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Re: My boring story...
Day 1 of CNY was pretty boring to say the least.
We headed to our respective parents' places as usual but didn't stay long, as usual. I guess I didn't really like entertaining questions from relatives about why I still didn't have kids. Like seriously it's none of their business. After we left Mike's parents place, he dropped me home before going to his bosses place to bai nian alone as I really didn't want to go. Maybe as I grew older I just got lazier. Hilariously Alicia asked if we were home so she could come over to collect angpows with Tom. I told her to drop by after dinner or maybe even the next day or something as I didn't really know what time Mike would be back. Close to dinner time, Mike texted that he would be grabbing Macs as there wasn't much stuff open. I ended up having a McSpicy and kind of regretted it later. Should have probably gone with a Prosperity burger or something. In the end, Alicia didn't drop by as they were delayed at her place waiting for her mom to come home. The next day we just stayed in. Mike was on his computer as usual while I entertained myself with the TV. For some reason, the guy who PMed me was happy to stick to PM, never asking for my telegram or phone number. Then again, his PMs were extremely long and wordy and I found it kind of difficult reading everything and responding to his numerous questions so I just left him my telegram username to see if he'd text me there or not. Perhaps he was busy visiting during CNY. Alicia and Tom dropped by in the late afternoon and she brought over some snacks from her mom's place. I really wanted to decline but didn't have the heart to. I guess I'd either get fatter, or the pineapple tarts, love letters, prawn rolls, kueh bangkit and bak kwas would all expire eventually. Hilariously, even though I gave them angpows, Alicia gave me and Mike one in return. I thought I should reject it, but she insisted. Apparently it was from her mom, giving angpows to all the people who supposedly took care of her rebellious daughter. Tom was quite amused to get his first four-figure angpow in his life, just for being her boyfriend. I wondered if they even revealed his status to Ann yet. Or if Ann was lustily licking her lips at the prospect of banging her daughter's partner. We ordered pizza for dinner as we were too lazy to head out to the coffeeshop. The Domino's golden treasure pizza was really not bad. I found it way better than the pizza hut cheesy pizza for some reason. We had a couple of drinks before they headed home and Mike and I went to bed. Fast forward to Friday, we went down for the BBQ at Jasmine's place. The usual suspects were all there. I think Nat's kids were secretly pleased to be getting so many angpows this year. I kind of avoided talking to Mark. I think he knew I was still quite pissed with him so he didn't really bother me either. Nick was busy getting to know the ladies he didn't already know, like Crystal, Nat and Alicia. I wondered if Nat would get a taste of him. After all, his length was perfect for her, but maybe not his girth. As usual, EoS was fashionably late, if he even intended to show up. And as usual, there was too much food, and the party adjourned to Jasmine's place later on. I don't know what I was expecting. Maybe a wild sex orgy or something. But this time was surprisingly different with everyone just drinking and chilling. Rebecca didn't even ask Mike for her package. Shirlyn wasn't even paying much attention to Mike at all. In fact, the two of them, along with Crystal and Nat, seemed to be really enamored by Nick, who was telling them all about his backpacking adventures. Alicia and Tom just kept to themselves mostly, I guess she was really trying hard to have a proper relationship with him. Around 11pm they excused themselves and left. Alicia dropped me a text. A: Wanna continue at my place? Me: Drinking or chatting? A: Anything? EoS is coming. Me: Wow. Finally. A: Yeah. Tom told him we'll just have a small gathering if he's not comfortable with the usual crowd. Me: Ok. We'll come over. I poked Mike who was chatting with Darren and Jason. Me: I'm tired. Wanna make a move first? M: Oh. Sure. We went to thank Jasmine for hosting the BBQ and left, before heading straight to Alicia's place. Needless to say, Mike was confused. M: I thought you were tired? Me: Round 2 at her place. EoS is there. As we entered the lift lobby, we bumped into EoS. I immediately leapt forward to hug him. E: Woah. What the fuck? Are you drunk already? Me: So rude. Mike merely laughed. I caressed his arm. Me: Have you been working out? E: No? I rubbed his tummy. Me: Ya. This thing is still here. He looked at Mike. E: Bro, control your wife please. Mike laughed harder. I wondered if he'd do anything if I unzipped EoS in the lift. We entered the lift with me plastered to EoS. Strangely enough, he didn't seem uncomfortable or anything even as my boobs were rubbing against his arm. Maybe it was the bra. Maybe I should remove it and brush my nipples against him. I was still hanging on to him as we arrived at Alicia's place. Mike rang the doorbell and Tom opened it, and proceeded to laugh his ass off as well. Me: What's so funny? T: His berms look a little tight. E: Very funny guys. I looked down and saw a very obvious bulge. Me: Damn. Did I cause that? E: Apparently. Me: Glad it's still working then. E: Untested. Me: Argh. I feel like you're trolling me. Like making yourself hard and showing off then denying me. E: Oh please. I don't have that much control over my natural bodily functions. Alicia came out from the kitchen. A: Who's trolling who- woah. You must be really happy to see June. EoS sat on the sofa. Both Alicia and I just sat next to him. Tom turned to Mike. T: Should we leave? Haha. M: Sure! They turned and headed for the door. E: What the hell. It was a trap. They started laughing loudly and turned back around. Sitting next to us. I was wondering how 5 of us actually managed to squeeze on a supposedly 3 seat sofa. T: How's life bro? E: The same. M: Anyway I've spoken to some people. Sorry bro, you still gotta apply through the portal. E: Have been doing that for 10 years. M: Ah. Then maybe, re-work your CV? Apparently the new portal uses AI to screen candidates at the first stage. E: Yeah. That's really irritating. A: Are we just going to sit around here and talk about this? Me: Yeah. There's an erection going to waste. Oh wait. His bulge had gone down. Maybe talking about work killed his erection. T: Were you really going to have your way with him? Me: Perhaps? You said I had to force him right? He turned to the guys. E: Help? A: Oh we definitely can help. Me: Yup. A: Unfortunately, I'm with Tom now, and I'm really trying hard to behave. June here on the other hand… Me: Oi! M: She's still really curious. E: I probably shouldn't have come. T: Why not? E: Because she's still gonna be curious. And probably for a long time. Me: How is it you didn't stop us the last time? E: I didn't stop you, but I didn't let it continue any further either. Me: You're not in the least bit curious? E: Well, watching you and Alicia was quite interesting. A: So you wanna watch us again? E: Maybe. A: Definitely not enough alcohol then. She went to the kitchen to grab some more drinks and returned with bottles of soju. I really wondered when we all became soju monsters. E: I'm not drinking. Drove here. Me: Just one shot? E: I'm good. I took the bottle and took a big gulp. If I was going to put on a show for him, I definitely needed more. E: Hey. I was only kidding. I'm just here to chill. Me: What??? A: He's really no fun now. T: Yeah bro. You used to be more… liberal. E: Getting old. T: Fuck. We're the same age. Are you dying or something? For some reason he didn't answer that. In any case, we decided not to torture the poor guy anymore, instead, just enjoying our drinks and having casual conversations. I tried to find out more about the guy who PMed me and his real relationship with EoS but all he said was if I was really curious, I should just follow my head. He left around 2am looking really sleepy despite not having drunk any alcohol. Perhaps he really was getting old. Or god forbid, what Tom said about him dying. Thus, rather unexpectedly, CNY this year was nothing much to shout about. Maybe we really were all getting older and should all just take a step back and appreciate whatever we had. |
#1037
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Re: My boring story...
Or maybe there's a gangbang going on the otherside with nick that you are not aware of? Heehee
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#1038
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Re: My boring story...
Hey June, you know the old saying? Do not expect a different outcome if you keep doing the same thing? Maybe it is time to change tack. maybe? I donno. Play hard to get?
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Re: My boring story...
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If I play hard to get he'll just be same I think, with even less interaction. |
#1040
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Re: My boring story...
It really didn't feel like CNY this year.
I don't know if it was because I was working from home for so long that almost every day felt like a holiday, or was it because we never really went visiting this year. I was sort of hoping to be nursing a hangover and a battered pussy on Saturday morning, but was left sorely disappointed. There wasn't even any action with Alicia and Mike went straight to bed when we got home. I was so lazy the rest of the weekend so we just stayed home, with Mike ordering in whatever food he felt like eating, and we snacked so much I dreaded stepping on the weighing scale for fear that it would show I had crossed the 70kg mark. Monday back at work felt like everyone was still on holiday. Apart from a finance colleague, I was the only one in the office. Even our shared workspace colleagues were all not around. Maybe it was secretly a Chinese company and they were celebrating all 15 days of the new year. I strolled around the food centre on Monday during lunch to find the majority of the stalls already open, and massively crowded. So I guess everyone else was back at work, just not at my company. I didn't see anyone I knew so I just ordered takeaway western food from a new stall that had no queue at all. Maybe it was a bad idea to get the spaghetti chicken chop, as the noodles were so overcooked that they practically fell apart when I forked them. The chicken chop was rather tasty though, other than the fact that it was swimming in a layer of oil. I guess the good thing about that would be since they didn't seem to have many customers, at least the oil would be rather fresh. I cleared whatever emails came in and shut down on the dot, heading home in an absurdly packed train. I guess it was back to the daily grind. At least I only had to deal with this once a week. Mike was already home and surprisingly wasn't on his computer. Instead, he was wrapped up under the quilt in the room. Me: Are you sick? M: I think so. Not feeling too great. Me: Have you seen a doctor yet? M: Not yet. Probably tomorrow. Me: You better. Always chasing me to see a doctor when I'm sick. M: Haha. Suddenly he scrambled out of bed. Me: Where are you going? M: To sleep in the computer room? Don't know if I'm infectious or not. Me: Does it matter? M: Did you read the news? Me: No? M: Shancai passed away, apparently from flu related complications. Me: Who? M: Meteor Garden actress. Me: I didn't watch that show. M: Huh. Even I watched it. When we were young, 16 I think. Me: I guess I was busy studying? M: Anyway, yeah. Flu. Dangerous. Me: Where's the disinfectant spray then? M: Somewhere in the storeroom? I went to the storeroom and found the slightly dusty, mostly full, spray. I guess we really didn't care much about these things. Until now anyway. I sprayed the entire master bedroom before heading to the computer room. I expected Mike to be on his computer but he really was just curled up in bed. Guess he was really sick. I went to the coffeeshop to see whether I could get any soupy food or porridge for him but surprisingly, the noodle stall had closed early, so I ended up getting teochew porridge with dishes. He took some Panadol and went to bed after dinner while I chilled on the sofa. Even though I'd left my Telegram username in the PM, the dude still hadn't texted me. I wondered then if his encouragement to me to give others a chance was referring to himself or just others in general. I contemplated texting Nick, but I didn't know exactly how to start that conversation. I didn't want him to think I was super desperate or anything. I really did enjoy the sex, but the connection was just lacking somehow. In the end, I gave up and texted EoS. Me: Yo. E: What's up? Me: Nothing. Just wanna chat. E: Is something wrong? Me: Nah. Mike's sick. I'm bored. E: Right. Me: Can I ask you something? E: No. I'm not going to sleep with you. Me: Haha. That's not exactly what I wanted to ask. E: No. I probably wouldn't have resisted much if you tried something that night. Me: Damn. But still not what I wanted to ask. E: Oh. You wanted to have a normal decent conversation. Me: Ass. E: You may begin. Me: How do you control your urges? E: Sexual urges? Me: What other urges do you have? E: Salty, fatty food? Even though I have hypertension. Me: Right. E: Just don't think about it? Me: Huh. You make it sound so easy. E: Not for food though. I can't resist food. Haha. Me: Fine. Sexual urges then. E: Really just don't think about it. Me: You got hard when I was just hugging you. E: And pressing your boobs against me. Me: Yeah. E: I was trying not to think about it. Me: Obviously wasn't working. E: It's easy when there isn't physical stimulation. Me: Oh. I'm not being physically stimulated but I still keep feeling this…. Itch? E: You sure it's not an STD? Me: Ass. You know what I mean. E: Yeah. Your craving for someone else's cock inside you. Me: Well, that's one way of putting it. I'm not exactly super horny or deprived or what, it's just the thrill I get I guess? E: There's so many available. You really don't need mine. Me: I want a cock that's connected to a nice person. E: Did you even read my story? I'm not nice. Far from it. Me: You're nice to me. E: Time to be nasty then. Me: How are you gonna be nasty? E: Probably just deny you whatever you want. Me: Isn't that what you've been doing? E: Good point. Not nasty enough? Me: Far from it. E: Alright. Good bye then. Me: Haha. Ok. You're kind enough to entertain me though. If you were nasty you wouldn't even bother. E: That's the thing. I like talking to you. Or anyone else. That's how bored I am. Me: Haha. You liked Shirlyn sending you nudes right? E: It was interesting. Except I still don't get why all of you are so interested in me. I'm not worth your time or effort. Me: I think you should let us be the one to decide that. E: Trust me. Me: Anyway about your cousin… E: What about him? Me: You guys close? E: Not that close anymore. Why? Me: Just curious. E: Sometimes I think you're too curious for your own good. Me: Maybe. Anyway, when you're free, you wanna go to the beach again? E: Why? Me: I like doing that with you? E: Right. Me: Also it's outdoors so you'll be pretty safe. E: Haha. As if being outdoors would stop you. Me: That's the risk you have to take. E: Interesting. Me: We can obviously do it in the car if that's what you want. E: Obviously. But nah. Me: So let me know when. You're free ya. E: I'm free this Friday. Me: Really? E: Yup. Me: And you're ok with hanging out with me. E: I guess so. Me: What if it's not at the beach? E: I thought you wanted to go to the beach? Me: Just checking. E: Beach is fine. Anything else, maybe not. Me: Ok. I'll let you know. E: Meanwhile, better take care of Mike. Flu is dangerous these days. Me: Yeah I will. Thanks again for chatting with me. E: No problem. I decided not to disturb him any more. I started scrolling through YouTube for awhile when I got a message on Telegram. Eso: Hey. Esoterics here. Sorry it took a while, had some issues with my tele account. Me: No worries. Eso: Is it too late for you? Me: Huh? It's barely 10pm. Eso: I mean, you're married and all that. Me: Nah. I'm good. Eso: Great! I just left work and going for supper. Do you want to join me? Wow. This guy was really direct. I didn't really know him that well yet he was asking me out. Either he was really desperate, or maybe he was really bored. Me: Erm. I'm not really hungry. But sure? Eso: I'll pick you. Send me your address? Me: Wah. You're really direct. Should I be worried? Eso: You can always meet me there if you want. Me: Where are you going to eat? Eso: I was just going to the coffeeshop near my place. But since you replied, where's convenient for you? And still open. Me: Hmm. The coffeeshop at my place is still open. Eso: Sure. Address please. Better not be at Tengah or something though. I'll probably die of hunger by then. Me: Lol. It's not. XXXXXX Eso: Ah. That's relatively close by. Will text you when I'm reaching. Me: Sure. Once again, I had that same feeling of anticipation and apprehension. What in the world was I doing? |
#1041
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Re: My boring story...
Wow June, suddenly so daring. I thought you had a bad experience previously? Anyway, hope all goes well, whatever well is for you.
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#1042
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Re: My boring story...
Was just trying my luck. Lol!
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