?”
Me: “To tell you the truth, Crystal, I was following you and Rex.”
Crystal: “Is Angel following us too? I think both of us are too much, betraying Ryan and Angel.”
I keep quiet, turning my head slightly to look at the girl beside me. She is hugging onto her bent legs and resting her head onto her knees. Her vision is set at the faraway lights in the distance. Her tears are now dried but the tear stains made by the eye-liners are still visible. At this moment, this girl beside me looks so different from the usually confident and outspoken Crystal that I know. This girl looks so fragile, so vulnerable….. …… so sweet.
Crystal: “Uncle Henry, I don’t mean anything. Rex keeps calling me after the family dinner. I thought it was a good idea to catch up after losing contact for so long. So we spoke on phone, went out a few times. It’s like a long-lost feelings, you know. We were in love once before, so I just find that feeling very nostalgic. I never thought of hurting Ryan nor Angel.”
I have no idea what to say to Crystal so I just give a comforting “Crystal, it’s alright.”
We are silent for the next 10 minutes, again enjoying the cool sea breeze on our face. Somehow, I am enjoying the moment very much. Relaxing, cooling, not thinking about anything in particular. Crystal seems to be enjoying the moment as well but at the same time, she seems to be deep in thoughts.
Crystal: “Uncle Henry”
She hesitates and pauses. I remain silent, waiting for her to continue.
Crystal: “Do you know it’s me?”
Again, I remain silent. But I give a little assuring smile and nod of my head.
Crystal: “Would you despise me?”
Me: “Shouldn’t I despise myself as well then?”
Crystal: “Haha hah”
This is the first time tonight I am seeing Crystal laughing.
Crystal: “Thanks Uncle Henry. Let me tell you a secret. I have bottled this inside me all my life and I don’t dare to tell anyone. But I just hope to let it out tonight.”
“Do you know why me and Rex broke up a few years ago?”
I keep quiet as I know Crystal will answer all the questions herself. I don’t want to say anything that might break her emotions right now. I have an urge to know this girl better. She seems to be so strong outside but I can feel her fragile inner being.
“Rex is my first love too. We loved each other very much. But I have a secret which I have not told anyone in my life, including Rex. Me and Rex are only 18then. We were a very loving couple but we have not crossed the line except for some kissing and mild petting like any other couple in love. However, deep inside my heart, I don’t why, I have a feeling for older men. Maybe it’s because I lacked paternal love since young. My father passed away when I was 7. So somehow, I get very turned on by mature men. Especially those in the forties and fifties.”
“So there was this one incident during our school holidays in our Junior College Yr 2. I was doing my vacation job as an office girl at a Printing company. The company held a Christmas party and obviously, I went for the party like anyone else. It was supposed to be a mini-farewell party for me as well as that was my last working day as a temp there. Rex did not go as we felt awkward to bring him along as I was only a temp staff.”
“There were only about 6-7 women at the party as not many female worked in this line. Being the youngest and prettiest, obviously I became the focal point of the 20-odd guys at the party. Most of the people working in the company were about 35 and above, with the boss a charming 45-yr old man called Robert. Usually Robert seldom bothered about me in the office as I was only a temp, but tonight, he was especially nice towards me, making me feel very appreciated. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, maybe because it was my inner self for being attracted to mature men, I started to flirt a bit with Robert.”
“I was wearing a white spaghetti dress which had just two straps over my shoulders and hung right down to my knees. Beneath the white dress, I was watching a matching pair of black bra and panties. The black bra straps were showing out with the white spaghetti straps. Maybe I was feeling friskly that night, thus choosing that outfit. I knew the top of my dress was a bit revealing if I bent my body forward. When I knew Robert and some of the other guys were trying to peep down my downblouse, I even made it easier for them occasionally, teasing and flirting with them.”
“I think towards the end of the party, people were getting a bit drunk and high from the drinking. Robert told me to follow him to his office as he had a farewell gift for me. When we walked into his room, he asked me to get the little box on his table. I tried looking for a little box on his messy table but could not find anything there.”
“At this moment, Robert grabbed the zip of my dress from the back and pulled it right down. He was like an experienced expert, pulling my fress aprat, slipped the straps over my shoulders and down my arms. The whole dress fell to the floor. Robert then quickly slipped his hands into the top of my black panties and in one swift movement, pulled them down. The panties were around my feet. I was totally stunned at that point in time, totally caught off-guarded so I was just standing there motionless. I felt a hand pushing my body forward over the table. So there I was leaning forward onto the table, back facing Robert. Before I could do anything, I felt a bare hard cock pressing into my backside.”
“Robert gently kicked my feet apart so that my feet were wide apart. His hands reached between my legs and used his two thumbs to spread open my cunt. In no time, I could feel his hard cock pressing against the lips of my cunt and with a gentle shove, he entered me. While he was doing that, he was murmuring “Crystal, I have wanted to fuch you ever since the first day you come to the company. Do you know how many times I have fantasized over your young body?” As for me, I wasn’t struggling. In fact, I was enjoying the attention. For the first time in my life, I felt I was being appreciated by a man of maturity and stature. Here this was my respected and charming boss, lusting after my body and fucking me. I felt I held some unseen power over him.”
“Robert fucked me long and hard, grunting with animal lust each time his cock shoved into my cunt. And I was reciprocrating his actions, moving in tandem with his thrusting and moaning with ectsasy. After a good 100 thrusts, he came shooting his load into me raw.”
“I thought this was the end but he leaned forward and whispered into my ears that I was such a sexy object that all the men in the company yearned to have a tryst with me. With that, I felt Robert’s cock pulling out and quickly another cock entered me. I got a shock when I looked over. It was my manager, Mr Tan. He was a nice 38-yr old married man who doted on his wife a lot. Now he was also behind me fucking my cunt. And not only him. About 10 over guys were crowded inside the room now, all waiting for their turn.”
“So over the next two hours, I was used as a fuckhole for almost half the men in our company. The manager, the operator, the admin guy, even the janitor were all abusing my body for their own animalistic desires. With the desires heightening, my mouth, my cunt, my breasts, my hands, even my armpits, basically anywhere that they could find to relieve their desires, they were using it. I was fucked close to 30 times that night, with some of them going twice or even thrice, amazing for people of their age, or so I thought.”
“My cunt was totally used and abused but it felt good. I felt empowered. I felt I had control over those more mature men. I was as excited as them and I enjoyed it very much. Ever since I was in secondary school, I always had this dream of being fucked by a group of older men. I sometimes even flashed my panties at my male teachers, hoping something might develop. So my fantasies were fully fulfilled that night.”
“When the last guys had fucked me and I had swallowed the cum from the cock of the last guy, I saw Rex at the door. He had come in to look for me as I had passed the time of meeting him downstairs the office after our party. That’s the last time I saw Rex and I knew that’s the end of our relationship.”
I am spotting a huge hardon listening to Crystal.
Time: Past Midnight, Tuesday
Location: Breakwater at East Coast Park
I turn to look at Crystal. She looks so beautiful in the dim moonlight and cool sea breeze. I think she can sense me looking at her and she turns slightly to look at me as well. Our eyes meet and the time just stops at that moment, with us gazing into each other’s eyes.
Crystal tilts her face slightly upwards and half-closes her eyes. I get the signal and lean closer towards her, bringing my lips onto hers.
The kiss begins.
It begins soft and slow, our lips slightly parting. We are just brushing our lips lightly and closing them onto each other, feeling the warmth of the breath on each other. Our heads tilt slightly sideway opposite to each other, and our lips parting and the tip of our tongue meet each other. The warmth begins to build up. I can see her toes curling slightly and her knees weakening a little. My hands start to take her in my embrace. The kiss begins to grow. Our tongues take over the action and start intertwining with each other. First, the tongues play hide and seek with each other. Then they play tug-of-war, grabbing each other back to its own territory. I start eating and biting her tongue. While sucking her tongue, I am taking in her honeyed saliva in as well.
I begin to lose sense of our surroundings. I can only see the closed eyes of Crystal and her beautiful face. I can only hear her breath and soft moans escaping from our locked lips. I can only feel the sucking of each other’s tongue. I feel our passion rising, together with the hardening of the stick between my legs. I can sense her fidgeting awkwardly between her legs too. She must be feeling the same as me.
My tongue enters her mouth and begins to thrust exactly in the same manner as how a cock would do to a pussy. Her lips close tightly on my tongue. I am tongue-fucking her sexy little mouth. Moans escape from her mouth as the passion and heat rises. The kiss continues, its intensity increasing, its speed hastening.
We are completely immersed in the kiss now. It feels like eternity. There is nothing else in this world except for each other’s tongue, saliva and lips. It has been years since I feel this way. It feels just like my first kiss when I am in secondary school. So sweet, so loving, so intense.
Our hands are on each other’s back, pulling each other closer, as if our mouths are not locked tightly enough. If I can, I just want to swallow her up, that is the kind of intensity of our kiss.
“Cracked” …… the sound of a foot stepping over some broken twigs break us out from our trance. There is someone walking along the beach in the near distance. It’s a couple strolling along the night beach.
We just look at each other and break into a giggle, laughing sheepishly at each other. This is followed by a sense of silence and awkwardness. Instinctively and habitually, I take a glance at my watch. I am cursing myself for that stupid action as Crystal takes it as a signal that we should be leaving as it is already past midnight.
We walk to the car in silence. I am not sure how I got the courage, but I recalled how Rex has tried holding Crystal’s hands and I follow suit. Her hands feel so small and gentle in my palm. Suddenly I feel like I am in love again. East Coast Park. This is where I had my first kiss and held the hands of my first girlfriend. Is it by chance or by plan that I bring Crystal here tonight? I am not even sure myself, but I am loving this puppy love feeling tonight.
We are now in my car. I turn the car ignition, but somehow, I did not give it a full turn. Only the air-con and radio is on, the car engine is not. At this hour, the radio station is playing the love song “Right Here Waiting For You” by Richard Marx.
I look over at Crystal. All the way down her body, from her sexy eyes and anticipating mouth to her sweet, smooth legs. Her legs are spread. I remove my seatbelt, lean over to grab the back of her neck with my left hand pulling her to me.
Our lips meet and immediately part allowing our tongues to meet in a warm splash of saliva. We kiss ferociously. This time, it is not restricted to just the mouth and tongue. My mouth starts to move to her jaw, her cheeks, and her neck. I begin to suck on her neck. There is a heavenly scent on Crystal’s body.
My free, roving right hand moves down her body, over her voluptuous breasts. The hand stops there and squeezes and kneads for a good 3 minutes. It starts to move down to her tummy, to her thighs and between them. Sure enough, I feel the wetness right there on her panties. I give it a good rub and a loud moan escapes from Crystal’s mouth. Her whole body is cringing in the car seat now. I move my hand back up to her back, locate the zipper and pull it down slowly. Crystal leans forward to allow the dress off her shoulders.
I start to unbutton my shirt and take off my top. When I throw my shirt onto the back seat, Crystal has already taken off her bra. With her breasts in full naked, glorious view, I put my mouth over her right nipple and my right hand grasping her left breast. Her hands are on my neck, pulling my mouth tightly into her breast. Her C-cup breasts are so good to grasp in my hand and mouth. Her pink, penciled nipples start to harden, encouraging me to suck even more vigorously.
Without breaking the sucking action, I pull down her panties and my fingers slide into her wet lips. A long sensual moan confirms that she is loving my touch. She parts her legs more, urging me to do more. I move my mouth away from her breast and try to move down south. The constrained space in the car forbids me to do that. I reach over to the side of her seat and push the button to lower her seat backwards. Her full nude body is in complete view. I put my mouth over her pussy and stick my tongue in for a good lick.
Crystal gives a loud gasp and moans “Oh Oh Henry, eat me.” With the permission granted, I begin to gobble and nibble at her vagina. My fingers part her labia lips and my tongue give her a good licking. Her juices are free-flowing now and it tastes like honey to me. It has been a long, long time since I last tasted such sweet, young juices. I am sucking her vagina and juices like there is no tomorrow. Crystal starts to cringe her toes and her body vibrates. She is having an orgasm. I lap up all the juices happily.
Not wanting to lose out, Crystal starts to take over. This time round, my car seat is pushed back as well and I am now lying on my back. Crystal is hungry. She leans onto me and swallow my shaft, wrapping her lips around the thick cock. The warmth of her mouth is so sensual. Her head begins bobbing up and down the shaft, eager to pleasure me, returning my favour. It’s such a sensual feeling to be sucked by a young and beautiful girl, about half my age, and she is the girlfriend of my son, no less.
I don’t think I can last too long with her sucking. So reluctantly, I stop her.
“I have no condom in my car.”
“Don’t worry. You can do me raw.”
I climb onto her seat and position myself on her.
My hard cock meets her glorious hole. When the position is right, I steady myself and give it a good shove. The whole shaft move seamlessly into her wet hole, rubbing against her luscious labia walls. Both of us give out a loud groan. This feels too good.
My eyes are looking straight into Crystal’s sexy eyes while our bottom are moving in tandem with each other. Moans are escaping from her mouth and blowing into my face. Her breath smells so nice. I put my lips onto her mouth on and off. My hands are holding my body up, or else they can be put to better use with her fair white breasts humping into my chest.
My shaft moves in and out of her. The momentum is building. The intensity is coming. Throughout that, I can feel Crystal having a few orgasm as I can feel her vagina vibrating and closing onto my cock each time.
“Crystal, I am coming”
“Cum into me, Henry. I love you”
I explode, depositing all my love seeds into Crystal.
At that moment, it never occurs to me that she is the girlfriend of my son. I can only see her as a woman. A real sexy Crystal.
Time: 3 am, Tuesday
Location: In my car at East Coast carpark
At one of the more deserted carparks along East Coast Park, there parks a Mercedes S300. You can see two persons sitting inside the car. And yes, they are properly dressed and seated in their own seats.
Me: “Crystal, are you alright? My emotions got the better of me.”
Crystal: “Don’t worry, Uncle Henry.”
Me: “You are a young, capable and pretty lady. And you are Ryan’s girlfriend….”
My voice trails off when I mention Ryan… A sense of self-awareness and guilt overcomes me…
Crystal: “Uncle Henry. I still love Ryan. Can we keep this a secret? And would you stop me from seeing Ryan?”
That stuns me. This young lady beside me has just betrayed my son by having a fling with another man. That man happens to be me. Should I, as a father, approve their continuing relationship? But what capacity or right do I have to stop them? Only when my big head takes over does the reality of the situation sink upon me.
Me: “Crystal, I am as much to be blamed as you, so how can I disapprove you from anything?”
Crystal: “Uncle Henry, so what do you treat me as?”
Again, that stuns me. I have no idea what to answer. At such a situation, it seems like Crystal is taking a better control of the situation. Again, I need her to save me from the situation.
Crystal: “Let’s treat this as a once-off thing, ok? I think the emotions and atmosphere just got the better of both of us. My heart still belongs to Ryan. I just have a thing for mature men, but that is more like a fetish than anything.”
This girl is smart.
Me: “Sure Crystal.”
Crystal: “Of course, that also includes our first encounter (smiling sheepishly). The webcam incident. That time at the dinner, when I discovered you looking at my upskirt under the table, it just turns me on so much. When I was at the webcam, I didn’t know it was you until the end.”
Me: “Haha yes, you are an attractive girl. I can’t control myself too. So let’s forget about all these. But you must promise to be good and faithful to Ryan. He is a good guy. Honest and innocent.”
Crystal: “Yes, I will. Except maybe for…” She gives a sheepish smile and a slight nudge on my arm with her elbow.
Me: “Crystal” with a stern and firm tone, but I am just being outwardly righteous.
The devil in me wants to continue with this sexy, young lady, yet I must not show it. Yes, I admit I am a hypocrite, especially when my small head is stronger than my big head. Right now, my small head is satisfied and exhausted; of course I can make all the politically correct and righteous statements. Man.
Me: “So what happen between you and Rex?”
Crystal: “Rex is so bad. After the family dinner that day, he kept contacting me. Just now was our 4th meeting out. I mean, I was so much in love with Rex before. And we broke up in such a manner previously. So initially I thought it’s best to have a good relationship with him again since we might be relatives one day. But somehow, I just feel so pampered by Rex that I am starting to feel in a dilemma.”
“I mean, Ryan is a superb guy, but maybe he is just a bit too nice. Everything about Ryan is just so prim and proper. No vices, nothing. We have been together for 1.5 years, but other than holding hands and a bit of kissing on the lips, nothing else.”
“So when Rex, started showering me with his advances and stuff, I must admit I feel a bit tempted. But just now, he actually wanted me to go hotel with him. When I refuse, he starts to call me names. During our argument, he mentioned that incident so many years ago. He said I could do it with Robert, why can’t I do it with him? I broke down. I realize that he doesn’t love me. He just wants to get into my pants. I hate him.”
Yes, that’s my two sons, Ryan and Rex. Polar apart in character.
Crystal: “But Uncle Henry, I must confess one other matter to you. Please do not be angry with me.”
I look at her in silence, waiting for her to continue. She is looking at me with those big, innocent eyes.
Crystal: “Just now when I told you about that incident when I broke up with Rex, actually I exaggerated the facts. Whatever I said about Robert is true, but I was not gangbanged by the others. The rest of them were just peeping from outside the office. I think they were just enjoying the show and wanking themselves off, but no one dared to go into the room. And that’s when Rex appeared and end of the story.”
“I exaggerated because I can feel you wanted me. But you won’t dare because I am Ryan’s girlfriend. But from the webcam incident and from the way you look at me, I know you want me. And I want to relive that fetish again. So I want to give you a good push. But I promise I won’t do that again.”
This girl is amazing. I feel so manipulated by her. I don’t know when or what I can believe her words for.
Time: Tuesday noon
Due to the “exertions” through the night, I come to office much later than usual. That should be considered a privilege as a boss: no one can question what time I come to office.
I step into my room. The aroma of my favourite Blue Mountain coffee is still there. I touch the cup, it is still warm. I am impressed. This Exec Assistant of mine is real meticulous and caring. I take a sip of the coffee. Heavenly. Heart-warming.
Don’t know why, but somehow, with the warmth of the coffee sipping down my body, a sense of guilt comes along with it. What the heck? Why would I be feeling that way?
I look at Angel through the glass pane. She looks different today. She looks tired, her eyes are puffy. Wonder what happens between her and Rex last night?
I pick up the phone and press a number: “Angel, any lunch appointment? Shall we go for lunch?”
Angel looks up from her desk and gives me a gentle (but tired) smile, “Sure”
Me: “Everything alright? Your eyes look puffy. Were you crying?”
Angel: “I am ok” with a feeble smile
Obviously I know she is not ok, but I must act as if I don’t know anything. My heart goes out to this gentle, young lady in front of me. The usual aura of calmness and gentleness is gone; in its place is a feeling of sorrow and helplessness.
Me: “Has it anything got to do with Rex?”
With the mention of Rex’s name, Angel gives a little swallow of her saliva (or is it tears?)
Angel: “Uncle Henry, we broke up.”
Me: “What happened?”
Angel: “I saw Rex with another girl. He was trying to get her to hotel. I feel so betrayed.”
Acting as if I don’t know anything: “Are you sure about this? I don’t think my son will……” before I can complete my sentence, I am cut off.
Angel: “Yes, I followed him last night because he has been behaving strangely recently. I saw him holding hands with the girl. I saw him having an argument with the girl outside a hotel. I heard him saying very nasty things to the girl when she refused to go to the hotel with him. I am totally disappointed with Rex.”
Me: “You alright, Angel?”
Angel: “I am fine, really. Don’t worry. This won’t affect my work.”
We eat through our lunch in silence. Angel is a nice girl. She didn’t mention Crystal’s name throughout. I think she understands that it’s Rex’s fault, not hers. She is even trying to protect the girl who affects her relationship with her boyfriend. This is Angel.
Angel: “Oh by the way, tonight is our final rehearsal before our actual play on this Saturday night. I heard from them that the ticket sales is not bad. We can expect to have a full house by Saturday.”
Me: “Oh that’s good news. I just hope I won’t screw it up haha.”
The performance is on this coming Saturday. I don’t feel worried or anxious about it at all. My only feeling is sadness. Sad that I might not have so much personal time with this young attractive girl anymore after this play.
Time: Saturday night
Location: Performance Theatre
Finally, the big day has come. Tonight is for the group to showcase the end product of our intensive rehearsals for the past 2-3 weeks. Everyone is excited, including Angel and myself.
It’s been a long, long time since I last performed on stage. Some of my good, old friends and colleagues are here to support, including Lim. Obviously, the family will be here as well. Angel’s family would not be coming as it’s a common occurrence for her and they do not appreciate such artistic plays.
We are all dressed in our play costumes and just hanging around with Lim and the rest of colleagues.
Lim: “Hey man, you look cool. Wow Angel, you look pretty.”
Me and Angel in unison: “Haha, don’t tease us.”
Lim: “Wow wow wow, is that what we call chemistry? Looks like you two rehearse well as a couple”
Angel is giggling and blushing.
Me: “Do you want me to kick you out from the theatre?”
Lim: “Eh Henry, in office you are the boss. Here I am the boss, I pay to come see you act ok? Please make sure you do a good job later.”
Everyone is laughing happily, including Angel. Ever since she broke up with Rex, this is the first time I see her laughing so heartily.
“What did we miss?”
We turn around to that voice. It’s Rex. With him is my wife, Ryan and Crystal.
Rex goes beside Angel but you can see her behaving very coldly towards him. Angel’s mood has changed dramatically from the hearty laughing to a cold, expressionless look now.
P.A. System: “Will all audience please take a seat and all performers gather at the back stage? The play will start in 15 minutes time”
“Ok guys, see you all later. Wish us good luck!”
— Act 1 and Act 2 opens and closes successfully, to the loud applause of the audience —
“Let’s go Crystal. It’s our turn.”
The opening curtains draw wide…….
We both act out our parts perfectly. Each scene goes on smoothly, seamlessly. We can feel the audience emotions being tied closely to ours. The lighting, the atmosphere, the audience, the plot, everything just gels together to push the emotions higher and higher.
We have now gotten to the part where we are at the hospital ward and where we are to go to bed, everything is perfect. Our outer layer of clothes are off; we have taken position as per what we have practiced previously for the simulation that we are having sex under the cover. The bed is artificially made slanted at 45 degrees with the top part higher than the bottom part, so that from the audience’s view, they can see the movement on the bed. This is a usual prop on theater works.
I rest my hands on Angel’s bare shoulders. It feels smooth and gentle. My legs are spread across her tummy and my groin is just above her stomach as what we have rehearsed. Her bent knees act as the support for the blanket as well as my butt so that I won’t slide down the slanted bed. Our bodies are covered by the blanket. Only our bare shoulders and head are visible to the audience. Everything is perfect so far.
At this juncture, Angel tilts her head slightly and looks to the audience. Her face color changes. I turn my head in the same direction. Rex is sharing a conversation with Crystal in a very intimate manner: leaning close to her, using his hand to cup her ear and speaking directly into her ears. Crystal seems to be giggling at his conversation.
Angel loses concentration and her bent knees suddenly give way. This catches me off-guard and my body weight causes me to slide down her body slightly.
We regain our concentration quickly. The Director know we are having a little glitch due to loss in concentration. From the corners of our eyes, we can see him gesturing vigorously at the side stage, telling us to concentrate. He is drawing circles using the rolled-up script on his hand, signaling us to carry on.
The problem is, due to the sliding down of my body, my groin is now directly placed at Angel’s groin area. I can’t move up down as that action would be very awkward from the audience’s view. I can’t move down myself either without Angel’s coordination. Or else our blanket covering us might be pulled loose by my action. So no choice, I just have to act out the part at our current position.
Even before any movement, my dear brother is already placed on high alert, springing to life and energy instantaneously, just because of its mere position. Think about it. You are in your boxers; your dream girl is in her undergarment; your groin is positioned on her crotch; and you are to move up and down. Just that thought is enough to send all the blood from my big head to the small head.
I start to move up. The first movement already causes a gasp to escape from Angel’s mouth. I know she is not acting out that gasp. We have rehearsed so many times. I know when she is acting. Angel is looking at me with her eyes wide open, in subtle shock. I move down. Up again, down again. My cock is almost exploding from my boxers. It is at its most upright position.
I am going crazy. I am picturing in my mind actually fucking Angel as I moved my hips in a slow motion. Angel closes her eyes and starts to moan. She knows I have no other choice. Neither does she. So we just have to carry this through.
In theater performance, all our actions and voice have to be acted and projected out in a more exaggerated manner than normal, or else the audience would not be able to see or hear us clearly. In addition, we have the mini-microphones wired around our head for the voice projection. So you can expect the kind of big motion I am doing with my bottom and the decibels of her moans.
Seeing Angel closes her eyes and hearing her moans is making me crazy. At this moment, I did an unthinkable action. I close my mouth over her slightly parted lips. This catches her by surprise and she opens her eyes to look at me. I push my tongue into her lips and try to fish her tongue out. I find her tongue and with a strong suction, I suck her tongue into my mouth. Angel completely lets go now and reciprocate my kiss. This is not in script.
We need to change to our second position now.
My legs are to be positioned on the board at the end of the bed so that I won’t fall down. As per rehearsed, I lift Angel’s legs over my shoulders. While doing that, my cock is hurting badly from being restrained in the stupid boxer, so I quickly pull the frontal top portion of the boxer down a little, freeing my standing cock from its shackles, breathing in the fresh air out of the shorts. I am supposed to lift Angel higher so that her crotch actually meets my stomach. But I couldn’t care less. My hardon doesn’t feel like abandoning the attractive crotch yet. Once again, I position my cock right at Angel’s crotch. But this time, by choice.
Angel knows what I am trying to do. I am not sure she allows that to happen because she has no choice or she wants it. Anyway, I just have to do it because my little head has overruled my big head. I start banging my hardened cock at the opening to her glorious hole. The only obstacle that remains is her panties. My cock is furiously banging at the door but it is closed by that thin layer of cloth.
I close my eyes to visualize myself humping into Angel’s vagina. Angel is moaning now. I am gasping for air too. I need a release so badly.
Suddenly I feel a slight movement from Angel. At my next thrust forward, the tip of my cock feels something different. That thin layer of cloth is gone. I feel some wetness and some warmth. That’s the entrance to Angel’s pussy. Angel has pulled aside her own panties for me.
I open my eyes and look at Angel. She is looking at me with half-closed eyes. She can’t say it out in case it got projected through the microphone, but I can see her mouthing the words “Fuck me”
I steady myself and push it in. Angel is totally wet. Her vagina juices make it so easy for my large cock to slide it in. She is so tight. Angel grabs her microphone to cover it and whispers into my ear
“Slowly Henry. It hurts. This is my first time. I am a virgin.”
Oh my god. Angel is still a virgin. I have taken her first. And we are doing it in front of 300 over audience. In front of my wife. In front of her boyfriend, my son, Rex. In front of Crystal.
I pull my well-lubricated cock out. It draws out air from her pussy as well as a sexy moan from her mouth. I push it back again almost instantaneously without giving her any warning and that draws another loud groan from her.
Angel’s moan is filling the whole theater now. I am sure every man in the theater is getting a hardon from the sexy moans of such a pretty young lady. I am the only man that is getting the pleasure of fucking this virgin beauty. I am sure all guys are looking at me in envy.
Angel is a virgin. This feels sooooo good.
I thrust in and out of her slowly, feeling every bit of her vagina muscle clamping down onto my dick and the juices swirling around.
“Michael (that’s the name of me in the act), faster.”
This line is not in the script. I know Angel really mean it when she said this. So I quicken my pace.
“Oh, Ohhhh, Ohhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…….. this feels so good”
Another line that is not from the script. I look at our Director. He has that confused look on him, but he is eyeing the response from the audience. It seems like the audience is taking it well, so he leaves it as that. Our scene should be ending soon.
“Michael, I am cumming”
I am reaching my heights as well. The bed is almost bouncing on the stage now. I am climbing to the highest peak I have ever experienced in my life. Her juices are gushing around my cock.
The music is playing in the air now. That’s a signal to us that time’s up.
I can’t stop at this juncture. I need to cum. I hump at Angel mercilessly. She is giving me a totally resigned look. A “come-fuck-me” look.
I push my body down and towards Angel in a very abrupt movement. Angel is caught by surprise by my action and our face bump into each other. Our microphones are knocked off in that process. Good.
I whisper to Angel, “Angel, I need to release. But if I cum outside, we would be found out.”
“Cum into me”
A warm rush of sperm spill out the moment the three words leave Angel’s mouth. I shudder and push my cock to the deepest end of her crevice and feel my sperm gushing out.
I have the best climax in my life. With my Angel.
The lights dim. The curtains draw up. I collapse into Angel.
We can hear the crowd applauding and cheering.
I quickly get up and “out” of Angel and tidy myself. The rest of the performers would join us on stage soon.
The Director come running to us. “Wow that is a masterpiece performance. If I am not the Director, I would have thought you two are making love for real. Congratulations! Hear the applause.”
The curtains draw open and the lights come on again.
All the performers line up on the stage, hand in hand. Me and Angel are right there in the middle, side by side, hand in hand, enjoying the applause from the crowd “Bravo Bravo”
I turn my head to look at Angel.
She looks at me as well and says, “Thanks Henry. That’s a good one.”
We smile at that. Only the two of us understand that.
Time: Close to midnight, Saturday
Location: Home Balcony
The rest of the night after the wonderful stage performance passes by very quickly without me really grasping what is happening. The congratulations for a job well done, the applause and handshakes from family and friends, the goodbyes to everyone including Angel and Crystal, the drive back home…. My mind has been in a whirlwind, ever since I have taken Angel’s virginity on stage.
Only now am I be able to settle down my emotions and reorganize my thoughts calmly in peace. I am holding a wine glass, half-filled with my favorite red wine, slouching in my rattan armchair at my balcony, grazing at the bright moon and twinkling stars in the night sky. It is a peaceful night. My emotions are running wild though.
I am thinking back on the situation and what I have done.
Crystal – Ryan’s girlfriend. Saw her upskirt under the table at our first family dinner. Had webcam sex with her unknowingly the same night but with identity exposed and fantasy made known. Passionate kiss on East Coast breakwater and wild car sex at East Coast Park carpark.
Angel – Rex’s girlfriend. Infatuated with her at first interview in company. Had mutual masturbation in company lift. Jacked off at her photo in office. Took her virginity on stage under the disguise of acting.
How am I going to handle the relationship with these two ladies going forward? How am I going to face Ryan and Rex in future?
At this moment, my handphone beeps twice. 2 messages.
“Message from Angel”
“Message from Crystal”
I open Angel’s message:
“Henry, I don’t know what to say to you now. But I just want to let you know that I didn’t regret what we have done on stage just now. I don’t expect anything from you as I know you have a happy family. But I want you to know that I have decided not to reconcile with Rex so please do not see me as your future daughter-in-law anymore. Good night.”
“Henry, I am sending you this message because I have a very weird sixth sense that something is not right between you and Angel. Your performance just now seems too real. Anyway I just want to tell you that I have actually broken off with Ryan just now on our way back. Ever since what happened between us at East Coast Park, my heart tells me I can’t carry on with Ryan as if nothing has happened. Good night.”
OMG. This is getting beyond what I can imagine.
Time: Sunday afternoon
Location: In car on way to family outing
This is one of the rare Sunday where everyone so happens to be at home. Everyone is just lazing and bumming around the house when suddenly Rex suggests a golf outing for the family. Since it has been a while since the whole family goes out together, everyone is on for the idea. Though you can sense that Ryan is feeling a bit moody and downcast, in order not to be a spoilsport, Ryan also supports the idea. As to why Ryan is feeling downcast, the answer is obvious.
So there we go, with Ryan volunteering to take the wheels, my father sitting in front, myself, my wife and Rex at the back of my wife’s 7-seater Volkwagen Touran MPV. We are driving up to a golf course at JB.
It’s 2 pm on a Sunday afternoon. Not many cars on the road. Nice weather, clear sky, windy, perfect weather for outdoor activities. We are just chatting along about anything, everything. We go past the customs and are driving along JB highway.
Inevitably, the conversation topics shift to Ryan’s and Rex’s girlfriends…
My wife: “Sons, how come you didn’t ask Crystal and Angel along? I thought we should try to get together more as a family.”
There is an awkward pause. I am keeping silent and act as if I know nothing about their break-up.
Rex breaks the silence: “Ma, actually I have broken up with Angel.”
My wife: “What? What happens? I find Angel a very nice girl. Henry, don’t you think so?”
Me murmurs a faint “ya”
Rex: “Hard to explain… well…. relationships are like that… comes and goes.”
Ryan is keeping silent, but I can sense his breathing getting a bit heavier and his driving is also getting more aggressive.
My wife: “You are always like that. Changing girlfriends like nobody’s business. Luckily, Ryan is not like you. I can tell Ryan is very stable with Crystal.”
Ryan: “Ma, I want to tell you something too. Crystal just broke up with me last night.”
My wife: “What?!? What happened to you and Crystal?”
Ryan: “Ask Rex.”
Oh my, how did Ryan know about Rex and Crystal?
My wife: “Ryan, why is Rex involved?”
Ryan: “This playboy tries to hit on my girlfriend.”
This is getting complicated…
Rex: “Watch what you saying, bro.”
Ryan: “You still dare to deny? Crystal didn’t tell me the reason for the breakup. But I got eyes to see. Look at how intimate you two behaved at last night’s performance. And I saw that you have been messaging Crystal recently ever since we met at our family dinner. Crystal has a habit of leaving her handphone on the table when we eat at restaurants. I can see messages coming from you to her almost now and then.”
Ryan is getting a bit agitated by this time…
Rex: “Crap, that doesn’t mean anything. Crystal was my ex-girlfriend and ex-classmate. I was just catching up with her.”
Ryan: “Stop lying. You basically hit on any pretty girl you set your eyes upon. Angel is right to break up with you.”
Rex: “Bro, you are being ridiculous here.”
My father suddenly shouts “Watch out! Ryan!”
There is an on-coming truck right in front of us at the bend of the highway.
The car takes an acute swerve to the left, followed by horns coming from multiple directions, an almost deafening screeching of the brake….
The world suddenly spins upside down at a furious speed and…
Fast-Forward 6 months…
It is really true when people always say how unpredictable life can be.
One incident can change a lot things in one’s life.
The next time I opened my eyes, my world has changed.
I lost my most respected father. I lost my most beloved wife.
I was so badly injured in the accident that I took close to half a year to recover. I was bedridden in hospital for 6 months.
During this period, I stepped down as the CEO as my health did not permit me to continue to work. Rex took over the reins with my ever-trusted buddy Lim guiding and helping him along.
During this period, Angel is the one that stays by my side, taking good care of me 24/7 as my condition was really bad. It was Angel who slowly and patiently nursed me back to health. Obviously we grow very close during this period and it is through this ordeal that both of us realize our love for each other.
As for Crystal, she got back with Ryan after a while. After the incident, I have only seen Crystal a few times when she and Ryan came to visit me at the hospital.
Seems like a happy ending for everyone. Except for Rex.
My relationship with Rex sours due to me being together with Angel.
Rex’s relationship with Ryan never mends after the incident because Rex blames Ryan for the accident that changed everyone’s life.
At the day of me being fully recovered and discharged from hospital, it’s also the start of a new chapter in our life and for this story.
Me and Angel got married.
Ryan and Crystal got married.
Time: Monday morning
Location: Dr Tan’s Clinic
Me: “Dr Tan, what’s wrong with me?”
Dr Tan: “From the x-ray report, there doesn’t seem to show any blockage or damage in the tissues. From your semen sample, everything seems normal as well. Your blood sample does not show any hormonal imbalances as well”
Me: “So what does not that mean?”
Dr Tan: “I would tend to think that your erectile dysfunction condition is due to more psychological than physical.”
Me: “Psychological? How is that possible? I mean, I am so in love with Angel and I am so physically attracted to her.”
Dr Tan: “Well, but that doesn’t mean that the sexual stimulation is enough for you. I mean, there can be many different reasons. Age, some tramatic experience, some mental block, many reasons. I mean, you met with such a serious accident. You were bedridden for such a long time. Did you ever feel any urge during the 6 months of recovery?”
Me: “Not really.”
Dr Tan: “So was that normal compared to before the accident?”
Me: “No. I am still very sexually active before that” – all the incidents with Angel and Crystal come to mind
Dr Tan: “Something might be wrong somewhere, but I am quite sure it has nothing got to do with physical based on all the reports here. You need to overcome your psychological block. Need to look for something that can arouse your sexual stimulation again. For some people, normal sex between a couple can no longer arouse the person. That’s why people develop all kind of fetishes to continue feeding their urge for stimulation. Panties, voyeur, all kinds. You need to rediscover what can stimulate you again.”
I am totally crest-fallen. I have married my dream girl, only to discover that I can no longer perform what a normal husband can do.
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Angel understands about my condition and she is totally understanding towards me, telling me she love me for who I am. Even without the sex part, she would still love me forever. Obviously I am very touched by what she has said, but being a man, my heart is bleeding.
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So over time, I often go to the pub to drown my sorrow. I love Angel.
Almost every day after Rex and Angel go to work, I can’t bear being alone in that big bungalow by myself. I will head out to the pub to drink, hoping to kill my boredom and also to drown my heartache. I am beginning to feel useless.
That’s when I bump into one of my ex-colleague from many, many years back.
His name is John, aged 38.
John looks younger than his age, can easily pass off as early thirties. Well-heeled, charming, handsome and it looks like he has been hitting the gym as his body looks well-toned even beneath the jacket suite he is wearing.
John: “Henry, is that you?”
Me: “Hey John, been a long, long time since we last met. How are you?”
John: “Pass you my card”
It reads “Senior Vice President, XYZ Bank”
Just like that, I found myself a drinking kaki. John is a fitness freak. He would hit the gym right after work, and after working out, he would come to the pub to unwind himself by listening to some music and taking some sip.
Time: Thursday evening
I have been coming to the same pub almost every other day ever since I met John, and he has become my regular drink kaki.
A bit more on John. He used to be my subordinate at my last job before I came out to start my own business. He was like my righthand man then. Very smart guy with excellent social skills, coupled with a handsome outlook and blessed with a gift of the gab. John was like the lady-killer, being able to charm any female from age eighteen to eighty.
Me: “John, why aren’t you married yet? Set your standards too high?”
John: “Haha not really, but I don’t like to give up the forest for a tree.”
Me: “Oh ya, I remembered you used to like to play the field. When you were still working under me, I remembered you were having like, at the same time, 3 girlfriends, or 4?”
John: “Haha you still remember. But now I have grown even smarter. I don’t even go for the girlfriend thing anymore. No matter what, even girlfriends have to tie up those loose ends. I am now a professional player. I only go for flings or one night stand.”
John: “I know you recently got remarried, if not, I would teach you how to play the field. With your wealth and charisma, I assure you will have a lot of women flocking to you.”
Me: “Haha no thanks, I am very happy with my wife” …..When those words come out from my mouth, I feel a sense of guilt towards Angel. We have gotten married for about a month now, but I still haven’t resolved my problem.
John: “Henry, my new prey is here already.”
Me: “Huh?” I turned around to look at the direction where John is looking. There sits a OL in her early twenties, quite pretty, throwing seductive smile and glances towards John’s direction.
Me: “John, that girl is married. See the ring on her hand.”
John: “Yes, I know. That’s what I have told you. I have grown smarter. I only go for married women now. They are just looking for fun. No strings attached. I won’t be afraid of them clinging onto me after the business.”
I am totally stunned.
John: “Henry, you have to excuse me now. I am going to be busy. See you man.”
Within a few minutes, John is seen laughing and whispering with the pretty OL. Very soon, they walk out of the hand, her hand around John’s arm. While they pass by me, John gives me a quick wink and thumbs up.
I am not sure why. At this moment, I feel a stirring in my groin. Is there a devil within me thinking of emulating John?
Time: Friday evening
Me: “So how was last night?”
John: “So-so. When the prey is too easy, no kick.”
Me: “Got any difference? Share some of your sexcapades for me as eye-openers.”
John: “Haha man, you already have had two wives. Heard your new wife is a young and pretty lady, and you are asking me for advice, you can’t be serious.”
John: “But anyway, I am now working on a target recently. She is a real beauty. And as per my hunting criteria, she is married. But she is unlike my other usual targets, this one is really tough. Usually, I will get my prey within 3 days, but this one, I have been working on her for 3 weeks, still not much progress.”
Me: “Haha maybe she is a good girl.”
John: “Nay, no one can escape my clutches haha. But maybe I should consult you since you are a married man. Maybe you can give me fresh ideas.”
Me: “Tell me more about it.” I am not really keen on John’s stories, but I am just thinking about the feeling of stirring in my groin last evening. Maybe I can find some stimulation here to cure myself.
John: “This lady only recently joins my bank, so we can be considered colleagues. But she is not from my department, so we only know each other’s name. Our bank has a corporate gym membership and good thing she is attending the same gym lessons as me. So I have been observing her. Very quite person, doesn’t mingle much with the others. When I tried to approach her, she always subtlely rejects me haha.”
Me: “Maybe you shouldn’t be too direct. Should work on her using an indirect approach. Since you have been going to the gym for so long, I am sure you know the workout techniques very well? Maybe can use that as a reason to correct her techniques? You know, woman cares about their figure the most.”
John is looking at me with his eyes wide open. “I know what to do already. Thanks man.”
Time: Tuesday evening
Me: “Hey John! Over here.”
John just steps into the pub and walks over to me.
Me: “How’s your weekend? Didn’t see you around yesterday.”
John: “Ahhh….. yesterday. I stayed back after the usual gym session.”
Me: “Oh. So you succeeded?”
John: “Nay, not yet. Not easy. This girl really makes me boil.”
Me: “Make your balls boil, you mean?”
John: “Haha. I did what you suggested.”
“During one of the session break, I just nonchalantly walked over to her and pointed out to her that her posture is not right. She would hurt her knee cap over time and would not achieve the desired results. So I went through some of the moves with her and indeed she felt my pointers were valid and started to open up. This time, I did not try to chat her up. Instead I simply focused on giving her advice on the workout. Indeed that did the trick! She began to ask me more questions. Can tell that she has lowered her defense barrier against me.”
“After the session ended, I saw her staying back by herself to practice those moves I corrected her. I did not try to approach her. I went to wash up, changed and purposely act as if I was leaving. When I walked past her, I slowed down my pace and smiled at her. She smiled back at me, and murmurs a “thanks for your advice just now, bye”. I acted as if I was observing her posture and I dropped my sling bag and went over to give her some more advice.”
“Just like that, without even saying anything, I was just discussing with her on the workout moves and taught her some new ones. She is just like a little kid who got some sweets haha. She let loose totally and I even guided her and helped her with some new exercises.”
“Wow, this girl is really the best I have ever seen. She is wearing a loose white T-shirt over her black sports bra and a body-fitting cotton track pants. Her T-shirt is small and hugging to her body, but the neck collar is very loose. At one of the moves, I was acting as her back support from her back. At certain angle, I can peep into her shirt opening at the front and see her black sports bra. I am totally turned on by her two firm and perky breasts. How I wish I can hold them in my hands.”
Seeing that John is totally engrossed in his tale, I am starting to feel a hardon forming down south for myself as well. I don’t want to say anything wrong to break his momentum now, yet I need to show I am interested to hear more, so I just chip in with constructive remarks now and then. “So is she big?”
John: “Not really. But I would say just nice. She is a petite girl, so I think her breasts are simply proportionate and perfect on her. And I tell you, her skin is so smooth and fair. Peeping at her white cleavage set against the black-coloured bra is just so arousing.”
“But that’s not her best feature. Her best feature is her butt. That’s the cutest and perkiest butt I have ever seen. And her grey cotton track pants simply accentuates her butt perfectly. There was one move when she has to bend her body forward, leaving her butt sticking out and facing me directly. At that moment, I had an impulse to just stick my tool into her. But I remembered what you have told me, so I just control myself. Though I almost lost it.”
“So I just control myself throughout that extra one hour with her. At the end of the session, she became very comfortable with me. But obviously, I am not so comfortable myself, with the pent-up tension. After parting ways, I flew down to Geylang. You know, I never like such places, but I need to put out my fire urgently. I scoured through the whole Geylang, looking for someone that looks like her. Long, silky hair, sweet, lovely face with dimples. Doe-eyes with a small cherry mouth. Pure, white complexion with a sexy, petite body. Firm breasts and a perky butt that can seduce any male species. I am like a sex-crazed man, going door to door, telling the OKT my requirements, but no one can simply match the image of her in my mind. I was hoping there for a good 1.5 hours, all the time with a raging hardon. In the end, I have to settle for a PRC girl that resembles 60% of her. I gave the PRC a good one hour fuck. But all the images I see, moaning sounds that I hear, scents that I smell, is all of her and only her. I can’t even remember the face of that PRC girl that I have fucked last night haha.”
I am spotting a 70% hardon now.
Time: Thursday evening
A week has passed since John told me about his advances on his latest target. Every Monday and Thursday are their gym sessions so they have gone for two more sessions since then, last Thursday and the Monday this week. John has been ultra-patient, only making little advances each time. From what I last heard from him, the girl has opened up more to him and they have gone out to catch a quick dinner on Monday evening after the gym session. Nothing improper at all. However, according to John, he can tell that the girl has a slightest interest in him.
Anyway, today is Thursday, so I am not expecting John to turn up at the pub as he is gone for his gym session.
Today is a special day. It is exactly one year since I first met Angel. I still remember very clearly this day one year ago. Angel is a fresh-faced graduate reporting for work at my office. Pure, fresh, sweet. I can still remember that feeling.
How things can change so much in just a year. My dearest Angel is now my lovely wife. I should have been the happiest man in the world. But my condition has made me withdrawn from Angel. I know she has not minded my condition at all, but I feel bad as a man. She is such a young, pretty girl but she has to bear with such hardship with me. That thought makes me gulp down another glass of red wine. Because of Angel, Rex doesn’t even speak to me much, and he is always out from home. Ryan and Crystal would only be back from their honeymoon in about 2 weeks’ time. Hence the house is always empty.
Ever since we are married, I have been avoiding Angel. I know Angel is a sensible and sensitive girl, so she has never forced me nor blamed me. But we have been drifting apart. Angel is very busy at her new job while I am always out at the pub every night. By the time we reach home, it is usually late and we can get to sleep very soon. Actually my heart aches everytime Angel is sleeping beside me but I can’t fulfill my role as a husband.
Today is a special day. I have decided to face the problem together with Angel. I think I have run away from the problem long enough. I am going to start everything afresh with Angel. I am going to tell her I love her and I will do everything I can to cure my problem. Even if I cannot be cured, I will no longer be avoiding her as running away is not going to solve anything.
Since it’s the first year anniversary we met, I have bought a Cartier watch for Angel as an anniversary gift. I have also specifically SMS Angel in the morning to meet me at 10 pm at home tonight. I don’t want to set too early as I won’t want to disturb her work as she is usually home only by that time. I also want to make it as normal as possible as this is meant to be a surprise. Along the way back later, I am going to Lau Pa Sat to pack all the food we had on the very first dinner I had with Angel, if you all remember. That’s the night when the company faced some crisis for our IPO listing and also the night when I agreed to act in the play together with Angel. I am sure this is going to surprise Angel pleasantly.
Time now is 8.40 pm. I should be leaving soon to prepare for my special night.
Just as I am about to leave, my handphone has a message.
It’s from John.
“Bro, wait for me. I will be there by 9. Got exciting stuff to share with you.”
Time: Thursday 9 pm
Me: “Eh you are here. I only got 20 minutes. Have to leave by 9.20 pm. Have an appointment with wife at 10.”
John: “Sure sure bro. I just feel I need to tell you the firsthand information immediately. I succeeded!”
That immediately caused my little bro to have a little stir. Maybe this is godsend. Hopefully the story can be hot enough for me to sustain till tonight and I can have a good time with Angel.
John: “As usual, we have our gym session from 6.30 pm to 7.30 pm. And as usual, I went to her telling her that I can stay back to do extra training with her. Her initial response was that she is tired today and has something on later.”
“I persisted as I had planned something special for today’s session. Finally she relented to stay back for just another 30 minutes more. I am a regular at the gym so I have specially booked the gym studio at the top level. That studio is only reserved for special VIP like celebrities or political people who requires top security and privacy. Due to this need, the studio room door can only be accessed by a special pin set by the user himself.”
“I told her I wanted to introduce special gym equipment to her for today’s session so we have to go up to the top level studio. Hence she followed me without any suspicion. So there we are, I got her to use some of the newer and more sophisticated equipment. When I saw her perspiring from the exercise, I passed her a clean towel provided in the room.”
“Haha I did something to the towel. I sprinkled some aphrodisiac onto the towel. My heart was grinning when I saw her wiping her whole face into the towel. I knew my trick was working when I saw her breathing slightly heavier than usual, and her legs seemed to be squirmming together while she was sitting at the machine.”
“So I told her we will do a final warmdown by using the gym ball. I got her to lie on top of the gym ball, facing down. The gym ball is those large body-sized type, so she is basically hugging the gym ball. I told her to relax her whole body and just concentrate on hugging it. I will be stabilizing her from the back and try rolling the ball. That way, she will be able to feel her whole body being stretched while trying to maintain her balance. Obviously that’s a big lie. I invented this exercise. Basically what I did was to pin her shoulder down using my two hands, and I positioned one of my knee between her legs. Then I started to rock the big gym ball left and right. With that movement, her two thighs would keep knocking into my knee. I acted as if if the balance is not good enough, so I moved my knee even further up. That way, my knee was almost touching her crotch. With the movement, her inner thighs were rubbing on my knee and her crotch would touch my knee now and then.”
“Her breathing became heavier and heavier and I think I almost heard a gasp coming out from her mouth. I knew the time was ripe. I grabbed her shoulders, turned her around and cupped my lips onto her mouth.”
“She resisted at the beginning, trying to push me away and struggle free. She wanted to shout, but I locked my mouth firmly onto her mouth and began sucking. My right arm was flung across her shoulder, pulling her into me, and my left hand was attacking her crotch, rubbing her pussy through her track pants.”
“Within 30 secs, her body gave up. Soft, sexy whimpers began to come out from her mouth. My right arm let go of her and moved to her breasts. She started reciprocrating my kiss. Her breathing was getting heavier and heavier. Her breasts was heaving up and down. I tried to pull her clothings aside, but she actually resisted. I was not going to give up at this point in time. I forcefully tore off her clothings. I pressed her onto the floor and put my mouth onto her pussy and started licking. Haha her pussy was already very wet by then. I think she had never tried this before as she became hysterical, with her both hands grabbing my head and pulling my face into her pussy. She is loving it!”
“Her mouth kept saying “Don’t want” but her whole body was not listening. I pulled down my shorts, turned her over. Since day one I saw her, I had vowed to enter her doggie style as her butt is simply irresistable. So I was there, humping her in doggie style.”
“Really I have never experienced such a powerful sensation before. She was really tight. Almost just like a virgin. I have never felt so good. I just kept humping into her, with my hands sometimes grabbing her breasts, sometimes on her cute butt, practically feeling her everywhere. I pumped her for like over 300 times, or more, I don’t know. I have never enjoyed such a feeling before so I am not going to let this sensation end too soon so I kept holding back. She is completely taken by now, moaning and groaning. I think she is afraid of being heard, so she is forcing herself to not to moan too loudly.”
“This is really unusual. I think her husband has not been satisfying her properly as I have never seen a married woman so hungry. Her pussy is practically begging me to fuck her, clamping and clinging tightly onto my cock. At the final stage, I turned her over and fucked her missionary as I want to her ecstatic expressions. Really classic. Such a pure, demure girl can become such a sex whore at the height of love-making. Seeing her moaning expression proves too much for me. When I reach orgasm, both her hands and legs are grabbing me tightly, whole body shivering. It is as if she wants to suck my sperm dry.”
Time: Thursday 10 pm
I am still sporting a hardon from John’s story.
When I reach home at 10 pm sharp, Angel is already in her night gown watching TV in the bedroom.
The moment I see Angel, I rush towards her and grab her towards me. I grab her face and kiss her.
Angel pushes me away and says “Henry, what’s wrong with you?”
I am awaken by that push. I shouldn’t be so rushed.
Me: “Angel, I am sorry. I love you.”
Angel is totally caught by surprise.
Angel: Henry, are you ok? What happened?”
Me: “Nothing happens. It’s just I have sorted out my thoughts. See, I bought you a gift. It’s the Cartier watch you have always wanted. I also bought our favourite dishes from Lau Pa Sat. Angel, do you know that we first met each other exactly one year ago on this date?”
Angel eyes begin tearing, “Henry, I love you too. I really love you. Will you love me forever, no matter what happens?”
Me: “Of course I will.”
With that, our lips are locked in a passionate kiss. Our clothes are soon off. Angel is at her glorious naked self.
However things don’t always go as what one wish. My little bro is hardened more than usual but still not hard enough to do a penetration.
Angel is very kind, trying to console me by my side, “Henry, don’t worry. I will love you forever no matter what happens. Will you do the same for me?”
At this moment, my handphone beeps.
Message from John.
“Hey bro, I am still so excited by the event just now. I am masturbating to her photo I took with my handphone. Let me send her photo to you to share my excitement.”
An image sent over.
I open the picture.
I have the biggest shock in my life.
My cock immediately hardens. I turn over to Angel, and fuck her furiously.
This is the same hole that has been fucked by John a couple of hours ago. I am now humping into it furiously.
Angel is moaning in satisfaction. Her eyes is full of love and lust.
Did she moan the same for John just now?
After the wonderful sex with Angel on our anniversary on Thursday night, things go back to normal, well, almost normal. I didn’t breathe a single word or ask a single bit on John and her gym incident. I act as if I know nothing and nothing has happened. The only difference now is that my psychological problem with my erectile dysfunction has been resolved. I can now be a loving husband to Angel now.
I have stopped going to the pub since then, drop a message to John, telling him that I am going away overseas for a while for some personal matters. I don’t know how to face John again, given what he has done to my dear Angel. I can’t blame him, he didn’t know Angel is my wife, but I just could not bring myself to face him again.
The next few days are surprisingly normal. Angel wakes up, goes to work. I bum around at home in the day, watch some TV, and do some gardening. Over the weekend, me and Angel go for golf game, catch movies and enjoy good dinner like any other couples. At night, we go to sleep spooning each other. Life has become blissful for us just like a newly-wed couple.
We have a wonderful 3 days together over Friday to Sunday. However, today’s Monday. The day that Angel is going for work as usual, and having her gym session in the evening. Since the moment she leaves for work in the morning, I have been feeling uneasy. I keep wondering if Angel is going for her gym session this evening and what is going to happen between her and John. Throughout the day, something would trigger a memory and I would be reminded of what happened last Thursday or be left wondering what she and John would do later this evening.
I just don’t feel good, but I don’t know what to do about it either.
I love Angel. I trust Angel. I know last Thursday was a once-off. John had used aphrodisiac on her and I was not giving her the love and attention she deserved. Now everything is back to normal and Angel would surely distance herself away from John. I am sure.
Time: Monday night
At 9.25 pm, Angel is home. I am so happy to see her.
She looks so sexy today, in her exercise attire: a fitting pink-colored Fila T-shirt and a black FBT shorts. Her creamy white legs are showing.
Me: “Wow you look sexy. How come you are wearing shorts today? I thought you usually wear track pants to your gym sessions?”
Angel: “Oh we are doing the treadmill cross-trainer today, so in jogging attire. Too tired to change so I just drove home like that. I will just go up for a bath first, Henry.”
My eyes follow Angel up the stairs. She looks so good. I am feeling excited. Her legs are so sexy, walking up the stairs, with her cute little butt swaying. I have always loved her butt.
I follow Angel up the stairs to our bedroom.
As Angel bends down to pick up fresh clothing from our wardrobe, I catch a quick glimpse of her panties through the hem of her FBT shorts. All I see is a flash of white color and that is enough to send my cock springing to life. I walk up to Angel and pull her towards me. I turn her around in one quick action and kiss her. I kiss her like a starved animal.
The next moment, we are locked in a deep and passionate kiss on our bed. Her lips is as soft and sweet as I have remembered. As our passion build up from the kiss, my hands begin to explore her body. The sensitive tip of her nipples, the soft bounce of her breasts, her sexy blossom butt. After lingering long enough to get her into a state of arousal, my hand continues its journey southward. Approaching the waistband of her FBT shorts and panties, I slip my hand under the elastic band when Angel’s hand gently stops me.
Me: “What’s wrong dear?”
Angel: “Erm nothing.”
Me: “Then why did you stop?”
Angel: “Errr I just thought of trying something different.”
With that, Angel pulls down my shorts and engulfs her mouth over my hardened cock. This is the first time Angel blows me. It’s mind-blowing.
Her small little mouth is stretched over my large cock and she is looking up innocently at me while she is moving her mouth up and down my shaft. In between her actions, she is murmuring “Am I doing it correct?”
Me: “This is wonderful, Angel. Where did you learn this from? I love fucking your mouth.”
I love the sensation so much. My lovely Angel is pleasuring me with her virgin mouth. Without any warning, I push her head downwards and shove the full length of my cock down her throat. That makes her choke but I am enjoying the sensation too much. I continue to fuck her mouth violently although I splutters a “Sorry”. Angel is looking at me with her innocent eyes, as if telling me to “go easy” on her mouth, but my animal instincts is taking over. I just have to fuck that little mouth of hers. It feels too good.
I can feel her tongue wrapping around my cock. Angel takes a deep breath and starts bobbing up and down. God this is incredible. I am fucking Angel’s mouth as if it is a pussy hole. Her whole mouth is swallowing my cock. The engorged mouth coupled with the innocent , pleading eyes are just perfect combination for me to continue fucking her mouth. After a minute of this violent fucking her mouth, I know I am going to come soon. Uncontrollably, I pull her head inwards and let it stays there. My sperm just come blowing out of my cock, spurts after spurts into her throat.
Angel is looking at me with her wide, bewildered eyes, taking in my sperm down her throat. My hot fluids just spew out so naturally into her mouth and down her throat. I force my release into her mouth. This is the first time I come in someone’s mouth. Incredible.
I release my hands on her head and Angel just slumps onto the bed. I want to reciprocate the enjoyment to Angel and ensure she is enjoying herself too. So I stretch out and rub her pussy through her shorts. Very softly at first and then a bit more firmly. Angel is already very hot, her panties are soaking, I cannot remember her ever being this wet.
I continue my caresses and vary the pressure I am using as well as the speed: gentle strokes up and down her crotch… slow… slow… faster… faster… then a long press along the length of her pussy. I can hear her breathing change. I increase the tempo. I start to hear soft moans. The soft moans become longer, louder moans. Her breathing becomes faster, shorter, breathless. Her legs are sprawled open and her body is arched upwards in a pure ecstatic manner. I think Angel will be reaching her orgasm soon.
Again, without warning, I pull her shorts and panties off in one quick action. I lower my mouth onto her pussy. Angel lets out a gasp of surprise and shouts, “No, Henry!”
Looking at her, I know there is something wrong. There is an awkward pause.
Angel breaks down into tears, “Henry, I love you and I am sorry. I know you really love me and I love you. But I cannot do this to you.”
My heart starts to sink. I force myself to mutter the words “What’s wrong, Angel?”
Angel: “I am so so sorry but I cannot make you do this. I cannot make you lick my pussy.”
Me: “Why not? We are husband and wife, and you just allow me to come into your mouth.”
Angel: “No, I am sorry Henry. My pussy is full of someone’s else cum. Completely full. That’s why I cannot let you lick me.”
“My pussy is completely full”
The words just keep ringing in my ears. Yes, I know it’s John’s.
Time: Monday night
Me: “Is it John?”
Angel looks at me with her eyes wide with shock: “Huh? How did you know him?”
Me: “You fucked him.”
Angel: “Henry, please. I am sorry.”
Me: “Did you fuck him? Did you fuck him voluntarily?”
Angel: “Henry, I am sorry, I am really sorry, but I never wanted that to happen.”
Me: “He forced you?”
Angel is sobbing with her eyes red with sadness now: “At the start yes. Then my emotions got the better of me. I also don’t know what I am doing. But I love only you, I swear.”
Me: “How many times? How many times did you fuck?”
I know the answer but I just want to see if Angel would be truthful to me now.
Angel: “Henry please.”
Me: “If you want me to forgive you, you must tell me exactly what happened in details. If I found out that you lie about it, I would never forgive you.”
Angel: “Three times.”
I have a shock from her answer as well. I have expected the answer to be two times.
Me: “Tell me how it all started.”
Angel: “He is a colleague in my company. He is from XYZ bank, who is the holding company for our bank. We share the same office building. And we go to the same gym lessons.”
“He was especially nice to me but I never bothered about him. I thought he was a nice guy as he gave me some good advice on my gym workout. After a while, we stayed back for some extra gym workout. He was a gentleman throughout.”
“I don’t know what happen but last Thursday; he brought me to an exclusive room. We were just doing some exercises, he sort of forced it upon me and I was in a confused state, possibly from the long period of not getting the love from you and also his advances. So it just happened.”
I know about what happened last Thursday so I leave it as that. But I am more curious and concerned about the subsequent two times.
Me: “That was the first time. I can forgive you for that as I was not able to fulfill my role as a husband. But I have recovered. Why did you betray me again?”
Angel: “No I don’t mean to, Henry. You know how much I love you.”
Me: “So what happened on the second and third time? Please tell me the details. I have to know, once you know a bit, I think, you have to know everything. If not, I will imagine the worse, I will assume the worse.”
Angel is stunned at my firm interrogation and accusation. My heart softens at her poor state, but I am feeling betrayed and anger is getting the better of me. I understand the first incident. But I cannot fathom the second, and a third?
Me: “Tell me, don’t make me guess. So after the first fuck you have, you cannot forget the feeling. So the next time you see him, you spread your legs for him voluntarily. You open your legs and he put his cock in you. Come on, tell me.
Angel: “No, it’s not like that. Today is the second time I met him after our incident last Thursday. I felt very guilty towards you and I wanted a closure with him. I just wanted to make my stand very clear to him and end off like that.”
“So after the gym session, I requested to have a talk with him to have a closure. As we needed a quiet and enclosed venue to speak, we went back to the same exclusive gym room per last Thursday. I thought that is the most secure place to talk things through.”
“He was quite calm and understanding of the whole situation after I told him I want a closure to things. But just before we left, he grabbed me towards him and said he just wants a farewell fuck.”
“He pulled me into his body. He is a strong and big man, so I was totally overpowered by him. He kept begging me to have just one last fuck with him and he would forget about everything. Of course, I resisted. But he was strong. He forced his mouth onto mine and kissed me. His hands started to grope my breasts and my butt.”
“I also don’t know why but I sort of caved in to his demands. I relented. I let go of my resistance. At that moment, I just thought of letting him used me one last time and we could have a proper closure. I don’t want him to pester me after that. So I actually asked him if he would really forget about the whole thing and let me go after this one last time. He agreed so I just let go.”
Me: “So he licked your breasts? Kissed and licked your nipples?”
Angel: “Henry, please…… this is enough”
Me: “No, Angel. I want every detail. So he kissed you and took off your Fila T-shirt and kissed your breasts?”
Me: “Were your nipples stiff?”
Me: “Did he suck your nipples?”
Angel: “He groped my butt, he put his hands on my ass, and gripped me there.”
Me: “On this pair of FBT shorts?”
Angel: “He pulled down my shorts and ate me there.”
Me: “What? He licked you?”
Me: “Did you enjoy that? Is your juice flowing out for him?”
I am not sure what is becoming of me at this point in time, but I am actually getting aroused by this interrogation. I feel guilty towards Angel but I cannot control myself. I am actually getting hard.
Angel: “Yes my juices were flowing out. And he was lapping them up like it was honey.”
Me: “And your cunt was aroused?”
I cannot believe the crude language I am using on my dear Angel.
Angel: “Yes, I was aroused. Yes, fuck, I was fucking dripping, alright, sorry, I don’t know why, but I was very turned on, I was, shit, my cunt was soaking, Ok?”
I am taken aback by this sudden outburst by Angel.
Angel: “Fuck, I used my fingers to open my pussy for him. I wanted him to look at my bare pussy, it felt so nice, to have him stare at my pussy, Henry.”
“I grabbed his hand and put it between my legs, I pushed my labia lips apart, and felt his long fingers inserting into my wet pussy, ok. I felt another man’s fingers in my hole, inside me, inside my vagina, over my slick hot lips, touching my clitoris.”
Me: “You came, with his fingers inside your cunt, rubbing you?”
Angel: “Yes, yes, I came hard, very hard. Almost squirting”
Me: “And you fucked?”
Angel: “Not yet. He continued to eat me. He pushed his tongue inside me, into my vagina, licked my inside, drinking all my orgasm juices. I lifted my hips, he licked lower, I felt him licking me further down. I held his head and pulled him closer. I told him I wanted his tongue on my asshole, then I felt it, he licked my anus.”
“He lifted me up and turned me over so that I was sprawling on the floor like a doggie. He used his fingers to spread me wide, I allowed him to, I wanted him to see me, to see everything, to taste me everywhere. He licked and tongued my asshole. Sorry, it felt amazing. Then he touched me there. He pushed a finger against my anus, and licked my vagina, I was soaking. He fingered my ass. He stroked my asshole as he kissed my cunt, licked me, covered my clit with his mouth, and slid his thick finger inside my asshole and kept murmuring this is the sexiest ass he had ever seen.”
“Suddenly he stopped his action. He pulled his finger out. I was left disappointed and empty. But not for long. I felt something thicker and harder trying to push its way into my anus. I realized it was his cock. I never tried anal sex before, but I was too excited at this point in time to stop him.”
“I felt his cock enter me, hard, his cock head slid inside my ass, it felt so painful, but so fucking good, and he thrust forward. I could feel myself being stretched wide, my anus felt like it was being torn apart, and he pushed forward, holding my hips, he thrust, fuck, I felt his huge thick cock slide deep inside my ass, filling my tight virgin asshole. His cock felt enormous, so thick, so huge inside my small hole. It was painful, but more arousal than pain. It felt incredible. And I knew he was enjoying it too as he kept murmuring fuck, fuck, this is too good.”
Me: “ So he fucked you hard in your ass? And came in your ass?”
Angel: “Yes, I think the sensation is too great for him as well. Only after a short while, he came. He came very hard into my ass, filling my rectum with his hot jism.”
Me: “That’s it?”
Angel: “Yes, that’s it.”
Me: “But you mentioned you had sex with him 3 times? When was the third?”
Angel: “We tidied ourselves and left the gym. We walked together to the carpark together to pick up our cars respectively. We walked the whole journey in silence.”
“As we were at the carpark, facing our cars, somehow, I don’t know why, I don’t know what happened. It just seemed like there was some unfinished business. We just turned and looked at each other. Then as if there was some unseen force controlling us, we just grabbed each other hand, I don’t even know who grabbed who. But basically we just went to the staircase lobby. The type of fire escape staircase lobby where no one would used. No ventilation, smell stale type. We just pushed open the staircase door and went in.”
“Next thing we know, I was staring at his cock. That was the first time I looked at a cock so close. It just happened instinctively. I unbuckled his pants, he pushed me down, I kneeled down, and stared at the gigantic cock in front of me.”
“I wrapped my fingers around his penis, it felt so hot, and heavy. I could feel it swelling in my hand, getting thicker. I could feel it pulse and throb. By instinct, I lifted it to my mouth, and kissed the tip of his penis. He let out a groan. I think he liked it so I opened my mouth and I took the whole shaft into my mouth. I had never done this before so I just paused there. I felt him grow in my mouth. I could barely fit it in my mouth, he was so large. He started to grab my head and moved it back and forth. So I just let him used my mouth. It was so large, so hot, so fucking sweet and wet, and I just let him slid his shaft in and out of my mouth.”
Fuck, John. He took my dearest wife’s virgin ass and mouth.
Me: “Is that why you know what to do just now when you blow me?”
Angel: “Yes, Henry. Sorry, that was the first time I had a blow job. I just wanted to compensate back to you but I know it doesn’t help much.”
Me: “What happen next, Angel?”
Angel: “I wanted him to come into my mouth, so I said something like “come in my mouth, fill my little slut mouth with your thick cum, let me taste your hot spunk” and I sucked and sucked.”
Me: “So he come into your mouth?”
Angel: “No he didn’t. I think he wanted to fuck me one last time.”
Me: “Did he use a condom?”
Angel: “No, we didn’t have one with us.”
Me: “So, he fucked you with his bare cock inside you?”
Angel: “Yes. He stopped me from my sucking. I think he is nearing his orgasm again. He pulled me up, and with my shorts on, just pulled aside my panties and shoved his cock into my vagina. My FBT shorts and panties were still on and his cock was just penetrating me raw. We fucked standing up, in the carpark staircase. I was spreading myself wider, so he could fuck me in standing position. As we were in public, I was holding myself back from moaning loudly, he placed a hand on my mouth to stop me from shouting out too loudly.”
Me: “Did you come?”
Angel: “Yes, I came so quickly. I had a huge orgasm.”
Me: “Did he come?”
Me: “Inside you?”
Angel: “Yes, that’s why my pussy is full. That’s why I stopped you from licking me just now. I can’t let you taste someone’s else cum in my pussy. I can’t humiliate you like that. I am sorry, Henry.”
Me: “That’s all?”
Angel: “Yes, that’s all. After we both came in the staircase lobby, we had a final kiss. I told him I would quit my job and would never go back to the gym and I hope he would not pester me again. He agreed and we left in our respective cars.”
“Henry, can you forgive me? That was in the spur of the moment. I love only you. Always do. Can you give me a second chance?”
I look at my lovely Angel. She cried until her eyes are swollen red. I pull her into my arms and give her a tight hug. I know she has been 100% truthful in telling me everything that has happened and it takes huge courage to do that. I know it’s my fault for not treating her properly ever since we got married and that has caused whatever has happened. I still love my Angel. She has been the nicest girl I have ever seen in my life.
“I am sorry too, Angel. I am at fault too. Let’s forget about whatever has happened and start afresh. I love you too much.”
Angel looks at me in her most innocent and grateful eyes and our lips meet each other.
We have a short kiss and start crying and laughing together in each other’s embrace.
Time flies past quickly, it has been 3 months since me and Angel got married. After the regretful “incident”, my relationship and love with Angel has grown much stronger. Angel has since quit her job and taking a break from work. Everyday we are just keeping each other company and enjoying our little “honeymoon”. We are enjoying our life as a carefree, newly-wed couples: play golf, enjoy spa, good dinners and not forgetting Angel’s favorite, watching theater plays and performance. We have also made cameo acting appearances at the theater group where Angel and I had our “first time”.
Today is also the day when Ryan and Crystal are coming back from their honeymoon. Me and Angel are waiting for them in our living room.
The clock reads 1.25 pm. They should be reaching home soon.
Just at this moment, a limousine cab stops outside our bungalow. Two familiar faces alight from the cab.
Ryan and Crystal are finally back. I miss them so much.
“Pa we are back!” Ryan is walking through the door, pulling his huge trolley luggage. Crystal is smiling radiantly, following close behind.
I walk up and give Ryan a good hug, “Son, I miss you so much.”
Ryan: “Pa we miss you too. Errr, Angel, should I call you …. ”
Angel: “Just continue calling me Angel will do.”
Crystal: “Angel, how have you been?”
Crystal is hugging Angel.
Angel: “Crystal, you look beautiful.”
Yes, Crystal is looking beautiful. She has dyed her hair slightly yellowish and has a soft perm which ends with wavy curves at the end of her long, silky hair. She was sexy and pretty, but now she is womanly and exudes an aura of sexuality. How should I describe it? Stunning.
Crystal: “Pa, how are you? I miss you too”
Crystal moves over from Angel and gives me a hug as well, which catches me by surprise.
For that two seconds, I have the most stunning woman I have seen in my life in my embrace. She smells so nice, so womanly. I have a reluctance to let her leave my embrace.
Me: “Come, let’s sit down and talk.”
So there we are, sitting around in the living room, chatting away happily about their honeymoon, the interesting places they visited, the exotic food they have taken, the exciting encounters they have gone through. Our living room has never been so full of life and laughter for the longest time ever. It feels so good to have the whole family together.
“You guys are back”
Rex walks through the main door.
Ryan: “Rex, you are back. I bought you some gifts, you will love …..”
Rex cuts off Ryan abruptly, “Enjoy yourselves, I am going back to my room”
Rex walks up the stairs coldly.
Ryan: “Pa, is Rex still angry with us?”
Me: “Haizzz, I don’t think I have spoken to Rex more than 3 sentences in the 3 months that you are away. We don’t even see him much. He is always out of the house.”
Rex is full of resentment for the family.
….. He hates me for taking Angel away from him.
….. He is angry with Ryan for the car accident that took away his mother.
….. He feels hurt by Angel for breaking up with him and being together with his father.
….. He feels aggrieved with Crystal for being the indirect cause of his breakup with Angel and his fallout with his brother.
He is a changed man now. He is no longer the Rex that we knew.
Location: Dr Tan’s Clinic
A couple of weeks passed by after Ryan and Crystal came back from their honeymoon….
I am back to see Dr Tan for my follow-up checkup for the erectile dysfunction condition.
Dr Tan: “Henry, seems like everything is back to normal?”
Me: “Yes, all good now. Like you mentioned, it’s more of a psychological barrier after that fateful accident. But luckily managed to break through that barrier.”
Dr Tan: “That’s good to hear. How did you know that?”
Obviously I am unable to answer that question. I can’t possibly tell him that I got aroused because my lovely wife Angel is being fucked by someone else.
Me: “Haha I also don’t know how to put it, but anyway, problem is behind us now.”
Dr Tan: “Very good. Looks like you can enjoy your blissful marriage life now. Really envy you for having such a young and pretty wife.”
Me: “Haha Dr Tan, am I hearing this correct?”
Dr Tan: “Err Henry, we knew each other for almost 20 years already. I supposed you would pardon me right? I am also a man, a normal human being. Your wife is really pretty and hot. Just like your daughter-in-law.”
Me: “Crystal? She is here to see you? Anything’s wrong? She just came back from her honeymoon a couple of weeks ago.”
Dr Tan: “Oh nothing much. Just some routine check for married couples. By the way, are you planning for babies with Angel?”
Me: “Hmmmm never really thought of that. I am old already.”
Dr Tan: “Maybe you should start thinking about that. Angel is still so young. You might want to discuss this with her. Like what you mentioned, you are not getting young. If you want, better plan for it now.”
Me: “Good, seems like Ryan and Crystal are here to see you for family planning checkup. Looks like I am going to be a grandpa soon.”
Dr Tan: “Henry, you know I can’t comment on this even if they are your family. Professional ethics.”
Me: “Too late. I already caught the drift. Ok chat with you more some other time. Got to go home for dinner soon.”
Time: Wednesday evening 7.30 pm
Family dinner time. It’s been becoming a regular affair with Ryan and Crystal coming back for dinner with me and Angel everyday. I am enjoying this family bliss very much.
Ever since my late wife and father passed away, the family has not been so happy and cheerful for quite a while. Me, Angel and Ryan and Crystal have grown so much closer over this period. Especially Angel and Crystal. They are more like sisters as they are so close in age. The only regret is that Rex is still seldom seen at home.
We are chatting happily about everything under the sun. About work, about the latest entertainment gossip, about the latest political news. Basically everything. With the bubbly Crystal around, we will never get bored.
Me: “Eh Ryan, I was at Uncle Tan’s clinic this afternoon. Heard you and Crystal went to see him as well. Everything ok?”
Ryan: “Pa, did Uncle Tan mention anything?”
Me: “Oh nothing at all. You mean there is anything I should know?”
Just before Ryan can open his mouth to answer me, Crystal interrupted.
“Pa, Angel, I am full. I am not feeling too well. I go up to rest first.”
That’s a 360 degree change from just a moment ago. Me and Angel are totally taken by surprise.
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Time: Wednesaday night 10 pm
Location: My bedroom
Me: “Where were you? I didn’t see you after coming out from the bathroom.”
Angel: “I went to look for Crystal. Felt something was not right at the dinner just now.”
Me: “Ya, I felt the same. So did you manage to find out what happened?”
Angel: “Crystal is very upset. She confided in me, but I am supposed to keep it a secret for her.”
Me: “Including me?”
Angel: “Yes, of course dear. This is women’s talk. You are not supposed to know. I can’t break her trust.”
Me: “Is it serious? Everything alright with the couple?”
Angel: “I am not sure either. I will talk to Crystal again when she feels better. Will try to get her to ask Ryan to tell you about it. That’s all I can say, dear.”
My mind is full of question marks.
Time: Saturday night
Location: Our bedroom
Me: “Angel, you are back. Tired?”
Angel: “I am ok dear. Just a little tipsy.”
Me: “Drank a lot?”
Angel: “Quite a bit. Need some alcohol to open Crystal up.”
Me: “Is Crystal alright?”
Angel: “Ya, we came back together in cab. She is back to her own room. Ryan is with her.”
Me: “Is she willing to open up with her problem?”
Angel: “Yes, very good talk with her. In fact, we have a heart-to-heart talk. And we came up with a solution. This would need your consent and cooperation.”
Me: “What is it?”
Angel: “Let me go wash up first, sober a little and I will update you.”
My lovely Angel is washing herself in the bathroom. Ever since our dinner on Wednesday, Ryan and Crystal have not been themselves and seemed to be upset with something. Hence I ask Angel to bring Crystal out for some drinks and ladies talk, hopefully to help the young couple with whatever we can.
Angel: “Dear, let me update you exactly what happened. Ryan and Crystal want to have babies eagerly. They tried to conceive one during their honeymoon. When they came back from their honeymoon, they went for a routine checkup at Dr Tan, the usual marriage and pregnancy tests that a lot of couples usually do before they actually conceive.”
Me: “Uh huh”
Angel: “Unfortunately, the tests came back showing that Crystal cannot conceive a baby due to a problem with her womb. Both of them are devastated. Although Ryan didn’t say anything, Crystal felt very bad and upset with herself. She knows Ryan is yearning for kids. It’s Ryan’s dream to have at least 3 kids. Crystal knows that and she blames herself that she cannot bear children for Ryan.”
Me: “Oh dear. Have they considered adoption?”
Angel: “They discussed about that and felt that it would be different from having their own kids. Ryan said it’s alright and he would be happy just with Crystal for their life, but Crystal knows he is very disappointed. That’s why she is so upset with herself.”
Me: “That’s tough on the couple…. You mentioned you two have come to a solution?”
Angel: “Yes, dear. That’s having a surrogate mother.”
Me: “Hmmmm that can be a solution, but it’s very tough to find a surrogate mother. A lot of legal and emotional strangle in such situations. I heard of cases where the surrogate mother can’t bear parting with the baby subsequently or came back to blackmail the family.”
Angel: “Yes, that’s their concern as well. That’s why the solution is for me to be the surrogate mother.”
Me: “Dear, are you serious? It would be very tough on you. 9 months pregnancy is not easy……”
Angel: “But that’s the only way to help them. Like you said, being a surrogate mother is not easy. Why would others willingly do for them? Anyway I am not working, so I can rest at home. I am just lending my womb to them. Ryan’s and Crystal’s sperm and eggs are healthy, so we just need to go for artificial insemination to put the embryo into my womb. That would still be their very own baby.”
Me: “Dear that’s such a big sacrifice on your part. Won’t you want to have our own baby?”
Angel: “Frankly I have not thought about that yet. But seeing Ryan and Crystal in such great pains, I just thought of helping them out first. What do you think, Henry?”
Me: “You are such a noble girl. Whatever you are thinking of doing, it’s for my dearest son and daughter-in-law. I can’t think of any reason to object as long as you are ok with it.”
Angel: “Great. Crystal would be so relieved and happy to hear this. She won’t have to blame herself so much for it anymore.”
I give Angel a tight hug. She is such a lovely angel.
Time: Saturday morning
Location: Dr Tan’s Clinic
Today is the D-day.
Dr Tan has previously extracted Ryan’s sperm and fertilized into Crystal’s egg to form the embyro. The embryo has been injected into Angel’s womb for her to be the surrogate mother to carry the embryo into full term after 9 months. This would be the best possible solution as Ryan and Crystal would still have their own genetic baby given that Crystal’s womb cannot carry a baby.
The artificial insemination has been done a couple of weeks ago. Today is the day when we would all know if the embryo has been successfully nestled into Angel’s womb.
Me: “Dr Tan, how’s it? Is it successful?”
Dr Tan: “Henry, Angel, Ryan, Crystal. From the results, I am sorry to inform you that the artificial insemination has been unsuccessful and I must say that Angel would not be able to be the surrogate mother even if we try again.”
Dr Tan: “Firstly we all know that the chances of success for an artificial insemination is only about 25%, and that’s provided with the aid of medication. However Angel’s body is allergic to that medication, hence without that, the chances of the artificial insemination is way too low for us to even contemplating trying again. So I am sorry to disappoint.”
Crystal breaks down into tears “I am sorry Ryan. I am sorry everyone. It’s my fault for not being able to give you a baby.”
Ryan, hugging Crystal in his arms “It’s ok dear. I won’t blame you. Not your fault.”
“It’s my fault, it’s my fault!”
Time: Saturday night
Me: “How’s Crystal? Is she feeling better?”
Angel: “Been crying whole night. Took some sleeping pills and finally fell asleep.”
Me: “Sigh, really don’t know what to do.”
Angel: “Henry, just now Crystal was begging me but I don’t know if I should tell you.”
Me: “Huh? But you have done your best to help. What else can you do?”
Angel seems to be deep in her thoughts and withdrawn into herself. After a deafening pause, she stutters “What do you think if I act as a surrogate for Crystal?”
Me: “Isn’t that what we have just done?”
Angel: “That’s not what I am talking about. Crystal is asking me to be a surrogate for her, without the artificial insemination.”
I am stunned. “You want Ryan to fuck you?”
Angel: “No, I don’t know. I just don’t know what to do with Crystal. She is begging me to ask you. And I promise her to ask you. Just forget what I have said.”
I can’t forget though. I never thought of letting Angel fuck anyone again after the debacle with John. But I must admit that the experience of knowing John fucking Angel did cure me of my mental impotency. And the thought of my own son fucking Angel… actually arouses me.
I think my small head is doing the thinking instead of my big head.
“If you think you can help Crystal and Ryan and you are willing to do so, I will respect your decision.”
The moment those words leave my mouth, I start to regret it. I have hoped that Angel would give me a way to back out. She didn’t.
Angel hugs me and says, “Henry, thanks for understanding. I am just helping Ryan and Crystal. It would only be going through the motion to deposit the sperm into me, get pregnant and that’s it.”
Time: Sunday morning
Location: Living room
Crystal: “Oh really? Angel, you are willing to help me? Thank you so much Father and Angel. I can’t tell you how grateful I am. I would do anything to have a baby that belongs to Ryan. This would be perfect as we have records of Angel going for the artificial insemination. So we can just treat as if the artificial insemination is successful. No one would know. Angel would be only a surrogate mother. The baby belongs to Ryan and me. Thank you so much.”
Angel: “Crystal, we understand your torment. We are a family.”
Henry: “But…. does Ryan know your plan?”
Crystal: “I haven’t told you. I never expect Angel and Father to agree helping me, so I never brought this up to Ryan in case he gets another disappointment. I can’t bear to disappoint him anymore.”
Henry: “Would he agree to your plan then?”
Crystal: “Errmmm, I think for the sake of having his own kid, he will. He has mentioned to me before that Angel is a beautiful girl, so that shouldn’t be a problem.”
Angel blushes and gives Crystal a nudge at her last comment. “I am only doing this to help you only, please remember.”
Crystal: “Of course, of course, Angel. I am forever grateful to you.”
At this moment, Ryan walks down the staircase to the living room.
Ryan: “Morning. Wow everyone is up so early.”
Crystal: “Ryan, come. We have something to ask you.”
Ryan: “What’s so serious?”
Crystal: “Father and Angel have agreed to help us to have your own baby.”
Ryan: “Dear I thought we agreed to forget about this?”
Crystal: “No no no listen to me Ryan. I know it’s your biggest wish in life to have your own kid. You told me that when you propose to me. You told me that during our wedding night. You told me that during our honeymoon. I know how important that is to you.”
Ryan: “But Angel has tried helping us and there is nothing else we can do.”
Crystal: “Yes there is. Angel has agreed to bear your baby.”
Ryan: “We tried that, didn’t we?”
Crystal: “No listen Ryan. Angel has agreed to let you make love to her, make her pregnant and that baby will belong to us. To the others, she is just the surrogate mother. Only the four of us would know.”
Ryan looks at me for my reaction and I nod lightly to show my consent and support. He looks at Angel and Angel lowers her head shyly.
A dead silence follows. Ryan is looking around at us and he is deep in thought. His glance stops at Angel and breaks the silence, “I will go along with it if everyone agrees, especially Angel.”
Angel nods her head lightly to shows her approval.
Crystal: “Ok let’s do it now.”
Crystal: “Yes now. The more we wait, the more awkward we will get.”
ime: Sunday morning
Location: Living room
Angel: “Yes, I agree with Crystal. Let’s get it over and done with now. The more we drag, the more awkward we will be. This is for all the purpose of conceiving a baby for Ryan and Crystal. We will get it done in a short while. Wait for us here.”
Ryan seems to be still in a daze.
Angel walks over to kiss me, “I will be back in a short while.”
Ryan looks at Angel, gets up and follows her up the stairs.
I look at them from the back. For the first time, the reality strikes me. My son is going to fuck my lovely wife, but it shouldn’t be considered incest as they are not related by blood. And this is all for the good cause of getting a baby for my son and daughter-in-law. But I feel a sinking feeling as I watch my wife walking away to be fucked by another man. Even if he is my son, he is still a man. Who can resist my lovely Angel? Especially when they are naked in bed? Come on, what am I thinking about? It is just a bang, shoot and done. Yes, it will be over in 2 min.
Ryan and Angel walk into our bedroom and close it behind them. This sends a sense of jealousy and regret into me. I should have seen this coming. I should have knew this all along. How can I regret now? Crystal is just sitting across me hoping that this would deliver the baby they have been craving for.
But why must they use my bedroom? Why must they do it on my bed? The same bed that me and Angel use for our love-making. But what’s the difference of doing it on my bed or Ryan’s bed? All kinds of rubbish thoughts are just attacking my mind at the moment.
I don’t think I am prepared for the waiting. Angel said they would be done in a short while. I have assumed it to be a 2 minute thing, bang, shoot and thank you episode. Me and Crystal just sit at the living room, waiting in silence.
5 minutes has passed. It is the longest 5 minutes in my life. They are yet to come out.
15 minutes has passed. Shouldn’t Ryan deposit his sperms into Angel already? What are they doing inside for so long?
30 minutes has passed. My mind is going crazy. Images of their intertwined bodies keep flashing in my mind. Images of Ryan’s cock inside Angel on our bed is driving me mad. Each minute is like a needle piercing into me. They really should be done by now.
The silence in the living room is deafening until it is broken by a familiar sound. The sounds come from upstairs. Very faint but I can hear it. It is Angel in the throes of an orgasm.
I turn to look at Crystal to see if she has heard it too. Crystal is giving me a forced smile, “Ryan usually takes a long time to cum.”
What the heck? I never expect Angel to have such enjoyment from this episode. It is really supposed to be a 2 minute thing!
I can’t stand it anymore. I walk up the stairs towards our room. When I reach our door, I stop there. What am I supposed to do? Barge in and scold my wife and son? I allow this to happen, didn’t I?
I stand at the door stupidly. At this distance, I can hear the sounds more clearly.
I can hear the violent shaking sound of our king-size bed.
I can hear the muffled moaning sounds of Angel. It seems like she is trying to quieten down but she can’t help it.
I can hear the groaning sound of Ryan as well. He sounds like a wild animal in lust.
I can hear the banging of bodies together, hard and furious banging. They must be in great lust.
The moaning sounds become louder and the banging sounds become faster. “Arrrgghhhhhh” I hear Ryan shouting out. They must have cum together.
Finally it’s done. Finally my ordeal is over.
I walk away quickly from the door. Won’t want them to see me standing by the door when they open as that would be awkward.
I join Crystal at the living room. Crystal looks so submissive and sweet here. She is such a good daughter-in-law, willing to withstand this torture in order to have a baby for my son.
Me: “They are done. Would be out soon.”
Crystal gives me a weak but assuring smile.
Minutes pass. They are not out.
That faint sounds resonates down from upstairs again.
Crystal: “Think they must be doing it again.”
What? Why would they need to do a second time? What’s happening now?
I just cannot imagine this but to resign myself to the fact. The fact that Ryan and Angel are enjoying themselves in the room.
Time: Sunday morning
Location: Living room
Why must they do it a second round?
No one can answer this question except for the two of them. I tried not to think along that line but the only logical reason is that Ryan and Angel are enjoying fucking each other.
I am cursing in my heart at what is happening in my own bedroom on my bed.
Time passes even more slowly this time round. Seconds is like minutes, minutes is like hours. It seems like eternity has passed and they are still not out.
Me and Crystal are sitting at the living room waiting for the two lovebirds in passion to disengage. My dick is aching. On several times, I even thought about throwing Crystal down onto the floor and fucking her while we wait. The lovemaking sounds resonating down from upstairs is even louder than the previous round. I can sense Crystal squirming to the sounds of moans and groans of passion echoing around the silent living room. For a few times, I can feel Crystal casting wry glances at my direction, seemingly towards my groin area. I have to keep adjusting my position as the front of my pants is screaming to break free from its constraints. When I look over to Crystal, she will quickly shift her view elsewhere, purposely avoiding my eyes.
Her cheeks are blushed. Her lips are wet. Her chest are heaving up and down with her deep breathing. Her knees are subconsciously swaying from side to side, opening and closing at the hem of her skirt, which is now bundled up nicely just above her knee. Crystal is beautiful. Oozing with sensual sensation. My mind is slowly shifting from the action upstairs to this beautiful sexy lady besides me. I feel like the urge to grab this daughter-in-law of mine and fuck her.
At this moment, Crystal meets my eyes. Our eyes are locked with each other, in a moment of lust and longing.
If we just have a couple more minutes, I guess we would have pounced onto each other. However, just at this moment, we hear both of them screaming out at the top of their voice simultaneously. This breaks my and Crystal’s daze. After a few minutes, Ryan appears from my bedroom and comes downstairs himself.
Ryan just murmurs soft “Pa, it’s done.” And he disappears to the kitchen.
I walk up the stairs. My steps seem heavier than normal. I am not sure if I should go to my room now, but I don’t know where else I can go to.
I look into my room. This is close to what I have imagined. Angel’s clothes are strewn about on the floor. The bed covers are in a mess, with the sides all pulled out, dangling messily around mattress. The thick quilt blanket is half bundled, with one half falling onto the floor, and the other half covering Angel’s modesty. Angel’s hair is in a mess and she looks exhausted. The bed sheets are highlighted with spots of wetness, providing evidence of the passion that has just happened. A sweaty, musky scent permeates the air. It seems like a world war has literally taken place in my room a moment ago.
I walk over to Angel and look into her eyes, “Dear, are you ok?”
Angel avoids my eyes and replies softly, “I am ok, dear. Let me go wash up first.”
She is still undressed when she gets out of the bed, quickly grabbing the pieces of her clothing from the floor and covering her front as she moves towards the bathroom. Her back is naked as she walks away from me.
As she moves, a trail of sperm flows slowly down her inner thigh and trickles along the length of her leg. That belongs to Ryan.
Time: Sunday night
Angel and I are lying in our bed, facing skywards, staring at the ceiling of our bedroom.
Me: “Dear, are you asleep?”
Angel: “Not yet dear. Why?”
Me: “Can we talk?”
Angel: “I know you would ask me. But do we really have to talk about this??
Me: “I don’t know. If you don’t feel like talking, I won’t ask anymore. But I just want to know what really happened behind the closed door. You know me, once I know about the details and accept it, I will be alright. If I don’t, my imagination just can’t stop running wild.”
Angel: “Yes I know you well enough, Henry. So let me just tell you everything from the moment the door closes till it opens again.”
Angel’s narration of the happenings behind the closed door
When we were in the room, both of us were very shy, not knowing what to do next, especially Ryan. He was so upstart that his whole body was literally cramped up.
No choice, I had to take the initiative. I led him to our bedside and sat the both of us down. I put my arms around Ryan’s neck and gave him a few pecks on his lips. He was so stiff that he just sat down dumbly, looking at me. So I closed my lips over his and used my tongue to probe a little.
There was still no reaction from him so I asked him “Ryan, am I so detestable that you are not responding to me?”.
That’s when he suddenly seemed shaken from his stupor and said “Of course not, Angel, I actually find you to be such a sweet and pretty girl from the first time I saw you at the restaurant”.
At this moment, Ryan looked at me into my eyes. That’s when it became my turn to be embarrassed. I closed my eyes but tilted my head sightly with my mouth upwards facing him. I felt Ryan moved closer and his lips onto my mouth.
That was a gentle but firm kiss. Our lips just touched each other and locked in position. Ryan’s tongue started to pry through the gap of my lips. His tongue brushed the length of my lips and I felt a firm grasp behind my neck, pulling me towards him.
His whole tongue pushed through my lips and into my mouth. When our tongues met, he hugged me even more tightly. That was a long, passionate kiss. We were basically lost in that warm, wet tongue fight and our tongue were intertwined and swirling around each other. He sucked my tongue into his mouth. His tongue ventured every space within my mouth and lapped up my saliva as if it was the sweetest thing on earth.
I thought we would just kiss forever but that was when I felt his hand on my left breast. I gave a gasp when he touched me there as I was a bit surprised. His hand became more aggressive and started to grope my breasts and his other hand pulled my T-shirt over.His hand continued kneading my breasts while the free hand unclasped my bra from the back and my upper body was now totally naked.
We broke our kiss and Ryan stared at my breasts for a few seconds and commented, “I have been imagining how these look like for so long” I was quite surprised by this statement. Does that meant that Ryan has been fantasizing about me?
I had no choice to ask him as he closed his mouth onto my breast and sucked on my nipple. That really sent shivers down my spine as that was so arousing for me. My whole body was squirming and he was sucking even more aggressively now as I think he felt encouraged by my body reaction.
Ryan then hooked his thumb in the elastic band of my shorts and panties and pulled them down together in one smooth action. I was now fully naked in front of him. He seemed to be mesmerized to see my full body totally exposed to him.
He stood up, pulled off his T-shirt and berms, as well as his underwear to expose a very hard erection. It was very, very big, much bigger than yours so I was a bit taken aback.
I thought we could now get on with the job since he was fully erected, so I just told him to stick it into me and get the job done quickly. The reason why we were in the bedroom was to get me pregnant so that Ryan and Crystal can have their baby.
But Ryan had other idea. He sat me on the bed while he stood in front of me. His gigantic cock was level with my mouth as he edged forward allowing his cock to touch my face. I tried to turn my face away, but he grabbed my head with both his hands. His cock was now pointing straight at my mouth.
I wanted to tell Ryan that we should just start pumping his seeds into me so that we could get out of the room soon as Crystal and you were waiting outside. When I opened my mouth, Ryan just shoved his whole cock into my mouth. I almost choked on that instance, but Ryan just let out a groan saying, “So this is how it felt like. I had been wanting to shove my dick into that petite mouth of yours.”
Ryan seemed like an animal possessed and begun to use my mouth for his own pleasure. His cock was too big for my mouth, but he couldn’t care less. He just kept shoving his cock in and out of my mouth, forcing it to the deepest back of my throat each time, causing me great discomfort. He just kept lamenting “Angel, suck it, suck it. Your mouth is so good. So tight.” But I was not sucking his cock at all, it was him who was fucking my mouth.
I also lost track of how long he was fucking my mouth. I think he really enjoyed it, and I could feel his tension building up. Suddenly he stopped and pushed me onto my back, “Angel, open your legs, I am coming soon.”
I laid on my back, opened my legs allowing him to mount me. His cock was probing for my hole, but it was too big to go in, so I told him, “Ryan, slowly. Yours is too big, can’t go in”
I really regretted saying that, because it seemed like that comment of his cock being too big served only to arouse him even further. His sex-crazed eyes just stared at me as he used one hand to steady his cock and force it into my hole. That was so painful that I gave a loud cry. Ryan moaned as he penetrated me completely on that first stroke. His cock pulled back and plunged in again. He was so excited that he quickened his pace of fucking me, and I was groaning in pain.
A few moments later, Ryan gave a big, strong push and moaned loudly, flooding my womb with his hot sperm. I could feel his warm cum flowing into my body, and that was a big and powerful orgasm from him. His sexual convulsions were so strong that I had an orgasm at the same time too.
He collapsed onto me and we were both just lying there in exhaustion. After a couple of minutes, I regained my energy and I stood up to go to the bathroom to wash up. It seemed like a mission well completed.
However as I was moving up towards the bathroom, I felt a strong pull from the back and I was thrown face down onto the bed. That’s when Ryan said “Angel, that was so wonderful. I want to do once more with you.”
I protested “No we should go out now. Your dad and Crystal are still waiting outside. Doing it again won’t make much of a difference in getting me pregnant.”
Ryan retorted “I am not interested whether you get pregnant or not. I just can’t give up the chance of fucking you in doggie style. Do you know how much that sexy butt of yours has been teasing me? Every time I saw you in those tight-fitting mini-skirt with your panty line showing, I have to grab Crystal and fuck her doggie, fantasizing that it is you that I am fucking. So I am not going to give up this chance now.”
That’s how we did a second time round, with him fucking me from the back standing up while I knelt like a dog on the bed. Both his hands were continuously grabbing and kneading my ass cheeks while his cock shoved in and out of my hole.
As this was the second time, it took quite a while for him to come. And I was getting used to the size of his cock and started to feel much better from the fucking from the first time round. I had tried my best not to let out any moans as I had felt abused and betrayed by Ryan. But uncontrollably, small gasps begun to sneak out from my mouth, and after a while, I was moaning loudly in tandem with his fucking.
Finally I could feel his orgasm coming soon, but before he cum, he pulled out, turned me around and forced his cock into my mouth, spurting his hot jism down my throat. I did not want to swallow his cum but his cock was too huge and I was fully gagged, hence no choice but to swallow his cum.
After that I collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion. I was really exhausted. The next thing I know, was when you come into the room and appear beside me.
Time: Monday night
Location: Living room
The Monday started just like any other weekday with everyone going to work and keeping themselves busy through the day. Everything seems normal but deep down inside my heart, I just feel that things are no longer the same… the awkward smile and greetings from Ryan and Crystal in the morning…. the avoidance of eye contact between Ryan and myself….. the seemingly invisible but definitely existing link between Ryan and Angel…. the unexplained guilt of Crystal towards me…. Maybe it’s just me, maybe I am thinking too much, I certainly hope so.
The day is coming close to an end with everyone finishing their dinner and sitting around the living room watching the 9 pm drama serial. As usual, the four of us are there, but the difference is the unusual awkwardness and silence throughout the dinner and even now, in front of the tv.
All we can hear is the conversation of the channel 8 actors and actresses coming out of the tv box, but nothing is registering in my ears, until I hear a familiar voice.
Ryan: “Ermm hummmph, are we trying again tonight?”
That follows an utterly awkward silence, with quick glances exchanged across everyone.
Angel nods her head slightly with an almost inaudible “ok”
Before I can register anything and have any sort of reaction, Ryan is walking up the stairs, with Angel following a couple of steps behind.
She is wearing a normal white T-shirt, slightly over-sized for her petite frame, and a pair of pale blue shorts which accentuates her firm sexy butt nicely. From the lighting that is falling onto her back, you can make out the colour of her bra through the T-shirt, my favourite black colour. But tonight is different. Her black bra would not be showing to me but to another man, and that man happens to be my son. And I am allowing that to happen. Crap feeling.
“Cluck” That’s the sound of the bedroom door closing. And once again, it’s my bedroom.
I am still in a daze when Crystal breaks me out of my trance.
“Are you jealous? That another man is fucking …. your wife?”
Me: “Errrr, I don’t know. You?”
Crystal: “Don’t know. I try not to think too much about it. Anyway, I am the one who started it, so I should not be complaining about it.”
Me: “Ya, but it’s so unfair, they get to have sex while we are watching tv.” I don’t even know what I am talking about when that sentence blurts out from my mouth like that.
I quickly glance at Crystal and see her blushing.
Crystal: “I am getting a drink from the fridge, you want something?”
She stands out and turns to walk to the kitchen. At that moment, Crystal’s right knee hits the corner of the coffee table in front of our sofa, loses her balance and twists her left ankle.
“Ouch” and she falls back onto the sofa.
“Are you ok?” Me rushing over to her to see if she is alright.
Crystal: “I think I sprained my ankle. It is a bit sore now.”
I quickly walk over to the tv console where we keep our medical box and take out the medicated ointment for sprains.
Without thinking much, I squat in front of Crystal and pick up her left ankle. “Let me rub some ointment onto your ankle, if not, it will become swollen very soon.”
I am just rubbing some ointment onto my palm and massage it gently onto her ankle. It seems slightly swollen. “How does it feel?”
Crystal: “Uhhhh….it feels good…”
That’s when I lift my head up from her ankle and look up at Crystal.
She is closing her eyes and just leaning back onto the sofa. At my eye level, I am actually looking straight into the V-area of her shorts. Crystal is also wearing a T-shirt, yellow in colour, drapped over a pair of black shorts. Between the seam of her shorts, I can catch glimpses of her white panties.
It’s such an arousing view. Crystal has such nice, slender long legs which are creamy white. And we all know that the sexiest view of a lady’s legs is actually between the inner part of the thigh. Smooth, fair, soft.
I continue to massage on the ankle and I can sense that Crystal is getting uneasy as her two legs start to quiver slightly, swaying open and close and her two inner thighs seem to try squeezing together and yet opening slightly again. That’s surely a sign of a woman getting wet between her legs.
As if operated by a sub-conscious mind, my hand moves slightly upwards to her calf and massage there.
I see Crystal opening her eyes slightly to peep and me, but quickly closing them again when she sees me looking at her.
I can understand the signal…
Time: Monday night
Location: Living room
I can understand the signal…
My beautiful daughter-in-law is with me alone in this living room. Her husband and my wife are fucking each other silly in the room, under the knowledge and consent from the both of us.
Crystal stutters “I….uh….should be …..ok. You can ….stop here…”
Me: “No, this needs a good rub, or else its repercussion can be quite bad.”
I continue to massage her ankle and her calf. Her foot looks like a little girl’s when I hold it in my massive and firm hands. So small, so gentle, so sweet.
Within a few moments, my hand makes its way higher, to her knee cap. This action causes Crystal to open her eyes again, and she can see that my eyes are fixed, not on her ankle, but on that tender spot where her inner thighs come together much higher up. At that instant, I can feel her shifting her weight upwards and press her thighs together closely. I don’t know what overcome me, but I just keep staring at her inner thigh area even when she knows I am staring.
It is then at this moment when she suddenly relaxes her thighs and opens up for my viewing pleasure. Her cotton white panty becomes distinctly visible from the contrast of her black shorts. That is the most inviting signal that I can ever hope for.
My touch is measured, slowly but firmly inching upwards her leg. I move my hand up and down, but with each upward movement, it pushes its boundary even further. Just a little higher each time, and with each upward boundary being moved, I can feel the heat emanating from her young nubile body.
Crystal is looking so fresh, so young, so inviting now. My bulge is shouting to be freed from its shackles.
When my hand reaches her inner thigh area, I can make out a soft, sharp gasp of breath escaping her mouth. Or is it a soft moan?
It is at this time that I notice something different on the white cotton panty that I have been staring it. It is getting wet.
I pause for a moment, and go for it. My hand goes all the way and presses my thumb against her pussy, of course through her moist panty.
Crystal immediately jerks up and opens her mouth to say something….. but nothing comes out from her mouth. She is just looking straight into my eyes, seemingly pleading to me to stop, yet the same time, not wishing me to stop.
By now, my whole hand is rubbing over her crotch area. I can certainly feel how wet her panty has become. I use my index finger to press her wet cotton into her now swollen lips. That brings an immediate moan from her and she uses her hand to grab my hand. I thought she is going to stop me, but instead she pushes my hand and my finger even further into her pussy.
“Pa, make me come.”
The rubbing of my hand and my index finger pushing into her vagina is bringing Crystal to her brink. She is grabbing my hand very tightly and pulling hard into her, and humping her hips into my hand. Her breaths are in short gasps now and her eyes are just wide open, locking together with my eyes and burning with desire.
“Uhhhhhh…….ahhhhhh……Pa……just a bit more……faster…..harder….”
“Ahhhh ahhhhh arrrgghhhh” she is moaning and groaning with wild abandon.
At that instant, it erupts. She pulls my hand tighter and tighter into her throbbing pussy and holds it there. I can feel warm spurts of fluid gushing out.
Finally she lets go of my hand, relaxes and slumps back onto her sofa. I think she just had one of her most exciting orgasm.
Time: Monday night
Location: Living room
I think she just had one of her most exciting orgasm.
I move myself up to sit beside Crystal and kiss her on her lips. My hands automatically move up to her voluptuous breasts and roam around her sexy body.
In between her muffled breaths, Crystal speaks in a hushed tone.
“Pa, I never thought we would have the chance to do this again.”
Me: “Same here Crystal. I thought our rendezvous many years ago was really a once-off memory and I kept reminding myself that you are now my daughter-in-law. But I must confess I did fantasize about doing it with you again. In fact, you cannot imagine how many times I have masturbated to images of you. Or how many times I have fantasized it is you I am making love to when I was ramming up Angel.”
Crystal: “Really? I thought you would never think about me again when you got Angel.”
Me: “You are as beautiful and as sexy as Angel. How can I not be tempted especially seeing you around in those skimpy shorts around the house, showing off your long, slender legs? You don’t know how envious I have been of Ryan whenever I heard the soft but audible love-making sounds from your bedroom. Whenever I heard that, I would grab Angel and fuck her silly, imagining it is you I am fucking.”
Crystal: “Haha actually whenever we are making love, and we would very often heard the same coming from your bedroom soon after. And Ryan would be more enthusiastic and energetic humping me. Do you think he is fantasizing that it is Angel that he is fucking? Actually I have always been suspicious that Ryan has been fantasizing about Angel as well, but he will never admit it when I hint about it.”
I cannot stand it anymore especially when I heard about my son might be fantasizing about my wife for some time, and the fact that they are fucking each other now in the room.
I move up to pull down my shorts but my movement is stopped by Crystal.
Crystal: “Pa, I can’t do this.”
Crystal: “I can’t betray Ryan.”
Me: “But….Ryan and Angel…”
Crystal: “It’s different. We agreed to them so that Ryan and I can have a baby. If we do it behind their back, we would be betraying them.”
Well, she makes sense but I am going crazy….
Crystal: “Pa, I will only do it with you with the consent of Ryan and Angel.”
Me: “But how is that possible?”
Crystal: “I think it’s possible.”
Making love to Crystal with Ryan’s and Angel’s consent…. that thought makes my dick twitch even more.
Time: Monday night
Location: Living room
The News is just starting to air on Channel 8 when Ryan and Angel comes down the stairs. They have started when the drama serial starts showing, this means they are at it for about an hour.
Ryan looks tired but can feel his satisfied look from within. Must have enjoyed fucking my lovely Angel.
Angel’s hair seems disheveled. It must have been a rough exercise.
Seeing them coming down, I switch off the TV.
Ryan: “Errrr we are done” saying in a soft tone with his head hanging down, not willing to make eye contact with either of us.
Crystal blurts out: “How was it?”
There is a total silence. Awkward silence. You can see the awkwardness in both Ryan and Angel. They must be thinking on how to answer this question. I mean, do we expect them to reply “we enjoyed the sex totally” or something?
Crystal breaks the silence again: “Anyway, both Pa and I have discussed this. I think this is enough. We should stop this as it is getting unbearable for the both of us. Sitting in the living room watching TV when we know our spouses are having sex with each other in the room.”
I am remaining totally quiet, just watching the action unfolds itself in front of me, or rather, the inaction of things.
Both Ryan and Angel seem taken aback by Crystal’s statement. And the initial surprise soon turn into sense of disappointment in them.
Ryan: “But….I thought we are trying ….to have a baby….I don’t think ….we …”
Crystal: “I think two days in a row should be good enough. We shall leave it to fate whether we are successful now. I think that should be it.”
Ryan: “Errr…. thought ….the chance of success would be higher if we continue to do this longer…..say for another week….”
Crystal: “Ryan, do you think I can stand you making love to another girl when I am sitting here in the living room. And do you think your father feels good sitting here while Angel is being taken by another man?”
Ryan: “Uhhhh….ok….but that’s what you suggested….”
Crystal: “Yes, that’s why I am putting a stop to it now. Don’t tell me you can’t bear to stop …… fucking Angel?”
Ryan turns to Angel as if he is hoping she will speak up. But Angel just keeps silent and hangs her head down.
Ryan: “…..of …course…not”
Crystal: “Ok then that’s it then. We are all tired, let’s turn in for the night.”
Ryan and Angel both turn to walk up the stairs with me and Crystal following behind. When we pass by the closing door of their room enroute to our bedroom, I make eye contact with Crystal and she gives me a quick wink.
Her plan keeps ringing in my mind.
“We will first tell them to stop the whole thing. The next day, we will hint to them that they can only continue if we can do the same. They will agree because they won’t want to stop. At the very least, I know Ryan won’t want to because he is totally addicted to fucking Angel. Last night, while sleeping, he kept saying in his dream that he is so happy that his greatest fantasy of fucking Angel has come true. He even asks Angel to suck deeper in his dream”
Time: Tuesday 3 am
I open my blurry eyes and look around. My eyesight starts to focus and I found myself in my own bed in my pitch dark bedroom. I pick up my handphone on the bedside table and press it. The phone screen lights up and shows 3 am.
Angel is not by my side. She is nowhere to be seen in the room. Weird.
I have a bad feeling.
I pick myself up from my bed, put on my spectacles and walk out my room. I have a strong feeling that something is amiss. The corridor is pitch dark. Ryan and Crystal room door is closed.
I walk towards the staircase silently. That’s when my fear is confirmed. From the staircase hallway, I can hear movement.
I crept partially down the stairway and at the halfway point, I see them. I cannot see them very clearly because of the darkness, but I can make out their silhouette in the kitchen.
Despite the fear and anger building up within me, I have another emotion counteracting the anguish, I am getting aroused.
In the darkness, an erotic image is spanned out vaguely in front of me.
A female form is leaning forward onto the kitchen cabinet, her two hands straight in front of her petite frame, pushing onto the cabinets, supporting her whole body. Her body is strongly arched forward in the shape of the letter “r”. Her butt is thrusting out backwards. Her T-shirt and bra are strewn on the floor. Her shorts is at her ankle. She is gloriously naked.
Behind her is a man. Facing her back. He is thrusting forward into the female’s direction. He is fucking her from the back. He still has his T-shirt on but his bottom half is completely free.
That woman is my wife Angel. That man is my son, Ryan.
Angel’s face is slightly tilted upwards, with her mouth covered by Ryan’s left hand while her hair is pulled backwards by his right hand. Her eyes seem to be half closed in the dark. Her groans are muffled by the hand covering her mouth.
Ryan is like an animal fucking behind. His thrusts vigorous and forceful. His eyes are wide open, piercing at the sweaty back in front of him. It seems they have been at it for quite a while as both of them are glistening with sweat.
This goes on for a good 10 minutes before a voice breaks the silence.
“I am cumming. Swallow it.”
Angel turns around, slumps onto the floor and takes his cock into her mouth.
Ryan shakes uncontrollably. Angel swallows ernestly.
Fuck. I thought they are trying to get pregnant? Why does Ryan need to cum in Angel’s mouth?
“Suck it dry. I know you love the taste of my cum.”
It seems like the show has ended.
Suddenly, I heard a loud voice behind me.
“What are you two doing!”
Ryan and Angel shake up and look towards our direction.
I turn my head.
It is Crystal behind me.
Time: Tuesday evening
Me: “You are home early today. Where’s Ryan? You didn’t come back together?”
Crystal: “Of course not. Haven’t spoken a word to him since we caught them in the act last night. I didn’t allow him into our room last night. He slept at the living room couch.”
Me: “Same here. I didn’t talk to Angel since then. She went back to our room but I slept over at the guest room.”
Crystal: “Well we sort of expect that to happen but I didn’t expect them to be so blatant and so desperate.”
Me: “Ya, from the way they were fucking each other, I think they are sex-crazed for each other now. So what are we supposed to do now?”
Crystal: “Ok let me give you some appetizer first.”
Crystal pulls me towards her and moves her soft gentle lips onto mine. I am taken aback by her pro-activeness. Our kiss is gentle and loving. The tip of our tongues are touching each other softly and lovingly. It has been a long time since I have a kiss like that.
The kiss is so nostalgic. Just like our first kiss at the East Coast Park breakwater many years ago, when Crystal was still Ryan’s girlfriend and Angel, the girlfriend of Rex. Many emotions come rushing back to my mind with that kiss.
My hands grab around Crystal’s body and hug her tightly into my embrace.
Me: “Crystal, I miss you and I want you.”
Crystal breaks the kiss first. “Henry, I miss our one and only time together too. Every time I pass by East Coast, those sweet memories always come back.”
Me: “Can we relive that moment now?”
Crystal: “No, not yet. Don’t forget you have Angel now and I have Ryan.”
Me: “But they have already betrayed us. They fucked each other behind our back. Shouldn’t we do the same to them?”
Crystal: “No. Don’t forget they started the relationship because they wanted a baby for me. So it would be too unfair to blame them entirely for that. Angel is such an attractive girl. Which man can resist having her again and again after tasting her forbidden fruit? Ryan is no exception.”
Me: “But Ryan cummed in her mouth. That obviously has nothing to do with getting her pregnant.”
Crystal: “Let’s stick to our plan. We want them to allow us to be together willingly.”
Me: “But what if they don’t agree for us to have sex?”
Crystal: “They will. They have already shown that last night they want to continue fucking each other. We just need to give them a little push later and hint to them that it would only be fair for you and me to have sex with their consent as they betrayed us first.”
Me: “You sure? I think they will come back later to seek for our forgiveness and stop their scandalous relationship.”
Crystal: “We shall see. Leave the talking to me later.”
Our lips are locked together again in a passionate kiss, this time with more vigorous tongue fighting.
“Crystal, I want you.”
Time: Tuesday night
Location: Living room
Crystal and I are sitting in the living room watching TV when Angel and Ryan come into the house one right after the other. It seems like they have met each other outside before coming back.
Ryan is the first person to speak.
Ryan: “Pa, Crystal. We are sorry. We really didn’t mean for that to happen.”
Crystal: “What do you mean? So it’s me and Pa who want that to happen?”
Ryan: “No no no, we know it’s our fault and we are truly sorry towards the both of you, whom are our dearest kins. But we really can’t control ourselves, you know. We just wanted to have our baby.”
Crystal: “Yes of course. We know that. But we already said we wanted to stop that. And both of you continue to fuck each other behind our back. And what’s the cumming in mouth anything got to do with getting pregnant. It’s obvious that both of you enjoyed it.”
Angel: “Sorry Crystal. Sorry Henry. I didn’t enjoy it at first…. really….but it is slowly getting to me. I mean…. it has been a while since Henry and I have such passionate sex but Ryan is really making me feel different, feel loved.”
Me: “So that gave you two the right to do that behind our back?”
Angel: “No no, we both know we have only ourselves to blame. And we talked about it……”
Crystal: “Henry and I talked about it too and we feel….”
Ryan cuts her off: “Pa, Crystal. I can’t stop the urge to make love to Angel again. And Angel feels the same too. Hence the only way is for you two to have sex with each other too…”
Me and Crystal are both taken aback. Crystal is about to make the same proposition but she is beaten to it by Ryan. That makes it even easier.
Angel: “Henry, I know you wanted Crystal too from the way you always peeped at her when no one is looking. I knew it from woman’s sixth sense.”
I am looking at them dumbly like a kid caught stealing in action.
Crystal is trying to look disgusted, “But I can’t do that with Pa”
Ryan: “Please Crystal. Do it for us. I will feel better. And we will have our baby too. Everyone will be happy.”
Time: Tuesday night
Location: My bedroom
Finally I am inside the room with Crystal. It has been such an unusual journey to get here. I am literally burning with desire for this beautiful daughter-in-law in front of me. Especially when I have used my lovely wife in exchange for her. All the more I am going to enjoy this.
Ever since Crystal is married to Ryan, I have buried my lustful desire for Crystal deep within my heart. But I have never forgotten how beautiful and sexy this vixen was during our rendezvous at East Coast. Finally I am going to have her again, with the absolute knowledge and consent of my wife and her husband, who happens to be making love to each other next door.
Once the door is closed, I grab Crystal, literally grabbing her. I am not sure if it’s due to the long suppressed desire or the fact that my wife is fucking another man next door that I am in a violent rage.
I grab Crystal around her waist and pull her butt onto my hardon. From the back, I am sucking her neck and ear lobe and licking her like a long-lost lollipop. That immediately brings a gasp of ecstasy from her.
Crystal: “Pa, what’s the hurry?”
Hearing her calling me Pa adds more to my excitement. Fucking my daughter-in-law, feels so wrong, so forbidden, yet so exciting.
I nibble at her earlobe as my hands move down her dress, grab the hem of her dress and forcefully pull up the whole dress over her. With Crystal only in her black bra and matching panty, I push her onto the bed. I grab the middle of her bra and rip it off, exposing her voluptuous breasts in front of me. It has been many years since I saw this pair of sumptuous breasts. Like a hungry boy, I tuck into my delicious meal, fondling the creamy white breasts and sucking on the pinkish cherries. I suck on the right nipple and switch to the left. Crystal’s hands are tugging onto my head, pressing it onto her breasts. I lick, suck and salivate on those wonderful breasts, making Crystal moaning with lust.
I spend a good 5 minutes attacking those delicious breasts and kiss up her chest to her neck and then to her lips. Our lips are locked tightly with no air escaping between them, each of us sucking and taking any breath and saliva coming from the other’s mouth. I can’t remember having a more intense kiss than this, not even with Angel.
My right thigh is rubbing between her legs, soliciting groans from her again. I am on fire. I pull down my shorts and underwear in one swift motion. I rip off her panty which tears open at the side.
I am in a dilemma. I want to fuck Crystal there and then, but I want to taste her honey too. I choose the later.
Crystal is gasping in ecstasy, “Oh god, Henry, that feels so good…….suck harder…..”
I am slurping, sucking, licking, swirling my tongue in that glorious hole. Crystal is groaning non-stop, “This is too good, I am cumming”
Sweet juices is gushing out from the honey pot and I am taking in and sipping every drop of honey I can find in that sex hole.
“Henry, I need you inside me”
I move up, aim my iron rod at the small sexy hole and plunge it in.
“Ahhhhhh…….do it……push it in……make love to me……”
I thrust all the way in, and pull it out. It is glistening with all the wet juices still coming out from the hole. Looks like Crystal is really wet from my attack.
I give her a few good, solid thrust and her body starts to buckle upwards and her mouth wide open, “Oh god, I am cumming again, don’t stop, faster faster”
I lean back to take a good look at the animal in front of me. This is Crystal, my beautiful daughter-in-law, totally lost in desire of lust and begging for more. I can do anything to this sex-crazed kitten in front of me. I am going to try something which I have never tried before.
I grab her hips and turn her over. I move my body onto her and aim carefully at the hole.
“No no no Henry, I have never done that…”
“Don’t worry, I will go very slow.” I am lying to her. With one final aim, I plunge my full-length rod into her anal hole in one violent thrust.
“Ahhhh….pain pain….arrhhhh……help me….don’t rape me please Pa….Ryan help me…”
I am thrusting into her anus in ecstasy. It feels so tight, so raw, so fresh. No one else except me has gone into that territory, not even Ryan.
My orgasm is building up and I can’t hold back anymore. I release everything I am worth into Crystal’s shit hole. The sensation is so great that after I deposit everything into her anal hole, I am reluctant to pull my rod out. Just leave it in there, and I can feel Crystal tightening her muscle in her anal hole, seems to be trying to milk everything drop from my rod. The feeling is unbelievable.
I have taken her virgin ass.
Time: Tuesday night
Location: My bedroom
I am feeling so spent after depositing all my pent-up load into Crystal’s, my daughter-in-law, anus. That feeling is so unbelievable.
We just lie there exhausted in that same position we have just fucked in, with me facing down, on top of Crystal’s back, my cock still nestling inside her tight anal hole.
I regain my breath and pull my limp cock out from her, soliciting a “ummmmmm” from her, not sure if it’s a gasp of relief or reluctance that my cock is leaving her tight anus.
Crystal turns around and I have a good look at her. That same pretty, sharp facial features, flawless complexion, sexy mouth. Her hair is a bit dishevelled, probably a result of our rough sex just a few minutes ago. She is looking at me in an alluring, satisfied manner, mouthing a simple “That’s soooooo good.”
I lay down beside Crystal and give her a little peck on her rosy cheek, “Crystal, you are so sexy. Your body is so good. It is so amazing making love to you.”
Crystal: “I think we better go and find Ryan and Angel. They have been waiting downstairs for us for quite a while already.”
Me: “Ok let’s go. I think I am addicted to fucking you. I will allow Ryan to continue with Angel as long as I get to do the same with you.”
Crystal: “Haha you naughty man. Let’s do.”
We put on our clothes and open our door.
The scene that greets us take us by surprise, or rather, the sound that greets us. We are expecting Ryan and Angel to wait at the living room while we go through our deed. But the sound that greets us tell us otherwise.
“Bong Bong Bong” the bed noise fills the air, coming out from the closed room which belongs to Ryan and Crystal. It’s not hard to guess who is in the room and what they are doing.
Crystal: “Looks like they are at it again.”
We stand right outside the room and prick our ears to listen to the commotion in the room.
From the sounds, it is obvious that the couple inside is engaged in passionate sex. The bed is knocking against the wall, causing the loud “Bong Bong” sounds. The female is moaning loudly in wild abandonment. I can recognise Angel’s moans easily, but this is the first time I heard her moaning so lustily.
Soon, I am locked in a passionate kiss with Crystal, right outside her room which her husband and my wife are fucking each other silly inside.
Without breaking the kiss, my arms wrap around Crystal and lift her up, with her long, smooth legs wrapping around my waist. Crystal moans sexily into my mouth as she slowly lowers herself onto my hard raging cock. “You want to fuck me here?”
I don’t even bother to reply her, letting my action making known my intention. I am slamming into her, against the wooden door. Crystal is just clinging tightly onto my body as I fuck her hard, pounding into her pussy. Crystal is moaning and groaning into my mouth as I fuck her wet pussy in the same rhythm as the bed knocking inside the room.
It is almost like a symphony. The same rhythm of the door banging and the bed knocking in tandem. Two sets of high-pitch, high octane moans coming one after the other, with each subsequent moan and groan trying to outdo the previous one in terms of its volume and intensity.
“Uhhhh uuhh aaahhhh ahhhhh ooohhhh ooohhh arrgggghhhh arrgggghhh”
“Oh yes! Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Ahhhh ahhhhh. Harder. Faster. Deeper.”
“Don’t stop, fuck me, fuck my cunt hole. Fuck my pussy. I want you inside me”
“Ohhh my god, I am cumming soon, faster, faster. Push it in”
This is such a strange scene.
A father fucking his daughter-in-law, outside the room where his son is fucking his wife, with both couples knowing what the other couples are doing and enjoying it. It’s almost as if their respective moaning and fucking are egging each other to go on another level.
The tide is slowly building up. The sex is reaching its peak. There is never a more intense sex than this. The orgasm is slowly creeping to its max in each of the four sex-crazed beings, but none wanting the feeling to end yet, instead holding back their release so that they can enjoy that intense burst so so much more.
These two couples are just moaning, groaning, fucking hard, unaware of how loud they are being…….
“You like me stuffing my cock into you right outside this door, Crystal? Your husband is stuffing his rod into Angel inside.” I am talking dirty to build up my own tension.
I am enjoying the feeling of fucking my daughter-in-law against the bedroom door, feeling her hot, tight pussy wrapping around my cock as I am banging her hard. Suddenly, her half-closed eyes go wide.
Crystal sees something behind me that made her freeze.