The Longest 4 Days

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There are some things in life that is simply too hard to be put down into words.

My wife and i lead a simple life. An occasional holiday here and there, we are happy and contented with our quiet 4rm flat in bedok. We have no children and after 3 years of marriage, we are happy just to have each other’s company.

We are conservative by nature, we lost our virgin to each other on our big day.

All these changed in June of 2010 when my father in law ‘run road’.
Running from both the bank and loan sharks.

He is not a gambler nor drinker, the debts he chalks up are a combination of failed businesses and credit cards. We are not talking millions here, but nevertheless still a big amount.

Banks wise is a whopping 87000+- while loan sharks is chasing for 16000+-.

The 3 room flat my FIL is staying in is already a colourful art piece. I’m thinking the loansharks are hiring NAFA or La salle students these days. I can almost see the angst and effort in every stroke. The splatter of colours, though it’s restricted to black and red really lights up the corridor. I am already thinking of putting it up for a arts competition.

My mother in law is no longer around, the art house is currently owned by my MIL’s brother who is working in malaysia, taking care of oil palm plantation.

My wife, being the only daughter, ends up being saddled with the debts of her dad.

For those of you who have been hounded before, you should know the psycological impact it has on you. From the legit debt collectors, to the banks, to the countless letters, although we are not the intended target, everyone is asking where is Tim ( my FIL )

The whole fiasco is affecting our lives and we quarrelled frequently. We threw in the towel eventually and decide to settle the outstanding debt.

Selling my car only got us 30k and i can only afford to chip in another 10k from my portfolio. My wife also liquated some of her holdings which she painstakingly built up since she started work 7 years ago. She managed to raised 44K. Scraping here and there, we manage to pay off the banks.

At that point of time at age 32, we have less than 10k in our bank, around 5k each in our stock portfolio.

We could have emptied everything and settle the loansharks but we did not.
Despite trying everything from calling the police, to talking to MP, there is no end to the harrassment. We are embarassed because the neighbours of the art house is being harassed as well. These are people who watched my wife grow up.

Our big break came when somehow through friends and contacts, we manage to get hold of a mediator. Someone who can act as a channel to communicate with the loanshark. Not the runners, i’m talking about the ceo of the moneylending organisation.

There was no dramatic entrance, he was not flanked by heavily tattooed body guards, no thick gold chains around the neck, no shaking of legs at coffee shop. We just had a simple meal at swensens, ( his treat ) . The main thing we want to discuss is about stopping the harassement, and that to work out a payment arrangement.

It went really went as the mediator manage to stop the recurring interest and we worked out an installement plan for the debt which is now around 28k, but this is no credit card 12 months installement. We have 3 months and we need to pay up 10k within the next 3 days.

We literally emptied out everything and scraped together 10k for the 1st installement.

With our combined salary of 6k a month, if we scrimp and save, i still don’t think we can meet the rest of the payment for the next 2 months.

Time flew by and miraculaously,by borrowing from friends and colleagues, we met the 2nd payment of 9k.

3 days before the next 9k is to be due, we are at our wits end.
The ‘ mediator’ can;t help us again because apparantly he ‘mediated’ himself back into lockup for some reason or so we’ve heard from the relative who introduced us.

On the day the loan is due, our phone rang at 7am in the morning.
We tried bargaining for more time but he said no way. I tried to ask him out to discuss about this matter and after a while he simplied.

“i’ll only talk to your wife”

My wife and i simply looked at each other as i switch off the speaker mode after agreeing to meet him for lunch near her workplace at bugis.

We are not retarded nor stupid. The very suggestion is already very clear to us what the loanshark wanted. If fact the idea did cross our mind as a joke during one of the nights when we were intimate.

Truth is, my wife is no longer a 20 year old with , the exact words from her that night were spoken with a bit of shame, as if she blames herself for growing old.

“ Ha, even if I would, who would want me. I’m already 32”

Her words hurt me a little that night as I look more closely at the woman I married. I still think she is beautiful and I am the luckiest man on earth to be able to have her as my wife. I guess life sometimes throw a curve ball at us and this must be a really curved one.

As we were waiting for the feeder bus to the interchange, we held hands and no words were exchanged.
I made up my mind that I will join her for lunch, regardless of what that loanshark want, we will face this together as husband and wife.
I can’t concentrate on work as I looked at the picture of my wife on my desk. Standing at 1.60, she is only 10cm shorter than me. Despite not working out often, she still has a nice figure. Heads still turn whenever we attend weddings of friends and colleagues, people say we look good together.

Even during the trip to our neighbourhood provision shops for our groceries, the uncles will steal an occasional glance. The provision shop owner in his mid 50s always like to chat with my wife, giving her extra freebies.

The thought of my wife having to sleep with the loanshark to pay off her dad’s debt infuriates me.

Lunch came and I wanted to leave on the dot to meet my wife in bugis. It’s only 3 train stops away but I got held back for a few minutes to answer a urgent call.
I got an sms from my wife that she is already at the foodcourt, waiting for the loanshark.

I rushed out of office the moment my matters are settled but by the time I reach bugis foodcourt, it’s already 1.30pm.

I saw my wife sitting back faced towards me as the loanshark was gesturing and talking to her.
Pulling the chair back, the loanshark did not react with much of a surprise but simply gave me a nod to acknowledge.

The words were chillingly simple and straight to the point.
“I’ve already told your wife what I wanted, it’s a matter of her agreeing to it “ He was stiring his drink with his straw as his eyes met mine.
My wife was just staring at her feet as she contemplates his demands.
I put a reassuring arm across her shoulder and gave it a tight squeeze saying’ “ Dear, we can surely work something out, let’s go off first ? “

She simply nodded her head and replied to the loanshark that she will get back to him.

We walked to the national library and sat down on one of the bench as she relates to me what the loanshark wanted.

Tears rolled down her eyes and I felt like crying too.
“He is willing to extend the payment period for another week if I sleep with him”
Just like that.
I felt helpless and angry at the same time. For some unexplained reason, the image of my wife sleeping with the loanshark gave me an erection, I dispelled the thought immediately and told her we can think of something. Don’t do anything stupid.
She limply nodded her head and dried her tears.

Standing up, she said she is very tired, tired of having these burdens on her shoulders and just wished all this could be over soon.

We parted ways after and went back to work.
In the midst of clearing the last few emails for the day, my wife smsed me saying that she has been in contact with the loanshark.

She will accept the deal only if the deadline is extended by 2 weeks instead of 1. She would also want me to be present in the hotel. Those are the terms she is discussing with the loanshark.
He agreed to the point of me being present and he offered a payment term of 10 days starting the day after they’ve done the deed. It has to be done within 3 days.
He expects a reply in 2 hours.

I met my wife at the train station as usual after work before walking together to take the bus back home. We were quiet throughout the journey before I finally blurted out the first words.
“ there is no need for this, we can work something out”

My wife refused to look at me but instead offer a reply almost immediately, “Let’s not forget we still owe friends and relatives, I am really tired of all this. I don’t even know where my dad is now”

We had a simple dinner of instant noodles when her phone rang.
We did not have a reply ready.

My wife picked up her phone and answered’ ” I need 30 more mins to discuss this ”

We left our unfinished noodles as they were and moved to the couch where my wife cuddled up to me.

“I want you to know i love you very much, and i’m really sorry for all these troubles my dad has caused.” She mumbled in between short breaths and tears.

I could not think of a suitable reply but she saved me the need for 1.

“I want to take his offer”

Just then we heard a thud outside our door.

Opening it i found a bag of rotting chicken liver and parts with bits of head spilling over our potted plants.

I cleaned up the mess as my wife just stared blankly into space.

I was splashing the 3rd pail of water along the corridor when i heard her reply on the phone.

” ok , i’ll do it ”

that was followed by an almost immediate ” what ? now ? ”

With that, i saw her stomp off into the bathroom.My wife was in and out of the bathroom in a couple of minutes, she did not shower but instead changed out of her work pants into a pair of casual jeans and tied up her hair into a ponytail.

No short skirts, no high heels, no makeup. Just plain o wife of mine

She rewore a ‘starbucks’ t-shirt that was left hanging in the bathroom.
She couldn’t have looked more normal but I still find her beautiful.

She went on to say that he wants to meet now at pan pacific before pausing a moment adding that she just wants to get this over and done with.

I nodded without giving much of a reply, deep down I felt confused and lost. My wife is going to sleep with another man yet I felt this strange stirring in my pants as if I yearn to be part of this. I had butterflies in my stomach as I watch her kept the dishes and did the washing up. What is this that I am feeling ?

We left the house together at 9.45pm that day , August 17th, 2010, Tuesday.

Her phone rang the moment we got to the busstop. The loanshark demands to know where we are and what time we will reach.
My wife simply replied “ 1 hour, waiting for bus.” And hanged up.

A barrage of smses followed soon after, saying she should take a cab, it’s much faster. Things like he will offer to pay for the fare started popping up. He even offered to send down a cab when we were already on the train at paya lebar station.

Lavender station.
My wife’s head is on my shoulder as the train pulled away. I kept replying the image of her being violated by that slum of a loanshark, I wanted to stop this but I don’t know how. At the same time I am having a sustained erection as the train takes us closer and nearer to pan pacific.

Bugis
I looked at the crowd coming into the train, all looking forward to head back home for a good rest while here we are, on our way to a stranger’s hotel room, looking to clean up the mess left behind by my FIL.

The hiss of the train braking at cityhall snapped us both out of our dreamlike stage and we alighted.
We held hands as we walked towards pan pacific. My wife’s phone is still ringing now and then and she updated on our location.

The cold air hit us like a gust of winter wind as we walked into the main lobby of the hotel. My wife edged closer to me as we stood in the middle of the hotel, a little lost as to what to do next. We were about to make the call when the loan shark appeared behind us.

“Hey James , Lynn , nice to see you, shall we? “
Calling our names like we were old friends did not make things any easier. I could feel my wife’s hand shaking a little as we were let to the lift.

A card was flashed and we were on our way to the 12th floor.
We followed him to a corner unit and he beeped us into the room.

It’s a big unit , I entered and saw the washroom on my left, I was greeted with a 6pack of beer on the dining table and the TV playing spiderman on the screen.

“Alright, James, I’ll take care of Lynn, you want to grab a coffee or something downstairs in the meantime ? “
He said it so casually that I did not know what to reply.
“Daryl, can James stay here? , I want him to be here with me” My wife replied on my behalf, still clinging on to my arm.

Daryl : whatever, but he stays out here on the living area, only we go into the room.
My wife gave me a helpless look and probably thought it’s for the better that I am not in the room.

Without wasting time, Daryl is already casting looks of lust on Lynn.
Daryl : Shall we shower together ?
Lynn : No, I already did. You go ahead.
With a shrug of his shoulder, he went ahead to the bath in the bedroom.

My wife and I settled down on the couch as the sound of Daryl singing loudly in the shower spread to the living room. I held her trembling hands and told her we can walk away, we can always find another way.

Lynn: I really can’t think of anything else. I just want to get everything over and done with. We still owe friends and relatives.

Time seemed to slowed when I saw Daryl appear at the door to the bedroom in bathrobes.

Daryl : Lynn ?
He stretched and offered his hand to my wife.

My heart was thumping hard and fast as my wife stood up and cast me a longing look before mouthing ‘ I love you ‘

Her hands did not rise to meet Daryl’s, instead she just walked straight on into the room.

Daryl just grinned at me and gave me a wink.

Despite the feeling of lost and feeling humiliated, i had to stand up and adjust my erection the moment Daryl’s back was turned and he disappeared into the room.

He left the sliding door opened.

I can clearly see Lynn sitting at the edge of the bed through the reflection of the TV on the wall inside the room.

I saw Daryl, walking towards her slowly, undoing the knots of his robe.

Lynn sat unmoving on the bed as Daryl approaches he closer till both their reflection seem to blur and merge into one.

Then there was no movement at all.

I wanted to stand up and go into the room but my legs seemed to be frozen. My throat felt dry and i held my breath thinking what is going to happen next.

There seemed to be a furry of movement as i saw a robe being thrown on the floor, right in the middle of the door, as if Daryl wanted me to know he is now naked in front of my wife.

My teeth was chattering and my hands was trembling despite holding on to the TV remote.

Then there was that familar flash of green as i saw my wife’s starbucks t-shirt land on top of the white bathrobe.

I tried to stand up but my knees gave way and I sat back down on the couch. Holding on to the table for support, I stood up, hovering a little, afraid I might just faint. I clicked off the TV, I want to be able to hear Lynn’s cry for help in case she needs me.
That was my reasoning, sub-consciously I don’t know if I wanted to hear what was going on inside the room.

I took a can of beer from the dining table and opened it, I needed the drink to calm down. The crack of the drink prompted Daryl to shout out from the room.

Daryl : Hey James, can you bring me 2 of them, I think we need to warm up a little.
I took a big glup followed by another before throwing it away and peeling off 2 more from the 6 pack.

As I approached the room, my nose picked up a nice aroma, probably the left over soap smell coming from the masterbath. The lights of the room were still on and I took in a sight that caused me to drop the 2 cans of beer in my hand.

There was my wife, kneeling down in front or Daryl . She still has her bra and panty on but the jeans has been removed. Daryl was stroking her face with his hand as his dick hover close to her mouth.

Lynn did not look at me but instead decides to look away towards the bathroom.

Daryl : Thanks man, don’t throw the beer on the floor lah…. Your wife is a little tensed up.
Daryl : Here, finish this up one shot.
Lynn : I can’t
Daryl : You can, it’s a matter whether you choose to or not.
Lynn : I really can’t, I will puke.
I stood helpless at their side, my wife on her knees trying to bargain over a can of beer.

Daryl was laughing and smirking when he threw out an offer.
Daryl : Lynn , I think you are really sweet girl , i’m going to make you this offer once. Finish up the beer, I’ll take 500 off your father’s debt. How’s that ?

Lynn took a moment to consider before nodding her head. She downed the beer with much difficulty as I stood barely 1m away.

Daryl made a show of clapping and took a glup of his own drink before gesturing that I should be going out of the room.

I retreated out of the room backwards, trying to take another look at my wife.
I saw her wipe her mouth as she try to burp when Daryl took his dick and inserted it into my wife’s mouth. I was afraid she would gag or choke but she manage to recover well enough to take it in.
I could feel my erection straining to burst through as Daryl throw his head back with a smile.

Daryl : Arrrghh, James, you are a lucky man.

With a fluid motion, Lynn’s head went forward and slowly drawing back, taking Daryl in as close to the shaft as she can.
With every pull of her mouth I could feel my dick throb as I recount the heavenly feeling that entails. As she pushed her head in, she did it slow, and memories of my foreskin being pushed back flooded my mind. Another pulled coupled with a slurp told me she is starting to get into rythem. My manhood could almost feel the warmth and security of her mouth and I realized it’s been a while since I have a good blowjob from her.

Daryl’s eyes were closed and he had this contorted look on his face almost as if suffering from a stroke. His hands were initially on Lynn’s head but were now hovering near his own groin , unsure of where to put them.

I was memerised by the scene as I tried to reason with myself the events that are happening. Part of me was expecting Lynn to give a halfhearted attitude towards the whole thing, hopefully Daryl would feel she is a cold fish and leave her be once everything is over, but yet seeing her giving her best gave me a tinge of jealousy.

My manhood is straining and it hurts to a point I need to keep adjusting them.
Daryl cast me another look and gave me the thumbs up adding,
Daryl : My god, bro… James, your wife is amazing.. she’s arghhh.. .. shh shhs hhhh
I heard and loud slurp and pop before Lynn’s head pushed down again.
Holding on to Daryl’s thighs, Lynn did what was expected of her. Daryl’s moans and groans is annoying and disturbing, my eyes were fixed on Lynn. The mouth that kissed me when we took our vows, the hands that held mine when we walked down the aisle, the body that only belonged to me is doing the bidding of another man

Daryl : ok , ok , stop stop stop. I’m going to cum soon at this rate. Stop.

He pushed Lynn away and sat down on the bed, catching his breath.
Barely 5 mins into the BJ and he’s calling it quits, perhaps we have a chance of getting everything over and done within 15 mins max, or so I hoped. Daryl is in his late 40s, that would be my best guess. He probably wouldn’t last long anyway.

Lynn stood up and looked at Daryl, unsure of what to do until he patted the side of his bed, asking her to join him. My wife crawled onto the bed, refusing eye contact with me.
I just stood at the doorway like a block of wood, preoccupied with how do I adjust my dick around in my pants while my wife is being enjoyed by another man.

Daryl : Lie down.

Lynn laid down flat with her hands on her stomach, she looked so beautiful. I saw Daryl push her legs apart and started kissing her inner thighs, light pecks and kisses as he worked his way downwards to my wife’s claves.
His hands caressed her breast as he kissed and nosed his way around my wife’s privates.

Lynn’s forehead is in a permanent frown and her eyes were closed, I’m guessing she is trying her best not to think about the whole ordeal.
As if wanting me to see more of what he is doing, Daryl shifted over to the other side of the bed, putting my wife between us 2. He slid his hands underneath Lynn’s bra playing with her nipples as I watch her chest rise up and down, trying to control her breathing.

Putting his nose at the entrance of my wife’s vagina, Daryl takes in a deep breath before nudging the love hole with his tongue followed by his nose.

Daryl : You smell so good Lynn ….

Daryl continued his nudges and tease of my wife’s privates , caressing her breast and stroking her stomach. As if a switch got flicked on, I saw Lynn took in a deep breath as her body arch a little before settling down.

A smile appeared on Daryl’s face as he seem to be taking notice of my wife’s privates.
I started to shiver again as I saw Daryl part aside a little of Lynn’s plain black cotton panty and using his tongue to mimic a hooking action, he gave it a flick, followed by a slower insert.

Drawing his tongue out slowly, I saw a trail to sticky mucus like substance staying on the edge of his tongue as Daryl slowly caught my eye and lick it all up. He grinned as I saw Lynn’s hands left her stomach, holding instead to the pillow she is on.

Her fist clenched around the edges of her pillow as I heard Daryl take a loud slurp before catching my eye again, he opened his mouth, showing me the mess of love juice and saliva before making a show of swallowing them.

Grinning again, he slid my wife’s panty off her before adding.

Daryl : Wow, you gotta see how wet your wife is James. Come here.

I refused to move, holding on to the door

Daryl : Come on, I’m serious, take a look.
I shuffled forward and Lynn’s vagina is almost glistening with her love juice.

Daryl : See! , what did I say.
I backed off again, preferring to hide near the sliding door.

Daryl pushed my wife’s legs up, planting her feet on the bed as he buried himself into her vagina.

I saw Lynn’s frown deepen and she clenched tighter to the pillow’s edge.
Daryl was emiting sounds of slurps and ‘ermms’ while he licked and teased my wife’s privates.

Lynn’s mouth started to open a little before she quickly clamped it back down .
Drawing a deep breath, I saw her eyes open and looked at me.

Lynn : Stop Daryl, wait.

Daryl looked up, his mouth and chin wet and shiny with thick mucus and saliva.

Daryl: What ?

My wife looked at me with a pleading look in her eyes and said

Lynn : Darling, please go outside.
With that she turned away again as I saw Daryl grinned again.

Daryl : James, do you mind waiting outside ?

I stepped out of the room with a heavy heart and sat at the dining table.

Then I heard the 1st moan escaped from my wife. Soft and gentle, yet unmistakable.

An intermittent pause before the 2nd one escaped. A moan couple with a slow exhale of breath.

The 3rd and 4th arrived in succession of each other.

Then I saw her Bra join the robe and starbucks t-shirt on the floor by the door.

I stood up and sat down, fidgeting about the living area.
I am tempted to take a peep and see what is going on but i don;t want Lynn to be unhappy. She has good reasons to want me out of the room. No wife would want her husband to see her being taken by a old man.

The moanings continued on and off, a gasp here, a soft moan there. My mind is filled with pictures of Lynn when we were having sex. I know where to touch, i know where to carass her, every action invoking a reaction or a moan from my wife.

I paced around, keeping away from the door to the bedroom.

I noticed there’s hardly any sound coming from the room. Her moans have stopped. I held my breath, trying to catch on to any noise or sound that might let on to what is going on in the room.

I heard Daryl grunt, and cursed, followed by some mumblings.
There was another grunt then i heard the familiar sound that broke my heart.

The sound of flesh smacking together travelled out from the room, a sound all too familiar to me. The smacking of flesh continued for 30 seconds or so before it stopped. Then it started after another 10 seconds or so.

The break is irregular, no rythem, no pattern.

I was biting my lip, thinking of the image of Daryl over my wife, thrusting into her vagina, violating her when i’m just a few steps away. I still have a throbbing erection in my pants, suddenly i fear for the immediate future. How can i face Lynn after this, will we still be able to have sex without her getting all guilty and depressed?

A shout from the room pierced my thoughts

Daryl : James, you there ?

I hurried forward and peeked into the room.

Lynn is on her knees bent forward with her head faced down. Daryl has his left hand holding onto my wife’s hands which is resting on her back. He seemed to be adjusting himself as he speak.

Daryl was mumbling a little as he motioned me over .

I saw 2 ripped condom packs on the floor with the condom strewn nearby.

Impossible, how can he possible go through so many of them.

It was then i saw Daryl removing another one from his limp penis, thowing it on the floor. He proceed to masterbate himself behind my wife, trying to get his erection up.

God is indeed fair, I believe this is Daryl’s karma for the things he’s done.

He was groping around for another condom as he alternate between masturbating himself and tearing off the wrapper.

Daryl : come over. Quick.

Daryl stood up and moved himself over, making room for me behind Lynn.

Daryl : Here, your turn

I was caught off guard and lost as i stared at him. Daryl explained that he wanted to see me fuck my wife.

Lynn turned around, catching Daryl’s eye.

Lynn : What exactly do you want ? Why are you doing all this

Daryl just smiled and replied.

Daryl : Just do as i say. i’m giving you the chance to do it with your husband, or would you rather do it with me ? haha

Lynn and I just looked at each other before taking each other into our arms.

Daryl settled onto the dressing table, looking at us.

Tears welled up in Lynn’s eyes as i held her, i put my finger to her lips, giving her a nod of understanding. She buried her head in my chest and wept.

Daryl : What are you waiting for ? go on. quick.

I waited for lynn to compose herself before i kissed her. And it was a kiss that brought back so much memories. I felt emotions rushing to my head as i felt tears swelling up in my eyes. I love my wife and no one can tear us apart.

Our kissing was spontanaous, there is no need for a pause, my hands knew where to go, what to do. We have been through this countless times.

Lynn help me got rid of my pants holding me tight.
Her legs spread willingly for me, allowing me in.

I got a weird and sick feeling as i hover myself near her love hole. Here i am, going to fuck my wife where another man just had entered. Daryl was cheering in the background, whistles and claps sounded in my ear even though i try my best to shut them out.

I felt Lynn’s hand on my back, gently nudging me in.

The familiar warmth haven encapsuled my dick head as Lynn arch herself upwards, drawing in a breath. I eased myself in further as she cupped my face in her hand and mouthed i love you again.

I withdrew and gave a deep thrust, with it all my angst and anger for this whole fiasco. I went in again, hard and deep, angry at myself for not being able to take care of my wife.

I worked up a rythem and i filled the room with the sound of our flesh hitting against each other.

The constant smacking of our body is a far cry from Daryl’s feeble attempt.

Lynn’s eyes still have remnants of tears but her mouth is wide open as i thrusy myself into her. The familiar feeling of my penis must have given her some level of comforts, she held on to my arms and i felt her nails dug a little into me as she gave out a blood curling moan.

Daryl got startled and immediately came onto the bed, wanting to beside the action. Lynn turned her face away from him as Daryl positioned himself near, masturbating to the sight.

Despite the circumstances, i still felt alive and turned on, i continued my motion, and lynn let out another moan.

I paused to catch a breath when Daryl demended we change to Doggie position.

Lynn got on her knees and i entered her again. Sliding myself into her, i held on to her left hand with mine, our wedding bands touched. I worked up another rythem and Lynn was stifling her moans and cries.

Muffled sound of moan and gasped mixed with the sound of our bodies were punctuated with the disgusting groans of Daryl right beside us.

This was our favourite position and the easiest position for Lynn to cum.

I could read her body and i could tell now’s a good time to touch her on her clit. Between gentle trusting motion, i gently stoked her from behind as her moans started to get a little louder and irregular.

I could also see Daryl has worked himself up to a nice sustained erection looking at us.

Lynn : Darling….urghhhh .. stop… i’m.

Those few words were caught on by Daryl almost immediately and he quickly pushed me out of the way.

Daryl : Quick, go away. fuck.

Daryl popped on a condom in double speed and thrust himself roughly into Lynn .

I could tell my wife has already reached the tipping point , beyond the point of return. Daryl caught on to the perfect timing and as he entered her, Lynn let out a moan that caught onto her throat and caused her body to go into spasm. Daryl barely got in 5 thrust before cumming together.

I stood at the side, watching Lynn’s body contort and shiver, trying to get away from Daryl while he tries to get in a few more dip into my wife’s vagina. Daryl collasped onto my wife and his weight is too much for her to bear.

There bodies went into a series of after spasms, both trying to catch their breaths.

Lynn turned her head towards me , and our eyes met again.

After catching her breath, Lynn was struggling to push Daryl off her. A couple of grunts and curses later, Daryl got off Lynn. His rapidly deflating dick caused the filled condom to hang droppily off his manhood.

Lynn crawled off the bed towards me and gave me a hug, i could smell the stench of Daryl off her hair, her neck, her entire body.

She broke off from my embrace after a while and started retrieving her clothings all over the room.

Daryl wiped himself down with his bathrobe and collasped onto the chair in the room.

Daryl : that was amazing Lynn. don;t you think so James ?

He’s fiddling with his blackberry, replying some messages as he went on with his rants.

Daryl : Your wife is the best i’ve had this year you know.

Lynn was already pulling on her top, she must be thinking the same thing as me, just get the hell out of this place.

Daryl : Hey wait, don;t go first. Stay for a while. Enjoy the room man.

Lynn ignored him and removed her hair tie before tidying the messed up firnges and loose hair. She went to the dressing table to use the mirror to retie up her pony tail as Daryl appraised her body once again.

Turning to leave the room , Lynn added,

Lynn : Please tell your people to stop throwing things at our place. We will clear the outstanding in 2 weeks.

Daryl was quiet as he looked blankly at Lynn.

Then he popped the question.

Daryl : You know Lynn, tell you what. i’ve already gotten back my principle plus a little extra. I can waive the rest on one condition.

I instinctively went over to my wife and held on to her, afraid she might promise something silly.

Daryl : Relax James, why are you so uptight ?

Lynn : What is it ? You mean waive all the outstanding debt. ?

Daryl : Yes. Are you keen ?

Lynn : What do you want ?

Daryl took his time to reply, his smirk appearing slowly on his face.

Daryl : I want your company again.

For 3 more days.

My heart sank and i replied

James : No need, we will clear the outstanding sum in 2 weeks.

Daryl : Fine, whatever. My offer still stands Lynn, you should really think about it.

Daryl : This coming weekend. Friday to sunday, afterthat i’m out of your lives forever.

Daryl : you will not hear from me again.

I pulled Lynn’s hand and we turned to leave.

Daryl : I’ll be waiting for your call Lynn. haha.

I did not expect Daryl to send us out, he remained in the room as we put on our shoes near the exit.

In my feeble attempt to make things even, i open the mini fridge and emptied the whole shelves of the miniature bottles of alcohol, putting them into Lynn’s bag .

She had a puzzled look but let me have my way.

I threw all the alcohol away at the common bin at the lift lobby.

We were quiet as we made our way to the train station, walking briskly. It’s already 12.20am . Unlikely we will be able to catch the last train, i guess somehow we both knew this but we continued to walk in silence.

Lynn : are you ok ?

James : I don;t know what to say

Lynn : I’m sorry my dad caused all these. These should not be your burden to bear.

I did not know what to say so i kept my silence. We held hands and continued our walk.

We flagged a cab around 12.45am. Time to go home.

 

Lynn spent quite a while in the bathroom, washing away the filth and grime from Daryl,while i made myself another bowl of noodles. Surprisingly i could still eat after all this.

Lynn came out smelling fresh , she just wore a oversized T-shirt of mine with nothing underneath. She took a couple of mouthful of my noodles before going into the room.

I heard her fire up the hair dryer as i finished the salty soup base.

I took a quick cold shower, trying to let what happened this night sink in but it feels almost surreal, almost like a dream.

Did i just let my wife sleep with another man ?

Am i feeling guilt, anger, or helplessness ?

I felt confused and lost, i did not cause all this trouble in the first place, i did my best to help her solve the problem together.

Why do i still that i did not do enough.

I know Lynn is a headstrong girl, she is independent from a young age while i remain a mummy’s boy.

Lynn’s knock on the bathroom door stopped my mind from wandering.

Lynn: you ok ?

James : Yeah, coming out.

Crawling into bed, i felt exhausted. We both had a long day.

I turned to my left, wanting to look at Lynn but she had disappeared beneath the blanket, with the bolster covering her head.

I switched off the lights and went to bed.

 

I had difficulty waking up the next morning, somehow i felt tired and listless.
Browsing through the paper and having my coffee before my shower, i was wondering to myself it last night i had a bad dream.

Lynn joined me at the breakfast table, she’s already dressed for work ahead of schedule.

Lynn : Darling, i have something to discuss with you.

James : yeah ?

Lynn : What do you think about Daryl’s offer ?

It took 3 seconds for her words to register
I almost spilled my coffee.

Not just because of her considering the offer, i just had an erection picturing Daryl having his way with my wife.

It was a difficult discussion and i could not bring myself to come to terms with this. Somehow Lynn seemed rather calm and composed.

Lynn : Come to think of it, i rather this be over soon. We can all move on.

James : You can;t be serious about this.

Lynn : I mean come on. Think about it. We’ve borrowed all that can be borrowed, it seemed to be the only way.

Lynn : It’s just a weekend, franly i’m quite numb about this. what you men want is all the same.

With that she walked off into the kitchen. I felt hurt to see her so indifferent to this.

We did not continue with the discussion further but left for work seperately.

 

Arriving home that evening, i saw Lynn sitting with her phone by the living room couch, i did not know if she has come to a decision yet, seeing the blank look on her face , i can;t bring meself to ask her about it.

Lynn offered to make me dinner but i said i wasn;t hungry.

Then she dropped the bombshell.

Lynn : I took leave for friday.

James: What ?

She went on to say she’s made up her mind, she just want it to be over.
She has already text Daryl, telling him she’s taking up the offer and that daryl requested for me to be present.

I slumped back onto the couch, not knowing what to reply to this.

3 more days with Daryl….

 

19th August 2010

I felt weird and a little disorientated as i was packing our bags on thursday evening. We are not heading for a holiday yet we are packing clothes, towels and toiletries.

Daryl left Lynn instructions to pack for 3 days.

We left the bags by the door and cuddled up together in the living room, watching tv as we shared a blanket.

Sleep came and went, when the alarm rang at 7.45am. we were reluctant to let each other go. we got out of bed with much difficulity as we showered and washed up.

20th August 2010

At 8.30am, we were ready to leave our place.
Daryl asked to meet us for breakfast at Maxwell market at 9.30am

It felt weird to see the morning crowd pass us by in such a rush when Lynn and i just held hands and made our way to Tanjong pagar.

We arrived on time at 9.30am to see Daryl having a coffee waving to us.

Daryl : Hey , sit . order something.

Both of us were not hungry but i did not want Lynn to start teh day on an empty stomach, i insisted we share a set of eggs and bread. I ordered a cup of tea to share as well.

Daryl started his ‘opera’ early in the morning, saying he will take care of us, especially Lynn. Asking us not to worry, things will be fine, and that this weekend will be over soon.

I wasn;t really paying attention and Lynn was getting a little restless. I understand how she feels, she has a few clients office in the vicinity and she does meet up with them for coffee sometimes at this very market. It would be embarassing to be caught by them. Questions can be hard to answer.

Draining his glass of coffee, Daryl signalled to us to finished up our breakfast and follow him.

I helped my wife with her overnight bag and we walked towards the direction of chinatown.

We went to the open carpark beside the buddha relic temple where Daryl retrived his car.

Daryl : Lynn , sit in front please.

He said with with another one of his trademark grin.

Starting the engine, he pulled out of the carpark, but not before putting his hand on my wife’s thigh.

Lynn is wearing a simple spag top today with casual beigh slacks and slippers. She has her hair tied up in a pigtail, something she doesn;t usually do, i guess she doesn’t want to be recognised by people she knows. To top it off, she was wearing a cap to cover part of her face. I think she look really pretty dressing the way she did.

Perhaps she’s my wife, and no matter what, she will always be the angel of my eye.

Daryl’s left hand, adorned with a weird jeweled ring is stroking Lynn’s thigh as he navigates the CBD with one hand on the steering wheel.

I kept a keen eye on him , not that there is anything i can do.

As he droved, i saw from the side mirror that Lynn just leaned to her side, closed her eyes and tried to sleep. How can she sleep with that scum’s hand on the thigh, stroking and touching her.

Barely 15 minutes later, he turned into the carpark of Albert court hotel.

Taking the lift up, Daryl led us to another wing of the hotel across the lobby.

Tapping us into the wing, he gestured to the left.

Pointing to the 1st 2 door, he said.

Daryl : these 2 rooms .

 

I wanted to ask why 2 rooms, but thought the better of it.

Sliding his arm around Lynn, he escorted her into the first room.
I followed behind with the bags.

The room is not as big as the one at pan pacific, but spacious enough.

I left the bags on the floor as Daryl’s hands were already hovering near Lynn’s bums, giving them a gentle squeeze before stroking his way up to her waist and repeating it again.

Lynn was indifferent to his advances, i guest she just want to shut herself out.

It’s about 10.45 am. Daryl says he’ll be out for some business but will be back to join us for lunch. Asked us to make ourself at home while he is away.

Before leaving, he tried to kiss Lynn but she turn away, invoking a cruel croaking laugh befitting a old man with erectile dysfunction. Just before he stepped out of the room, he asked that Lynn escorted him out.

Seeing him insist that Lynn link arms with him brought some reaction inside my pants again. I watch them turn right and disappear around the corner right before the room door closed with a snap.

I looked around the sparse bedroom, it’s got a nice big bed, i just settled down by the side and switched on the TV.

I heart a soft knock on the door and i opened it to see Lynn with her hands over her breast despite her spag being on.

Lynn : That guy insisted i remove my bra for him at the entrance below the view of the camera.

James : What ? did anybody see that ?

Lynn : No, it’s a private doorway, no doorman.

James : You mean he just took it like that ?

Lynn : I just slid out of the straps and unbuckle them, he was smelling them before folding it into half and cupping it into his pants.

James : My god.

Lynn went to fish for another bra in her overnight bag to put on before we settled down on the bed, watching tv.

I started to feel a little aroused, afterall we are a married couple in a hotel room. i started to carass my wife but she just smile weakly and said she’s really not in the mood. I understand perfectly but i can’t explained why i am so aroused.

A tiny part of me can’t wait to see Daryl touch Lynn again. Yet i felt jealous and angry that my wife is being violated by another man. The combination of arousal and anger cannot be described in words.

I adjusted my erection so i can sit comfortably and Lynn caught on to my body language.

Cuddling up beside me we talked about our days when we were dating, the secret places we will go to make out, the times when we were almost caught. I almost forgot my wife will soon be taken by another man.

Before we realised it, it was already 12.30 and Daryl was back.
He carried along a big duffel bag and with a grin on his face, he said he brough us some subway sandwiches, we can eat together.

Lynn and i were a little hungry and we hurried up to take a look at what he bought.

Daryl : Here Lynn, what you wanted.

Daryl held up the IOU belonging to Lynn’s dad.

Daryl : I’ll hold on to this for now. hehe.

Daryl distributed the sanwiches to each of us and we sat down around the small table to have our lunch. He also went out to get a few cups of coffee from the dispensing machine in the executive lobby.

He keep trying to talk to Lynn, asking about her work, what does she do , can he be a client. Lynn answered with either a nod or mono syllabus reply, but that did not discourage him at all.

When Lynn finished her sandwich, Daryl stood up with a loud whoop that gave us all a shock.

Daryl : haha, shoik or not Lynn ?

Daryl : I added extra ingredients in your sandwich. Nicer version of subwaymelt no ? haha.

Lynn looked like she was going to puke as she started retching but the food stayed down. Her decision to drink some of the coffee as a natural instinct made sure the sandwich with whatever is in it stay in her body.

Daryl : haha, don;t choke young girl, it’s essence ok . It took me a while to get them out last night. I applied them evenly on your sandwich. Why you so bothered about this ? you’ve already tased my dick no ? haha

Lynn stomped off to the bathroom.

James : This is too much, we did not agree to all these.

Daryl :You just stay out of this James, it’s between me and your wife. Unless you want to pay up ? If not, just be here for your wife la. haha

Daryl left the room and i checked on Lynn.

James : You ok dear ?

Lynn : couldn’t puke it out…

I took her in my arms and she buried her head in my embrace.

Barely a few minutes later, Daryl came into the room again.

Daryl : Let’s get started shall we ?

Daryl : Lynn ? ready ?

 

 

Lynn reluctantly went over to the bed, waiting for Daryl’s instruction. Daryl sat on the left of Lynn, taking her into his embrace.

He did not even bother with any foreplay, instead his hands just went straight to Lynn’s privates and started stroking them up and down. I could see Lynn clenching her eyes shut.

Daryl : Look at me Lynn. Look at me…

Lynn refused to heed his command and kept her eyes shut.

Daryl’s right hand is stroking Lynn’s face while his left is playing with her privates. His look of lust is unmistakable as he slides his left hand reluctantly from her privates to her breast.

Daryl : Oopes, new bra ah ? i still have your 1st one in my room. haha.

Lynn ignored his remark and kept herself shut off.
As Daryl pulled the drawstring off Lynn’s pants, i felt my manhood straining to break free.

standing barely 2m away, i started to shiver a little as i felt the tingling feeling of arousal. The shiver ran up my spine as Daryl slid his hand underneath Lynn’s spag top.

He must have went further below to reach Lynn’s nipples as he seemed to be grinning to himself, apparantly tickling or twitching Lynn’s nipples.

I saw Lynn’s mouth opened slightly to let in more oxygen and my dick throbbed again.

Daryl removed Lynn’s pants and made her lie down flat on the bed. Spreading her legs, he gestured wildly to the wet patch around her undies.

Daryl : James, i made your wife wet again. Look.

Pressing his nose directly onto the wet patch, he took a deep whiff.
Daryl : You wife smells so good… so sweet.

Lynn turned her head away from both of us, choosing to face the wall.

Daryl slid his nose, a prominent feature of his, up and down the wet patch of Lynn’s undies. He seemed to be breathing harder, so is Lynn. The patch of moisture grew slowly, forming a glistening patch.

Sliding Lynn’s wet panty off her, Daryl brought the stained patch close to his mouth.

Like a fine appraisal of wine, Daryl did not charge his nose and mouth like a bull towards the stained panty, instead he swing it around gently, taking in the air surrounding the lingerie in small quick breaths.

Lynn happened to turn and caught Daryl in his act, her look of disgust is in describable. She tried to sit up and pull a blanket over her but Daryl stopped her.

Daryl : Hold on Lynn. don’t be impatient.

Ransacking through his duffel bag, Daryl brought out a eye mask which her clumsily put it over Lynn before adjusting it properly. He also took out some scarfs , tying Lynn’s hand above her head before attaching it via a simple knot to the corner of the bed’s headboard.

Lynn : what are you doing ?

Lynn apparantly got worried and sounded out for me.

Lynn : Darling, are you still here ? Where are you ?

I went closer, sounding out to reassure my wife. I held her hand too to give her some reassurance.

Daryl was already stripping himself down, today he has a erection that seemed to be much better that the other night. My guess he must have took some pills.

Grinning again at the sight of Lynn tied up , bottomless, Daryl stroked himself with Lynn’s underwear. I shook my head in resignation.

Then something Daryl did caught me by surprise and left me speechless.

His facial expression changed from the cheeky and naughty individual to one of seriousness. He motioned for me to join him by his side, quickly. The facial change looked like someone with split personality.

Without a word, he simply mouth for me to strip completely.

I did as i was told, and there i was standing in my full glory with my dick as erected as his.

Lynn called out again ,

Lynn : Darling, you there ? what’s going on.

James: I’m here baby, i’m here.

Daryl pulled me to the furthest corner of the bedroom and he spoke something so foul in my ears and i felt strangly turned on by the whole idea. I did not want to agree to it but my body went against my will.

I seemd to have been hypnotise as i went and position myself in front of Lynn. I saw her love hole, starting to dry a little as she has not been stimulated for a while, i still caught on to subtle movements of her vagina lips, twitching and relaxing as she prepare for what is about to come when she felt the mattress around her depressed.

Daryl put his face beside mine, stroking himself at the same time.

Daryl : Lynn, you are so beautiful, i want to enjoy you slowly. I will be gentle ok ? haha

He said it so gently i almost felt he cared.

Daryl : James, here, help me hold you wife’s leg up.

But instead Daryl himself lifted up Lynn’s left leg around her ankle, making space for me.

Daryl tried to position his face close to me again as i prepare for penetration.

Daryl : Relax Lynn , I’ll be gentle . kekeke.

The scum of a Daryl wanted Lynn to think i am him, so i can see the look of disgust of Lynn as i go into my wife.

It’s been a while since i am intimate with Lynn, all these stress did not bode well for our sexual well being. My dick is throbbing hard, hovering at the entrance of her vagina.

I nudge myself in a little, around her vagina wall when Lynn suddenly called out .

Lynn : Wait, condoms Daryl, we agreed on condoms.

That was like a slap across my face, here i am, having to wear a condom when i penetrate my wife as she is tied down. Daryl was trying hard to stifle a giggle as he passed me one from the dressing table.

As if in a trance, i capped myself and eased my way into Lynn.

She felt dry, it could not have been comfortable. Had it not been the lubricant on the durex, there is no way i can go in at all.

Lynn’s face was turned away and once again i saw the sad frown on her face. I wanted to tell her to badly that , “it’s me baby, it’s me. Everything will be ok.” , but i didn;t. Somehow taking her without her knowing added a whole new dimension to my sexual knowledge.

I withdrew and entered slowly, following Daryl’s signal and instruction carefully. Lynn was biting on her lips, she must be thinking this weak motion and half hearted trust is Daryl, she must be hurting.

My erection is roaring to go, but Daryl wanted to keep it slow, no heavy thrusting.

I could see a little perspiration appearing around Lynn’s forehead.

It was then Daryl decided that was enough and he positioned himself where i was again before calling out.

Daryl : James, come here, take off your clothes, i want to see you guys do it again.

With that he nudges me away from my wife.

Lynn must have felt a great relieve even for a while to be away from Daryl.

Lynn : Darling, you there ?are you ok ?

A nudge from Daryl prompt me to reply

James : I’m here, don;t worry , i’m here.

I saw as the mattress shifted with me and Daryl changing position, Lynn’s body immediately became more relax. How could she not ? She is expecting the man she loved, the man she married to be with her now.

Without any instructions, Lynn has already opened up, planting her feet on the mattress. Her breathing felt free and uncontrolled. There was no more frown on her face. Her lips parted slightly, her lips lush and pink.

I couldn’t bring myself to tell her it’s not me that is going to be with her. I am in a trance that i can’t snap out. I saw Daryl grinning as he gave his throbbing dick a few more strokes.

Moving slowly closer and closer to Lynn’s love hole.

I adjusted my field of view and i could hee Lynn getting wet again, thinking she will be together with her husband, her lover once more.

Her legs instinctively lifted higher, bring it to Daryl’s shoulder, giving him unprecented access to her vagina.

As her ankles rested on Daryl’s shoulder i could see Daryl biting on his trembling lips and he eased himself into my wife.

And Daryl was duely rewarded , with a moan so sensual from Lynn that i started to touch myself.

Lynn : Darling…. i love you.

I couldn;t bring myself to reply as i watch Daryl, who had entered Lynn raw, start his rocking motion.

Every move bringing out an erotic response from Lynn .

I stroked myself to this sick and twisted scene.

The final blow that drove the nail into the coffin happend when Lynn spoke again, her words came out faint, almost like a weak whisper.

Lynn : Darling, faster…. it feels good…

Daryl’s ego must have gotten a huge boost as he repositioned Lynn’s legs, holding on to both her ankles, spreading her wide like a wheelbarrow.

And he thrusted, deep and hard.

Lynn moaned, unrestrained.

Daryl is trying hard not to snort or grunt, as he work on Lynn, I was masturbating myself 1m away from my wife as i watch her getting pounded by another man.

The very idea that i have failed in my duty as a husband to protect my wife adds a sick twist to my arousal. I try to imagine every thrust Daryl made is mine, i tried to recall the sensation of the warmth and security of Lynn’s vagina.

I tried to remember our wedding night when we had sex in her wedding gown.

I recalled her wet labia lips, shining under the street lamps when we made out in a back street in Shanghai.

I remembered the time i entered Lynn from the back in the corner of the theme park in Genting highland when the fog was strong.

I will never forget the time when she gave me a BJ in her old JC uniforms in the car.

And there is the time when she gave me a BJ in her office late at night on xmas eve.

All these memories, flooded through my mind.

Lynn’s moan is steady and loud as i watched pespiration dripping down Daryl’s forehead. His eyes was closed, concentrating hard on the task at hand.

Stopping his movement, he undid Lynn’s ties to the headboard and turned her around.

I expected Lynn to slide off the blindfold but she did not. She turned around obediently, thinking her husband must have freed her from the binds.

Getting on her fours with her hands still bound, she offered up her behind eagerly, wanting to please her husband admist all this mistakes that is going on.

Daryl enter without much difficulty, Lynn is literally dripping like a tap.

Daryl must have been a construction worker back in his young days as even on the doggie position, he still held on to Lynn’s ankle, lifting them slightly off the bed as he pounded relentlessly on my wife.

I could see the green veins popping up on Daryl’s neck and face, he’s trying so hard i was hopping he might just get a heart attack and die but he held on.

Lynn was still moaning out loud with every thrust.

The sound in the room was initially filled with the smacking of flesh and Lynn’s moans, but as she gets wetter, the manner in which Daryl’s pelvis hit Lynn’s bum got a little different. The soppy wetness turned the symphony of bodies into a sticky mess.

I could feel myself building up to a nice explosion, Daryl must have felt the same sensation building up as for some sick reason, he bit down on his right forearm, determined not to make much of a sound.

Without warning Daryl threw his head back as his body went into uncontrolled spasm and he bit harder on his forarm. Lynn felt the spasm and reacted accordingly, giving a moan so long and breathless that is sure to please her husband.

Despite Daryl’s best effort biting down on himself, he still let out some sound which amounted to , a couple of ‘ ermms, and urghs’ , but Lynn could not have caught on to them as she had drown out Daryl with her cries of passion.

I saw Daryl retreated slowly, pulling his satisfied and drained dick out of my wife. The flesh around Lynn’s bum is red with friction, her vagina lips still glisten under the light in the room.

 

As Daryl caught his breath, i saw the peek of white coming out of Lynn’s love hole.

And a bigger drop.

Then as her vagina wall’s muscle relaxed, i saw a thick glob of Daryl’s semen flow out of my wife.

Standing dazed a distance away, i watched the flow of Daryl’s semen down Lynn’s vagina. A large glob had dripped and stained the bed.

The smell of sex in the room is evident.

Daryl wiped himself down, his dick still has a monster erection. Medication does wonders these days.
Daryl mouthed the words, ” clean her up ” to me and i obeyed.

Is it black magic, or is it simply my weak will that i allow myself to be led around by the nose ? I can’t answer this question.

Craddling Lynn in my arms, i removed her blindfold.

She immediately search for sight of Daryl and when she saw him standing far away, her body relaxed immediately in my arms. I untied her hands and she held on to me.

Her legs closed on instinct once she realised her privates are facing Daryl who has now settled down on the couch, stroking himself.

I took some tissue, wanting to clean Lynn up but she shook her head, saying it’s ok.

I wanted to scream

I wanted to tell her no it’s not ok. Those were not my semen. They belong to Daryl but i didn’t .

The look of bliss and security on Lynn’s face stopped me from telling her the truth.

Daryl has a smirk look on his face as he continued his stroking.

Lynn refused any eye contact with him.

The room was silent for a good 10 minutes before Daryl was ready to go again

Daryl : Alright, i think that is long enough a break .

Daryl : are you ready to taste me Lynn ? haha

He disappered into the bathroom and i heard the shower came on.

Daryl then shouted out , asking Lynn to join him. The look of reluctance in her face broke my heart once more as i see her crawled weakly off the bed.

Persperation has soak through her bra and spag top, there are patches of wet spots breakthing through.

She lifted off her spag top, unbuckled her bra and mouth the words , “stay near ” to me before going into the bathroom.

I muster up enough strength to walk over to the shower.

 

With the strong spray of the hot shower, the cold bathroom started to mist up. Lynn stepped into the spray and was shivering as she try to adjust to the temperature difference.

Daryl hugged Lynn from behind, smelling her hair, hands playing with her breast. My wife was not well endowned with a pair of good racks. I recalled the 34b labels i found in the bin when we first moved in together. She did not want me to know her exact size and being the innocent and simple man, i could never figure out how the cups and sizes work.

Lynn’s breast are supple and full to my touch. That is all i cared about. They looked nice and proportional, that is enough for me.

I took in the sight of Daryl, nudging and licking Lynn behind the ears as she squirms away from every advances, his hands playing with her nipples. My erection is throbbing again as i haven had a release in god knows how long.

Daryl knelt down in the shower as he positioned Lynn against the wall. The shower stall is tight, limited manauverable space for 2 adults.

With Lynn’s back firmly anchored agains the wall, Daryl lifted her right leg, resting it on his right shoulder. The off balance act left Lynn no choice but to try and reach and hold on to the walls on the side of the shower stall.

 

The continous spray of water is deafening in the small bathroom.

I watched the droplets merge into larger trickle as the rolled down my wife’s breast, the small tributaries passing by the nipples joined the main flow, dripping down to her vagina.

The flow is strong at her clit and vagina lips. Like a devotee looking for sacred water, Daryl has his mouth right at the bottom on Lynn’s love hole.

Collecting every drop, every trickle, moisture that has run through her body.
A body that for 32 years has remained the property of only one man.

That’s me.

 

Daryl’s nose edged upwards, using his tip of the nose, he nudged at Lynn’s clit.

He started to nose his way literally, parting her vagina lips. I am standing right outside the shower stall, like a paying customer in a erotic show.

I kept wiping off the mist on the glass panel, trying to see what Daryl is doing.

Lynn’s eyes were closed, but i could tell she enjoyed the stimulation.

Daryl seemed to be going into a trance or perhaps having popped an estacy pill. His nodding and shaking head is causeing his nose to brush against Lynn’s swollen clit.,

Despite the roar of the shower, i heard a moan of pleasure coming from Lynn but she quickly recovered, her eyes open and she saw me near, the look of guilt speaks volume as she mouth a ‘ sorry’

I did not know what came over me but i nodded my head and mouth; ” it’s ok ” reassuringly.

Perhaps there was no penetration from Daryl and it’s just stimulation of her privates, with my reassurance, Lynn felt less guilty in letting herself go.

Her left hand has left the wall, cradling Daryl’s head, pushing it closer and nearer.

Daryl seemed possessed, as he continued his shaking, alternating between tongue and nose.

Lynn’s mouth is fully open, she must be feeling confused and lost. Here she was being tongued, nosed and lick by another man, yet the physical pleasures it gave was undeniable.

Then it happened.

Lynn took in a sharp breath and looked at me with panic in her eyes.

I saw the hesitant look that was so unsure in her face as she search for a reply.

I nodded again, my hands against the glass panel, ‘it’s ok, let go ‘ i mouthed my reassurance again.

Lynn did let go.

She held on tight to Daryl’s head, her fist clenched around his hair as she screamed in the shower, her lone supporting left leg gave way as she twitch her way into orgasm, leaning almsot all her weight on Daryl.

Daryl held on, supporting Lynn as he mouthed , lick and suck, holding on to the sensitive clit of my wife.

Lynn : urhhhhhh.. stop,. stop… stop.. please….

The words slurred and they were not cleared. It must have been a strong one as she is literally grabbing and swinging to reach for something to hold on.

Facing down on Daryl’s head, she gave one last burst of twitch and a skin crawling moan.

 

Daryl stopped.

He turned off the shower and slowly lowered Lynn.

I saw my wife collasped slowly as she was let down.

Her mouth is still wide open and a trickle of saliva drooled down the side of her lips.

Daryl caught on the the whipsy strand of Lynn;s saliva and brought it up, curling it around his index finger, he brought it into his mouth.

Licking his fingers clean, Daryl stood up without a word and left the bathroom, drying himself with one of the towels.

I hurried in and help my wife up. She seemed to be exhausted as she struggle to get on her feet. Turning on the shower again, we stood in each other’s embrace under the shower, shutting out the world outside.

I did not know how long we were there motionless, just enjoying the warmth of the water. I lathered up some shampoo and help Lynn with her hair and she smiled.

She took some of the shampoo and help me with mine.

We soaped up each other’s body, making sure we covered up every spot.
I spent an extra long time on her privates, wanting to wash away Daryl’s saliva and grime, Lynn too used the shower head, letting the water flush at her privates for a while, getting it clean.

There is only 1 towel left and we shared it. I dried Lynn as best as i could before reaching wrapping her up with it.

Lynn : James, you’ll catch a cold..

I ignored her and ran out, going to her overnight bag, bringing her some clothes to wear.

After making sure she is fully clothed, i dried myself with the damp towel and put on my clothes.

Lynn used the hairdryer on herself and as i wandered nearer, she pointed it at my hair, giving me an innocent mischievious smile. I smiled too, guiding her dryer back to her hair.

I take a long look at my wife and i realised she is so brave, so strong to go through all this.

She looked younger in her attire of a plain white polo tee and denim skirt.

 

After she dried her hair, we cuddled up onto the bed, Lynn seemed relieved that Dayl was not there, perhaps she took heart in the fact that Daryl did not penetrate her today.

Daryl was nowhere to be seen, perhaps gone to recharge himself, not that we want him in the room.

I let Lynn snuggle up close to me as i covered ouselves with the blanket.

Glancing at my watch, it’s coming to 4pm.

I could see Lynn really needed some rest as he head felt heavier and heavier on my chest. Before long, she snored a little.

We dozed off together, in each other’s embrace.

 

By the time i woke up, it’s already 7.30pm. There was no sign or Daryl.

Shaking Lynn gently, i realised she had drooled in her sleep, leaving a small patch on my shirt. I smiled and Lynn wipe her mouth, embarassed by her action, giving me a playful slap.

We stretched and tidied our puffy hair and i opened the door of our room.
Our adjacent room was dark, it didn;t seem like Daryl was inside at all.

I took the key card and i let my wife by her hand and left the room.

 

The evening air smelt fresh and welcoming after a whole day in a controlled environment. We held hands and explored the quaint surroundings of Albert court.

We wandered into Little india, in search of food and a oasis to escape from the events today.

Lynn darted in and out of the small shops selling trinkets, she seemed so full of energy and life. I could see she was tempted to buy something for herself but thought better of it. I took note of the simple bangle she spent an extra min looking at, remembering the look and design.

The next couple of hours we spent brought us back to our dating days, carefree and free of worries. We shared chicken rice and tea in a shop in one of the alleys.

The migrant workers were here in droves, shopping, catching up with friends.

For a moment i wished i was one of them, working hard in a foreign country, with my wife safe and sound back home.

The men can take all the burden, that’s what our shoulders are for…..

We men can take the humiliation, our chest are wide enough to tolerate that….

We men will make the sacrifices, for there is nothing we will not do for the women we loved…..

We men can stomach the storms life throw at us, because that is who we are.

I love my wife….

And the 1st day of her ordeal is barely over.

As i recollect my thoughts watching her sip on her tea, Lynn’s phone rang.

It’s Daryl. .

The phone call broke our bubble as Lynn said he will be waiting for us back in the hotel room.

Reluctantly, we headed back slowly to the hotel .

We saw Daryl sitting at the lounge area. He seemed well rested and fresh.

Daryl : Hey .. where did you guys go ?

Daryl : I missed you Lynn.

We headed back to the room together and Daryl rest his hands on Lynn’s backside.

 

Daryl took a seat on the couch while we sat on the bed.

Daryl : So what shall we do ?

Daryl : Did you have a good rest Lynn ?

Lynn just stared blankly into the distance as Daryl continued with his snide remarks.

As if having made up his mind, Daryl wanted Lynn to join him in his room for the night whereas i am to stay in my room alone.

I could see Lynn was sad but she had no choice.

Grabbing his duffle back and the remnants of his gear, Daryl left the room. Lynn gave me a hug before leaving with Daryl.

 

I decided to keep myself busy, trying to get my mind off things, it’s 11pm on Friday night.

Picking up Lynn’s soiled clothes and lingerie, i went to the basin to wash them with the shower foam. I pulled out the clothes line and hang them up to dry.

I ordered room service and charged it all to the room, i could use a few strong drink now.

I was lost in a sea of thoughts when the room phone rang.

I answered it quickly, not knowing what to expect. It’s Daryl.

Daryl : Hey . you hungry ? haha . come over my room for supper.

I was feeling anxious and it’s been almost 1.5 hours since Lynn went over with Daryl. What had happend within this span of time, did he have sex with her ? did he make her give him a BJ ? so many questions, no answers.

I did not have to knock and the door opened.

Daryl motioned me into the room and whispered.

Daryl : Look. … you hungry now ?

I was speechless at the sight that greets my eye.

There was Lynn, lying naked on Daryl’s bed. She was not tied up but i could see the reason why she is not moving.

Her eyes were blindfolded and her mouth gagged , she even has an ipod plug into her ears, presumly some music was being played.

Her hands faced up, holding on to 2 glass of water, filled almost to the brim.

Lynn’s breast and nipples were covered fully with sashimi of various fish. Trails of sliced raddish traced her abdomen down to her navel . Her belly button held a large dish of soy sauce.

There was no food on her vagina thankfully. Who knows what kind of infection she will be geting from the raw seafood.

Daryl was grinning as he passed me a chopstick.

Daryl : Here bro, eat. Good things i’ll share eh ?

There was no appropriate reaction to this scenario. It’s simply too bizzare and out of this world. Daryl tucked in, dripping drips of sauce over Lynn’s body.

Every piece of food revealed more of Lynn’s breast.

Daryl : Come lah… eat.

My trembling hands reached forward for a slice….and i saw the dark of Lynn’s nipples peeking at me as i remove the slice of tuna.

I wanted to put that fish into my mouth but i couldn;t.

I retched and went straight to the bathroom.

I couldn;t bring myself to do it.

I heard Daryl laughed to himself in the room and i wipe my mouth clean.

Returning back into the room, i saw that Daryl had stopped eating, perhaps he’s sick of the food or it no longer gave him a thrill.

He unbuckled his pants, bringing his dick to Lynn’s mouth.

Lynn’s lips parted slightly and Daryl shove his meat spear in, gliding it in and out of Lynn’s mouth. He must have gotten a little carried away and went in too deep as Lynn choked and coughed, spilling the water she’s holding and dropping pieces of fish all over the bed.

Daryl removed himself and masturbated, his left hands feeling all over my wife’s body. I;m surprise he can still go on despite his age.

There was no grand finale and it was not spectacular.

Just before he came, he quickly put it near Lynn’s mouth. Lynn wasn;t expecting Daryl to cum at that point and opened up wider. It was a bad mistake.

Daryl’s body went into spasm and he ejaculated into Lynn’s mouth, bits of semen went all over Lynns mouth, cheeks and onto the bed.

Lynn just kept her mouth open, too afraid to move.

Gasping and catching his breath, Daryl settled back down on the couch before waving me off rudely.

Daryl : Why are you still here ? Supper’s over. You can go …

I adjusted my erection before i turned to leave. Daryl must have caught on to that and his twisted mind must have thought of soemthing else he could do.

Daryl : wait wait . hold on ….

Daryl : Actually i don;t mind a live sex show though haha. What do you think ?

Daryl : The deal is i don’t want her to think it’s you…

I felt strangly aroused as i approached the mess of food and body on the bed. Lynn is still plugged into the ipod, i doubt she can hear any of our conversation. She has a slight frown on her face, the uncomforts cannot be bearable for a decent girl .

Fish and raddish littered all around as i climd onto the bed. I could see Lynn squirm and try to wriggle away. Daryl threw me a condom, funny how the only way my wife can differentiate between me and Daryl is by that thin piece of rubber.

Despite my reservations, i capped myself and spread Lynn apart. I could see her shiver and i did not want to go on. But eventually my body overuled my mind, my arousal and control has been tested repeatly these few days, and i seek a release. I felt guilty as i position myself nearer to her.

Lynn’s body tensed up hard, there was no hint of moisture at her love hole. My manhood could only brush lightly at the entrance of her vagina.

Daryl was searching through his toiletries bag and threw me a tube of lube.

This is cheating.

Lynn’s last line of defence can be easily broken through. Guilt felt like a kick in my stomach as i numbly squeeze a generous portion onto Lynn’s vagina lips. The cold liquid caused her to jump and let out a ‘ugh’

I saw her lips quiver as she felt the smooth water base lubricant sliding down her vagina. She knows it’s a losing battle.

I used my finger to slide up a good glob of the lube back onto the clit as it drips down, running to Lynn’s anus.

Nudging the entrance of Lynn’s love hole, i felt it slowing give way. Inch by inch i pushed. Lynn’s muscle tried to clamp shut, but everytime it relaxes, i entered a little more.

Just that little more.

She’s biting on her lips again as i finally entered her all the way. Testing a couple of thrustes, it felt smooth, lubricated.

It’s been so long.

Daryl just sat close by, watching me.

I started to move my pelvis, rocking my body against my wife. I could see remnants of Daryl’s semen on her face and lips. I wonder what music she is listerning to.

I rocked harder, going deep , pulling out as much as i can before impaling myself in again. Lynn’s mouth is now closed. Her teeth clenched shut as her body shook with every thrust.

She tried her best not to moan, not for another man…

I grabbed on to Lynn’s legs, pushing myself in, the atmosphere in the room got heated up as the sound of our bodies hitting each other got louder.

Finally Lynn conceded and gave out her first moan.

I turned her sideways, facing Daryl as i got behind her. Lifting her right leg, i enter her again, embracing her from behind. I hope Lynn will know this is me. This is our favourite position. Deep long strokes strain my back, yet there’s hardly and moan from my wife.

She could not have known it was me.

I felt my climax coming and paused to catch my breath.

Daryl mouth if i’m coming soon and i nodded.

Daryl mouthed to me to stay back first and remove my condom…

I had a puzzled look when he ask me to reposition and get ready to go in.

Reaching for the scalves he used earlier, he tied Lynn’s hand to the headboard, there was no sign of fight from Lynn. Tying down her hands, he check through the knots, making sure it’s tight, giving it a tug.

Reaching for another restraint, he lopped behind Lynn’s right knee, lifting and bringing it upwards, securing it to the headboard.

Lynn : Can we stop all this… why can’t you..

Suddenly he did something bastard.

He removed on side of Lynn’s earphone and said.

Daryl : You know what Lynn, your husband is not here to stop me, nobody is going to save you…

Daryl : why do i have to use the condom ? haha.

He immediately push me to enter my wife as he got out of the way.

Lynn got a shock at Daryl’s comment and she struggled hard. My wife is panicking at Daryl’s comment yet i remained shell shocked.

She is trying to struggle against her restraint while crying out loud.

Lynn : No ! Daryl !, No, please…. don;t do this, NO !

I felt strangly alive seeing my wife struggle and i went into her again.

Lynn is trashing abuot wildly and Daryl seemed to enjoy the spectacle. Moving beside me he said.

Daryl : Struggle all you like Lynn. haha..

I entered my wife fully ans she started to cry.

Lynn : Nooo.. DAryl no..

I felt so alive, seeing her begging. at the same time i felt alive… I held on to her left leg for all it’s worth , thrusting hard into her.

She is now sobbing loudly, crying out for me.

Lynn : Noo… Darling ,,.. where are you…. No…

My heart split into 2 seeing her cry. Tears rolled down my eyes as i tried to stifle my own emotions.

I cannot understand why i did not speak up.

I felt the pressure built up and Daryl read my spasm on the dot.

Daryl : Urghhhhh…..ermmm .. g

He grunted as he tried to control his laughter by my side…

Lynn is sobbing uncontrollably on the bed.

Lynn : Noo….. Daryl , Noo…

 

My tears were flowing freely as i emptied myself into Lynn . It was a huge load as every thrust cause a large amount to overflow.

I couldn’t bear the sight anymore and i withdrew and step off the bed.

Backing off 2 steps i collasped onto the floor, emotions overwhelmed me as i hug myself, sobbing uncontrollably.

Daryl : That felt really good Lynn . You are amazing…

Daryl : Enjoy the music.

He replaced the headphone and untied Lynn’s legs.

I saw my wife cuddle herself up and started sobbing again.

I felt giddy and faint.

Daryl gave me a thumbs up and signalled for me to leave the room…..
Is my day finally over ?

In a dazed and zombie state, i left the room, leaving my sobbing wife behind with Daryl.

I saw Daryl approach Lynn just as the door close.

Whatever happens now is beyond me.

I took a cold shower , trying to clear my head, the cold water biting into my did not do much to wake me up from this nightmare.

As my skin start to wrinkle, i dried myself and shuffled towards the bed. Like a drug addict in cold turkey, i snuck to the corner of the huge bed, pulled up the blanket and i sat, half asleep, half awake, thinking of my poor wife.

 

 

I must have doze off sometime in the wee hours of the morning, i got a shock when i heard the door open suddenly. A quick glance at the clock showed 8.30am.

I saw Lynn peeking through the door to see if i’m awake, she caught my eye and smiled, a quick wave and she disappered into the bathroom. I heard the shower come on and i quickly went to remove a towel that we’ve packed on our own and brought it to her. I took out a casual capri, another polo and a set of lingerie for her.

Laying them on the coutner top, i pointed them out to her and she nodded.

I picked up her soiled clothes, panty and all, and started to wash them at the basin. Her underwear is caked with dried stains, could be mine , could be Daryl’s . There are patches of them all over, especially where her vagina is.
I felt guilty, did she have to sleep through the night in these ?

A thousand questions reaced through my mind. Did she get to shower after what we did ? Who put on her clothes for her ? Was she tied up the whole night? Did Daryl have sex with her again ?

I have no way of answering those.

 

Coming out of the shower 15 mins later, i noticed the red marks on the wrist. Lynn got dressed and i left her to wash up as i waited in the room.

She joined in 5 mins later, turning on the hair dryer, sitting beside me as she worked her hair.

James : Are you ok dear ?

Lynn : yup.

James : did Daryl ?… …. have sex with you ?

She seemed to hestitate for a moment before answering.

Lynn : No.

Lynn : He did try, but he couldn’t.

I just nodded. It was obviously a lie but i knew she meant well. Why would she want to tell her husband that she was being rammed hard and shot into by another man..

Lynn : It’s true dear, Daryl couldn’t do it. haha.

Lynn : He just made me strip and sleep beside him that’s all.

She smiled her reassuring smile and i left the questions at that.

I did not ask her about the marks on her wrists.

 

Daryl was out cold accordingly to Lynn so we went for breakfast on our own.
Walking as far out as bugis junction, we had a nice macdonald breakfast before taking a slow stroll back .

Reaching the hotel at 11.45am, Daryl is already up and ready to go.

He motioned for us to follow him as he replaced the 2 ‘Do not disturb’ sign with ‘housekeeping’ . I pity the chambermaid.

Retrieving his car, Daryl wanted me to drive as he settled into the back seat with Lynn.

We’re going to Chinatown.

Nothing happened during the journey, Daryl made Lynn lie down on his lap, as his hand alternates between stroking her face and groping her breast. I drove as fast as i could, taking care to avoid larger and higher vehicles which gave them a good view.

As per Daryl’s instruction, i parked at the circular ramp carpark.

12. 35pm.

We sat down for lunch at the food centre. Lynn and i were not hungry so we just picked at the food.

1pm.

Daryl told us to walk around as he need to go retrieve something from his office.

2pm

He told us to meet him at the entrance of people’s park centre.

Daryl arrived at 2.15pm.

Daryl : Follow me .

Daryl walked beside Lynn and held her hand, their fingers interlinked. He did not seem to walk in a hurry but it’s as if he’s strolling or doing some window shopping.

I walked a distance behind.

Lynn kept turning her head to make sure i am still there.

Daryl was attracting a bit of attention. At his age, he has someone who is young enough to be his daughter in his arms. I could almost see nods of approval from the old men gathered in the mall. Their eyes appraised and evaluated Lynn from top to toe, no doubt giving her a monetary value and perhaps a province in China.

Lynn may be 32 but she could easily pass of as being in her mid 20s, despite being dressed so casually, she still turned a couple of heads.

Daryl stopped by the display area of a goldsmith.

He spent a long time looking at the jewelleries on display.

Lynn kept turning her head, smiling reassuring at me.

Something must hav caught Daryl’s eye as he led Lynn by her had into the gold shop.

I followed.

 

The staff must have spotted Daryl and his young partner outside the shop and the moment he entered with my wife, they were promptly attended to.

Sitting himself down, Daryl asked for the gold on display to be brought in.

I just stood behind them as i saw the staff brought along a red box.
On it was 1 of the most magnificent carving of a dragon and phoenix i’ve ever seen. The 2 mythical creatures’ bodies were entwined before their heads turning up to meet each other.

Every scale on their body cast to a level of detail so fine, i could not believe this is the work done by a pair of skill hands.

The necklace was was complimented by a pair of pheonix earrings, their tail trailing elegantly downwards.

To complete the set, was a bracelet with a smaller dragon and pheonix and a simple gold ring.

Lynn was cautiously quiet when Daryl asked her.

Daryl : Nice ? you like it ?

She did not offer an answer but just shrug her shoulders.

The sales staff, eager to close the deal, started blabbering that this will look good on Lynn, she should try them on etc.

Daryl : Try it on.

Lynn hestitated before putting on the necklace.

Lynn : My earholes are closed.

Daryl immediately ask the staff in the gold shop to pierce Lynn’s ears.

15 mins later, i see my wife being adorned in thousands of dollars of jewelleries, she turned the heads of all the customers in the shop as she stood up and took a closer look at the necklace in the mirror.

Daryl : They look good on you Lynn .

Lynn did not acknowledge him but just returned to the chair.

Daryl hands went to Lynn’s thighs, stroking it delibrately in from of the staff who had to turn away as he felt a little embarassed.

Daryl : I’ll take it.

I refused to believe my ears as Daryl took out his credit card. Lynn turned and look at me, nervous and panicking. Whatever he’s up to, it cannot be good.

 

Daryl just bought a set of 四点金, the chinese equivilant of dowry…..

We left the shop 20 mins later and went to Daryl’s car.

Lynn : why did you buy that ? What are you doing ?

Daryl sniggered and replied.

Daryl : Why are you so worried ? what else can i do to you. ? haha

Daryl : already taken almost everything already. haha.

Lynn blushed and looked away.

Settling into the backseat with Lynn, Daryl’s hand went around her waist, craddling and playing with her breast and he made a phone call.

Daryl : Yo, we’re coming over now. Be there in 10 minutes.

He then turned to me and said.

Go to red dot musuem, park there.

I saw his hands reaching under Lynn’s polo and he started playing with her breast again as i pull out of the carpark.

The carpark is quiet and empty on a saturday afternoon.

Daryl held on to Lynn’s hands as i follow behind him.
Cutting across the shophouses, barely 2 minutes later, Daryl stopped in front of a small bridal shop.

It is not as showy or well done up as the rest along the street but they have racks of gowns and suits on display.

A middle age man came to the door and waved at Daryl, He did not offer a ‘hi’ or say a single word. Turning the door sign to close, he passed Daryl the key and left the shop.

Daryl reached for the curtains that blocks out the entrance door and drew it.

Lynn : What are you doing ? Why are we here ?

Daryl : He owes me money and favour. We have this place to ourselves for the afternoon.

Lynn : What do you want to do here?

Daryl sniggered and grinned as he made himself comfortable in the shop, flipping through albums and gowns.

Lynn stood closer to me as Daryl went through the racks of gowns.

Choosing a classy beige cheongsum, he gestured it towards Lynn.

Daryl : Here, change.

Lynn was hesitant and looked to me for advise. I could not give a reply as i am unsure exactly what Daryl wanted.

Lynn relucntant too the cheongsum and went into the changing room.

Daryl went on to choose a suit for himself.

 

Lynn called out to me to help her zip up. As i entered the changing area, i got a pleasant surprise. The Cheongsum fitted Lynn well although it’s a little tight, I could see a nice amount of skin through the translucent lace portion running close to her breast.

The cheongsum brought out the best of her figure, the hourglass although not perfect, is sure enough to turn heads.

Even without make up or a proper hairdo, Lynn looked amazing.

James: You look so beautiful dear.

She smiled and gave me a hug, giving me a hardon.

Lynn noticed my uncomforts and smiled again, turning away to adjust her top.

Daryl pulled aside the curtain without asking and dangled a pair of heels, adorned with small sparkling crystals. They were a little big but still managable for Lynn as she slipped them on.

Taking a couple of steps back, i could have swore i saw Daryl’s pants getting stretched around the groin. Lynn looked amazing and the heels gave her a couple of additional inches. The Cheongsum finished 2 inches above the knee, with the slit running high up the side of her thighs.

How can any man resist her.

Snapping himself out of his daze, Daryl asked Lynn to follow him.

Daryl had on a ill fitting long sleeve top and grey jacket. He looked terrible. His pants are a little longer and he did a crude fold at the bottom.

Going up the stairs to the 2nd level, Daryl searched for the light switch.

I was greeted by the sight of a large studio, with a nice chandelier. There was a cream coloured four poster bed in a corner and no doubt that is where Daryl is going.

Pointing to the bed, Daryl is stroking his groin from outside his pants.

Lynn gave a sigh of resignation and sat down.

Daryl : James, pull a chair over will you ? Enjoy the show ? haha

I ignored him and continued standing, my hands holding on to my wife’s clothes and belongings.

Daryl seemed to think he is starring in some movie as the gentle laid Lynn down on the bed. He held both her legs, swinging them onto the king size matteress, heels and all.

The spot light about the bed is blindly and Lynn instinctively closed her eyes.

In order to give me a better view of seeing my wife being violated by him again, he moved over, putting Lynn between us.

I saw Lynn take a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Daryl lowered himself, smelling Lynn’s breast through the cheongsum while his hands feel up her thighs. I got aroused as well, seeing my wife on the bed.

Daryl started with small pecks and kisses on Lynn’s breast, working his way downwards slowly to her abdomen.

His right hand stroking her from her calves, to her thighs and it disappeared underneath Lynn’s Cheongsum……..

I felt a raging erection pushing through and i had to adjust myself accordingly. Daryl seemed to be massaging Lynn’s groin in a circular motion.

I saw Lynn’s toes cringe in her crystal heels, squeezing tight as she tried her best in the futile attempt to remain composed.

I knew it’s a matter of time before she wets herself.

The circular motion varied in speed and circumference, Daryl is slowly but surely teasing my wife. It was something that i would do to her sometimes.

I knew the fight was over the moment Lynn exhaled a deep breath from her mouth ans her legs parted a little at the gentle nudging of Daryl .

Another deep exhale.

I did not know how wet or arouse Lynn was until Daryl withdrew his hand, showing me how his fingers shined and sparkled under the studio lights.

Cupping his mouth over Lynn’s abdomen again, Daryl kissed and nudge on my wife’s stomach as his hand disappeared under her Cheongsum again.

I saw Lynn’s legs part further as she took in a deep breath, despite her unwillingness, she was still getting stimulated by Daryl.

She called out suddenly .

Lynn : James, darling…. are you still here ?

James : yes i am, i’m here baby.

Lynn : I don;t want you to see this…. please…

It broked my heart to see her like this but i respected her wishes.

Daryl was just grinning as he shrugged his shoulders.

Daryl : Your lady’s call haha.

 

I retreated away from the bed to another studio which featured a japanese zen garden, but i kept a good line of sight at the bright spot in the room. I can see the shadow of what is going on.

Daryl approached me and said.

Daryl : I will prove to you your wife likes me better than you. ok ?

James :what rubbish are you talking about.

Daryl : it’s true, she just do not want to hurt your feelings. really.

Daryl :Stay here within earshot ok, just watch. I’ll prove it.

With that Daryl disappeared downstairs before returning with the gold jewelleries he bought.

He passed me with a snigger before turning back.

Daryl : Find a good position ok ? i don;t want you to miss the show. haha

Strangly , i was looking forward to it. I wish i could be part of it. It’s the wrong thing to think my i couldn’t help it.

I went closer to the bed, hiding behind some racks of props and coats, Daryl put a finger to his mouth as he made sure of my position.

 

Then i saw him lower his head, whispering to Lynn. I couldn’t make out what he was saying by i could see Lynn sitting upright, asking some questions and Daryl repling her.

Lynn seemed to fire a few more questions and Daryl nodded his head in succession.

Lynn nodded his head as well after thinking about it for around 30 seconds.

Daryl whispered again and Lynn nodded again.

I am curious about the exchange but i was to remain hidden and out of sight.

Then i saw Lynn willingly let Daryl help her on with the gold…..

Whatever is going on here…

After Daryl helped Lynn on with the jewelleries, he reached for a sash and blindfolded Lynn again.

Laying her down he glanced at me, just to make sure i am watching.

I saw Daryl kissing my wife’s neck, giving her small pecks all the way down to her breast.

He was stripping off all his clothes as he was doing this, throwing away the jacket, the shirt. His pants came off in a hurry and soon Daryl was naked under the strong studio lights.

His hand disappeared underneath Lynn’s Cheongsum and he started massaging Lynn’s privates again.

To my astonishment, Lynn gave out a loud moan or pleasure. I was shocked.
Every movement and stoked from Daryl evoked more reaction from my wife.

Lynn’s body arched upwards, lowering down slowly with an exhale and a moan. Her usual reservations seem to be gone. What is going on.

Daryl is grinning wide as he intensify his stimulation to Lynn’s privates. As if possessed, Lynn’s hands grabbed the sides of the bedsheets and let go of an arousing moan.

I was aroused to the point that i didn’t realise i was stroking myself from outside the pants.

Daryl lifted a little of Lynn’s cheongsum and spread her legs apart.

His head disappeared under a small fold of the dress.

Lynn : Urghhhhh… Daryl… Urghh

What in the world was that.

Why is my wife calling out Daryl’s name.

Daryl head bobbed up and down, forward and back even though Lynn’s underwear is still on. I wonder what is her doing. Lynn’s moan is constant , punctuated with heavy breathing, it’s been a while since i saw her let herself go this way.

I took in the sight of my wife, dressed in cheongsum and wearing thousands of dollars of jewellery, lying on the bed as another man has his head between her legs. Her moans of pleasure filled the studio, the strong lights giving the whole scene another erotic dimension.

I stroke myself harder, trying to catch on to Lynn’s breathing.

Daryl stopping his work on Lynn’s privates and straighten up, sliding Lynn’s wet panty off her, he threw it in my direction. It landed barely 2 m away from me.

He let Lynn up off the bed, guiding my blind wife to one of the poles of the poster bed. Lynn held on to one of the poles as she bent forward on her own accord, offering herself up to Daryl .

Daryl flashed me a look of triumph, as if telling me ‘ what did i say ?’

I am confused and lost.

Daryl positioned himself behind Lynn as he slid himself in when Lynn suddenly pulled herself away and she spoke loud enough for me to catch on.

Lynn : Wait, Daryl . We agreed on condoms.

That seemed to have spolt Daryl’s mood a little.

Daryl seemed to be talking to her in a softer tone

Lynn :No, we agreed on condoms. Daryl .. .. I can’t

Daryl seemed to be bargaining again, speaking something in Lynn’s ears .

It was a good 30 seconds before Lynn replied.

Lynn : Ok , is James coming back soon ? How far is the shop you asked him to go ?

THe cat is out of the bag. Daryl must have told Lynn i was not around. He must have tempted her with something to let herself go.

Daryl seemed a little irritated that Lynn spoke with a volumne that no doubth from my position i can hear.

He mumbled something again and Lynn leaned herself forward again, offering herself up to Daryl .

There was no condoms, no protection.
My wife willingly offered herself raw to Daryl . No struggles, just a look of resignation on her face.

Daryl recomposed himself as he entered Lynn .

Lynn let out a soft moan as Daryl rocked himself a little, getting use to the position and the rythem.

Holding on to Lynn’s shoulders, Daryl shot a look at me before he withdrew his manhood and quickly shoving it back into my wife’s vagina.

Lynn : Urghh..

Another deep stroke , the sound of their flesh echoed throughout the studio.

Lynn : Urgh… oh my god…

And another , ….and another…

In a matter of seconds, Daryl was banging Lynn hard from behind. It was en erotic sight as i stroke myself.

What turned me on more was the fact that Lynn seemed to enjoy it.

Lynn : Urghhh Daryl ..

Lynn : Daryl…

My confusion to Lynn’s behaviour did not stop me from feeling aroused.

Somehow everything Daryl is doing seemed to be turning her on. Daryl withdrew himself and unzip Lynn’s cheong sum. Pulling it off her, her let it dropped to the floor.

Lynn is left clothed only in her bra and the jewelleries that Daryl brought for her.

Daryl’s hand cupped over Lynn’s bra covered breast and he thrusted again, his effort well rewared by Lynn’s moans of passion.

I cannot remember when was the last time Lynn moaned this way for me.

 

Lynn’s legs seem to be weakening as Daryl had to shift her up a couple of times during his thrust.

He took a breather and paused while Lynn tried to catch her breath.

Lynn : Are we ok ? Is James back ? Is he reaching soon ?

Daryl ignored her and left Lynn back onto the bed.

He entered her in missionary, spreading her wide, Darly impaled my wife hard and fast. Persperation on Daryl’s body looked like gold droplets under the yellow light.

Lynn ‘s moan and breathing got faster.

Lynn : urghhhh Daryl.. …. are we safe ? If James….. coming… back… soon ?
Daryl ignore her as he leaned forward , both his hands pressed down on Lynn’s against the matteress.

As if without warning, Daryl let out the groan which resembles the culling of animals. A moan and grunt so wild that it brought shivers to my skin.

Then the reality hit me like a ton of bricks, Daryl had cum into my wife again, and this time round there was no resistances from Lynn. I could not bring myself to believe this.

Daryl gave a last few feeble thrust, determinded to empty himself completely into my wife before collasping like a sack of rice, his body pinning Lynn down completely.

Lynn was struggling to get out from Daryl , pushing his weight off her.

Lynn : Get off Daryl, quick .

But Daryl refused, he kept his full weight on Lynn, his hands still holding her down, his dick still throbbing inside my wife.

Lynn : Daryl , get off please. you promised…

Darly is kissing and trying to lick Lynn’s nipples to take notice of her struggles. Out of the blue he gave a few more thrusts into Lynn, deep and hard as the tried to grunt again which caused Lynn to give out another couple of moans.

Lynn : Daryl ,get off, quick, James is coming back. ..

Lynn :Where is the washroom .. Daryl ..

Daryl waved for me to step back and out of sight as he released Lynn.

My wife immediately pulled off her blindfold and follow the direction Daryl pointed to the washroom.

As the door slam shut, i tried to ppicture Lynn running on her heels clad in nothing except her bra running to the washroom. What does all this mean ?

Daryl came over to me and passed me an envelope.

Daryl : Here .

Daryl : Take it.

Daryl : Go wait downstairs.

In a trance like mode again, i went down as quietly as i can .

Opening the envelope, i saw the IOU by Lynn’s father.
Does this mean everything is over ?

It’s 6pm on saturday

I settled down onto a couch and buried my face into my hands.

I was sitting in a daze, looking at the envelope in hand. There is this great sense of relieve that everything is now over . Lynn and i can finally get on with our lives, we can put all this behind us and move on.

Yet i have this foreboding feel that something is wrong .

Running through the thoughts in my head, i roughly figured out what just happened. Daryl must must have dangled a carrot tempting enough if she agreed to go along with him. That is to pretend to enjoy his every advances, he must have also reassured Lynn that i will not be around and that i do not need to be a witness to this .

How evil of him to exploit Lynn’s innocence and her gullible nature.

What evil words have he used to tempt Lynn to take up his offer.

I heard footsteps coming downstairs and i looked towards the staircase. It’s Daryl.

Sitting in the couch opposite me ,Daryl reached for a ashtray in a nearby basket, he seemed really familiar with this place. I wonder how many other woman had fell prey to him at this location. Lighting up a cigarette , Daryl started……

Daryl : James, the IOU is in your hands. You all are free to go after tonight .. No need to wait till sunday evening… On one condition.

I couldn’t believe my ears as Daryl continued…

Daryl : before you say anything ,listen to me .

He made a dramatic exhale of smoke before adding .

Daryl : here’s the thing James, i have a proposition. I will not tell Lynn you have the envelope. The truth is i have never felt so alive in so many years .Lynn is such a nice girl to fuck . Haha. No offence. But she really is . you are a lucky man

Daryl : the fact that she is an unwilling participant heighten my senses even more . I think we can achieve something together. Something better, something more wild.

I was about to tell Daryl to fuck off when he hit the nail on the head with his observations that he rattled out.

Daryl: don’t try to give me your high and mighty speech James. I know you …. You like what you saw this couple of days… Don’t deny it .

Daryl : how many times you pretended to care yet you did not tell Lynn the truth, ? How many times were you quietly stroking yourself in a corner, enjoying the whole show.

Another drag of his cigarette.

Daryl : i saw the look of sheer satisfaction on your face as you cum inside Lynn pretending to be me. Don’t deny it …

I reflected on Daryl’s words, guilty on every count.

Daryl : i do not doubt your love for Lynn, but think about this. … Will she ever let you do these acts to her ? Will you ever have access to a bridal studio? . Can you think of any act more perverse than what you’ve seen this couple of days that arouse you ?

Daryl : after this weekend , will your sex life be the same again ? Will you have the same level of satisfaction with Lynn ?

Daryl : you of all people should know the answer.

Daryl left to let his words sink in.

I heard the clicking of heels coming down the steps and i looked up and saw Lynn holding onto her cheongsum around her breast area, she had no help to zip herself up. She did not have access to a towel, her thighs and calves are still wet from her washing in the bathroom.

Lynn : hey …. You just got back ?

From the corner of my eye , i saw Daryl drinking a glass of water looking at us.

James : erm yah . Just got back …… Are you ok ?

Lynn : ermm . Fine … Let me change out ..

Lynn disappeared behind the changing area and Daryl came over and motioned me to follow him upstairs
I did not know what i was doing anymore.

Settling down near the bed, Daryl continued his brainwash.

Daryl : let me tell you what told Lynn. I don’t see a need to hide this at this point. You must have figured some parts out, i don’t believe you are a stupid man . I dangled her a carrot. I told her i will shorten our deal. Instead of sunday evening, she is free to go as long as she accomplish 2 things.

Daryl got up from the bed, walking around the studio.

Daryl : she has already done the first, i want her to want me. I want her to look at me in the eyes as i fuck her . I want her to call out my name. Do you know the kind of sick arousal you get from fucking another man’s wife ? You don’t. …i do.

Daryl : but the thing here is you do enjoy it. You are aroused, you felt turned on and alive seeing you sweet conservative wife doing it with me …. Is that not the truth?

I am speechless. I could not think of a better way to describe myself. I am indeed aroused seeing Lynn being taken by Daryl despite my moral objections . Why are men built this way ?

Daryl : i don’t like to waste time . I really think we can have fun together for this one time before we get out of each other’s life . What do you think James ?? …

I knew i am destined for the deepest level of hell when i gave my reply .

James : what do i have to do ?

Smiling his grotesque smile , Daryl took a deep breath ..

Daryl : James you know …. We can do great things together … Haha .. Listen carefully ….

As Daryl gave a brief outline of his plan , i could actually feel my manhood reacting, at the same time i started to regret agreeing to his demands for my participation. What he wanted Lynn to do is physically, and mentally very demanding on her. If she failed, she will be burned out on the sexual front as well. I don’t think she will be able to do it , yet deep inside i felt the need to see Lynn attempt this feat . I wanted to see her try….

What’s worst was I wanted to see her fail

I could feel my heart racing as I heart Lynn calling out for me downstairs.

It’s 5pm….

Daryl has already started making a series of phone calls.

Leaving the 2nd floor, I met up with my wife below and we settled down onto the couch.
She looked at me in the eye and reassured me that she’s ok.

She can sense that I wanted to ask her some questions and she answered before I could.

Lynn : I’m fine darling, it’s ok. It’ll be over soon.

I nodded as she snuggled up onto me.

Stroking her hair I asked Lynn softly..

James : did you guys do it while I’m away just now ? ….

She seemed to be considering her answer before giving a curt nod.
Lynn must have felt sorry for hurting my feelings and she quickly added,

Lynn : It’s nothing much, just a short while..

Lynn : really, just a short moment. It wasn’t much

Despite all this, she still cared about my feelings.

James : ok…

James : did her hurt you ?

Lynn shook her head, snuggling closer to my chest.

Lynn : I’m ok.. it really didn’t last long.

Inside my head I felt touched that my wife tried her best to shield me from all these. I could feel her love and dedication to me, yet I had stoop so low as to working with Daryl, for the last few hours of Lynn’s sacrifice.

I saw Daryl come down the stairs, signalling for us to go.

Locking up the shop, I wondered who is going to take care of the mess of clothes on the floor. Will the guy who owe Daryl money clean them up ? will they be sent to the drycleaners ?

Will the shopkeeper take pleasure in the worn cheongsum ?

Daryl took over the driving as we retrieved the car at the carpark, he just make a sign of asking Lynn to be in the passenger seat. Daryl’s left hand never left Lynn’s thigh except to switch the drive gear. Making a turn over to tanjong pagar, Daryl entered the multi storey carpark at tanjong pagar market.

He got on his phone again the moment we exited the car as if he’s barking instruction into the phone like a drill sergent.

Lynn and I followed a distance behind.

Lynn : Darling, I have something to tell you. It’s good news.

James : Yeah ? what is it ?

Lynn : We can go home soon. Just one more thing to do and we are done ?

I feigned surprised and asked Lynn about the specifics. I felt guilty lying to her but I felt aroused with Daryl’s plans.

Lynn : Daryl said he’s offering me a challenge, complete it , we’re even.

I could not bare to tell Lynn that whatever she is going up against is not going to be easy, I have my doubts about it but I did not want to burst her bubble. Feeling curious about how much she is expecting from the challenge, I asked her casually.

James : What if you fail ? what happens then ?

She seemed a little lost, probably didn’t think she wouldn’t be able to pull it off. After all she has already given everything to Daryl this couple of days. What else can he throw at her ?

Turning to the row of shops along the ground floor, Daryl stopped outside a small hair salon. The same thing happened with this owner, a lady in her mid 40s. Without a word, she turned the tag on her entrance to ‘close’. Daryl simply pointed to Lynn and the lady nodded.

Lynn : what’s going on ? what are we doing here ?

Daryl : Just relax.

Just then another lady who seemed to be in her mid 30s entered the shop, she was dressed in a dark coloured dress uniform and she looked at Lynn, followed by Daryl and nodded.

Daryl left the shop and signalled for me to follow.

Exiting the salon, I saw the nail spa shop 2 doors down did the same thing to their shop opening hours tag. It has been changed to close.

Daryl asked me to follow him and I bade a hurried goodbye to Lynn telling her we’ll be right back.

Along the way back to the car, Daryl gave me a list of items to buy. We’re heading to city hall.
Daryl gave me a brief outline of what will be happening, and the sequence of events that is about to take place, I felt my goosebumps rise up as he went on with more details.

I felt a bit of regret agreeing to this.

Feeling curious about Lynn’s consequences if she failed, I decided to ask Daryl.

James : What happens if she could not do it. ?

Daryl : haha, didn’t she tell you ? haha. I thought she did.

James : what is it ?

Daryl : well, it’s really nothing actually, just thought if she couldn’t wrap this up tonight, I’’ll spend the rest of Sunday having fun with her anus that’s all. I don’t think that will happen, I have confidence in Lynn, she can do it.

I couldn’t believe my ears, all my years with Lynn we did not even venture into that topic although it did cross my mind a couple of times.

Something doesn’t add up in Daryl’s plans, I just can’t seem to put my finger on it.

Still I decided to go along with it.

We arrived in raffles city when the evening crowd is in full swing. Going straight to G2000, I picked out a set of business wear in Lynn’s size. I chose a simple cream coloured blouse with lace covering the button down stripe. A matching skirt and coat in black completed the young executive look.

Daryl paid for the purchase in cash.

Popping over to ninewest on the ground floor, I pick out a pair of simple work heels that is 2 inch high, manageable yet suggestive.

Daryl paid for it in cash.

Down to the basement, I picked up everything think on the list given by Daryl.

Daryl paid without batting an eyelid.

6.30pm. We head back to Tanjong pagar for Lynn.

There was a bit of a jam and we arrive at 7.15pm to see Lynn drying her nails inside the nail shop.

Lynn looked fresh and a little different. Her hair seemed to shine a little after a shampoo and treatment. Her fringe has been tidied up and her hair tied up into a bun, yet leaving the ends fraying in a classy way.

Her fingernails has been cleaned and painted in a pastel green colour, her heels no doubt buffed and clean looked delicious. Her toenails has been painted in the same pastel green colour as her fingers.

She seemed relaxed yet puzzled at the same time.

Lynn : Hey, what is going on ?

I replied we went to get some things but Daryl is on the phone again.

He joined us 5 minutes later and said.

Daryl : I’m starving, let’s eat first.

Turning his eye to Lynn, he added .

Daryl : You especially, you better eat more.

We had a simple dinner of mixed vegetable rice at the food centre.

8pm.

We are back in Albert court hotel .

Lynn is puzzled about all the bags of shopping we are carrying but she did not have the chance to find out exactly what they are for.

Daryl seemed to be in a rush as he entered our room first.
Turning around to face Lynn, I realised his bulge at his pants.

Without warning, he came over and lifted Lynn’s polo off her.

Lynn was a little taken aback but he continued to help Lynn off with her clothes.

I was a little taken aback and I couldn’t help but ask ..

James : What are you doing ?

Daryl : Shut up and help.

I stood dazed like a block as Daryl stripped my wife, leaving her naked and exposed in the room.

Daryl : Sit down on the couch Lynn.

My wife is shaking a little from the abrupt instructions and the cold of the room as she sat down on the couch, naked and exposed.

Daryl got down on his knees suddenly much to my surprise.

He shuffled on his knees over to Lynn and lifted her right leg.
Daryl started to kiss .

I can see his tongue, going in between Lynn’s toes, he kissed Lynn’s feet, her heels, licking his way up to her calves.

Lynn is twitching a little from feeling ticklish but she tried her best to control herself.

Then Daryl planted Lynn’s feet on his thigh.

Reaching into the shopping bag, he brought out a bottle of veet shaving foam for women, and the razor.

I always thought visually seeing an intercourse would be arousing and would turn me on but I was not prepared for the sight that is going to greet my eye.

Daryl seemed like a slave on his knees as he worked up a lather for the foam. He slowly covered Lynn’s calves, Using the razor, he started to shave my wife’s leg.

I felt my confusion arising again, what is he doing ? Most important of all, why am I getting an erection seeing another man shaving my wife’s leg ?

Lynn was equally puzzled and she kept looking to me , hoping I will be able to answer her via eye contact.

Daryl started on Lynn’s left leg, working dutifully on her. No words was exchange during this awkward moment.

 

Spreading Lynn’s legs apart, Daryl adjusted himself until he is face to face with her love hole, working up another foamy cloud, Daryl covered Lynn’s pubic area, massaging it at the same time.

There are moments when i felt Daryl had a split personality issue.

One moment he can be planning and plotting , his mind in voerdrive, another moment he can just snap and start doing things only he understands.

Lynn is keeping very still as Daryl worked his way around her privates, i’m worried he might cut her accidentally.

As my thoughts drift, Daryl lowered his face onto Lynn’s privates, coating his chin and mouth with the foamy lather worked up by the shaving foam. As abruptly as he started, she went to the dressing area and started shaving his 2 day old growth.

A few swift strokes later, he just passed me the razor and asked me to finish up the rest.

I led Lynn by her hand into the bathroom as i rinse away the uneven foam. Working up a new batch, i help her tidy up the sides of her pubes, takingc are to stay a dist away from her love hole, i do not want to scrath or hurt her.

Daryl just stared at us in a trance as he stroked himself slowly and playing with his testicles as he looked hungrily at Lynn’s vagina.

I helped Lynn clean up her lower body, washing away the foam and Daryl’s saliva before drying her and wrapping her up in a towel.

Back in the room Daryl started biting off the tags of the clothes we bought as we did not have a cutter with us.

Lynn put on a plain light purple bra before putting on the blouse Daryl passed to her. I watch as he help Lynn button up her blouse, his penis edging close to the entrance of Lynn’s love hole.

It’s as if he wanted to go nearer and touch the tip yet he’s holding back, controlling himself, saving for the grand finale.

Daryl ripped opened the packet of black panty hose as Lynn put on a pair of her own Lycra boyshort panty in black. Feeling a little cold, Lynn put on the jacket before sitting down on the bed to put on the panty hose. Daryl and I flanked her sides, 2 men watching erotically at Lynn as she slide the hose slowly up her cleanly shaven legs, careful not to get and runs on the stockings.

The Skirt went on last as Daryl help her to tuck in her blouse, zipping her up at the sides. A belt completed the executive look and Lynn held on to my shoulders as she slipped herself into the 2 inch heels.

I spent a while looking at my wife as Daryl got dressed before producing an envelope from his pocket.

Lynn looked radiant and beautiful in her dressup, she looked like a up and coming property agent althoughmy prefernce would be to ditch the pantyhose, it made her look like she’s going to sell some jewelleries.

Nevertheless, she look good. I start to feel some pre event jitters as i see Daryl checking though his list as he start telling Lynn what is expected of her.

Daryl took the leather folder from the dressing table and empty it of all the in room dining menus, the writing material and envelopes and slid in his own piece of paper before passing it like a business folder to Lynn .

Daryl : Lynn , listern carefully. It’s all up to you now.

Daryl : Inside that folder are 3 addresses, they all owe me money….

Daryl : Corresponding to the 3 addresses, are 3 more slips of paper. I will get to that later.

Retrieving a small can of paint from his duffel bag, i saw the colour fade from Lynn’s face, prompting a smile from Daryl .

Daryl : Relax, a pretty executive like you won;t attract too much attention.

Lynn : No, it’s illegal, what if i get caught.

Daryl : It’s your choice, you can choose to do it or not. The 3 slips of paper contains the location and setting of how i want to fuck you. haha. You miss a single adress, we’ll do the corresponding location before proceeding with the rest. We got the whole of sunday.

Lynn : But… i can’t. i really can’t .

Daryl : Look, i’ll make this east for you, you do not need to splash it all over the door, just pour a generous amount at the bottom. How’s that haha ?

Lynn sank back down onthe the bed as i see her start to consider her options.

Inside my head, i was thinking to myself that she should not be too worried about the addresses. 2 of them are empty units, in a quiet area. Daryl’s plan all along was to boost her confidence using the 1st 2 before bringing her down to the last place.

There is no way she can do it to the last location.

I’ve already know the setting and location where Daryl wanted to finish it off. The 1st 2 are just mediocre locations that anyone can have access to and think of easily, a multi storey carpark and beside a reservoir, hardly a flavour of what is to come.

I cannot imagine how did Daryl ever get access to a location like the one he planned.

 

I’ve never done it in a old folks home filled with patients recovering from dementia.

The home is split into a couple of zones, the men seperated from the women. .Daryl managed to get hold of a 6 bed ward.

That’s all he is willing to let on.

After 10 mins of deliberation, Lynn decided to do it. Turning to me,Lynn added confidently.

Lynn : We’ll sort this out and be back home in our beds tonight.

We hugged and i saw Daryl gave me a smirk.

We start to pack up our belongings in the room, zipping up the bags and leaving them by the door. Daryl left us to our packing and i took the opportunity to talk to Lynn.

James: are you sure you want to go through with this ?

Lynn : i think so. Will do a fast one, just pour and go . I just want this to end.

James : what if you fail ? Or you couldn’t do it, you’ll need to ….

Lynn: i won’t , i want to go home dear. I want to cuddle up in our bed tonight.

I smiled and felt my guilt overwhelm me again.

We left the hotel at 10pm. Saturday night.

I took over the driving as Lynn and Daryl settled into the back. Through the mirror, i saw Daryl’s hand settled on Lynns thigh, stroking the top before sliding down the side of her inner thigh and keeping it there.

Lynn’s skirt rode a couple of inches higher but Daryl pushed it further, exposing Lynn further.

I drove slower and kept close to the left lanes, Daryl had told me earlier to go slow and let the people on the bus take a good look at my wife’s body. We are heading towards jurong east for the 1st location. The passengers on the bus did not pay much attention, either that or we are not getting the correct crowd, just as we turn onto jurong town hall road, i saw the right crowd.

Casually switching lanes i went along side a single deck bus, keeping close to it’s right, near the standing portion. I can see several foreign workers peering out the window, chatting and gesturing.Just then, one of gem caught sight of us and was elbowing his friends. The sudden commotion on the bus cause quite a few person to turn and look.

Daryl caught sight of this and went a step further, Lyn. Has closed her eyes for a quick nap and Daryl lifted her skirt all the way up, offering a generous peek of my wife’s undies and her panty hose. The bus of workers were talking excitingly to each other although a couple of aunties gave a disgusted look.

Daryl’s hand cupped over Lynn’s breast and started to carass her,this caused her to jump up suddenly from her nap. Quickly raking in the surroundings,Lynn caught on to the bus of workers smiling at her and tried to cover herself up quickly pushing Daryl’s hand away at the same time.

Thankfully for me we are now stopped at a junction, there will not be any suspicions of my involvement in this.

Lynn: Daryl, stop this…

Lynn adjusted herself and crossed her legs, trying to shift away from Daryl.

 

Turning into the carpark beside jurong swimming complex, i pulled up beside a tentage that was set up for some cooking in preparation of a muslim wedding. The void deck could not hold all the utensils and a large portion are actually spilling on to the pavement right beside the carpark.

There was a couple of malay cooks and a few guys overseeing the decorated areas. They were just chilling around, having a smoke and chatting when they caught sight of Lynn trying to exit the car. Like a personal assistant, Daryl came around and opened the door for Lynn.

As the first panty hose clad leg of Lynn left the vehicle, i could see the group of malay guys stop their conversation. Their attention all turned to my wife as she pulled down and adjusted her skirt. Lynn was aware of the attention she is getting but she avoided eye contact and tried to walked off but soon she realised there was no place to pass except through the celebration area.

Glancing at the slip of address again , Lynn led the way as Daryl followed a distance behind. The eyes of the malay guys visually strip and molested every inch of my wife’s body as her heels click pass them. Daryl was grinning to himself as the winked at the guys ogling at her.

I saw Daryl and Lynn entered the lift and the cooks and helpers reluctantly went back to work.

After what seem like only 5 minutes,i saw Lynn exit the lift with Daryl, her black folder covering the small recyclable bag containing the paint. She seemed like a wreak and she quickly pass the cooks and assistants , getting and shutting herself into the waiting car.

Daryl passed by the cooks and added.

Daryl : chio or not ?

The comment caught some of them by surprises, and they just smile sheepishly.

Daryl added something as he head over .

Daryl: i’m going to fuck her later, and her husband over there is going to watch me do it because they owe me money. Ahah.

The final sentence wiped the smile off their faces, 2 of them throw off their cigarettes and stood up , taking a step towards me. The bigger of the 2 with tattoos on his entire forearm made eye contact with me and added

Malay guy : bro, you ok ? Need any help ?

The other cooks and assistants all stopped what they are doing , standing up, apparently Daryl’s comment must have irked them.

The tattooed guy took another step closer again, trying to reach out to me.

Malay guy : bro , you ok ? Anything you need ? …

I snapped out of my daze and shooked my head, i must have looked unsure as he asked if i’m sure.

I quickly nodded and went to the wheel.

As i drove off , Daryl wind down the window and added at the top of his voice.

Daryl : ah bang, she can moan very well too eh. Haha.

I saw the group of men staring at our vehicle through the rear mirror as we exited the carpark.

Lynn was awfully quiet and i suddenly realise there’s this buzzing and vibrating sound in the car, as if someone’s phone is ringing.

Lynn suddenly added.

Lynn: Daryl please, turn it off….

I saw the grin on Daryl’s face and he flicked off a switch and Lynn immediately relaxed a little.

James : what is going on ?

Daryl : i gave your wife a present when we were up there just now,haha. Inserted a cute looking bullet while she’s bent over. She looked so good in this dressing.

He flicked the switched again as i heard the buzzing start again and it was immediately followed by a gasp and a moan from Lynn as she tried to reach for her privates. Daryl held on to Lynn’s hand and said,

Daryl: next location Lynn haha.

I can only hear the buzzing as Lynn struggled with the address for me.

Lynn : ughhh , ughhhh more…keio… Darling… Near urghhh gu’s place… Ave 5.

I haven never driven with such a hard erection before in my life.

Daryl : Here James, look look.

As i turn onto PIE, i saw Daryl spreading Lynn’s legs, trying to show me the vibrating bullet.

I can;t really see anything through the rear mirror as it was quite dark but Daryl was quite excited.

Daryl : Can see ? Pull over , take a look.

Lynn : Daryl, stop it, James’s driving.

I pulled over onto the shoulder, turning on the hazard light.
Turning around, i turned on the cabin light as Daryl prised Lynn’s leg apart wider. I couldn’t see much except for a white wire like antenna sticking out the side of Lynn’s panty, even so , it appeared faint and squashed by the pantyhose outside.

Lynn was trying hard to close herself despite Daryl’s insistance on me taking a look. I could see she was uncomfortable having me look at her like this and she couldn’t bear to make eye contact.

I tore away from the sight without a word and pulled onto the expressway again.

Daryl made me off the radio and we drove on in silence.

He kept playing with the switch of the remote vibrator in the car, turning it on and off. Lynn has her hands permanently on the handle above the door. The moment the buzzing start, i could see her swallow hard as her mouth opened as her body arch forward. No use trying to claw it out as Daryl has his left hand permanently cupped over my wife’s privates.

Besides controlling her intermittent moans, there is very little Lynn can do.

As i signalled to exit on Lornie road, Daryl did something unbelievable. Switching on the vibrating bullet, he lowered the window a little and he flinged the remote out of the car, leaving the bullet vibrating permenently without the master control to stop it.

Lynn’s face was filled with horror at this and she tried to reach and claw out the bullet again.

Lynn : Daryl , what are you doing ? Stop, go away.

She tried desperately to push Daryl away to no avail. Daryl has now switched his position, putting his left hand around the waist of Lynn as his right hand took over the cupping of Lynn’s privates.

I watched all these scenes unfold as i went up the exit ramp of Lornie road.

The buzzing sound in the car is punctuated with Lynn’s plea to remove the vibrating bullet. I could feel my dick throbbing again as i imagined myself to be the vibrator, deep inside my wife, protected by her panty and her panty hose, there is no easy way of removing it.

Daryl tried to kiss Lynn but she kept avoiding his advances.

The struggle behind the back seat is causing my driving to be erratic, i have to deal with my raging erection and Lynn’s legs kicking all over the chairs. Every once in a while i felt a sharp kick as Lynn had to deal with a shudder or a contraction of her privates.

It was an erotic sight and i could see Daryl smiling gleefully to himself as he took in Lynn’s sorry state.

I slowed down the car as i neared bishan fire station, preparing to turn right.

A pizza delivery guy happen to pull up by our car as we wait for the green arrow. Just then it happened.

Lynn’s eyes widen in horror as her hands reached wildly to grab hold of something. Daryl’s hair fell victim as i heard him a give a loud yelp. The commotion and movements drew the attention of the deliveryman on the bike.

Lynn arched herself high up off the seat as she felt the sourish sensation overwhelm her groin as is slowly spreads across her privates, it came as a sharp squeeze of her vagina walls and she let out a uncontrolled moan. The green arrow came on and i could hear the honking from another lorry behind us.

The deliveryman remained fixed on the unfolding scene.

A second honk sounded just as Lynn’s body gave a large spasm as her legs lifted up beyond her control and gave the passenger and driver seat a hard kick, causing me to jerk forward.

The pizza guy has already lifted up his visor, trying to take in the sight of my wife whos privates are still being tightly cupped by Daryl’s right hand as her body lost control.

Lynn : urghhhh … let go… let go Daryl … quick,, ughhh, urgh,,.. sssshhhh

The buzzing went on as another loud honk finally snapped me out of my daze and i made the turn.

Lynn’s orgasm isn’t over, her body is still twisting and turning as her moan now slowing turned into a soft sob.

Lynn : shhh..ughh.. please…Daryl… take it off… ughh…

admist the spasm of Lynn’s body, i can hear her sniffing and sucking her mucus back in as she borderlines between an overly sensitive private and the remnants of the numbing spasm of her body.

Daryl changed position and shifted himself to the right most seat, helping Lynn to lay down on his lap.

I passed the bishan prawning compound, the car filled with Lynn’s sobbing and crying, her body still twitching on an off as she moaned unconsistently.

Driving on further, as NYP came into view, there was complete silence for what amount to 30 seconds. Only the sound of the buzzing remained.

Then there was a loud gasp of air as i turned into the hdb carpark where we are supposed to go.

Lynn : oh my god, darling.. shhhh… urghhhhhh

Another blood curling scream erupted in the car as my wife’s body twitch and trashed about more violently than before, her bun of a hair is now loose as she struggled and kicked like a mad women, unable to differentiate pleasure from torture.

The contraction of her privates must have been too much for her to control as i saw her pressed her face willingly onto Daryl’s Groin, screaming a muffled moan that caused my manhood to strain painfully against my pants.

As i turned to the bin centre near the designated block. Lynn gave one final burst of spasm and arched her body high before he takes in one final large intake of air.

Totally spent, exhausted and confused, Lynn could not get up on her own as the vibration carried on, it must have gotten numb by now as Daryl helped her up.

I saw my wife’s hair plastered messily across her face as she was helpped to sit up. Her mouth was gasping for air as she made eye contact with me through the rear mirror.

I saw her mouthed ” I’m sorry ” as she struggle to get a foothold of herself.

In between breaths of air, Lynn reached for the bag of paint and her black folder as she tried to get out of the car.

There was no glamour this time round as she prised open the door, the vibrating bullet still working it’s evil on my wife. Daryl got out the other way, and as he appraoached Lynn, i got out to help too.

Lynn’s first panty hose clad leg left the car, there was some runs and slight tears on her panty hose from the struggles thought they are not obvious.

As she struggle to put her 2nd leg out, her mouth gasp for another breath.

Daryl : you look amazing when you cum Lynn , haha, let’s take it off after you finish this unit ok ? haha

Lynn held on to both of us as she struggled to balance on both our hands and body.

All of a sudden, we felt Lynn’s entire body weight on us as her legs gave way, Lynn’s mouth was wide open as she struggled to get the words out.

Lynn : dar…dar… darling… stop stop…. sshhh.. ughhh…it’s happening again…

Daryl and i exchanged a quick look, both of us caught by the surprise as Lynn leaned heavier on us.

Lynn : oh no… oh no… it’s happening again… shhh.. ughh… dar.. i’m cumming again..

Daryl and i quickly help Lynn up and bundled her into the backseat again. It’s like a scene from a kidnapping movie as we pushed and stuff my wife into the backseat, lifting her legs inwards.

We managed to close the door in time to muffle out another loud moan and scream that sent goosebumps all over my body. The car shook and i could hear the thuds caused by Lynn kicking and trashing about in the car as her hands grabbed wildly for her privates.

My own breathing hasten as i see the state my wife is in.

If only she knew the night hasn’t even began yet.

I couldn’t bear the sight by my loving wife in this state even though i felt really turned on by her cumming and struggling.

I waited for her to calm down a little and i opened the car door, letting myself in, Lynn manage to slide down a part of her panty hose but still has trouble removing the vibrator admist the spasm.

I held on to her , asking to to calm down as i help her with it.

Sliding aside her panty, i felt Lynn hugged on tight to me as i reached for the string like antenna, pulling out the bullet.

I was amazed at the sight, i was expecting a small thumbsize bullet but i was wrong. The bullet turned out to be at least 3 inches in length, it’s soft and flaxible outer shell made of some sort of silicon. It is shaped with a buldge on the tip with ribbed surfaces tapering down to a cyclic twril towards the bottom. It felt solid yet soft enough, no wonder Lynn suffered this much.

I threw the still vibrating bullet onto the floor of the car as i help my wife on with her panty and her hose.

Daryl was smoking outside the car after Lynn composed herself and adjusted her hair properly. Lynn’s forehead is dotted with perspiration and she is still trying to regulate her breathing.

Straightening her coat, she walked off in the direction of the flat.

Her 2nd unit.

 

I waited around 15 minutes at the carpark below before the 2 of them appeared again .

I asked if she’s ok and she nodded before adding that this unit’s door was open. Took a little while to do it.

Nothing interesting of note as we got into the car. I fired up the engine and Daryl mentioned to drop by a petrol station along the way to fill up.

While waiting for Daryl to pay up, Lynn and i sat in the car.

Lynn : I’m sorry you had to go through this darling… i’m sorry..

James : I’m ok… are you feeling ok ?

Lynn : Just tired… last place to go, we’ll be able to go back soon.

I nodded as Daryl entered the car, passing us each a bottle of water.

Daryl : alright, let’s go to the 3rd place. Where is it Lynn .

I saw Lynn opened up the enveloped and her face looked crestfallen.
She let the paper drop onto her lap as she looked out of the window and replied.

Lynn : It’s dad’s place.

I hesistated for a second or 2 before i drove off. Heading to my in law’s place .

I drove like a robot in silence towards my in law’s place.

As I turn towards the carpark at bedok reservoir, I am reminded of the time I came here with an entourage of cars. My brothers made a loud din with their honks as we parked below the block. It was such a happy day and I remember how radiant and pretty my wife look.

Lynn was quiet throughout the journey, the few glances I took through the rear mirror saw her wiping perspiration off her brow and taking small sips of water.

Daryl is busy texting on his phone.

As I engaged the hand brakes, Daryl exited the car first, helping Lynn to open the door.
Everything felt so familiar in this place.

From the position of the incense burning bin, to the cluster of trees beside the lift. I remembered the blind spot beside the letterbox when we would steal a couple of kisses when we were dating.

I saw Lynn and Daryl entered the lift together and Daryl slid his hand around her waist.

The door closed with a thud.

It was a good 15 minutes before they reappeared. Daryl was alone.

James : What’s going on ?

Daryl : Your neighbours door was open. She couldn’t do it.

James : what do you mean ?

Daryl : I told her it’s either her dad’s door…. Again… or the neighbours’ .

Daryl lid up a cigarette and leaned against the car.

I brushed past Daryl as I hurried up to join my wife.

As the lift door opened, I saw Lynn talking to a few neighbours and a couple of presumably childhood friends. They were crowding around her, offering words of reassurance, asking her how is everything.

My wife kept apologizing for the inconvenience they had to go through because of her dad. My heart broke a little as she cried and tried to compose herself.

These are people who knew her for more than 30 years, childhood friends who played at the same playground, some went to the same school, neighbours who shared food during festive seasons.

Lynn must have felt so guilty and ashamed.

A guy in his 20s called Lynn ‘jiejie’ and offered up some words of reassurance and my wife gave him a hug. I wonder if he could smell the sex and sweat from Lynn’s body, would he get turned on.

I went forward and said hi as Lynn melted into my arms, her face down on my shoulders as she shuddered uncontrollably.

I too offered up my apologies to the neighbours, and promise that we will try to sort this out soon.

Auntie May, who stayed the immediate unit beside my father in law brought out a stack of letters that was dumped by the door and I accepted them, thanking her for it.

Lynn bade an emotional goodbye as I helped her into the lift.

I do not blame her for being unable to splash the paint at the last location, in fact I expected her not to. If she did, I woudn’t know what to do. Daryl must have known this place carried a lot of emotional bonds for Lynn.

As we exited the lift, Daryl was on the phone with a smile on his face.

I help Lynn dried up her tears with some tissue and tided up het matted fringes across her forehead.

As she settled into the car, I started the engine.

There was a moment of silence before Lynn spoke.

Lynn : Now what ?

Daryl : well, you didn’t finish the last one. We’ll be heading to the location where we can spend some intimate time together . haha

Lynn did not offer up a reply as she stared out the window.

I pulled the handle into drive as Daryl told me the address for the last location.

 

The journey on AYE was a quiet one, Daryl asked for the aircon to be turned on full blast.
Lynn buttoned up her jacket and tucked her hands underneath her armpits, presumably cold from the icy air.

As I exited and turned into the desolated part of Singapore, I couldn’t help but feel a little shiver up my spine. We seem to be in another country altogether.

The super straight road with the cemetery on the left is empty. The orange glow of the street lamps illuminated the street in a scary movie set kind of way.

As I slowed my approach towards the nursing home tucked in the corner of sungei gedong, I caught a glance of Lynn in the rear mirror. She seemed unusually calm, almost in a state of trance or perhaps resignation.

Turning into the opened gate, a figure appeared out of nowhere and closed it behind us.

I got out and through his accent, I realized he’s a pinoy.

Locking the gate behind us, he mumbled a few words and seemed really nervous as he spoke to Daryl, giving me and Lynn the occasional glance.

Daryl muttered a few curt replies before the pinoy led us to the lift.

 

He pressed the button 3 on the lift panel.

The smell of medicated oil mixed with the scent of the jungle surrounding us is overwhelming.
It’s already coming to 1.30am and only a few dim corridor lights are on.

Lynn held on tightly to my hand as we walked down the short corridor with the Pinoy attendant.

There are sounds of snoring and heavy breathing from the residents , the occasional zombie like moaning and groans of discomfort echoed loudly within the open ward.

The smell of urine and disinfectant got stronger as we got closer to the toilet.

Passing the washroom , we came to a 8 bed ward and the Pinoy left us there.

 

Daryl took a look around and said.

Daryl : Lynn, what do you think. Haha…

I could feel my wife’s fingernails dig into my arms as one of the occupants on the ward gave a monstrous burp before going into a coughing fit.

Daryl smiled.

I took a closer look at the ward as my eyes adjusted to the dim light.

4 of the 8 beds are occupied…

The burping and coughing old man looked frail and weak.

The next bed was empty followed by a overweight indian man with a head of white hair.

The next bed was occupied by a Chinese old man with stump on his left leg below the knees.

Right across the ward, the other 3 beds are empty with exception of the one closest to the window.

It was occupied by a frail looking Chinese man. He has on a respirator and his arms are restrained, presumably to prevent him from tugging off his mask.

 

As Daryl went towards the storeroom, I noticed the 4 pair of eyes staring at me and Lynn.

Daryl came out of the store with bundles of stuff in a pail as Lynn and i retreated further away from the patients.

Lynn : what are we doing here Daryl. Can you just stop all this additional nonsenses?

Lynn : I am tired of all these.

Daryl’s expression remained unchanged as he replied.

Daryl : you are free to go anytime you know. Just pay me lor.

My wife immediately went silent and clinged on to me harder and tighter.

Daryl : Look, why are you so uptight, these are old people. They are probably going to die soon. What’s wrong with giving them a show ? haha

Daryl : Maybe they might feel more alive.

Daryl picked out a couple of items from his pail and left them on the bed.

The groans and moans from the old men in the room is getting louder and a little freaky. They seemed to want to communicate but their frail and weak bodies unable to response accordingly to their wishes.

Daryl : James do you mind giving us some … ermm privacy ? haha

Lynn : I want James here with me.

Daryl :You sure ?

There seemed to be a moment of hesitation as Lynn reconsidered.

I wanted to be here to see what is going on, but the original plan was for me to be away when it begins.

Lynn : Sorry Darling, I don’t want you to see this but please stay near.

I nodded as I left the ward but stay at the entrance. Lynn was shivering as Daryl guided her backwards towards one of the bed.

The crisp white bedsheet looked inviting but I could tell my wife was terrified to be on it.

The groans from the old men grew more intense as Daryl guided Lynn to lie down. Daryl got onto the bed with Lynn, positioning himself so that the patients got a view of what he is doing. As he slowly caressed Lynn’s breast, grunts and groans of approval sounded in the ward.

The old men with the stump on his leg tried to sit up with much difficulty.

Lifting Lynn’s skirt higher up her thighs, Daryl massaged her privates, spreading my wife’s leg apart. There was no moans of pleasure from Lynn, she must be stressed out within this environment. Her eyes were pressed shut tightly as she bit down on her lips.

The sounds in the room is disturbing.

I saw Daryl tie down Lynn’s hands to the sides of the bed, in a similar fashion the restrained old man was tied down.

Lynn : Daryl , can we don’t tie me up. I feel uncomfortable over here.

Daryl did not give a reply but just finished his knots before grabbing another bandage.

He lifted Lynn’s head up a little , looping the bandage in circles, blindfolding her completely.
After he’s done, he gave me a thumbs up before joining me at the entrance of the wards.

I watched in sheer amazement as my erection start to stir. Lynn was trying to flip down and lower her skirt as she moved her legs and bums against the bed, covering herself up from the other patients.

Lynn : Daryl , where are you ?

Lynn : Daryl you there ?

She started to panic a little as she got no reply. Lynn started tugging at her restraints, trying to situp .

Lynn :James, darling… are you there ?

I felt guilty yet aroused, seeing Lynn helpless in this situation.

Then I noticed the old man with the stump on his leg managed to sit up totally, staring at the direction of my wife.

Lynn : Daryl , James,… you all still here ?

The coughing from the first man grew more intense as he tried to sit up , trying to get a view of the pretty yet helpless lady across the room.

Daryl started stroking himself as he unbuckled his belt and removed his pants.

He walked towards Lynn as he disengaged the brakes of the bed she is on and wheeled her to the centre of the room, giving the patients a better view.

I noticed another shadow and realized the Pinoy attendant is a few steps away from me, taking in the scene.

Daryl stripped himself completely as he got on the bed, straddling my wife, he ducked walked on his knees, bringing his erected closer to Lynn’s mouth.

Lynn must have sensed Daryl’s presence as she parted her lips slightly. I saw Daryl guide his dick to my wife’s mouth and Lynn opened wider. The moment she felt the tip of his penis, I saw her eagerly engulf him.

Daryl : Oh… god…. What is wrong with you Lynn. Ughh..

Lynn’s head bobbed forward and back as Daryl’s hands cupped around her head, caressing her hair. She seemed genuinely eager to give Daryl a blowjob, I know it deep inside me she just want this to be over soon. Perhaps she thinks once Daryl comes, it will be over.

Daryl : Oughhh… that feels good.. ughh.. baby… faster…

Without warning of any kind, Daryl pulled himself out, breathing heavily, he formed a T with his hands, signaling that he is almost there. I saw Lynn breathing with her mouth as she swallowed a glup of saliva, no doubt mixed with Daryl’s pre cum.

Getting off the bed, Daryl unzipped Lynn’s work skirt, removing it completely throwing it on the floor. He ripped a hole at the crotch area of my wife’s panty hose, giving him access to Lynn’s privates.

Grabbing her by her ankles, Daryl planted Lynn’s feet on the bed and pressed his face forward, taking in a good sniff of my wife’s vagina. Unknowingly, I too had unbuttoned my pants, letting it slide to the floor.

I stepped out of the circle my pants created as I venture closer to the centre of the room.

The ward is filled with the slurping and hoarse nasal sound made by Daryl as he lick and suck on my wife’s privates.

I removed my underwear as I got closer to the bed.

Daryl looked up to see me near and he mouthed a ‘wait’ to me.

I was puzzled but I obeyed.

I remembered Daryl telling me to get ready and go near once he takes off Lynn’s bottom.
I was supposed to pretend I’m him again as I fuck my wife.

Daryl searched around the room, he waved at the pinoy, trying to ask him something and the pinoy pointed behind him, gesturing at something too.

Daryl stopped what he was doing and got off the bed, walking towards the attendant.

I saw Lynn relax a little as she let her legs down.
The other patients were smiling as they enjoyed the view of my wife.

As I turned towards Daryl, I noticed there was another person behind the attendant.

The male attendant left us and I saw Daryl taking to someone else.
As my eyes adjusted to the shadow. i realised it belonged to another female.

I tried to cover my erected manhood as i walked closer towards the 2 of them.

Daryl gestured me out further away from the ward entrance before introducing me to this lady.

She looked petite and small, also dressed in attendent uniforms. She does no seem local and upon introduction, i realised she is from Manila. There is an obvious look of stress and discomfort as the introduction was made.

Perhaps it’s because of the state i’m in, without my pants and trying to hide an erection.

Daryl turned to me and added.

Daryl :She is trying to clear her debt today too. haha

I saw the female attendent went into the ward , taking in the scene.

Without a word, she just knelt down beside the bed.

I felt several pairs of eyes on me as i re-entered the ward walking slowly towards my wife and the attendent kneeling on the floor.

The patients were all fully awake and the groans started to get mixed with some wheezing and ‘kekeke’ sound.

I noticed the wedding ring on the attendent’s finger as she adjusted herself as i approach. Daryl is barely one step behind me.

I felt like gladiators entering an arena.

My manhood throbbed with each beat my heart takes as if having i’m having a fit.

Daryl climb ontop of the bed as he signalled me to Lynn’s side.

He mouthed ‘hold her’.

I bent down for a kiss as i felt Lynn jerked away, cautiously aware of my touch.

James : Baby it;s me.. i’m here

She nodded in between breaths, her upper lips now moist with sweat as Daryl lifted her legs, preparing to go inside her again.

James : I love you dear, we can get through this.

Lynn nodded again as my hand held her tied clenched fist against the sideboard.

Daryl exhaled as he tried to enter my wife with a little difficulty, she must be hurting and a little dry.

Suddenly my hands clenched tighter around my wife as i felt the familiar sense of warmth and moisture cupping around my erected manhood.

My mouth opened, wanted to let out a long suppressed moan but i held on.
I pressed my face down onto Lynn, smelling her neck as my legs struggle to take a foot hold in a awkward position.

I felt the push of the attendent’s lips, peeling back my foreskin, stretching it against the circumference of my dickhead. The feeling is indescribable as i held on to my wife while feeling the mouth of another married woman on my manhood.

As my foreskin reached the widest part of my dickhead, a flick of the pinoy’s toungue caused a rapid pull back of my foreskin, sending a shockwave that caused a shiver around my pelvis. I almost buckled under my own weight.

I felt the roll of my foreskin collecting at the base of my now exposed dick head and the attendent applied a gentle squeezing pleasure on me, i bit down hard on my teeth, there is no greater agony than having to hold back a good moan.

As sudden as it started, the attendent engulfed me fully, inciting a loud wheezing and more coughing from the old man with the stump on his leg.

Daryl’s persistance paid off as he grunted with a satisfactory moan as he ease himself further into my wife.

Lynn’s back arched high above the bed as she was violated again.

My wife’s forehead frowned while my mouth gasped for air. Never in my life would i imagine this to be happening to me.

I felt a sudden shift in weight as the attendent tilted her head to the side, letting my penis his the interior walls of her supple cheeks. I felt some uneven surfaces and it suddendly dawned on me she has braces on a tier of the teeth.

She tried to accomodate me better by adjusting but i wanted to tell her it already felt heavenly the way it is.

I felt the energy and fevour of her as she bobbed her head against my pelvis, gradually working up to a rythem. Every time her forehead smash against my stomach, i felt the creeping sensation of my orgasm building up.

I must be hitting the back of her throat with my full lenght but somehow she managed to keep me in her.

Lynn on the other hand has started breathing with her mouth as she clenched and unclenched her fist , her body shaking with every thrust Daryl made.

Daryl paused again, taking a breather before withdrewing himself and letting himself off the bed. I wanted to move and change my position but the comforts of the pinoy’s mouth is too tempting to let go.

Daryl unbutton Lynn’s blouse and lifted up her bra, exposing my wife’s breat to the world. The overweight indian man is grinning ear to ear as he started stroking himself, the erotic scene no doubt bringing back stabs of emotions he must have carried in his youth.

I saw Daryl reaching for his pants and retrieved a single use vibrating ring from Durex. Slipping it on he turned Lynn on her side in a awkward position
with her hands still tied as he lay down behind her.

Cupping her breast from behind, he lifted her left leg and entered her again.

I looked at the 2 faces , a man i hardly knew for a few days, my wife which i had sworn to protect and love. Lynn’s face twisted in a mixture of pleasure and agony as Daryl pounded upwards, shaking the movable bed.

My dick is flooded with an explosion of feelings as i hover near my orgasm. The attendent took it slow for a min, and increasing her rythem the other, i could not anticipate any pattern but could only cringe and stiffle my moans at her mercy.

I held on tight to her sides of the bed and my eyes widen, stretching my eyelids to the max, my mouth gasped in a loud breath of air as i felt myself giving way.

Right at this moment, I heard the softest of moan escaping from Lynn’s mouth.

It felt strangly erotic to hear it.

Daryl : moan for my Lynn. I want to hear you.

Lynn did not oblidge but try to stifle herself further to no avail. Daryl must have gotten lucky and have hit a sensitive spot in this position as Lynn’s mouth now looked like a fish who was out of the water, gasping for small precious breaths of air.

Another moan escaped…. and another…

The nerve endings at my penis is now on fire as i felt the rush of my sperm. I grabbed the sides of the bed so hard that my knuckles turned white as i felt the first large squirt of sperm going into the pinoy’s mouth.

She did not stop but i felt her gently bite down at the base of my dick head as her tongue pushed in on my penis hole, a sensation i never felt before in my life. The push of her tongue stopped the 2nd squirt and i shivered on my feet, then she let go without warning and my pelvis jerked uncontrolably as i released myself further.

A succession of squirts…. the 3rd, 4th, 5th before it must have eventually been reduced to a trickle.

I reversed myself from my moaning wife and a panting Daryl to see the attendent wiping the sides of her mouth with the back of her hand. She swallowed me whole, not that i am surprised. She’s here to clear her debt afterall.

I saw Daryl gave me a thumbs up in between his thrusting.

I offered my hand to help the attendent up on her feet and she took it.

The short introduction and the dim light earlier on did not allow me to take a really good look at her. As she stood up, a little mroe light from the exterior lit up her face, allowing me to take in more of her features.

She looked quite young, perhaps in her early 20s. She looked a little shaken despite the amazing blowjob as she just stood by myside, waiting for the next instruction from Daryl .

Daryl was too occupied with pumping my wife to be bothered with the 2 of us who was leaning against an empty bed.

The old man with the stump seemed to be mumbling somthing in rapid fire mode, pointing and gesturing at Daryl.

Lynn’s legs was lifted up high by Daryl, her 2 stocking covered feet now at the side of Daryl’s ears. Her heels rest awkwardly on his shoulders as Daryl withdrew and ram his penis in long deep strokes into my wife’s vagina.

Lynn’s clenched fist and opened mouth betrayed the frown on her face. What is there to do when the obvious pleasure outweighs the moral values. I looked with envy towards them as Lynn’s stifled moans grew in volumne and then subsided, her brain painfully aware that her husband is less than 2m away, watching the entire ordeal.

I saw Lynn’s feet turned inwards, she must be peaking to her big O as her toes curled, trying to cup around Daryl’s earlobes. Daryl is breathing heavily like an animal as he did not want to stop at this moment. Turning his face sideways, he pressed his face flat down onto my wife’s feet, taking in her scent as he continued to pummel his was down Lynn’s vagina walls.

The sound of human bodies smacking loudly together drowns out the old men who i assume was probably about to get an heart attack.

Suddenly i saw Daryl’s face straighten as he drew in a deep breath of air. The veins on his face seemed ready to burst as his eyes widen and he bit down on his teeth.

The pinoy attendent covered her mouth in horror as she saw what was about to happen, no doubt worried about the ordeal she has to go through if she couldn;t pay off her debt.

Before Daryl crossed the finishing line, he suddenly grunted and said.

Daryl : Look. Look at me Pa. What did i say. har.

With that he conceded to the rush of his orgasm as he emptied his load inside Lynn with a moan dragging till it sounded like a sob.

Daryl refused to remove himself from Lynn as collasped his full weight on my wife. Lynn, too tired to push or fight back after the ordeal just lay there like a rag doll.

Daryl is starting to freak everyone out as he lay on top of my wife, sobbing like a child.

Taking a min or 2 to compose himself, he straighten up and gave a final few thrust before withdrewing himself slowly. I did not realised he brought a couple of items with him onto the bed as he seemed to be feeling around for something.

He reached ti as he gave a snort and suck ion his mucus, his tears still flowing.

He has a tampon in his hand.

Unwrapping the tampon he started to speak .

Daryl : Look pa, i told you already. i can do it. This is not the first already.

He alternated between sobs and laughter as he inserted the tampon into the wet interior of my wife’s vagina before withdrewing the casing and casting it aside.

Daryl : I told you i will prove it to you, but you never believed me.

Daryl tored off Lynn’s stockings, removing it completely off her and threw it behind his head, letting it drop onto the floor.

Daryl : You never believed me. Not since when i was young.

He continued his work as he sob and spoke at the same time.

Opening a large adult diaper, he lifted Lynn’s legs upwards, laying her down on it. With a practised hand and smooth movements, he proceeded to wrap my wife up. The last of the sticky tape tucked into place sealing his spearm beep inside my wife.

Lynn was too tired to even speak as she allowed her body to be descreated by Daryl , she just breathed, taking in large gobbles of air.

Daryl :I tried to prove it to you time and again. but you wlways say i let you down.

Daryl :Why ! Why are you like this .

WIth this last outburst, Daryl turned towards the old man with the stump, who was balanced on his elbow, looking at Daryl .

It was then i realised that was Daryl’s dad.

He started to sob again as he got off the bed, walking towards the corner of the room, retrieving a bag. He took out what seemed to be a femal chasity belt, made of leather and interlocking chains.

Daryl :I can do it ! I proved it to you !

He jabbered like a man out of control as he proceeded to put the chasity belt on top of the diapers, making my already thickly padded wife’s bottom swell with more accessories.

Daryl : See. Look.

He wheeled my wife towards his dad, parking her right in front of the old man, who seemed to be just staring into blank space.

I couldn’t move.

I watched the chest of my wife rise up and down as the thought of another man’s sperm is now locked tightly in place in my wife’s privates. There might not be a 100% chance of a successfuly fertilisation but i would want to get them out immediately.

Daryl : How many times have i proved it to you har ? 4 ? 5?

Daryl : You never appreciated my efforts.

Daryl’s hair is in a mess as he jabbered and walked around the room.

I decided enough was enough as he seemed to be slipping slowly out of control.

I got dressed as the attendent beside me tried to walked away but Daryl held on to her.

Daryl : where are you going har ?

Unable to control her emotions any longer, the pinoy let out her sobbings, letting go of the fact that there is another female in the room.

I untied my wife from the bed, eagered to get out of this place and out of this mess.

Refusing to looked at Daryl i help my wife off the bed, her legs wobbly from the amount of sex she has gotten this couple of days.

From the corner of my eye i saw Daryl now has the pinoy girl pinned to the bed, she is sobbing uncontrollably now.

Not that it is any of my business, i studied the chasity belt, i can cut through the chains and leather with a good pair of pliers.

I just want to get out of this place.

Helping my wife put on her clothes, he struggled a little to get into her heels as she held on to me for support. Her dishelved look brought back a surge of emotions to my heart as i regreted what i had put her through.

We started to walk towards the lift when she asked.

Lynn : we need the IOU.

I replied with a smile.

James : Daryl passed it to me just now after he tied you to the bed.

My wife nodded as she held onto me.

 

As the lift door close, i heard the screams of the pinoy attendent echo throughout the ward, followed by the groans of the patients rise in unison.

It took us 20 minutes to call for a cab to our location, and as every min pass, i worry about the semen in my wife. Lynn looked visibly relieved the ordeal is over.

By the time we reach Albert court hotel, it’s already coming to 4.30am in the morning.

We packed up our things and tried to remove the chasity belt but to no avail. We decided the best way was to quickly make our way home and remove it.

We reached home at 6am in the morning.

My toolbox supplied me with what i needed as i quickly cut off the belt and ripped off the diaper.

Lynn rushed to the washroom before removing the tampon.

She spent closed to an hour in the shower.

7.30am

I saw my wife sitting cross legged in front of the dressing table, blowing her hair, smiling at me.

I lay on my stomach, looking at her.

8.30am

The clinic below our block opened and we went together, Lynn asked for Postinor2 from the doctor, saying we were not ready for a child.

9.30am

We sat at the hawker centre near our block, sharing a bowl of fish porridge.

10.30am

We reached home, tired, drained and exhausted. We snuggled into bed and Lynn buried her head into my arms.

We did not wake up till 8pm that evening.

When we did, we went through our usual daily routine. Did the laundry, iron our clothes. Lynn cooked a simple dinner from what we had in the fridge.

We watched some tv.

We swept the floor.

We read the papers.

Lynn went to bed at 11.30pm.

I sat in the living room, staring at the revolving ceiling fan.

Finally it’s over.

My phone beeped and i saw an mms from a unknown number.
Opening the picture, i saw Lynn in the wedding Cheongsum, her body adorned with gold. Her hands held on to the post of the bed and her butt perked upwards towards a man.

The picture was taken from another angle, somewhere in the rows and rows of gowns in the corner of the boutique.

There was a 3rd man in the room.

The MMS was followed by a sms.

sms : Like what you saw ?

I did not know what to reply when another mms appeared. It’s the picture of a chinese couple, the girl looked radiant and pretty, and undeniably happy in the arms of her husband.

Another sms followed.

sms : She owes me money too. I could do with a partner.

I replied after 30 seconds.

James sms : ok.